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Writer's Den / Re: [M + Macro + Illness] Big Bad Wolf commission 2
« on: June 27, 2020, 01:40:00 AM »
Part 3 has appeared...!  Thank you all for your kind words.  Knowing people read this is a huge part of my motivation.  I mean, these were commissions, but still.

Writer's Den / Re: [M + Macro + Illness] Big Bad Wolf commission 1
« on: June 27, 2020, 01:39:04 AM »
Coming back and reading these comments fills me with satisfaction and joy in these dark times.  Thank you very much.  :)

Writer's Den / [M + Macro + Illness] Big Bad Wolf commission 3
« on: June 27, 2020, 01:33:39 AM »
The thrilling conclusion to a 3-part commissioned series.


Before anyone inside knew it, he was there.  The first indication was a window-rattling, building-shaking gust of wind that caused many folks to look outside and see a huge pair of nostrils that seemed to lead into an endlessly deep abyss, then a finger that came to rub the twitching, flaring black rims.  Rej, the giant wolf with a bone to pick, had arrived on the grounds of a factory that, in his mind, was responsible for him getting sick... pumping all that soot and who knows what else into the air, polluting the city... clearly, this place was to blame for his huge, destructive sneezes and he was going to put a stop to it!

He sat down in the parking lot, not really caring if he crushed some rather expensive looking vehicles, and stared into the windows of what he could see was a large meeting room, instantly making an assumption that these people must be the leadership of the building.  After letting loose an enormous sneeze that seemed to shake the building's foundation, he found he had their attention.

“Hey.  Can you hear me in there? I caught a stupid cold because of your dumb smokestacks belching all this filth into the air all the time.”

There was some activity inside as those within ran to get people who were actually in charge.

“H-heh... Hey... don't ruh-run.  I'm n-not gonna sne... snee... sneehh-heeze... much.” The wolf rubbed his big nose again, rims twitching and flaring as his long muzzle scrunched up, his chest heaving as he sat, wrestling with his cold.  He really needed another sneeze to clear it out... it tickled so badly, but he was trying to make a point here.  'Maybe just a little sneeze?' a part of his brain called out.  A very convincing part... after all, it really, really tickled, and he did still have a point to prove.

“Eh... Ehnnywun who... duh-duh-doesn't wah-ha-haanna be here should g-g-get goin', I'm... I'm Gonna see... ee... snee... sneeze! I c-can't... holditbah---AH...! AAAH!”

Many workers took that moment to flee, and some of the upper management... unfortunately for the leadership, they really had to address whatever problem was happening here.

“HAAAH-HAH-heh-EH-” He was trying – he really was, that was obvious.  His nostrils were flaring as he pressed against his nose, long snout twitching, the big nose capping it wriggling and scrunched.  But he couldn't hold back his huge sneeze, and the consequences were, well... they worked out for him, really.

“EH-KKKSSSCCHHHHHHHHHOOO!” The big wolf sneezed, a gust of wind and clap of sound not just rattling but rather shattering the windows this time, exposing the boardroom to the storm blowing from the sick wolf's sneezy snout. 

The folks in charge were cowering beneath a large, sturdy table, brushing bits of broken glass out of their hair and voicing some arguments, but for the most part just in a stunned silence, which was just how Rej wanted them, receptive to a good tongue-lashing.

“Geehhh... so itchy...” He rubbed his snout, audibly squishing and squelching as it hung before the shattered windows, the wolf sniffling and snorting, some papers and a chair slowly moving toward his gaping nostrils as he breathed in.  “And do you know why? Because I have a cold.  A ton of stupid little viruses are swimming around inside my bi-biih... big... sn-sneezy... Snah... AH...” He pressed his fingers against his nose, nostrils twitching violently, muzzle scrunching... but he managed to hold it.  “S-snout... whew... Almost sneezed again, there.  That might have been pretty bad for you lot.”
“Because, you know, I can't help it.  It's a totally involuntary reaction.” The giant wolf was still just being stared at by these people, utterly confused as to what he was talking about, or why he was here...

“In my case, I have a cold... chemicals released by cells in my mucus and membranes are triggering a reaction from special nerves and the lining inside my nose, causing a reflex action to expel the irritants – the viruses, in this case, although with how dirty the air is, it could honestly have just been the air pollution! And that's why I'm here.” He paused to sniffle, pinching his big nose for a bit, the distance between his nose and his eyes seeming rather extreme with how huge he was.  He could easily stick it into the room and still have the rest of his face outside.

“Beh-heecause... I only go-got sick... from all the pollution this factory is belching into the ai-air! Ahhh... it tickles... I hope I don't interrupt my lesson with a s-sneeze... agh... it would be so huge, I don't know if you'd be okay...!”

They went pale thinking about the shattered windows and what being exposed to such a blast would do to them without any protection...

Rej just rubbed his snout some more, trying to hold in his sneeze.  He wasn't ready for it yet, not until he was done!

“Where w-wh-hwhuuzzz I? Oh ri-right... agh, it's s-so... so hard to hold it... my huge sneeze...” He pinched his big nose tightly shut, a bit of wetness squeezing out.  The tickle was so deep and so persistent... he really, really had to sneeze.  So badly.  It was a terrible itch...

“Once that reflex is active, th-there's even more nerves stimulated, and it makes the itch worse.  After that I just... h-have to gasp in a big, huge, deep breath... and sneeze as hard as I can! My body do-duhh... does it on its own, and its really t-to-tough to fight it like this...  I need something to r-rub my nose with...” He reached in, plucking one of them up and smearing them against his sniffly snout, sighing as the chosen one screamed and tried to escape, begging him not to sneeze.  “Please hold it!”

Rej's response was to sniff deeply, sending them on a trip down a deep, dark chasm-like passage, the wolf's enormous nose, his muzzle so long it took quite a while for them to land with a splat against the innermost depths of Rej's nose, the heart of the infection that was making him so sneezy.

“Ghuuh... HH-HAAAHNG ON... Its Gun... GUNNA... B-be BUMPEEHhhh... HEEEEHH...!” The added irritation of having a businessman in his sinuses was simply too much, and he was preparing for a huge sneeze – just as he said, the last step was to expel the irritants... in a huge, involuntary burst of air and irritants, trapped in glistening slime.

After this display, everyone else had fled the room – save one, who Rej had pinned beneath his palm, easily keeping their leader in place.  “HAAAAH... hhh... oooh, it tickles! But... W-why didn't I sneeze? I gotta sneeeeeze... gotta sneeze... Hhaaaahh...” After a false start, the wolf's mouth hung open, his nostrils flaring, wriggling – his muzzle scrunching desperately as he tilted his head back, giving the person within a brief view of the cloudy sky beneath the billowing smokestacks of the factory, visible through a distant circle that was steadily increasing in size – Rej's nostril.  They could feel everything around them rumbling, and suddenly were caught up in a massive windburst...

