The party sneezer

	Pinkie Pie was excited. It was the Saturday before Halloween, and tonight, Alpha Rho Beta was hosting their biggest party of the year. Sure, there were other parties before this. And other sororities were even hosting Halloween parties, but not tonight. Alpha Rho Beta owned the Saturday before Halloween, and every year they would go all out.

	As a Freshman, this was Pinkie’s first time experiencing her sorority’s Halloween festivities. She had been helping decorate for weeks. Pinkie Pie had even baked an enormous Halloween cake, and the plan was to bring it out once everyone was good and drunk. With an hour left before the party, everything that could be prepared was already prepared. All that was left to do was wait for the guests to arrive.

	Pinkie Pie really hoped that some of her high school friends would make it out tonight. She loved all of her new friends, but she missed her old ones. Rainbow Dash and Rarity were over an hour away, going to college in another city. Applejack wasn’t in school, but she was usually was too busy with chores to stay up late. Fluttershy was uncomfortable at these types of parties, and Pinkie couldn’t blame her for that. Sunset Shimmer had made it out a couple times in the past, but she was busy with clubs and volunteering these days.

	For a while, Pinkie laid stretched over her bed, constantly checking the time on her phone. Waiting was really, really boring! Finally, with ten minutes remaining, Pinkie Pie stripped down to her underwear and put on her costume. She was going as a cheerleader. Not the most original idea, but Pinkie thought she pulled it off pretty well. When she was a kid, she had enjoyed finding the most ridiculous costumes imaginable, but most of her sisters were going as sexy nurses, maids, or whatever else. Pinkie wanted to look good too.

	Pinkie Pie had gone with her school’s colors for the outfit. She pulled the light green tank top over her head. The strapless shirt may have been a bit impractical for actual cheerleading, but it fit snugly around her large breasts. In fact, it fit a little too snugly. Pinkie Pie had to really pull to get it to come down all the way. She frowned as she looked in the mirror and saw her slightly pudgy stomach through the shirt. She needed to start hitting the gym.

	Next, she put on a pleated skirt, striped purple and green. Pinkie Pie had bought her entire outfit just for the party, and she was planning on wearing the tank top again. The skirt, however, was quite indecent, and she wouldn’t be wearing it to class anytime soon. When she stood still, it hung low enough to cover everything, but as she paced in front of the mirror, she could easily see her panties as the skirt swished over her butt.

	This was intentional, of course, but maybe she had overdone it a little. However, there was no time to change her skirt. Instead, she decided to change underwear. She slid off her granny panties in favor of a skinny black thong.

	Finally, Pinkie Pie pulled her hair back, tying it into pigtails with green ribbon. She smiled as she looked in the mirror. Apart from her chubby belly, she looked stunning. Time to knock ‘em dead. She grabbed her pompoms and headed downstairs.

	Pinkie poured herself a glass of punch, and went out into the main room. She stood around with her sisters while they waited for the guests to arrive. They were fun people, and Pinkie Pie laughed with them. They were kind of shallow, however. Pinkie missed her old friends so much that she downed the rest of her punch and poured herself another glass. She resolved to go hang out with Sunset Shimmer or Fluttershy tomorrow.

	The first two guests arrived, two sisters who were fresh out of school and had jobs in the city. Then a party of six showed up, all people who Pinkie didn’t know. She introduced herself and tried to make them feel welcome. She was already two punch cups in, and time was flying by. People began showing up in droves, more than Pinkie could greet. Someone had turned on some extremely loud music. The party had begun in earnest.

	“And then I said… ‘Oatmeal, are..’” Pinkie Pie was telling a story to a group of people, all strangers, when she felt a tickle rush into her nostrils. She paused her speech, bringing a finger to the underside of her nose and rubbing back and forth. It was too late, however, as the sneeze was upon her. Her tongue pressed into her cheek, and her head tilted back. “Aah… Aaah! AAH! AaaaaCHEEW! Are you crazy?”

	The group laughed, but Pinkie Pie was too distracted to laugh with them. Her nose was tickling fiercely, and she knew it was only a matter of time before she needed to sneeze again. She excused herself, finishing her drink and throwing the cup away before heading into the bathroom. Leaving her drink unattended was a relatively small risk, but the consequences were too large to ignore.

	With the bathroom door safely behind her, Pinkie realized how badly she needed to release. She sniffled quickly, and her nostrils flared widely, her hand fanning in front of her face. Her breath hitched rapidly, and she had two false starts before finally releasing a tremendous sneeze. “Aah Aah AAAA! Haah.. Aah Aah HAAAAA! Hahh Haah HAAAACHOOOOHH!”

