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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
*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!

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 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.


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...

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

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.

Writer's Den / [F+Anthro] Foxy shopping
« on: October 03, 2017, 10:18:11 PM »
     Stepping out of her car, today was just another day. Today this red fox had to get some food for the next week. At the very least, she was able to meet up with an old friend today while she was at work, so not all was lost.

     Giving the "Save a Bunch" door a light push, she eyed a few ailes she knew she had to go past. She grabbed a shopping bin and headed her way. While strutting along the store floor, her long,silver hair shinned mildly while noticeable dust particles landed on it from several feet above her.

     In the food aisle, she was looking carefully for the right bread at the same time a wolf and her two cubs, with one being in the baby chair and the other tugging at her mom to get that one item he wants. They seemed to be carrying a bouquet of flowers inside a basket with a balloon saying "Happy anniversary" on it .

     Triggering a harsh reaction from Brittney's nose, her head tilts back as the pollen merely beside her assaults her nasal cavities. Even at her knees, she performs quite the show with her muzzle scrunching and having her fan her nose as wide as her nostrils have expanded.

     Just as Brittney is about to squeeze her nose to catch the sneeze, the sneeze catches her off guard, letting loose without enough warning.

     "Raiichhieee! *whines softly*" Brittney sneezes, not only in public(*gasp* heaven forbid) but she also sneezes on her least favorite bread, wheat.

     Rolling her eyes as she takes the spray soaked bread, the tickle in her nose spikes due to the family beside her still being around. Thankfully, the tickle isn't as strong, so she manages to take the palm of her paw and begins to rub and shake her nose in desperation as she snags some cans of soup.

     Shifting to the drink and dairy aisle, she starts to look for some milk when she stubbles across an old goat granny not too far from her. Something in Brittney thinks that this goat could help her find some milk.

     Brittney walks up to the goat and pokes her on the shoulder, the goat turns around and asks "Oh!  What seems to be the problem?".

     "Well, I'm just trying to find the 2% Milk." Brittney responds. The goat lady nodes and briefly looks around, she then asks Brittney " You mean the red ones?".

     Brittney gives a confused look on her face and goat lady signals Brittney to come a bit closer so she can see what she mean. As Brittney comes near, her nose twitches at the faint smell of perfume, of course with allergies like Brittney's she begins to freak out and starts rubbing her nose again.

     The goat lady notices Brittney and shakes her head in disapproval, she then says " No no no, you can't rub it with you hand like that. You'll get your germs everywhere." Scolds the goat lady.

     "nihhh...No I think I'm fine." Brittney says slightly aggressively.

     The goat lady walks up to Brittney and grabs her hand and gently pulls it away from her nose, she then takes her own hand and rubs Brittney's nose with the back of her hand. " You gotta do it like this." Says the goat lady.

     Cross-eyed, Brittney is very confused having on old lady rub her nose. After a few moments, the tickle seemed to fad away. The goat lady then trudged to the 2% milk and handed it to Brittney, still dumb founded and staring into space at this point not realizing she was holding milk for a moment. The goat lady then says " here you go, and remember to use the back, not the front."

     With all the food she needed, Brittney decided to finally check out. She made it to a lengthily line, about 12 people. By the time it was 3 people left her nose ached more from the returning itch from before, her muzzle autonomously kept scrunching even though she told herself she was fine. If she were to speak now, all that would come out would be a "haa"s and "ehh"s. All she could do was put her nose awkwardly into her wrists which were firmly holding the grocery bin's handles.

     When it was her turn in line, she was both excited and mortified.  Her cashier was a brown haired sweety that has been friends with her for years, but yet haven't seen each other in years.

     "*gasps* Hey! Hows it been Brittney, I'm glad you've stopped by." said Sam as she ringed in her items.

     "hihhh...Ya know, the usual." Brittney says, trying to play it cool.

     "Well, I haven't seen you since what, high school? So what are you doing?" Sam asks.

     "Sniff, ya know. Thihhh.... Things." Brittney says awkwardly, trying to avoid talking as much as possible.

