Logic-less Dose for Tina, the Researcher's "Friend"

"Tina, you know smoking is bad for you, right?"

"God Trish, of course. That isn't part of whatever this is, is it?" Tina replied, sitting on a high stool with her manicured hands folded neatly in her lap, her legs crossed in the skirt she decided to wear for some dumb reason. It's not like her friend's mad experiments were something to dress for, and she had a lab coat covering herself anyway, even if she had left it unbuttoned.

Besides, they were just in their own dorm, trying something Trish had made in the lab. Maybe she would leverage her outfit into some sort of outing later.

"Don't worry, I'm just establishing a baseline and making sure you at least understand the facts."

"I can think for myself you know. I'm not stupid."

"Hey, Tina," Trish reached out, lightly touching Tina's arm, "of course you can. This is just for the experiment, and maybe we can help you out on the way. Like with your first date with Robert. Just relax, okay?"

"Yeah okay, sorry," Tina muttered, feeling a sense of calm rush through her.

"Good, good. Now, Tina, everyone knows smoking is bad for their health, right?"

"Yeah, duh."

"Cool, cool. But if everyone knows that smoking is unhealthy, and you smoke, then doesn't it follow that everyone would think that you're doing something bad to yourself, even lose respect for you doing it?"

Tina scratched her head, squinting, her head feeling fuzzy. Things seemed odd, somehow. "Um... yeah, I guess..."

"It's okay Tina, you're doing great. We both know that you want others to like you, right?"

"Yeah, for sure!" That one was easy, and Tina smiled at the slight break in her mental fog.

"Of course you do, it's only natural. With that being the case, you have to quit smoking for others, right?"

"Wait, why?"

Trish just smiled, though it didn't seem to reach her eyes. Slowly, she said, "Because if you smoke, people will lose respect for you."

"And then they won't... like me?"

The researcher patted Tina on the head and said, "That's exactly right! I'm so proud of you Tina! You get why you have to quit now, don't you?"

"Um... yeah, I guess I do, but that's like, hard." Tina's eyes refocused for a moment, and she said, "Don't patronize me."

"I wouldn't dream of it! Sorry if I sounded like I was. I promise, everything I'm saying is needed for the experiment."

Tina just rolled her eyes and said, "Yeah, yeah. Sure, whatever you say."

Trish's mouth tightened into a line. Finally, she adopted a soothing voice and said, "So, we established that you have to quit smoking if you want people to like you, right?"

Tina sighed, but her eyes began to unfocus yet again. Finally, she said, "Yeah, we did. How... how do I do that?"

"Well, it is true that it can be tough to quit smoking. But smoking is harmful, everyone knows that, and you want to quit."

"Yeah, but how does that-"

Trish leaned forward, staring into Tina's eyes. "Even though it's hard, lots of people have quit smoking. They realized that it was gross and stopped themselves, but some needed help. It must be gross because people don't like it.

"Yeeeahhh, I suppose." Wait, that isn't right, wasn't smoking a relaxing thing?

"Obviously smoking is gross since everyone hates it, so you must feel like it's gross too. And if it's gross, you must hate even the thought of a cigarette."

"Yeah, you're like, totally right. Ugh, I don't even want to think about smoking!" Wait... no...

"Of course you don't, no one does. So, do you think you can quit smoking?"

Tina paused. She wanted to say yes because she obviously hated smoking. She didn't have any clue how she could have gotten into such a disgusting habit in the first place. But she paused, thinking. Even though she hated it, she could already tell her body needed its fix. The cravings were still there, and she couldn't hold them back. Finally, she said, "No, I don't think I can."

Trish sat back with a huff, her lab coat briefly cutting into her tits. She said, "And why the hell not?"

Tina clenched her hands in her lap, then said, "I-I don't think I can deal with the cravings."

Trish looked thoughtfully at the ceiling, and said, "Oh, I see." After a moment, she sat forward and said, "How often do you blow Robert?"

"Once or twice a week... hey, what the hell kind of question is that Trish!" Tina sat up in her seat, her face animating.

She saw Trish's hands raise. Trish smiled sheepishly, and said, "Sorry, sorry, just curious. Won't happen again."

"It better fucking not."

Trish muttered, "Though you have been a bit of a dick."

"What was that? Something you want to share, Trish?"

"No, no, sorry. I was just thinking about the next test. And how relaxing it must be for you to be sitting there, listening to my soft voice and letting it surround you. How simple it must be to talk about anything while you're so relaxed, testing with me, your friend. Does it make you feel calm, doing this?"

