The party sneezer 2

	You had been seeing Pinkie Pie for a few months now. Well, perhaps ‘seeing’ was the wrong term. You would like to believe that you had been ‘seeing’ her, but any reasonable outsider would say that you had just hooked up a half dozen times. Surely, in the last few months, she had been ‘seeing’ other guys too.

	Ever since you had first met Pinkie you had been enamored by her. The drunken night you had spent in the bushes outside her sorority house was magical, and those sneezes… You had caught her sneezing a few times since then, but nothing like that. You still wondered if she had somehow deduced your fetish, due to the fact that she looked at you and winked pretty much every time she sneezed. She seemed to have an uncanny knack for that sort of thing. You had thought about asking her to hunt down some furry animal and recreate that night, but you hadn’t built up the nerve, despite your suspicions that she would be open to it.

	Tonight, the two of you were attending a Valentine’s day party. You were desperately trying not to read too far into the situation, but perhaps she really did like you. After all, it was you she was brining to this event. You remained a couple feet behind Pinkie as the two of you ascended the stairs, watching her butt bounce in her black yoga pants. She looked down at you as she put her hand on the door handle. “C’mon, Jessie!”

	You chuckled at her and hurried up the last few steps. As the two of you entered the apartment, it was clear that the party was already in full swing. It seemed to be mostly couples, which might explain why Pinkie Pie brought you instead of trying to hook up with a stranger. Pinkie rushed over to the counter that held the drinks and began pouring.  A couple approached the two of you, a tall, brown haired girl and a tan muscle-head. Pinkie began with the introductions.

	“Jessie, this is Amy, who lives in my house, and her boyfriend Chad. Amy, Chad, this is Jessie. He’s my…” Pinkie blushed, which was a rare occurrence. Your heart began to pound. My what? “He’s a civil engine… eering… Ahh… m-major.”

	Disappointing, but now your heart was pounding for a different reason. You had been around Pinkie long enough to read the signs: she was going to sneeze. Sure enough, she held out a finger in an upright position, her head tilting back. “One… ahh… sec… Ahhahh…”

	“AHH… HAH! HaaaCHEEW!” Pinkie sneezed, her head bobbing forwards as she released. You sighed inwardly, hoping that she would need to do it again. The finger positioned under her nose was a pretty good indicator that it still tickled.

	“Bless you.” Amy said, and Chad began to brag about his cousin who was also a civil engineer, but apparently had achieved just about every award of excellence there was. You weren’t paying much attention. Instead, your gaze was fixed on the beautiful girl beside you. More specifically, on her nostrils, which were flaring erratically. Her mouth slowly opened, revealing her tongue pressing into her cheek. She threw back her head.

	“Ahh… AHH… HAAH! HHAAAACHHOOOH!” Pinkie sneezed, bending halfway over. After receiving another ‘bless you’ from Amy, Pinkie stood back up, her finger still rubbing that wonderful nose of hers. “Whew… Excuse me.”

	Chad began talking again, but you could tell that Pinkie still had another sneeze in her. This one came over her rather quickly. “AHH… HAAH!”

	“HAAHAAH! HHAAAAAARRRRAAAAASSCHHOOOOOOOHH!!” Pinkie Pie exploded, bending double, her yoga pants stretching over her marvelous ass. Holy hell, you hadn’t seen her sneeze like this since… Oh, please let these be allergy sneezes. Pinkie stood back up. “Bless ME!”

	By the time you looked away from Pinkie, Amy and Chad had wandered off. You looked back at Pinkie. “Wow… what a dou-“

	“Jessie… Hah… Hold on… I ahh… AHH… H-HAFTA… AHH! HAAH!” Pinkie hitched. Her breasts jiggled as she once again threw back her head, staring up at the ceiling. “AaaaaaAAAHSSHEEEWWIIIEE!”

