When the elevator arrived at the ground floor, he stepped out and Hilda, arms folded, awaited him. Upon first glance, she scowled and cursed under her breath, turning angrily and started walking to the exit. "Follow me," she said, temper simmering. They walked out to the front curb with the valets, and a big, black SUV awaited them. "Get in," Hilda ordered bluntly.
Still drunk and a bit perplexed at how things went, Jack hopped in the SUV breathing heavily. Hilda sat directly across from him. It took all his willpower to not eye her exposed thighs.
"First thing, you have to get back to me, Jack. I was about to call security."
Realizing he was very drunk after what was supposed to be an important meeting, he knew showing he was drunk would screw him up. "I'm sorry. I'm still getting used to this."
"And how drunk are you?" she demanded.
"Wha- why would you say that?" he said trying to play innocent.
"You don't think I asked the bartender what happened to you? I'm a professional," Hilda explained. "She said Lusamine had you drunk as all hell."
Jack shook his head. "Not drunk as all hell-"
"You drank four glasses of a drink that was made with two and a half shots," Hilda said. "I'm surprised you can still speak clearly."
That made him pause. "Wait, two and a half?"
Hilda grunted and bit her lip. "Apparently Lusamine tipped extra and asked to make both your drinks extra strong."
"She told me there was only one... no wonder I was feeling it so quickly."
Hilda shook her head. "So when you went up to her room with her, I doubt the only thing you did was 'nap,' right?"
"Uh..."
Hilda grunted. "Your fucking shirt is on backwards, I can put together what happened."
Jack suddenly realized the uncomfortable feeling pushing against his neck was what was supposed to be the back of his collar.
"Did she get any pictures of your..." Hilda got uncharacteristically shy in the middle of the sentence. "...Your, y'know..."
"No..." Jack replied. "You want details?"
Hilda sighed. "It's my job... Did you really go all the way with..."
Jack's face turned into a sheepish grin. "Uh... yeah."
"You banged the head of the Aether Foundation and you haven't even been here for two hours... I'm almost impressed," Hilda said. "Are you really that desperate?"
He didn't appreciate that. "I don't have to answer that."
"I'm sure I'll figure it out soon enough. Please tell me you used protection. Don't need a love child like this getting out in the news."
Jack grimaced. "Alright Hilda, you can lay off. All I did was get my dick wet for the first time... literally ever."
Hilda smiled. "Fair enough," she said. "But if this becomes an issue I will have to report this to the Board."
"I thought I was your boss," Jack joked.
"No, just your babysitter."
Jack couldn't help but cackle at that one. "So what are you going to tell the board about how the meeting went?"
"Hmm... that depends. Did she finish?" Hilda asked.
"Yes, but not during round two-"
"TMI!" she said aloud. "Okay... If you stop being a lunatic and do as I say, no funny business, I'll just say you did some... very beneficial 'relationship construction' with a major regional player," Hilda said, cracking a grin. "You bozo."
"Fair enough."
It took another fifteen minutes to get to the property. About ten minutes outside of town and on a rural, spotty road, the estate had nearly ten acres of land and a mansion a bit above the Kala'e Bay shoreline. It had security fencing and much more inside. They came up to the gate and Hilda went for a remote on the sun visor, pressing it, and making the gate swing open slowly. The SUV pulled onto the property and Jack was amazed. Some jungle covered a part of the land around the entrance, but it cleared up as they got closer to the beach. His drunkeness only made his awe more obnoxious. He'd seen pictures, but they never did it full justice. There was a pavilion and patio area, a large pond with a small waterfall. As they got closer to the mansion he saw the pool house and the surrounding fencing. He noticed the mansion was only two stories but had viewing decks in many directions.
"This is fucking incredible," Jack said loudly.
Hilda shook her head. "Wait until you see the view."
Hilda parked in the carport and Jack stumbled out of a door. Hilda took a key out and opened one of the doors. "Welcome to your new home, Mr. Cobal."
The entrance looked like what a fancy banquet hall would be like, complete with an imperial staircase and pristine walls. The penthouse in Castelia he'd stayed in seemed low class compared to this. Jack walked through the entryway into the den, equipped with multiple TVs, a sound system, art... He could hardly process everything. Then he saw the view and his jaw dropped. Pictures really couldn't do it justice. The shimmering sea, the light blue water and the waves coming in softly. "Paradise is no longer lost," he mused quietly, opening the sliding glass door to the deck, feeling the cool ocean breeze hit his face. He looked down and saw his favorite addition. A hot tub smack dab in the middle of it with a perfect view. He couldn't wait to try it out eventually, but the tour had to continue.
