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General Chatter / Taking story requests!
« on: Today at 02:45:26 PM »
Novice writer here,
Have any cool story ideas that you just don't have the time for?
Don't have enough money to find a writer to commission said story?
Then I gotcha covered!
I'm open to up to 5 requests at any given time and will try to finish the stories at the latest within the month to be generous.
I'll be open to requests until the end of March and at that point, I'll consider taking more requests or not.
There are a few things I can't say I'll be able to write about to the best of my ability
*male sneezes
*elephants
*excessive snot
Everything else I can manage at the very least.
You can make up to 2 requests on your own, but I can't stop you from asking a friend to request something for you.
Requests are made official once I confirm them Via DMs which is when I'll mark the request being made in this post.
You can see how much room is left for requests below

Requests left: 5


Have fun!

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Writer's Den / (F+Anthro) Scientifically Sneezy
« on: February 17, 2018, 05:38:47 PM »
   There was one 6 foot beauty who had what other dragonesses would believe was a very demeaning job, not her. Her long muzzle smirked whenever she finished a day’s work. She believed that if one young dragon could achieve greatness, then all her hard work would be well worth it. Being a teacher wasn’t without its obstacles, though.
   This dragoness possessed an appreciable face with kind, emerald eyes. Her wings were modest, easily able to hide under her poofy lab coat. Her scales ranged from being bright red for all to see to burgundy when approaching her belly. Her ears slicked back, appearing almost invisible unless you go out looking for them yourself. Her two horns in her head were wide and short, being more towards the front of her face and parallel to one another. Last, but not least was her peculiar muzzle. It was long but broad on the trunk, it’s sides were all scale until you reach the wide nares that approach the tip. The issue of her nares’s physiology makes it needlessly difficult for her to tend to any tickles that invade it, as it requires an entire palm of one hand moving a considerable amount to just barely rub both nostrils.
   Class was starting just as the tall dragoness, or Mrs. Elizabeth as her students would call her, was just about to put on her safety goggles. She’d always have one absent-minded child forget to put them on everyday, as she would respond with a stern look at the young dragon until they got the message. Something didn’t smell right for the science teacher, and that wasn’t just a figure of speech.
   Scanning the room, she didn’t notice one dragon who came to class today who’d be wearing anything irritating. Her nostrils weren’t flaring an awful lot, so as long as she kept her cool, she could sneeze her head off in the bathroom before second period. She subtly clawed at her nostrils just to be safe.
   “Yesterday, I believe we DID NOT finish pages 55-73, yes. So for the first half of class, you may finish anything you haven’t completed for today. Although, I should just give most of you zeros...If you do not finish even a single page, a single question, then the whole assignment will be a zero, no if, ands, or buts.” She paced, walking confidently back and forth. She eyes a particular student known for being on there phone, she continues “If you are finished early, you work on assignments for other classes, draw, chat QUIETLY. But if I see you with your muzzle stuck in your phone, you’ll be seeing me in after school detention. But if that nosey muzzle is in a book, I’ll say good things about you to your English teacher.” A couple dragons with failing grades in english briskly pulled out a book and started reading.
   Mrs. Elizabeth stuck her nose up towards the phone addicted student, walking to him slowly. Gossip quietly spread around the class, only for the dragoness to strike her pointing stick onto a student’s desk, startling all of them into silence. She finally approaches the student, sticking her hand out in demand of the phone. The young dragon nervously shuts his phone off. Mrs. Elizabeth snaches the phone not a moment after he presses the home button. “Hey, it’s not of-wait, don’t look at that!” He says. The teacher’s eyes narrow, justifying her flaring nostrils as she takes a mean glance at the student as she walks back to her desk.
   She opens up his most recent app, taking the crude joke on the page as nothing more than juvenelle. Her nostrils flare against her will again, forcing her hand to hug her muzzle for support. “Hihhhh...ahhh-hihhh!” She hitches, appearing to be laughing. The young dragon across the room smirks “See you also have great taste.” The red dragoness is appalled, saying “Heh, I’ll hihhh-have you know THIS is nuihhh...nothing more than child’s play.” She hitches, shutting the phone off. She smiles while saying “For the 3rd time this week, I’ll be calling your mother about your chronic behavior.” She says. The young dragon shakes his head in apathy, pulling out his science textbook and getting to work.
   For the next 20 minutes, many of her more kind students voiced concern has the large dragoness kept clawing at her nares. “Miss, would you like a tissue.” “I’ve always heard letting it out fe-” “Do you need to step outsid” “asdfnvbjhowajjf....” The dragoness snaps, yelling “Enough! I duhhh...don’t need to sneee-SNEEZE. Class will function just as well even if that were the case.” Her alarms rings, cueing her to start the lesson for the day. “Now, let’s begin shall we?”
   The first part of the lesson was to look at cells and to describe what you see. This was often a very brief exercise and is why the microscopes are scarcely used. The teacher relaxed as she knew that this was the perfect opportunity to sneeze, given that she finally has an excuse besides the possible perfume.
   Her first sneezes were being iffy, as her nares were waning from ticklish to very sneezy at the flip of a dime. She thought maybe bringing her scrunched muzzle to some equipment would help out. She approached a group of more generous kids and “analyzed” there findings, letting her nares easily pick up any dust lying around. Her muzzle twitches violently, triggering the sneeze to begin. Her eyes closed shut as she brings her muzzle up to the sky as high as she can. “Rraacchiewww! Ehppchiewww! Rahhh...rahhhh-rechiewww! *sniffle*” She sneezes, reducing the tickle to just an inconvenient muzzle twinge from time to time. The whole class says “bless you!” as she sniffles out any itch she can.
Class is nearing the end and her lesson is going smoothly. Taking out a day’s worth of material in one day. All of her students are being such perfect specimens so far. All she had to do was to talk a bit more about the subject and she’d be fine. Her muzzle, however, wasn’t done either. The large, red dragoness takes her pointer stick and states "Now this here is the nucleus and this is the mitochondria. As we all know, the Mitochondria is the pahihhh...is the powerhahhh...the powerhouse of the cehihh-ehhh-rraaacchiewww!" She sprays, leaving the smart couple of dragons covered in her sneeze. Embarrassed, she dismisses her students early by saying “Clahihhh….classdismmissed, have good daihhhchewwww!” she waves the kids goodbye as she scratches her burning muzzle. The final kids leaves, but the itch still hasn’t left. She lifts her head up to sneeze out the last itch for the class “RRrachiiiewww!” but not for the day of school. Her muzzle still had quite a lot to say to this big, red beauty.

