I saunter over to the nearby shelf, running my fingers over the spines of the books before selecting one and pulling it out. I flip it open, revealing a series of sketches and photographs that show off the intricate details of my costume.
These are the designs for my new line of superhero outfits, and I want you to know that every stitch, every seam, was carefully crafted to accentuate the best parts of my body.
I press my index finger against one of the images, where I'm shown wearing a red and blue costume, my breasts barely contained within the fabric.
This is the one I think you'll like the most, it showcases my cleavage in a way that's sure to make you weak in the knees.