Chapter 1

I tried not to think of myself as an asshole, and do asshole things to other people. But there came a point in my life where I just wanted to say “Fuck it all, and fuck you world.” I now hated people and I hated being around people. Not that I wanted to live under a rock or in some remote cabin building bombs to send to people. I just wanted a quiet life that I did not have to spend around people who had their heads up their ass. People who were so far right and left on the political spectrum just drove me nuts. The only issue was that I was stuck in my life and I was screaming at those who got offended by everything.

Being married was great for a time, but it went stale after awhile. You gain weight and your wife gains weight. Sex gets boring and then all of a sudden she doesn’t want to do it anymore or its not the same since both of you gained more weight. My wife, who I did love, was not doing it for me sexually anymore and I knew she didn’t get excited about me either. I fantasized about other women and jerked of to porn not having sex in months. I tried and tried but there was always a problem, issue or something else that needed to be done. Having a child thrown in on the mix just made it more complicated too.

When you get older, nobody tells you that being out of shape does a toll on the body as you get older. Your knees and back are nothing but sources of pain and the prospect of it going away evaporates as you gain more weight. Getting aroused is not as easy nor does the erection last like you want it too.

I decided on going on a diet and doing some hiking to help. Nothing to strenuous, but a few miles here and there as I cut out junk food and soda or at least cut down on junk food. Doing something was better than staying home eating away my problems. I liked getting out and being able to clear my mind too.

I took up hiking and traveled to areas just for hiking. I called it a exercise vacation. I was hiking on a trail near the Appalachian Trail when it happened. It was almost dusk and the sun had turned a beautiful red color as it was about to dip down for the day. I was overlooking a nice area of the forest watching it, when I saw a flash of light. It was not a big flash but it was a fiery looking flash. I was close enough to the spot and walked downward carefully to the spot making sure I did not to fall on my face.

When I got there the area of the forest looked burned. All of the grass and the small bushed looked perfectly burned in a five foot diameter. It was the oddest thing, as it just looked like a ball of fire flashed and burnt everything and then just went away.

I looked around more amazed that the burn pattern was so perfect and nothing else was burnt. As I looked around I saw a bright sliver looking ball in the ground. As I got closer I could see it sinking into the ground. I picked it up quickly as I dug half of it out of the dirt. It was the strangest thing as it looked like it was trying to burrow itself into the dirt.

The ball was a perfect sphere that looked seamless like a giant ball bearing. It was warm to the touch but not hot. Even as I kept studying it in my hand the sphere continued to stay warm to my touch, just slightly hotter than my body temperature. It was a cold November too and the sphere did not cool down at all.

As I stood there studying this object for what seemed to be like twenty minutes as I saw my phone beep with a text message. I was just about to respond when another flash of light appeared. It was so bright my eyes burned and I felt a force push me down. It was like being hit with a wave at the ocean but not being thrown back to far.

When I opened my eyes I saw four big things standing over me. The things were creatures of some sort. They were not human was their heads were more rounded than a normal person and completely devoid of hair. They had two eyes and slits where the nose would be. There was a tube of some kind near the slits that ran into a backpack of some kind. Their purple eyes looked wide like some sort of Japanese Anime character.

The one closest to me spoke, but it just sounded like grunts. The others spoke after him and it was nothing but a series of grunts to me. It was like they had hiccups and were angry about it too. I wanted to get up and run but my heart was beating so fast. I didn’t see any weapons on them but I had no idea what it would look like.

All I thought was how I made fun of people who said they had alien encounters and now I was going to be one of those people. I wanted to get away fast, but I was on my ass and not in a position to make a run for it; and I was out of shape.

I then saw one of the reach into the backpack of another one. He pulled out a disk looking object and held it in his hand. He stepped close to me and just as he did a white smoke sprayed out all over the place. I waved my hand around but I breathed in as I wondered what was going on.

The smoke disappeared quickly and a calming feeling came over me. It was weird because I was worried and yet calm at the same time. My heart was no longer pounding as my body seemed relaxed. I watch as one of them pulled out a sticking looking device with a black tip shaped like a door knob. He walked cove to me and began grunting again.

“Discovery of spacial boundary locator found, you.” A technical computer sounding voice came from the stick right after the one stopped grunting.

“I just found the silver ball?” I replied being honest and yet still feeling calm.

The once began to grunt again and when he stopped a mechanical voice translated from the stick device. “Employed by Intergalactic Lower Forms Protectorate are you?”

“The what? No. Never heard of them.” I answered back not knowing a thing as I finally stood up feeling calm about the whole situation and wondering why I was calm. The situation called for panic and yet, I was calm.