Tina blinked slowly, hunched on her seat. Finally, she simply said, "Yes."

"I thought so. The way the warmth in this room caresses your body, the way we talk and talk in order to help you, it all just feels like a nice, relaxing day in bed. Doesn't it?"

"Definitely."

"Good, I'm glad to hear it. Now, I believe you were saying that you wanted to quit smoking, but that you still had cravings?"

"Yeah, I don't... what... how do I deal with that?"

Trish's eyes gleamed. She sat forward and brushed the tip of her finger along Tina's cheek. "Why, that's simple dear. We just have to get you something to replace the itch with. Something that can replace the feelings that the nicotine would give you."

Tina stared straight ahead, thinking. She said, "So, what would that be?"

"I'm glad you asked! Smoking used to relax you, right?"

"Yeah, definitely."

"And you would do it more when you were stressed?"

"I think so. Yeah, I did."

"This next thing is going to seem off-topic, but it's not. I promise. You can trust me. I've led you well so far, right?"

"Um..."

"We're making progress on your smoking right now. I know that you think it's gross, and we're just about to cure you! It just might seem odd, but you must know that I have your best interests at heart!" Trish studied Tina's face, then added, "And you remember how the boob thing went with Robert, right? That was helpful, so I must a helpful and good friend."

Tina smiled, cupping her boobs. "Yeah. Helpful. A good friend."

"Exactly! So, since I'm helpful and a good friend, you know that anything I say to you will be with your best interests at heart."

"That... makes sense."

Trish bit her lip, then said, "Since smoking is harmful, you should quit. To quit, you need to find something to replace nicotine. Smoking made you feel relaxed and happy. It was an escape. Sex is an escape that makes people relaxed and happy."

Tina jolted, but her eyes stayed fixated on nothing at all. She said, "What? How... I don't think-"

Trish pressed on, saying, "I'm a good friend, someone you trust. I'm only telling you that sex is an escape like smoking because it's in your best interest to know it."

"R-right..."

"I'm glad you can see what I mean! Wow, Tina, you're doing great!"

"I am?"

"Of course you are! Now, Tina, this is important, and I'm only telling you because I'm such a good friend and I want to help you solve your smoking problem. Can you follow along for me Tina?"

"Yes Trish, thank you."

"No prob-lem-o amiga. Here it is: you should just give blowjobs instead of smoking! Or cunnilingus if you swing that way. Which we both know you do. It will be so perfect!"

Tina shook her head slowly, blinking. She muttered, "N-no, I, I don't think that-"

Trish placed her hand on top of Tina's slowly stroking the back of it. She said, "I know that sounds weird Tina. It sounds weird at first, right?"

"Yeah, it definitely-"

"But it's only weird at first. I'm sure you're already starting to see how it makes sense."

"I am?"

"Well, I certainly hope so! We already established that smoking and sex are both relaxing, and blowjobs are a part of sex."

"I guess that's true."

"It certainly is. Plus, a dick is not all that different from a cigarette. They're both somewhat cylindrical, and they both go in your mouth! It's a perfect fit for what you need. It's relaxing, AND it won't leave your cute lips all empty and aching!"

"C-cute?"

"Oh don't give me that, Tina. You know your lips are cute."

"Yeah... cute lips. I have cute lips." She smiled slightly and touched her mouth gently.

Rolling her eyes, Trisha tightened her grip on Tina's hand and said, "Can you see how replacing cigarettes with blowjobs could work?"

Tina licked her lips slowly. Reminding herself about her lips always helped her think. They were just so cute. She said, "I think so. Will it satisfy the same craving though?"

Tina smiled. That must be what she had sensed was wrong. God, her trusted bestie Trish really could be a dumb smartypants sometimes.

Sighing, Trish looked at Tina while she slightly giggled in front of her. After a moment, she said, "It seems odd, but it actually can satisfy the addiction. It becomes an addiction itself, but anything is better than smoking. Smoking is gross."

"Smoking is gross." Tina shuddered, then said, "How can blowjobs be addicting though?"

"Smoking is relaxing just like blowjobs, right?"

"Um, yeah. That sounds right."

"Well, blowjobs are just like smoking. They feel relaxing and they give your mouth something to do. Lots of people give them all the time. Once you replace your smoking habit with them, I'm sure you'll find that they scratch the exact same itch. Hell, when the guy cums in your mouth it's even just like the satisfying feeling you get when you finish a cigarette!"

Tina blanched. She said, "In my mouth? I've never... um, that seems..."

"You've done it?" After Tina shook her head no, Trish sighed and said, "Well, now we know why you don't get how this replacement could work!"

