Smoking Hypnosis Manhwa Novels & Stories

Monalisa POV. I had no idea what I was smoking, but all I knew was that it felt good. With every drag I take, I feel my chest lighten up, and the sorrow I felt melt away. "What's in this shisha?" I ask Lil Cash as I blow out a thick cloud of smoke. A smile tugged at the corner of his lips at my obvious reaction. "We call it Hookah smoking. It's not your regular shisha, it's laced with tobacco leaves and cannabis to give a small buzz."

The blue glowing light was dynamic, moving over everything like a blue jelly hologram. A rush of excitement ran through Seung-ho as he realized this was going to be his first smoke session with Min-a. Usually, this was his way of calming down his anxiety and pressure from a project placed on him. Now here he was, about to tell his life story. Seung-ho took the first drag, inhaled deeply then let out some of the smoke. His gaze caught Min-a staring up at him. His eyes were filled with something he had never seen before… adoration. They glowed like candlesticks in his eyes, making his dark brown orbs appear even more fluid.

His disgusted and disdainful expression was so clearly express that the two guys who clearly perceoved this guy gaze had slowly but quickly lowered their hands, taking the initiative to squash the end of their cigarette distinguishing the smoke coming from it continously and got carried by the wind. The one guy who was the first one to get his smoke distinguish and disperse to the wind as Maki scrunched up his nose because of the bad smell coming from the smoke. Maki felt strangely releived that he had promised his lover to quit smoking because if he do smoke again, his daily breakfast but bad to the kidney resulting on kidney deffiency will be gone and shattered. Ash had a fawning smile on

The smoke filled my lungs again, dulling the edges of the pain in my ribs and the sharper ache in my chest, but it didn’t touch the worry that kept gnawing at the back of my mind. Maybe it would be best to call Caroline. Just to be sure that she’s not messing with Thea. I squeezed the tit in my hand harder, pinching the nipple until the girl whimpered and rode me faster, her hips slamming down with wet, obscene sounds that filled the room. With my other hand I took another drag, held the smoke until my head swam, then exhaled it toward the ceiling while I watched her tits bounce in time with her movements. “Harder,” I growled, voice thick with smoke and frustration.

“Don't stop on my account, handsome. I love seeing you stroke your cock.” His white teeth flash at me before he swallows, doing as he's told, pumping his hard cock. The other sitting beside him does the same, flicking his cock and cursing, his head thrown back in the throes of pleasure. I smile, taking a drag from the smoke. Fuck, I've never smoked before, but I'm definitely willing to do anything to get the attention I want tonight. The cigarette makes me cough, but I hold it in. I'm not letting myself falter.

, I said, trying to make him understand that I also hated him and that I would never keep something that reeks of bad memories. "Most girls like my husky smell", he said leaning in closer, and I was appalled, how could someone like the smell of cigarettes, Daniel's fingertips had turned black from his addiction of smoking, it had become a sick habit for him and ever since then I couldn't stand them they reminded me of him, the smell it brought back the worst memories. "It's not a husky smell, it stinks of cigarettes, I hate those cancer sticks", I spoke hoping he wouldn't turn out the way Daniel did, by the end of his time he had a raspy voice and an addiction to nicotine.

The smoke made Kira and Jerry cough, but it positively affected me. The more I inhaled the smoke, the calmer my mind became. My emotions slowly became detached. I could remember the illusion but the emotions I experienced in it, the pain that followed me out, they were all gone. The smoke died down and I quickly looked at Kira. From the expression on her face, it must have done the same, though she couldn't stop coughing.

“I guess I could…” Heath sighed and shook his head in rueful surrender. Rhett seemed to have taken the transformation to hybrid as an invitation to renew his smoking habit with enthusiasm. Heath recognized it as a coping mechanism – the loss of appetite for food and drink, the restriction of diet to blood only, leaving a space in his mate’s life, plus the stress of the situation returning to Havermouth with the populations’ eyes on him to help them in their changing world – and was trying hard not to come down too hard on his dark-haired mate about it, but he truly hated the set-in smell and taste of cigarettes of a habitual smoker.

Stepping out of the house, I decide that I couldn't wait until I get to the school's 'smoke area' as I pull out a cigarette from it's pack, lit it up and take in heavy puff. Exhaling, smoke oozes out of my mouth as I suddenly start to feel calm. When I'd reached the 'smoke area', Aiden yells at me. "Hey, I was waiting for you so that we could smoke together. No fair!" I take in another heavy puff of cigar. "I couldn't help it. I was about to loose my mind in that damn house" Aiden scowled in disgust. "You have the hots for old ladies now?"

Moans of passion start to fill the area around us, and despite myself, I feel my core throb with anticipation as I watch everyone quickly undress and begin to please and pleasure each other. “You,” I hiss, turning my gaze to Fernando to find that he has pulled his dick out and is slowly rubbing it. “What’s in this smoke?” “Who says it isn’t normal?” He counters, giving me a smile. “Why would you think something is wrong?” Why? Because there was no way that I would be getting turned on over something like this if I wasn’t being drugged with something, and if I had to guess, that drug was in this smoke.