	“Haah.. HAAHH…” With each hitching breath, Pinkie’s breasts jiggled within her shirt. She glanced in the mirror. Her mouth was wide open, and her nostrils were twitching. Her eyes were half-lidded and glazed over. If she hadn’t been in the middle of building up to a sneeze, she would have laughed at her own expression. “AAH! AAAH!! AaaaahCHEEEEWWIEEE!”

	She could feel yet another sneezing coming. What was going on? Pinkie pressed her index finger into the underside of her nose, rubbing in a seemingly futile attempt to stop the sneeze. Her head tilted back and her jaw dropped open. A sharp knock came at the door. No doubt a line was beginning to form. “Just.. Justaaa… AAAH…”

	“AAH… AAAHH! HAAAAH!” Pinkie Pie hitched. She was on the brink of her sneeze, when the knock came again, louder. The sneeze slipped away from her, her nose burning. “I said just a minute!”

	Pinkie Pie sniffed, but it was no use. The tickle in her nose was gone, reduced to an annoying itch. She exited the bathroom, glaring at the girl who was standing in line. She headed into the kitchen to pour herself another drink.

	Suddenly, the tickle returned in earnest. Pinkie’s finger snapped to the bottom of her nose, rubbing back and forth and trying to soothe her itchy nostrils. She glanced over at the bathroom, where the line was now six people long. There was no way that she could keep the sneeze back for that long.

	“Aaah… Aaaah…” Pinkie Pie’s eyelashes fluttered shut, and her hand fanned in front of her face. This was going to be a big sneeze. She sucked in breath after hitching breath, her chest expanding in the already tight shirt. “Aaah! AAAH! HAAAH! HAAHAAAAH!”

	“GGAAAAAATTTCCHHHHEEEEEEEEEWWW!!” Pinkie Pie exploded, bending double. Her skirt flopped onto her stomach, revealing her large pink rump, hardly covered by her thong. She quickly pulled her skirt over herself and tried to stand up, but another sneeze came upon her. “Aaah… AAAA!”

	“HIIIAAAAATCHHOOOOO!” Pinkie sneezed again, holding the skirt down. The idea was to avoid putting her butt on display again, but the skirt was too short to hold everything in, even when she was standing straight up. When she was bent over, her hips couldn’t be contained by it, and even her thong peeked out a little.

	Pinkie stood up, holding two fingers under her nose. She looked around, but no one really seemed to have noticed. She could still feel the tickle lurking in her nose, waiting for another chance to strike.

—

	You had been minding your own business, at some Halloween party, when you heard it from the other room. “GGAAAAAATTTCCHHHHEEEEEEEEEWWW!!”

	The distinctly female, but powerful sneeze rang out, instantly grabbing your attention. You stood up and started heading towards the source. This was the first excitement you had had all night. You hardly wanted to be here. Normally, you didn’t go to frat parties (in fact, you had no idea who was hosting this one) but your friends had insisted. It was supposed to be the biggest Halloween party of the year.

	So, you had put on your pirate costume, and headed out with them. And now, someone had made your time worthwhile. Even if you couldn’t find out who had sneezed that sneeze, you would be content with its memory; its enormous, desperate memory.

	You were almost so lost in your fantasy that you didn’t notice the sneeze’s sister: a harsh ‘HIIIAAAAATCHHOOOOO!’ that cut through the crowd. You looked towards the kitchen, and sighed in dismay as you once again failed to locate the source of these amazing sneezes.

	Then, a figure appeared, rising from behind the counter. A girl with bright pink hair, and a cheerleader costume. As she turned towards you, you looked away, but not before you noticed that she was rubbing her nose. That had to be her!

	You reflected on what you had just experienced. A seemingly pretty girl, sneezing loudly, and then standing up while holding her finger under her nose. Dollars to doughnuts, this girl had sneezed so hard that she bent herself over. You were getting excited.

	You risked another glance, and caught sight of her enormous rack. That was it, you had to go talk to her. You couldn’t let a girl like this slip by without at least giving it a shot.

	“Hi, I’m Jessie.” You said, holding out your hand. “Nice costume.”

	The girl turned to face you, her eyes blinking rapidly as she looked at you. She gave her nose a quick rub. Unfortunately, it seemed as if you may have interrupted the next one of her wonderful sneezes. She removed her fingers from her under her nostrils, wiped them on her shirt, and then shook your hand.