   

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Art, Art, and Art! / Re: Lily (F, anthro)
« on: February 16, 2018, 10:27:00 PM »
Wholesome sneezes, so cute!

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Thank you pollenpepperlover!

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Commission Cave / Re: Story commissions?
« on: February 16, 2018, 11:40:47 AM »
I wish. Hopefully somebody can confirm something on story commissions.

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Simple, yet elegant! :P

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Art, Art, and Art! / Re: Sneeze with snow
« on: February 15, 2018, 09:40:38 PM »
Here's Absol; she drew this around the same time as that last Fennekin one cuz it's her fav. :)

D'awwwwww! Love it! I kinda was just putting out a laundry list of pokemon that might be interesting, but I didn't go through ever single pokemon on the pokedex online. I think I said plenty.

The point is, thank you!

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Art, Art, and Art! / Re: Sneeze with snow
« on: February 15, 2018, 08:33:40 PM »
So adorable! I love the soft look you put on every detail. Some non-anthro characters I'd use would be the eeveeloutions , houndoom, poochyena, mightyena, skitty, delcatty, absol, shaymin, and a few others.

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Unarchived Stories / Re: [F + Starfox] Krystal*
« on: February 13, 2018, 09:15:10 PM »
Thank you for creating this! This was my first exposure to sneezefurs and I LOVE star fox and Krystal.

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Writer's Den / Re: (F+pollen+pepper) 9 o' clock worries
« on: February 11, 2018, 07:01:32 PM »
Might not be as strong as the last part, but I hope you still enjoy.