	Pinkie Pie stood back up a little more quickly than normal. She caught your eyes as you were about to avert your gaze, and smiled at you coyly, biting her lower lip. She just had to know what she was doing to you! Her shy, sexy look slowly turned into a sneezy one. “Ahh… HAAH…”

	Pinkie’s finger quickly rubbed at her nostrils, and she snapped out of the oncoming sneeze. She set her drink down in front of you. “Wuhh… One sec. St-stay right HAAH-here…”

	The sneezy girl darted off into the hallway. You could hear the sound of a door, opening and shutting, and another door, opening and shutting, and another door opening, and… “GGGGAAAAATTTTTCCHHHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHH!!!”

	The door shut, and Pinkie came back into the kitchen, a very sneezy look on her face. “F-f-f-ferret… I GAH-HAAH-GOTTA! AHH! HHAAAAH! HAAHAAH!!”

	“HHAAAAYYYAAASSSHHEEEEEWWW!!” Pinkie sneezed, bending double. You grabbed her hand. Pinkie’s nostrils flared, and her mouth fell open.

	“Are you ready to go then?” You asked. She shook her head, a sneezy expression still glued to her face. Her tongue pushed into her cheek, and she began to draw in hitching breaths, each one causing her breasts to jiggle slightly.

	“Ahh… HAAH… HAHAH! HHAAAAH! HaaaatCHHOOOH! HAASHHEEWWIIIEEEEE!!” Pinkie gritted her teeth as she sneezed twice. She rubbed at her nose as she replied to you. “I Ahh… Think I c-can tough it AHH… out a little bit laah... AHH… L-LAAH… L-LONGER!”

	“Ohhh!” Pinkie moaned as she held back the oncoming sneeze. You were really surprised that she wanted to stay. Pinkie’s fur allergies were not to be trifled with. You didn’t want to argue, however. The longer you spent here, the more chance that Pinkie Pie would still be a sneezing wreck when you got back to her place. Your inner self grinned the wickedest of grins.

	Then, Pinkie Pie surprised you a bit as she stepped towards you, resting her chin on your shoulder. Her hand touched your groin through your jeans as she whispered into your ear. “Besides… I know y-y-you want to ahh… stay and aahh… AHH… dancewithMEEEAaahCHOOOH!”

	Pinkie Pie sneezed into your ear. If it had been a stranger, you might have been grossed out, but Pinkie was turning you on to no end. She stepped away from you, feigning shock.

	“Sorry about that…” Pinkie said, in what was probably the most seductive voice you had heard come out of her. She picked up her drink from the counter, finishing it off. “Let’s do s-some shaaah… SHAAH… Shots!”

	Pinkie grabbed two red plastic cups and poured what had to be at least a double in each of them. Fortunately, it was medium-high quality Vodka, so you thought you could manage. You already weren’t thinking straight, however. Pinkie had cast a spell over you. It was that spell that possessed you to take a leap of faith. “So… I guess you …know, then?”

	“Ahh…” Pinkie Pie turned to face you, her eyelids closing as her jaw dropped open. “HAH… HAAH!”

	“HaaaaashHHOOOOOOHH!” She sneezed, turning slightly away from you at the last second so as not to spray you. She looked at you, handing you the cup, her eyes sparkling with mirth. “Kn-know what?”

	You chuckled and raised your drink to hers. “To ferrets.”

	Pinkie smirked, and her nostrils began to flare. She threw back her cup with you nevertheless. She then set it down, grabbing your hand. “Ahh… AHH… Alright. D-dance time.”

	Pinkie led you into the living room, where couples were dancing to upbeat hip-hop music. It was much, much louder in here than it had been in the kitchen. Someone had brought massive speakers to the party, and the revelers were using them to their full potential. Pinkie turned around, placing your hand on her waist.

	You raised your other hand, feeling her slightly chubby stomach. As far as you were concerned, it was the only thing keeping Pinkie from being an image of physical perfection. Well, perhaps curly hair was a turn off for some guys. You didn’t mind either one. It would take a lot more than curly hair and a bit of flab to turn you off of the giant ass that was currently grinding into your crotch.

