Alola Girls Ch. 16 (BBW, WG)

Chapter 16

After putting on his new pair of pants and making sure he looked presentable, Jack emerged from the bathroom quite fatigued. Zinnia shook her head with a grin as he scoped out the party guests. It seemed the ceremony was formally over and everyone was gathering in small groups, continuing to chat.

He saw Sina, in all of her big, beautiful, goodness at the bar taking shots with Roxanne and Candice.

“Oh they have dessert. Be right back.” Zinnia said as she began waddling over to the catering table. As his eyes followed Zinnia to the table, he saw a very interesting sight. A chocolate fountain had appeared for dessert and among the gaggle of women hovering around it, he saw Giselle, the cute, young teacher was loading up multiple marshmallows on a fondue fork. Once nearly half of her fondue fork had stabbed through the marshmallows on it, she plunged them into the found greedily. Once coated in chocolate, Giselle took the fork out of the chocolate and began eating with abandon, chocolate dripping off her prize and onto her clothing and the surrounding floor. Due to the numerous chocolate stains on her shirt and around her face already, this had not been her first serving.

“Enjoying the view?” The familiar voice of Kukui asked.

“Professor-” Jack stammered.

“I’m guilty too.” Kukui said, putting his arm around Jack. “You wanted to talk about something?”

“Yeah...” Jack looked around to make sure the coast was clear before beginning. “Lusamine says Aether needs something my estate has ownership of. It’s in some vault in a museum here in Alola apparently. She said it could save Alola from some great cataclysm.” Jack looked around once again for any eavesdroppers and put his mouth close to Kukui’s ear. “Something that could involve what Sabrina called Necrozma.”

Kukui broke and looked into Jack’s eye with shock. “Oh shit.” Was all he could muster initially. “What’s the ‘something’ they need?”

“Lusamine thinks it could be a Z-crystal. I don’t know anything else.” Jack said.

“Get your staff on researching it ASAP. I’ve only heard of Necrozma in a couple ancient texts, but it’s insanely powerful. One source says the Tapus were little match for it in the battle it waged with the them.” Kukui shook his head with disbelief. “I just had a breakthrough with my research that involves Necrozma as well, weirdly enough.”

“Oh? That’s a coincidence.”

Kukui shrugged. “Got a theory that I hope I never get to prove.” Kukui said. “Whatever your staff scrounges up on it, send it to me. I’ll go with you to the vault.”

“Great.” Jack said. “I’ll get right on it.” Kukui gave him a playful pat on the back and he went to join Professor Juniper, Bianca, and Lorelei at the bar. He sent a long text to Hilda, asking her to inquire about anything his estate may have had in an Alolan museums, specifically artifacts or weird rocks.

When he looked up from his phone, he saw Sina stumbling over to him. “Hey there *urp* Jack!” The very impaired fat woman called out.

“Hey there Sina, congrats-” Jack was cut off mid sentence as Sina nearly fell on him.

“Sorry I...” Sina said, red-faced and very inebriated. Jack used all of his strength to get her back upright, still supporting the very plastered young woman even when she stabilized. “I’m reeeeally drunk.”

“I can tell.” Jack said. “Everyone wants to take shots with an award winner.”

Sina smiled proudly. “You bet your ass!” She said loudly, suddenly he felt Sina’s hand gabbing his ass and giving it a squeeze. She giggled and whispered to him. “I want my real reward, Jack.”

“Uh yeah...” Jack said uneasily. “How about later tonight? After Clair’s match at The Brig?”

Sina shook her head. “I’ll be throwing up by then. Now...” She said, releasing her hand off his ass and putting her arm around his waist. “Please, I got the award and you didn’t text me baaaack...” She begged.

Jack smiled, he couldn’t resist a good beg, no matter how exhausted his genitals were. “I got the penthouse for the night. Follow me...” Jack said.

“Fuck I love how rich you are.” Sina said as they made their way for the exit.

“Zinnia!” Jack called out. Zinnia turned, mid chocolate fountain dip and grimaced. Jack made a phone hand-signal and then pointed up. Zinnia shrugged and put her mouth over the marshmallow impaled on the fondue fork.

It took a little while to get to the elevator since Sina was having a hard time walking straight. Jack was beginning to have his doubts Sina would remember any of this, and whether it was ethical to be taking advantage of the shit-faced young woman.