   Relieved, June collected her thoughts and tried to remember what else she was here for. Her otter friend felt all the stress put on her nose. She rubbed her sore head, catching the attention of Juniper. June read the otter’s aching face and began searching through her purse, trying to remember where her Ibuprofen might be with her still scrambled memory.
“You’re welcome!” the kitty couple say, cleaning both the otter’s and the doe’s spilled coffee. Sam gasped at how sweet the two were being and offered up a coffee coupon as she said “Thank you. We’ve must’ve been the worst to y’all. I mean…” she gestures her paws towards the ground and her pinkend nose. The female cat blushes and responds “Heh, you two are a couple of mockingbirds. My avian friend can attest to it.”  Both cats give a good laugh. After a few moments, she continues “This dearie here was friends with my ‘coon daughter back in high school.” Her SO adds “But you how things turn out with school…” the cat girl then says “Oh, she’s such a sweetheart. I’ll tell ya.” Sam interrupts “Oh, so you adopt?” Both cats look at each other for a moment, then both respond “We’re foster parents.” male cat adds “the same thing, ya know?”
An electronic beeping comes from the cat couple, they spring up while saying “Sorry, but we gotta jet.” The male one says “I got a [i|special[/i] day for you!~” The female cat hugs her SO, then they both walk out the building holding hands.
   The doe looks back out the window seal, not appearing relaxed. Sam notices this and asks “Need any help with that?” the otter holds a finger up as an offer to put it under the doe’s quivering nostrils. June scrunches her muzzle with great force, which helps with the tickle enough for now.
   Some concern still struck the mustelid’s face, but she thought it’d be silly to worry about such a minor tickle. The doe was more elated at the fact that she remembered why she was to meet the otter girl in the first place. The doe sat and said the otter “Listen, I know it was kinda awkward and all that I made you have to deal with my pesky nose as well…” The otter was about to interject, but the doe continued “But hey, with that out of the way, we can finally get to know one another.” Juniper extends her hand to Sam “Names Juniper, but my friends call me June for short.” Sam smiled, responding with “Hi Juniper, I’m Samantha, but friends call me Sam.” 
   June immediately dropped her head . Allowing Sam’s caring nature to ask her “What’s wrong?”. flustered, June admits “What is there to say? Claire must’ve told you everything. I just can’t…” A few co-workers from the back started there 9:30 shift and began asking people for seconds. A cheerful squirrel came by and decided to remedy the doe’s and otter’s situation. She pours them seconds on the house and says to the otter “Well, what did she tell you?” The squirrel smiles at the otter and uses a finger to turn Sam’s head towards her. Sam smiled , giving her re-aquainted friend a big ol’ hug.
   A mysterious tickle formed in the otter’s gentle nose. It’s perfect oval shape wiggled as it twitched slightly, but it wasn’t too much of a bother to even herself. Sam gleefully asked “Where have you been?! It’s been so long!” As the two cheered about their reunion, a saddened doe was still feeling a bit down. Before either of them notices there damsel in distress, June’s phone started ringing. She took a deep breath before answering the video call as a voice call. She said “Hello, who is this?” The voice on the other side, just as, said “Um, your ear…” She felt her deer ear, checked her phone, then immediately started sweating. The doe looked through her purse for her earphones as the ‘coon on the other side said “ Relax, those two seem fine about it.” Sam replies “Claire?! What are you doing up? I told you to get some rest, your can't be up and about like this!” 
   The otter’s squirrel friend says “I guess one of us aren’t so fine, come on!” She playfully shoves the otter “Maybe YOU should relax, eh?” Sam rubbed the back of her neck as her friends chuckled. The air seemed a lot less tense than it was before, but that didn’t change the otter’s flaring nostrils. Her modest ears fell as she closed her watering eyes for a quick sneeze. “Hepchiieeew! *sniffle*” Sam could swear the scent bothering her nose was nearby, but before she could say anything, her striped faced friend commented “Now don’t go getting sick before I get better, can you even imagine Rosa being a nurse.” The two laughed. Sam said “Don’t even! She would be like…” She stood straight, putting on a sassy impression of there skunk friend “Don’ worry, the peppa is for medical perpouses, sweetie!” They laugh some more, shedding some tears of joy.
   Calming themselves down, June asks “Claire, what did you tell Sam?” The raccoon then lists “Your whole life, your friends, your enemies, your crush!” The poor doe sweats nervously. The raccoon continues “You’d always have these big posters in your room Anton the Siberian Tiger, Russia’s super stud haha! Such a brute.” The doe admits “Yeah...he kinda was.”
   They all grinned at Claire’s verbal horseplay. June brings a finger to her nose and asks Claire “So, I heard you had a…” rubs her nose to express her point “problem with something.” Sam replies “Oh shut up, you know you’ve wanted to do that ever since TIff’ here came over.” The doe nods, putting a smug on her face. The ‘coon gasps at the doe, removing her finger to make a point only for her nose to quiver and to let out a quick sneeze “Hapspkkkkshhhhh! *snuffle*” Claire blows her cold-filled nose, only for it to be just as stuffed as before not a few moments later.
   An anger beaver yells for refills across the room, signaling the squirrel to quickly leave. She exits there space by saying “Call me, Sammy.” and leaves them with a single flower as a welcoming gesture. Sam sneezes again from the inescapable pollen. “Hepchieew!” She rubs her nose, getting little satisfaction out of it. The raccoon on the cell puts a look on her face saying “I was right, wasn’t I.” Sam looks at her, groans, and responds with “Hay fever is an exception, not the rule.” The doe interjects with “Well, I wouldn’t want a nurse sneezing all over me…” Sam chuckles lightly.
   The doe’s nose twitches with more intensity. Sam says to June “Don’t be shy, go and sneeze.” She gestures towards the window. The doe nods and proceeds to coax the sneeze out of herself, her muzzle is scrunching as a start.
   The sickly raccoon tells the otter “Hey, If we’re both sick and all, wouldn’t you want to go out somewhere where no one has to do anything?” Sam thinks about it, and then says “Well who’s gonna pay for the spa?” The doe raises one hand while raising another with a tissue holding it, ready to catch the oncoming sneeze. “Hepchieeww-ahhh! *sniff sniff*”.
   The doe takes another tissue and wipes all around her nose and it’s mildly dripping nostrils. Her now sensitive nose doesn’t take the tissue rubbing lightly and begins to spaz out, causing another, more satisfying sneeze to release. “Hep-ccchewwww! Ahhhhh! *sniffle*”
        Satisfied, Sam continues “Wait, are you sure you want to?” The doe nods her head, before raising her head for another sneeze. The otter feels the sneeze creeping back into her nose, doubling over instantly “Hechiewww! Hehh-sniff, chhiewwww!” The otter steals a tissue from the doe, giving her nose a decent honk with it. She asks Claire “So, when do you wa-” she notices her alarm has gone off and rushes out the room while reminding Juniper “I’m so sorry, but I-I ehchieww!” The otter pauses again, rubbing her nose. The raccoon comes back on the phone and tells her friend “maybe you should...take the day off.” Sam sniffles and smiles, agreeing with Claire’s advice. She walks back to the doe and suggests “Wanna spend some time with your sniffly little friend, we can talk more then.”  The doe sneezes “Hepchieee-ahhh!... I’ll meet you in the car.” The otter happily nods and strolls out of the coffee shop, feeling more energetic than one with hay fever should be. The doe finally makes it to the mini van and briskly covers her poor nose before sneezing one last time. “Hehhh….ahcieee-ahhhh! *sniffle*”

