Alola Girls Ch. 27 (BBW, WG)

Chapter 27

It was just past 5:00 in the morning and Oleana was awake to have her morning coffee. The sun had yet to rise over Kala’e Bay, so she stared into nothingness out of the window. Oleana took a look in the fridge for some cream, finding two whole cartons by themselves. She checked to see if there was any milk in the fridge, and grimaced when she saw none. “No wonder these women are so fat.” She mumbled to herself. She’d need to go shopping later today, no doubt.

Her stomach nearly roared with hunger, so she took a look in the spacious pantry. She’d confiscated most of the junk food and locked the numerous containers of cookies, pastries, and other assorted calorie-laden foods in her room. She remembered trying out some of them, thinking they tasted way better than the brands back in Unova. She shook her head angrily, she couldn’t allow the stress from dealing with the Cobal brat to get to her. She had to set an example so the harem of morbidly obese women would slim down.

Her phone vibrated and she smiled with delight, seeing Bea had just texted her, saying she’d landed. “Good... These girls are in for a walloping.” She murmured to no one in particular. Her stomach grumbled once more, reminding her she needed to do something. She put the cream away and looked at the little bit fruit and vegetables in the fridge for a moment, but nothing jumped out at her. Her mind wandered to the stack of powdered donut cases and she begin to salivate. “Well... I don’t want to take the healthy food from the fatties, they need it more than I. And once Bea’s here, we’ll dump all the junk food in the dumpster anyways.” She thought to herself, then she hurried back to her room and opened the door, darting for the corner, drool coming down her chin. Her mind was so focused on the powdered donuts she didn’t even notice, and she ripped the container open, pouring a couple into her hand and shoveling both into her mouth. She mewled with delight as the powdered treat hit her taste buds. She chewed quickly and swallowed, and poured out some more. Her mind emptied as the wondrous taste of the treats took hold on her mind.

Fifteen minutes later, she’d run out of powdered donuts and grimaced. Something about the mass-produced pastries had been so intoxicating, she couldn’t think of why, but her taste buds yearned for more. “Well, it wouldn;t be good to just dump all of this food away...” Oleana pondered  aloud. She felt a little bloated, but something in her heart felt empty, like she needed to fill it with something.

She saw a box of cookies and sighed. She’d just need a couple to get the donut taste away, right? Before she could even realize it, she’d opened the bag of cookies and taken a handful out, eating one by one, softly moaning at the sweetness. Something didn’t feel quite right, she needed some milk... She thought back to the heavy cream in the fridge and shrugged. “Best get rid of it.” She thought to herself, and a minute later she was back in her room with a mostly full carton of cream, a glass, and a bag of cookies.

After pouring a glass and dunking two cookies in at the same time and taking a bit, she growled with pleasure. Some beast inside of her took hold as she robotically dunked cookies into the glass of heavy cream. When the bag was done, she downed the glass of cream and burped loudly.

“Ugh, that was good...” She said aloud, still in a haze. She got up to put the carton of cream back but saw a large bag of chocolate chip cookies and her mind raced as she wondered how the chocolate would complement the sugar cookies she just ate... A minute later she had another full glass of cream and thoughtlessly dunked cookies into it, a fascinated smile on her face...


***
Jack woke up the next morning to the sensation of being smacked on the side. His eyes opened and he saw Kahili and her chins glaring at him. They were both underneath the covers after a long night of sex, and then he heard the reason for Kahili’s smack: his phone was going off. “Can you just answer it?” She grumbled, still sounding sleepy.

“Shit, yeah.” Jack said, crawling out of bed. His body was quite sore, and he remembered the marathon session with the almost 380 pound former golfer that had started upon leaving the restaurant. He smiled with pride as he checked his phone, seeing Rosa was calling him. He walked out of the bedroom, still completely naked and with an erection, then answered the phone.

“Good morning.” He said casually, awaiting the Rosa’s fury from the drink-spiking that had happened the previous night.