The penthouse was at the end of the hallway, getting its own little entryway. He realized he didn’t have a key to the room, so he knocked loudly.

May answered the door quickly. “You’re not room service.” She said, slightly disappointed.

“This one’s a little too worse for wear.” Jack said as he led the struggling Sina to a bedroom. He didn’t get much a of a glance at the place, but it had a deck overlooking the sea with a clear wall so the view wasn’t obstructed. He led Sina to the master bedroom and laid her on the bed.

“Finally...” Sina said, and she started to try to take her dress off. Jack’s dick livened up a little bit, but not nearly as much as it had for Lusamine a very short while ago. Perhaps he’d reached his limit, finally.

“Let me wash up real quick.” Jack said as he went to the bathroom.

“No I... like ‘em sweaty.” Sina struggled to say. Jack took one last peak at Sina, seeing her struggling to get her clothing off. He shut the bathroom door and whipped out his phone.

Jack: She’s super drunk and needs to sleep. Gonna stall in the bathroom until she’s passed out.

May: Sounds like a plan.

Jack took the time to strip down and take a shower. His dick wasn’t even red from the handjobs and general overuse it had been put through in the past couple hours. He took a very long shower, trying to clear his head. He checked his phone and saw May had told him Sina was passed out and had left some water for her. Jack took his time drying off and get re-dressed with his new pair of pants. He chilled out on the balcony, chatting with May for a while before Zinnia texted him.

Zinnia: Lusamine left, May’s free to come down. Couple people wondering where the after party is.

Jack: I’ll be down at the bar in a bit. Got Sina a bed to sleep on, she was shit-faced.

Zinnia: I’ll tell her friends.

Jack and May went downstairs, picking up another room key before heading to the bar. They and had an electric time. Zinnia did leave for a bit to get her Salamence ready for the battle later that night. Jack hob-nobbed with the school staff, got to know Roxanne, Candice, and Lorelei a bit better. Giselle had started guzzling beer and working through plates of leftover crab cakes from the ceremony.

The clock struck 9:00 and Jack got an idea, so he whipped out his phone and texted Hilda.

Jack: How’d the session with Skyla go?

Hilda: Fantastic. I think Lillie might be a bigger pervert than I am, she just doesn’t know it yet.

Jack: Like mother like daughter I suppose

Hilda: Did you... again?

Jack: Yeah...

Hilda: I shouldn’t be surprised.

Jack: I bet there’s gonna be some fireworks tonight at the penthouse suite tonight. Wanna join?
Hilda: I’m not nearly drunk enough for that.

Jack: We’re going to The Brig to watch Zinnia settle a dispute with another dragon trainer at 10:00. You should come by. One of the trainer school teachers threw her drink in Zinnia’s face.

Hilda: I’m gonna go just to keep an eye on things.

Jack: Whatever gets you here.

Hilda: Asshole

Jack, Zinnia, May, and a chunk of the teachers keeping the party going headed over to The Brig. It was only a couple blocks away, but the gaggle of hefty women made very slow progress. A bouncer clad in back with a blue bandanna awaited the group at the door as the ladies pulled their IDs out. Zinnia hadn’t said a word on the way over, and Jack could tell she was more focused now than he’d ever seen her.

When it was Jack’s turn to show his ID to the bouncer, the muscular man stopped him. “You’re the only guy here? Damn Scamp, you gay or rich? Or both?”

“Well Archie, he’s definitely rich.” Lorelei said. Archie immediately handed back Jack’s ID and gave Lorelei a hug. Lorelei eyed Jack with a grin. “The fact he hasn’t slept with my girl Leaf yet means the jury’s still out on him being gay.”

May turned to him, trying to hold back a laugh. Leaf appeared at Lorelei’s side, blushing and uncomfortable.

Jack waited for Zinnia and May to get through security before going to the bar and ordering a  drink. The place had a low ceiling, some pool tables, and a dark ambience to it. It was quite packed, and Jack went up to the bar expecting to wait a while for a drink.

The bartender caught his eye immediately. Even in the dim room he could tell she was his type. Brown skin, long black hair with a blue streak on each side of her face. She had a very impressive body to him. She was quite tall and probably only in the 220-230 pound range, but her curves were out of this world. Her gut stuck out, and her hips and breasts were huge for her size. The hours had appeared to recharge him down below, and Jack’s dick was reminding him it had been a couple hours since it was last used, and was apparently ready to go again.