Next up was the dining room. A massive table, seating up to twenty people was in the middle, with an enormous window showcasing more of the view. On the wall opposite the window was a very large bookshelf with more books than he figured he'd ever want to read in his lifetime.
"Funny story about this bookshelf..." Hilda began. "...Apparently it's bolted into the wall from behind. We wanted to take it out, or at least update it but that was going to take way too long."
"Odd... But I don't mind it," Jack said. "Seems kind of out of place for the dining room."
"Yes it does," Hilda replied, then turned her attention to the dining room table. "This can shrink. Your father used to host a number of charity dinners here, set up wealthy people with local foundations..." Hilda explained, hinting at something he could do.
Jack grimaced. The more his dad was talked about the more uncomfortable he got. Besides all of the mental anguish not having a dad growing up had done to him, there was some nagging feeling like the past month of incredible wealth was just some elaborate prank. Like he'd done nothing to deserve all of this, and that he'd lose it. Like he didn't belong in the shoes he was currently occupying.
"Jack, you alright?" Hilda asked, a bit of concern in her voice.
"Yeah yeah..." Jack said uneasily. "Jetlag, losing my virginity, booze..." He lied.
"Yeah, I'll wrap this up," Hilda said. "So here's the kitchen..." Hilda led him through a swinging door into a rather large, near restaurant-sized kitchen, along with the little breakfast nook next to it with a quaint couple of tables, with a large window to the view of course.
"The east wing is this way," Hilda stated, leading Jack to a long hallway of bedrooms, bathrooms, and a living room with a computer and a massive TV in the middle of it all. "These will be for your staff," Hilda explained. "So they don't have to bother you and vice-versa."
"Is this where you're staying?" Jack asked bluntly.
Hilda rolled her eyes at her drunk boss. "Yeah, my room is the first door by the entrance."
"Nice."
"Well I am the first member of the staff. Hopefully not the only," Hilda said.
Hilda then led him back through the mansion, through a couple more common rooms, leading him finally to the master bedroom. It was quite spacious, with an exceptionally made bed and a sliding glass door, a side entrance to the main deck. The bathroom was spacious, as was the massive walk in closet. There was a security door there, however, with a panic room. There were a number of bells and whistles he hoped he'd never have to use, including a bathroom and enough non-perishable food and water to last a month. Hilda led him back out to the main living room, and Jack realized he probably should say something for all the work she'd done.
"Hilda, I know I've been a weird ass so far today, but I really do appreciate all the work you've put in. This place is incredible."
Hilda folded her arms smugly. "Well, thanks for the words at least. It hasn't been occupied in almost five years, so there was a lot to update. And I think the contractor who put the hot tub in the deck might want to kill you."
"Thanks for the warning," he paused, and Hilda stayed standing, waiting for something. "Sorry I didn't let you pick the staff, I wanted to give my own personal touch to it."
"It's fine. I was told to expect getting overruled in the first few weeks of this job," Hilda explained. "Except with you getting drunk and hooking up with Lusamine on day one, we're par for the course."
"Yeah... that wasn't my plan. I'm really sorry about earlier Hilda."
Hilda smirked dismissively. "Sorry implies change, so I hope you keep to it," A long pause settled in. He didn't know if he should interject, but Hilda finally broke the silence. "I've got some more stuff to look into. You okay to chill for a while?"
"Yeah. I need some sleep."
"Drink some water before you do. At least attempt to fight the hangover."
Jack nodded and headed over to his bathroom. Sure enough there was a water filter for him to drink from, he made sure to drink a good deal before crashing.
He woke up a few hours later, pleasant dreams with Lusamine's voice echoing inside his head. When he came to, he realized he had another raging hard on under the sheets. "What is this, evening wood?" he muttered to himself, then got out of bed and into the bathroom. He'd only had pajama bottoms on when he went to sleep, and when he went to grab his dick but realized something was off.
