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Down in smoke.

By: Lapsa/Kiki

For: Rose

It had only been a few weeks since the "Jessabelle's Dairy and Tobacco Inc." had opened its doors on the small tropical island, but its influence was already starting to upset several locals. The company had chosen that small place as its testing ground after a failed trial run else-where.

Large amounts of land was required by the company in order to raise the cattle that would serve to help make the dairy products that were half their namesake, and even more land would be required to grow the tobacco that comprised the other half. It was these two things that upset locals the most, the loss of land meant a lessening of the natural beauty of the island, especially with the unsightly look and awful smell that the cattle ranches produced.

Another factor, and minor hurtle for the company, came from the fact that the island's population had never been introduced to tobacco. They were not culturally prone to want cigars, cigarettes, or dip. In addition, the population happened to have a health-conscious sect among them that only served to worsen the reaction to the company.

The outrage of the island's inhabitants manifested first as complaints directed to the very weak government on the island. But after the company established it soon became obvious that letters would do nothing, and so began protests against it. Ranches were occupied to prevent any work, farms left unattended by striking workers, and employees still loyal to the company were kept from getting to work by chains of furs.

At first the head of a the company, a chubby older bovine women named Jessabelle, had tried handling the protesters persuasion, trying to convince them they needed the business on the island, that it would bring jobs and help the island become more self-sufficient.

When it finally became apparent that such methods were not going to stop the outrage the bovine resorted to other means. Soon non-local private security arrived, with the island's government itself being too weak to do anything about it the protesters were violently driven off, some even ending up in the custody of the company, and most not returning.

This only served to make the protesters more violent. Farms were burned, homes vandalized. It was starting to cost the company more than the sales had started to bring in, and there was still the issue of no one on the island using most of the products. But Jessabelle had thought up a plan to change all of that.

At the head of the protests was a colorful native of the island, a mostly Cyan fox with green and orange markings on her arms and legs. Jessabelle had been watching the vixen with interest for a while, studying her, trying to find out everything she could about this nuisance to the company.

Kiki was her name, a waitress at the nearby resort, not a very powerful position, but on such a small island you didn't need a high end job to be a well-respected member in the community. The vixen was the first to organize protests, and the first to be wary of the company from the moment she saw the bovine step onto the docks. Worse still, for Jessabelle, was that Kiki was one of the health conscious members of the community, despite working at a place that served alcohol the vixen shunned such things herself, and was very verbal about the dangers of tobacco products, and the damage that the ranches and farms would cause to the island, and thus its people.

On one such occasion of a protest Jessabelle noticed Kiki was among the crowd. It was the first time she'd seen the vixen directly take part in a protest, and also a trigger for her to put her plan into place. The bovine quickly phoned down to the security keeping guard, giving them instructions to invite Kiki in to speak with her, telling her that Jessabelle would be willing to negotiate something that would benefit everyone on the island.

A knock came to the door of Jessabelle's office, the bovine women just smiling, waiting a few seconds to take a puff of a cigarette before responding. "Come in, I'm ready to see her now." The door opened to reveal a buff bull security guard followed by Kiki. "Ah, there you are. I've heard so much about you. You are a really influential member of the community here on this island. It's why I wanted to speak to you...come, take a seat!" Jess's voice was filled with enthusiasm, her foreign Dixie accent heavy.

Kiki nodded, a stern look on her face as she came further into the room, taking a seat on one of the posh leather chairs in front of the bovine's desk. "I appreciate you inviting me here, but I somehow doubt we'll end up reaching any compromise. None of our complaints have been addressed, and there is no way for them to be addressed without your company leaving this island." Jess remained calm, standing up and looking down at the protesters out of a large window behind her desk, letting out a puff of smoke from her cigarette before turning and walking over to the vixen, placing her free hand on Kiki's shoulder. "Now dear, I'm sure that isn't the only solution we could come up with...I know you, like all your fellow citizens, work very hard for what you have, right?"

Kiki's expression turned to one of confusion as she turned her head to face the bovine women. "Yes, and we don't want to see it ruined by your company. Almost all our island's income comes from tourism, not to mention that we don't need more bad influences on the island like tobacco products. They've never been a part of our culture, and never will be." The vixen crossed her arms now, letting out a huff.

