Kristy's Transformation, Part 3

   Kristy's Transformation 
   A Sexy Smoking Story by T.J. Hall 
   tjh2020@twmi.rr.com 
   Part 3 
   
   One week later, Friday, April 7th. 
   I picked Kristy up for our date and, as usual, she lit up as soon as she 
jumped into my truck. In the process, my cock jumped a little as well. Over 
the last week, it was obvious that she had continued to observe her 
mother's smoking style. It was also obvious that she had practiced what she 
saw because I noticed that her own smoking technique was improving 
dramatically. I now found it almost impossible not to pay attention to her 
when she smoked. As Kristy exhaled the smoke from her first double pump, 
she said, ?Oh this cigarette tastes so good. I think it?s been about 3 
hours since my last cigarette and I was so looking forward to this one.? 
   I took this opportunity to reinforce her developing smoking patterns. 
?So Kristy, I think now you can see why it?s so nice to smoke at 
approximately the same times during the day. When you get onto kind of a 
schedule, it helps you to really look forward to, and really enjoy your 
next cigarette.? She nodded her head in agreement as she took her next 
drag. 
   We had only driven a few miles when out of the clear blue, she dropped a 
bomb on me. ?Tom, I had a long talk with my mom and I?ve decided to get 
implants.? 
   At first I was shocked and didn?t know what to say. Then I fired back a 
question. ?Implants? You mean your going to get your boobs done? Isn?t this 
the sort of thing that you should have discussed with me first?? 
   Kristy?s reply was slow and deliberate, but forceful. ?No Tom, it?s not. 
But listen, I don?t want to hurt your feelings and, I hope you like them 
after they?re done. But, this is so a decision that only affects me and I 
have to make it all by myself.? 
   While Kristy nervously lit another cigarette, I struggled with my 
response. ?I understand Baby. You?re right. It is a decision that only you 
can make. But what if I like your small tits, which of course I do?? 
   She quickly answered, ?Listen, I already know you like bigger boobs than 
the ones I have. I've seen the way you look at my friends that have had 
boob jobs and I know you're really only trying to be nice to me. And, I 
appreciate that. But, the way I see it, the most important part of this 
whole decision is that the surgery is done correctly. And, my mom assures 
me that her doctor is the best. The only way that this whole thing affects 
you is that it will take me about a month to heal and then both of us can 
enjoy the results.? 
   ?How does your mother know about plastic surgeons? Do you mean your 
mother has fake boobs?? I questioned in ignorance. 
   Kristy answered after exhaling a long stream of smoke. ?Yes. Believe it 
or not, she does. And, don?t you think they look great? She had them done 
the first time when I was 4 and then again about 5 years ago. Here?s the 
amazing thing, I never even knew that she had implants until today. Come to 
think of it, I guess I?ve never seen my mom totally naked. I just assumed 
she had naturally big tits. The fact that my sister and I are a lot smaller 
than her should have been my first clue. Anyway, when I asked about getting 
my boobs done, she told me all about her experience and then she said she'd 
pay for my surgery! Can you believe that? I was going to see if I could pay 
her back over maybe two years and she said, ?Absolutely not.? That really 
surprised me. It?s about the nicest thing my mom?s ever offered to do for 
me.? 
   I replied, ?I tell you what Kristy, I couldn?t tell your mom ever had 
her boobs done. If the doctor can do as good a job on you as she did on 
her, well that would just be outstanding. And you know what? It is really 
nice that your mother wants to pay. I mean, considering how the two of you 
hardly speak to each other, this conversation must have been very difficult 
for you.? 
   Kristy hit her cigarette again with a nice strong, cheek caving drag. 
She inhaled deeply and then said during a talking exhale, ?You know Tom, it 
wasn?t really that difficult for me to talk to her because I just assumed 
she would give me a flat out ?No?. But, after the shock had passed and mom 
had told me about herself, I actually liked the fact that we were talking. 
We haven?t had a girl to girl talk like that in like five years. I don?t 
know, it just seemed like once I found out one of my mom?s secrets, I felt 
instantly closer to her.? 
   As we drove to the theater I thought to myself, ?I can?t believe my good 
fortune. My goal was always to get Kristy to smoke. And, now that she did, 
I was committed to enjoying the process of slowly working her up to the 
point where we could smoke during sex. But now, having her get bigger tits 
along the way was something that I hadn?t even really thought about working 
on since my fateful meeting with Tawny. In fact, it was such a secondary 
goal, I hadn?t even crafted a plan for pulling that off. And now, this 
whole puzzle was just falling perfectly into place. I had to kick myself 
because I couldn't believe my good luck. That night, as I laid awake in 
bed, I fantasized for the first time that I was fucking my Kristy with her 
big new tits, while she was smoking for me. I lost my load in a matter of 
seconds. 
   
   Tuesday, April 18th (The next day) 
   In the morning, Kristy and her mom drove to the Body Sculpting Clinic to 
meet with Mrs. Parker?s plastic surgeon. The drive only took about 20 
minutes, but that was more than enough time for Mrs. Parker to smoke 2 
cigarettes. Out of the corner of her eye, Kristy watched her mom take her 
customary deep drags followed by no visible exhales. The more Kristy 
watched, the more she wanted a cigarette. She had managed to sneak 2 
cigarettes in the bathroom that morning. In fact, Kristy had smoked them so 
fast that she had become a little light headed for the first time in over a 
week. But now, the effects of those doses of nicotine were wearing off and 
Kristy?s nervousness over her meeting with Dr. Stark was increasing with 
each mile that they traveled. This combined effect produced Kristy?s first 
bona fide cigarette cravings. Only, she didn?t realize she was experiencing 
a cigarette craving. All she knew was that she was nervous and edgy and she 
sure wished she could smoke a cigarette with her mom in the car. 
   The two women said very little until they were about five minutes from 
the clinic. Mrs. Parker finally broke the silence saying, ?Are you nervous 
honey?? 
   ?Yes, I guess I am a little bit nervous. But, I?m alright.? Kristy 
answered. 
