Your Smoking Habit

"You, like so many others, came to me out of health concerns, I see. Smoking is such a nasty habit, yes, and such a difficult one to break. Luckily, I believe I've made a great deal of progress. Here, try to smoke this cigarette."

You sigh, relieved that it was something so innocuous. The doctor offers you a cigarette, and you take it. At his prompting, you hold it up to your mouth. As the tip of the cigarette touches your lip, an electric shock passes through your body. You yank the cigarette away from your lips, but curiosity gets the better of you and you bring it back to your mouth. You rub the stick of nicotine around the edges of your lips and you can feel a distinct warm feeling building in your head, breasts, and crotch. Before you know it, you're sliding the small cylinder in and out of your mouth, lost in a haze of pleasure.

"That's enough, Jen," the Doctor says, grinning, and you realize that you've been giving head to a cigarette. Flustered and embarrassed, you yank it out of your mouth and throw it on the ground.

"Really," the doctor says, "the major component of a smoking addiction is an oral fixation, a feeling that your lips and mouth need to be filled with something. Many doctors attempt to remove this fixation to varying degrees, but the way I see it, it's a lot less work for me to just ramp up what's already there. And now if you ever try to have a cigarette, you'll just end up sucking on it instead! A simply elegant solution."

You stare at the man, dumbfounded, a thin sheen of spit still coating your lips. You open your mouth to give him a piece of your mind, but just as you do he pulls from his desk what appears to be a red dildo. As soon as you see it, you feel your mouth involuntarily pucker into a tight circle, and before you know it you've rushed forward and slammed the fake phallus into your mouth.

Absolute pleasure consumes all of your senses as your world shrinks to your mouth and your throbbing tits and pussy. Each time the ridge under the head passes your needy lips, a jolt passes through you and your whole body twinges until you can no longer stand and collapse on the floor, still working the red dick in and out incessantly.

"And about payment," the doctor says, walking past you to your purse, "I'll just take what I feel is sufficient, yes?" You are far too preoccupied to answer and don't notice how much money the doctor takes as he leaves the room, leaving you in the throes of bliss.