New sick fic

[sexyhankysneeze]

"Oh great, a cold” said Sophie aloud as she woke up. She had had a sore throat since Thursday but she had thought little of it over the last two days. Her boss had been working through a cold for the last three days and had no doubt spread it to the other hairdressers in the salon.

“ASHOO!!” she sneezed into her hands. It was confirmed. Sophie had caught a cold. Her nose was blocked, and after this sneeze it was also pretty runny. SNNRFF.

“Want a hanky, Soph?” asked Matt, her husband.

“Do, I’b fide”, she replied. “SNNFFF- ASHOO!!- SNNRRFF”.

Sophie hated colds, obviously she wasn’t a fan of being sick but she had a special dislike for head colds as she hated blowing her nose.

“You sound pretty clogged up, babe”.

“I kdow, I’b sick. But if I start blowig by dose I wod’t be able to stop- HESHOO!!- so I’b just dot goig to, SNNRFFF”. She wiped her nose on the neckline of her pajama top.

 

“HUH-RESH!!” Sophie turned quickly away from her client and sneezed towards the ground before getting back to her haircut. SNNRFFF.

“You sound pretty sick”, the client commented. She was a brunette lady in her mid-late twenties.

“I’b okay”, Sophie replied. “Ode of the other girls caught sobethig off her roobbate ad spread it to the rest of us pretty quick”.

“Ahh-Tish!” sneezed Katrina into her hands. She wasn't as sick as Sophie, but definitely coming down with it as well.

“Looks like I won’t be leaving without the sniffles”, the client said, half-jokingly.

“Sorry if we get you sick SNNFF”, said Sophie.

“Don’t be”, the client responded. “I work as a school teacher anyway so if it wasn’t this week I got sick, it would be next. Just a part of life when you’re surrounded by people with no notion that they should cover sneezes or coughs”.

“Primary age kids?”

“No, senior high school”.

Sophie laughed, sniffing at her snotty nose

 

During another hair cut, the last of the day, Sophie had to put down her stuff and cover her nose with her hands as she felt a sudden tickle. “HUH-RESH!! RESH!! ESHOO!! RESHOO!!” There was no arguing with those sneezes, they had been big, messy and very uncontrollable. Sophie pulled her hands away from her face, wiping them on her jeans and giving her nose a big, gurgly sniff. “Sorry”, she said afterwards, getting back to the client and his buzzcut.

As she made her way home, the sneezes got more regular, “HURRESH!! RESH!! ASHOO!!” Sophie sneezed into her hands, messy and uncontrollable. SNNFFF, Dabn, I should've taked a hadky like Matt said, she thought. As buch as I hate blowig by dose I really deed to right dow SNNRRRFF. She had one hand over her nose the rest of the way home, trying to stop the drips. The second she was inside, she ripped off a long strip of toilet paper, sunk down onto her bed and gave her nose the big, snotty blow it had needed for most of the day.

 

The next morning, Sophie was completely clogged up. She got out of the shower and with a second's notice raised her towel to catch a big, messy trio of sneezes that completely overcame her whole body “HUH-RESH!! RASHESH!! RESHIOO!!” She went and immediately pulled open her husband's bedside drawer, grabbed a neatly folded blue/grey men's handkerchief, and gave her nose a big, wet blow. That felt good, “HUH-RESH! URRSHU!” she sneezed again, into the waiting cloth. Ugghh, a minute later and my nose already needs blowing again. When she was showered and dressed and ready to leave for work, the sick, congested brunette stopped by the hanky drawer again, taking a clean one to get through today.

 

“HAH-SHESH!!” Katrina sneezed into her hands. SNNNRRRDFF.

Chloe, the boss, was back at work today and the store was busy. Chloe only had the sniffles now but both Sophie and Kat had raging head colds with explosive sneezes and noses almost bubbling with snot.

SNNNRRRFF, Katrina sniffed again. Her nose was running now so she lifted her sleeve over the back of her hand and wiped the mess as best she could. “Sorry”, she said to the man whose hair she was cutting. “I’b so sick today”.

At the chair beside her, Sophie was sniffling up a storm. She needed a good nose blow but didn't want to do it in front of the customer. SNNFF SNNFF. She needed to finish this cut fast so that she could go take her of her nose. She grabbed the thinning scissors and working quickly, accidentally managed to send a stray hair flying up her own nose.

“HAAH-”

“What was that?” Her client asked.

“Snnnff dothig- HEHH”

“Are you alright?”

