Test Subject, Part 16

Author's note:  The following story is satire, and is not intended to, in any
sense, impugn the fine folks at big tobacco companies who, no doubt, put
their customers best interests ahead of their profits.  

The author does not necessarily condone the use of tobacco, by adults or
minors, nor the use of illegal substances, nor masturbation, nor
participation in lesbian sex, nor any other morally questionable practice
depicted in the story.  Later parts of the story contain graphic sexual
language, and are not suitable for underage readers.  
Any resemblance to smoking fetish fiction is purely accidental.  
All other imaginable disclaimers apply.

Test Subject
Part 16: "An unexpected surprise"

Maureen Connolley awoke, somewhat dazed, to the ringing of her cell phone,
which was sitting on the table next to her favorite chair. Her underwear was
still down around her ankles, the ashtray next to her was full, the glass
pipe had fallen unharmed onto the carpet, and the chair beneath her was
slightly damp, as were the insides of her thighs. She blinked hard to wake
herself up, and then grabbed her cell phone, along with the long black
cigarette case that also sat on the table next to her. She extracted one of
her extra-long Allure cigarettes as she answered the phone. She already knew
from the ring tone who it was.

"Hi, Sis, what's up?" As with last night, she was having difficulty finding
even the simplest words when speaking. As her sister spoke, Maureen lit up
her long, long Allure cigarette and inhaled, perking up a bit as the smoke
entered her.

"Not too much. Just calling to say `hi.'" Julia never called just to say hi.
"Do you mind if I come over tonight? I kinda want to get out of the house for
a while."

"I understand," Maureen replied. She remembered well all of the times when
she used to feel stuck at home. Of course, it was probably harder on her
sister. "You're welcome to come over and hang out here, but I kinda have
plans for tonight." Maureen inhaled more smoke, smiling as she remembered
what the evening had in store for her.

"What sort of plans?" Her little sister always wanted to know what was going
on.

Maureen exhaled audibly into the receiver as she gave her reply. "I have to
go in to A.T.C. to discuss something with Cyn, er, Dr. Monroe."

There was a long pause before Julia spoke again. Maureen wondered if she
smoking.

"Discuss something with Cynthia?" Julia sounded amused on the other end of
the line.

"Yeah," Maureen didn't elaborate. Instead, she took another long pull on her
cigarette. She wasn't sure what to tell Julia about the previous evening. 

Again, there was a long pause on Julia's end, confirming in Maureen's mind
her hypothesis.

When Julia spoke again, her voice was playful and merry. "So, how was your
hot date?" 

Maureen tried to make her voice sound sarcastic as she gave her reply. "We
had hot, steamy sex all night, ok?" Again, Maureen took in more smoke.

"You really did, didn't you?" Julia had always been amazingly perceptive. "I
can't say I blame you, though her sister is more my type."

"So are you coming over, or what?"

A knock came at Maureen's door, as on the other side, Julia cheerfully said,
"I'm already here."

Maureen leapt out of her comfortable chair, thrust her goodies into their box
and closed the lid. As she went for the door, she tripped over the panties
still around her ankles, and went down with a thud, still holding her long
lit cigarette daintily in her left hand.

"Are you ok in there?" Julia's laughing voice could be heard both on the
other end of the cell phone, and also on the other side of the door. Maureen
cursed silently as she got up, pulled up her panties, and, ever so gracefully
moved towards the door and opened it. 

Maureen opened the door, and Julia blew into the room, holding an almost
finished cigarette between her fingers. "Nice long cigarette you've got," she
said as she moved towards the ashtray near Maureen's favorite chair. Maureen
hastened to say, "Don't sit there. I- I spilled some juice there."

"I'm sure you did," Julia said, grinning, as she helped herself to one of the
luxury length Allures in the black cigarette case, and lit it from the dying
butt of her own cig. She popped in her inhale with her lips parted, revealing
her cute braces. "Maybe that's why you didn't answer your phone. I'm almost
out of smokes, and I called you like three times." With smoke seeping out of
her smiling lips, she put out her cigarette in the overflowing ashtray on the
table, adding to its collection of butts. "Hey, what's in the box?"

Before Maureen could get a word in edgewise, Julia had opened the box sitting
next to the ashtray, and examined its contents. Increasingly exasperated with
her sister, Maureen simply frowned as she took a forceful drag off of her
cigarette and inhaled it.

