Coughing Fit Asian Smoker: Breathing Exercises + Breast Massage Smoke

POV: The cough comes sudden and deep, chest heaving as I double over, waves of ragged hacks shaking my body until my eyes water and my throat burns raw. I gasp for air, breasts bouncing with every spasm, but once it eases, I reach for the cigarette anyway—because that’s what I need. I light it slow, take the first careful drag, letting the smoke fill the space the cough left empty. My hands move to my chest, palms pressing in gentle circles, massaging deep breaths in and out while the nicotine settles everything back into place. Each inhale is measured, each exhale steady, fingers kneading soft flesh, tracing over nipples as the calm returns. The smoke drifts lazy around me, lungs finally quiet, body relaxed under my own touch. I keep breathing, keep massaging, keep pulling on the cigarette—turning the burn into something soothing, something mine.