“Fide, tha- snnfff- HAHH”

Sophie quickly put the scissors down, grabbing the table in front of her for support. “HEHH-HAASHOO!!! ESHOOO!! ASHOO!! HASHOO!!” she sprayed uncovered in no particular direction. SNNFFF- she glanced in the mirror and saw the mess that had sprayed from her nose. “Ode bobedt please”, she said as she ran to the basin, grabbed the handkerchief she had left there and gave her nose a long, wet blow, filling the cloth with gurgly, infectious moisture.

“Dow, where was I?” she asked as she returned, slipping the hanky into a pocket and picking up her scissors.

Not two minutes later, Sophie felt another massive tickle brewing in the back of her runny nose. Pausing again with the scissors, she put a hand to the side of her face to shield her client, turned to the side and “HAAAHHH!! HESHHOOO!! ASHOO!! HESHOO!!”

Sophie whipped the handkerchief from her pocket and emptied her messy nose into its folds. “SNNRRFF- sorry about that”, she said briefly as she repocketed the damp cloth and carried on with her haircut.

 

Jessica hadn’t had a cold in almost a year, since leaving retail and becoming an executive assistant for the CEO of a major real estate corporation. She was too busy for anything like that, to begin with. Today, as usual, she was mostly in the office, with a few meetings, and a 45 minute break for a hair appointment. Her day was full, with back-to-back work from 6am-9pm.

“HEH-ESHOO!!” sneezed one of the two girls working as Jess walked in. The girl gave her nose a big, snotty blow into a greyish bordered mens handkerchief that she pulled from her jeans’ pocket, then looked up and saw Jess.

“Hi. Jessica?”

“Yes, that’s me”.

“Take a seat over here, Kat wod’t be a bidute”.

As Jess sat down the girl gave her nose another vigorous blow with the damp hanky before stuffing it back into her pocket, one corner still sticking out.

“HAH-RUSH!! HAH-ISHH!!”

That was the sound that announced Jess’ hairdresser, followed by SNNNNRRRFFF.

“How cad I help?”, asked Kat.

Jess explained what she wanted done to her hair.

“SNNNRRRFFF okey dokey”, replied Katrina.

“I can wait a second if you need to go blow your nose”, offered Jessica.

“Dah, I’b okay”, responded Kat. “I just- SNNFFF- blew it about ad hour ago- HAH-OOSH!!”

Kat had caught the sneeze in her hands then gave her dribbling nose a quick wipe along her sleeve.

Ugh, gross, thought Jess. “Well then, get on with it, I’ve got a busy day”. She probably wouldn’t get the cold these two women were cursed with, she seldom caught anything.

 

It was 6pm and the girls were cleaning the salon in preparation for going home.

“SNNNNRRRFFF- this cold is kickig by butt today”, Katrina said as she swept. “By dose is- SNRRF- so ruddy”.

Sophie blew her nose in a white handkerchief with a blue/red striped border. “There hasd’t beed a siggle poidt today where sdot hasd’t beed bubblig out of by dose”, she replied to Kat. “I’ve saturated both by hadkies”.

Katrina brought her hands to her face. “HAH-IISSH!! HEH-ISSHHU!! SNNNNNRRRFFF- I kdow what you beed, I’b godda deed to blow by dose agaid sood. Fifth tibe today”.

“Hodestly, Kat”, said Sophie. “I do’t kdow how you cad badage to control your dose without blowig it. I wish I could”.

 

Once Katrina got home, her first stop was the tissue box on the hall table. She grabbed two out, pinched them around her nose and let a out a big snotty gurgle. Katrina lived with her mum and Julie, her younger sister, who was an 18 year old high school senior.

“AHH-TISSHHH!! HEH-SHISSHH!!” Katrina sneezed, wiping at her runny nose with the tissues she still held.

“Bless you”, came a voice from behind her. It was Sarah, Julie’s best friend. She must be staying over. Sarah was an alternative style girl with a dark orange rinse through her thick hair. She had red lipstick, black fingernails, a septum piercing, and dressed in punk clothing. Today she was wearing her leather jacket, a white tshirt, ripped black short shorts and hitop chucks.

“Thadks, SNNNRRRFFF, HEH-TISH!! SNNRRFFF”.

“Sounds like you’re a little sick”, Sarah said as Katrina wiped her nose on a fresh tissue.

“Hodestly I’ve beed so sdotty today- SNNRFF- try dot to catch this”.