“HAAAAAAHAAAAAATTTCCCHHHHHHHHHHHHHHYOOOOOO!” Rej wound up and sneezed for all he was worth, holding nothing back as he shot a misty plume into the sky, a small figure screeching as they zoomed out of sight, leaving a small hole in the clouds as the stacks cracked and shifted from the force of the macro's enormous sneeze, both nostrils flared wide, blowing out gale-force winds as he slowly bent over, one paw stamping the ground as the force of his sneezing shook his body, already weakened by his illness, completely taking control.

All he could feel, all he could think about, was that sneeze, that barreled up and out of him from the bottom of his bones, feeling so much better afterwards, rubbing his massive sniffer with the back of one hand.

“Haaah... feels good, too, to get that out.  I think I got one more brewing in here, though...” The wolf made a strange face, wiggling his nose around, working his jaw... definitely still had a tickle up in there.  And he had just the perfect place to let it out...  picking up the terrified factory owner, the wolf went over to the already-weakened smokestack that was closest, the structure damaged and starting to crumble a bit, tilted at a strange angle from his harsh sneezing.

“Here you go...” Unceremoniously, Rej dumped him into the top of the stack like he was loading a cannon – and in a way he was, but his sneezy nose was the fuse and the ignition.

Wedging himself into a small grate at the bottom, Rej prepared himself – the billowing smoke instantly filled him with the most horrendous itch, and he started to think this might have been a mistake... but it was far too late.  He lost total control of himself, surrendering to his need to sneeze.

“Ah-no-that's t-to-tooMUH... too mU-HUUHhch...! Agghh! AaghhAHAAA! HAAAA!” Each breath only filled his snout with smog, that plus his cold was far too great an irritation for him to resist any longer, and he fell victim, utterly, to his gigantic, super-sensitive sniffer.

For his part, all the owner could see as he choked and coughed in the smog, tumbling down the smokestack's length, was a huge black canine nose, twitching and trembling, nostrils stretching, the entire thing seeming to jump and quiver at the tip of that muzzle, his doom stretching out beneath him, twin pools of disaster that held the god of storms at bay for only a few short moments. 

And thanks to Rej's lecture, he knew exactly what was about to happen.

The wolf was going to sneeze...  he closed his eyes, whimpering, begging him not to, but his pleas fell on deaf ears.  Rej wasn't even able to hear the tiny man at this point, no matter how much he sobbed and pleaded with the wolf to reconsider.

Not that he had a choice in the matter.  To sneeze was merely a reflex... nothing anyone could help.  Certainly not in this situation.


He couldn't stop sneezing... he sneezed and sneezed, the factory owner launching even higher and further out of sight from the smokestack as the cannon exploded, both barrels firing relentlessly, devastating the surrounding area.  Rej had made a mistake... he could not stop, no matter how hard he tried.  He just had to keep sneezing, and sneezing!  His sneezes obliterated the smokestack, creating a domino effect as soon as the restraining power of the tall cylinder was gone, his nose blasting flat the factory, the lot, everything – the building was razed to its foundations, the foundations were blown away, and by the time the wolf had finally finished with what had to be the largest, most devastating macro sneezing fit in history, there was nothing left to remind people that a factory had once been here, polluting their air, except for a deep hole and a stretch of land where there was nothing but bare dirt and stone, scoured clean by the macro's mighty nostrils as they unleashed a hellish storm of sneezes upon the land.

Spent, completely exhausted, he curled up to sleep on that very spot, hoping that when he awoke the tickle in his nose would finally be gone, his cold cured.

“I hope Kev isn't mad at me... I w-won't get sick and sneeze in his apartment again.  I fixed the problem...” His last thoughts were of his friend, who would doubtless see this on the news later that day, as he sank into a deep sleep, nose giving a few last sniffles and twitches as he settled in.

Art, Art, and Art! / Re: Dusty dusty...
« on: April 02, 2020, 02:09:44 AM »
It's cute! I like how it just bursts out, and her nose is too big to stop it.  X3

Nice.  Thuuuumbs up!

Writer's Den / Re: [M + Macro + Illness] Big Bad Wolf commission 2
« on: March 11, 2020, 12:41:33 AM »
It's a wonderful continuation with amazing buildup and sneezes. Reggie was so desperate to hold back himself, and I can imagine how his snout would scrunch and wiggle. Sounds like there might be more, but guess we'll see.

Yes, there is a part 3.

Writer's Den / [M + Macro + Illness] Big Bad Wolf commission 2
« on: March 10, 2020, 12:40:58 AM »
Part 2 of a commissioned series about a Big Bad Wolf with a cold.  Enjoy.


Having departed from his friend Kevin's recently aerated home, Reggie the giant wolf realized that Kev had been right.  It really had been quite a bad idea to come here just to say goodbye... his nose was throwing a fit, the invading illness making him stuffy, while simultaneously feeling a crawling, constant tingle in his enormous nose.  His hand was kept firmly attached, rubbing up and down and in circles, kneading his itchy nostrils to try and prevent another one of his gigantic sneezes from sneaking out.  He blinked through bleary eyes as he tried to carefully pick his way through the city, quite slow going due to his size, huffing and gasping as he went.

“Hh-h... Nnh... H-hah.. U-uh-oh... Ah... nghhk...!” people who saw him coming immediately turned and walked, jogged, or sprinted away, their eyes wide.  All in all, it was safe to say he was causing quite a ruckus.  The most worried were the ones who couldn't escape... anyone who was at work, such as a construction site.  Now normally one would think that if one were a giant wolf with quite a set of lungs on him, one might ignore everything else and try to escape city limits when one had a cold, and one's giant nose was twitching, flaring, and huffing all over the place.

But not Rej.  No, he saw that construction up ahead, and he stopped to gape in wonder, looking at the machines.  With his size, he'd never need to use something like that.  Crouching down with his head close to the ground, he watched them work, a finger rubbing back and forth underneath his nose, making his nostrils wiggle from side to side and making all the staff on site quite nervous.

A crane operator in particular took poorly to the sight of a huge wolf's maw in front of his window, letting out a shriek before passing out on the spot, the pig's hand still moving the heavy machinery, a load of steel and concrete going up to a higher level.  The sight of that cavernous nose, nostrils flaring and gasping breaths fogging up the glass of his pilot seat was just too much.  Perhaps he'd suffered from a macro sneeze before.

An alarm went up, folks shouting and running around, trying to make sure they weren't underneath that load when it inevitably fell, everyone expecting a huge disaster and a setback of many weeks, perhaps even months if the damage was severe enough.

“Oop.” Reaching out easily, Rej caught the crane, the pressure it applied to his palm almost nonexistent to the incredibly strong wolf.  He held the bundle carefully in his right hand, the left tapping on the crane.  “Excuse me? You need to stop moving the arm.  It's... it's gonna hit... hello?” Peering in, he couldn't make out much.  Unfortunately his hitching breaths had fogged up the windows far too much, and now his hands were occupied.