   ?Darling, that?s perfectly normal. I remember I was a nervous wreck 
before I went to my first consultation. But trust me, when this is all 
over, you will be so happy. You will realize that it has been worth every 
minute. And, I will be with you every step of the way.? Her mom?s words 
were very comforting to Kristy, but she still wished she could smoke a 
cigarette. 
   Their appointment was for 10:30 and the consultation was supposed to 
take about an hour. The women arrived and 15 minutes. After signing in, 
they took seats in the richly appointed lobby. They weren?t ushered into 
Dr. Stark?s office until 11:15. 
   Dr. Susan Stark was in her early 30?s. She was blond, about 5?9?, 
pretty, with elegant good looks. She had a great figure, although that fact 
was hard to make out with the baggy lab coat that she wore. In the waiting 
room, Mrs. Parker had clued Kristy in on what to expect. She said the 
Doctor was tall and beautiful and unmarried. It seemed that with medical 
school, specialized training and internships and all, Dr. Stark had never 
gotten around to having much of a social life, so she was still single. 
   Dr. Stark greeted Mrs. Parker as if they were old friends and then 
warmly shook Kristy?s hand. The Doctor asked Mrs. Parker to wait in her 
private office and then she led Kristy into an adjacent examination room. 
The exam only took about 15 minutes and Dr. Stark asked Kristy all sorts of 
questions, most of which were personal. The Doctor was trying to determine 
if Kristy had thought through all of the ramifications and potential 
effects of the surgery. While Dr. Stark was gazing down Kristy?s throat, 
she abruptly asked if Kristy smoked. The question kind of surprised Kristy, 
but she answered truthfully. ?Yes. I just started a couple months ago, but 
my mother doesn?t know. Is this a problem for the surgery?? 
   The Doctor replied. ?Absolutely not and don?t worry, your secret is safe 
with me. As far as I?m concerned, you?re in great health. I?m not going to 
encourage you to smoke, but if you want to smoke, that?s your business. So, 
I think you?re a perfect candidate for this procedure.? 
   Kristy was relieved as she put her bra and blouse back on. Then, the 2 
ladies joined Mrs. Parker in Dr. Stark?s office. 
   Kristy and her mom sat in oversized and very comfortable leather chairs 
across the large oak professional desk from Dr. Stark. A bookcase dominated 
the wall behind the Doctor?s chair. Dr. Stark began, ?Well Mrs. Parker, 
Kristy passed her physical with flying colors. She shouldn?t have any 
problems at all with implants. So Kristy, today you?re a solid B cup. Tell 
me, how big do you want to go?? 
   Kristy paused and glanced nervously over to her mom. It was almost as if 
she were seeking her mom?s approval. ?I think D cups would be nice, what do 
you think mom?? Mrs. Parker only nodded in agreement. 
   Dr. Stark turned to locate a large photo album from the bookcase. Then, 
she said as she spun back around, ?Here?s an album with about 20 pages of 
before and after photos of women that went from B cups to D cups, why don?t 
you and your mom look them over and we can discuss your options.? 
   Before Kristy had opened the book, Mrs. Parker interjected, ?Doctor, 
before we start looking at that book, do you mind if I have a cigarette?? 
   Dr. Stark answered immediately, ?Heavens no. In fact I was hoping that 
you hadn?t quit smoking, because I?m dying for one too.? 
   ?Oh I didn?t know that you started smoking.? Mrs. Parker said, rather 
surprised. 
   The Doctor replied, ?I only started 3 years ago, when I met and fell in 
love with my boyfriend Dirk. After months of pestering me, he finally broke 
my down resolve and convinced me to start smoking. Now, I?m ashamed to say, 
I?m totally addicted. But, I don?t have any regrets because the pleasure 
that smoking adds to our relationship more that outweighs the downside.? 
   The Doctor reached into her top right desk drawer and pulled out a 
rather massive glass ashtray. She placed it on her desk between herself and 
Mrs. Parker. Kristy?s mom fished around in her purse for her cigarettes and 
a lighter while Dr. Stark pulled out an unopened pack of Pall Malls. Mrs. 
Parker noticed the pack right away and commented, ?Wow Doctor, I?m 
surprised that you smoke filterless cigarettes like those Pall Malls. I?ve 
tried them before and they were always a little too strong for me.? 
   While Dr. Stark peeled the cellophane off of her cigarette pack she 
replied, ?I know, they are kind of strong. But, I only smoke them at work. 
Normally I?m a 2 pack-a-day Marlboro smoker, but I only get to sneak in 
about 4 cigarettes a day while I?m at work and these help keep me, well you 
know, they help keep me kind of normal.? 
   ?I can totally relate Doctor.? Mrs. Parker replied. And with that, the 
two ladies lit up. Kristy tried not to stare at Dr. Stark, but she just 
couldn?t help it. Right from Dr. Stark?s first double pump the thing that 
most intrigued Kristy was the sheer volume of smoke that the Doctor 
released in her exhales. The smoke was amazingly thick and it seemed to 
have almost a silky consistency to it. Within seconds, Kristy?s sense of 
smell picked up the rich tobacco aroma. The aroma from her Newport Lights 
didn?t even come close to matching the strong scent generated by these 
unfiltered cigarettes. 
   Dr. Stark took her third drag, inhaled slowly and then said with a 
talking exhale, ?Let?s look at the book ladies.? Even after she said that, 
smoke continued to seep out of her mouth and nose as she took a few rapid, 
shallow breaths. 
   Kristy forced her attention back to the book and she and her mom slowly 
paged through it while Dr. Stark silently smoked her cigarette. The first 
ten pages showed pictures of women of various ages whose new breasts all 
looked amazingly similar. They were all large and totally firm. There was 
no apparent sagging in any of the ?After? shots. The next ten pages showed 
mostly pictures of women whose new breasts were just as large, but they 
rested a little lower on their chests. While these augmented breasts 
weren?t exactly drooping, it seemed as if they gently sloped down and out 
from the chest. ?Doctor, the women?s breasts on the last 10 pages seem, I 
don?t know, different from the first 10 pages.? Kristy observed in a 
questioning tone. 