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Writer's Den / [F+Anthro] 9 o' Clock Worries
« on: February 11, 2018, 01:29:08 AM »
Tangerine leaves were few and far between. The livelihood of the plant life was in resurgence. Among many Sam was DWD ( Drowsy While Driving), making her morning commute. Often times, she would shake from the rowdy sounds of car horns waking her back up at every green light.
   As the mustelid arrived at a parking spot, she massaged her groggy eyes. One foot after another, she stumbles out of the car. She screams out a yawn beyond the named “The Coffee Shop”.
   Stepping inside, she scans the room only to find a productive blue jay sitting in the corner, getting yet another cup of coffee. Unable to stay still while working with her laptop.
   Off to the side, a bloodhound’s ear rose, hearing the door’s bell of the coffee shop. He adjusted himself and put on a weak smile, hardly noticeable. The otter maneuvered around the set tables and chairs leading to the counter to order. She yawned, making it well known she was a great customer from the start. The canid greets “Welcome to the coffee shop, what would you like?” with Sam responding with some small talk banter by saying “Whew. It’s pretty early, huh? I mean, I can only imagine *yawns* how tired you a-.”
   An eye rose from the dog, feeling insulted. Sam takes a moment to read his face. She feels guilt sweep her as she realized the assumption she made. She gasped, covering her mouth while saying “I’m so sorry.”.
   The dog chuckles while saying “I get it all the time. I thought you were one of those troublemaking boys...or girls, trying to joke about me and don’t even know my name. Here’s a real joke. So there was this guy...ha! Whatcha want?”
   Feeling the stress go right past her, Sam asked “A large black coffee.” The hound grinned and made her some coffee. The coffee shop was starting to fill up. A housecat couple came in, feeling happy as the dog made Sam feel.
   The otter took her coffee as the dog moved on to the next two customers “Welcome to The coffee shop…” he said again. She took her cup in one hand using her other to balance her sleepy self as she walked pass tables within the marble walls of the establishment.
   Sam sets her eyes on the extended dining booth that reaches towards one of the windows of the shop itself. She sat down, getting herself quite cozy. She sat her phone down across from where her coffee sat as she lifted the coffee and took a generous sip. Her lips burned as she brought a hand over to her coffee covered lips and wiped the steaming coffee from her face.
   The cat couple took a seat at a table close by to our otter friend, conversing soon after. Sam cooled her coffee before taking another sip, eyeing the felines’ friendly talk.
   A distressed looking macro mouse man in formal apparel scrolled in, asking for a cream heavy latte. He walked to a two person table, taking his time to pull up his set, and rested on a chair. As if by coincidence, the male cat revealed a bouquet of flowers right as the mouse man walked in.
   The girl cat was elated, taking the flowers  while hugging her boyfriend. The fast motions of the flowers swirled up a hefty amount of pollen. A good whiff of it went right by sam’s large, otter nostrils. She got startled as her nostrils flared while drinking her pungent coffee. She gulped the rest of the coffee in her mouth while guarding her nose with a sturdy finger to her nostrils.
   Some pedestrians took a glance at her struggle as they walk by the shop. Embarrassment sweeps over her, feeling eyes of concern stab her. Her nares twitch again, making her muzzle hurt now. Weighing her options, she let the sneeze take over and doubled over, uncovered. “Huccchiewww. Huhh-huhhh...hechieewwww! Sniffle!” She sneezed.
   Unable to find a napkin by her side, she moped to herself. Both felines said together “Bless you!” in response. The door gingles to another customer entering the premise. The couple pauses for a moment before offering Sam a tissue, saying “here” as a gesture of kindness. Sam was  about to take the tissue until a doe walked by while saying “Don’t worry, I got this.” as she gives the otter a few tissues from her purse.
   The male cat asks “Oh, I guess you know this nice lady.” the female smacks the male. The doe responds “Well, uh…”. The female says to the doe “I suppose you two will know each other after a few coffees, of course.” she says . They all chuckle.
   The doe sits right beside Sam. They both feel tension after the otter gives a quick blow to her nose. Sam’s eyes pop as she tries to remember something. She says “Hmmm...Jenny, right?” The doe says “Juniper, but your friend calls me Juh-June.” Juniper says, pressing a finger against her quivering nostrils.
   The otter notices the nose as much as June does and offers one of the tissues that the doe gave her. June puts a hand up in refusal and looks towards the window to sneeze, which doesn’t seem to be working at the rate she’d hope.
   Sam cocks her head in slight confusion. She asks “Are you sure? I’d at least help it if you sneezed into this.” The doe was too far into the sneeze to say anything except a brief “...purse.”
   The otter nodded and started scurrying through her mutual friend’s purse. A familiar bird skipped by and asked “ Looks like we got a strong sniffer here. Do you mind?” The otter and doe nod, allowing the blue jay to pull out a can of an unusual type of pepper spray. “Don’t worry, it won burn ya. Its called “sneeze spray”,  for any stubborn sneeze.” An alarm goes off on her phone, she says “Hup, looks like I gotta go. Call me.” She speeds off, leaving a number behind. It appears out of state, which Sam can only assume she at least lives in the city. She puts the number in her pocket and brings her attention back to Juniper.
   Even though the doe’s face is very scrunched up, her ears relax, knowing she can let out the sneeze out sooner. The otter gets the pepper spray ready while asking “You ready?”  The doe nods and the otter sprays a good amount of the pepper from the can. She made one mistake, yet, which was aiming the nozzle the exact opposite direction she wanted to spray it.
   Her face convulsed, nostrils brimming with pepper. Her eyes only sprinkled with the black grains. Her nose became wide open while she rubs the pepper out of her eyes. Juniper wanted to aid Sam’s nose, but her own nose was teetering towards sneezing her head off. Sam took more of the tissues she received and began sneezing into them. “Hepchii-chiii! Huhh...chiewww!” It wasn’t long before her hands became limp and started shaking after every sneeze, letting pepper crash onto the table.
   “...haccciewww!” after the final sneeze, she found no tissues by her side. She rubbed at her large, bouncy nose. Giving a sigh of relief, she wanted to look back outside, only for her to notice her struggling acquaintance next to her. She took the spray bottle again and turned it 180 degrees to be safe, although it was a bit unnecessary to say the least. She tapped the button a few times into the doe’s now very quivering nostrils to satisfy it’s sneezy needs.
   June’s muzzle scrunched to an unbearable state. Her nose held back far too long, responding to the tardiness with a few loud honks.“Ahhhhciewwwww-ahhhhhhhhhhchiewwww...huh *sniffle* ehpchiewww!” Nose still twitching, she scavenged her purse for any tissues and finding none.
   The female cat repeated her tissue offer, now to the doe. She nods her head and rubs the tissue enthusiastically into the sickly sniffer...