“Hnnmhh... HH-hfff...” He snorted and snuffed, twisting his muzzle as he felt that tingling itch spread outward, caressing the deepest reaches of his muzzle with a seductive urge to let loose a big blast of a sneeze, to rid his nose of the tickles that his developing cold were spreading.  He fought hard, trying to gently press his snout against the crane, using the hard edges of the equipment to scratch his nose as he left glistening trails of slime across it, a few droplets pattering to the ground below. Droplets to him, but more like puddles to anyone else. 

His lids grew heavy, vision fluttering as his mouth dropped open, breathy 'Hah... hhh-hahh... aa-Ah!...' gasps escaping him.  “Oh... my nose is so itchy... I h-have to sneeze... no, I can't... c-can't sneeze... I'll... M-make all these people sick, give them my cold...” he was muttering to himself, and thankfully quietly enough that the workers couldn't hear him.  As the foreman approached, he found the distraction helped him not think about that deep, tingling itch crawling its way through the sensitive passages of his nose, making his whole body quiver with the deep-seated need to release a massive sneeze...

“Excuse me, sir? Thank you for that,” Not taking off his hard hat, it was difficult for Rej to see the squirrel's face, but he could hear just fine.

“Oh n-n-nuh-not at all, an-na-h—h- anyone... would have done the same!” The big wolf was really struggling to speak and still maintain control over his nose, a sneeze brewing larger and more fierce in his long snout as the vibrations from his voice made his extra-sensitive sniffer tingle.

“We're gonna get that unhooked as soon as we can – please, just keep holding it.” They looked extremely nervous, and even Rej understood why.  The man was unclear about what, exactly, the big wolf should be holding... he was carefully holding both the crane and the load it had been hauling in his hands, but of course he was also holding in a huge, site-shattering sneeze...

“I... I c-ca-can't h-hold it much longeuuhhh...” He repositioned, lowering his snout even more until it was within their reach, his warm breath rustling their hard hats as it blew through their fur, flared nostrils stretching wide.  “Caeh... Can you r-rub muh-my no-nose? I... I need to sn-snee-sneeeeeeeze!” He drew the word out into a whine, muzzle scrunching and wriggling, eliciting a primal terror in the construction workers, who hesitantly stepped forward, scootching as though he were approaching a bomb and wincing as he reached out, touching the wet, sniffling nostrils of the giant wolf.

“Pleeee... Pleee-heeeehheeeeeze...” He whimpered, breath huffing over the workers as more started to edge in, their foreman shouting, “Don't just stand there! Get in there! Quick!” and motivating them to help assuage the wolf's big tickle before their site was totally demolished.  They had to buy enough time for the other team up top to unhitch that load and allow Rej to get his hands back where they belonged – clamped onto his sniffling, twitching schnozz before it exploded.

He got caught in a hitching loop as he felt a multitude of hands touching his sensitive sniffer, tickling intensifying a bit before they all began to rub, some stretching, some pushing, some squeezing and massaging his tingling nares, all of them feeling they were staring down the barrel of a gun as they peered into the dark, slimy depths within the wolf's nose.  It seemed to go on forever, his muzzle so long and deep and dark... snottier than usual thanks to his cold, and his previous sneezes had made him build up a bit of moisture in there, threatening to spill over the edge where pink gave way to black, constant sniffles keeping it contained.

“Hyeeghh—hii... Heegh.... hhh... hHA... HAAA- – pphew... hhuuh... oh r-right... right there... I gah... I gah sneeeeeze... h-higher-- Higher...! I... IH... IHHHH...” One of the workers slapped his friend, barking out, 'You heard him! HIGHER!' and began pressing both hands into the wolf's septum with gusto, squishing his hands into the pliant, surprisingly giving flesh and getting rewarded with another sigh of relief from the wolf.  He wasn't going to blow, just yet.

“Hhhhhh thank you, guys, I h-have to sneeze so bad and I just don't want to knock down your building! It... It would probably be a really big sneeze.  The tickle's just so deep... I don't think I can hold it in much longer.  I can f-fuh feel my lungs screaming at me to gasp in a big breath and just... nnnfh, I h-have to hang on...”

The construction crew was now quite worried, and there were calls to hurry it the hell up in getting that load unhitched.  Unfortunately it was a long process, and they had to unload everything by hand up onto some girders and scaffolding, so it was slow going for sure.  This big cold-laden nose wasn't going to stay under control much longer.

One enterprising soul had the idea to climb up the crane and leap onto the wolf's muzzle, grabbing hold and squeezing as tightly as he could with his arms and legs, trying to smooth out wrinkles that were forming and rub away the itch that was deep inside.  A for effort, but it wasn't really working – not with his cold so set in and deep inside, those insidious viruses working to irritate and multiply so they could spread in a massive spraying cloud across all these poor people.  That was how Rej imagined it, anyway – that he was fighting against them, trying to keep from spreading this cold to others, never mind the damage his sneeze alone would cause.  At this point, after his sneezes destroyed his friend's room, he was feeling pretty moist, and he thought it would likely get pretty messy from this point onward.

“Haaah...” His eyes started to swim, unfocusing as his brow scrunched, muzzle rippling with irritation.  The crew was only about seventy, maybe eighty percent finished with the job, but poor Reggie just couldn't hold on any longer.  He had to sneeze so badly he thought his nostrils were vibrating!

“Aaaaaaah...!” the wolf gave another gasp, his grip on the crane starting to slip as his maw fell open, terrifying the crew, who cried, “N-no, wait, please, please don't sneeze! You can hold it! Turn your head, turn your head!” They called out various things, that he should tuck his snout into his shirt or that he should stifle it.  None of these were going to work, none were a realistic option.  Not with such a big wolf and such a boisterous sneeze.

The crewman riding his muzzle tried to slide off, the long snout with the bulbous, widely-flared tip tilting upwards, teeth and tongue visible to all as he gasped again.

“HAAAAAAAAAAAAH...” Rej's eyes squeezed shut and he let go of the crane, the rest of the load crashing and clattering to the ground as men dived out of the way, rolling into piping or beneath the kneeling wolf to get clear.

The wolf's hand came up to squeeze his snout, nostrils fighting against his pinching fingers and struggling to stay open, squelching as he kneaded them.  Everyone stopped and stared at him, wondering if he had done it, if he was able to suppress the enormous sneeze that was doubtlessly building inside him.

“GhhhEEEH... GNNnhhhgnnkkhhh... Hhgggeeehh... aaAAeEeeeeh!” Rej struggled, his long nose high in the air, ready to snap down and unleash a wave of destruction that would surely level this site.  Crew taking cover stared at him with bated breath, each of them praying, 'Don't sneeze, please don't let him sneeze.'