Lorelei appeared next to him. “Hey Shelly, how’s it going?” She called out, and the bartender who was in the middle of pouring a beer from a tap, turned and smiled.

“Hey there Lorelei, be right with you!” Shelly replied, then looked out into the crowd. “Hey, new girl, where you at?” She demanded.

Jack turned to Lorelei. “What’re you having?”

“Only ales for this girl.” Lorelei said, indicating her massive gut. “Where do you think this beer gut came from?”

Jack shrugged. He was drunk enough to not care that he’d been drinking mostly wine the whole night. Jack peaked at his phone, expecting something from Sina, but to no avail. He decided to send her a text telling him where the group had gone, and that she could order room service when she woke up. Lorelei then asked for a pitcher Tidal Wave Ale, and Jack looked up to see the bartender and his jaw dropped.

Behind the bar was the same dark haired, short-skirted, spoiled brat he’d seen the previous day: Dawn Berlitz. He could hardly believe his eyes. She didn’t appear to notice him as she turned away to get the pitcher. Jack wordlessly watched her as the other girls in the crew went to the patio to find a spot to watch the Clair-Zinnia match. She grabbed a pitcher and held it awkwardly to the taps and Jack almost laughed out loud. She didn’t tilt it as she poured it, leaving half of it with foam.

“The hell is that?” Lorelei scoffed at Dawn’s attempt at pouring a beer.

Dawn grabbed the foamy pitcher and brought it over to Lorelei and Jack. “That’ll be twenty one-”

Lorelei shook her head in disbelief. “You call that a pitcher? That’s not even half.”

Dawn frowned. “It’s really foamy today. I don’t know what’s wrong with it.” She replied matter-of-factly.

Jack stayed silent, not wanting to be noticed quite yet. Lorelei opened her mouth. “I’m surprised Shelly hadn’t shown you how to pour a beer yet, let alone hired a bartender who doesn’t know how to pour a beer properly.”

“Well it’s my first night, and I know how to pour a beer.” Dawn retorted.

Lorelei laughed and Jack decided it was finally time. “Ms. Berlitz, you clearly don’t know how to pour a beer properly.”

Dawn turned to him and her face went from smug victory to absolute horror. “M-m mister Cobal, I uh...” Dawn stammered.

“Hey Dawn, something wrong?’ Shelly called over as she walked over, now seeing the dilemma.

“Shelly, your girl here doesn’t know how to pour a beer.” Lorelei complained. Dawn looked at Shelly, unsure of what to do.

Shelly looked at the beer, then glared at Dawn. “Are you serious?” Shelly said, in utter disbelief.

Dawn struggled to answer.

“It’s a yes or no question, Dawn.” Shelly demanded.

“I-I... Don’t know.” Dawn struggled. Jack could already see tears welling up in her eyes.

Shelly folded her arms and began to speak with disdain. “So you lied to me to get this job? You can’t even pour a beer, let alone make any drinks. You even pour soda awkwardly.” Jack recognized the tone in Shelly’s voice, he’d been on the receiving end of it in his past before the trust fund came in. He’d heard it from teachers, peers, and a few times from the captain of the guild he’d joined in Mauville.

Dawn looked to the floor, her body tense and defeated. Jack realized he actually felt bad for her. Arrogant brat that she was, she was getting a dose of the real world for the first time. If anyone understood the immense differences between the life of luxury and the harshness of the real world, it was himself.

Shelly was pulling her wallet out and grabbed some dollar bills and handed them to Dawn. “That’s your pay for tonight, get the hell out of here and never come back.” Shelly spat.

Dawn hesitated to reach for the money, her whole body shook with fear.

“Hurry up I don’t have all day.” Shelly said and then she pushed the money into Dawn’s hand and grabbed the pitcher, going to fill it properly.

Dawn stood, dazed for a a few moments. Jack eyed her intently, feeling his pants beginning to grow a bit uncomfortable for the umpteenth time today.

“Hey Dawn, lets talk.” Jack called over to her. Dawn turned to him, tears in her eyes and began to walk to the bar exit. Jack led her out front, passing by Archie the bouncer.

“Out already, scamp?” Archie sounded off.

“Not quite yet.” Jack said.

Dawn tried to hide her face from Archie, and tugged Jack’s arm to go around the corner from his view.

Once out of public eye, the water works began. “I... I can’t believe this is happening.” She said.

“Welcome to the real world, Ms. Berlitz. It’s a bitch.”