     "Come on, there's gotta be so- . Hey Brit, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to set you off." Sam apologizes as she sees her friend struggling to hold off a sneeze.

     "No no nihhhh...Nihaaachieeew.Chieew,Hecieee! Sniff, I'm fuhhhiii..." Brittney says after letting out 3 sharp sneezes, followed by her own finger being brought to her nose.

     "Total is $10.24, listen. Just let out some sneezes outside and I'll help you with the groceries from there." Sam suggests.

     The customers behind Brittney give an annoyed look at Sam's suggestion.

      Despite Sam's idea, Brittney was too busy forking out her money from deep within her purse. As she was trying to find the needed change, all of her change flew out of her purse. Causing her to get down a get back her change before things got worse.

      However, for every few coins she picked up, her head leaned back and she gave out a few squeaky sneezes. "*pants pants* Hihhh-CHieew, Huchieeeew,Rachieee..."

      Finally, after nearly 40 sneezes, she finally was able to finish paying her worried friend the last .24 cents. Sam looked at Brittney and asked " Hey, you sure you don't need help."

     Brittney shook her head as she scrubbed her nose on the way out leaving with one last loud "Raaachieeee!"

     As the door closed behind Brittney, Sam noticed a slip of paper next to the code scanner, it was Brittney's new phone number. Sam grinned as she continued the rest of her 9 to 5.

Writer's Den / [F+Star Fox] Krystal the house nurse.
« on: October 02, 2017, 11:54:34 PM »
I do not own Star Fox or any of its characters. Only the story

This is how both main characters look like if you haven't seen them before.

Miyu Lynx


     In recent years, a few members have been added to the Star Fox crew, those members are Miyu the lynx and Fay the cocker spaniel. These two have proven they are more than capable arwing pilots for any misson. With both Fay and Miyu being quite the colorful characters, they are welcome additions to Star Fox. However, today seems to be a new low for one of these recruits...

     "Sniffle, I thought I told Fox, I'm not si-Ichiew!" said Miyu, sneezing for the fourth time.

     "Listen Miyu, I got to head out in 20 minutes." says fox, as he winced in frustration while pinching the back of his muzzle, between the eyes. He sighs as he begins one last time to repeat himself.

     "I really don't have time, so let me make this clear. You ARE sick, and don't tell me different because you know you are. And we also can't afford anyone to be a liability under any circumstances, except for Slippy, he at least can maintain out arwings."

     Miyu glairs at fox, annoyed. Fox looks back at her as he rolls his eyes.

     "Hey, to be frank, being a pilot is the only thing your good for." Fox kneels down and begins to talk to Miyu in a softer tone. " But your still a great person, so I wanna look out for ya too by helping you. "

     Miyu sighs and turns head. "Sniffle, and that's suppose to make me feel better."

     "*Sighs*, I guess not, but you need to rest. I'm gonna have Krystal take care of you." Fox says as he gets up and walks away.

     Miyu attempts to get up, but quickly feels weak and lays back down. "He is right 'bout one thing, I feel pretty shit." She says to her self.

15 minutes later

     "What?! Why can't you stay back, your so much better at this." Krystal asks, having a confused look on her face.

     " Well..." Fox looks down, a bit scared to admit the truth. "I kinda said you would help her."

     "Sniffff, fine. Just don't be gone for too long." Krystal says, willing to comply.

     Fox nods his head he gives Krystal a long hug and kiss. " Don't worry, I won't be." He says as he wave goodbye and begins walking to his arwing.

     As the sliding door to the arwing closes behind Fox, Krystal groans at the day ahead whilst trudging towards Miyu's room.

     "UGH, really?! Why does she have to get sick now, it's not like we needed to do anything this weekend, Fox could've help her easily. I swear if he-." Krystal stops after complaining to herself as she makes her way into Miyu's room.

     Despite Miyu being pretty new here, Krystal knew her well enough to know she could be quite stubborn. So she knew this wasn't going to be easy.