The one grabbed my bag that was on the ground and began rifling through it. The other one grunted again. “Need clarification. Interfere with the coring drilling collection soil matter amplifier specimen modulator?”

“I don’t know what that it? I just found it after a flash.” I replied as I saw the one going through my bag pull out my snacks.

Although I knew I needed to eat better, I also knew that I still liked having something to snack on. Chocolate covered pretzels was a favorite of mine and it was a small bag. I figured I was hiking and it was not a lot of careless since it was a small bag.

As he opened it I watched him take a bite. The other did the same going through it quickly. There big hands seemingly gentle with the pretzels as each of them ate it. After doing so their grunts were more subtle. They just grunted at each other after eating all of the pretzels.

The one with the black stick translator held one of the pretzels at me grunted at me again but his tone was calm as well. “Need location of this?”

“The store?” I asked not understanding the question.

He grunted again quickly but still sounding calmer than before. “Covering of petrified food is needed. Huerthab is grown here on this planet. Huerthab is wanted by us.”

“You mean chocolate?” I answered wondering why the fuck they wanted cacao beans and what was the big deal with chocolate.

“Chauk ... late.” The creature responded in a mechanical tone as I stood there wondering what he wanted.

I gave a confused look as I asked. “Yes ... chocolate. It’s made from cacao beans. You want me to get you cacao beans?”

“Synthetic modulator cannot replicate chalk o late. Plant matter needed to create chalk o late.”

“You can replicate things but you can’t replicate chocolate?”

“Plant matter to make chalk o late is restricted by Intergalactic Protectorate. Regulation 54629001257.345610. 99. Restricts the synthesis of chalk o late. Conditions for plant matter for Chauk o late only suitable on this planet”

I felt calm still and yet confused. I did hear him say that it was restricted but I still had no idea why or who the organization was. “Why is it restricted?”

“Plant matter for chalk o late only harvested on this planet, unsuccessful off world. Synthesis of plant matter is invalid. Protectorate restricts trade of chemicals and plant based items that have altering abilities.”

I smiled as I think I got what he was saying. “Altering? Like a drug? So chocolate is a drug and gets you high?”

The creature looked in the sky as I knew I needed to change the analogy. “No. So chocolate has an effect on you?”

“Affirmative.”

“And you cannot synthesis it or grow it on any other planet and it can only be found here on planet Earth?” I asked thinking that I figured it out.

“Affirmative.” He answered in a mechanical tone as I smiled from figuring it out.

“Thats a lot of beans though to do it on your own. I mean, I can just get you some chocolate.”

The creature looked at the others and began grunting and then they responded in higher pitched grunts. He then touched something on the black stick and began grunting again at me. “Will create trade contract with you. What is your bargaining proposition?

“I don’t know. What can you offer? Space weapons, a spaceship maybe?” I asked not knowing what to really ask for.

The crackle of his electronically mechanical sound answered me quickly. “Planetary resources in metals limited on this planetary body. Gastonal metal 456129 is limited here. Will trade for Gastonal metal 456129.”

“What is that?”

One of the other creatures walked forward and reached into a container on his side. He then pulled out a small square. I could see it was gold covered and once he put it into my hand and I knew it wasn’t just gold covered but solid gold. It was the size of a cellphone and felt heavy. It must have been a little over two pounds too.

I had to ask as I was about to trade chocolate for gold. “So you are going to trade this for me giving you chocolate?”

“Trade contract will be equivalent weight. Delivery of trade items will be thirty of your planetary revolutions.”

“Okay. I can do that.” I answered feeling not calm but excited. I knew I was going to get gold for chocolate. I couldn’t believe it either ... chocolate.

At first I thought it would just be chocolate that I would trade them for gold. Go to the store and buy a bunch of chocolate bars and be done with it. The aliens, who I did ask later on were names Grondorians from the planet Grondor. Apparently food is synthesized and farming doesn’t exist at all on their planet.”

I bought 5 boxes and then hiked to the spot I saved in my phone’s GPS. They complained about the amount of chocolate I was given them as five boxes was not enough. They were pleased that I got them chocolate though and gave me payment for it, but I was then given specific directions on how much they needed, how to package it and the measurements and weights they needed for each package.

The next month, I had things down pat though. I traded the gold in at the pawn store and was able to get enough money that made me think that this trade agreement was going to be my payday in life. I wasn’t given full value for the gold and was asked a lot of questions to how I came across so much gold that wasn’t marked. Either way I had fifteen thousand dollars from the gold and knew what to do the next month.