Not only was it hard, but something had changed about. It felt... bigger? He thought he might just be hallucinating, but he had a hard time getting his dick out of the hole in the PJ pants and opted to just drop the front of his PJs to free his dick. He looked down, and even though it was hard, it looked like it had grown longer and even a bit girthier since the last time he looked at it.
"Does sex really do that?" Jack asked cluelessly. After hearing himself say that out loud he smacked himself in the forehead for thinking of something so dumb, and then aligned himself up to pee. The pleasant relief of all that pent up pressure was ruined a second in when he realized his instinctual aim was way too high above the bowl and had started splashing about a third of the way up the toilet bowl lid. He cursed and re-aligned it with his hand, feeling odd, because even his hand felt smaller compared to his dick.
"Maybe I'm just freaking out," he said to himself as he took care of business in the bathroom, cleaning up a bit of his mess after.
Afterwards he got a robe on and went out to the deck. His stomach felt a bit uncomfortable, and he had a nagging headache. He took a look out to the bay and saw the sky was beginning to darken. He checked his phone and saw it was close to 7:00 PM. He yawned and shook his head quickly to try to get some more blood pumping to his brain. He then remembered his little "afternoon delight" with Lusamine and couldn't help but feel a bit proud. His stomach roared and he bent over, feeling quite a bit of hunger pain. He went to the kitchen and found some peanuts in a drawer and shoved a couple handfuls in his mouth before going to look for Hilda. He eventually found her in the office not too far away from his room.
"Good morning sleepyhead," Hilda said, eyes fixed on her computer screen.
"Is there anymore food here?" Jack asked.
"No," Hilda replied coldly. " How hungover are you?"
"Scale to ten... prolly a three."
Hilda shrugged. "Can't be helped. I assume you're hungry?"
"Very."
"I'd like to keep looking through these..." Hilda pondered things for a moment. "Well, typically you shouldn't leave without a bodyguard, but we're a little short on those at the moment," Hilda pondered some more out loud. "You're just getting some fast food, right?" she asked.
"Yeah, that's the plan."
"Okay, so there are a couple cars you can take if you want," Hilda said, opening the drawer next to her and finding a pair of keys. "This is to the SUV. It's out front," Hilda mentioned. "It has a remote inside for the gate for when you need to get back in. Don't stay out too long, you don't have a bodyguard."
"I think I can handle myself a little bit. I have my pokemon with me, and no almost no one knows I'm here," he said, retreating to his room and getting changed. Then he took the keys and walked out front. A large black SUV awaited him, next to a bright red sports car. "Maybe next time," he said with a grin, looking at the sports car. He hopped into the luxury vehicle and pulled out. There was some wilderness between the estate and the Hau'Oli outskirts, and it was his first time driving on the road so he took it slow.
A few minutes passed, and he hadn't seen a car at all for almost a mile when he saw a floating blue and purple light in the middle of the road just ahead of him. He slowed down, but it didn't move from Jack's path. He had to come to a stop about 15 feet from the floating figure.
The thing turned to him and shivered a bit, causing it's light blue, pom-pom shaped appendages to move. Jack could tell it was some sort of pokemon, but he'd never even heard or seen any like this one. He put his car in park, turned the hazards on, and got his Poke Ball containing his trusty Mightyena ready in case something happened. He started to approach the oddly colored object when he heard a frustrated, feminine voice.
"Nebby, get back here!" The floating figure swiveled around to the brush and started shaking more intensely than before.
Jack kept one hand on his belt and raised his hand to wave at the pokemon, but he saw something else instead. Out from the brush on the side of the road came a young woman. She had a dirty white dress and a white hat with silvery blonde hair flowing from underneath it. She was rather skinny, except for two enormous breasts popping out that jiggled with each labored step. . Her white dress was stained, and she was out of breath. He couldn't help but think the busty young woman in front of him was rather hot. His pants began to grow rather uncomfortable.
"Hey there," Jack called out to her.
"Hey!" The girl wheezed. "Could you help me?"
Jack took his hand off his poke ball and walked over. "Yeah, what's going on?"
The girl looked absolutely ragged the closer he got. Stains and tears littered her dress. She'd obviously been out in the wilderness a good while.
"I uh... It's hard to explain," she said then pointed a slender arm to the odd pokemon. "Nebby here teleported us out into the forest out here in the morning, and we've been so lost," the blonde girl explained. "What island are we on?"