"I thought I smelled something funny when I walked in," Julia said, throwing
her head back and exhaling upwards. "Don't worry," she added with another
smirk, "It isn't like I'm gonna tell Mom and Dad or anything, at least as
long as you let me try." 

"Maybe it'll calm you down, at least," Maureen said, finally cracking a smile
despite her best efforts. "You've been bouncing off of the walls."

"You don't understand, Maureen. Or maybe you do. I feel *fantastic* since I
started smoking these things," she said, her glance falling on her cigarette.
She took a quick, robust drag to highlight her words, again revealing her
shiny teeth when she inhaled. "Every molecule of this smoke that I breathe
makes me feel just peachy."

Maureen smiled again at her sister, as she took the box out of Julia's hands
and sat down on the couch. "Just peachy, huh? I guess that about sums it up."

Julia sat down next to her sister, and let forth a thick exhale from her
lips. "So are you serious about letting me sample some of the contents of
that box?"

Maureen smiled at her sister's smoothness. "Wait a minute," she said, "I
never said I was going to." She paused and took a drag, deliberately letting
her sister's anticipation build while she enjoyed a lingering French inhale.
"Are you serious about wanting to try it?"

Julia popped in another drag, as she pushed her stylish glasses further up
her shapely little nose. "I just feel like doing something wild. I'm not sure
why. Maybe it's these cigs, or maybe I'm just in the mood to do something
crazy." Although Julia had a naturally bubbly personality, she wasn't exactly
a free spirit. Usually she only made decisions after careful deliberation.
"Come on, Sis. Smoke me out. Then you can tell me about your hot date last
night."

Maureen laughed as she put her cigarette in her mouth as she removed some of
the sticky green weed from the baggie, and stuffed it into her glass pipe.
She was still feeling quite a bit of the effects from her last use of the
pipe. "Ok," she said, "If that's really what you want. I have to warn you
though," she continued, taking a drag on her cigarette and sucking swiftly
in, "This stuff will mess you up pretty good." Julia was watching her
intently, plainly eager to experiment. "Just do what I do, and hold it in as
long as you can."

The older sister held her cigarette between her left index and middle
fingers, while grasping the pipe with her remaining fingers and thumb. She
exhaled the puff she had taken from her cigarette, raised the pipe to her
pursed lips, and clicked her lighter. The contents of the pipe's bowl ignited
as Maureen pulled the hot smoke directly into her lungs. She smiled blearily,
held out the pipe to her little sister, and croaked, "Your turn."

Julia showed no hesitation as she accepted the pipe from her sister, and
likewise held her lit cigarette in the same hand as the pipe while she
flicked her own lighter. Again the contents of the pipe burned orange as
Julia fearlessly sucked the smoke deep inside. Handing the pipe nonchalantly
back to her sister, she smiled, as if with some sense of accomplishment, once
again revealing the orthodontic work that adorned her teeth.

Maureen exhaled a thin stream of pungent smelling smoke, and took a quick
puff on her cigarette, inhaling and exhaling quickly, before she repeated the
action of sparking up her pipe. As she inhaled, she immediately felt the
characteristic giddiness and exuberance return. "I could get really used to
doing this," she thought as she passed the piece back to Julia.

Evidently, Julia liked it, because she took it eagerly, exhaled her last hit,
inhaled and exhaled a puff of her Allure, and then lit the pipe back up, just
like her sister did. The bowl glowed briefly before the embers within died.

"I'll pack some more," Maureen said, taking the pipe again from her sister,
rapping the pipe against her ashtray to empty the used ash, and putting some
more chronic in it. While she did this, Julia puffed contentedly on her
cigarette, inhaling each time with a small sigh. Maureen too used the
opportunity to catch up with her Allure, smoking hands free while she
adroitly prepared the pipe for further use.

"You get the first hit this time," she told Julia, who smiled in delight.
Julia fired up the pipe like she was getting the hang of it, and as she
inhaled more of its smoke, she was smiling so broadly that she looked about
ready to crack up. "Do you like it?" Maureen asked. She took the pipe out of
Julia's hands, since she had forgotten to pass it to her.

Julia nodded her assent as Maureen took her own hit and passed it back to
her.

"How long have you been doing this?" Julia asked, staring at the pipe in her
hands.