   ?That?s because they are.? Dr. Stark answered as rich, velvety smoke 
flowed freely from her nose and mouth. ?The women in the last 10 pages have 
opted for tear-drop style implants. This style has become pretty popular in 
the last 3 or 4 years.? 
   Kristy?s mom added, ?I wish this style was available when I last had my 
boobs done. I mean, I like my breasts the way they are, but I think the 
tear drop implants make the breasts look much more natural.? 
   ?Exactly!? Dr. Stark responded as she reached into her desk drawer and 
pulled out a box. Before opening it, she took another drag off her Pall 
Mall. ?Here are two sample implants that are approximately the size that 
we?ll be giving you Kristy. See how the traditional one is round. It?s like 
a floppy softball. It pretty much retains the same shape whether you?re 
standing or laying down or bending over.? 
   Dr. Stark handed the implant to Kristy and she squeezed it and 
manipulated it for a few moments. Kristy was surprised at how heavy it 
felt. For some reason, she thought that implants would feel lighter. Then, 
Dr. Stark handed Kristy the tear-drop style implant. ?Ok Kristy, the narrow 
part of the implant is the top. Hold it between your fingers. See how the 
saline fluid flows down and out. The implant itself looks a lot like a real 
breast doesn?t it?? 
   ?Yes Doctor. They really do look a lot different, but they seem to weigh 
about the same.? Kristy answered. 
   ?They are exactly the same weight. But, as you can see from the 
pictures, the difference in the look is rather noticeable.? The Doctor said 
as she snuffed out her cigarette in the ashtray. 
   ?Doctor, I really like the way the tear-drop implants look and feel. 
They seem so much better than the other style. Why do women keep choosing 
the older implants?? 
   Dr. Stark answered, ?Well Kristy many women not only want more size, 
they want firmness. Their idea of the perfect breast is one that sits high 
on the chest with no sign of drooping. The traditional style of implants, 
inserted beneath the muscle, accomplishes this. It?s all a matter of 
personal taste. Personally, I think it looks more natural if a woman?s 
breasts sag a little. Let?s face it, even at your age, if you were a 
natural D cup girl, your breasts would be sagging, at least a little bit by 
now.? Dr. Stark glanced over at Mrs. Parker and kind of winked as she 
pulled another Pall Mall out of her pack. ?I probably shouldn?t be saying 
this, but I think most men find the tear-drop style implants more appealing 
and more enjoyable to the touch.? Mrs. Parker smiled knowingly as Dr. Stark 
lit her cigarette. 
   Kristy said nervously, ?That reminds me Doctor, will my boyfriend, I 
mean, you know, can you feel the implants from the outside?? 
   ?Your breasts will feel a little firmer, not so squishy. Your boyfriend 
will be able to feel the firmness and the increased weight, but he won?t be 
able to feel the actual implant. You will be able to feel it. But, he 
won?t. Have you ever felt your mom?s implants Kristy?? 
   Mrs. Parker answered the question as she lit another cigarette of her 
own. ?No she hasn?t, but mine are probably not a good example because 
they?re the old style and besides, my boobs were bigger than Kristy?s are 
to begin with, so the implants are barely noticeable.? 
   Dr. Stark stood and said, ?Well I have an idea. I want you to feel 
mine.? She walked around her desk and stuck the cigarette in her mouth 
while she removed her lab coat. She was wearing a light blue, thin knit, 
turtleneck sweater that seemed molded to her curves. Her stiff nipples, 
which had been invisible under the loose fitting lab coat, now betrayed the 
fact that she wasn?t wearing a bra. ?Here Kristy, come here.? She said. 
   Kristy stood and walked a few steps toward Dr. Stark. She stopped when 
she was about 4 feet away from the Doctor and faced her. Dr. Stark took a 
strong drag on her cigarette. She held the smoke deep in her lungs while 
she pulled the cigarette out of her mouth and leaned over to set it in the 
ashtray. Then the Doctor stood straight up and said through the thick smoke 
that began to pour out of her mouth, ?See how my breasts hang a little low 
on my chest? Do you see how they kind of slope out and droop a little? But 
notice how they still have nice projection and they?re very full.? 
   The Doctor emphasized her comments by running her hands over her sweater 
covered globes. ?When I don?t wear a bra, they bounce and move naturally 
when I walk. However, you should always wear a bra when you?re out so that 
your boobs don?t prematurely sag.? She cupped the bottom of each boob in 
her hands and shook them gently, then added, ?With the traditional style 
implants, which are usually placed under the muscle, and especially the 
bigger the implant, you lose the natural bounce and movement of the 
breast.? Finally, her lungs had cleared from her last drag, so she picked 
up her gently burning cigarette from the ashtray and executed another slow, 
cheek hollowing drag on it. She blew a couple quick streams of smoke into 
the air while she nonchalantly lifted the front of her sweater, exposing 
her boobs to Mrs. Parker and Kristy. 
   ?Here Kristy, go ahead and feel my breasts.? The Doctor instructed. 
   Kristy reached up and barely touched them at first. Her embarrassment 
was obvious from her red face. 
   ?Kristy it?s ok. Go ahead girl. Squeeze them good. You won?t break them. 
I want you to know what to expect from your implants.? Dr. Stark 
instructed. 
   Dr. Stark?s prodding made Kristy feel a little more comfortable. Ever 
since Kristy had first decided to go through with this surgery, she had 
been intensely curious about what to expect from bigger boobs. She realized 
that now was her chance to explore a pair. She squeezed, lifted and fondled 
Dr. Stark?s tits with an almost clinical precision. Dr. Stark talked 
throughout. ?Now Kristy, my boobs are DD, so yours may end up a little 
smaller. I really can?t predict the exact cup size that you?ll end up with, 
but I?ll be using a smaller implant than the ones I have. Then again, 
you?re a little bigger than I was to begin with.? 