	Pinkie stopped dancing, and her head began to tilt back. She stepped away from you, her hand fanning in front of her face. You couldn’t help yourself. You stepped forwards, putting your hands around her waist and pulling her close. Pinkie sneezed then. You couldn’t hear it over the deafening music, but you had heard enough of her sneezes to imagine it. She bent double, her rear pushing against you. With that much force behind it, that sneeze was probably a “HHAAAARRAAAAASSSHHOOOOOOOHHH!!”

	The beautiful girl in front of you began to dance again, wiggling her way back into an upright position. However, only half a minute passed before she froze again, and this time you didn’t let her escape. You could tell by the motion of her body that she had sneezed twice, and you could feel her stomach rise and fall as her breath hitched for a third. She raised a finger to her nose and her breathing calmed.

	Once again, Pinkie began to dance, and once again she was interrupted. However, this time, she answered the urge to sneeze by rubbing her nose furiously and continuing to dance. The strategy didn’t seem to work, however, as after a few seconds she threw back her head, her body rocking as she built up to a sneeze.

	“sshoooooh!” You could hear over the music as Pinkie Pie bent over, which meant that that sneeze must have been really loud. As she stood back up, she paused, and hitched and sneezed again, and this time it wasn’t audible. Pinkie quickly stood back up, grabbing your hand and leading you off of the floor.

	“Ahh… AHH! HAAAHAH! HHAAATTTCHHOOOOOHHIIIIEEEE!!” Pinkie sneezed. “Ohhh! It’s reh… Really baahd… HAH… AAH! AHH! AHH! AsssscchhHHOOOOH! In there. I th-think it’s the cahh… c-carpet…”

	You put your hand under Pinkie’s chin, tilting your head back and kissing her. She kissed back, for a bit, but then her tongue pulled back into her own mouth and she pulled away from you. “AHH! HaaaattchhHHEEEEWWW!”

	Pinkie poured the two of you more of her ‘Pinkie-sized’ shots. She threw back hers as she handed the glass to you, finishing long before you did.

	“Jessie…” Pinkie said, looking into your eyes. “I’m ahh… about to do something I m-might regret later…”

	“Wh-“ You began, but Pinkie covered your mouth with her hand.

	“I n-need you to praahh… AHH… promise me one thing.” You were ready to promise anything. If Pinkie was proposing to you right now, you would probably have accepted. “I ahh… AHH… HAH! HAATSCHOOOH! Want you to take me out to d-dinner tomorrow.”

	Pinkie looked at you, her hand still clamped over your mouth. You nodded vigorously. Pinkie led you to the hallway, and looked around. No one seemed to be paying any attention. She opened a door, leading you inside, and your nostrils were filled with a sickly sweet stench. You didn’t immediately recognize it, but then you turned, and before you was a metal cage that housed a long brown rodent.

	“Ahh…” Pinkie began. “HAAH…”

	“HAAHAH!” Pinkie’s head tilted back as she grabbed two pillows off of the bed, holding them up to her face. “HHHAAYYYYSSSCCHHMMPHHH!!”

	She placed one of the pillows onto the cage, pressing her stomach into it. The other pillow remained at her face, and she sneezed into it again. “GGAAAATCHHMPPHHH!”

	“C’mon J-Jessie…” Pinkie wiggled her butt at you, causing the cage to rock. The ferret inside was running back in forth in distress. The amount of dander in Pinkie’s face right now must have been unreal, and her tone confirmed it. “B-b-before AHH… I ch-AHHAHH! Change MAHH! AHH! AAHAH!”

	“AHHAAHAH!!” Each hitching breath caused the cage to shake more, until a visible cloud of fur was hanging in the air. “HAAAHAAAAAH!!!”

	“HHHHHAAAAAAAARRRRAAAAAAATTTIIIIISSSSSSSCHHHOOOOOOOOOOOOWWWWW!!!!” Pinkie Pie released a sneeze that was huge, even for her. The pillow clamped over her face didn’t do anything to stifle the sound. As she bent over the cage, Pinkie’s ass jiggled, and that was all of the invitation you needed.

