End of Days: The Temptation of April, Part 5

END OF DAYS:  THE TEMPTATION OF APRIL
by UCIBOY

PART V

On the way to Annette's house, the two smokers had nearly finished the pack
that Jezzie had given April and so decided to stop at a local market to feed
their nicotine cravings further.

"I've never done this before," Annette said as she walked into the small store
smoking April's last VS 120.  "Just tell the woman at the counter what you
want, honey."

A day earlier, April never would have thought walking into a store to buy
cigarettes - but that was a lifetime ago.  Now the teenager had a new found
confidence.

"A carton of Virginia Slims 120's Menthols, please.  And one for my friend
also," she said as she threw a glance at Annette who stood with her wallet
ready to pay.

"You don't look 18 to me," the attractive African American woman behind the
register said as she pulled out a carton for Annette.

"I think the law should be changed," April replied as she leaned against the
counter and moved her hand into position. "In fact, I think everyone should
smoke."  April pointed her hand at the woman's chest, feeling the power surge
inside of her so strongly that she instinctively knew she didn't even have to
touch the woman.  "You, too, will obey the power of the smoke."  Immediately
the woman behind the counter closed her eyes as her body began to quiver in
orgasm, a sight to see that literally made April's pussy moisten.  She had
made another smoker - and in the process, she felt a few more pounds magically
disappear from her waist.

"Oh...wow," the woman replied out of breath as she steadied herself against
the register.  "Yes, I see what you mean."  She turned around and pulled out
another carton for April.

"Hon," Annette to April, "I think we're gonna need an extra one for my girls,
hmmm?"

"You heard the lady," April said with a smile as the woman behind the counter
was quickly unwrapping a pack of Newports for herself.  "Make it three." 

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April was looking forward to converting Annette's daughters.  You could say
she was almost giddy at the thought of turning the 12 and 15 year olds into
smokers.  "What a terrible thing to do," she thought with wicked delight.  But
April had not yet realized that she was quickly crossing the threshold into
sin, and Jezzie's warnings about the corrupting influence of her power were
far from her mind.  She thought of this new power as almost a game, and one
that had amazing results on her own physical appearance.  She wondered how far
she could take it.  "How beautiful will I become as my power grows?" she asked
herself during the car ride over.  She didn't even need to make physical
contact with the woman at the market.  Were there any boundaries to this new
power?

"Betty?  Cindy?" Annette called out to her girls as she and April walked in
through the front door.  "Come in here.  I have a surprise for you."

"A surprise?" they called out from their bedrooms as they rushed to the front
door.  And what a surprise it was to see their mother and April sitting on the
couch smoking two freshly lit 120 cigarettes.  

"Mom," Cindy, the older of the two, said sternly, "smoking is bad for you!"
But Betty remained silent as she watched in amazement the two women exhale two
streams of smoke simultaneously from between their lips.  April could tell
immediately that the young one would be the most eager convert.

"Come over here girls," Annette said as she held up the carton of Virginia
Slims.  "I have something for you."

"No...no way," Cindy replied defiantly, "I am not going to smoke."  "But I
want you to smoke," Annette said in a tone that was not as warm as she usually
with her daughters.

"No way!" Cindy shouted back and ran out of the house with the slam of the
door.

"What's her problem?" April asked Annette in shock.

"Well, I'm afraid I taught her all too well to be an anti-smoker," Annette
said as though she had failed as a mother.

"We can take care of Cindy later," April said in an aside to Annette, "but I
think we have one eager pupil here ready to learn."  Betty had remained in
front of the two women, eager to try out this new activity that her mother was
proposing.

April held out her arms and Betty ran to her.  The two had always gotten along
well, and so Betty trusted her older friend.  After giving her a hug, April
held her arm around Betty's waist and said, "Would you like to try smoking?"

Despite her eagerness, Betty was also a bit ambivalent.  "My teacher says that
smoking is bad," she replied with her eyes pointing towards the floor.

"Teachers don't know everything," April said in an understanding tone as she
patted Betty's head.  "They don't know how good it can feel to obey the power
of the smoke."  As April said the words out loud, she was growing excited as
the cold and comforting power began to surge inside of her.  "But you can show
them."  She then whispered into the young girl's ear, "Obey the smoke."

Immediately, Betty's head became stiff and her eyeballs rolled upwards as her
eyelids fluttered.  April took a deep puff on her Virginia Slim, feeling the
pleasure that Betty's transformation was providing and imagining what
wonderful images must be going through Betty's head at that moment.

And what wonderful images they were.  Betty found herself in a bedroom
surrounded by all of her closest friends who were smoking.  Suddenly she
realized that she, too, was holding a cigarette which she brought up to her
lips to take a rich puff, inhaling the smokey contents in her mouth and
exhaling towards her friends.  All of the girls were gossiping and laughing.
Betty then found herself in her 6th grade class during a math lesson, her
favorite subject, as she watched the teacher solve a linear equation on the
chalkboard while holding a cigarette in his left hand.  She looked around the
room and found all of her classmates casually smoking.  She took a puff from
the cigarette between her fingers and felt the wonderful sensation that came
with the inhale.  The images started to come quickly now:  smoking at the mall
with friends, smoking in a theater, smoking at a school dance, smoking with
her Mom and sister at the dinner table - all images detailing her favorite
activities, and each providing an immense sense of satisfaction and pleasure.
As the images continued to race through her brain, an excitement was building
in her - something she had never felt before.  She felt like a dam was ready
to burst inside of her - and when the final image came, that of her Charlie
taking a deep puff on a cigarette and turning the tip a bright orange, she
couldn't hold back the damn any longer.  She felt a sudden release as her body
was flooded with pure and total pleasure.

All of this happened within seconds of April's command, and as the orgasm
quickly moved through Betty's body, she began to relax as her eyes returned to
normal.  She turned towards her mother who let loose a smoke ring towards the
young girls face.  "That is so cool, Mommy," she said in awe.  "Will you show
me how to do that?"

"Of course, honey," Annette responded as she handed her daughter a fresh pack
of Virginia Slims.  Instinctively, Betty pulled one out and lit it, breathing
in the smoke as if it were fresh air for her lungs.

"Will you make Cindy a smoker, too?" the young girl asked April eagerly.

"Of course, squirt," April replied reassuringly.  "You're all going to learn
to obey the smoke."

END PART V

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