"Actually, I just started," Maureen replied. "Cynthia taught me."

By the time the girls finished their long, long Allure cigarettes, they had
shared four bowls. Soon, they were howling with laughter, about nothing in
particular, and intensely feeling the effects of the smoke.

Julia was about to help herself to another luxury length Allure, when Maureen
stopped her. "I have something else you should try," she said, removing the
baggie of crystallized nicotine from the box. Julia's green eyes sparkled in
excitement. "Be forewarned about this too. It's very potent."

"I hope it's not what I think it is," Julia said, suddenly betraying a bit of
nervousness.

"It's better than what you think it is. It's a potent form of nicotine."
Maureen put one of the crystals in the same pipe. "Here, you go first."

Julia lit the pipe again, and this time it crackled and hissed as its
contents were rapidly consumed by the flame. Her lungs expanded as the smoke
filled them. Behind her stylish glasses, Julia's eyes flew open wide in
astonishment as the pleasure centers of her brain went suddenly haywire.

"Oooh my gawd. Oh my fucking gawwwd. That was so fucking incredible," Julia
cried, when she finally exhaled. "Hurry up and take your hit, so I can do
that again. That was unfuckingbelievable."

"Yeah, I love it too. We should only take a couple of hits each though, or
else we'll pass out." With a shaking hand, Maureen put another crystal in the
bowl and ignited it. Her own brain's pleasure centers were soon berserk with
activity, and if her sister were not right there with her, she would
definitely have started masturbating again.

Julia already had a crystal ready in between her fingers when Maureen
finished with the pipe. Very quickly, she put it in the pipe, and fired it
up, pulling on the pipe with what seemed like every ounce of her strength.
When she couldn't inhale any deeper, she reluctantly passed the pipe back to
Maureen, closed her eyes, and just felt the tsunami of nicotine crash into
her mind. 

Maureen took one more hit, sucked it down frantically, and then quickly put
the pipe and baggie back in the box while she could still resist the desire
to smoke still more. Before closing the box, however, she took out two Allure
cigars and, beaming from ear to ear with sheer glee, handed one over to her
sister. The two young ladies unwrapped their cigars, and lit them up
hungrily.

Julia, holding the smoke inside, looked lost in thought. Suddenly, she turned
to Maureen and said, in a strange voice, "I'll be back in a few minutes. I
really have to go to the bathroom." Without waiting for a reply, Julia took
her cigar, and rushed across the apartment to the commode, closing the door
behind her. A further click signaled that she locked the door as well.

Maureen smiled blissfully, as she suspected what her sister might be up to
inside. She was about to take a great pull on her cigar, when her cell phone
rang unexpectedly. 

"Hello?" she said, answering the phone after taking a quick puff.

"Maureen?" It was Cynthia. "Hi. Are you still coming to discuss your new
duties with A.T.C.?"

"Cynthia! What time is it?"

Maureen heard Cynthia's lighter click on the other end of the phone. "It's
6:20. This isn't a great start to your new job." Maureen could tell by
Cynthia's voice, however, that her boss was being playful. "Besides," Cynthia
added, after taking a sharp breath into the phone's mouthpiece, "I'm not
surprised that you lost track of time."

Maureen smiled at her friend's characteristically indirect statement.
"Actually, my sister is here," she said, before exhaling her cigar smoke
through her nose while she took another drag.

"What an unexpected surprise!" Maureen could by now tell from Cynthia's tone
that Julia's visit wasn't entirely unexpected. "That's wonderful, because my
sister's here with me, and would like very much to spend some more time with
Julia. What do you say we come over to your place. Besides, I'm sure you
don't feel like driving just now." Maureen heard Cynthia inhale another puff
of whatever she happened to be smoking at the moment.

"That would be really great." Maureen was eager to see Cynthia again, but
also would have preferred to see her in private. However, she smiled as she
realized that her apartment had two bedrooms.

"Stupendous! We'll take care of business first, and then we'll take care of
pleasure. I'll bring some drinks and some other refreshments. Ciao." 

"Can't wait," Maureen said into the phone, before Cynthia hung up. She took
as much cigar smoke inside as her lungs would allow, considering whether to
tell her bratty sister about the company she now expected, or instead let it
be a surprise. 

She had a while to make up her mind, because Julia didn't seem to be in any
sort of hurry to finish her business in the bathroom and come back out.

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