Conquest

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She came to Earth in a large, spherical ship.  The woman that emerged from it when the bottom of the sphere detached and floated to the ground on the White House lawn was, simply put, drop-dead gorgeous.  Long, blonde hair, big, sparkling green eyes and a slim but muscular frame, alabaster skin and generous but firm breasts, all on a woman who had to be at least seven feet tall.  With most of the world watching, she introduced herself as Princess Alaia of the Resh Matriarchy, and announced that she was here to conquer Earth by her people’s Rite of Conquest.  Her culture prized strength above all else, so she would give humanity one chance to have a champion defeat her in a competition of strength.   The heavyweight champion of the world lasted less than a second.  Walking into the ring, Alaia discarded her strange combination of a trailing ball gown (the lower part) and a bikini (the only part more than halfway up her abdomen).  It was apparently customary in fights to settle disputes among her people for both combatants to be naked.  The bell rang.  Her opponent was dead before the sound fully subsided, her bloody fist where his head used to be, at the center of an explosion of gore, brains and bone fragments.  Contemptuously, she noted that even men where she was from consistently put up a better fight than that during foreplay.  Of course Earth’s militaries didn’t take her attempt to conquer it lying down, but nor did they accomplish anything.  She effortlessly tore apart tanks with her bare hands, destroyed fighter jets by jumping high enough to collide with them, and at least once threw an aircraft carrier at another one.  Her hurricane-force breath leveled multiple entire bases.  Eventually, every nuclear capable nation fired their entire arsenal at her at once.  The area she was in at the time is completely uninhabitable to humans now.  She carved a palace out of the Himalayas with her bare hands, and gave every nation an ultimatum: annual tribute or destruction.