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There she was. In all her beauty and smarts and bravery and yet a cute closetedness about her, the girl who so effortlessly converted me. She always did make an effort around me, and today was no exception. But no amount of makeup could cover that red, chapped nose and matching lips.

I had seen her like this before, all stuffy and sneezy and cold-ridden. Once before- and maybe again.

"Tania!" She exclaimed, running down the hallways of the high school to wrap her arms around me. Her eyes glowed a brilliant pale green.

It had been a year- and yet, I was still in love with her. Her touch felt magnificent. "Hi," I breathed, returning it. I wonder if she'd notice if I tried to touch her butt... Probably so. "It's you. Hi, Georgia."

I had promised myself I'd kiss her. Damn. Too late now I guess. And besides- she'd push me away. Like that one day... The memory brings tears to my eyes.

Her chest expanded against mine. Guh, what a thing to "expand one's chest" while holding a sneeze fetishist. She better practice her methods on other girls and boys. It would work. "H'huh~" in her high pitched voice, her breath hitched.

"Uh oh," I said, releasing.

"HAH'CHHIEH!" She always did have powerful sneezes. They ended in a soft, feminine breath. Her long Italian nose was working through another tickle now. She was so much taller than me, so I could feel the remnants of the spray against my neck, warm, wet, and yet pleasant. "Soh...ry..." She breathed, pulling her hand over her nose and "HAH'ETCHiew!" sneezing.

I had never said this to her before, but this time I was prepared. "B-Bless you!" I managed, my voice kind of shaky.

"Did that startle you?" She looked at me, sort of cringing.

"No. It's okay." I had said those words before. It was 'okay' to blow her nose. 'Okay' to sneeze freely. Of course it was okay! It was more than okay.

"Excuse me." She rubbed her nose with her wrist. I enjoyed the sight of the tip moving with the motion of her wrist. "Do you want to see my schedule?"

Art. First period. Me too. "Dr. Howard's Art Class."

"Let's go over there."

I followed after her long legs and went into the art room. It smelled like chalk and clay in there. I could see Georgia's nose already begin to overreact.

"Hi. Dr. Howard?" I asked, looking around. A plump man in his fifties with a bald head and a set of chalks in his hand approached us.

"Hello! What period'll you be seeing me for?"

"First," said Georgia. I could hear the congestion from across the room. I had to fight to not be turned on inside an art classroom.

"Oh!" He said. "Are you two-"

Before he could finish, I cut in. "Best friends."

"No. I was wondering if you two were artistically gifted."

I blushed so hot my cheeks stung. "Oh... Haha. Of course we are. Right, Georgia?"

"..."

"Georgia?"

"HAH'YITSSSHHyu!"

"Bless you!" Cried Dr. Howard. Georgia's face was red.

"Thankyou," she mumbled.

"We'll y'all ladies have a nice day." He returned into the abyss of the back of the classroom, and I pulled Georgia out of the classroom.

"I feel dis'gustig..." She muttered, leaning against me. "Tadia..."

"Yeah?"

"Hold me?"

Oh my god. "Okay." I said, reaching my arms around her. I could feel my face become adjacent to a tomato.

"I feel lidke shidt.." She breathed. "But I was woder'ig if you'd want to stay the nig't at my place..."

"Yeah, but let's finish up here first."

"What if I dn'eed to sd'eeze agai'd *sndrf*?"

"I'll distract the teacher while you sneeze (I said this word quieter) so you don't have to get embarrassed."

"What would I do without you? Hah'HIHTCHEEOoh!" She covered her mouth with her elbow, but I could still see a fine mist of spray.

"Probably curl up and die, you incapable leech," I wrapped my arm around her arm and we tackled the teachers together.

~

Later on, I sat with her on her bed, a thing I have done many times, but tonight I was nursing her back to health. I would make my move, yes, but later. That can wait.

~

TBC

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Her head was nice and soft and heated against my lap. Her brown hair was clumped together by sweat. I smiled and giggled as she snores. How cute her snores were! I pet her hair, lacing my fingers in and out. She had fallen asleep in the middle of our movie- a blanket up to her shoulders and a pack of Skittles in her hand.