   Kristy finally pulled her hands away from Dr. Stark?s boobs and after 
returning to her seat, she said, ?Doctor, I notice that your nipples seem a 
little larger than most of the women in the pictures. Your nipples seem 
perfectly proportional to the new size of your boobs. Were they that large 
before you had your implants in?? 
   Dr. Stark left her boobs exposed and gently stroked her nipples during 
her reply. ?Kristy a fairly common complaint of women after they?ve had 
their breasts augmented is that their nipples no longer seem proportional 
to the rest of their breast. I?ve actually had small implants inserted just 
beneath my nipples and I am really happy I did because I probably would 
have been one of those women that were disappointed in that aspect of the 
procedure.? 
   While the Doctor talked, Kristy noticed that there were no visible tan 
lines around the Doctor?s tits and her boobs were tanned every bit as 
deeply brown as the rest of her body. Kristy loved the overall look. She 
asked. ?Well Doctor, I want my boobs to look as perfect as yours. Do you 
recommend that I get the nipple implants too?? 
   The Doctor took another big drag off her cigarette and replied with a 
talking exhale. The smoke that seeped out of her mouth was so dense that 
she actually turned her head slightly to avoid having her eyes irritated. 
?I don?t actually endorse nipple implants. They have pro?s and con?s. For 
instance, some patients report loss of feeling in their nipples, others 
report just the opposite, a more heightened sensitivity. Also, if you have 
kids, nursing is pretty much out of the question with the nipple implants. 
On the other hand, they really are an excellent process for improving the 
overall appearance of the augmented breast. So, the decision is all yours. 
I?m neutral on the matter.? Dr. Stark took a last hit off her cigarette and 
coughed delicately as she pulled her sweater back over her boobs. Then, she 
sat back in her chair. 
   ?So Doctor, are you satisfied with your breasts? Have you had any 
problems or ever wished you didn?t have them done?? Kristy asked sincerely. 
   ?Honestly, I have been very satisfied. I do my implant manipulation 
exercises to keep them soft every day, just like I expect all my patients 
to do and I have had no problems. My boyfriend Dirk loves them. But, he?s 
actually my only problem.? The Doctor replied. 
   ?What do you mean?? Kristy asked. 
   ?Well lately he?s been bugging me to go bigger.? Dr. Stark confided. 
   Surprised by this answer, Kristy questioned, ?Really! Bigger! God 
Doctor, are you really going to do it? I mean you already look fabulous.? 
   Dr. Stark paused for a moment and said, ?Oh thank you Kristy. But, you 
know what? I think I will. I mean, you only go around once in life and if 
bigger boobs will make my man happier, I can?t see any down side to that. 
But gosh, we?ve been so busy recently, it?ll be at least a few more months 
before I can break free to have them done.? 
   Over the next few minutes Kristy got answers to all the rest of her 
questions and as they got up to leave, Dr. Stark shook her hand warmly. She 
asked Kristy to go see the receptionist and make an appointment for her 
surgery while she and Mrs. Parker talked for a few more minutes. 
   
   Once Kristy had left the office, Mrs. Parker said, ?Listen Susan, since 
I?m going to be paying for this procedure, I want you to use one size 
bigger implant than Kristy requested.? 
   Dr. Stark replied, ?Mrs. Parker, are you sure you want me to do that? 
That?s going to easily take her up to a DD. She may not end up being quite 
my current size, but she?ll be close.? 
   ?Susan, I heard you tell Kristy that you can?t predict with certainty 
the exact bra size, so Kristy never needs to know. But, here?s my logic, if 
I?m paying for Kristy?s new boobs, the last thing I want is my daughter to 
wish she had gone bigger, six months after she gets her implants. Look, 
you?re already a DD and you want to go bigger. Also, I have no idea if 
she?s going to want the nipple implants or not. But, I think they?re a 
great idea, so if she ends up asking for them, go ahead and give them to 
her.? 
   Dr. Stark replied, ?Ok mom. You?re the boss. Listen, the important thing 
is that Kristy is happy with her new look and I will do everything in my 
power to see that she is.? 
   The two women said their good-byes and Mrs. Parker rejoined Kristy in 
the lobby. 
   
   As soon as they hopped into the front seat for the drive home, Mrs. 
Parker lit up and then asked Kristy, ?Well dear, what do you think/? 
   Kristy replied excitedly, ?Oh Mom, I can?t wait. The first appointment 
that they have is for June 12th which means I?ll have to wait almost two 
months.? 
   Her mom replied, ?You know what Kristy? That later date may actually 
work out nicely because it will be well past the end of the school year. 
You wouldn?t want to be recuperating from surgery during the prom and 
graduation and then all the graduation parties.? 
   ?God mom, I never thought of that. Anyway, I know what the Doctor said, 
but how bad is the recuperation?? Kristy asked her Mom. 
   ?You?ll be really sore for the first week. And, you?ll have to wear an 
ugly and very uncomfortable surgical bra for the whole week. And, you?ll 
even have to wear it while you?re sleeping! Then for the next three weeks, 
you can wear a more normal support bra, but still for all day and night. 
And, Tom will have to keep his hands off. I mean, NO touching allowed, 
period. So after a month, you get a clean bill of health and then, 
hopefully, you can do anything you want.? Her mom replied truthfully. 
   ?God, it sounds dreadful.? Kristy moaned. 
   ?Yea it?s pretty bad. But, it?s only a month and hopefully, once you?re 
through it, you?ll think it was worth it. Here?s the neat part, after the 
first week, we?ll have to do a lot of shopping. You?re going to need almost 
a completely new wardrobe. Kristy, what do you think about those nipple 
implants?? 
   ?Mom, honestly, I really liked the way Dr. Stark?s nipples looked. I 
mean, I like the way my nipples look on my small breasts right now. But, I 
seriously think they will look way too small when I?m bigger. But, I don?t 
know. It kind of scares me not being able to nurse my kids. Then again, I 
haven?t really thought much about that.? 
