A small giggle echoed through space and time, awaking all of existance. On earth, the whole planet watched their sky fill with orange. In another galaxy, countless lightyears away, a super-advanced race treated the giggle as a sign from their God to begin worshipping. In reality, this fit of laughter came from a teenage girl, albeit the teenage girl being massive enough to hold the universe in the palm of her hand. This girl was the Orange Goddess, the Great Orange Giga, and a plethora of various other names in various other tongues earthen and alien alike. But simply, she was Molly Ethans.
She floated in an all-encompassing inky blackness, with only herself and the universe to keep her company. And wasn't it company! She could...somehow, zoom in the thoughts of a single person, or expand her mind a little and hear the troubles of an entire race. Usually she would sit there quietly and listen, but sometimes she would lend her hand in aid. Once, she kept an entire solar system from being sucked into a black hole by simply reaching into the speck of light before her and pinching the black hole shut. In another instance, on a less drastic scale, she helped a young man get a date for the prom. Her powers of manipulation came in quite handy whenever she wanted. But no, Molly would never abuse her powers. She dared not think of the day if she ever turned evil...in fact, she promised herself that if any evil action was her cause, she would wipe herself from existance, from ever living, from the minds of all who knew her and leave everything else alone.
But for now, she was happy for another day. She currently only wore a pair of bright orange bra and panties, and even though she was simply too big for anybody to see her, she still felt quite bare. So, with a thought, Molly's usual attire appeared out of thin air and clothed her.
What now?