Congested Cassie

[blowlovinaspiegurl]

Cassie was a teenage girl with an amazing personality. She was small for her age and very pretty with long, beautiful golden hair and very blue eyes. Her tiny nose was often congested, due to her poor immune system, which meant days with a head full of gooey mucus when she had a nose involving illness, and horrible pollen allergies,particularly trees. On this particular day, the tree pollen was filling the air and a nasty cold had come Cassie's way, so she was blowing her nose all the time due to her clogged head from her cold and allergic runny nose. It was fine with her though, because she had loved Kleenex for a long time. "By head feels like sobeode poured wet cebedt id it." she muttered to herself, before grabbing a handful of Kleenex and blowing vigorously into them, one by one.Her blowing was very gurgly due to the wall of congestion.

Caitlin, her older sister, who went to the local college said of her sister's horrible head cold "You can have it. I don't need to be sick during midterms." Cassie thought of her latest boyfriend, Mike. He was the perfect boy in her eyes, because he was good looking with dark wavy hair and twinkling blue eyes and the sweetest guy she knew. She remembered how they started their relationship. That summer, their families had been at the Fourth of July celebration and not far from him, she had had a snotty sneezing fit. HATCHOO! ARSHOO! HEPCHOO! ASHOO! KATCHOO! HUPSHOO! She was not particularly shy or anything, but she hoped she had not grossed him out and said so. He had replied "I don't mind. I like sneezy girls." "By allergies are terrible this year. I really deed to blow by dose. Id's all ruddy frob by sdeezes", she said, before blowing her nose thickly, filling her Kleenex with allergic snot. Sneezing always led to a need to blow her nose. I wonder what he would think of me now, she thought. ICSHOO! She let out a loud, girly sneeze. Then, she blew her nose loudly, spending the next hours blowing and blowing until her wastebasket was full of soggy Kleenex.

When sick, Cassie stayed in her bedroom as much as possible. She got a new Kleenex box out and opened it. Her nose was overflowing, so she took some tissue out and blew her nose vigorously, producing a huge, gurgly wet blow. She was a very skilled nose blower, due to how much of it she had done, due to all her allgergies and how many times she had had a cold, the flu or a sinus infection in the course of her life. Once, not too long ago, she had had the flu,then caught a sinus infection right after. She was glad she could use Kleenex with menthol or lotion because not everyone could. Another sneeze was coming on. She let out a really snotty ISHOO! And then the floodgates opened. Her nose gushed and she blew vigorously until all that left of that wall of congestion was a mound of Kleenex soggy with thick mucus. She had a brief reprieve, but then her head was all clogged again. Cassie texted Mike "Come on over and take care of me. I got a horrid cold." Mike got the message and replied "I'll have my mom make some chicken soup and when it's done, I'll be over. She sneezed three times: HUTCHOO ISHOO! KERCHOO! After these awful sneezes, she had to blow her nose. She got some Kleenex and blew vigorously, mulching them with congested gurgling. Then, she cried a little because she felt terrible. She dried her tears and blew her runny, overflowing nose loudly, producing a snotty honk as she sometimes did when sick or her allergies were really bad.

Mike had just arrived with the soup, cough drops and a king-size Kleenex box and heard her honk. He got to her room and said "That was quite a honk, but, next to a sneeze, a honk is my favorite thing." She sneezed HASHOO! and blew vigorously into her Kleenex, reducing it to mulch between her snotty sneeze and huge, gurling nose blow. Mike asked "Have you been blowing your brains out all day?" "Yes, I've beed blowidg by dose all the tibe today", she answered. Mike said "I hope I don't catch it. I like girl's sneezes, not my own." After blowing her nose on a handful of Kleenex, to blow the congestion from her voice, she said "I need you to stay germ-free so you can take care of me." Her head filled up with congestion again and she sneezed HICSHOO! and since she was unable to fully cover it due to suddeness of it, she sprayed his arm. He went to the bathroom to get some toilet tissue to clean up that arm. Cassie needs all the Kleenex I brought, based on much she's used by the middle of the afternoon. After wiping off his arm and using sanitizer on it, he washed his hands and said "Bye, Cassie. Text me if you need anything more." While Mike was cleaning himself up, Cassie was blowing her nose vigorously, mulching her Kleenex with snotty, congested honks. She spent the rest of the day sneezing and blowing her nose. Before going to bed, she blew her nose vigorously into three handfuls of Kleenex to clear the wall of congestion that clogged her head, mulching them with thick mucus. She thought to herself, I've been using up one Kleenex box every two hours. Good thing I love to blow my nose.