Jess's smile still persisted, turning away from the vixen to look out the window again she paused before letting out a chuckle. "I've seen were you live, and how much you make...surely you wouldn't mind having a bit more money, maybe a bigger house, better furniture...modern comforts?" Jess turned back to the vixen, a sly smile still on her face. "I'd be willing to give you each of those things...in exchange for your assistance to our company."

The vixen felt her mind fill with rage at the offer. "A bribe? You want to bribe me to abandon my home to your corrupt company?" She let out a low growl just at the revulsion of such an offer. "I refuse, I am appalled you'd even think that I would accept such a vile offer from such a witch like yourself!"

Despite the fiery vixen's comments Jess remained calm, calming behind the vixen now, hand still on her shoulder gently. "I'm leaving, we are done here. Just wait until I tell them about this." The vixen went to stand back up only to be pushed back down by the women. "Ah-ah-ah. Not so fast. You see...one way or another, you are going to be silenced"

"W-what? Let go of me! Let me out of here, you can't keep me here!" The vixen tried again to pull herself out of the chair, though the chubby bovine had no trouble keeping the much smaller vixen down while she reached for something, holding her cigarette in her mouth. "I can, and I will." With that the vixen felt her hands being pulled behind the chair, cold metal clamping down on her wrists as a pair of handcuffs were placed on her.

"N-no! T-take these things off of me! S-someone help! This women is nuts!" Kiki struggled and screamed, hoping to maybe attract the attention of someone else on the floor as her fear started to get the better of her as her expression changed, heart pounding in her chest now. She frantically pulled against the cuffs, her wide eyes following the ever smiling bovine as she moved back into full view.

"Scream all you want...no one is going to come to help you." Jess blew a puff of smoke into the vixen's face, making Kiki cough and wince as the cloud burned her eyes and throat. "Everyone on this floor already knows what I have in store for you, little vixen..." She chuckled again, taking another drag of her cigarette.

"Y-you won't get away with this." The vixen coughed some as she spoke, her throat still burning some as she let out another low growl. "P-people will notice I'm gone, and they'll know it was you." Jess nearly fell over laughing, making the vixen tilt her head in confusion, a sickening feeling starting to grow within her that she couldn't quite place. "No one will miss you...because you are not going to disappear...we just need to fix you, is all. As I said, we just need to shut you up." Jess started to unbutton her blouse, letting the vixen think over the words.

"A-and h-how exactly were you going to do that?" She struggled again, swallowing hard as the sickening feeling in her grew. "Well, you refused to easy way...but I have a backup plan." The bovine finally finished unbuttoning her blouse, revealing her chubby upper body and her large tits which were barely contained by the small black bra they were in.

"W-what are you doing? Why are you getting naked?" The vixen barely managed out the words, fear still hanging heavy over her mind as she watched the bovine remove her bra next. "You'll see here in a second, haha." The women slowly approached the vixen, grabbing her muzzle when she was close enough and slowly guiding her lips to one of her teats. "Now, gunna have you drink down some of my breast milk. And don't bother biting, it won't help you."

Kiki struggled, trying to keep her lips firmly closed as the nipple was rubbed across her face, milk dribbling down her chin down and onto her clothes. After only a few seconds though the women finally just forced the vixen's mouth open, shoving the teat inside and holding the vixen's head in place, a hand around her muzzle to keep her mouth shut. "Good girl, just drink down the milk."

The warm liquid filling her maw didn't taste like milk at all, it was thick, creamy, but also had a bitter taste to it, something the vixen couldn't quite place, but didn't trust at all. She desperately tried to spit it back out, hold it in her mouth for as long as she could, but her struggling earlier had caused the flow of milk to be too much to handle. After a while she was forced to swallow a large gulp down, coating her throat in the bitter taste and making her cringe slightly.

"You know what that taste is dear?" The bovine said, barely holding back a chuckle as her free hand started to gently stroke the vixen's cheek. "Well, docs said I've been a smoker so long my body puts the stuff in my milk. That is almost pure nicotine you are drinking down there." The vixen's eyes went wide again as she tried even more desperately to removing herself from the teat, letting out muffled screams, her motions only making the bovine lactate more and more. "That is right little foxy. Each gulp of milk you take is gunna make you crave the next even more, up until you gotta smoke as much as me, or breastfeed. And before too long you'll be begging me to stay on this island so that you can get your next fix."