I love being a girl. You can snuggle up next to your friends and no one bats an eyelash.

She gives a little cough. I wonder if she can also sneeze in her sleep.

I reach out beside her bed into my makeup bag and pull out that Hollister perfume I have that made her have a MASSIVE sneezing fit at my place. I spray it over myself.

~

It was a few minutes before Georgia awakes with a jolt. The perfume hadn't worked. YET.

"Tad'ia?"

The stuffed voice sends shivers up my spine. "Baby girl?" I reply.

"Cad you get b'me sobe Cheetos from dowd'stairs?"

The girl eats like a pig. I'm surprised she's so skinny. "Okay. Spicy..." I click my tongue. "Or nah?"

"I'm goig tabe on this one."

Like we both don't remember the great "hot sauce sneezing fit" of '14.

"If you see my mom...hh'TISSHew!" She wiggled her nose, and I felt my pussy contract involuntarily. It was too much.

"Achoo? I'll tell her that, but I don't think it will be the same coming from me." I pet her hair, and she closes one eye.

"Heh'ESHHyuih!" She blinked, realizing her nose was dripping down to her chin, and frantically got up, getting a tissue. She blew harshly. "S'ry." Then again. "Tell her I need that medicine."

"Okay." I make my way down her creaky-ass stairs and into her kitchen. Yep, her mom is there. Her mom looks like an older carbon-copy of her. Occasionally I daydream.

"Hi, Tania," she says. She is wearing pajamas with no bra. (Okay, let's say Georgia isn't that careless around me.) "Looking for something?"

(Uh, yeah.) "Cheetos?"

"Oh. Uh. Here." She pulls a bag from their pantry, and hands it off to me. "She isn't bothering you, is she? Her sneezes woke up her father."

I giggled a little. "No ma'am she isn't. She told me she needs 'that medicine'." (Dat medicine tho.)

"Oh," she says, handing me a bottle. "She'll know what to do. Goodnight, Tania." I look at the clock. 9 PM. So much for "night".

"You too, ma'am."

~

She's reclined dramatically on her bed, tissue over her nose. She jerks forward with a harsh "SHOOhh!"

"B-Bless? Are you done?" I ask, unclipping the clothespin from the bag.

"What's it to you?" She asks, her voice muffled by the tissue over her mouth.

"I don't want to be interrupted." I improvise, setting the bag down on her bed.

"Yeah, cause I forgot you were Tad'ia, the mean lean'd speech machine."

"That was lame."

"I'll admit, but it was good for a 101.5 degree fever."

"Shit, Georgia!" I exclaim. "You need some ice."

"HASHOOuh!" She sneezes. "Exc's. I have a better idea. Can you cuddle with me? Perhaps your coldness will rub off."

I flip her off, but inside I'm generally FREAKING OUT she asked me to do that. I pull the covers away and climb in. She automatically snakes her arms around me. This was nice. "Beware of the boobs," I warn.

"But those are my favorite part!"

"You need help," I tease, kissing her nose.

"HUH'ATCHuh!" she blushes bright red, and before thinking, I kiss her cheek. Damn, where is my mind today!

~

TBC again for confession time! Thanks for y'all's comments and support :heart: I appreciate it.

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This is great! Totally like where this is going. Also, the way you spell the sneezes is fantastic

Thanks! This is based off a real person and she had a very complex sneeze and I had to figure out how to spell it.

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I watched as Georgia went a bright shade of red. I could feel my own face follow and decided to change the subject.

"Oohya," I said, getting up and pulling the bottle of medicine out of the nest of blankets. "I got your meds."

She weakly took a pill then went back to staring at me. "What was THAT for?"

"Uh," I breathed. Two things were at stake here. One- my reputation. Two- my fetish.

My dad had warned me about this. Wait- since when had I listened to him?

I hadn't listened to him!