“Jack!” She yelled into the phone. “Where the heck are you?”

“I’m at Kahili’s room. How was your night?”

Rosa breathed a deep sigh of relief, then paused. “Well, I don’t remember getting to the room, and my headache is really bad. Those Midnight Colas had booze in them, didn’t they?”

Jack smiled. “Yeah, Kahili thought you needed to let loose.” He sensed Rosa had a sour look on her face.

“Well, let’s not do that again please.” Rosa said. “I can’t be getting drunk every night, y’know.”

“Gotcha.” Jack replied.

“So, you coming back to the villa anytime soon?” Rosa asked.

Jack shrugged. “Uh, not quite yet.” He said, looking at his throbbing erection. “How about you go to the Sea House for breakfast and I’ll catch up with you there.” He said.

“Cool, I’ve got some ideas for what we can do today.” Rosa replied.

Jack remembered why he was at the Hano Grand Resort in the first place and shook his head. “No, I have something I need to take care of today.” Jack said.

“Oh, where are we going?” Rosa asked excitedly.

“You and Nessa are not coming along.” Jack said, his toned lowering. “That is not up for discussion.”

“But you’ll need a bodyguard.” Rosa replied.

“I’ll have one.” He said, thinking of Kahili, then hung up.

He jumped back into bed and gave Kahili a smooch, she groaned in response. “Order room service or I’m not getting up.”

Jack rolled his eyes. “And what should I order for you?”

“Just say it’s Kahili’s usual breakfast.” She then swiped the blanket over her face, indicating the conversation was over.

Half an hour later, Jack came out of the bathroom having finished jerking off to calm his libido down and heard a knock at the door. A minute later he was rolling the fully loaded cart into Kahili’s bedroom where he noticed a “breakfast in bed” tray not too far away from her bedside table. Kahili stirred as she heard the cart and began to sit up, letting her massive belly hang over her lap. She kept the blanket over her breasts, much to Jack’s disappointment.

Jack set up the tray and saw there was a pair of silverware already on the cart. “Well good morning, sexy.” He teased.

Kahili rubbed the sleep out of her eyes. “Yeah yeah...” She groaned. “I’m starving here.” Her stomach bellowed with a growl that even Jack could hear, and he immediately grabbed one of the dishes, unveiling a heavily loaded omelette.

“Perfect.” Kahili said, and then began to dig in. Jack watched in fascination as Kahili worked her way through the omelette, a platter of chicken and waffles, a platter of pancakes she doused in syrup and butter, a plate of sausages, biscuits, and gravy, and then a donut sandwhich with fried chicken and bacon in between. Kahili slurped through three extra large frappes as well, and when she finished up, she burped loudly and rubbed her gut. “Perfect...” She said, hinting at Jack to remove the tray. He did as implied, then got close to her on the bed, and lifted the covers. He got to work kissing her meaty calfs, all the while Kahili cooed with delight.

Jack worked his way up her legs, getting under the covers and arrived to her opening. He gave it a kiss and then began to lick it, he tasted her moistness and heard her moan with delight. It didn’t take long to get her worked up as he’d gotten quite skillful at giving head. He remembered the fun they’d had with the tickling the previous day and figured he’d give her a whirl.

“Oh Jack...” Kahili cooed. “I’m getting close...”

Jack upped the pace of his tongue movements, then took a hand and began to tickle her belly. Kahili’s whole body tensed as she wasn’t ready for the sudden sensation.

“Shit, Jack...” Kahili said amidst her sudden frenzy of laughter. “Jack stah-hahaha-”

He felt her get even more sopping wet, and his second hand got her other side.

“Jaaahahaha, st-stop ti-hehehe!” She cried out, laughing all the while he ate her out,. Moments later Kahili screamed, her body began to tremor as she he tasted her cum, then he heard a noise he did not expect. He stopped immediately, making sure he heard what he thought he heard. It’d sounded like a large fart, but much more... solid.