   Mrs. Parker advised, ?Kristy, I think that whole thing about nursing 
your kids is overblown. When I had you and your sister, I quit smoking 
while I was pregnant, but I started right back up as soon as you two were 
born. I didn?t want to nurse while I smoked, so you were bottle fed and you 
both turned out normal and healthy. And, let me tell you, if I could have 
gotten nipple implants when I had my boobs done the last time, I would 
have. But, I guess since I had already had my kids, my decision would have 
been a little easier.? 
   Kristy replied, ?Well, I guess I?ll have to decide pretty soon. Hey Mom, 
what did you think about Dr. Stark smoking Pall Malls? They seem like such 
strong cigarettes.? 
   Mrs. Parker answered, ?If you?re used to them, they?re really not that 
strong. And, if you like the taste of really good tobacco, they are 
extremely flavorful. The thing that I don?t like about them is that they?re 
not menthol. But, people that smoke them are really into the rich flavor 
that they deliver. As I said in the office, I can totally relate to why she 
needs to smoke the filterless cigarettes at work.? 
   ?Yea Mom, I heard you say that. What did you mean?? Kristy asked. 
   ?If you?re a two pack a day smoker like Dr. Stark, you will begin to get 
edgy and jumpy if you go more than a couple hours without a cigarette. Your 
body just needs its nicotine too much. When I?m at work and we?re busy and 
I miss my break, sometimes I?ll snap the filter off my cigarette just to 
get a little bigger and faster dose of nicotine.? Mrs. Parker replied 
matter-of-factly. 
   ?God Mom, I never knew your habit was that strong.? 
   ?Well honey it is. That?s why the only time I bothered to quit was when 
I was pregnant and, by the way, I was miserable.? Mrs. Parker answered very 
matter-of-factly. 
   Kristy kind of shuddered. What her mom had just said scared her. She 
never wanted to be hooked on cigarettes to that extent. But, all the 
smoking and now the talk about smoking made her want a cigarette right now, 
more than ever. As soon as they got home, Kristy told her mom she needed 
gas in her car. As soon as she pulled the car out of the driveway, she lit 
up and took an extra strong double pump on her cigarette. Kristy tilted her 
head up and eventually exhaled a long thin stream of smoke thinking, ?God, 
it?s amazing how good this tastes.? 
   
   That night, I went over to Kristy?s around 8:00 and we chatted with her 
mom for a few minutes. But, it became quickly apparent to me that Kristy 
was excited and that she wanted to get out of the house. As soon as we 
hopped into my pickup, she reached into the glove box for a new pack of 
smokes and fired up one of her Newport Light 100?s. After starting the 
cigarette off with a magnificent double pump, she gushed out her story. She 
told me all about the appointment with Dr. Stark. Although, she decided to 
leave out certain significant details like the nipple implant option and 
the fact that she had an opportunity to feel Dr. Stark?s tits. I found out 
about these details months later. And, even though I now know about the 
little arrangement that Mrs. Parker had with Dr. Stark, I?m not sure that 
Kristy knows about it to this day. 
   Kristy did tell me that she looked at Dr. Stark?s naked breasts and she 
dwelled on the fact that they were just as tanned as the rest of her upper 
body. Kristy asked me, ?How do you think she does that? Do you think its 
makeup?? 
   I answered, ?Probably not. She either goes to the tanning booth a lot, 
or she sunbathes in the nude.? 
   ?God, where would you do that around here?? Kristy asked. 
   I replied very matter-of-factly, ?Maybe she just does it in her own back 
yard. Or, I?ve heard that there are plenty of nude beaches and clubs 
around. I don?t exactly know where any of them are, but I?ve heard of 
them.? 
   Kristy?s reply surprised me. ?Well the only reason I?m curious about 
this is that I thought her breasts looked better than those in the pictures 
because she didn?t have any tan lines. And, I was just wondering if maybe I 
could avoid having tan lines too.? 
   I enthusiastically answered, ?Well darling, we have time and I?ll 
definitely look into this for you.? 
   Then, Kristy changed the subject. She told me all about watching Dr. 
Stark smoke her Pall Malls. It grossed Kristy out to think that women like 
her mom and Dr. Stark could be so hopelessly addicted to smoking that they 
would have to smoke filterless cigarettes just to get the nicotine that 
they craved. On the other hand, the way that she described the texture, 
density and quantity of the smoke that Dr. Stark exhaled as well as her 
smoking style, made it obvious that Kristy was more than a little 
infatuated. I took note. 
   
   Friday, April 21st (3 days later) 
   As I drove over to Kristy?s for our Friday night date, I was thinking 
how well her smoking was going. She had been smoking now for over a month 
and so far, my plans had worked to perfection. Not only was she gradually 
smoking more and more, but her style had improved noticeably. Just as I had 
expected, her competitive nature drove her to be the best smoker. Whenever 
I pointed out a little technique that I liked she would master it within 
days. And, her drags were becoming stronger by the day and she was inhaling 
deeper and holding her inhales longer with every cigarette. She made a 
point of smoking every cigarette down almost to the filter, so, I knew she 
was getting the maximum nicotine benefit from each cigarette. The best 
thing was, I couldn?t recall her ever complaining about any cigarette that 
she had smoked. I figured that probably after her surgery, it would be a 
good time to move her up to stronger, regular flavor cigarettes, probably 
Newport 100?s. 
   I pulled into Kristy?s driveway about 8:30. Just as I got to her front 
door, she greeted me and yelled goodbye to her mother. We kissed as we 
walked to my truck and as soon as we hopped into the cab, Kristy 
instinctively reached into her purse and pulled out her cigarettes. Then 
she reached into the glove-box and grabbed a fresh pack for her purse. I 
pulled out of the driveway as she lit up and after she took a nice big 
double pump, she said with a perfect talking exhale, ?Tom, I think I?m 
going to have to quit smoking.? 
   My heart skipped a beat. I panicked. But, I managed to collect myself in 
just a few seconds. I remembered that Tawny had warned me about this 
moment. But, still, I wasn?t really prepared. I took a deep breath and 
calmly asked her ?Why? I thought you enjoyed smoking and you are becoming 
so good at it.? 