 

Julie was just getting over a cold of her own. Unfortunately it was not the same cold that Katrina had come down with. Julie had spent the weekend at home sneezing and snotting her way through 2 boxes of tissues in 48 hours. She was back at school today and had just stuffed a few tissues into her pockets to combat the remnants of her runny nose.

Today was Katrina's day off and she was at home, on the couch with a box of tissues dealing with her monster runny nose.

 

When Julie got home, her sniffles were better and she was certain she was finally rid of the cold that had been plaguing her for the last week.

“How are you, Kat?” she asked Katrina.

“Dot good”, Katrina replied, putting down a damp wad of tissues she had just finished blowing her nose into. “I’b so sdotty. By dose hasd’t stopped ruddig all day”.

“That sucks”, Julie said back. “I think I’m finally over my cold, my nose was runny this morning but I haven’t been sniffling for the last couple hours”.

“Lucky you, this is horrible SNNRRFF” sniffed Kat, wiping her nose on her palm.

 

An hour later, the girls’ mum walked in. “HASHOO!! ESHOO!!” Mum sneezed into a crumpled handful of tissue.

“Bless you, Mum”, Julie said.

“Ugh, Kat, I’ve caught your dab cold”, Mum said, blowing her nose.

“Glad I’ve already had it”, Julie boasted.

 

“No way!” Julie said as she sat up in bed the next morning. “You’ve got to be kidding me”.

She went downstairs to the kitchen and filled a glass with water. It tasted off and did nothing to appease her sore throat. Julie had spent almost every winter of her life getting back to back colds and apparently this one was no different. Literally the day after she had recovered from her last one she was coming down with a new cold. And it wouldn’t be a short one either. Other people got sick hard and fast for a couple days or maybe a week, but Julie got colds that lasted almost forever. Every time.

It was a very silent, unhappy Julie who headed off to school that day with a packet of throat lozenges as her mum and Kat sat at home sneezing and sniffling with a big box of tissues.

“How you feelig, Mbumb?” asked Katrina.

“Dot good”, Mum answered,hastily bringing a tissue to her nose. “ASHOO!! ASHOO!! HAASHOOO!!” she sneezed a big messy triple before grabbing another tissue and blowing her nose.

Katrina’s nose was getting less runny but her blows were very thick and productive and she was glad to be at home with a ready supply of tissues.

 

As irritated and unwell as Julie was, she couldn’t help but feel bad for her english teacher. The poor lady was coming down with a cold as well. Yesterday Miss Webb had been sniffling and pulled out a crumpled tissue to wipe her nose once or twice but nothing serious. Today as the attractive brunette walked in to start the class she had pulled a white hanky with purple flowers on it from the sleeve of her pink turtleneck and sneezed twice “ACHOO!! CHOO!!” before giving her nose a blow and saying “Sorry guys, I’ve got a little cold today. I got sdeezed od by a sick hairdresser over the weekedd”. She kept the hanky in hand most of the class, frequently wiping her nose or using it to catch her regular pairs of wet sneezes.

 

Snnf, Julie sat in class the next day sucking on a throat lozenge and sniffling at the beginnings of a runny nose. It was nothing serious but her nose had a persistent drip that she could never quite sniff away completely. She wasn’t the only one either, Sarah, her best friend, definitely had the sniffles today and had mentioned also having a sore throat that morning. Much to Julie’s annoyance however, her mum and Katrina were both almost over their colds and had both been healthy enough to go to work today, they were still a bit sniffly but would no doubt be better by tomorrow. “ACHOO!! ACHOO!!” into a large pink and white floral handkerchief announced Miss Webb’s entrance to the classroom. Thirty seconds later, she sneezed again “ACHOO!! ACHOO!!” As soon as the brunette English teacher had sat down she casually laid her hanky on one side of her desk before pulling out an entire box of Kleenex, grabbing a couple, and blowing her nose. Julie’s class spent that period watching a movie and it was clear why; not two minutes would ever pass in which Miss Webb didn’t sneeze two or three big, wet cold sneezes into an awaiting tissue and she spent most of the period blowing her streaming nose with gurgling snotty blows.

 

“How’s the throat, Julie?” Katrina asked over dinner.

“Bad”.

“Why are you so grumpy tonight”, her mum asked.

“Because I’m getting sick again, aren’t I?” Julie snapped.

“Well no need to take it out on us”.

Julie sniffed, her nose was getting runnier, and she knew by tomorrow her head cold would be well underway.