Cassie's an old character of mine, but I never wrote anything about her down before. For many years, I've told myself stories about her, even when she was unnamed. Her coloring and the part about her being small for her age are carry overs from before. Mike is new, though. He has a sneeze fetish, as you may have guessed. Who should catch the cold, Caitlin or Mike? I'd rather have Caitlin sick, so Mike can be the one to take care of her, but should someone want a cute guy sick, I'll have Mike catch it. Cassie will be gunky the whole time, so if you like messiness and nose blowing, you'll love this. After this story, I may do more Cassie. I could do so much with her. That just allergies time in early July, a winter time cold when her allergies are dormant, her flu and her sinus infection.

I've had sinus infections.

Edited August 25, 2015 by blowlovinaspiegurl

[TheMaster]

This seems like a really interesting start and I can't wait to read more. With regards to who should catch the cold I'd say write to your own preferences I find most of the time if you like what you write it shines through in the story.

[blowlovinaspiegurl]

This seems like a really interesting start and I can't wait to read more. With regards to who should catch the cold I'd say write to your own preferences I find most of the time if you like what you write it shines through in the story.

I'll continue when I decide who else gets sick.

[blowlovinaspiegurl]

Cassie started a new day with a clogged nose and a loud ASHOO! Her nose was all runny after the sneeze, so she blew vigorously, squelching and gurgling into her Kleenex until it was soggy with thick mucus. I love this for me because I get to blow my nose on my Kleenex, but I also know people will think I'm gross, being all gunky like this, she thought. She got some more Kleenex and blew her nose with loud snotty congested gurgles, clearing her head of the wall of congestion for a few seconds. Then, she had a clogged head again. HASHOO! KATCHOO! ARSHOO! HUTCHOO! ISHOO! ATCHOO! HUPSHOO! She had a snotty sneezing fit. After all the sneezing, her nose was a mess and needed blowing. She blew vigorously into a handful of Kleenex, leaving it soggy mulch from loud, snotty honking due to the heavy wall of congestion. While sneezing and honking, she had been videoing herself. Once she had uploaded the video, Mike watched it and texted her, I want to come over, take care of you and cuddle with you. You sound so congested in that video. She responded, "You're a super sweet guy to love me even when I'm so gunky headed." Her nose was filled up after she finished her message, so she blew vigorously, gurgling congestedly into Kleenex after Kleenex, filling them with "gunk" as she called it after one blow. After a little while, her congestion returned. HIKSHOO! "I'b just full of gudk. Thag gooddess for Kleedex.", she muttered to herself. Then, she blew her streaming nose vigorously into threehandfuls of Kleenex, leaving them soggy. Her head filled up with gunky snot again and she gave a huge, congested AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAATCHOO!and blew her nose vigorously, producing burbling blows and loud, long snotty honks until her head was empty of the heavy wall of congestion. Another Kleenex box empty, she thought. Her head refilled and she sneezed, HETCHOO!, then opened a fresh Kleenex box, took a clump and blew vigorously, filling it with very loud, long, snotty gurgly blowing and repeating the process until her head was empty of snot. That's why I stay in my bedroom when I'm sick like this. I love these kind of nose blows, but my sister once told me she and many other people think they're disgusting. She got word of Caitlin catching her cold.

Cassie thought, I can't keep my germs to myself. Her nose had filled up, making her sneeze. ACHOO! She blew her now runny nose thickly. I sound like a foghorn, she thought. She was amazed her nose could make so much noise when she was sick, because even though it was so small, its noises were not. "I'b extrebly codgested, but whed I have the flu, id's eved worse thad this or cad be. Sobtibes, by dose geds so blocked with the flu, I cadn't eved blow, just wipe. I dod't bide a blocked dose if I cad blow id. Speakidg of blowidg, I deed to fidish this blow sessiod", she mumbled. She blew vigorously into a wad of Kleenex, filling them with thick mucus, then repeating until after 15 Kleenex total, her head no longer felt all clogged. Her congestion came back and she sneezed. HEPTCHOO! She blew her snotty nose vigorously into a handful of Kleenex, a very gurgly blow and so wet you could hear her clogged head emptying. Then, she was blowing and blowing until she felt relief from the wall of congestion and her Kleenex handful was soggy mulch, stuck togther with thick mucus. She spent the rest of the day blowing her brains out and sneezing.

Caitlin now had to take her last midterm exams sick. ATCHOO! She blew her streaming nose vigorously into a wad of Kleenex, producing a loud, snotty honk. That's why I hate being sick, she thought. I'm a honker. She honked loudly into the Kleenex wad some more until it was drenched. Then, she got ready and drove to the local college. Upon arrival there, she went to the bathroom to blow her nose. URSHOO! She got a handful of Kleenex and blew her nose vigorously, long, loud, snotty, congested honks until the wall of congestion cleared. It was time to head to her first test. After the test, she told Taylor, her best buddy, I deed to blow by dose. By sister shared her dasty head code with be." Caitlin went the empty cafeteria because she felt an urge to sneeze and knew she would need to blow her nose after sneezing. ARSHOO! KATCHOO! HUPSHOO! KERCHOO! ASHOO! HETCHOO! She had a loud, snotty sneezing fit. When she was sure the sneezes were over for the moment, she blew her stuffed, snotty nose. After snotty honking into