But the wolf couldn't contain it any longer.  Snapping down with a spray that was propelled by an absolutely massive gust of wind, his nose exploded like a bomb.

“EEEEEEHHHHHHH-SSSSCHHHHHHHHHHHHHHOOOOOOOOO!!” metal creaked, wood was blown to splinters, and machinery rolled back as the site was doused in a forceful mist... but everything was still standing.  They breathed a sigh of relief.

At least until Rej sneezed again.

“Guh... Gunna... B-be... a bih—bii---EEEEEH- EEEEEEKKKKTTTTTTTTTCHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHFFFFFFFFFFF!” a second sneeze blasted over everything, blowing like a hurricane along with a thick rope of snot that burst out of him, gumming up the crane treads as the half-built structure came tumbling down with a huge cloud of dust and debris, luckily blown away from the wolf by his own explosive sneezes.  The crew were hanging on for dear life, some of them blown away out of sight by the burst of gale-force winds.

“Wuh... Wuhhnn muh... muh-more... I'm... S-so sorr... sorreh... sor—rrrruuuh... RUUU-UUH...” The wolf looked dazed, kneeling as he sneezed and sneezed, rubbing at his dripping nose as he let it all loose, blasting what was probably billions of germs all over the people here, doubtlessly igniting an epidemic as he infected everyone nearby with his massive cold sneezes.

“RRRUUHHEETTTSCHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHUUU!” This final sneeze splattered what was left of the site with big gobbets of snot, fairly small to the wolf but to the normal sized folks, as big as beach balls.  That sneeze, concentrated, might have been able to fill a swimming pool – of course, a pool wasn't even as big as Rej's huge nose, not with all that space in his muzzle, so it made sense.

Panting, gasping for breath, Rej clutched his nose with both hands, blushing, ears folded back as he saw the destruction he had caused, and heard the jeers and screams of the workmen, enraged at all their hard work being lost, echoing up to him.

“Um... Sorry.  I'm... I'm s-so sorry.” Snuffling, he stood and tried to scuttle away as fast as possible, wondering where he could go to deal with this cold... his eyes scanned the horizon, and then he saw it.

That factory.  The smog from that factory was what had irritated his nose so much – it was awful.  All the pollution around here... it wasn't just him getting sick.  It was affecting everyone's health.

“Maybe... I can do some good after all...” The big wolf started to make his way toward it, gears turning in his head, and a tickle brewing in his snout.

Writer's Den / Re: Modern Monsters **M//CYOA-pos?**(1-?)
« on: March 09, 2020, 01:41:20 AM »
What is 'CYOA-pos?' I am unfamiliar with that tag.

Books and Comics / Re: "Stand Back!" said the elephant's backstory?
« on: February 11, 2020, 12:11:59 AM »
Huh, how about that? I too, wished that it had ended differently.  I don't know who the characters are, but yes, well done.

Art, Art, and Art! / Re: [F, Horse] Ain't even trying to contain it
« on: February 04, 2020, 05:43:57 PM »
Of course not, horse nostrils are far too broad to contain!

Art, Art, and Art! / Re: Eve Kyle - sneeze nudity male
« on: January 30, 2020, 11:29:51 PM »
Nice.  Again I'm intrigued by your use of color.

Art, Art, and Art! / Re: [M+Dragon, Mostly Noses] Viktor Snoots
« on: January 20, 2020, 01:56:54 AM »
Hydra Viktor. 


Art, Art, and Art! / Re: [M+Dragon, Mostly Noses] Viktor Snoots
« on: January 20, 2020, 01:56:09 AM »

oneofthree: Now this is making me think of a singular Viktor with multiple heads or multiple noses on the same face, ha ha ha.


Art, Art, and Art! / Re: [M+Dragon, Mostly Noses] Viktor Snoots
« on: January 17, 2020, 01:08:01 AM »

Writer's Den / Re: Minuette's Travels [bunny+pepper]
« on: January 11, 2020, 12:52:46 PM »
Cute! Tiny town.  Gosh those peppercorns must be like cannonballs to them.

Art, Art, and Art! / Re: Aurora- Pegasus-Sneeze-Pepper-F-Mature
« on: January 11, 2020, 12:48:49 PM »
Neat.  How are you doing those textured colors? I've always been interested in that sort of thing.

Art, Art, and Art! / Re: Nadira- Mature Content- Sneeze Cold Elephant - F
« on: January 11, 2020, 12:37:52 PM »
Loved that long build-up, well done.  Thanks for sharing!

Writer's Den / [M + Macro + Illness] Big Bad Wolf commission 1
« on: December 31, 2019, 12:14:52 AM »
This was a commission for a macro Big Bad Wolf character with a cold having a pretty bad day.  Part 1 of 3.


The german shepherd moaned low in his throat as he awakened, some disturbance in the room making
him crack open his eyes, squinting against the morning sun that would doubtless be streaming in – but
no, it was dark... what? Kevin pressed the heels of his palms to his eyes, rubbing the sleep from them as
he blinked in the somewhat shadowed room, before suddenly finding the source of the darkness.

“Hiiii, Kev!” a loud, low, whispered voice greeted his ears, emanating from the giant muzzle that was
stuffed through his wide windows. A wet black nose with wide, slightly-running nostrils scrunched and
sniffled, sounding thick and rumbling.

This nose was attached to an enormous wolf, his feet far below on the ground while his face was now
jammed up into the apartment's window, the only way the macro felt like he could 'visit' with his friend.
“Morning, Rej. Haven't we talked about not dropping by unexpected while I'm sleeping? I'm pretty
sure we have...” With a sigh, the shepherd tossed the sheets off, paws hitting the carpeted floor as he
reluctantly stood up, feeling the warm breath from the wolf wash over him, ruffling his fur and rippling
across his bedsheets. “I mean, at least let me get dressed.” He started to do so quickly, pulling on
some pants and buttoning up any old shirt.

“But I wanted to come see you! I think I'm gonna have to leave town soon, so... I didn't want to just go
without any goodbyes!” Reggie snuffled again, the brown-and-darker-brown canine frowning as a drip
hit the floor.

“Uh... why is that, Rej?” his ears were perked up now, alert. Something seemed wrong with this
situation. His eyes widened with horror as the giant answered.

“Um, I think I might be catching a cold. The smog and smoke from that new factory have really been
irritating my nose, and I was just gonna leave before I start sneezing. You know what h-happens when
I sneeze.” There was the tiniest hitch in his speech, a sign that Kevin was tragically familiar with.

“Well what the heck are you waiting for?! You could have just called – doesn't that one company make
phones your size now?” Rushing over to the big nose that was representing his friend, he began
pushing on it, as though that could make it vacate his home more swiftly. “If you think you're getting
sick, you don't come into your friend's house and breathe all over him! Get this big honker out of my
room before you sneeze!” His hands sank into the pliant flesh, nostrils as large as the dog flaring and
huffing over him.