	“AHH… HAH…” You unzipped your trousers, working quickly. You felt sorry for whoever’s room this was, especially with what Pinkie was doing to their pillow. Hell, you even felt sorry for the ferret. But there was no way you were going to pass up an opportunity like this. “HAAH! HAHAH!”

	“KKAAAARRAAASSHHMMMMPHHH!!” Pinkie sneezed into the pillow. You grabbed the waistband of her yoga pants, pulling them down to her calves. She was wearing a light blue thong, which you pushed to the side. Pinkie was already wet for you, so you wasted no time in entering her. “HAHH… HHAAHAH…”

	“AHAAHAAAH!!” You weren’t too concerned with Pinkie’s pleasure, as you were almost certain this was entirely for your benefit. Plus, you were going to make it up to her whenever she was less sneezy and more able to enjoy herself. “HAAHAAHAAAHH!!”

	“GGGAAAAAAAATTTTIIIITTCHHHHOOOOOOWWWWW!!!” Pinkie exploded, her hips pushing into you as she bent over the cage. You went after her with a newfound fury, and each of your thrusts caused the cage to move. The ferret was cowering in a corner by now, but he had already done his job by spreading his dander everywhere. “AHH! AHH!”

	“Pinkie, talk to me…” You said in a hoarse whisper. “Tell me what your nose feels like.”

	“HHHAAAAAATTTCHHHHMMMPHH! It t-t-ti… tickles… AHH! HAAH!” Pinkie Pie hitched. Her head tilted back, her nose pointing towards the ceiling. You grabbed it, pinching it between your thumb and forefinger. “AHAAH! AHH… Hah?”

	“Pinkie, wait.” You said, gritting your teeth. You continued to pound her as you spoke, releasing your grip on her nose. “Do you need to sneeze? How badly?”

	“AHH! AHH! I-I-ruh-REALLY… AHHAH! HAAAHAAH!! HAAFTA! AAAH! AAHH!” Pinkie’s head reared back again, and you once again grabbed hold of her nose. “HAAH! HAAH!”

	“What do you have to do?” You asked her. You could feel yourself about to come as Pinkie tried to respond.

	“SN-SNAAH! HAAAH!” The ferret began to run back and forth again, stirring up a large amount of fur. Pinkie held her pillow in one outstretched hand, the other fanning in front of her face. You batted the pillow out of her hand, knocking it to the floor. “AAAH! HAAHAAH!”

	“Pinkie, don’t sneeze, it will be too loud!” You said. Unless Pinkie Pie was a master of self-control, you knew that your order would be impossible for her to follow. Despite that, she still raised a finger to her nose, rubbing in a valiant effort to stop herself.

	“AAHAAAHAAH! HHAAAHAAAH!! AAAHHH! AAAHH!! KKKKKAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRAAAAAAAAAAAATTTTTTIIIISSSSSSHHHHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOWWWWWWW!!!!!” Pinkie Pie erupted. Her upper body flew forwards with such momentum that her feet lifted off of the ground, her body supported only by the cage. It felt as if you came with the same force that had just left her. You pulled out of her and fell to your knees, exhausted.

	“AHH… HAAH…. AAAATTCHHOOOH!” Came another sneeze from Pinkie Pie, snapping you out of your temporary haze. Before you knew it, Pinkie had her pants back on, and you were out of the room of the ferret, that wonderfully furry creature. “AAH! HAAH! HaaaatchHHEEWW!”

	The two of you left without saying a word to anyone. Surely, if anyone had smelled you, they would have known what had happened. You began the trek back to Pinkie’s house.

	“AAH… AAHAAH! HAARAAASCHHEEWW!!” Pinkie sneezed, bending over. She stood up, rubbing at her nose as she spoke to you. “S-so how many more times do I aahh… HAAH! G-GOTTA sneeze before you AHH… HAAH! Get it up AHH-AHHgain? HAAH! HaaattCHHHOOHIEE!”

	“Umm… zero.” You said, honestly. Pinkie giggled. “But don’t stop on my behalf.”

	She didn’t.