	“Thanks Jessie! I’m Aaah…” The girl returned her fingers to her nose, giving it a quick rub. “Pinkie Pie! I like your costume too! I love pirates! Arrrr!”

	You laughed nervously. It seemed that Pinkie Pie was a bit silly. Thankfully, her face was displaying the beginnings of a sneeze. Her head tilted back and her mouth opened. She began to take hitching breaths, her breasts jiggling as her lungs filled with air. “Aaah! Aaah! AAH!”

	 Pinkie Pie pinched her nose between thumb and forefinger, and her expression settled back into a more normal one. Damn. You would have to keep the conversation going. “So are you here with anyone?”

	“No, silly, I aaah… I… Aaah… I live here! hhh…” It was clear that Pinkie really needed to sneeze. You didn’t know if she was holding it in for your benefit, or because she was embarrassed, or what, but you wished that she would just let it out already.

	“Oh, so you’re a member of…” You began, and immediately regretted it. You had no idea what sorority this was. “Um… Alpha Alpha Alpha?”

	“Hihiiihiihiii!” Pinkie Pie laughed. Luckily, your ignorance hadn’t offended her. “No, that’s down the street. This is Aaah… Aaah… Alpha…”

	“Haaah! Aaah… Ruhh… RuhhHAAAH… Rho…” Pinkie Pie had a finger under her nose, trying to contain the sneeze. Her head tilted back as she drew in hitching breaths, and her tongue pressed into her cheek. The hand which wasn’t on her nose lifted up, holding out one finger to signal you to hold on a moment. Then, the hand began to rapidly fan in front of her face. Her eyes squeezed shut and her head tilted back at almost a ninety degree angle. It seemed like this girl was toast.

	“AAAH! AAAAAH! AAAHAAAA!!” Her shirt expanded as she breathed in, struggling to contain her enormous knockers. Finally, her finger slipped from under her nose, and her hands formed a cup in front of her face, waiting to catch the incoming explosion. “HAARRRAAAAACHHHHHEEEEWWWW!”

	Pinkie Pie sneezed tremendously, bending over at the waist. She was a very beautiful girl, if not a bit chubby, and she had one of the biggest sneezes that you had ever heard. She stood up. “Oh, ehh… Excuse me, I Aah… Aaaah…”

	She rubbed her nose with the palm of her hand, and the sneezy expression fell away from her face. “Bless you.”

	“Thanks! That was a doozy!” She said.

	You weren’t exactly sure what to say to that, but it didn’t matter much, as you could see that she clearly needed to sneeze again. You decided to ask her a question, if only to see her struggle to answer it. “So, what’s your major?”

	“Aaah… Fuhh-Family… Haaah… AAAH… Youth and Caaah… Caaah… AAH! AAAAH!” You were pretty sure she was trying to say ‘Family, Youth and Community Science,’ as you had met a few people who were majoring in that. Her eyes rolled back before her eyelashes fluttered shut. She continued taking pre-sneeze gasps, before she managed an apology in a desperate, husky voice.  “AAAHAA! AAAAH!! SAAHH! SORRY! I AAAH! IGOTTAAHHSNEEHEEHEEEZE! AAAH! AAAH!!”

	“GAAAAAAAATTTIIIIISSSSHHHHHHOOOOOOOHH!!” Pinkie Pie exploded, once again bending double. Her skirt flopped over onto her back, revealing the tops of her hips. She quickly reached up and corrected it, but it barely hid anything. Unlike before, Pinkie Pie remained bent down, and you could hear her gasping, slightly muffled as her face was pressed into her legs.

	Seeing as you could no longer see her wonderfully tortured pre-sneeze expressions, you decided to enjoy the view from the other side, and went behind Pinkie to pour yourself a drink. “HaaaaCHEEEW! AaaaahCHEEEEEEWW!”

	Pinkie Pie sneezed. Her skirt bounced up with each expulsion. Her rear was enormous and also looked somewhat firm for its size. You could hear her breath hitching again. “HAAAH… AAAH! AAAH!”

	With each hitching breath, Pinkie’s body straightened slightly, until finally she was only bent at a ninety degree angle. She took a final breath, and sneezed again. “HAAAAAH! HHAAAAAAAAATTCHHOOOOOOOOOOOHHH!”

	Her hips pushed backwards as she bent over again, sending her skirt sailing up. It landed precariously on the top of her butt. It was hardly covering anything at this point, but it was taunting you all the same. You wanted to see the last bit of her thong that was hidden away. Her breath was hitching again, and her skirt was sliding, ever so slowly, towards falling onto her back once more.