“Shit Jack, shit!” Kahili said. Jack pulled his body away from Kahili’s midsection as he caught a whiff of the smell. Yes, Kahili had indeed shit herself mid-orgasm. Jack appeared from underneath the blankets and saw Kahili’s face contorted in anger.

“I told you to stop tickling me.” She said.

“Fuck... I’m sorry... Got caught up in the moment.”

“You saw how much I ate.” Kahili said. “Well, get out of here so I can clean this up.” She groaned.

“Fuck...” Jack said. “Look, before I go, I hate to ask this now, but I need a bodyguard to accompany me to a museum today.”

“Not me.” Kahili said, then pointed to the door. “You just made me shit myself, be glad this is as mad as I’m getting.”

Jack nodded with defeat, grabbed his clothes and left the bedroom, quickly getting dressed near the front door of the suite then headed to the Sea House. He whipped out his phone and text Mallow.

Jack: You know any trustworthy trainers on Akala?

Mallow: I might. How much you paying?

Jack: 1,000 for the day, 2,000 for the secret.

Mallow: I’ll see if she’s available.

A few minutes later, Mallow responded.

Mallow: She’s in. You’re really gonna like her. Her name’s Lana, here’s her number...

Jack then made his way into the Sea House and saw Nessa and Mallow with large plates of various breakfast foods in front of them.

“These pancakes are SO GOOD!” Rosa said loudly, munching happily.

Nessa swallowed a bit of her own pancakes and then waved. “Morning Jack!”

Jack waved and saw Rosa turn her head excitedly. “There you are.” She said.

Jack took his seat and caught up, ordering his own breakfast. He checked his phone and saw Lana had replied.

Lana: What time you need me to pick you up?

Jack: 9:45 okay? Appointment’s at 10

Lana: Yeah, see you then.

An hour later he waited at the carport of the resort and saw a dinky old car pull up. It was light blue, and the model Lana had told him about, so he walked up to it curiously.

The window rolled down and he saw a round figure behind the wheel. “Jack Cobal?” She called out.

Jack nodded. “Lana?”

“C’mon in!” She said.

Jack opened the door and sat inside, getting a good look at his new helper. He could tell Lana was quite short, but she was also very fat. He couldn’t quite tell how fat, but she looked absolutely silly in her driver’s seat. She was too short to reach the pedals without moving the seat up as close as possible, but her gut stuck out so much the steering wheel dug into it. He immediately felt blood rush to his loins. Lana had short blue hair, very pale skin that contrasted with her dark blue eyes and really made them pop. She had a sleeveless white sailor shirt on and a pair of very tight, light blue pants on.

“Good morning! Nice to meet you Mr. Cobal.”

“Jack’s fine.” He replied.

“So where we going?” Lana asked.

“The Heahea Natural History Museum.” Jack said. “Got an appointment with the curator.”

“Okie dokie.” Lana replied, and the car zoomed off. After turning out of the resort parking lot she cleared her throat. “So this is a very quiet little thingy we’re doing?”

“Yeah.” Jack said. “The curator appointment is about all you’ll get to know about it.” He said with a chuckle. “There’s a good chance I’ll have another appointment in the next few days. You think you’ll be available?”

“Well, for the price you’re paying me today I’m free all week.” She said with a giggle.

The two continued to chat until they pulled up the museum parking lot. The museum itself didn’t look too large, but he knew they had a series of vaults underneath that went down for hundreds of feet.

The two got out and Jack finally got a good look at her. Lana might not even have been 5 feet tall, but he figured she weighed around 340 pounds. She was incredibly round, her gut being her marquee body part as far as his gaze was concerned. He then realized she looked quite young and had a very beat up car, and wondered how old she was.

“Lana, just curious, how old are you?”

“Same age as Mallow, nineteen.” She replied.

“Mallow’s twenty, actually.” Jack said. “Her birthday was a few weeks ago.”