      Miyu's room is a mess to begin with, having clothes littered across the floor. On top of that the trash bin next to her queen sized bed was overflowing with wads of tissues. The walls however, were quite clean. They were the standard light blue that was for all rooms inside the great fox, however Miyu decorated her walls with many different famous arwing pilots and movie actors. The lights on her ceiling were off and she only had a dim lamp on top of a small dresser next to her.

     "Hey! You are..."
      "Krystal, really that's just rude. Not knowing your own co-pilot's name." Krystal remarked, slightly annoyed already, but she tried to keep a cool head.

     "Fox told me your sick, but he didn't say exactly how sick. So could you do me a favor and humor me a bit while I fix up your room." Krystal commanded while cleaning Miyu's room.

     "Sniffle, well I'll have you know I'm not sick. I just h-hihhh..."

     Miyu's breath begins to hitch, her hands instinctively grab a tissue from her array of tissue boxes. At the same time, she puts a finger up to her cold-ridden nose to stop the tickle in it.

     "...have allergies." Miyu finishes.

     "Ok, then what are these?" Krystal asks, showing Miyu the filled bin of tissues next to her.

     The tickle spikes in Miyu's nose. Her long ears flatten to the side as her back arches and her muzzle scrunch as the result of her itchy, flairing nostrils being eagar to give a powerful blow.

     "Hihhhh-ha...ehhhh, Ahcieww! Sniffle, ugh." Miyu sneezes roughly into her tissue as she wipes and blows her nose with it.

     "Uhuh." Krystal acknowledges Miyu with a suspicious look on her face, amused. She feels Miyu's forehead and just knows she has a cold. Feeling mischievous,  she plays a cruel trick on Miyu, while still helping her of course. By doing this, Miyu will have to cooperate " You know what? You actually don't seem ill at all..." Krystal takes Miyu's tissues away from her and finds her allergies pills for her. " So you won't need this of course, just take these you'll be fine." Krystal walks out of the room while saying, " I think I'm done her, take care."

     "Wait a sec." Miyu says as she leans forward while faking a cough. " *cough cough* I think I'm sick now *cough* (the door slides close). *sighs*, great..."

     Krystal leaves the room and starts going on her way to ROB 64 to get some pills for Miyu.

      "Rhacieeww!" Miyu screams, with Krystal hearing her faintly.


     "Hello, KRYSTAL. How may I help you?" ROB asks, waiting with a dull expression as always.

     "Miyu is sick-" Krystal says, only to be briefly interrupted by ROB.

      "And she has a moderate cold. I have prepared this for her in request of FOX MCCLOUD." ROB states. " Is there anything else you require?"

     Krystal quickly takes the pills and her "conversation" with ROB abruptly ends. Krystal is about to jet when ROB quickly remarks. "FOX MCCLOUD will be here in ONE HOUR and FIFTEEN MINUTES. He will stay here for approximately FIVE MINUTES.

     Upset, Krystal rushed back to Miyu's room without a word.

Miyu's room

     "Five minutes?" Krystal repeats to herself as she approaches Miyu's bedroom. She shoves that thought to the back of her head as she continues with her plan.

     "So, if your not sick. Then you defiantly don't need this." Krystal shows Miyu a bottle of nasal decongestants.

     "Pfft, of course not. Besides it's only allergies,sniffle." Miyu says, sounding confident. " Even then, I still need some tissues, ya know. These allergies are really killing me." Miyu says, obviously faking.

     " Then what about those pills over there?" Krystal asks, gesturing towards the allergy pills she took out earlier. Which are still in the same place from when she left the room.

     "...mhhhhhhhhhh, can I have the tissues please?" Miyu says, avoiding the question.

     " Oh come on, all you need is to swallow one of these right?" Krystal says while opening the allergy pills and pointing one towards the front of Miyu's muzzle, slowly.

     Backing her head away, Miyu whimpers slightly as the pill inches towards her mouth. Right when the pill is about to touch her lips, she takes the pill and says. "*sighs* fine, I am a little sick."

"See, was it that hard?" Krystal teases Miyu. Miyu cocks her head to the side and crosses her arms.

     " Sure." Says Miyu.