	“AAAAH… AAAAH.. Aaaaah… AAAH!” You considered helping her skirt along. A small tug on the fabric near her waist, would be enough to send it careening over the edge, revealing to you the entirety of her picturesque bottom. She would probably never notice, but still, you refrained. If anyone else in the room saw, it could cause some serious awkwardness. And besides, it was so close to just falling on its own.

	And then, Pinkie Pie stood up, and you quickly looked away, trying to pretend that you weren’t staring, as she turned to face you. “Wow, bless you. Are you alright?”

	“Whew, thanks!” Pinkie said. She quickly chugged the remainder of her drink. “I’m fine. Or at least I think I’m fine. My nose is just really tickly!”

	“Do you have any allergies?” You asked. Talking about this was really turning you on.

	“Yeah! Ragweed, but that’s not in season.” Pinkie said. She poured herself another drink, and downed a significant portion of it. “I’m also, really, really allergic to fur.”

	“Cat fur? Dog fur?” You inquired, really hoping that she would stay on the subject.

	“Cat fur, dog fur, guinea pig fur, any fur!” Pinkie explained, looking around. “You haaah… haven’t seen any smaaah.. smaaaah.. AAH… small furry creatures AAH! around, have you? AAAH…”

	“No,” You replied honestly, although if you had seen any, you definitely wouldn’t have told her.

	“Jessie… I AAH… AAH… I AAAH! I really am enjoying taaah… talking to you. AAAH… AAAAHH!” Pinkie Pie’s eyes were closed, and her finger was rubbing furiously beneath her nose. “But I HAAAH AM ABOUT… AAH… About to HAAHAAVE an enaaahh.. An enaaaAAH… ANEENAAH! AAAH! A VERY… big sneezing fit! AAAH! AAHAAAH!”

	The hand which was not busy rubbing her nose extended towards you. “AAAH! AAAAH!! canyoupleasetakemeoutside? AAAAH!! HAAAAH!”

	You felt a rush as you realized that you suddenly held all of the cards. This girl was relying on you to get her outside before her sneezing fit began. And you had absolutely no intention of doing so. “I’m sorry, what was that?”

	Pinkie Pie opened her mouth to repeat herself, but instead, a sneeze escaped, her teeth gritting together as she exploded. “GGGAAAAAAATTTCCHHEEEEEEEWW!!”

	“Caah… CAAAH… CAN… AAAH! AAAAHH!! Yaahh… YAAH… You… HAAAH…” Pinkie Pie stood back up as she addressed you, but it quickly became clear that she was once again going to be interrupted by a sneeze. The look on her face was positively desperate. You didn’t think that she had opened her eyes since she had announced her sneezing fit. And her flaring nostrils, her tongue pressed in her cheek, it was too much. For her too, apparently. “P-P-P-PPAAAAAACCHHOOOOOOHH! AAH! AaaCHOOH! AaaCHEEEW!”

	Pinkie Pie stood up again, and simply pointed in the direction of the door. You began to feel sorry for her. “You want to go outside?”

	She nodded, and extended her hand again. You took it, and began walking towards the door, with Pinkie Pie following, trapped in the throes of another sneeze. She stopped, bending over as she released. You felt some spray land on your arm. “KKAAAAAACCHOOOOOOHH!!”

	“AAH… AAAH! AAAHAAH!” Pinkie Pie hitched from behind you as you led her towards the front door. As you approached it, you could tell from the way her movement was slowing that she was going to sneeze again. “AAAHHCHEEEW!”

	“AHH! Aaaah… AAHH!! HAAAH! HAAATCHOOOH! Aaaatcheeeew! AtttCHEEWW! Aaah! Aaah! AAACHEEWWIIIEEE!” Pinkie Pie sneezed and sneezed. She was attempting to stand back up and keep going, but each time she did, another sneeze struck, thwarting her attempt. “AAH! AAAH! HAAAACHHOOOOOHH! AAAACCHHOOOH! Aaaah… Aaah! AAAH! HAAARRAAAAAACCHHHOOOOOOOOOHHH!! Aaah.. Aaah…”

	She was clearly not done, so you dropped her hand, and moved to her side. You draped one arm around her back, pulling her by the stomach to stand her back up. Your other arm reached for her nose, extending a finger and rubbing her flaring nostrils. “AAAH… AAHH! AAAH!! AAAH… Aaaah…”

	With Pinkie’s nose slightly under control, you moved your hand off of her nose to turn the doorknob. You quickly moved your other hand from her stomach to her nose, lest it get any ideas. As the two of you went through the doorway, you moved from beside Pinkie Pie to behind her, still rubbing her nose. As you descended the stairs, her hitching breaths began to grow desperate, and she grabbed your arm with both hands, attempting to move it away. “AAH! AAAAH!! AAAAAHAAH!”