“Oh yeah!” Lana blurted out loudly. “My bad.”

He had a hard time keeping his eyes off of the girl and her round, jiggling, body. Luckily he’d worn loose fitting pants so he was able to hide his boner, but it wouldn’t be too long before she started to notice his gaze.

They arrived at the front desk, with a view of the marble filled entryway and some exhibits of stuffed Pokemon, along with a display of a fossilized Gyarados. Jack found an employee dressed in a red suit handing out flyers and walked over to him, Lana waddled as quickly as she could to try to keep up with his long strides.

“Morning, I have a meeting with the curator?” Jack asked uncertainly.

The employee eyed him for a moment, then shrugged. “Yes, take the elevator to Basement One down that way-” He pointed to his right to a hallway near the exit turn-styles to the museum.

“Thank you very much.” Jack said and headed over. It was nearly 10:00 so he did hurry a bit, but Lana was breathing heavily as she waddled as quickly as her short legs could carry her heft.

“Sorry...” She gasped for air as they entered the elevator. “Short legs.”

“All good.” He said, admiring the young woman as her whole gut rose and fell with every strained breath.

“Oh Jack, just curious, how old are you?” Lana asked.

“Old enough.” Jack said with grin.

“Old enough for what?” Lana asked between breaths.

“Don’t worry about it.” He said with a grin. He saw Lana blush as the elevator door opened, and Jack led they way to another hallway, seeing a sign that read “Administration Offices” pointing down the hall. Upon arriving to the lobby of the Admin offices, Jack saw quite the sexy sight behind the secretary desk.

The woman sat in a very wide swivel chair. She was one of the largest women he’d ever seen, bordering 450 pounds of weight by his guess. The pink haired woman wore glasses and black shirt that barely fit her. She typed away on her computer, oblivious to Jack and Lana’s entrance.

He walked up closer to her and saw she wore a headset, but had a badge showing the name “Malva.”

“Excuse me?” Jack asked.

Malva appeared to be a bit surprised as she suddenly turned to him then calmed. “Oh, are you the 10:00? One... Jack Cobal?”

“Yes indeed.” He replied.

“Go on in, she’s waiting for you.”

Jack motioned for Lana to take a seat and she nodded. He gave a slight knock and caught the nameplate reading “Felina Ivy.” He opened the door, seeing an even more appealing sight. The curator looked to be in her thirties, but was even bigger than her secretary. She was probably the second biggest woman he’d seen in Alola, behind Lusamine, easily passing 500 pounds, probably around 510 pounds by his guesstimate. She sat in a power chair, and his eyes darted to the biggest wrack he’d ever seen, enormous, sagging breasts that stretched the whole way over her domed gut. He could tell she wasn’t wearing a bra. His erection began to throb in his pants.

“Mr. Cobal?” The woman asked.

“Yes.”

“You can uh... stop staring.” She said, with a slightly deep, annoyed voice.

Jack blushed. “Sorry I... I don’t know what’s going on with me.” He said, doing everything he could to not look back at her enormous, hypnotic breasts.

“Well, I appreciate the flattery, but I’m working.” The woman said.

“My apologies, Ms. Curator.”

She smiled. “You can just call me Professor Ivy.”

“Will do.”

“First I’d like to extend my gratitude for your generous donation to the museum endowment fund. Without support like yours, this place would not be the world class Natural History Museum it is today... So what did you want to see me for today?”

Jack nodded, catching glimpse of her rack again before regaining composure.

“Er, Mr. Cobal, the staring...”

“Fuck I’m sorry...” Jack said, shaking his head.

“I know I’ve really let myself go recently, and you’ve given the biggest donation this museum has received since your father, but I don’t appreciate being an exhibit for your disgust.” She said sternly.

“Uh... it’s not out of disgust.” Jack said. “It’s... out of lust.”

Professor Ivy’s jaw dropped. “Oh uh... Mr. Cobal, I had no idea...” An awkward pause proceeded as Jack stared into Professor Ivy’s sleepy brown eyes.

