Trump is the savior of mankind

  Tamp is the savior of mankind
    ANNOTATION
    On the planet Earth, the elves invade and occupy it. President Donald Trump becomes a jester in the harem of the goddess. But fate gives him a chance to get closer to Almighty.
    . PROLOGUE
    Planet Earth, like a crystal, blue ball smoothly runs in orbit. She looks so helpless and touching. A representative of the race of elves, richly dressed Bernard Jed, pointed the arrow of the monitor on the image of the human cradle.
    Thinly propilikal:
    - This is a new world where unhappy, humiliated creatures live! Our task is to take them under the protection!
    The girl so similar to the earth, only with pointed ears characteristic for the elven race, in rich clothes and with earrings in her ears, rang out in a thin voice:
    "People are ruining each other." This is their greatest tragedy. We should make them happy with our patronage.
    A brooch from an unknown metal, elves flashed on the hair, representatives of the ancient cosmic civilization. Bright pebbles shone in the brooch. Dominated silver and blue, which was a symbol of a light elf from the population of Luciferstan.
    Another girl with brooches adorned with scarlet, like rubies, only with even more beautiful and bright stones - the sign of the dark elf noticed:
    - Such aggressive races rarely voluntarily go under the protection. They usually have to force this force.
    The third girl is also beautiful, like the others, but with hair in the form of petals of flowers, and a brooch with bright green metal - the forest elf said:
    "We won more powerful in technological, and especially magically, race than earthlings. And if they give up the help they have extended, then we will simply conquer them!
    And three girls in the rank of marshal chorused their hands up!
    Bernard Zhed, elf magister, more like a face with magnificent hair on a girl, and different from the girls only figure and costume, tender voice said:
    - We will try to talk with people as much as possible responsibly and humanely. But in case of failure, for the sake of the good of mankind, violence is applicable:
    Three elves chorused:
    "Come with us Magoplasma!"
    After that, the first one threw up a light-colored elf's shining blue color:
    - Marshal Angel is ready in the quasar!
    The second raised her hand, a dark elf shining with scarlet color:
    "Marshal Beson is ready in the pulsar!"
    The third raised her hand, an elven tree shining with emerald color:
    - Marshal Chaschev is ready in the photon!
    For a moment the hall was lit by a bright flash. And there was an image of a woman of fairy beauty, in gold armor, not hiding, but only emphasizing its charms. Armor over were painted: stones sparkling brighter and more beautiful than earthly jewels, different colors, which can not find an analogue on earth, and amazes with its richest range. Hair written beauty glittered with all the colors of the rainbow, and seven brooches, struck
    elegance and subtlety of work.
    The girl appeared impressed with the marvelous perfection of her unique beauty.
    Standing in the ranks of the elves and elfiks, they shook the muggers and exclaimed in chorus:
    - Greetings to you the Goddess Affa!
    The deity with a radiant smile on his face answered loudly:
    - I am also glad to welcome my people! Your army, I hope, is ready for the next conquest?
    Elves and elf in chorus answered:
    - With us Hypermagoplasma, and the strength of our ancestors!
    Affa answered stiffly:
    "So subdue this sublunary world!"
    . CHAPTER? 1
    The appearance behind the orbit of Pluto of drop-shaped starships, became the biggest news on planet Earth. Astrophysicist Sergei Leonov first saw the canopy constructed in strict geometric form the ships of the elves.
    Sergei did not know yet that they were brothers in reason, but he was so impressed that he overturned a glass of tomato juice. Then he rushed headlong into the bathroom. There bald head bashfully rammed a mirror. From above sprinkled expensive costume jewelry and a large bank of expensive French in spirit, shmyaknulas, professorial bald head. On the spilled spilled spirit, mixing blood with perfume. How the stung astrophysicist howled.
    The professor's wife came running from the kitchen with a rolling pin and warmed her unlucky peasant over the long-suffering head. The lady yelled:
    "How dare you, smash my spirits a beast ..."
   The professor was startled in fright:
    - I have seen...
    The woman fucked again on the broken bald head and panted:
    "You did not see anything!" Pull yourself out, blindfolding the zenks! What you created deserves a guillotine!