a total of 15 Kleenex, her nose was clear. Her nose filled up again after a bit and she sneezed HIKSHOO and honked and honked her congested nose. She had soup for lunch and then took her second exam. After finishing the exam, she sat on a bench outside. As she settled onto the bench, she sneezed UTCHOO! and wrecked the last few Kleenex in her box with snotty honking. she went to the college store and bought three boxes of Kleenex there. "I'b od by secod Kleedex box ad it's barely three. I'b so full of code, it's terrible, she muttered. She opened a box and sneezed HATCHOO!, and then honked her drippy nose into a clump of Kleenex. Her third and last exam lay ahead. After she was done with that, she sneezed ISHOO and blew her nose vigorously into a handful of Kleenex, mulching them with loud, snotty honks before heading home. She had a little supper, and then went to her room, where she spen the rest of the day sneezing and honking, until bedtime.

Edited August 27, 2015 by blowlovinaspiegurl

[Purplelily]

I really love this! I hope you continue it, messy colds are my absolute favorite!!

[blowlovinaspiegurl]

I really love this! I hope you continue it, messy colds are my absolute favorite!!

Tonight, I'll probably be able to update.

[blowlovinaspiegurl]

The next day was Saturday, so both girls were home. Cassie's day began with a snotty HEPSHOO! She gave her so stuffed up, streaming nose a vigorous, juicy blow and mulched her Kleenex with thick mucus and repeated until she blew away the wall of congestion. In the next room, Caitlin sneezed KATCHOO! and gave her drippy nose a snotty, congested honk. She heard her younger sister's juicy, gurgly blowing, but was too busy honking her nose to say anything to Cassie. I bet my sister hears my loud honks because the wall between us is thin. Thanks to her, I'm full of cold and I feel gross, Caitlin thought as she honked and honked, finally clearing her clogged head. She turned on her laptop to work on her psychology paper that was due next week.

Cassie turned on her phone and saw a message from Mike: Hey babe, need anything?. She replied, Just some time with my man, like I had yesterday, after you got out of school . It was so sweet of you to cuddle me even when I was blowing my brains out. No problem, Mike said. Cassie thought, maybe he should be a doctor or some medical thing when he's older. He's so intelligent and sweet. ARSHOO! HETCHOO! IKSHOO! KERCHOO! ASHOO! HATCHOO! She had a snotty sneezing fit. Her nose was a waterfall, so she gave a huge, snotty blow into a handful of Kleenex. She kept blowing, until with a loud, snotty honk, she emptied her nose. After a few seconds, the heavy congestion returned and she sneezed. ATCHOO! She blew her snotty nose vigorously into a wad of Kleenex, mulching it with thick congestion. After 15 Kleenex, she felt relief. After a little while, her head was clogged with a wall of congestion again. She gave a snotty HASHOO! and blew her overly congested nose vigorously into a handful of Kleenex. Mike heard her huge, burbling blow.

As Mike climbed the stairs to Cassie's room, he heard her still blowing. After she cleared her nose, she sat on her bed and asked Mike, "Ready to cuddle?" He sat next to her and snuggled up. "What a stuffy nose you had!", he said. She said "Kleenex will never go bankrupt. I can't go anywhere without a box when I'mb sick or allergic. I'b godda sdeeze dow, as her nose filled up. She turned away and gave a snotty, congested HUPSHOO! She blew her flowing nose vigorously into the Kleenex, mulching it with her loud, snotty gurgle and repeated until the congestion was gone. "Who's honking their nose?, Mike asked. Cassie said, "My older sister caught my cold and she keeps honking her nose." "How old is she?", Mike asked. "She's in college", he was told. Cassie's nose filled with congestion again and she sneezed. HUTCHOO! She gave a long, loud, snotty congested honk into a handful Kleenex. "Sombetimbes, I hondk, too", she said before honking some more to clear the remaining congestion., then continued, "It only happens for me when I'm sick or there's tree pollen, which is my worst allergy,". After a while, Mike said goodbye.

Caitlin sneezed ACHOO! and gave her nose a snotty honk. She was running out of Kleenex, so she told her sister was going to get some more. Cassie said, "I'b ruddidg low byself Get be sobe, too,". She gave her nose what Caitlin called a disgusting blow into a handful of Kleenex. "That onde was very soggy", she said. She blew some more, leaving the Kleenex mulch, glued together with thick mucus before she could breathe, as her sister left. Caitlin bought two 10 packs of Kleenex and explained she and her younger sister each had the horrible head cold going around. She sneezed UTCHOO! as she got into her car. The snotty sneeze left her nose streaming, so she gave it a few loud, snotty honks before heading home.