“Okay... Can you stand up for me?” Ivy asked.

Jack complied, and saw his raging hard on had escaped all bonds of being subtle. His excitement was on display for the curator to see. “Turn to the side.”

Jack nodded sheepishly and realized she was getting a profile view of his dick.

“Mr. Cobal, I think we need to get you some release before we can continue this meeting.” Ivy said, moving her power chair to the convenient, large couch on the wall, surrounded by bookshelves. “Help me out of this, will you?” She asked Jack as she prepared to heave herself from her power chair.

Jack was quite mesmerized so it took a moment before he realized what she wanted from him. He got next to her and offered the 500 pound woman a hand. In a valiant effort that took multiple heaves, Professor Ivy was able to get out from her power chair and onto the couch. She breathed heavily while she sat, causing her whole body wobble. “Now help me get this shirt off...”

Jack got her enormous shirt off, revealing her enormous breasts. “None of my bras fit anymore, and they were too much hassle to get on and off every day.” She explained. He also got a good view of her multi-rolled belly. “Well hurry up and whip it out.” Professor Ivy said.

“Oh... yeah.” Jack replied, dropping his pants, then maneuvering his underwear around his junk, freeing his erect cock from its confines. Professor Ivy gasped.

“Okay... that might be the biggest dick I’ve ever seen...” She said, taking her fleshy arm grabbing her tits, spreading them out a bit. “You may have to hold onto ‘em a bit, they’re heavy.” She said, referencing her ridiculous breasts.

Jack took one in each hand, massaging them gently, caressing her nipples with his fingers.

“Ooooh it’s been a while since they got this attention...” Ivy moaned. Jack then positioned his cock underneath her tits, forcing him to bend over a bit. He began to push his cock up and down between Professor Ivy’s fatty tits. It felt heavenly, and it didn’t take him more than a few minutes to spew his seed on her tits.

“My goodness that was a load.” Professor Ivy said with a grin. “And are you still hard?”

Jack nodded. His dick didn’t need a break thanks to the fertility aura the Ultra Recon Squad had blessed him with, and he was still captivated by the sight of his cum all over Ivy’s breasts.

“Well, I didn’t think this would be necessary, but I’m getting pretty horny myself.” Professor Ivy said, and began the titanic task of maneuvering herself into a laying position on the couch. She spread her legs as far as she could, but her belly overhang hid her pussy from view.

“You’re gonna have to...*pant pant*... lift up my rolls...” She said between breaths.

Jack took delight at the opportunity to fuck the 500 pound beauty and got on top of her, cupping her belly fat and pushing it up, revealing her unshaved pussy.

“How’s it looking? I don’t see it too much these days...”

“Little hairy, but that’s no problem.” Jack said as he maneuvered his way inside her. It took a little bit for her to loosen up, but soon he was riding the 500 pound woman hard. Initially she tried to stay as quiet as possible, but his pace quickened and his cock pushed itself deeper inside her, silence became impossible. A hand found one of her juicy, fat titties and squeezed and pinched it. His endurance was much longer this time around, and he was able to last until Professor Ivy began to cum.

“Fuuuuuuuuuck!” She roared as she climaxed. He followed not long after, not bothering to pull out.

After Jack hopped off and got his pants back on, Professor Ivy finally spoke. “Oh that was amazing... Even better than your father.”

Jack did a double take. “Did I hear you right?”

“Yeah...” Professor Ivy said, pride spilling into her words. “I was a TA at the Academy on Melemele. He fucked me on a couch in the teacher’s lounge, even the same color as this one.” She said with a giggle.

Jack smiled, trying not to make things awkward. He’d never thought he’d be Eskimo Brothers with his dad, but he shouldn’t have been surprised considering his large, lusty, appetites. “Want some help getting your shirt back on?” He said, trying to change the subject.