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Writer's Den / Space Sniffles [F+Star Fox]
« on: January 20, 2018, 06:37:29 PM »
   This story is my end of a trade with Y31. I hope you enjoy

       Today is a friday. The stars are glistening, the planets are calm, every race, big or small have one thing in mind. That is to go out somewhere to kick off the weekend. It’s as if nothing could go wrong. Problem is, some people just can’t catch a break even in what’s supposed to be there finest hour. I wonder what a few special someone's are doing at this time of day…

   “Uhchieewwwhhh!” Fay sneezes, again. For the past few days, Fay has been sneezing her head off, despite taking the week off. She may have remember seeing a few people since, but has dismayed the possibility that any of those people got her sick. After all, she was known for being as healthy as a celestial horse.

   Recently, no one has bothered to give her a visit, so she’s decided to invite a couple friends through a hoax. She would send them a letter saying “GIRLS NIGHT: TODAY AT the great fox in my room.”, not very convincing, but managed to catch there curiosity enough to have them stop by. At least, that’s what they planned on doing.

   Krystal opens the door whilst walking through it, absentmindedly looking around. “Ok, I see that you’ve embarrassed yourself already. Now tell me, wh-.” Krystal halts as her eyes met Fay, seeing that she is very ill with the tissues littered on her bed. “*scoff* This is some kind of party-” Krystal says, slowly walking away. “-but I’m afraid I’ll have to skip this one, seems you’ve been just fine without us. You party animal.”

   Miyu angrily stares at Krystal, and demands. “No. WE are going to help her.” Then Krystal asks “And why is that?” “Because she’s our friend.” Miyu says through her teeth.

   They both turn around back to Fay, who’s muzzle is flinching. “Ehhpchiewwwhhh! sniffle.” Fay sneezes, then briskly blowing her reddened nose. Krystal and Miyu let out a deep sigh as they come over to there forsaken friend Fay.