   She took another deep drag and then she replied, ?I know. I do like 
smoking. But, I went to my Doctor today and he finally gave my ankle a 
clean bill of health. So, I went running for the first time in 3 months. I 
wanted to run 3 miles, but I could barely make 2. By the end of 2 miles, my 
legs and my side hurt and I could hardly breathe.? 
   I thought for a second and then said, you know Kristy you haven?t really 
been smoking long enough for it to have affected your lungs to that extent. 
Don?t you think the fact that you haven?t been able to run for over 3 
months, while your ankle has been healing, may have had more to do with it? 
And besides, maybe your ankle isn?t 100% yet. You?re probably just not in 
good shape.? 
   Kristy paused for a second, exhaling a long thin stream of smoke and 
then said, ?You?re probably right, but I can?t believe smoking will help me 
get back into shape. I love running and I want to be able to continue doing 
it.? 
   I replied, ?Go ahead. Keep running. I?m sure you?ll get back into shape 
in no time.? 
   Then she said, ?I think I?m going to. I?ll try another 2 miles in a 
couple of days, but I still think I?m going to quit smoking soon.? 
   My heart was racing and I thought, "Goddammit, this is the crisis that 
Tawny had predicted would happen. I wished Tawny had given more specific 
advise on how to deal with it. The only thing I remembered was to stay 
cool. I needed to watch what I said very carefully. I just couldn?t blow 
this. If she quit now, I might never be able to get her to start up again.? 
   So, I finally said in a calm, comforting voice, ?If you decide to quit 
Kristy, I?ll support you. Personally, I have no desire to quit, but if you 
want to, I won?t try to stop you. The only shame of this whole thing is 
that you still have like 7 packs left in that carton and now they will go 
to waste.? 
   ?Why don?t you smoke them?? She asked. 
   ?No, I really can?t. I just don?t like Lights. If you don?t want them, 
I?ll just toss them or maybe give them to one of your girlfriends. It?s 
just a total waste of like $25 worth of perfectly good cigarettes.? The 
tone of my voice now betrayed my displeasure. 
   ?Oh Tom, don?t be upset with me and don?t throw the cigarettes away.? 
She replied. ?I?ll smoke the rest of the carton and then when I?m done with 
it, I?ll probably quit.? 
   With that, we stopped talking about her quitting and went to a movie. 
The movie we selected lasted over 2 hours. An hour into the movie I felt my 
first cravings start to kick in and then I remembered what Tawny had said 
about using cravings to break down Kristy?s will to quit. 
   During the last half hour of the movie Kristy began to squirm a little 
in her seat. She became almost nervous. She grabbed her purse and held it 
in her hands. Then, she opened it and rustled around in it for a brief 
moment. She took a deep breath and then resumed looking at the screen. Ten 
minutes later she repeated the same process. I prayed that she was having a 
cigarette craving. 
   As soon as the movie ended, we left the theater and stepped outside into 
a pretty heavy downpour. We quickly decided to duck into the little diner 
right next door to the theater. As soon as we shook the water off our 
cloths, the hostess asked if we wanted smoking, or non-smoking. I answered 
?Non.? The hostess said it would only be a few minutes and then walked 
away. 
   Kristy hit my arm. ?Why did you tell her to put us in the no smoking 
section? I?ve just sat through a two hour movie and I want a cigarette. 
Don?t you want one too?? 
   I replied, ?Sure I want one, but I figured if you?re going to quit, we 
should probably get used to sitting in the no smoking sections again. I?m 
just trying to be polite and maybe help you out a little.? 
   Kristy answered me in a fairly pissed off tone, ?Listen Tom, I?m not 
ready to quit yet. In fact, I?m a little nervous about the surgery that I?m 
going to have. So, I don?t think I will actually quit completely until 
after it?s done. I just don?t want to smoke any more frequently between now 
and the surgery. Listen, let?s just sit in the smoking section and forget 
about this whole thing for now. Ok?? 
   ?That?s fine with me Kristy. I won?t mention it again. I certainly 
didn?t want to piss you off. I?m sorry.? 
   When the hostess returned, she seated us in the smoking section and as 
we both lit up, I hid my happiness at my little victory. But, I knew the 
battle was far from won. Watching her smoke was such a turn on for me. 
Kristy had made so much progress with her smoking style. By now, the only 
kind of drags that she took were the cheek hallowing kind and she was 
holding all her inhales for at least 3 seconds. She seemed perfectly 
comfortable doing dangles and she had already mastered a few flirting 
techniques which she readily used on me when she was in the right mood and, 
thank God, she was frequently in the right mood. I absolutely had to figure 
out how to strengthen her habit, and fast. I remembered another suggestion 
of Tawny's, to involve Kristy more in my smoking. But, how was I going to 
do it? That night, while I drove home from dropping Kristy off, it came to 
me. 
   
   Saturday, April 29th (8 days later) 
   During this past week, Kristy continued to smoke maybe 14 cigarettes a 
day. I knew that at that pace, she would need another carton by the 
weekend. So, whenever we drove anywhere I started leaving my pack of 
Newport Kings on the dashboard and without fail, after no more than a 
couple of turns in my truck, the pack would slide over to her side of the 
car. I would then ask her to light a cigarette for me which she always 
gladly did. The first time she lit one for me, she barely took a drag on 
it. By the 4th or 5th time, which was Tuesday I think, she actually did a 
nice double pump after she lit it and inhaled pretty deeply. When she 
exhaled she said, ?You know these taste pretty good. The cooling menthol is 
so much more noticeable. And, I think my exhales are a little fuller. What 
do you think?? 
   I answered quickly, but I tried not to sound too enthused. ?Oh, they?re 
definitely fuller and more interesting.? Then, I added. ?That?s why I smoke 
them darling. They?re so much more enjoyable than the Newport Lights that 
you smoke.? 