Kiki only struggled more, occasionally being forced to gulp down a mouthful of the nicotine laced milk. Each time she swallowed down the bitter substance she felt herself crave it more and more, a tingle in the back of her mind telling her to drink more, to savor every drop. The effects of the milk were far more quick acting and potent than any cigarette ever could be. Each gulp came sooner and sooner, the vixen getting calmer and calmer as tears streamed down herself. She could feel herself growing more fond of the liquid, the addiction inside of her being fed and amplified more and more as she was helpless to fight against it. Her will was being etched away by the craving.

"Good girl, I see ya'll are startin' to enjoy yourself, huh? I told ya it wouldn't be too long." The bovine chuckled as she loosened her grip on Kiki's muzzle, not enough to let her go completely, just enough to prove to herself that the vixen was indeed getting addicted. Sure enough, even as the hand was removed the vixen kept suckling away, whimpering softly to herself as she felt the hand loosen, yet her body did nothing to try to escape, just gulping down more milk, lips tightly wrapped around that teat, tongue eagerly trying to coax out more and more milk.

Jess let the vixen suckle for almost half an hour more before pulling her off, quickly putting her top back on. "I think that should be good enough, hun. You probably'll smoke a pack'a'day as it is." The vixen just sat there for a minute before recovering, tongue still making a motion as if she was suckling, eyes glazed over as tears continued to stream down her face. "H-how c-could you...y-you monster..." Jess just chuckled, lighting up another cigarette. "Easy, I'm just trying to make a living." She took a puff before blowing the smoke into the vixen's face. It stilled burned her eyes and throat, but as her sensitive nose caught the scent she could feel her body acting against her will, her mouth starting to suckle on an invisible teat once more as her body and mind craved the nicotine she was smelling.

"Hehe, already? I guess my milk is more potent than I thought." Jess went to hold the cigarette to the vixen, not pushing it in her mouth just yet, holding it far enough away to give Kiki a choice. The vixen struggled for a second before whimpering, shaking her head. "P-please...n-no...j-just let me go...I promise I'll never bother you or your company again." The bovine smiled, pushing the cigarette into the vixen's mouth, forcing her to smoke. "That isn't good enough anymore, it won't be enough to let you get away, I want to turn you into the model smoker, maybe even the mascot for the company, haha. Pure anti-smoker turned into the biggest smoker on the island, I love it."

The vixen just whimpered again, taking a puff of the cigarette, letting the smoke fill her lungs, burning them and her throat. Her addiction was so strong though that she didn't care about the discomfort, her need to cough being suppressed by her stronger desire to let the smoke fill her. She barely felt it at all, her mind rewarding her with a jolt of pleasure for feeding the craving with each puff. She savored it, her will fading away as the cigarette dwindled down to just a butt, leaving her craving even more. Jess smiled, flicking the butt into an ashtray on her desk.

"I'll even start you off with a pack for free, you'll have to work for more." Jess moved behind Kiki again to take the cuffs off, lighting up another cigarette for herself as she moved back to her seat. "Here" She slid a pack and her lighter to the vixen who eagerly grabbed both items, making no attempt to leave. Her mind being muddled and clouded by her addiction. A voice screaming in her to light up another, and to do anything she could to keep them coming "How does it feel? How does it feel to smoke after being so against it?"

Kiki opened the pack slowly as she thought over the question. She slowly took out a cigarette, looking it over before holding it to her lips, hands almost shaking as she lit it. She took a long puff, holding the smoke in her lungs for a while before letting it out and responding. "I-it feels...good. I...I like it." The bovine smiled, taking a puff of her own cig. "Good, good. Aren't you happy I showed you how pleasurable it can be?"

Kiki felt a tinge of nervousness inside her, a bit of herself pushing against the addiction, though with another drag it was suppressed, her nerves calming down once more as she gave in. "Yes, th-thank you. I-I didn't know it could ever feel this good to smoke." Jess leaned back in her chair. "So what do you think about my offer now?"

"W-what do you want me to do exactly?" Kiki took another drag from her cigarette, finishing it off as she took out another to quickly replace it, relaxing more in the chair as she awaited her instructions. "Well, first, help me stop these protests...they are getting in the way of business..." Jess sat up in her chair, her smile curling even more deviously. "And also help me market my new brand of milk. "Nictose Brand Milk" I think it'll be a big hit once it takes off, it has an...acquired taste." She chuckled, looking at the vixen who nodded, somewhere back in her mind she knew what she was agreeing to do to her island, her friends, her community...but she didn't care, the last of her will was overcome by her addiction, all she could think about was getting more cigarettes or milk to feed it.

The End