After Caitlin got home, she gave sister one of Kleenex box packs and took the other to her room. Then, the girls had soup for lunch and went back to their rooms. Cassie let out a loud, snotty HACHOO!, then took a deep breath through her mouth, scrunched up her face, shut her eyes and gave her nose a huge, snotty blow into a clump of Kleenex, repeating until she had emptied her clogged head. Caitlin sneezed three times. UTCHOO! ASHOO! HATCHOO! She gave her drippy nose a loud, snotty honk. The rest of the day, they kept sneezing and blowing their noses until bedtime.

[blowlovinaspiegurl]

A new day came for the sick girls. Cassie had a snotty sneezing fit to being the day. HASHOO! KERCHOO! APSHOO! HETCHOO! ARSHOO! UTCHOO! HEGSHOO! ATCHOO! She gave a snotty nose a huge, burbling blow into a handful of Kleenex and just kept blowing. It took a total of three handfuls of Kleenex to clear the wall of congestion from her nose. Caitlin gave a messy HUTCHOO! and mulched a clump of Kleenex with loud, snotty honking. "I'mb gettindg tired of hondkindg mby ndose, she muttered while blowing. Cassie heard her sister and thought, She thinks I'm weird because I love to blow my nose. Her next thought was to give Mike an update. She got her phone and texted Mike, Come take care of me again this afternoon. I still don't feel very good and need some cuddles with boyfriend and will need some more Kleenex. No problem, Mike replied. HATCHOO! she sneezed. She gave her stuffed, streaming nose a long, loud, congested, snotty honk into a clump of Kleenex and kept blowing until her head felt clear. Caitlin, like her sister sneezed and blew her nose all morning.

After lunch, Mike came over to take care of Cassie. As he went to her room, he heard her sneeze. ISHOO! She blew her nose vigorously into a wad of Kleenex until it was soggy to relieve the heavy congestion. He said, "That sounds very stuffy." "I feel better after blowing all the gunk out. At least, undtil it combes back againd, she said, as the clogged feeling came back. "Remember, just sneeze and blow like no one's around because I don't have a problem at all with a pretty girl like you doing that around me," he said. She replied, "I rebebber, and sneezed. HATCHOO! After that messy sneeze, she had to blow her nose. She gave a huge, super congested gurgle into a handful of Kleenex and kept blowing until all the thick mucus that clogged her head filled her Kleenexes. "Better out than in", he said, as he cuddled up to his sick girlfriend. "Anytime you need me, just send me the message." After a while, he left.

Caitlin had heard Cassie and Mike from her room. She could not catch all the words, just the voices and her sister's sneezing and nose blowing. ICHOO! She sneezed and blew her nose vigorously, with a loud, snotty honk. If I wasn't sick myself, I'd ask my sister if she really has to blow her nose like that. I know she'd say she likes it, but I find it disgusting, that snotty gurgle. She probably can't help it, anymore than I can help my honks. Honks are disgusting, too. Any loud nose blowing is just so gross to me. I wish everyone that had to blow could do it softly, she thought. Once she was eighteen, Caitlin had said, "Unless I have anything worse than a nasty head cold, I'll take care of myself when I'm sick. Sickness is yucky to me and I don't want to be seen any more than I can help it. Actually, I hate stuffy noses." The sisters kept sneezing and blowing until their day was over.

I'm running out of inspiration for this, so I'll end it next chapter.

[blowlovinaspiegurl]

Over the days ahead the girls got over their colds. Cassie still had allergies, but Caitlin only had allergies in spring, so she was done blowing her nose a lot, for a few months. Even Cassie was no longer going through a Kleenex every two hours. She was using up a box in one day and would be until frost came and froze her allergens. Neither missed the cold, though for different reasons. Cassie's allergies meant she still had a runny nose and Caitlin was glad to not be so gross.

Caitlin could not wait for the frost to come. She loved winter, except when she or her sister happened to be sick. When winter came, there was a reprieve from pollen and that meant a reprieve from hearing Cassie's blowing, unless she had an illness that made her snotty. Caitlin felt some pity for her sister, even in the midst of thinking her blowing was disgusting. I still love her because she's my little sister and a good girl. Even though she's a young teen, she'll always be my little sister to me, Caitlin thought.

Cassie knew even though her sister was annoyed with her nose blowing, she was still a good sister. Caitlin had bought some Kleenex for her when she asked. She had not been angry at sister for sharing her germs, ever. I'm lucky to be her little sister, Cassie thought. And also to have a nice boyfriend like Mike to take care of me when I get sick.

Cassie's name came from a book in which a character with that name has allergies, but she's my own creation otherwise. This story is over, but I'm not done with Cassie, just taking a break from her. I have a few stories in my lineup, just waiting to come to the board.