This choice: Some one else (please create a name, a character, and a power) • Go Back...Chapter #2Laura Oko, with the power of wild lusting by: Unknown Unbeknownst to all other competitors, the existence of the boss of the Growth Games was kept a secret to them so they’d be struck by her ungodly power. She called herself Laura Oko, and left her information at an age of “19 on your terms but light years ahead otherwise.”
No one quite knew where the tanned, seductive Oko came from. Her listed background had her “ethnicity” from a simple view of her as a mix of Latin America and Korea. Her tanned skin tone shared more ties to her supposed Latin American heritage while her features took more from Korea. Her body was definitely toned, with her strength apparent in her toned arms. However, one could not get past the word she fully loved hearing about herself: they called her T H I C C.
Oko had frizzier hair tied up as best she could in a ponytail with a Korean face, red, broad framed glasses, and sharp, neon orange lipstick with a mole just to the right of her lips. Her huge breasts hit the DD cup range and were accentuated in a black sweater that left the top of her breasts uncovered while covering the rest in a respectable yet glamours top. Her white jean shorts hugged her greatest asset... her humongous ass. Her ass cheeks had the perfect mixture of ample amounts of muscle and fat, pushing out and shaped like built marshmallow teardrops. Her booty jiggled against her strained jean shorts constantly, an observation she adored rather than angered over. Her thighs were left for all to see, as her fitness meant they still had a gap, but not by much. The equally muscular and doughy thighs jiggled from side to side as she moved briskfully to the higher ups’ conference room. Her stomach unbeknownst to most also hid a developed pack of abs behind the slightest bit of chubby fat on her tummy, with her love handles having a cute amount of fat in them as well. Her outfit itself was always finished off with a pair of neon green designer heels with hints of purple on their straps and accents otherwise. No one dared question her sleek yet rather outlandish, maverick fashion sense because they feared what may happen to them otherwise.
Despite her supposed young age of 19 on a 6’2” frame, Oko’s presence was immensely wise, adult, and menacing. Those she passed her either broke out sweating in fear or smiled out of a sudden need to listen to her demands. The only people not so scared were her bosses, who were truly heartless even in her opinion.
As she entered the conference room, her bosses male and female alike were discussing details of the Games. They were certainly not all bad; Oko definitely had friends both male and female from her higher ups. It was the leaders of the board that made their heartless claims for the Games.
This of course had been a distant memory, however, as Ms. Oko herself now headed the Growth Games. No one had dared questioned her meteoric rise to the head position, nor the sudden and shocking loss of the higher ups... at least, those not easily influenced by her didn’t. Her friend group constantly had glowing reviews on her, describing her fearlessness and incredible, inhuman calm in the face of the adversity the Growth Games had long dealt with.
One thing everyone understood about the rather reserved Oko was her affinity for opposing concepts. It reflected in her dress; orange lipstick to red glasses, black and white, purple and green. Her office was plastered with representations of the concept of the yin and yang. It was clear in her mind that Oko believed that connection springs from opposing forces finding a part of respect in each other. This was the rumored explanation to her rise to fame, as she had seemed to work as a representative for the Growth Games to its opposers so well that they had shown sudden interest in bringing more broadcasting rights and monetary support to the Games.
It was going to be the biggest Growth Games yet, and Oko was at the head of it. With no footprint anywhere to speak of, no one had a way to deny her already menacing presence. This year’s gimmick for the games was going to make her even more of a boss for the game, with Oko being put in the games as an unforeseen, unknown boss character who could encounter the girls competing as she wished. Her own goals were unknown for playing a part in the Games, but her power was absolutely “broken:” the power of wild lusting.
Oko would start with a ray gun-built sniper like all other competitors, with her initial power being to get whoever was her victim briefly dazed by her beauty for a brief period of a few seconds. This power would than evolve and then move to the absolutely over powered potential to completely bend someone’s desires to that of her own for them.
With all of the plans laid out for the games, Oko’s final need was to...  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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