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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 3: "The Machine" As she drove home, Maureen resisted the urge to light up another Allure, but barely. She didn't feel like she was experiencing a physical craving. Quite the contrary, chain smoking the two Allures back in the office left her feeling quite satisfied, and the pleasant buzz she had experienced stayed with her for well-over the 10 minutes or so that it took her to drive home. Yet, the physical sensation of smoking the new cigarette had a definite, well, allure to it. It felt fantastic in her lungs, and she could almost feel the nicotine hitting her brain after every puff. As she walked in the door, she could no longer resist, so Maureen took her purse, and made a beeline to her favorite chair, where an ashtray was waiting. Trying her best to be casual, she unwrapped the pack and took out one of the Allures. Within moments, it was lit, and Maureen once again felt the pleasure wash over her as she hungrily smoked. She smoked freely throughout the night, smoking while studying for a while. She made remarkable progress in her school work; it seemed that smoking the new cigarettes sharpened her mind, and she grasped the material with little effort. When she finally rose from her chair, she was surprised both by the lateness of the hour, and by the unpleasant realization that she only had a few Allures left. Before bed, she smoked one of her normal brand, but found it much less satisfying than the Allure, so she finished it and then chained into her new favorite cigarette. That night, she slept soundly, with vivid dreams that she remembered quite clearly when she awoke the next morning. Waking up, this time before her alarm clock went off, she immediately thought, as she always did, of smoking. But this morning, it seemed that she couldn't get her cigarette lit fast enough. Her first few puffs, she smoked like a fiend, and was rewarded once again with the amazingly nice buzz that the Allures provided. Because she only had two left, she resisted smoking a second Allure, but instead substituted two of her regular brand, which combined to provide her needed fix. Maureen decided to save her remaining Allures to smoke after each of her morning classes, but didn't quite make it, instead chaining them in the car on the way to school. It seemed that the day dragged on and on. She found herself chain smoking her regular brand whenever she wasn't in class, but they weren't as satisfying, and they left a scratchy feeling in her throat and lungs that she didn't get at all from her Allures. Nevertheless, she continued to smoke quite heavily through the day until around 2:30, when Maureen decided to go in early to her new job. As she entered the building, all she could think about was getting more of that alluring smoke inside her, and she rushed to room 20. "Hi, Emily," she said, nervously, as she greeted the petite receptionist. "I wasn't supposed to come in for another half-hour, but I didn't have anything better to do." "Hi, Maureen," said Emily, exhaling smoke from the half-smoked cigarette she was enjoying. "Dr. Monroe won't be in until 3:00, but you're free to wait if you'd like, or you can come back." "I'll wait," Maureen said, trying not to sound exasperated. She sat down, but as an idea occurred to her she stood back up. "Hey, do you suppose I could bum a smoke off of you? I ran out." Sympathetic concern was evident on Emily's young and pretty face. "That's horrible. Of course you can." Maureen had her lighter in her hand and ready to go even before Emily handed her another Allure. She clicked her lighter as she took it between her trembling index and middle fingers. She lit it immediately, and took a series of short and powerful drags, inhaling the last as deeply as she could. As the smoke once more filled her body, Maureen felt her anxiety melt swiftly away, replaced by the now familiar tingle of warmth within her chest. She closed her eyes, and said, softly, "That's much better. Thank you." After a few more drags, Maureen felt completely wonderful once again. Emily continued to regard Maureen sympathetically. "I hate when I run out or can't smoke, which is part of why I enjoy my work so much," she said, taking a deep drag of her own. "I can pretty much smoke all day long, except when I'm eating or sleeping." Maureen thought that she didn't have to be a rocket scientist to realize that what she was smoking was incredibly addictive, much more so than the cigarettes that she had already grown so accustomed to. "What have you people done to me?" she asked between drags. "I'm like a heroin addict." She added, almost as an afterthought, "Not that I mind though." "I know what you mean. I just really, really like these Allures," replied Emily, taking an exceptionally big puff and smiling. "I've loved them since my first one." Maureen nodded her head in agreement as they each simultaneously took another drag. Emily continued, "I don't have to tell you how enjoyable they are. And you'll find that there are other aspects of this program that are even more pleasurable, if you can believe it." Maureen felt reassured by Emily's words, and even more curious about what she meant by the more pleasurable components of the study. She was about to ask for details, when Dr. Monroe walked in, smoke streaming from her own Allure, and from her lips and nostrils. "Hi Maureen! Good to see you. How are you liking our product?" "It's wonderful, thanks, but I have some questions." "That's understandable. I'll be completely candid with you and hopefully answer all of your questions to your satisfaction. Would you like to step into my office?" "Thanks, Emily," said Maureen, winking at the receptionist. She went into Dr. Monroe's office, followed by the older woman, who closed the door behind her. "Today I'll tell you a bit more about our study, and then I'll show you one of our new projects that we're working on. If you have any further questions, you can feel free to ask them, but hopefully I'll answer most of them for you during the tour. "First, I'll be very candid with you. Allures are very addictive, because they contain a very potent and unique form of nicotine