“No, this is fine...” She said, yawning. “So let’s get down to business then, what’s the reason for the appointment?”

“So, apparently there’s something my father’s estate donated here some time ago...” Jack began.

“No, Mr. Cobal doesn’t have his name on anything in this museum.” She replied bluntly.

“Well it’s not under his name, it’s actually a secret that it’s here in the first place.” He explained.

“So you say?”

“Yeah. There’s a code-word I’m supposed to say... ‘Necro-Z’ I believe.” Jack said. “Should be under the title of Crystalline Anomaly in your archives.” Jack said.

“Craaaaap.” Professor Ivy groaned. “Now I gotta get up.”

“Sorry to be a bother, but it could be very important.” He said.

“I get you... You said the magic words my predecessor warned me about.” She said.

A few minutes later, Ivy had her shirt on and was back in her power chair and behind her desk, looking through her computer. She spent a number of minutes on the computer, a grimace on her face the whole time. Finally she took a deep breath and shook her head.

“Well Mr. Cobal, we do have it, I just have to have it looked for.” She said.

“How long do you think that’ll take?” Jack asked.

“Could take all night. There’s a lot of stuff in our vaults.” She explained. “I’ll have some people get on finding it ASAP though. What do you want with it anyways?”

“That’s much appreciated, and I need to have it studied. There’s some weird stuff going on, and I got roped into it because of whatever the object is.”

“Is there a picture you have for us?” She asked.

“No, but I can describe it for you, it’s very distinct...”

Many phone calls to the museum vault employees later, Ivy looked at Jack intently.

“So you want to have it studied... Where’s it going?" Professor Ivy asked.

“Well, it’s supposed to be going to Dr. Burnet’s lab for research.” Jack replied.

“Well that’s good.” Professor Ivy said. “They have very good security there as well. My issue is with transporting it...”

“Well no one knows what this thing is, so I don’t think that’ll be an issue.” Jack said.

Professor Ivy sighed, causing her multiple chins to wobble. “The old curator didn’t say much about this, but said if the code word was ever uttered I’d need a Kahuna’s help.” She said. “Considering how secretive this thing is, I think you’re going to need a number of trustworthy security guards. How many do you have with you right now for transporting it?”

“Well, not enough, I’ll grant you that.” Jack said.

“I think we’ll have it ready for transport tomorrow, I’ll call the Kahuna to be here. she should be told at least a little bit of what’s going on.” Professor Ivy said. “We should have it ready by 3:00 tomorrow, sound good?” She asked.

“Uh, yeah...” He said.

“Although if you’d like to come here early and uh...” Professor Ivy blushed. “Repeat our little fun time, you can come on by a bit earlier.”

Jack smiled wickedly. “Sounds perfect to me.”

“Okay well, I have to get ready for my next appointment. Enjoy the rest of your day, see you tomorrow.” She said, dismissing him.

Jack exited rather quickly, not bother to check his hair. Malva and Lana both looked at him very intently. He smiled and gave a thumbs up.

“Have fun in there?” Malva asked with a cheeky grin.

“Most definitely.” Jack replied, eyeing Malva’s 450 pound physique with delight. He caught her blushing. As he passed, Malva pushed her chair out and waddled into the office, and Jack heard Professor Ivy begin to speak.

“Oh Malva, I just got fucked by the biggest cock I’ve ever-” The door slammed shut, and Lana looked at him with an open mouth.

“Did you hear that just now?” Lana squealed.

“Yup.” Jack said with a smile, trying to be cool. “You hear the stuff earlier?”

“Yeah.” Lana nodded, jaw still hanging loose. “Sounded amazing. I’m still a bit excited if you know what I mean...”

Jack smiled and looked her up and down, feeling blood begin to rush to his loins once more. “Let’s get back to my hotel and I’ll repay the rides you gave me today with a couple rides of my own.”

“Ooooh, I like the sound of that.” Lana said, cheeks red and a big grin on her round, fleshy face.