     Krystal takes the allergy pills away from Miyu and steps outside the room for a moment to get the tissues that were sitting beside her door. Right when the tissues are in view of miyu, her nose reacts at just the reminder of having to sneeze.

     Miyu's nose flairs and spasms, her muzzle scrunches again while her ears and body commit to same song and dance of shrinking themselves as before. She raises her head with her breath violently hitching.

     " qui-ihhhhh...quickly, the tissues. Sniffle, Hihhhh, Hachixxxss." Miyu becomes light-headed from all the sneezing she's done so far, have this one being her 30th.

     "Alright, here you go." Krystal says as she hands Miyu her tissues and some pills.

     "Sniffle, thanks. Ra-chieew. Appreciate it." Miyu says, accepting her illness.

    As the next hour went on, Krystal brought Miyu some soup and comforted her my fluffing her pillows, most importantly she stay at her bed side. After a little while, the air around the two began to feel thick with Miyu's cold, Miyu couldn't feel it, but someone definitely could...

     As Krystal began to hand Miyu a tissue for her quivering nose, her own nose began to feel twitch on it's own and had an annoying itch in the back of her muzzle.

     "Hihh-Hey, I still neeehhhh, need to sneeze. Miyu said, but then quickly looked at Krystal and scoffed at the itch in her muzzle. " I guess I'm not the only one who needs to sneeze."

     Krystal had her eyes squeezed shut and a tissue ready to catch a sneeze but just from hearing Miyu's remark, she opened her eyes and looked at her in annoyance.

     "Says Ms. snehihhh-sneeze ahhhhh. Alots, sniffle. Rachhhcieew," Krystal sneezes, wiping her the tears from her eyes as her nose begins to run slightly.

     "Krystal, don't you know? Sharing is caring." Miyu says while putting a hand up expecting a tissue to be placed in her hand.

     Krystal pulls the tissues away from Miyu's hand as she wipes her own twitchy nose with one of them.

     As she finishes, she briskly hands Miyu the box of tissues.

     "*Sighs*" Krystal sighs. She rubs her nose, eyeing the box. Knowing how much she'd much rather not wash a mucus covered rug, she asked.
"Hey, sniffle. Could I have o-." Krystal is interrupted by Miyu harshly blowing her nose.

     " No, there are only two left in here. And I'm the one who needs help." Says Miyu

"But you wouldn't want me to sneeze all over your furniture, would you?" Krystal points out.

     The two of them sit there and think about the last two tissues. After a moment, they realize something.

     Miyu figures out that with little tissues being left, that means they both can't sneeze...


     "Hey Fox, don't you think we should head back to check on those two?" Falco points out. Fox alarm beeps.

     " Right on cue Falco. Everyone head to base."

Back in Miyu's bedroom

     With no tissues available to use, Krystal and Miyu's minds begin to panic.

     Oh god, what are we going to do. I mean he's almost here, but it's not like time is going any faster- Krystal thinks, only to have Miyu put a finger under her nose.

     Miyu then gestures to her own face towards Krystal hoping she gets the memo. Krystal slowly slides her finger towards Miyu's contorted face and under her nose. They both sit still, waiting for the itch to go away.

     "Come on, only five more minutes." Krystal says.

     "Five minutes to what."


     Krystal's nose begins to flair rapidly and is about to let loose only for Miyu to generously rub her nose for her. Miyu's nose gave off large tremors for a thing so small, but was noticable enough for Krystal to begin rubbing it. Barely saving Miyu's nose in turn.

     For about the next five minutes, Krystal and Miyu had a contest of "who's nose was itchier". With the both of them tiring out from the constant struggle, their whole bodies shifting as their noses were ready to give a large and long release.

     As their noses were pointed high up in the air. Fox walked in on both of them as they finally sneezed.

     "Hachieeww, sniff I'm so sorachiieww. Sorry Fox, sniff. Huuucieww, Ruchieeww!


      "Hehe...*sighs." Fox sighs as he very well knows that now he has to help both of them, and the story continues...