“Aw, don't be like that! I can feel a sneeze coming a mile away! Ah... that feels nice, thanks...” The
pressure was assuaging an itch that the big wolf hadn't even felt, but he understood the caution. Just
one of his sneezes would probably blast this building apart, thankfully he'd always had a long, long
build-up, and he hadn't been surprised by a sneeze since he was much younger. “All right, just wanted
to let you know! I'll see you in a week or so!” With that cheerful goodbye, the wolf felt the nares of his
nose twitch and flare, perhaps responding to the nice nose rubs (Actually insistent pushing) he was
getting, and started to pull himself out. At least, that was the plan.

“Mm... Uh... Hmmmm...” He pulled a little harder, and felt the building start to move, stopping
immediately. “Uh...”

“What's the holdup? Get out of here, you're getting germs all over my room!” Kev cried, standing back
from the wiggling nose as he felt the floor give the tiniest rumble.

“I'm stuck.” Came the response. A pregnant pause followed as the shepherd stared at the gargantuan
nose that was acting as a stand-in for his friend's face.

“Well, okay. Um... I'll get some butter or some olive oil, maybe, and there's no rush since you don't
have to-”

“H-haah...” The big wolf gave a gasp, what was visible of his muzzle scrunching up as his enormous
schnozz flared, a breeze drifting through the room as he inhaled.

“Don't you dare,” Said the smaller canine, with a slight look of fear.

“I thi—thi-- hiiihnk I feel a s-s-sneeze...” Came the wavering voice of the giant wolf, his eyes tearing
up outside as his cold-ravaged snout gave a mighty itch, tingling up between his eyes, begging for a
great big blast of a sneeze to blow it all free and clear, get all those irritants out with a single explosion.

“Hh-HA—Hh—hheh... t-t-tickl...s...!” Once again he tried to remove his snout from the room, but it
was stuck tight. Perhaps because of his illness, his nose was swollen? Or maybe it was the wide, flared
dark nostrils, revealing running pink interiors, sensitive and inflamed.

The room shook and the building trembled as the wolf lightly gripped it, trying not to move too much
as the sneeze overtook him. His friend Kevin meanwhile was up against the wolf's nose, trying to rub
it, stroke his nostrils, press both hands to his septum, anything he could think of to keep the wolf from
sneezing. He even tried pressing his right arm across what little he could reach of those gaping holes,
trying to apply enough pressure to suppress Reggie's urge to sneeze.

“H-hhhae... aeeh... hh—hnn---nn...!” It seemed to work for a moment, at least.

“Don't... sneeze. Do not sneeze. You had better not sneeze and spray your germs all over my entire apartment, not to
mention probably blowing my wall down!” He was trying to help, to perhaps be stern and aid the wolf
in suppressing his nasal urges, but honestly hearing the word 'sneeze' over and over just pushed him
over the edge. The huge wolf couldn't help it. He just had to sneeze, no matter the consequences.

“Igah... Gahh—can't... Ibuhgunna... HH... HAAA... HAAAAEETTTSCHHHHH!” His muzzle
scrunched, twitched, and his nostrils spread wide as he unleashed an enormous sneeze, the walls
cracking and the bed, along with mostly anything in the room, being blown about by the hot gale of
wind that rocketed through the room. Kev clung to that sneezy snout for dear life, trying not to think
about the fact that the wolf was sick as he got sneezed on. Luckily there wasn't any spray.

“B-bless you... ok... that wasn't so bad! I'm still here, building's still stand-”

“HHHAAAAH....!” But the wolf wasn't done. His nose itched so bad! That first sneeze just made it
worse, somehow... it was like a dam broke inside of him, and all he could do was desperately gasp in
another huge breath, his chest puffing up as it pressed against the side of the building outside, his eyes
shutting tightly as his muzzle wrinkled and nose flared out once again.

“HAAAHTTTTCHHHHHHHHHHHEEEOOOO! … Gnnuhh...” Snuffling, the now-wet nose snuffled
and shifted before Kevin, flexing and wriggling.

“Y-you good?” Miraculously, the building was still ok. This was fine. He could go get the olive oil,
they'd lube up this silly wolf's snoot and slide him on out of here.

“Kebvh...” Ugh, he sounded so stuffy. And apologetic... worried? Resigned? What was that tone in his
voice? “I'b so-sorry... b-bud I … I ha... hafta... I hafta sneeze!”

“No, nonono, don't … just... come on, pull it out!” But he was already gone, huffing and puffing, regret
and desperation, futile determination to hold his sneezes in coloring his gasps.

“Haaah... HhAaAAaaa... HAA-” the wolf's maw opened, his whole body trembling as he felt the
sneeze come up through his feet, flinging himself forward, cracking the entire window frame along
with the wall as he was totally unable to stop his body's response. The cold-stricken wolf sneezed a
misty plume of a sneeze that shone in the sun and dusted everything in the shepherd's room, along with
breaking most of the building's windows, and perhaps tilting it a bit to the side.

“HAAATTEEESCCCHHHHHHHHHHSHHHHHHHSHHHHHHHH!” It was a wet monster of a sneeze, leaving the gargantuan canine feeling quite dazed afterwards, the force of the gale blowing Kev back into his closet, thankfully padding him with heaps of now disheveled clothing as the walls broke down in places, leading into the hallway. His bed was flat up against the wall, the air pressure blowing
out all the doors and sending rugs, furniture, anything not nailed down flying. Afterwards, the wolf was left panting, small runners of slime dangling from his wide, reddened nostrils, able to pull his sneezy snoot out of the rubble as he pawed at it desperately, a wet squelching sound permeating the air as he scrubbed at his itchy nose.

“Nnn... I'm s-so sorry... are you ok?” He put an eye up to the hole he'd made, ears folded back and tail
drooping as he peered inside, his eye filling the cracked ruin that had once been a window leading to a
nice balcony. Seeing that Kevin was fine, if a bit damp and quite annoyed, he cheered up … slightly.

“Will you get out of here!? Jesus! You sneezed all over me and now my home is wrecked! You need to
go before you sneeze again, Rej! Just... just come talk to me once you're better! Honestly... you'd think
you'd know better by now! How did you even get sick anyway?” The shepherd vented his frustrations
on his careless friend a bit before sighing and putting both hands on his face.

“I'm going to go take a shower, if the pipes still work. And I guess see if I can switch apartments. You
need to get clear, all right? Thanks for coming to say goodbye... I guess. No, I mean... it's not your
fault. I'm just upset. This is why we have insurance, right? Accidents happen...” It seemed like he was
more talking to himself at this point, perhaps questioning why he had to go and get himself such an
airheaded friend who happened to be a giant, capable of doubtlessly inflicting his cold upon him with
that last sneeze, as well as wrecking up the place...