   Fifteen minutes after I picked her up for our date on Saturday night, my 
Newports had slid over to her side of the truck and I asked her to light 
one up for me. She quickly did, only this time, she asked if she could have 
one of her own. I said ?Sure, but don?t waste it.? 
   She actually studied the cigarette as she smoked it, silently evaluating 
each of her inhales and exhales. When she was about half done, she said, 
?You know Tom, you definitely get a lot more smoke in your exhales with 
these, although I can tell that they?re a lot stronger. If I inhale too 
deeply, I can feel it in my lungs. And, I can already tell that I?m not 
going to get as many drags out of this cigarette as I do from my 100?s.? 
   I paused to exhale my most recent drag and answered, ?Yea, they are a 
little stronger. It took me about a week to get completely used to them. 
Now they don't bother me at all and I can smoke as many as I want. But, you 
know what? Newport Regulars come in the 100 size as well and remember what 
I said about the longer cigarettes, even though they?re just as strong as 
the kings, they won?t taste that way. They?ll taste a little smoother." I 
replied. 
   Kristy smoked the whole cigarette, almost down to the filter and 
actually did a little double pump before she threw the but out the window. 
I was cautiously optimistic that my plan was working. 
   During our date, she opened her last pack of Lights and asked me if I 
could pick her up a carton on the way home. We pulled into the Exxon gas 
station and while she sat in the truck, I ran to the window to fetch the 
cigarettes. I purchased a carton of Newport Regular 100?s and when I got 
back to the truck, I told Kristy they were all out of the Light 100?s. She 
sighed kind of a half-disgusted little sigh and said, ?I guess I?ll try 
these, but if I don?t like them, can you smoke them and get me another 
carton of the Lights?? 
   I said, ?I probably can. But, you?ll have to wait until next Wednesday 
when I get paid before I can get you another carton.? 
   She said, ?OK that?s fine.? 
   
   Wednesday, May 3rd (4 days later) 
   I got home from work around 6:30 and as soon as I had walked in the 
front door, my little sister Meaghan told me to call Kristy right away. She 
said it was very important. As I walked back to my bedroom I was a little 
nervous, wondering what could possibly be going on. I dialed Kristy?s 
number and the phone only rang once before Kristy picked it up. 
   ?Hi Baby. I just got your message and called as soon as I could. What?s 
up?? I asked. 
   ?Tom, you won?t believe what happened to me this afternoon. It?s so 
amazing I can hardly believe it myself.? She said in an excited, nervous 
voice. 
   ?OK, slow down. Relax. Take a deep breath and then tell me what 
happened.? I said. 
   ?OK. But, wait just a second. Let me light a cigarette and then you 
won?t believe this story.? Her excitement hadn?t diminished a bit. 
   ?Wait a minute. Isn?t your mother home right now? Aren?t you afraid 
she?ll catch you smoking? I questioned. 
   ?No. That?s it. It?s now OK. I mean, it?s like she knows that I smoke 
and she?s way cool with it.? 
   As I heard the lighter clicking over the phone I said, ?Wow. This is 
amazing. You gotta tell me all about it. But first, what are you wearing?? 
   ?Panties.? She replied. 
   ?Just panties? You mean you?re topless?? I asked. 
   ?Yea. I?m topless.? She answered as I heard her exhale. 
   ?Oh God, I wish I was there to watch your titties rise and fall with 
every drag you take on that cigarette. Are your nipples all hard?? I 
teased. 
   ?Oh stop it you pervert. Listen, I wish you were here too, but are you 
going to let me get my story out or not?? She begged. 
   ?I?m sorry baby. I just got all caught up in the excitement of the 
moment. Go ahead.? I answered. 
   ?OK. Here?s what happened.? She said after I could hear her exhale her 
latest drag. 
   ?I walked in the door after school and started to head up to my room to 
drop off my stuff when my mother called out from the kitchen and asked me 
to come here. She said she needed to talk to me. She was sitting at the 
kitchen table so I sat down across from her. Mom immediately said, ?Kristy, 
I want you to be honest with me. Have you started smoking?? 
   ?Oh my God, you must have been dying.? I interrupted. 
   Kristy paused to finish another drag and then replied, ?Tom, I so was 
dying. I just sat there with my heart beating a mile a minute and then I 
said, ?Yes mom I do smoke, but not a lot.? And then she asked me how long 
I?ve been smoking and I told her about 2 months. She just looked at me 
blankly. Her expression wasn?t exactly happy, but it wasn?t angry either, 
it was just like, blank. So then I asked her, ?How did you find out?? She 
said that Dad had mentioned that he thought he smelled smoke on my breath a 
few days ago, which she didn?t think anything of until she found an ashtray 
on my window sill this morning with a couple cigarette buts in it. I said 
to myself, ?Shit. I can?t believe I was so stupid, forgetting to hide my 
ashtray.? 
   I interrupted again, ?Kristy, I didn?t know you were secretly smoking at 
home. I thought you only smoked when you were out of the house with me.? 
   ?Well Tom, for the last couple weeks, when I?ve been home for long 
stretches, I?ll sneak a cigarette or two. I mean my mom can?t smell it and 
my dad, even when he?s home, might come into my room once a month. So I 
started hiding an ashtray under my bed.? Kristy answered. 
   ?So then what did your mom say next?? I asked, dying to hear the rest of 
the story. 
   ?She asked me why I found it necessary to sneak around? Why didn?t I 
just come right out and tell her that I had started? I said, ?Mom, I 
remember how angry you were when Heather started smoking and I didn?t want 
to upset you the way that she had.? So then she said, ?Kristy, the 
circumstances were a little different with your sister. She started smoking 
when she was 15 and my only concern was that I thought she started too 
young. Besides, the only reason that she started was because her boyfriend 
wanted her to smoke. By the time they broke up four months later, she was 
already hooked. And, by the way, do you also remember that within a few 
months after she started, I was already OK with it? Now you are almost 19 
and I think that at that age you are much more mature and able to make an 
educated decision for yourself.? 
   ?So what did you say to that?? I asked in amazement. 