Writer's Den / [F+Sly Cooper+Induced] Carmelita Fox
« on: September 12, 2017, 01:29:13 AM »
This is one of Megacycle's older stories that he couldn't save and I managed to find it on the SneezeFetishForum and was posted Augest 9th 2012. So make sure to give credits to him for this story.

(Enjoy everybody, please comment and tell me what you think.)

Running from rooftop to rooftop from the infamous Carmelita Fox is France’s newest thief Wolf. “this is to easy.” He make one more leap to land on his final rooftop and begins his descent into the streets below and begins running once more. He runs into a shadowed alley only to come to a dead end. “dead end, not good, not good at all!” he thought as he searched frantically for a way out of the alley.

“I have you know Cooper.” said Carmelita in a commanding tone while pointing her pistol at me.

“Well you did catch me ,but I am not Sly Cooper.” said Wolf as he stepped out of the shadows to reveal himself. “But I am glad to know that I measure up to his abilities in my crimes, gorgeous.”

Carmelita looks upon the face of France’s newest thief to reveal a gray furred wolf slightly taller then her wearing a dark blue muscle shirt, black pants, and black boots. “Who are you?” she demanded.

“You can call me wolf” he said calmly as he walk slowly toward her and then lies face down on the ground with his hand behind his back. “And I know when I have been beaten.”

Carmelita Fox stands above her latest capture. She begins to cuff him with her handcuffs “tell me your name.” she ordered as she hauls him back up on his feet to take him to jail.

He stumbles slightly as she raises him back to her feet. “gladly, the name is Benjamin Wolfe” he said.

Just as he said his name someone came out of the shadows and knocked Carmelita out with a quick blow to her head. “Why am I always bailing you out of trouble Wolf” said a feminine voice.

Ben quickly picks the locks on the cuffs and looks at his short friend a ferret wearing a black shirt, black pants, and dark brown boots. “Oh you know you love saving my ass Mina” he said as he finally removes the handcuffs. He bends down and cuffs the officers wrists together. He then hoists her over his shoulder and begins to walk out of the alley.

“Why are you taking her?” Mina asked.

“Just thought we could drop her off at her apartment.” Ben replied.

“Always the gentlemen, fine well meet me at the hideout when you’re ready for the next heist.” Mina said as she disappears in the shadows to travel back to their hideout unseen.

Ben carefully raises the window of her apartment and enters while gently carrying Carmelita bridal style to her bed. He gently sets her on her bed. “she is so beautiful.” he thought as he stared down at her. He turns as he gets ready to leave when he notices a second pair of handcuffs setting on her dresser. An idea quickly forms as he takes both of her handcuffs and cuffs her wrists to the bedposts. He pulls out a small packet of pepper from his lunch and sprinkles some onto her nose. He watches closely as her nose scrunches as she breaths in the pepper.

“*sniff* aah *sniff* aahhhh” Carmelita’s eyes fly open as her nose twitches and wiggles with the tickle inside it.

Ben watches as she tries to rub her twitching nose. Eyes closing as her chest expands with her heaving sighs.

Carmelita’s nose gave one final twitch as her nostrils flared and her chest fills itself with air preparing for the powerful release. “HAAH! AAAAAHH! HAAAAKSHOOO! HACHOO!” her body jerks forward with the release.

Ben walks over to her and gently rubs her nose to calm the tickle he caused. “I see you are finally awake gorgeous.”

“When I get out I will capture you!” Carmelita growls.

“I wouldn’t have it any other way.” Ben said. He then brings his face down to hers and whispers “But I am going to be a hell of a lot harder to catch now.” He then grabs the left side of her face gently with his right hand and puts his left hand in hers and gives her a deep kiss that seemed to last forever.

Carmelita feels him grasp her hand and kiss her. She closes her eyes as she enjoys the best kiss she had ever received.

Ben ended the kiss and whispers to her. “I’ll see you soon, love.”

Carmelita Fox watches as the newest thief of France slips out her window. She looks at her right hand to see what he left her. “He gave me his lock pick.” She was soon free from her own set of handcuffs. She walks over to her window and gazes out at the nights sky. “I will catch you Benjamin Wolfe” she lies back in her bed, and as she goes to sleep she can’t help but dream of him and her dancing under the moonlight.


