Decades before Marvel Comics decided to gender reassign Captain Marvel from an alien warrior to an angry lesbian, there was another comic book character with that title. He was a pre-teen boy who was given the power to transform himself into a super being by an ancient wizard. When he recited the anagram "Shazam!" he would be granted the powers of the following entities.
S - for the wisdom of Solomon
H - for the strength of Hercules
A - for the stamina of Atlas
Z - for the power of Zeus
A - for the courage of Achilles (which would include invulnerability from ancient mythology)
M - for the speed of Mercury (and, by extension, the power to fly)
After finding out what kind of man Western women are looking for, I came to the conclusion that they, too seek a super being. They are seeking a man who has
S - the Size of John C. Holmes
H - the Handsome looks of movie star
A - the Acclaim of a celebrity, preferably a politically correct one
Z - an affinity for Zaftig women
A - the Athletic body and height of a basketball player
M - the Money of Jeff Bezos
This ubermensch would not fly around in tights and a cape.
No, his version of a "Batmobile" could be something a pedestrian as a stretch limousine that was followed by a convoy of paparazzi. Loose $100 bills would occasionally flutter out of his open back window. He could "holla" at women walking down the street, who would either blush, swoon, or beg for a selfie with him, even though his garden hose length member was dangling out of the open sun roof and flapping against the roof of the limo when it reached highway speeds.