   “D’awwww, you guys!” Fay says gleefully, giving Miyu and Krystal a big, warm hug. Fay gets herself comfy as she pulls out a remote controller. “So...whatcha wanna watch?”
   Krystal feels Fay’s burning head with the back of her hand. Concerned, Krystal confronts Fay. “Hon, you need some rest. Your burning up.” Krystal says with great worry.

   Miyu leans in slightly towards Fay with soft, caring eyes. She says “Here, let me get you some soup.” She looks at Krystal and tells Fay. “Go ahead, go watch a movie.” she says while offering the remote to Krystal. Krystal looks at the remote for a second, still thinking about Fay’s health. Thinking a movie would be perfect for Fay to relax, she took the remote and smiled at Fay.

   While Krystal and Fay were getting the movie started, they could hear pans slamming on the ground just beyond the door. Rushing out the door, Krystal goes to Miyu to aid her , she asks “Miyu, what’s wrong? Everything ok?” Miyu scrunches her face as she says “I thihh-think I’m gonahhhchptskkkk!!”. Worried, Krystal asks “Miyu, are you alright? You sound a bit stuffy.” Miyu then remarks “ Well how about this? sniffffff hehhhh…” Miyu fans her now extra sensitive nose, unable to hold back the sneeze. “Rrracchhieww! sniffle Does that prove it, or would you like me to sniffle sneeze on you again?”

   Krystal froze, her nose twitching faintly. “I-I see.” Krystal turned around and said “Come along now, I’m gonna hihhh...I’m gonna hihhh...I’m gohechiew! sniffle Ugh!”

   Putting both hands on her hips and swaying her feline tail, Miyu cocked her head and said “Come along now, WE’RE going in that room and taking the day off like we planned.” As Miyu said that, Krystal remembered her own plans and blurted “Bu-buh-but what abo-.” Miyu put a finger to Krystal’s slender muzzle and said “By the look of you, you couldn’t go a minute without sneezing…” Her muzzle twitched while she was talking, which then she removed her finger from Krystal and placed it under her own nose, rubbing it thoroughly. She continues with “Besides, maybe you should relax sometimes, eh?” Krystal unclenched her furious hands, easing up and thinking of the bright side. If she’s sick, she won’t have anything to lose.

   As Krystal and Miyu were walking back, they started to feel weak and pale. They nearly collapsed as they reached Fay’s bed. Krystal asks “What are you, patient zero? I feel like shit, no offense.” Fay responds “Ah, it’s nothihhachieewwwhhh! It’s nothing, I’ve gotten used to it really.” She says in a perky tone. Fay looks down and points out “I haven’t really left the bed, so…” she says while playing with the covers.

   Miyu pulls the covers back to her as Krystal empathizes with Fay by saying “Heh...hey, at least nohhhh...holdonamoment!” Krystal says as her face scrunched and nostrils flared. She sniffed firmly, hoping to quell the tickle in her sinuses.

   Being to anxious, she continued “Where wehihh…” seeing that her nose was too much trouble for her, she wanted to set herself straight and pressed her finger against her nose while continuing her thought. “At least we’re sick togehihhh...Hachhieww! Unfortunately!”

   Miyu added to Krystal’s thought by saying “Yeah, it’ll be great. We’ll hang out together, yawns have some zzzzs.” Miyu said as her lids became heavier from her stuffy head. Krystal continued to be frustrated as she yelled “Damn it, why can’t I stihhh…” she desperately rubs her vixen nose with the palm of her hand. Grinding at the soft, gentle organ, continuing to abuse it’s bouncy texture.

   Miyu’s eyes water, causing her to get up and rub her eyes. She started to feel less and less drowsy as her sinuses continued to be more and more ticklish from her fresh cold. Her eyes pop wide open for a second, cueing her hand to fall right under her nose. Her body leans back with her nose taking brief control. “Heptskhhhh. Rahh...rahh...rahhpstshhhhh!...” Miyu continues to sneeze.

   Fay’s canid nose twitches fiercely, as she surrenders herself to the will of her nose. “Epchieewwwhhh!” Fay sniffs and attempts to stop the tickle right in its tracks as her eyes spot a pillow to suppress her suffering. She takes the pillow as she shoves it directly into her face and trys to ease up while the sneezes start rolling. “Mmf. Mhh-mhhepsthhh! Hepxtshh! Hep-” Fay continued to sneeze with no end.

   Krystal snaps herself out of her sinuses and back into reality. She looks to her left and sees both Miyu and Fay sneezing there heads off, who knows how long they could sit there. There bodies convulsing, dying, begging for help. It made her just feel sick. She was sick! She had to do something, so she decided to stand up to go get some Adimvil.

   Krystal’s knees nearly went limp as soon as she made any effort to walk forward. Her nose was reacting again, she could succumb to her defeat like her friends. She can’t, she’s the strongest vixen in the galaxy, with the best nose money can’t buy. She lifted her face up and crawled, not because she was weak, but because that’s how heros do it. It was cool, like the space marines.