Dawn looked up and scowled at him. “This trip has been a... humbling experience.” She said, trying to change the subject. “It’ll be out in the papers in the next couple days, but the Berlitz family is bankrupt. All the money’s gone. I don’t even have enough for a plane ticket back home.”

“I can help with that.” Jack said. “I said I would.” He remembered saying that in a much different tone the previous day.

“I can’t go back... I feel ashamed enough as it is.” Dawn said. “I had so many plans for my life... Charities to open, awards to win. Now it’s all gone”

“Poof.” Jack said. “Overnight.”

Dawn grimaced at him. “Not overnight, the family’s been running a deficit for years.”

“Was seducing me the last hope?”

“Yeah. Any chance of that still being on the table?” Dawn asked.

Jack gave her a perplexed look. “No chance.”

“Any staff position? House manager? Etiquette teacher-”

Jack shrugged. “Well, there might be one opening...”

“I’ll start tonight." Dawn saw the opening and pushed forward.

Jack smiled devilishly. “You won’t like it.”

“I don’t like the idea of going homeless. Or becoming a stripper.” She said, visibly cringing at the thought.

“Well, my current maid is getting too fat to do her job.” Jack said, gauging her reaction.

Dawn’s facial expression soured. “I can be so much more help to you. I’d be great with charities-”

Jack held his finger to pause her. “You dug yourself quite a hole with my driver yesterday. Getting a job as a servant is the best you can hope for right now.”

“Can I work my way up eventually?” Dawn pleaded.

Jack shrugged. “Honestly... yeah. But there’ll be a catch.”

“I’ll be the best servant you’ve ever had. I’ll do whatever needs to be done. I’ll address you as the master of the house, any woman will be ‘my lady.’” Dawn said frantically. “This is my only hope.”

Jack’s dick livened up at the thought of this spoiled brat submitting to his will. He smiled, thinking it had to be a joke. “You’ll really call me master?”

“Yes, as the master of the house...” Dawn realized what he implied, a master-slave relationship and even in the dim light outside the bar he could tell her face had reddened. Dawn took a deep breath. “Yes, I will. Until I’m deemed an equal to the other staff.”

“Well, there are some things you’ll have to know.” Jack began, reveling in the idea of revealing how much a pervert he was to the desperate brat. “First off, I don’t keep the company of one particular woman.”

Dawn shrugged. “You’re rich and powerful, that’s normal...”

“I have a harem.”

“Oh... okay...” Dawn said, failing to hide the dejected tone in her voice. “Any openings?”

“Not quite... They’re all fat as well.”

“Unexpected but not unheard of... A luxurious lifestyle...” She trailed off. “Surely you wouldn’t want me to get fat?”

Jack chuckled. “Seeing you become a fat, concubine of mine is the main reason I want you to come with me.”

Dawn’s jaw dropped. “But, I could be your public face...”

“And what better face to have, then one that advocates for body positivity?” Jack said.

Dawn scoffed, truly stumped. “Wait, if you want me in your harem then let’s fuck right now and make it official-” Dawn said, reaching out for him.

Jack grabbed her and stopped her. “Not in your current state.”

“You’re really that crazy about fat chicks?” She said, confused, almost insulted.

“Not quite that. It’s your attitude that needs fixing.”

“Oh... Well I’ve been really humbled recently. I’m sure that counts for something.”

Jack shook his head. “You still have a lot of pride. That needs to be cut down a bit, and what better way than becoming the bottom of the totem pole?”

Dawn sighed. “I see your point. Will I get paid at least?”

“Of course. And there’ll be bonuses for good work. You’ll have to do two things before I make it official though.”

“What else?” Dawn said, annoyed.

“You’ll have to apologize to my driver from yesterday, Zinnia. And beg for her forgiveness”

“Okay, that shouldn’t be too hard...”

Jack shook his head. “No, I mean beg, as in ‘get on your hands and knees and kiss her feet’ kind of beg.”

Dawn cringed, then collected herself. “If that’s what it takes. What else?”

“You will refer to every staff member of mine as ‘Mistress,’ and you already said what you’d refer to me as.”

Dawn shrugged. “More humbling?”

“Yup.”

“The money will be worth it though, right?” Dawn asked.

“Yes. Housing, food, and benefits are provided, and you’ll get a good salary.”

“If I’m going to demean myself like this for you then I need something in return.” Dawn stated.