"We... do?"

"Yes, that's it! It's so obvious now. You need to taste the cum to satisfy the craving. The sucking, the rolling around your mouth, and all of that can only go so far. It's relaxing sure, and nice. But the pièce de résistance of the experience is the taste of cum at the end. It tastes amazing, I promise you. It's way better than nicotine could ever be."

"Really? I always heard-"

"What, you always heard it tasted gross? That's just what the prudes say, Tina. They don't want you to enjoy yourself. You aren't a prude, are you?"

Tina smiled, feeling like she was getting her feet under her again. "No, definitely not."

"I didn't think so. Prudes are gross."

"Yeah, they are gross."

Trish pushed on, saying, "Since prudes are gross, they want you to be gross, like them. But you're not a prude, so they want you to smoke."

Tina's brow furrowed. She said, "Oh, that, um, makes sense. Does that relate to, um-"

"Yes, it does relate. Prudes want people like me and you to smoke, so they do everything in their power to make it seem like cum isn't the tastiest thing in the world. But really, it is. The feeling you get from sucking a man's dick, from pleasuring it with your cute lips and sucking down the cum, is just indescribable. It feels like nicotine, but way better."

"Huh." Tina looked off in the distance, biting her lip.

Trish added, "You believe me, right? I'm trustworthy, you know that."

"Y-yeah, of course, Trish. That all makes sense."

"Good, I'm glad you're making progress."

"Um, Trish?"

"Yes, Tina?"

While slowly rubbing her neck, Tina asked, "I think I get how a penis could be like a cigarette, but, um, I think you said that eating someone out would be similar. Is that right?"

With a wide smile, Trish said, "Yes, it is! It might seem odd, much like the blowjob did, but it makes more sense when you think about it. Unlike a dick, a pussy is not shaped like a cigarette. We can both agree on that, I'm sure."

"Definitely."

"However, when you perform cunnilingus, you're often doing even more with your tongue and lips than you are with a blowjob! So even though it's a different thing, it's still relaxing and pleasurable. And it keeps your mouth quite busy, much like a cigarette might."

"Okay, I think I can get that."

"I hope so! There's also the matter of the clit."

"The clit? Why does that, um..."

"Oh, it matters because it's something that you can suck on! While you're doing that, you can even lick it, and move your mouth all around. The fact that girls get wet right from the start, unlike guys, is also helpful when it comes to quitting smoking since you get all that sweet sweet juice right from the start! It all makes the pussy an even better substitute for cigarettes than cock, if you like that sort of thing. Do you like it?"

Tina smiled, licking her lips. "You know I do."

"Yeah, you have been quite insatiable ever since your little growth spurt, haven't you, you little minx?"

Tina moaned and ran a hand along her right breast, then said, "Y-yes, Trish. I have."

"I'm glad to hear you being so honest with yourself. That's quite uncharacteristic, but it deserves a reward. Would you like to scratch your itch with me, right now?"

Tina blinked slowly. She swallowed, looking around. Finally, she said, "I don't wanna cheat on Robert."

Trish reached out and petted Tina's hair while saying, "Oh sweetheart, I know. That hasn't stopped you before though, has it?"

Leaning into Trish's hand, Tina whimpered and then said, "N-no, I needed it then."

"Oh, because you're such a needy slut?"

The words cut into Trish's psyche, but she bore it and said, "I guess."

"Well, what else would you call someone who can't keep it together enough to refrain from tasting her roommate's cunt?"

Tina paused, then sighed and said, "I dunno, a slut."

"Yes, that's right Tina." Trish affectionately ruffled Tina's hair. "It's okay to be a slut though, right? Much better than being a prude."

Tension left Tina's body and she nuzzled into Trish's hand. She said, "Yeah, it's okay to be a slut. I'm a slut."

"Exactly! Now, will you kindly take your dose of replacement nicotine and munch on my carpet?"

"N-no, don't want to cheat."

Trish sighed, then said, "It would be cheating if you gave a man who wasn't Robert a blowjob, right?"

"Yes." Tina nodded her head emphatically.

"Girls are different though. Guys don't see them as a threat, usually. We'd just be experimenting roommates, not lovers."

"Oh."

"Or we could be lovers, in secret. Guys find that hot."

"They do? I don't think that's always true."

"Well, do you think that Robert thinks lesbians are hot?"

Tina groaned, then said, "Yeah. I snooped on his computer."

Chuckling, Trish said, "And found lesbian porn, I assume?"

"And then some."