Video Games & Anime / Marvel vs capcom Infinite
« on: September 04, 2017, 11:42:34 PM »
Anyone excited about the new marvel game? I'll be online every chance I get so if anyone was gonna play ask me for my PSN and maybe we can get a few matches together.

Writer's Den / [F+Anthro] Purrfect bookworm
« on: August 04, 2017, 10:51:06 PM »

     Joanna is a slender lioness who's a librarian on the side.   In the springtime, She was barely able to see through the flower infested neighborhood that surrounded her. Coupled with a high pollen count, she was glad to be able to get through spring with only some pills to fight her irritating allergies.

     Today however, was different. If only she had known of the struggles she would face today. With summer coming near, all flowers were in bloom and the sun glared through the wide, open windows. This was just the beginning of the worst to come.

     "*sniffle*...*sniffle*(ugh, my nose hasn't felt this stuffy in a while)" Joanna complains to herself while she gets ready for the day ahead in her shared office area.

     Noticing a customer, she confidently walks to the desk to go aid the patient reader. 

     "Hi, how may I help you?" Joanna asks

     "I just need to check this book out please." The customer says.

     Joanna reaches out to take the book from the reader to mark it while also asking for the person's card.

     The book appears dusty. As Joanna picked up the book, she involuntarily sniffed deeply at the presence of the dust. The dust particles swayed toward the walls of her nose and caused every breath to be painful if  it did not follow with a sneeze.

     Carefully, Joanna gave her best effort to hold her sneeze in while not to rub her nose. She wouldn't want to look ill in front of the respectful reader.

     "He-here you go." Says Joanna with a cheery tone, only interrupted by the her worrisome nose.

     "Why thank you, have a good one." The customer said.

     "You too". Joanna blurted out only to walk quickly to the back room where she dealt with her nose.

     There, she took a tissue and began to push it underneath her wide, pink nose.

      Her allergies were getting worse as her eyes were blinded by her allergenic tears flowing out of her, and no matter how much she sniffed, it would only halt or worsen her need to sneeze.

     She was just about to give up and sneeze until a co-worker came up to her to ask for assistance.

     "Hey, this girl wanted to know where the book "mysteries of the space forest" was, you know where it is better than me."

     Joanna had wide eyes as she stepped outside to help the girl while her nose raged with an intense pre-sneeze expression glued  to her face.

     The girl was confused at first, but then disregarded the scrunched nose as she said "thank you for helping, I just need to find "mysteries of the space forest". "

     "Heh, yeah." Joanna did very much love that book, but her response begged to differ. Knowing how popular it was, or how unpopular, Joanna knew she would have to sneeze at some point. It was just the matter of when.

     As they both arrived, Joanna became cross-eyed and quickly let out a quick "Hetchiewww". She felt eyes stabbing into her as she became red with embarrassment.

     "Oh bless you, you know where it is right?" The girl asks, concerned.

      "Oh tha-thihhhh... Thank youihhhhhhHHHHHAAAAA- huh?" Joanna says as the girl puts a helpful finger right under the librarian's pink nose.

      "I know how it feels to have allergies...and I don't want to wait too long." The girl says, anxious to find the book.

     "Thank you, it should *sniff* be this way. Oh I'm sorry for that!" Apologies Joanna for sniffing wetly through the girl's finger.

      The girl says it's fine as they both awkwardly walk about the library, searching for the book.

     While they near the book, Joanna tells the girl "We're almost there, you can take your finger away now."

      "Ok, thank you by the way". The girl says as she wipes her finger on her handkerchief.

     Very close to the book, Joanna's nose flairs wildly while the excess of dust assaults her poor nostrils. Rearing back, she begins to hitch loudly while refusing any help with her quivering nose.

     "Hihhh... HIHH- not now, I nehihh need this. Haahihhh... Hehhh...*snifffff* almost there. " she says as she is fanning her nose with one hand while preemptively holding a hand out to catch the sneeze.