   ?I said, ?Thank you mom. By the way, Tom had nothing to do with my 
decision to start. I had been thinking about it for a long time. I noticed 
that most of my girlfriends smoked and I often felt like an outsider when I 
was out with them. I also saw how much they seemed to enjoy smoking and I 
wondered whether it was really as enjoyable as they said it was.? So then 
Mom asked me, ?Well do you find cigarettes as enjoyable as you thought 
they?d be?? And I answered, ?Honestly mom, yes I do. I mean it is a 
different sort of enjoyment than I thought it would be, but it is very 
pleasureful.? 
   ?So what did she say next?? I asked, hanging on Kristy?s every word. 
   Kristy paused to take another drag and said, ?Here?s what you really 
won?t believe. My mom stood up and said, ?Come here. I want to give you a 
hug.? I stood up, dumbfounded, and as we hugged she said, ?Kristy, I?m so 
proud of you.? I was shocked for a second and then after we separated, I 
said, ?Mom, you sound as if you?re almost happy that I started smoking.? 
And then she said, ?No Kristy, I?m not exactly happy that you?ve started 
smoking, but I?m not sad either. Here?s what I?m happy about, for years 
you?ve been this little tomboy, more interested in sports than being a 
girl. In fact, when you were really little, I used to think that you 
actually wished that you were a boy. Anyway, now I can see that you?ve 
outgrown your tomboy stage and you?re finally growing into a mature and 
very beautiful young women and this is what makes me so proud.? I thanked 
her again and hugged her back and then we sat back down.? 
   ?God this is just so unbelievable. What happened next?? I asked. 
   ?She handed me her pack of Virginia Slims and said ?Let?s smoke a 
cigarette together. Just us girls.? I was shocked and said, ?Mom, I think 
this would just be too weird.? She said, ?Nonsense daughter. I don?t want 
you sneaking cigarettes in your own house, at least not when your dad?s not 
home. So, when he?s not around, I want you to feel completely comfortable 
smoking at home with me. So go ahead and light your cigarette and I?ll go 
get us a couple cups of coffee and we can keep talking.? After Mom left, I 
lit up one of her Virginia Slims and she came back in a few seconds and lit 
one of her own. Then she said, ?Now I know why you were so curious about 
Dr. Stark?s smoking.? I said, ?Yea I guess I was pretty obvious, but mom, 
what do you think dad will say?? Mom took a deep drag off her cigarette and 
then said, ?Here?s the deal. I?ll tell him when I?m ready. He won?t be 
happy about it. But, he won?t complain to you about it as long as you don?t 
flaunt it in his face. When he?s home, be cool about it. Just don?t smoke 
in front of him and he?ll be fine.? So, after she had said that, all I 
could think of to do was thank her. I mean, her whole reaction to this was 
so totally unexpected. But then, wait till you hear what happened next.? 
She finished. 
   ?Damn, you mean there?s more to the story?? I asked, more surprised now 
than ever. 
   ?Oh yea baby. Listen to this Tom. We kept talking and smoked our 
cigarettes and then, about five minutes after we had put out the first 
cigarettes she asked me if I would like another. I said yes, but then I 
said I?d rather have one of my own. Mom said that was OK. So, I pulled out 
my pack of Newports and Mom said, ?Oh Kristy, I?m surprised you smoke 
menthols. You know you probably don?t remember this, but when you were 
little, I used to smoke Newports.? So I offered her one and she took it. 
After she lit up, she did a big double pump and then she looked at the 
cigarette in her hand and said, ?God, I had forgotten what truly excellent 
cigarettes these are.? Then she looked at me and asked if these were too 
strong for me. I told her that I didn?t think so. I said I liked the fuller 
menthol flavor and I thought they tasted a lot better than the light 
cigarettes that I had tried before. She said she understood and then she 
joked that maybe she would switch brands so that we could be twins. Can you 
believe this Tom?? Kristy exclaimed. 
   Before I could answer, Kristy started up again. ?When we were about half 
done with our second cigarette she told me that she thought my style was 
excellent. She said I looked as if I had been smoking for years. Then she 
asked me how I had learned to smoke so well, so quickly? I told her I 
couldn?t help it. I reminded her that I needed to be the best at 
everything, so when I decided to start smoking, I looked at my girlfriends 
and tried to copy all the best aspects of their style. Then, I told her 
that most of my friend's smoking styles couldn't hold a candle to her own 
style. So for the last month or so, I've been using her style as my role 
model. She kind of blushed and had a very pleased look on her face as she 
took a drag off the Newport. Then, she asked me which styles I liked the 
best? So I told her that I liked the way she held a lit cigarette in her 
hand and I liked the way she started most cigarettes with a nice double 
pump. But, I said I especially liked the way she did her no exhale, 
exhales.? 
   ?Mom then lectured me, ?Kristy, I?m so glad you realize the importance 
of style. With so many militant non-smokers out there, style has become 
even more important. If you show the world the elegant side of smoking and 
your attitude says that you look good smoking and you know it. And, if 
people look at you and realize that you were a born smoker, you will get 
far fewer hassles than if you have poor style. You don?t want to have to go 
through life apologizing for smoking. In fact Kristy, if you pay close 
attention to your style for just a few months all the little special style 
techniques will become second nature to you. And, these techniques will 
always make smoking more enjoyable for you.? So, I answered her back, ?God 
mom, I never knew style was that important, but I really do get your point. 
My deal was that I wanted to look good and I didn?t want to look like an 
amateur or a rookie. God, if good style helps me enjoy smoking more that?s 
a big win.? 
   
   The next day, when Kristy got home from school, there was a note on her 
dresser along with a fresh pack of Newport 100?s. The note said; 
   
   My Darling Kristy, 
   After our conversation yesterday I noticed that you still seemed a 
little squeamish about smoking in front of me. I just want you to know how 
sincere I am about you feeling free to enjoy smoking in your own home. I 
got you this pack of cigarettes to show you how serious I am. I just want 
you to know how happy you make me and how proud I am of you. 
   Love, Mom? 
   

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