"Melemele." Jack replied.
"Would you mind taking us to Hau'Oli?" she asked.
"I can do that. Hop in," Jack said, motioning to the car.
"Oh thank you!" The busty blonde cried out.
"Actually, before you do..." He said as got his keys out. The girl seemed taken aback by his condition. "My name is Jack."
The girl gasped. "I totally forgot to introduce myself," she said, then walked over to him extending her hand. "I'm Lillie."
"Pleasure to meet you, Lillie," Jack said, shaking her hand.
No car had passed by since he stopped, so Jack took his time making sure Lillie got into the front seat okay. She was clearly exhausted, and had to really heave herself onto the step to get into the high up floor of the SUV, her own set of chest melons wobbled as she moved herself onto the seat. When she settled into the seat she sighed with relief. "It's been such a rough day," She said.
"I bet," Jack said, taking his eyes off her. He was completely smitten with the enormous-chested girl in his front seat. Nebby hovered into the car and onto Lillie's lap, covering its lit up face with its pom-pom like appendages, quickly going to sleep.
"Aw, this one is worn out too," Lillie commented.
Jack turned the car on and quickly got rolling. He didn't know his way around too well, but he found the highway leading back to Hau'Oli.
Every time he looked even slightly off the road his gaze ended up on Lillie's enormous breasts, and his erection would rage even harder. To think, he'd run into two blonde haired, busty babes all on his first day in Alola. He had to try and get something else through his mind. "I've never seen a pokemon like that before," Jack said.
"Oh... Yeah... it's a... um..." Lillie clearly had something she wanted to hide. ",,,It's very special," she concluded.
Jack raised his eyebrows. "Is Nebby the species name?"
"Not exactly," Lillie replied, getting a bit uneasy.
Jack sensed her anxiety and didn't want to question her too hard, but curiosity got the best of him. "So, you just appeared in the woods?"
"Well, it's uh... I'm its caretaker. But Nebby teleported us all the way out here."
"Oh..." He paused. "Where were you when you got teleported?"
Lillie tensed a bit. "Well, uh... Aether Island."
"Aether Foundation?" Jack said. "No kidding," he was about to mention he'd met Lusamine earlier that day, but something was telling him not to.
"What about you, Jack. Are you from around here?" Lillie asked.
"Well, I just got to Alola earlier today actually. I'm from Hoenn," Jack said, taking a deep breath and giving the situation some thought. The first stoplight of Hau'Oli up and he came to a stop, turning to his gorgeous passenger.
"Here for a vacation?" Lillie asked.
Jack caught himself peeking at her enormous wrack contained in her white dress. "Uh, no..." He said, trying to play of his gaze, and his extremely uncomfortable pants. "I just moved here, so I'm brand new to the islands."
"Wow... What do you do, if I may ask?" Lillie said.
Jack shrugged. "Well, I'm a trainer..." He started. "But a bit of a trust fund baby, so I'm not sure what I'm going to do here," Jack sensed a question about the trust fund and flipped the conversation back to her. "So you were out in the wilderness all day? Do you have a place you can go? A friend's house?"
Lillie thought long and hard. "Yes, since late this morning." Lillie said. And I may have a friend here on Melemele. But I haven't seen him since I was 13," Lillie said.
That set off some red flags in his mind, thinking he might be an extreme creep. "How old are you now?"
"Eighteen," Lillie said. "Had my birthday last month."
Jack took a big sigh of relief. "Welcome to be being an adult then," he said. "It just gets weirder from here."
"And how old are you?" Lillie asked.
"22," Jack said. "So do you know the numbers of any friends or relatives?"
Lillie shook her head. "No, I dropped my bag when the incident happened," Lillie took a deep breath.
Jack grimaced, then saw a diner coming up, and he turned in. "You hungry?"
Lillie's jaw dropped. "Yes," she declared, holding her aching tummy. "I just realized something," she blurted out.
"What?"
"I don't have any money," Lillie said.
Jack shook his had. "My treat. What about Nebby?" he said, pointing at the oddly colored pokemon still napping on Lillie's lap.
"Nebby should stay in here. Can you crack the windows?" Lillie asked.
"Yeah," the sun was setting so it wouldn't be too warm anyways.