     By now, one could tell her nose was a bright red and could see her nose scrunching and flaring with every hesitant breath. Her eyes were closed tight from the intensity the sneeze has reached. Barely able to sneeze, she slowly opens her eyes to look directly into the fluorescent light to push the sneeze just enough to come out.

     "Hahhhhh, Ahhhhihhhh... Hetchiewww...ahh... Ahcieww, HACIEW, huhhhh... Huh CHHHIEEW. *sniff* *sniff* wait. *sniff* *sniff* *sniffle*, one more... HACIEW. *sigh* better."

     "The book should be right there" Joanna says, pointing with one hand and holding her nose with the other.

      Walking back, Joanna huffed to herself as she still needed to mark the book, which was still dusty. 

     Holding her breath, she quickly checked the boom out for the sweet girl and quickly bursted back into the office to scrub her nose into submission. Only to realize that the same had she is rubbing her nose was the hand to touch the dusty book.

     "Oh no, Hihhh ... Haaaa...*sniffle*. Oh come on." Joanna whimpers as she desperately takes the bouquet of flowers and sniffs the aroma in with every bit of oxygen in her body.

     She braces herself with a hand at the ready as her nose explodes with a loud double. " HACIEWWW... HA HEEWCIEEEWWW. " Joanna screams

      "Hey Joanna, you can go on break if you'd like" says a co-worker while giving her a gesture that says "she is still in a library"

     "Of course,yeah." Joanna says nasally while slowly walking out of the library, defeated. 


Unarchived Stories / [F] Lost in the woods
« on: April 10, 2017, 09:55:22 PM »
       It was fairly sunny outside. There were many trees around. The grass was thick and luscious as the animals were happy. While there were many flowers and a light breeze, this was all but lovely for Sammy. 

       She always loved flowers, having them in at her home since she was a child. Everyday, she would go outside to admire the flowers, but not without taking medication. 
She was a beautiful anthro otter girl a bit on the short side. Her fur was a glowing brown mixed with her light brown hair that was quite messy but short in length. Her eyes were a dark but noticeable green. Her nose was very average for an otter;brown and round like any mammal. Her torso was concealed by a t-shirt that has an image of a cool skating brand with a long sleeve shirt underneath that. Her jeans are worn and are showing signs of age through the tears on it. Her shoes were also something sought after for ones living a dangerous life, with flat skater shoes. 

       She doesn't exactly want to dress this way, but she isn't completely bothered by it. Throughout the younger part of her childhood, she was always teased about how short she was and how she couldn't do much for even an otter. So when she got older she thought he had to compensate for that. 

After a while, nobody really cared about her height but since she was already in the job she wanted, this canned personality became much more real by then. She is a carefree, adventurous, and caring person. 
       While she may be able to think about any situation she is in, she usually tries to solve them by going full out, even when she doesn't need to. This also allows her to suppress worked and not really think an just do. This also makes her a really fun person to be around, especially at parties. This is ones reason he is good at making Friends easily. 
Despite her impulsiveness, she can't make herself force a friend to do something that is out of their comfort zone.

        The flowers shimmered bright, beautiful colors. They felt like fine silk, almost as smooth as her own fur. It always seemed like there was nothing wrong with them, but alas, this came at a price. To simply put it, she was allergic. Which she hates to admit or reveal. 
She has however been able to hold this said allergy back, except she has not prepared for said allergy. For reasons unknown, she thought she would be fine to relax her mind in the woods for a bit without her meds. 

        "Hihhhihhhh...", for as long as she has been near the mixed field of trees and flowers, she has been greeted by nothing but an itchy nose and teary eyes. She's given thought of just sneezing just to get it over with, but she is always been self conscious about sneezing in general so she'd prefer to fight it just in case she can get rid of the sneeze. 

        When she got to the flower field, she had to pause for a moment to get her bearings together, but by now she is already trying to find a route away from the flowers that will not get her lost. But between having her nose on the verge of sneezing off and trying to find a familiar route isn't a winning battle for either victory. She knows however that if she stops moving that she'll surely sneeze. 

