PART 1
Lobo, a handsome wolf man, looked around curiously as he entered the party hall of the big luxurious hotel. He was an artist, a sculptor and painter, just like everybody else here. He casually strolled across the room, greeted some people here and there, showed his sharp white teeth in a wild smile when he passed a group of vixens, waved at two cat ladies who were winking at him – and then he stood rooted to the spot.
A group of dog people – two males and three females – were chatting cheerfully. Among them was the most stunning elephant lady Lobo had ever seen.
She was petite, but curvy. Her golden skin and the luscious, long black hair, along with the exotic features in her tuskless face, her brown almond-shaped eyes, and her rainbow coloured sari revealed the country of her ancestry. Her trunk was long and elegant, moving around gracefully as she talked.
“Hey!” the elephant beauty spoke to him with a charming smile. “You can keep staring at me, or you can introduce yourself. I’m Shanti. It’s Sanskrit and means ‘peace’.”
He gulped. What a seductive voice!... “I’m Lobo. It’s… uhh… Spanish… and means… wolf.” Why do I suddenly feel like an idiot? he thought.
The dog people laughed. “Hey, it’s getting sizzling hot in here!” one of the males said, and went to open the big French windows. It was a warm spring night, and a breeze of blooming trees and freshly cut grass wafted in.
The group continued chatting, and Lobo couldn’t keep his eyes off Shanti. As the minutes went by, he noticed her expression tense up more and more, and she kept touching her trunk, rubbing it as discreetly as possible.
Finally, in the middle of a sentence she spoke, her face contorted, she inhaled shakily, and gripped her trunk tightly with both hands. “Hhehhh… heehhhKKSSHHHguh!” she sneezed with stifled force, clamming her hands around her trunk.
“Bless you!” the whole group said politely.
“Thaahh… haghhh… haaaaGGGSSSHHHaagh!... HeggNNIISSHHaagh!... Aahh, excuse me… my hayfeeee… heeeeEEGGSSHHHnngh!... Hayfever… I forgot to take my meds… HunnNNTTSSHHHaagh!” She scrubbed at her trunk with her left hand while digging a handful of tissues out of her tiny purse. Her trunk twitched and wiggled with itchiness, and her nostrils flared to a size Lobo had never seen before on an elephant. WOW! he thought, mesmerized…
“Hhehhh… hyeeahhh…” The elephant lady breathed hitchily, pressing the tissues to her nostrils as her trunk curled upwards. She gripped it tightly again, trying to control the urge to sneeze.
“Ooohhh… you’ve really got bad allergies, don’t you!” one of the dog ladies smiled with a trace of malice. “Your trunk looks like it really tickles.”
“It does! It’s the pollen from all the blooming trees… and the grass… I’m so allergic… hehhh… hegggGGNNNEEESSHHHagh!”
Obviously, Shanti felt embarrassed about her sneeziness. She tried to continue taking part in the conversation, talked while her trunk was turning slightly red from the irritation, curling and twitching. She held it tightly in her hand, trying to smile as she talked in a slightly stuffy voice. Every minute or so, her trunk bent and twisted, her face tensed, and she quickly pinched her nostrils and tried to keep her trunk steady. Whenever a sneeze managed to get out, she stifled the force as much as possible, pressing the tissues to her itchy nostrils, rubbing and wiping them. Her persistent urge to sneeze seemed impossible to calm down – on the contrary, Lobo noticed, the constant pinching and stifling seemed to make the tickle only worse.
The dog men and women reacted in different ways – some of them were sympathetic, blessing her and recommending all kinds of drugs, and some of them – like the dog girl earlier – just grinned nastily. One of the guys looked at the elephant woman with slight disgust and kept a distance from her, as if he feared to be infected. Idiot! Lobo wanted to snarl at him. She’s just allergic, can’t you see that?!... The sight of the sneezy elephant lady excited him so much his heart was pounding, and his knees were about to give in. Luckily, he wasn’t wearing a tight pair of jeans...
Finally, Shanti had used up all her tissues, and her trunk was still quivering with irritation. She pressed and pinched it again, but it curled and wriggled as if in protest. Stifling sneezes only works for a short time after all! Lobo thought as a smile flew over his wolfish face.
“Oooohh, Shanti!“ the malicious dog girl cooed. “Do you have to sneeze, dear?”
“Eehhhhh… excuse mehhhh…” Shanti gasped, then, holding her twitchy trunk in a firm grip, ran out of the room into the corridor. Lobo followed her, fervently hoping she would not disappear into the ladies’ room. Luckily, the restrooms were too far away for her in her current situation. She rushed into a small conference room that was empty now. Relieving the grip on her trunk, she at last gave in to her massive urge to sneeze. Gasping sharply, her trunk bouncing upwards, nostrils flaring to two wide, quivering holes, she let loose, bending double with the force, catching the tip of her trunk in her hands:
“Hyaaaaahhh…. haaaaAAAASSSHHHOOOOagh!.... HaaaaaEEEESSSHHHHh!.... HiiiYYYEEESSSHHHHagh!... Hyehh—hehhh—heeeIIIISSSHHHHEEW!... EEESSSSHHHHAAAHH!... HaaaAAARRRSSSHHHHagghhh!... Nghehh… HennnNNEEESSSHHOOHH!... HeeeAARRRSSSSHHHHOOOH!... HaaaaAAASSSHHHEEEW!”