   As Krystal got warmer, so did her nose, and this race wasn’t looking good. She wasn’t even halfway to the kitchen that had the Adimvil and her nose was on fire! She could’ve given up then and there, but she took it like the vixen-y vixen she was and guarded her nose with a mighty finger, telling it who’s the boss. Every inch she took, her face begged for release. She could almost feel her sinuses crying out for her to give in. What looked like a few feet were a mountain to her, and she was just about to reach the top and boy she did.

   Feeling satisfied with reaching the top, every fiber of her but her nose forgot of the journey ahead. Giving in, Krystal let herself and her nose go. “Huhchiewww! Eh, it huh-hurts...ehhchiewww!” As she was sneezing, she dropped the bottle of Adimvil while it rolled along the hard, metal floor of the ship.

   Still sneezing, Miyu’s pointy ears picked up the sound of the door opening despite it being drowned out by her boisterous nose and it’s insistent behavior. She jumped up and poked Fay while saying “Ey, we gotta get that.” Miyu quickly turned around and held out her hands and said “Hold and don’t let go.” Fay shook her head.

   As Miyu was barely falling off the bed, her long, spotted tail stretched out to grab the medicine not far from them. Fay was reeling back for a sneeze as Miyu was doing this, unaware of the current situation.

   Barely touching the medicine, Miyu leaned back just a bit more. Right when Miyu was just about to grab the medicine, Fay exploded with a sneeze “Hmmf...Ehchiewwwhhhh. sniffle”.Causing both to fall on the ground.

   As they both rub there sore heads, a short figure with tall appendages on its head comes forth. Coming in a bit closer, it appears to be Peppy Hare.

   Peppy isn’t in his usually vest, however. It seems to resemble more of a jumpsuit and a fish bowl on his head? Befuddled, the three girls climb back up onto their feet seeing what Peppy has to say.

Krystal raises a hand to ask Peppy a question before quickly being shut down by his formal statement. He says “I know, I know. This all seems rather odd, but when there is a rhyme, there is reason for it. It looks like you three lovely ladies have been selected for our newest routine test.” The girls look confused as Peppy continues “You see, discipline just doesn’t work the same as it used to. So we have created more unorthodox methods. So instead of scorning you or lecturing you about things you already know, we thought we should uh...control your bodies.” The girls clench their chest in shock. Peppy adds “Joining Star Fox, you should already know we control your identities. With advancements in cybernetic technology, we can control who’s in and who’s not. Meaning, if we want you out there, or to take time for recreational affairs, we can decide if you are healthy or not.”

   Krystal raised her hand and asked “I see and all, but what about-” she then pointed to Peppy’s fishbowl helmet. Peppy replies “Oh, this? I’m just getting ready for the galactic halloween party. I’m an alien!” he says giddily. Miyu rolls her eyes, then right when her eyes meet her nose, she's greeted with a quick “Rrchhieww! sniffle

   Shocked, Peppy asks “ Which one of you were the sick one?” Krystal interjects “Wait a minute, I thought you made us ill. What is this?”
   Panicking, Peppy points out “Of course, but we don’t cause sneezes. That’s just unsanitary!” He quickly walks back to where he was while yelling “Code red, code red!...” Farther away, Peppy says “Slippy, your suppose to press the button.”
“ I don’t even know where the button is.”

Peppy then mocks “ I don’t even know where the button is “

“Hey, I don’t sound like that!”

 “Sure you do...because how do you not know when to press the red button.”

“Ohhh, you mean this one!”

   “No, that’s for ejec-!” Peppy screams as he and Slippy fly away in a escape pod.
   The three girls look at each other, thinking about the strange events that just occured. Miyu, unaware of the Halloween party screams “Krystal, oh my god! Whihhhchiptskksshhh! Why didn’t you tehihhh…” Krystal puts a finger under Miyu’s nose as Miyu gave her a mean look on her face, crossing her arms. “Well, when we’re you gonna tell me?” Krystal pretended to ponder, but then said “ Well…” as she removed her finger from Miyu’s nose, causing a sneezing fit out of her.

   Krystal’s nose soon followed, with Fay being left with the burden of bringing the two back in the bedroom. The all quickly fell to the ground from being so sick and after 20 minutes, Fay inched her way back to the bed with her gigantic sneezes pushing her forward.

   Back on the bed, the three were curious on what movie they should watch first. As they were looking through the holo-discs, a few movies caught there eyes. Krystal was the least sneezy at this time, finding a good romance movie for them. Annoyed, Miyu chimed “Cahihhchitpkshhh! Can wehihhh…” Seeing Miyu couldn’t get a single thought out, Krystal responded “ If you let your sneezes out when they came, maybe we won’t watch the lovey dovey movie “. Miyu’s ears hang low, trying to tolerate the movie. Not like she could go 5 minutes without sneezing her head off.

   After the movie ended, Fay still couldn’t stop sneezing. Miyu took her finger and placed it under Fay’s nose, Fay asked “I dihhh-didn’t see the whole...what happened to her?” Miyu answered and Fay screamed “What?! But everything was-cries and whines.”