that we've developed." Dr. Monroe pumped on her cigarette before she continued, "In the past, tobacco companies experimented with different additives in their cigarettes, hoping to develop a more enjoyable product. Rather than using additives, we have experimented with genetic modification in our tobacco plants. We have several goals in mind: to create a cigarette that is much safer, and also much more pleasurable. Allures represent a breakthrough towards both of those ends, although they are only one step forward, and we expect to make further progress." "So you mean to tell me that there are no health risks with Allures?" "I wouldn't say `no health risks,' but they're a significant improvement over other brands. Part of the reason is that we have successfully engineered tobacco plants that produce less carcinogenic byproducts when burned. Another part of the reason is that the smoke of Allures is absorbed much more quickly into the blood stream, with less dangerous residues left in the smoker's lungs. We've done significant animal testing, and while the animals are not as healthy as the control group, they are much better off than those exposed to regular tobacco smoke. "A second benefit to Allures, as I have mentioned, is that they provide a highly rewarding smoking experience." As if to accentuate this point, Dr. Monroe lit up again, and Maureen followed suit. "Conventional tobacco affects smokers less as the brain adjusts and adapts to the nicotine in them. Our product works differently, and provides lasting enjoyment, because the brain never grows desensitized to it. Every time is like your first time. "Finally, our product utilizes a form of nicotine that is non-poisonous, and so it is possible to have a higher concentration of nicotine in each cigarette. Conventional cigarettes actually contain several forms of nicotine, the most potent of which is commonly called `freebase nicotine' and is highly toxic. Allures also contain several forms of nicotine, each of which produces a different pleasurable effect in the smoker's brain. Our goal in this study is to further perfect Allures, and to make, in short, the perfect cigarette." Maureen found all of this information very interesting, and said very little, taking in every word as she also took in more of the allure smoke. As she took a final puff off of the last one she had lit, Dr. Monroe suddenly changed her demeanor, and smiled a mischievous grin at her. "You've been smoking our regular 100's. Would you like to try one of our newest pleasures?" "Um, ok." Dr. Monroe led Maureen out of her office and ushered her into an elevator. The two of them went up to the 4th floor, and got out of the elevator. They walked around a corner to a room with a little sign above it. "Room 414." The inside of the room resembled a dentist's office, with a reclining chair, and a machine with a tube coming out of one end. There was also a sort of cap, and a computer monitor. She sat back in the chair, while Dr. Monroe fastened the cap to her head. "This is to monitor how your brain responds to what you'll be smoking." Dr. Monroe turned on the screen, which showed a picture of Maureen's brain, colored red and yellow and orange and blue in various places. "Right now, your brain is showing heightened activity in the pleasure centers, as indicated by the places where you see light blue, here," she pointed with her lit cigarette, "and here. "Now I want you to take this tube, and, when you're ready, press the little button at the end of it and breathe in. I think you'll really like it." Maureen's head was already spinning with pleasure, but nonetheless, she put the tube in her mouth and pressed the little button. A smoky substance immediately jetted out, and filled her lungs. As the smoke made its way rapidly through her lungs and into her brain, Maureen felt an intense thrill of pleasure fill her entire body. She felt as if it was too much, and she almost passed out for a second. Her body twitched with the deepest and most powerfully amazing experience she had ever had. It was as if time stopped for a moment, and there was only the smoke within her lungs and the smoke tube in her hands begging for her to take another, longer inhale. Glancing at the computer monitor, she noticed the areas of her brain that had been a light shade of blue instantly turn dark purple and begin to glow brightly. She exhaled forcefully, eager to take in more. She put the tube again in her mouth, this time unabashedly taking in as much smoke as she could directly into her lungs. She held the smoke in, her face beaming. As she exhaled, she was speechless, and could only smile dreamily as she fixed her lips once again around the tube and took in more of this delightful and exhilarating smoke. Tears of ecstasy filled her eyes, and her whole body shook with orgasmic intensity. The voice of reason told Maureen that what she was smoking must be some variety of tobacco that was incredibly addictive, much more than anything she had ever tried before. But this reasonable voice was drowned out by the deep and intense experience of pleasure that commanded her to keep pumping this new smoke into her most willing body. Finally, Maureen spoke, in a whisper, between pumps, smoke spewing from her lips and nostrils as the words came forth. "Oh, yes. Yes. I love it. Yes. More." She breathed more in, repeatedly, franticly, until the bliss was too much, and she lost consciousness. Upon waking, Maureen found herself lying on a bed in an unfamiliar room. She looked up, and saw Dr. Monroe sitting across from her in a chair, smiling, and offering her another Allure, which she eagerly took. Her hands shook violently as she struggled to get it lit. As she inhaled, her hands immediately regained their dexterity. She took another puff as Dr. Monroe lit up. "How long-" "About 2 hours," Dr. Monroe answered her question before Maureen finished it. She smiled again, and added in a sensuous voice as she exhaled, "How did you like it?" "It was like heaven," said Maureen, between puffs. "When can do it again?" "Soon. Very soon. But not yet. There's something we need you to help us with first." "Anything. I'll do anything." |
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