"It was for this," I leaned in and kissed her on the lips. "And for this." Again. "And for being so damn adorable and making me fall for you." I sighed. "This may sound cheesy, but I was straight before I met you." I pushed her brown wisp behind her ear and whispered into her ear, "It's because I love you, Georgia Erin Rose Griffin."

It's not often I pull up her full name, but when I do, I use it in a homo-romantic, homo-erotic manner.

I'm the most interesting lesbian in the world.

I'm bright red from my confession, but I had been dreaming of this moment for a whole year straight.

She cups the side of my face with her palm and kisses me. Her lips taste like the mango tea she had at the school and a bit like mint.

She looks down at her um... Knees and pulls out a pack of breath mints from her robe pocket. She gives me a guilty smile and I swipe them away and eat one. She grabs them back from me and I flirtingly tug them back.

While I'm preoccupied by trying to find them, she grabs my hand and begins to nibble on my ear. I squirm away and stick my tongue out at her.

She pulls in closer, and we kiss for a moment. She pulls away with a screwed-up expression and sneezes three intense times into my shoulder. "Huh'RASSHiuh! ASSHuh! ESSSHtch!"

"Um..." I hum, wrapping my arms around her middle. "Is that a yes, or do you need a tissue?"

"Lemme check." She pretends as if she is reading from a Sneeze-English dictionary. "Yes-choo!"

"Bless you," I say mock-dramatically, kissing her along her jaw line.

"I hope I don't get you sick."

"I'll run the risk, lovely."

~

"I shouldn't have run the risk," I said as my head pounded.

~

TBC with an ill Tania.

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Georgia's covers are soft and warm. Her body is draped across mine, and when she shivers, I can feel every muscle tense.

We lethargically had been up to things among the past few days, since my parents had let me stay there.

She's getting a bit better, but is still a hot mess. She's braiding my hair while we watch My Little Pony. Sneezing all over my shoulder, she grabs a tissue and hurriedly wipes the spray off, though I don't care. I'm sick already.

A tickle overcomes my own nose and I sneeze before I can help it. "Hit'chii! Hah'psshi!"

"Bless you," she whispers in her NJ accent, her heated breath and sincere remark making pleasant shivers run up my spine. She then kisses my cheek. I go sort of weak.

Well, weaker than currently.

"Thank you," I whisper back in my Texan drawl, petting a piece of her hair. She kisses my cheek then continues to braid my hair.

We both sit up as her mom comes in. "Look at the lovebirds," she says. "I brought tea."

"Thadnks!" She exclaims, but soon after bursting into coughs.

"Thanks, Miss. Griffin." I take mine and blow on it. Lemon. Mm.

She smiles at us and shuts the door. "AH'RISSHuh!" She sneezes explosively, tea splatting all over her bed.

"Oh no!" I'm aware it might burn her, so I get the towels Mrs. Griffin had gotten us 'in case'. I wipe up the area where the tea has spilt. She shows me a red mark. Too late.

"Does it hurt? I can get you something..."

"Don't worry about it," she kisses my ear.

"Okay," I sigh giddily, wrapping my arms around her. "Poor dear. Hah, hah..." My breath hitches against her shoulder and I can't stop the sneezes that spill out. "Hah'pchi! Tchi! Heh'ch! Hah'chi!"

"Bless you," she whispers into my hair. "Bless you, bless you, bless you."

"Thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you." I return, tracing a heart shape across her lips.

"Kiss me, you idiot," she says with a smile, pulling me in close.

~

It's pure fluff, right?

Well, for the moment I am taking requests. Not all will be done, but I will consider every one.

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Oooooh requests!! I have an idea- how about Tania getting sicker and stuffier and Georgia trying to take car of her, but failing miserably due to her own illness?

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Oooooh requests!! I have an idea- how about Tania getting sicker and stuffier and Georgia trying to take car of her, but failing miserably due to her own illness?

Brilliant! Will do!

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Oooooh requests!! I have an idea- how about Tania getting sicker and stuffier and Georgia trying to take car of her, but failing miserably due to her own illness?

Brilliant! Will do!

Your Stewie Griffin gif describes the way I feel

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