	It was clear that she was going to sneeze, despite your help, and she wanted to protect your hand from her germs. However, you wanted her to sneeze on you, so your hand stayed put. As she stepped down off of the stairs and onto the ground, she stopped abruptly, and you bumped into her, just in time for her sneeze to escape. “KKAAAATTTTIISSSSHHHHEEEEEEEEWWW!!”

	Pinkie Pie snapped forwards with a sudden force. With both of her hands still grasping your arm, your finger was forced along for the ride, pulling the two of you closer together as your arm stretched. As Pinkie Pie bent over, her hips pushed into your crotch, grinding against your jeans. The top of your finger was covered in mucous. You were in heaven.

	“Excuse me.” You said, as you pulled away from Pinkie. As much as you were enjoying yourself, if you lingered too long, she might think you bumped into her on purpose. Pinkie Pie simply extended her hand again, using her other hand to point around the house.

	You grabbed her hand and led her to the side of the house. Whatever was bothering her must have been inside, because she managed to make it the entire way without sneezing. She dropped your hand, and you sat down, slumping against the wall. “AAAH! AAAAH! AAAACHOOOOOH!”

	Pinkie Pie turned away from you to sneeze, so her butt was conveniently displayed for you when she bent down. Now that the two of you were safely outside, Pinkie Pie let loose. “AAACHEEEW! AaaaCCHEEEW! Haaah… Haaaah! HAAAH! HHAAAAACHHHOOOOOOOHH!”

	Pinkie wasn’t bothering to stand up between her sneezes, nor had she bothered to cover herself with her skirt. Each sneeze caused her rump to wiggle slightly, pulling away as the sneeze built up, and pushing towards you as it released. “AAAH! AAHAAAH! AAAAAACHHHEEEEW! GAAAATCHHOOOOHH!”

	As she sneezed, her legs pushed apart slightly, revealing her face peeking through her calves. She had a deliciously sneezy look on her face, but then her eyes opened, meeting yours. She winked and smiled at you, but her smile fell away as her tongue pushed into her cheek, and her other eye winked too, and it was back to the status quo. Except now, you could see her wonderful expressions as the sneezes took over. “AAAAH! AAACHOOOOOH! Aaacheeeww! Aaah! Aaaaachoooo!”

	Still bent over, Pinkie Pie’s hands reached up, grabbing her skirt and pulling it down around her ankles. Physically, not much had changed. With or without her skirt, you still had a beautiful girl in front of you, sneezing wildly, and an amazing view of her rear. Now it seemed that you might also get lucky with her. “Aaah.. Aaahaah… Aaachoooo! Aaacheeeww! HaaaatCHEEEWW!”

	Pinkie Pie stood up, and turned to face you. “Ehh.. Enjoying the.. Hhaaah.. Show?”

	You nodded and smiled at her. She grabbed the hem of her tank top, and began struggling to get it out of it, her breath hitching. She managed to pull the hem up to her breasts, exposing the bottoms of them, but then the sneeze took over. “Aaah… Aaaah… AAAH… Aaahaah!”

	Her chest expanded as her lungs filled with air, stretching her tight tank top. It seemed to be limiting the amount of air she could draw in, which was in turn, limiting her ability to sneeze. She made a feeble attempt at pulling the shirt the rest of the way over her bosom. “Aaah… Aaahaaah… AAAH!”

	“AAAAHHAAAH!!” With a massive breath, Pinkie’s breasts ripped the bottom of the shirt, jiggling free. One hand began to fan in front of her pretty face, the face that was revealing the tickle in her nose down to the last skin cell. Her nostrils were flaring rapidly; her eyes were squeezed shut. Her mouth was wide open, her lips were curled back and her tongue was pressed against her cheek. “AAAAHH!”

	“IGAAAAHH! I… GOTTA! HAAAAH!!” Pinkie Pie said, as if it wasn’t obvious what was going on. This was almost too perfect. You wondered if she had somehow picked up on your fetish, although that was extremely unlikely. “HAAAH! HAAAHAAAH! AAHHAAAHAAHH!!”

	“KKKKAAAAARRRRRRAAAAAAAATTTTTIIIIIIISSSSSSCCCHHHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHHH!!! Pinkie Pie exploded, bending over. “WHEW! Bless ME! I think I’m done…”

	(She wasn’t.)