“Already making demands?”

“No it’s... I just...This arrangement, it must be secret from my family. And the Sinoh press.”

“I assure you it will be.” Jack replied.

“Okay, good.” Dawn said with a sigh of relief. “So when do you sweep me away to my new life?” Dawn asked.

“Well, you have a hotel room?”

“Not for tonight.” Dawn replied.

Jack whipped out his hotel key. “Go to ‘The Heart of the Sea’ and find the penthouse suite. It’s on the top floor... Wait, first, I need you to see Zinnia.”

Dawn smiled uneasily. “Right now? In public?”

“Never a better time.” Jack said, calling Zinnia.

“Whacha need, boss?” Zinnia asked, munching on something. “I’m prepping for the match.”

“Come outside the bar. I’m around the corner with someone who has something to apologize to you about.”

Zinnia giggled. “Sounds fun.”

A minute later Zinnia’s 300 pound form appeared, and when she saw Dawn Berlitz her jaw dropped. “You-”

Dawn smiled as fakely as she could. “Hello there, Ms. Zinnia. Nice to see you again.”

“Layin it on thick there, Dawn?” Jack remarked.

“No, I like this.” Zinnia said, stopping him. “Keep going, I like watching people squirm.”

Dawn looked at Zinnia with surprise, then bowed her head. “I... Last time we met I...”

Jack cleared his throat, reminding Dawn about their agreement. Dawn took a deep breath then kneeled on the ground, prostrating herself completely in the dirt. The blood in his loins began to rush to his crotch as he knew what was coming.

“Mistress Zinnia, I would like to apologize for the terrible way I treated you yesterday. I was completely out of line. I beg your forgiveness.”

Jack tried to gauge Zinnia’s reaction. She looked down intently at Dawn, pondering. “Did you say ‘Mistress Zinnia?’” Zinnia asked.

“Y-Yes.” Dawn stammered.

Zinnia smiled wickedly. “Oh I like that, say it again won’t you?”

“Yes, Mistress Zinnia.” Dawn said, keeping her face to the ground.

“Ugh, Jack, why you gotta get me all horny before my big match?” Zinnia complained with a smile.

“Dawn, you forgot something.” Jack chimed in, winking at Zinnia.

Dawn crawled to Zinnia’s feet and kissed the 300 pound woman’s shoes.

“Woah there, what are you...” She stammered as Dawn retreated to her prostrated position.

“I beg your forgiveness, Mistress Zinnia. I’ve been truly awful.” Dawn moaned, face still in the dirt.

Zinnia’s expression went wide eyed and excited. “Dawn, are you going to be joining Mr. Cobal’s staff?”

“Yes, as a lowly servant.” She replied.

Zinnia turned to Jack, smiling with one of the biggest grins he’d ever seen. Zinnia then leaned her hefty self over and tapped Dawn, who broke her prostrated position and looked up. “Oh Dawn, I think we’re going to have a lot fun together. Lets leave the forgiveness for later, you’ll have to make it up to me in the mean time.”

Dawn smiled uneasily. “Yes mistress...”

Zinnia came over and gave Jack a kiss. “I’m going to the bathroom to get myself off before the match. See you out there.” Zinnia then turned and went back in the bar.

Dawn got up off of the ground, brushing the dirt off of her knees and skirt. “Is the rest of your staff like that?”

Jack shrugged. “You have no idea... The plane ticket offer is still there.”

“As long as the Sinoh media doesn’t find out, I’ll be happy to do just about anything.” Dawn said.

Jack shook his head. “You definitely won’t want to say that to the staff. They’re perverted enough already.”

Dawn laughed uneasily. “I suppose I should be heading off to the penthouse then...”

Jack nodded, taking his key out. “I probably won’t be back until pretty late.” He instructed. “There’s a woman in there who got too drunk at the party I was at. That’s Sina, she might be in the bathroom throwing up or just passed the fuck out.”

Dawn swiped it. “Thank you Mr. Cobal... I really appreciate it.”

“Don’t thank me yet.” He said devilishly. “We got a long road ahead.” Dawn nodded and made her back to “The Heart of the Sea.”

As Jack watched her walk off, his phone started ringing. May was calling.

“Hey dude, where the heck are you? I just saw Zinnia go in the bathroom, are you alone?” May asked, concern in her voice.

“I’m walking back into the bar now, had to take care of something.” He walked past Archie, who said nothing this time around.