Smoke Trip

Kent was on vacation sitting by the hotel pool, waiting for his husband Liam to return from a smoke tour. Kent had never been into smoking, hating the taste and smell, always telling his husband to do it elsewhere and come back clean. He tried to dismiss the thoughts and relax, excited to spend time together on their trip once they finished their personal endeavors.

Kent tried not to look up as an older man with a pipe passed in front, settling themselves in the chair next to Kent. The smell of smoke immediately flooded the area, each of Kent's breaths filled with the fumes of tobacco. Kent wasn't sure how a man could radiate the smell so much, realizing even the thick hair on his skin must have been trapping it. He hoped to god his husband wouldn't smell that bad, making a move to get up when the man grabbed his hand.

Kent turned to face the man properly, shocked when he finally recognized his husband. There was little left to reflect the same man, but the eyes were unmistakable. A bleached white waterfall of a beard flowed from his cheeks much like the wisps of smoke that came from his mouth, surrounding the color his beard once had. A pudgy belly had formed where a svelte body had been, filling with smoke while a haze of fur coated his body, covering his distinct tattoos.

"Hey beauty" Liam said, pulling his husband in for a kiss.

Kent's head was immediately filled with smoke as Liam exhaled into him. The taste filled his nose as the vapor was pushed into his body, the back of his throat set ablaze while the rest of it went into his lungs. He wanted to cough, pull back and get away, but his body was no longer in his control. He kissed back with the same passion, trying to suck as much of the remaining air from Liam's lungs as a warm fuzzy feeling began quickly spreading from inside him.

Kent fell back into his chair with his head spinning, feeling as if the smoke were absorbing into his body. Liam watched as white curls began to pop from Kent's skin covering his stomach that softened into a cloud of a pillow. Kent's hair started losing its color while a salt and pepper beard pushed out from his face, following the trails of smoke leaving his mouth. Liam pushed his pipe into Kent's mouth, forcing the changes to speed up as his body breathed on instinct.

In moments Kent had become a twin to Liam, two hairy pudgy smoke daddies with a pipe permanently dangling from their lips. Kent followed his husband back to the smoke shop, eager to try more.