And with that they went in the diner. Under the light, he could see Lillie's dress was very worse for wear. Being face to face with her, he had an extremely hard time not oggling her enormous chest every time he looked at her. She was quite mesmerizing and beautiful, he didn't need his throbbingly hard erection to tell him that. He was barely able to manage much small talk, other than a little bit about where he was from. He left out the part about who he was, though.
After finishing a short stack of pancakes, Lillie yawned. "Oooooh," She moaned. "I really needed that. Thank you Jack," she smiled what was probably the most sincere smile he'd seen in a long time.
"You're welcome, Lillie, I'm happy to help," Jack paused, changing the subject. "So, where am I taking you from here?"
Lillie tensed up. "I'm... I really don't know. There are some things going on at Aether Island... Bad things for Nebby. I don't think we can go back there."
"Oh... I thought the Aether Foundation was all into conservation and helping pokemon," Jack said, drawing on his limited knowledge of the major players in Alola.
Lillie sighed. "They do but... There's a dark side too. They've been performing tests on Nebby... Bad tests," Lillie's eyes began to water.
"It's okay Lillie, I didn't know. You don't have to say anything more about," Jack said, trying to re-assure her. "So you have a friend on Melemele?"
"Honestly, I don't even know where he lives on the island, or if he still does." Lillie said, fighting back emotion.
Jack chuckled. Hilda was going to be pissed when he got back. "I've got an extra room at my place if you need somewhere to stay the night."
Lillie smiled uneasily. "I hope that's not too much to ask..."
Jack shook his head. "Not at all. I'm not busy tomorrow, so I can help you find your friend. I do have a... roommate who might get a little pissy though," Jack warned. "Actually, they will definitely get pissy. You might get kind of interrogated," he said, laughing.
"Oh..." Lillie said nervously.
After paying the bill, Jack drove across the street and picked up some groceries from a drug store, leaving Lillie and Nebby in the car. He got her some toiletries as well. As he was loading up the trunk of the luxury SUV, a wave of exhaustion overtook him. "Good thing we're not going hunting for a friend of hers that she doesn't know the location of," he thought. He also was a bit confused as to why he was so exhausted all of the sudden, he had taken a considerably long nap, damn near five hours. "Is the jetlag really this bad?" he wondered silently to himself, then returned his shopping cart and hopped back in the SUV.
"How far away do you live?" Lillie asked when he turned the car on.
"Fifteen minutes outside of town. A little beyond where I found you, actually," Jack said, shifting the SUV in gear and pulling out. At a stoplight, he saw Nebby floating to the back to check out the bags of groceries he'd grabbed.
It was closer to 8:30 when he was back on his estate. Lillie gasped when she saw how expansive it was.
"You live out here? By yourself?" Lillie exclaimed.
"Not quite, my agent does too."
"You must be really rich."
"Something like that," Jack said, grinning proudly. He parked the SUV in the carport and grabbed some bags. He led her to the living room with the view, and Lillie got a glimpse of the view, even at night you could tell it was incredible. Jack then put some of the groceries down. "Hey Hilda, you up?" he called out.
He heard a sour grunt come from the office and he knew he was in deep shit. "Yeah, what is it?"
"Need you out here for something," Jack said. Lillie smiled uneasily.
Half a minute later Hilda emerged in her same outfit and coughed, surely trying to cover her real reaction upon seeing Lillie. "Who are you?" she said after clearing her throat.
Lillie managed a better smile. "My name is Lillie," She held Nebby in her arms and drew attention to him. "This is Nebby, and we were lost in the wilderness when Jack pulled over and saved us-"
"Oh, cool," Hilda said fakely, then turned to Jack. "Can I speak to you in private?"
Jack sighed. "Yeah," they went out the sliding glass door and Jack braced himself for an avalanche of anger.
"The busty girl in there was just 'wandering around the wilderness' you say? Please tell me you're not so daft in the face of a nice pair of boobs."
"It was crazy actually, her dress is really ripped up-"
"Easy to fake," Hilda butted in.
Jack sighed. "Okay, you're right. But have you ever seen a pokemon like that? Ever? I studied the pokemon that are found here, that's not one of them."
Hilda sighed. "What, you want to buy it off her?"
"Why would a pokemon I've never heard of before be with a girl out in the middle of the woods?" Jack asked.