They gave me a roll of this strange metal foil. It felt like aluminum foil but did not rip like aluminum foil. It was super strong and flexible too. I used Hersey bars since the squares were easy to break apart and it fit the amount they wanted. Two full bars and five squares of a third bar was to the perfect amount they needed. I melted down the chocolate and made nice squares that I wrapped in the foil they gave me. I was told to make thirty bars and bring it the next month.

I met them at the arranged time and place and had the chocolate wrapped and put in a lunch box cooler that would fit in a knapsack. There were with a box and I showed them what I had. They seemed delighted and then gave me another order for thirty and we were to meet at the same time.

What I did not plan for was the weight of the gold and seeing it. The going rate that I was selling the gold for would give me about one hundred and twenty thousand. More than double of was I was making in a year, and this was one month. I was fucking rich and I could not stop smiling the entire walk back to my car.

I was not about to tell my wife or anyone what I was doing. Nobody would believe me and I was not going to share my wealth either. The only instructions I was told was that the Protectorate forbid intergalactic strangers from visiting the planet. I had no idea Earth was labeled a sort of wild life conservation area since we were considered a lower life form. I was not about to argue and nor did I care that chocolate was a drug to them and I was technically in the drug trade for aliens.

The things I thought about were how to sell the gold without people being suspicious and also maximizing the sale price to the current value of gold. The pawn store was making a profit off of me and not giving time the market rate. With some online research I found a place in Florida that bought bulk gold and dealt with gold traders and business. They weren’t giving me market rate, but they were still a lot better than the pawn store. The only issue was driving it to Florida and how to handle the money.

Spending a good deal of energy on this, I came up with an idea to launder the money and to keep myself hidden from people asking questions. I was going to open a pawn store of my own to disguise the gold being traded and open up a candy store to hide the fact I needed bulk chocolate. I didn’t care if they made money, since I was going to use the cash from the chocolate trade for the real income.

The real inspiration came to me when I was driving back with the third month’s gold. This was going to be the shipment that got me into business and it was going to be my new full time job. I stopped at a Wendy’s for lunch when I saw her. I knew I should be eating better but I was just too happy that I had so much money.

She had to be in her early twenties and had an ass I could not stop looking at. It had the most perfect curve to it and the tight black pants hid nothing of her backside. It was breathtaking as she walked showing off her tight yet curvaceous ass. It was not only tight but bubbled out slightly making it almost impossible not to look at. I joked to myself that her ass could make a gay guy straight.

When she came towards my table I saw her name badge and the most gorgeous set of tits ever. I knew I was way older than her but I still had to see more. Her face looked like a super model to me and her tits made me weak just looking at them. I knew I needed to see more and now I had the money to make it happen.

Maria had long hair that she held up while working and breasts that her uniform could barely contain with hips that screamed for a man to love. She was not short either and was only a few inches shorter than me at six foot. Her dark brown eyes reminded me of a night sky when she looked at me too.

Did I need to hire people, no? Did I want to hire people, yes? Did I need to hire only younger girls in their twenties that had amazing bodies ... oh yes. The only issue was convincing them to work for me. The job I had for them wasn’t a normal job people talk about. It also wasn’t a job that I could give a detailed explanation to why they were doing it either. It seemed odd to anyone why I was making bars of chocolate and wrapping them in foil like I was packaging coccaine to be smuggled.

Quitting my job allowed for me to do what I needed fulltime. I didn’t tell my wife that I quit and went about my day like normal. I traveled to areas close to where the drop off was looking for some hot young girls to work for me. When I thought about how to offer them a job, I knew I needed a backstory and some bullshit.

Telling people you need to package chocolate for aliens was not something people will accept. Packaging altered chocolate with drugs in them for overseas smuggling sounded better. Didn’t have to tell them what drug was in them, just that it needed to be done without them talking about it. The girls had to be cute too as I knew my perverted self was doing it for that reason alone. I could do the work myself, but I wanted this for my own sexual needs.

The entire week I spent looking for super hot girls to work for me. I was slapped, kicked, screamed at and spat on. I tried girl after girl and nothing was happening. It was like nobody wanted my offer of employment no matter how convincing I sounded. The police were called on me a few times and I was questioned about what I was doing too. Every girl would not even let me finish what my offer as before the “No!” came out of their mouth.

Normal girls wouldn’t take my offer no matter how well I spoke to them or presented the idea. I sounded like a pervert or some kind of predator. I decided to make my offer more tempting and offer it to girls who were desperate for money. The more desperate the girl was, the better and more receptive they were going to be to my offer. And I decided to look in poor areas only where I knew people would not turn down money. I needed girls who would do anything for a job and would keep their mouth shut about what I was doing.