   Irritated, Miyu let go of Fay’s nose and crying turned back into sneezing. Krystal was looking for another movie, her nose twitched, and so did her hand. She ended up selecting an action movie and before she could objectify, she began to struggle with herself.

   Her nose felt raw, her muzzle tired, her eyes reddened and her fur a mess. She felt more bothered to rub her nose than to sneeze, but every hitch and every flinch in her muzzle caused more and more pain. Not so much for her to throw in the towel, but she wanted to give up, but she couldn’t give up rubbing, scrubbing, doing anything to stop the endless tickle, the endless battle, no war with her nose. “Hepcheiwww!” By the time the sneeze came out, the end credits were already rolling, time flashed right before her eyes. Right next to her, her friend Fay was traumatized by the violence as Miyu teased with a casual finger hanging below her nose saying “Come on, you do way worse when you're out there.” Fay broke into tears. Miyu quickly reminded Fay “Remember what you used to say, it’s all a video game, right?” She chuckles. Krystal looks Miyu right in the eye, feeling disappointed. Fay lightens up and says “Yeah, sniff heihhhchiewwwhhh! Just a game...Speaking of which, wanna watch this movie?” They both shake their heads as Fay starts the movie.

   While Krystal is helpless to help her own nose, Miyu still has some breathing room. She may only see the movie in little bits but as Miyu pieces the plot together. The puppets in the movie look oddly familiar to Miyu, so much so that she holds back her sneezes just to get a better picture. Just as Miyu figures it out, the surprised feline hears her friend quote “I’ll get you next time, Star Fox. Hehehe, he doesn’t even look like a dog.” Miyu then says “You know what that is, right?” Fay looks at the movie, then at Miyu again as she understands how she feels. Fay responds with “Oh, you haven’t heard? They got this new game called “Lylat Wars”, you should check it out. I’ve played it ever since I got sick here. I never even knew about the movie?” Miyu replied “But I did just here you say “Star Fox”, which is right here?” Fay says “Nope, it’s probably a different dimension. Besides, were famous. But it sucks that none of us are in it. Except Fox or whatever.”

   Offended, Krystal points a finger at Fay in fury before her nose twitches again for her attention. Curious, Miyu asks “Well how can you prohihh...prove thihhachiewww!” Miyu rubs her nose as the movie says “Do a barrel roll!” Miyu says “Wait, Peppy doesn’t say that. He says to do an Aileron roll…” Convinced of Fay’s claim, she quickly runs to the window as she says “Ohhh...hihhh sniffle hachptskksshh!” Fay hands Miyu a tissue to blow her nose.

   Miyu’s nose isn’t satisfied, scrunching yet again, her muzzle is filled to the brim with a ticklish urge. Her ears flatten, her head rearing, her hand waving. Nostrils flared as wide as they can be, Miyu releases “Hahccchiewww! sniff She continues “Oh my god!” She says as she discovers the fourth wall, and it’s covered in dust “Hechcieww!” and then the real fourth wall, of the Star Fox Fanfiction universe.

What is peppy doing with this illness technology, is Adimvil really just an Advil rip-off, does Fay Spaniel really see all. Find out next time in
YOUR DREAMS
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General Chatter / Re: Do you think its cute when
« on: January 10, 2018, 08:27:18 PM »
I wouldn't say "cute", more like "erotic".  ::)
Well, even though it is erotic, it's still pwetty cute :3

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General Chatter / Anthrocon in Pittsburgh anyone?
« on: January 07, 2018, 03:49:56 AM »
I've been a furry for a few years and never really thought of going to anthrocon even though I live in Pittsburgh and everything. I was just curious if any of you have been to Anthrocon or have planned on going this year for the first time. I personally think it'd be great for me to meet some like-minded people in person with varying interests, and hopefully, make some new friends in some manner. Or at the very least, have a good time.

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Writer's Den / Re: [F + Mature] Hayley and Jasmine
« on: December 18, 2017, 08:56:27 PM »
This is fantastic. I'm glad to read anything by you.

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Writer's Den / Re: [F + Anthro] The Morning Stuck Sniffles
« on: November 17, 2017, 04:27:15 AM »
Awww, what a cute little story. It really got to the point(if you know what I mean). I love it!

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I'm New Here / Re: Hiya
« on: November 14, 2017, 10:27:41 PM »
Glad to have you around. I hope enjoy it here. I felt kinda nervous joining too and I really think you're more courageous than me for posting so soon. If you're interested in talking to people from this site, you can always send me a DM.

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Writer's Den / Re: Sonic sneezefic: Zeena
« on: November 09, 2017, 04:26:19 AM »
Huh, the story is pretty fun. Great work!

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I'm New Here / Re: Hi There!! I'm AnimalCrackers
« on: November 03, 2017, 02:11:56 AM »
Welcome to the forum, glad you're here!

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