“I... I -snrk- think it was all the smog. But you're right... my nose is so -snffff- itchy, I should go...
ugh... drippy.”

“At least take my sheets to use as a handkerchief. I mean, you already sneezed all over everything, you
might as well take it too.”

Smiling faintly, the wolf's huge hand carefully reached in and pulled the sheets off, rubbing them
against his nose with a look of intense relief. “Thanks... I'll see you. Sorry again about-”

“I know you're sorry, just go! You can make it up to me later, but right now, seriously, you have to go.
You know how the city feels about macros sneezing recklessly! Get outta here quick buddy.” After all,
he wasn't the only one living in this building... already people were getting out of bed to investigate the
sudden, strange 'earthquake' that had shaken the building, finding their windows broken... it wouldn't
do for them to hear Rej sneeze right after that. People might make connections, or throw around some
hurtful terms, like 'big bad wolf'. He wasn't bad, just a little...unfocused, perhaps, on how big he was.
Accidents happen.

With his nose firmly wrapped in the bedsheet, just barely covering the massive honker, Reggie began
his careful exodus from the city, stepping lightly as he decided to head out to the coast first, then cut
out through the industrial fields and off into the wilderness where he could sneeze to his heart's content.
Or his nose's, as the case may be. Being alone and sick in the woods sucked, but it didn't suck as much
as wrecking all your friends' homes every time your nose got a big tickle in it.

Now he just had to get clear of the city without sneezing again. A prospect that was already looking
somewhat grim, as after just a few steps, Kev could hear the big wolf gasp as he strode away, clutching
his gigantic nose in his palm.

Art, Art, and Art! / [M + Horse] Cover Art for Farm Romp story by PPL
« on: December 28, 2019, 04:31:25 PM »
This is the cover art drawn by PPL for a story I wrote using our characters,

Here's a story I wrote with PPL's character Amber, and my character Kyle, who has never seen the light of day but actually does have a story and a backstory lol.

Accompanying cover art found here

“AHHHHSHHIISHHHH!” came the roaring sneeze, yet again.  Harsh, spraying, deep-throated... it seemed to make the big burly horse's whole frame shudder as it left him, mist drifting to the ground and clinging to the wall in front of his flaring, moist nostrils.  Some seemed to want to spill out, but it was just barely held back by the thick rims of his nares, the gray around the end of his nose standing out from his generally brown fur and dark mane.

“Gnnuuhhh... how do people stand this... I... I go-gotta snee-sneeze all the time... E-erh... H-here it... com—EEEEETTSCHHHH!” he let loose another uncovered blast of a sneeze, causing the other visitor to the farm to grind her back teeth in frustration, feeling as though she could snap her broom in half.  This had been going on for hours.

The blonde horse nearly stamped a hoof at yet another gasping, hitching breath, a flush suffusing her face as she watched him out of the corner of her eye.  Why did he have to be so dang sexy? His nostrils flared open like that, his chest heaving with his needy breaths, the talking... god, the talking.  If he would just shut up, maybe it would be bearable.  But no, he had to say, “Amber, I nnnn-need to sneeze agai- AGAIITTTNNCHHH!” and then sneeze so hard she could see a spray hanging in the air, watch little pieces of straw blow around, and sometimes feel a gust across her shoulder or on her leg.

She'd been trying to resist, really.  They both had work to do... but she was getting so worked up.  She thought she might be about to start soaking through her panties she was so wet, each time one of those huge gasping nasal explosions ripped through the air, her body shivered with want.  Her nipples had stiffened, rubbing uncomfortably against the cups of her bra, and she was chewing on her lower lip, trying not to gasp.  If she could just have a few minutes of silence, maybe she could calm down.

“Ahuh---- HH-hHAAEHH--” There he went again.  His strong handsome jaw open, eyes fluttering, hands uselessly waving near his gaping nostrils, like that would help.  His lungs drawing in deep, exaggerated gasps to try and rid themselves of this allergic tickle in his long muzzle, muscles all over his body flexing as he tried to overcome the instinctual urge.  “Hhuuh-- --nn-- whheeewh.  I thought I was going to -” he paused, giving a wet snuffle and then a snort, scrubbing his supple snout against the back of his wrist.  “Thought I was going to snee---hheeiihhhghh... oh-n-nuh-not again... I cah... I can'can't stah—HAAAA---HAAAAAAHHHPTTTTSCHHHHHHHSHHUUhhhppff...” This one was a huge, lip-flapping sneeze.  The blonde couldn't stand it anymore.  She just could not take it.

Kyle was wiping up his nostrils after yet another sneeze – the itch was still there... this was hell, right? The countryside... is actually secretly hell? - when Amber walked up to him.  She looked... flushed.  Probably from the hard work! And her tail was swishing from side to side... he turned away from her, sneezing again, and noticed her jump, her body tightening up.  Must've scared her.  “Wh-uh... whew.  What's up?”

“Oh, hey man, I'm gonna need you to chill with the sneezing, all right? You know, it's uh... It's kind of distracting...” Amber tucked a long strand of hair behind one of her ears as she looked up, seeming a little subdued, her hips wiggling from side to side slightly.  Kyle blushed... “Oh... I'm  sorry.  I'll try really hard to hold them back! I never usually sneeze like this, I swear.”  Here he was, making a snotty mess of himself in front of this beauty.  His roommates back home would definitely laugh at him when they heard that he'd embarrassed himself like this, especially since Ben and Eliza were the ones who always had to deal with his 'active nightlife'.

“Okay, thanks. Try your best!” a golden-furred hand reached up to gently pat the side of the huge draft horse's muzzle, fingers lingering for just a bit before she turned and clopped away, hooves clacking on the stone floor as they both got back to work.

Naturally, Kyle immediately began sneezing again.  He simply couldn't help but belt out gust after gust of uncontrollable allergic sneezes.

“Hnkght! Hhngkkh! HngKKTSCHHHOOO! EHTCHSCHH! AHTCHHH! HAHTCHHOO!” He tried to stifle, to keep quiet, he really did.  But his nose was just so big... and he was sooo sneezy.  They just burst out! Slipping around his squeezing fingers, even pinched shut he couldn't help but let out a burst as the tickle grew with each stifle.

“Dude! Please stop sneezing, I'm beggin' ya!” The blonde horse whipped around, her long hair and tail waving through the air around her with the sudden motion.  She leaned forward a bit, fists clenched, a slightly loose fitting shirt showing a bit of her collarbone through the neck and hanging off her just enough to create an air of mystery about her chest, though it clearly accentuated her hips.  The other horse was much larger than she was, but he almost recoiled from the ferocity in her eyes.  “I... I can't, Amber.  My nose is just so itchy... I think I have allergies? It never comes up in the city!”