My first girl I got was Jan, and I got lucky that I found her. She was a Hooters pick up and was quite perky and outgoing. When they sit near you to chat with you they want a bigger tip. I unloaded on her and then left her a four hundred dollar tip. When I got to my car she was more receptive about my job offer too.

Jan was desperate to stop stripping but didn’t know what she wanted to do. She gave me a whole list of ideas she had but no way to do any of them. My offer was to make sure she had money tho at least choose. She accepted and became my first hire. I loved her outgoing personality and also her athletic build. I was also receptive to know she was going to help me recruit other girls. With my offer being no different than stripping, as she said, I was in business.

I never did get to see her strip but knew with her nice set of natural tits, and a nice ass. She had a lot of makeup on working at Hooters and I could see that she didn’t need it to look as she had a natural beauty to her. In a sea of blondes, Jan had light brown hair in a pony tail that showed off her nice neck. She was tall and had all the attributes you would expect from a girl who flaunted her body. I would have paid her any price she wanted, but only asked for one thousand to help get more girls. She also hit me up for five hundred a day instead of the three hundred I was initially offering.

Irena worked at one of those rundown diners along the interstate. I only stopped in for coffee and spotted her. She was both the cutest girl I saw in a uniform and the youngest at that diner. She had a slight bare noticeable Russian accent, but still had the slang of American to her. She is in her early twenties and from me overhearing her conversation, she was a recent mother too. With a big tip I asked her to sit across from me and tell me why she was upset.

With her dirty blonde hair that she had up and standing about five foot six, she could get any man’s attention. Her thin waist and large breasts had everything a man could dream of and dark grey eyes that had an alluring appeal to them. With no makeup on and a tired look about her, she could easily be overlooked by men for a woman with no baggage.

She spilled her guts about her boyfriend leaving her with their baby and the money from the diner was barely enough to cover rent. She sounded as desperate as they come and I got super excited that I was going to get another girl for my crew.

I told her that I had a job for her but it was kind of on the strange side and might require her to show some skin, but it would be well worth it in the money department. I then quickly mentioned that it was not porn and nothing was going to be filmed. She lowered her head as I knew she was in that desperate need for money. She told me she wanted at least three hundred a day. She smiled when I told her the pay was five hundred.

What I didn’t tell Irena was that when I overheard her conversation with her boss about her needing a quick break to pump her breasts. My porn addiction had evolved to lactation and I just had to have her. Either way, I was going to hire her since she had a cute body and a tight ass for a girl that had birth four months ago.

Not leaving it alone, I went back to the Wendy’s where the idea to hire hot girls came from. Maria was the first person I asked as she looked so fucking hot to me. She had a gorgeous body and a beautiful face to match. She reminded me of a swimsuit model with weight in places all women wanted too. I would have paid anything to see her naked and she turned me down without me even going me explaining how much I was going to pay.

This time, I went back with Jan to help sell the idea. I listened as Jan pitched the idea about making easy money and they already had three girls lined up that she would be working with. Five hundred for four hours and two four hour shifts a week was an offer very few people would decline. Maria admitted that she really did need the money and that she would be my forth for my crew.

Maria explained that she was in college to be a radiologist and worked at Wendy’s because they gave her hours that worked around her schedule. She was Mexican with slight accent but still sounded southern. She had long black hair that was wavy and a body that could make a man cry. She had no boyfriend and was desperate for money to help her parents as well as pay for college too.

Jan said I should search near the trailer parks for another girl. It was strange how she knew what I was looking for. I found a real shitty trailer park and then began looking at dead end jobs that people in a trailer park would work at. I spotted Autumn working at a Waffle House and she looked eager for a better life.

Autumn was the youngest of the four at eighteen. She dropped out of high school early and was working at a Waffle House barely able to cover any sort of life even for trailer park standards. She was very petite and stood only five feet and weight barely ninety pounds at best. She had small tits, but her ass was worth it all. She had the cutest ass I saw and seemed to flaunt it in tight leggings too. It had a small bump to it and it looked tight and fuckable too.

She had mouse brown hair she wore up like she just woke up but a pretty face that could be seen without any makeup though. She had a deep Southern accent but her peppy natured made her seem like she was a firecracker. Watching her work made it seem like she was thirty and running the place too. I wondered what she could have been in a different background too. Jan easily worked her magic and got her on board and my crew of girls was now two.

I told each girl that all they would be doing was making chocolate bars to sell overseas and that they had to melt it into weighted bars and package it. I then added some danger in telling them that the chocolate had opium in it and they needed to stay quiet about it. I even went further in telling them that I was afraid of theft and thats why I needed them to be topless. I was super excited that I was going to have girls working topless while packaging chocolate. I felt like an old pervert, but smiled at the thought of it.