"Well, there you go. He likes it. So we can do it, and it'll be our little secret. It's not cheating."

"Not... cheating?"

Trish smiled, staring into Tina's eyes. "No, not at all. Besides, you smoked a lot, right?"

"Yeah, at least five or six a day."

"You're going to have to replace each of those cigarettes with oral, and I doubt Robert would be up for that."

Tina frowned and said, "Don't blowjobs, like, work better than smoking?"

"It tastes better, and feels better, but it doesn't satisfy you for longer. It's just a replacement, after all."

"Oh, I see."

Trish cupped Tina's chin with her hand, then said, "So, you're going to need lots and lots of oral. Men can't give it to you, because Robert doesn't have enough, and doing it with anyone else would be cheating. Doing it with women, though, isn't cheating, so you'll have to go to them. Otherwise, you'll still feel the need to smoke cigarettes. You don't want that."

"No, cigarettes are totally gross!"

"Exactly." Trish leaned close to Tina. She said, "So, do you want your reward?"

Nervously, Tina replied, "Yes please, Trish."

"Great!" Trish clapped her hands, then hopped up on the table next to Tina. She unbuttoned her lab coat, revealing a short skirt and no panties. After she pulled that up, Tina got a close look at something she had seen many times before: Trish's shaved snatch and her thick, creamy thighs.

Before she dove in to satisfy her growing cigarette craving, Tina grew concerned. She looked at Trish and said, "This never seemed to help before, are you sure that-"

Cutting her off, Trish hastily said, "Yes, this will completely satisfy your nicotine craving. I guarantee it. It only didn't before because you didn't want to quit smoking yet. Since you didn't want to quit, you must have always convinced yourself that I didn't taste great and didn't satisfy your addiction. That way, you probably thought that you would be able to keep smoking."

"Now that I want to quit, it'll be better?"

"Yeah, I knew you were a smart one." Trish smiled, then said, "Imagine the best food you ever had, something sweet that you want to have all the time. Can you imagine it for me, Tina?"

"Yeah." Tina started to salivate, imagining her favorite dessert.

Trish watched drool starting to collect at the corner's of Tina's limp mouth, then said, "Good, thank you Tina. Now, think hard about my pussy, keeping that good taste in your mind while you do."

"Okay, Trish." Tina concentrated, biting her wet lip.

Trish felt her lower lips getting wet at the sight, and said, "Great job! Can you imagine how you feel after smoking, how well it satisfies your need?"

"Yes, I can do that."

"Good, you're doing so good, Tina. Keep thinking about that, and now focus on my pussy again. Let the feelings mingle, the images collide. Are you letting that happen, Tina?"

"Yes."

"Okay, now imagine a time when you smoked, and it only partially satisfied your addiction."

Tina thought for a moment, then said, "Got it."

"Great, Tina! Don't worry, we're almost there. I just want you to focus on that feeling, and now focus on the feeling of giving a blowjob."

Tina closed her eyes for a moment, then said, "Okay."

Trish smiled and rubber Tina's head affectionately. She said, "I'm so proud of you, Tina. You're fighting off your addiction so well."

"All thanks to you, roomie."

"I suppose I helped, but you've been doing the legwork. Would you care to move on to the tongue work? I think you've more than earned it."

"I would love that." Tina smiled, then leaned in and tentatively licked Trish's pussy. Her eyes widened, her breathing quickened, and she shot up.

Trish tensed, and asked, "Is something wrong?"

"It, it, it tastes like, like... COOKIE DOUGH ICE CREAM!"

As Tina dove back in with a gusto, Trish let out a musical laugh. "It certainly does taste like the dessert of a basic bitch, doesn't it? Are you glad you let yourself know what it really tastes like? That you'll never have to smoke again?"

"Mmmmph," Tina raised her head briefly and said, "God yes," then dove back in.

Trish leaned back, moaning as she felt Tina's tongue darting in practiced circles around her labia. She could get used to this.

Her hand reached down and pulled Tina's face tighter to her crotch. For a moment, Tina felt as if she could barely breathe, her tongue flush with Trish's pelvis. Trish loosened her grip, and Tina sucked in air through her nose, her tongue continuing to lap at Trish's delicious juices. She felt her desire to smoke ebbing away as she did, and smiled even as she kept her tongue dancing to the tune she knew that Trish loved.

She was just so glad that Trish used another experiment to help her.

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A hooded figure stepped back from Trish and Tina's open window, unheard by the girls who were lost in their own carnal pleasures. The person turned, walking away towards the science labs, a pensive expression plastered on their shadowed face.