He was able to get through a whole sentence without sneezing again, no doubt because the brown-furred horse was scrubbing at his gray-tipped nose with the back of his wrist the entire time, soft squishy equine snoot wiggling all over as it started to make a wet, squelching noise, his nostrils leaving a glistening trail on his hand and wrist, a few dribbles falling to the stone floor with an audible sound.  He looked strangely in place in his overalls and shirt with the sleeves rolled up.  It suited him, even if he did look like someone looked up a picture of clothes that farmhands wore online.  Amber's hoof was tapping on the cold floor, eyes darting to the big man, then over to the straw they were moving – well, he was trying to move, between his nasal events, and she was sweeping up what he spilled everywhere after one of his dramatic sneezy affairs.  Him talking like that was the absolute last straw.

She needed to have him.  Now.  If there was one thing she hated, it was being teased like this... she was hot all over, clenching need twisting through her insides, and she was going to have satisfaction.

The horse recoiled a bit as she strode towards him with a swish of her jeans, thinking he was about to get hit – she grabbed a fistful of his shirt, tugged him down towards her, and pulled him into a kiss, startling him quite a bit.  “Mmmfh.  Mmm.” She was squirming on the spot, feeling his nose press up against hers, her nostrils able to feel the tics and twitches of the big stallion's.  In fact, he was the one to break away – quickly turning his head to the side to take a deep breath and - “HhhhhhhhAEEEH---” It seemed like he was going to break the buttons on his overalls, he had taken in such a gasp.  “TTCHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!” it was a fully nasal release, thick strands shooting from his snout and slowly descending towards the ground, making the horse cough and sniffle from the force of his latest sneeze.

Looking a bit angry or perhaps disappointed, Amber grabbed the horse's muzzle and ran her hand all up and down it, fingers probing at his wet nostrils and palms stroking the white stripe up to his forehead.  “Don't turn away, Kyle!  And don't sneeze again until I've got somewhere for you to put It!”

For his part, the city horse just gasped and wrinkled his snout, her fingers tickling his already allergy-stricken sinuses immensely.  “Wait, is this … -snff—ghhehuhh...- Is this uh... doing it for you?” He knew that look – she was flushed, staring at him – well, staring at his... nose? And now she was... kissing his nose.  This was new.  “That feels kinda nice...” apparently this was happening – he wasn't going to question it, not with an absolutely stunning hottie like Amber. Trying not to drip on her, he gave a big snort and managed to keep the allergic slime contained in his nose, sighing a bit despite himself as his admirer started to rub her thumbs against his itchy nostrils, stretching them and relieving his tickles quite a bit.  He still felt that low burning irritation up in his sinuses – whether he was allergic to pollen, hay, or what he couldn't say – first time on a farm, despite his giant farmboy appearance.

While he was zoning out, Amber had already removed her shirt and bra, tossing them onto a deep pile of straw.  There was also a blanket there, she seemed to be adding to a pile... “Wait, right here? What about a bed, or-” “There's no beds in a barn, dude.” Was the flat reply, the blonde horse giving a predatory look as she unhooked Kyle's overalls, the big lummox finally getting it and starting to remove his shirt – nowhere in Kyle's vocabulary were the words “No thanks, I'm not in the mood.”

Even before he got it up over his head he could feel her hands stroking his well-muscled chest, starting to get him as riled up as she was once he got a good look at the golden fur, blonde hair cascading down her shoulders and drawing his eyes to her bared breasts, his large hands seeking out the mounds and squeezing them, each of his hands enough to fully cover one.  Poorly skilled as he may be as a farmhand, Kyle had plenty of experience when it came to this sort of activity, and as they flopped down onto the surprisingly comfortable cloth-covered pile of straw, he made sure to gently let his palms stroke across her chest, thumbs flicking pink, sensitive nipples and eliciting a moaned “Yeah...” from Amber.

As a pleased flush started to form across her body, and while Kyle was distracted playing with her boobs, Amber took a chance to find some nice pieces of hay, stopping only when she felt something hot pressing up against her thighs – sparing a glance down, she raised an eyebrow and smirked.  Kyle was certainly big in every sense of the word, and she spared a moment of fantasy for thinking about that thick horsecock she was getting to play with.

Feeling lips on her collarbone, she let out a little “Oh!” and redirected her attention as the huge horse started to smooch his way down to her breasts, kissing them, suckling lightly on her nipples, and generally doing things that were sending pleasurable pulses down her spine, making her roll her hips a bit in anticipation.  “Oh, stay right there man.  Right there...” grinning now, she pressed her nose into his mane, rubbing her nostrils on his warm scalp, and bringing up the strands of hay to lightly brush against Kyle's massive nostrils, immediately getting a reaction.

She could feel him trying to pull away, but she wrapped her arms around his neck, keeping his nose buried between her breasts, one of her nipples able to feel his breath and the twitching and flaring of his warm nares as they flexed against her.

“Ambuh—HH-hHee-HEE” He was clearly trying to say something, but his chest was heaving, the big horse gasping desperately as his allergies triggered.  “I'm Gun-N-NAHSNEE---EEEEETSCHH!”

As that warm, misty blast – the first of many, as she shoved the hay deeply into his snoot – spattered across her, the blonde horse couldn't stop herself from wrapping her legs around Kyle's, hips rolling to try and get any kind of stimulation, his sneezes, strong and gusting across her, driving her crazy as she felt moisture starting to run out of her, her heat escaping into the air as her sex met his, and she ground herself against that hot pole as it slapped against her belly from her thrusts.

Amber gasped, pressing her nose up against his, feeling the trembling twitches and gasps rushing through him as he finally realized what it was she wanted, and stopped holding back.  “H-here comes abiigguhh-abuhh... HAHH... HHHAEEHHH...!” She could hear his chest creaking with how deeply he was heaving in breaths, and his hands were now cupping her shapely ass as her erect nipples ground deliciously against him.  His head snapped down, sending another gust across her small, light body.  “HAEETSCHHHHHUHH!”

“Nnhh!” Amber let out a moan as she clenched her eyes shut, leaning into the horse as she felt his nose slide off of hers, down to her breasts, and his nostrils flare, the sneeze rolling out and down across her abdomen.  She trembled, relishing the feeling of his fingers digging into her rear, his fur against her thighs, his heat touching hers.  Face flushed, she let go of him, sighing as mounted him, straddling his legs.  Kyle was sniffling and rubbing his against her chest still, bending forward to do so as she sat up.

“That hay really tickles,” He commented, closing his eyes and taking in a deep, slow breath as the blonde reached out in front of her and took hold of that towering cock of his, lowering herself and spreading her legs so that her fingers could play across her sex, rolling her clit through its hood  as she slowly ground herself against his leg.