        "Ahhhhhhh..." , her nose seems like it's wanting to pop right off her muzzle. The nostrils flaired to the point it hurts to flair any wider. Attempting to control her nose, she places a finger right on her nose in hope that maybe she can think a bit better. 

        "Hihhh... *sighs*", Sam sighs as her nose is settled for the moment. Her nose however, is still in grave danger. While Sam is running and searching for a path, the breeze around her gets stronger and pollen is being lifted right from the delicate flowers around her. She is most certainly holding her sneeze in, but her nose has began to run as well, making her sniff numerous times. Right when she had to sniff again, her nose managed to pick up some pollen through her finger, causing her nose to succumb to her allergies yet again.
       "Sniffffff... HAAAAAAHHHH...( Damn, where did that come fr-)HIHHHHH..." .
The tickle spiked in her nose, and caught her by surprise. Frustrated by the losing battle, she took her hand and rubbed and contorted her nose in every way possible. She rubbed on it with a finger, with her hand, squeezed it, shook it even. It took her a while to finally defeat the itch inside her for the longest time, she was free. 

       To celebrate her victory... She took a deep breath... Near the flowers...through her nose( You know how this goes of course). 

       "Ah, finally that's out of the way. Snifffff...hihhhhh( STUPID, STUPID, STUPID!)
Hahhihhhhh..." . Her nose went from soft and gentle to brash and wild as her nostrils flaired fiercely and her muzzle scrunched like an accordion. She tried to rub her nose like before but was met with a sore nose. 

       Realizing that she lost, she did last thing she could do and squeezed her nose tightly so no one would see or here this mess she as about to release. 
"Huhhhh...AAAAAAKSPIKSHHH...hiHHHhhhhh( oh please no ). "

       Desperately trying to stifle another sneeze, she failed miserably. The build-up of the last sneeze already took a lot out of her. She didn't even bother keeping her hand close to her nose, she thought she was better of just walking home sneezing her head off than holding back sneezes all day in the woods. Letting her nose win the battle was simply an easier choice. 
"Ok, you win. Do yhihhhh...thing. HihHHHHhhhhh... AHHHHHHHHHHAAAAAAA...huhiHAAAAAA(really, now you wanna stay in there? ). 

        This nose of hers really hated her today, this squishy and round organ was here only to cause pain to her. Yet she had to let it do what it wanted, she couldn't go to the kitchen and nullify her nose of allergies, that was about a mile away. Her nose wanted nothing more than to torture her to no end. 
So he did the only thing she could do, she picked up a flower and sniffed as hard as she could and all her nose gave her was an agonizing "HIHHHHHHAHHH". She lost yet again but this time she actually wanted to sneeze for once, but she then thought of something to help. 

       Picking up a long, thick piece of grass. She moved it near her nose and let it dance around her nose as her nose danced in turn, flairing at just the presence of it. It seemed as though she won the battle, it was only a matter of time. 

       " HIHH ACHIEW EHHHCHE ICHIEW HACHIEW HAAAACHIEEWW...sniff... Hihh ichiew. *sighs*, that's much better. " she said as she was lightly rubbing her nose and her body was removed of any useful energy left. She did feel a tickle in her nose, but by then even her nose didn't care anymore. So she got on track finally and walked back home. 

Video Games & Anime / Breath of the Wild
« on: March 21, 2017, 12:00:40 AM »
Have any of you tried BotW, and if so what do you like about it so far. (try not to spoil it for others and make warning for it if you are going to LIKE SO)

I tried it out earlier today and its great

I'm New Here / Hi...
« on: February 01, 2017, 02:45:36 AM »
I've had this sort of thing for a while(sneeze fetish) and I thought I would finally join the site I've visited multiple times because it's becoming a part of me anyway.
I also am really nervous of having this sort of thing in the first place but I want to feel comfortable in my own skin and too not be afraid to just have this fetish.
Never have told anyone personal in my life about it and don't think I will be comfortable about sharing it anytime soon.
With that aside,
Hows it going?

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