Esmeralda began her day as she usually did: with a big yawn and a stretch to loosen herself up. Her enormous F-cup breasts heaved and shook as she flexed her sleek, taught stomach. She slipped out of bed and got dressed, and headed over to the kitchen for breakfast. As she did so, she checked her smartphone to see how her investments were doing. She did, after all, need to support herself, and her current lifestyle didn't lend itself to any kind of real work.
She was just sitting down to eat, when she recieved her first alert of the day. Someone in an armored bulldozer was attacking a housing development, crushing police cars, and smashing homes. Esmeralda sighed. Never fails, she thought. Just when I sit down to take some time for myself... She stripped off her outer wear to reveal her costume beneath: a bright long-sleeved yellow leotard with a window cut over her bare stomach; red leggings, and white boots. She pulled on a set of white gauntlets, and pulled off her glasses. Without them, she wasn't recognizable as Esmeralda Arianna, the spoiled rich heiress of the Arianna family fortune. She was Golden Goddess, a name the local newspaper had given to her, after the color of her costume. She slipped out her private penthouse, and dashed off into the sky.
Though she complained about the disruptions to her daily life, she actually enjoyed her work. When she realized she possessed unnatural strength, could fly, and that no weapon could pierce her flesh; she decided to create this superhero persona for herself as a means to "use her powers for good." It sounded cliche, but worked. She felt good about all the lives that she saved and disasters she'd prevented. It sure beat handling everything like it was as delicate as an egg, just to hide her strength. Despite her hunger, she was looking forward to starting out her day with a good fight, in which she could vanquish a madman and save the day.
She was just sitting down to eat, when she recieved her first alert of the day. Someone in an armored bulldozer was attacking a housing development, crushing police cars, and smashing homes. Esmeralda sighed. Never fails, she thought. Just when I sit down to take some time for myself... She stripped off her outer wear to reveal her costume beneath: a bright long-sleeved yellow leotard with a window cut over her bare stomach; red leggings, and white boots. She pulled on a set of white gauntlets, and pulled off her glasses. Without them, she wasn't recognizable as Esmeralda Arianna, the spoiled rich heiress of the Arianna family fortune. She was Golden Goddess, a name the local newspaper had given to her, after the color of her costume. She slipped out her private penthouse, and dashed off into the sky.
Though she complained about the disruptions to her daily life, she actually enjoyed her work. When she realized she possessed unnatural strength, could fly, and that no weapon could pierce her flesh; she decided to create this superhero persona for herself as a means to "use her powers for good." It sounded cliche, but worked. She felt good about all the lives that she saved and disasters she'd prevented. It sure beat handling everything like it was as delicate as an egg, just to hide her strength. Despite her hunger, she was looking forward to starting out her day with a good fight, in which she could vanquish a madman and save the day.