 

“Hitchoo!!” Julie sneezed. She wiped the drips from the end of her nose with a tissue before putting it back into her pocket. Julie was wearing white skinny jeans with a black belt, white sneakers and a black tank top with red floral design on it. Where she lived was always warm, so even when you were sick there was no need to dress like you were sick. The heat actually seemed to help the spread of colds, and ensured that when you did get sick the symptoms would always be very nasal.

“Bless you SNNFF”, said Sarah. The red-headed girl then turned and sneezed a big double of her own “ESHOO!! ASHOO!!” into her hands.

“Kat must’ve gotten us both sick”, said Julie, as Sarah gave her nose a hearty sniff and wiped it on her hand.

 

As the day went on, Julie’s sneezes became more frequent and at lunch she had to go the bathroom and blow her nose in some toilet paper. Her nose was not just runny now but full of snot. Julie and Sarah had English last period today and found they had a substitute teacher. Miss Webb’s cold was so bad that she had taken the day off.

“HitCHOO!!” Sneezed Julie into her hand, she wasn’t taking in much of the lesson. She didn’t have a tissue and was struggling to cope with her frequent sneezes and runny nose . Snnff, she didn’t want to sniff too loudly and let the whole class know she was sick. Sarah, on the other hand, could care less. She gave her nose a loud SNNRRF before sneezing “ASHOO!! ESHOO!! ASHOO!!” into a paper towel she’d brought to class. “HitCHOO!!” Julie sneezed again. Snnff snnff. Her nose was getting very runny, at least there was now only five minutes left of this class. The second the bell rang, Julie headed straight for the bathroom and blew her nose.

 

Monique Webb, Julie’s English teacher, hastily pulled two large tissues from the box in front of her, before bending double and sneezing “ACHOO!! ACHOO!! ACHOO!!” into them. She was exhausted and that powerful triple had left her nose a runny mess. Discarding the tissues she had just soaked with her sneezes, she plucked two more from the box and saturated them in one of the snottiest nose blows she had ever had. A lot of people were sick at the moment, her boyfriend had caught it from her as well, and finding substitute teachers was hard but luckily she had scored one day off to take care of this cold.

The attractive brunette had tried to head out to school this morning but after two messy sneezing fits in ten minutes had left her exhausted, sniffling and clutching a damp handkerchief to her nose, she had headed back home to take the day off, changing out of her blouse and skirt into a pink sweater and grey yoga pants; ditching her hanky for a box of  ultra soft Kleenex.

 

Julie had braved the walk home without any tissues and got inside in a very sniffly state. “HitCHOO!! CHOO!!” she sprayed across the hall as she got inside.

“Bless you” came from Kat in her bedroom.

“SNNRRF”, sniffed Julie, one hand covering her drippy nose. “Ugh, I need a tissue”.

There was no box in the hall where they usually were, her mom and Kat must’ve finished that one.She checked the one in the kitchen but it was empty. The box in the living room however, was not. Julie plucked a tissue from it, and as she went to grab a second, discovered that they had run out of tissues, just as she was coming down with a snotty head cold. The single kleenex she had taken didn’t even last one blow and she was forced to go finish off her nose blow in the bathroom, soaking through her piece of toilet roll almost immediately.

When her mom came home that evening, Julie sat in the living room in a tshirt and yoga pants, sneezing and blowing her nose into a pink bandana.

 

“HISSHOO!! HISSHOO!!” Julie sneezed, blowing her nose into a wad of toilet paper.

“Bless you, Julie” said her mom who was over her own cold.

“I’b so sdeezy ad sdotty today”, Julie moaned, opening the kitchen drawer. Normally that drawer had a variety of little tissue packets, today it was empty. “HASSHOO!! SNNFF. I deed to stay hobe today, Mbob”

“And why is that?” her mom asked sceptically.

“There’s do tissues,I’ll deed to keep usig toilet paper ad I cad’t exactly brig that to school”.

“Just take a hanky”, her mom said. “You’re going to school”.

SNNNFF, Julie looked apalled. “Do way, Mbob, hadkies are so dot cool”.

“There’s nothing uncool about taking care of a cold, anyway you were using one last night”.

“HISSHOO!! SHOO!!”, Julie wiped her overflowing nose on her pajama top. “SNNFFF, at hobe is differedt. I cad’t take ode to school”.

“Well you’re not staying home, it’s Friday today, you can rest on the weekend”.

“SHHOOO!!!” Julie sneezed forcefully into her hands. “SNNNRRRFFF, I just wod’t blow by dose thed”, she said defiantly before going to get ready for school.