Hilda folded her arms and looked back inside, watching Lillie looking around the living room with her comically large tits leading the way. Hilda shook her head. "Jack, this could very easily be some stupid ploy..." Her jaw suddenly dropped. "Oh no fucking way." Hilda said, reaching for her phone.
"What, what is it?" Jack asked.
Hilda's eyes bulged as she found what she wanted. "That's Lusamine's daughter."
Jack's jaw dropped. "No way-"
"They look the exact same, Lusamine has a daughter named Lillie, and she's probably busty because her mom is really busty too. This innocent girl act is a crock of shit."
Jack took a deep breath. It was a good point and he needed to think on it. "What about Nebby though?"
"The weird pokemon?" Hilda asked. "No clue. Probably some experimental thing from Aether. Maybe trying to blackmail you or some shit-"
"Hey that doesn't make sense. They want my cooperation with some stuff, and they're not about to piss off-"
"Blackmail is a much easier way to get that cooperation," Hilda stated.
"But they want me to not resent them long term," Jack said.
Hilda folded her arms and looked to the shook her head once more. "What do you want with her again? You trying to bang the bust-iest mother-daughter duo in Alola before you've been here for 24 hours?"
"No, I'm not... not with her I'm..." Jack shook his head. "She seems like she needs some help. The pokemon is really throwing me off. I already told her she could stay the night here and we could help her go somewhere else tomorrow," Hilda didn't respond initially. "What else can we do? It's Lusamine's daughter, we can't just boot her out now, they'll hate us."
Hilda grimaced. "Your need to be liked by everyone is going to be a real problem going forward, Jack," she teased, then got serious again. "But also, you're right, it's probably best she stay here tonight. There are no ferries to Aether Island until the morning. So... I'm okay for one night, but no funny business. She'll be staying in the room next to mine. I'll get in contact with some people and figure more things out. But I get to say 'I told you so' if things go south," Hilda paused. "And I will be lording this over you for the rest of your life if they do."
Jack held his hand out, acquiescing to her. "Fair enough," Hilda shook it but her grin soured.
"You do know you have a raging boner down there, right?"
Jack immediately realized the discomfort in his pants. "Fuck, I... I don't know what's wrong with me. It's been doing this since I woke up."
Hilda shook her head. "No public appearances until your libido chills out then. We'll have to take you to a tailor and get you some pants. That's all for now, horn-dog."
The two re-entered the living room, seeing Lillie eyeing the grocery bags. Jack spoke first. "Lillie, you're free to stay here tonight. But tomorrow we're going to have to figure some things out, okay?" Jack said.
Lillie smiled. "Nebby and I can't thank you enough," she said, and turned to Hilda. "I'm sorry to cause any trouble, I don't want to mess with your relationship-"
Hilda cleared her throat. "I'm his assistant, he's technically my boss, but he's kind of an idiot. Nothing more than that," Hilda said.
"Thank you... and what was your name?" Lillie held out a hand.
Hilda kept her arms crossed. "Hilda," she muttered. "And my Bisharp will be watching the halls tonight, so don't get freaked out," Hilda said, taking a poke ball out and releasing the tall steel-dark pokemon into the kitchen. A high pitched whistle filled the room as Bisharp cried out, posing with its bladed hands in a defensive position. Nebby made an odd sound shuddered, turning around to hide behind Lillie.
"And you could use a shower, right?" Hilda said. "I'll get some towels and a robe for you, follow me to where you're staying," the two women left, and Jack took the grocery bags into the kitchen and started unloading what he he'd bought. By the end his body started to ache, and his eyes were beginning to droop with sleepiness.
Hilda returned a couple minutes later. "Jack, you ought to let your Mightyena out tonight to keep an eye on things. Just in case," Hilda said. "Without any proper security, this could be very dangerous."
"Well you're very cautious. I think your Bisharp's got it on lockdown though," Jack said, trying to compliment her. Hilda only grimaced. "I'm going to get some more sleep. All this jetlag," he said, obviously fighting an un-winnable battle with his stubborn agent.
"Good night then," Hilda said, beginning to turn away, then she stopped. "And you definitely have a type."
Jack smirked as he listened to her footsteps go back to her office. He went to the cabinet for some more peanuts before heading back to his room, passing out moments after hitting the bed.