Smoked Up

You were visiting a city for a weekend, having reached out to your friend from college to stay the night. As you walked up to the address and knocked on the door, you heard him shout from inside. "Come in". You walked in, surprised to smell the house heavy with smoke. Your friend had been against the act, having been more of a health nut during university, constantly in the gym lifting staying fit. 

As you walked into the kitchen you were shocked to find him smoking a cigarette wearing only white briefs, his hand shoved down the front. He was overweight, a large belly pushing out over his waistline with all his muscular definition lost, his body soft flab with no neck. 

You stood shocked, the man much more than you had known him. He got up from the counter, walking toward you. 

"You alright?" He asked. "You look a little lost" He said, exhaling smoke directly into your face. 

Your mind was sent spiraling as you inhaled the clouds, immediately coughing up a fit feeling yourself go lightheaded. Your friend laughed, his belly shaking as he placed a hand on your shoulder. 

"This should help" He said, taking a long drag of his cigarette before bringing your head back up between his hands and placing his mouth on yours. You felt his tongue parse your lips before he exhaled, blowing your head full of smoke.

You felt your senses reeling as the world spun, clouds swirling in your skull and flooding your lungs. The itch in your throat was immediately overwhelmed, washed with the smoke, finally relieved. It only took a moment for a new need to replace it as he pulled away, your eyes narrowing hungrily on the cigarette. He took another puff before noticing your tortured look, placing the roll between your lips.

You took a greedy breath of the smoke, your head instantly numbing as the chemicals made their way into your system. Your friend smiled, watching you indulge in your new pastime and becoming addicted. You felt his touch as he began exploring you with his hands, feeling up your compliant body as you lovingly breathed in the fumes.

You wanted to do anything to remain in this state, his touch sending ripples through your smoke-filled body. He began leading you further into his apartment into his bedroom, laying you prone as you felt your will dissolving, submitting to his authority.