It was going to cost me thousands for the crew of four topless girls, but I wanted them anyway. I felt spending my money on something I wanted was a perk from living a boring life. Just the thought of them working with their tits out gave me an erection too.

The only thing I told the girls was that they could not speak of what we were doing or that they were being paid by me. I also did not like drugs and none of them was allowed to smoke meth or do any other hard drugs. I knew that all did not have boyfriends, but told them that secrecy was paramount. The only threat I gave was that if one of them was fired or told not to come back, all of them would be fired. It was an all or nothing situation so that the girls would hopefully keep each other in line.

I didn’t want to be an asshole and knew I was using desperate girls for a task that did not require them to be topless either. I rationalized this by paying them a large amount of money that they would never have gotten anywhere else. I knew none of them, other than Jan was bringing home a grand tax free for a weekend. They still got to keep their regular jobs too since I planned on only working on Saturday and Sunday.

I purchased a plot of land halfway between my house and the meeting spot for the Gondorians. I quickly had a metal building put in and had heat, air and power installed. It was set back from the road and had a dirt driveway that made it just look like an empty lot. I put in some tables and everything else I would need to do this operation. It took me a lot of driving and phone calls but it was done and in place.

I drove up to my building having five days to kill before dropping off this months batch to the Gondorians. It really only took about a day to get everything done and I was dragging my feet about it since I knew I had the girls coming today for the first time. I figured I would have them work as slow as possible and then have them finish up by tomorrow. I was guaranteeing them two days of pay and I didn’t want to not use them.

Walking in I saw all four of them leaning again the building waiting to get in. I packed more chocolate then I needed seeing that I had them two days and the work only really took me five hours at best.

As I walked up to unlock the door while I had a case of chocolate under my other arm. “As soon as we get in, I will go over what needs to be done and the rules.”

They all walked in after me and I put the box down at the table and looked at them. They were wearing sweatpants, leggings and jeans. They all had on a t-shirt and Jan was wearing a hoodie over hers.

“First, don’t eat the chocolate or steal any of it. Second is clothing. You can wear panties, but thats it. Bring sandals of something like that for your feet but thats the only clothes you allowed to wear. If any of you steals or breaks the rules, I have to fire all of you.”

“Any of you doing somethin stupid, I am gonna slap the fuck out of you.” Jan hissed looking at the others.

I then spoke up not wanting them to argue before I really broke the news to them. “Okay ... okay. This is an easy task with great pay. I don’t want this to come as a shock to any of you girls, but I may slap your ass at times and touch your tits. If you have a problem with that ... there’s the door.”

As I pointed to the door, I could see they needed this more than I expected too, since none of them even said a word about it. I figured in my head that if I was going to grope them, I might pay them a bonus too.”

“Okay then. Strip.” I announce and then watched them.

The sight of the four girls topless goes down at the single best day of my life. Each one of them was super cute in my opinion and their bodies were all youthful and perky. Irene’s tits caught my attention first though. Her nipples were darker and much longer than the others. Her bra had pads in them too as I knew my lactation fetish was about to come true.

I showed them how to work the heater and how much to make for each small brick. It was just a matter of breaking the chocolate bar into squares and melting before pouring. The wrapping took the most time as each brick was double wrapped with plastic and then the special foil. With the extra box I picked up, there was enough for today.

The girls went to work as my eyes feasted on their panty clad butts. Each one of them had a hot backside and I was tempted to slap each of their asses. Jan was the only one wearing thongs and I just imagined seeing her pussy too.

My eyes watched as their tits bounced and swayed with each subtle movement they made. I could see they were shy though as they constantly crossed their arms to cover themselves. I got to see more of their asses then breasts as overtime I looked, they would cross their arms. Even Jan would shy away and she was a stripper.

It was an expensive show to watch as I paid each girl five hundred to see glimpses of their tits and their panties. I knew I would make a move but also knew that my old fat body was not capable to fucking them like I wanted too. I also knew it was too soon to make my move on any of them too.

The second day was a little better but still it was them crossing their arms and turn sign away from me. I did get to see Jan and Maria in thongs though. Seeing Maria’s ass cheeks was worth the price though. She had a killer ass and the curve to it was breathtaking. All in all, I had two months worth of chocolate wrapped and ready to go and the girls felt a bit calmer around me since they did get paid and my hands were kept to myself.

When I delivered the chocolates, I decided to bring all of them and not just the amount they needed. I figured, they could pay me later or that they might have extra on them. I had it ready to go and didn’t want to have it sit around since I had the girls I knew I was going to be to producing more than I needed.