Simultaneously she let her lips touch his penis, golden hair cascading down and pooling on his balls and around his groin, falling like liquid into the crevices between his thighs as her tongue came out to give it a lick.  Her free hand began to pump him, slowly, squeezing as she went, her tongue pressing into that bundle of nerves beneath his head, kisses trailing down to his medial ring which was promptly suckled.

“Hh-hhohhyou'regoodatthat...” the draft horse snorted out in a rush, Amber's oral attentions making sure he stayed rock hard as her own lust grew,  her eyes locking onto his as she let her tongue and fingers play across his massive shaft, too much for her to properly suck, but enjoyable to rub all over her face.  She developed a more aggressive sort of grin as she stared into him, her nostrils flaring as she rubbed her warm nose over his flesh, still working her way down, planting a kiss on his swollen balls before drawing her muzzle up the shaft... and down.  Up... and down.  The soft fur of her face was driving him mad, teasing him as she pressed him against her cheek and nose until even she could barely stand anymore.

“Sneeze for me, Kyle.  Right here.  Time to return the favor.” She slid up him, allowing all of him to slide over her moist, slick opening, the smaller horse gasping as his tip slid over her sex.   She crawled her way up his chest until her ass was planted right on his breastbone, thighs spread wide so he could see the dripping, flushed pink between her legs.

As he lowered his lips to her, his tongue came out and ran up her labia, tasting her, and flicking her clit gently at the end of the stroke, followed by his mouth suckling on her entire sex, gently drawing it into his mouth, tongue rolling circles around her hood.  “H-HHA!” She'd been trying to gently insert another piece of hay, but with that her composure slipped and she ended up jamming it deep inside his moist, inviting nose.   The effects were... potent.

“HAAAGHHHKKSHHHH!” He sneezed immediately, his large nose pressed directly against her mound, the woman's tongue curling up as her eyes rolled back, a shuddering tremor running through her body as the tightening coil of heat inside her snapped, and she felt herself clenching, cumming, orgasmic bliss washing through her.  But it was not merely one wave, no.  Another sneeze, and another - “HH—hHH—HAAATTCHHHHHSHIIII! EEEEEETTTTSCHHHHHOooo!” hot wind, spraying mist, warm, supple nostrils flaring against the core of her – oh yes, it only heightened the pleasure as her thighs clamped around the sneezing draft's muzzle, Amber curling up, hands twining in his mane as she lost herself to the pleasure, belly folding in as all of her internal muscles squeezed as tightly as they could.  His hands tried their best to roam across her, up the curve of her back, along her rolling hips, squishing over her breasts, but they were shaky – he was totally overwhelmed by the need to sneeze.

Her skin felt so sensitive at this moment, each shaky touch send pleasant tingles to her core and up her spine, like shocks of electricity as the feeling kept erupting out from her center, making her gasp and twitch atop her sneezy mount, the big nose still spasming, desperately trying to expel the hay that it simply could not, blocked as it was by Amber's pussy.

“Hh-HAEh-HHAATTCHHH! AATTTCHH! hh—hhh” It seemed he'd run out of breath, and she felt herself lifted upwards by the strong lungs beneath her rear, her perch swaying precariously as she collapsed forward, rolling her hips against him to try and wring every last drop of joy out of this moment, body bucking and twitching as each sneeze seemed to send an aftershock of orgasm ripping through her.  “HHH---HAAAH---HAAAKKEEEEECHHHHHHHHHEWW!”

Finally, Kyle could take no more.  Turning his head, he sneezed a massive, messy sneeze that blew the straw of hay out of his sinuses, leaving him with a lingering burning and watery eyes, his allergies making his nose red and raw.  As he lay panting, Amber slid bonelessly off him to the side, hugging him as tightly as her weakened muscles would allow in this blissful moment, letting out a happy, “MmmmmmMMmmmm...” as she slowly rubbed herself against him.

“Damn dude... that was fucking awesome... what a nose you've got on you...” Cracking an eye, she stared at the dick that was still swaying there, starting to lose some of its luster.  “Right, right, gotta finish you off too... I think you'll fit.  I'm all slick and ready now.” She said, drawing out the last words and whispering them into his ear.  The big horse, finally feeling like he was all sneezed out, didn't need to be told twice – he sniffled and rose to his knees, spreading them a bit apart and positioned himself behind Amber, who raised her rear end a bit – quite the lovely view, she thought, pleased with herself as she felt Kyle's member resting on her backside start to plump up again.  “Ooh!” He was a go-getter, reaching around her, arms encircling her and crossing over so his hands could play with her breasts, each arm squeezing its opposite as his hands began to roll her nipples, pressing lightly on them and bending them, lightly tugging, and palms moving with a rolling motion across the sensitive flesh, giving her a pleasant sensation of warmth.

By this point she had recovered, and was just as ready for this as he was.   Pressing back against him, she felt his flared tip stretch her, gasping at the feeling, and rolled herself backwards just a bit, easing him in.  He parted her soaking wet insides, the heat building once again as she felt him bury himself in her, that fullness and wonderful feeling of being stretched suffusing her.  “Ahh... ffffuuuck, that's deep... d-don't hold back.” Her body was shivering as she strained to keep herself in position, wanting to just collapse and let him give her more pleasure, but also unwilling to be still, squirming on his shaft until she felt her ass touch his groin.  “Yeesss...” She breathed softly, staying like that for a moment.

She felt Kyle shift, his nose was suddenly next to her face, huffing and snorting, his large nostrils still flaring and dripping with a slight bit of runniness as he was still inhaling plenty of his worst allergen.  She hoped he would sneeze like this, clutching her, starting to rock against her as she pulled away, the two of them getting into the rhythm of sex as he withdrew and pushed back into her, as she felt herself squeezing him, suckling on him, like  she both wanted to keep him trapped in her and also to push him out.  Every ridge and nook within her was being rubbed against in just the right way, and before long there were no more sounds but the slapping of flesh, the moans of sex, and the harsh breathing of both participants.

Amber got her wish – she felt him tense up, and thought he was about to blow – but instead, a harsh, wet sneeze burst on the floor right next to her, his hot breath caressing her once again.  “H-hh—HHAAASSSCHHHH! G-guh! I s-still can't stop sneezing!” He snuffled and nuzzled the back of her neck as they fucked, Amber really not needing more than that to have another tight, clenching orgasm, her hand coming up to clutch at his face, squeezing his muzzle against her more forcefully before he finally erupted inside her, that hot rush of blazing warmth, the pulsing of his meat buried deep inside her, and the warm burst of a sneeze over her back all combining into a supremely satisfying moment for her.

They stayed like that for a while, having collapsed over to one side, until slowly Kyle slid out of her, aided by tics and tremors from her well-sated innards, pushing him out, his spent cock quietly touching her flushed lips, one arm around each other.

“I'm gonna keep you.” Muttered Amber, smiling.  Kyle gulped, rubbing his sore nose, wondering if he could keep  up.


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