“Oh my God… bless you!” Lobo breathed, unable to restrain himself, barely resisting the urge to caress her trunk and maybe make her sneeze again. As if in trance, he approached the sneezing elephant woman, reaching into his jeans’ pocket and offering her a fresh white hanky. “Here… here you go.”
Sniffling, covering the trembling tip of her trunk with her left hand, Shanti looked at the handsome wolf man. “Lobo?... Oh… thanks!” She accepted the hanky, wiped her nostrils, then blew her trunk. “Aghhh…” Her eyes squinted, and she pressed the hanky to her nostrils. Her trunk was red and swollen from all the sneezing. “It’s still tickling so much…”
“I… I can see that!” Lobo managed to get out. “Oh, Shanti… you’re so beautiful. And your sneezes are like music to my ears!”
Thunderstruck, the elephant lady stared at him. “Are you serious? You’re not making fun of me?”
“No! Not at all! I’m really attracted to you!”
“But… nobody is attracted to me!” The violent sneezing fit had caused her sari to slip out of place, and the small top she wore under it became visible. The neckline was very low, so Lobo could see the outline of her full, well-rounded breasts. She scrubbed the hanky at her flaring, trembly nostrils. “Whenever I get involved with a guy I like, he soon gets turned off by my constant sneezing! You see, I have to sneeze so much all the time, everywhere… Who wants to be in bed with a woman who’s having one sneeze attack after the other?” As if to prove her words, she let out another snorting, tickly sneeze.
“Me! I would love to!” Lobo held out his arms. “If you want me too, I’ll be the happiest man in the world if you let me touch you, love you, feel your beautiful body and your gorgeous, sexy trunk!”
“Oh, Lobo… this is like a dream coming true! You really like that nose of mine? I know it’s a trunk, but for me, well – it is my nose!”
“I know! A wonderful, big, sensitive nose! I’m crazy about it!”
As a reply, Shanti jumped into his arms to give him a long, passionate kiss, to which he responded hungrily. Then they hurried to get a hotel room.
Eyes closed, trunk curving, her nostrils flaring to wide dark caves. Lobo watched them with fascination. Such amazing nostrils! They matched her big, long, elegant trunk perfectly. “Hehhhh…” she breathed shakily.
“Ooohh, baby, do you need to sneeze?... Just let it out.“ He softly kissed her flaring, twitching nostrils, let his lips glide teasingly around them.
“Heh…heEEISSHHooh!” Shanti sneezed abruptly. “Huh…huhIISSHHHughh!... EEEIISHHuuh!... AaaaaIIIISSSHHHagh! Ugh *sniff*…”
“Bless you… I hope it was okay that I made you sneeze… I wanted to help you get it out… and also… it turned me on sooo much to make you sneeze!”
Shanti sneezed again, wiggling her twitchy trunk. “Aghhhh… it’s okay, honey… it actually felt exciting… that you helped my sneezes come out! I’ve never… haaaaIIISSHHHOOH!... experienced anything like thahhh… huhIIISSHHHHOOgh!”
“Bless you!” He kissed and suckled the soft tip of her trunk.
“Ohhh Lobo…” He could feel her nostrils flare hard under his lips. “Does that feel good, honey?“ He continued kissing and suckling her twitchy trunk tip.
“Aghhh, it feels goodhhh... But my nose just won’t stop ticklinghhh... ooohhh... your mouth feels so good on my nosehhh... aghhhh... hehhh-hehhh-hehhHHIISSHHugh!“
“Bless you!“ he whispered, kissing her elephanty nose passionately.
“Ahhh… are you really not turned off by my sneehhh… haaaaaIISSSHHOOH!... sneezinghhh?... HaaaIIISSSHHHEEW!”
He kissed and suckled her trunk tip again. “On the contrary, baby. Your sneezy trunk-nose turns me on like you won’t believe. So just let those sneezes fly. But if it gets too bad, I’ll try to help you and give you some relief.”
And so it happened. The elephant lady sneezed and sneezed against Lobo’s shoulder as they became one. She was still sneezing when they held each other in the afterglow of their lovemaking, and he wanted to give her some relief. “Your trunk is still tickling badly, hmm?” he asked softly, placing his finger under her flaring, quivering nostrils and pressing gently up against them.
“Ahhh…” she exhaled shakily, wiggling her trunk tip against his finger. “Thanks *sniff*. But I… Ihhh…” Her face contorted again, and her nostrils flared even more widely.
He knew she was trying to say she didn’t want to sneeze on his finger. “It’s okay, honey! I’ll try to help you stop sneezing, but if you have to sneeze anyway, just let it out.” With his finger still pressing against her flaring nostrils, he saw the next sneeze building up in that long nose of hers, so he started rubbing it firmly, but gently, up and down. It seemed to help. At some point she had to blow her trunk, and shortly after that the tickle in her nose got so strong again she had another massive sneezing fit. Lobo blessed her again and again, held another hanky to her trunk tip, wiping and rubbing it, and he massaged her sneezy nose by rhythmically caressing, pressing and pinching it.
This night was the beginning of a long, wonderful time together…