 

Julie went to school dressed in a red plaid button up, a grey tank top and denim short shorts. She pulled one side of her open plaid shirt over her nose, “HASSHOO!! HASSHOO!! HISSHOO!! SNNRRRFF”. That was the third snotty triple she had sneezed in an hour.

Disappearing quickly to blow her nose before class started, she knew she had been stupid this morning, today was going to be messy, but no way could she even dream of using a hanky at school in front of all her friends.

Just as bio was about to start, Sarah slipped into class and sat down beside Julie. She was giving her nose some hearty sniffs, it was clearly very runny. Sarah was dressed in a long sleeve black top, red tartan miniskirt, black boots and knee high black socks, and as her breath began to hitch, clearly building up for a messy sneezing fit, she pulled a black handkerchief with white skulls on it from her shirt, brought it up to her nose and sneezed “HEH-ASHOOO!! ASHOOO!! ESHOOO!!” before giving her nose a gurgly blow.

 

“HASHOO!!” Julie and Katrina’s Dad sneezed, making a mess of his already soggy handkerchief. He was on his way home from a business trip he had been away on and had spent the last 15 hours on board an airplane in the grips of a raging head cold.

SNNNRRRFF, he had brought a big handkerchief with him but it had been far from enough to deal with the amount of snot he was producing, his colds always hit him hard and fast. He blew his nose into a paper towel in the airport bathroom. Sick as he was, he couldn’t wait to get home to see his wife and daughters.

 

All through class the hanky never left Sarah’s hand, her nose was on overdrive and her cold was not a small one. Her runny nose required rigorous caretaking and every five minutes she would bring the handkerchief up to catch a powerful trio of cold sneezes and give her nose a much needed blow.

“HASSHOO!! SSHHOO!! HESHOOO!!” Julie was also falling victim to messy sneeze triplets and with nothing to sneeze into beside her hand or shirt regretted being so stubborn. She was sniffling hard all through class and having to wipe her nose on her sleeve more and more. Between classes she went to the bathroom and blew her nose.

By the next class Sarah had moved on to a different hanky, black with a red and white pattern on it. Julie brought her hands over nose and mouth as Sarah raised her handkerchief. HURESSHHOO!! SHOO!! CHOO!! CHOO!!” they both sneezed simultaneously. SNNNNRRRFF, sniffed Julie, wiping her nose on her collar, as Sarah blew her nose.

“Didd’t you brig ady tissues?” asked Sarah. “You seeb just as sick as I ab”.

“Do”, replied Julie. “We were all out ad I didd’t exactly wadt to carry a whole roll of toilet paper”.

“Looks like you deed it, SNNFF”, Sarah said, giving her nose a wipe on her hanky.

“Do you always use a hadky?” Julie asked, deflecting the statement. “I dod’t rebeber seeig you sick for a log tibe”.

“Do, I have’t always but I’ve decided its tibe we stop pollutig this world with heaps of trash so I’ve bade the chadge ad hodestly they are so buch better I would’t go back”.

“Oh”.

“What do you thidk of theb?” Sarah asked.

“Yours look pretty cool”, Julie replied. “I have a few but I- HASSHHOOO!!!”

That sneeze had been bigger than the others and caught Julie off guard. It had been a lot messier than she could deal with slipping quickly out of class, hand over nose and mouth, she ran to the bathroom to clean up.

 

English was next and Miss Webb was back. She still had a very runny nose, her blue and white floral handkerchief stayed held in her hand the entire class. Miss Webb was trying not to sniffle at her nose too much and had to blow it every few minutes.

“HASHOO!! HASHOO!!” Sneezed Julie. SNNRRRFF, dab by dose is gettig ruddy.

She turned and saw Sarah, hanky over face, struggling with some major hitching breath “Hehh-”, at least Sarah had something to sneeze into, “Heh-”, Julie felt uncomfortable and gross, “Hih-haahhh-”, her nose was full of runny snot and one nostril was congested. Breathing through her nose wasn’t easy and even with her constant sniffling her nose was hard to tame as sniffling too hard would make Julie’s nose tickle. “Heee-SHOOO!!” sneezed Sarah. Julie was afraid to sneeze, it was too messy and explosive and she had no way to contain it. “SHOO!! ATTSHOO!!” sneezed Sarah into her handkerchief.

“Haah-”, Julie’s breath hitched as Sarah gave her nose a long gurgling blow. “RASHOO!! HESHOO!!” Julie sneezed into her shirt. Gross, she thought, snorting long and hard, and wiping her nose across her palm to stop any embarrassing leakage. I need a tissue so bad.

“Snnf, Julie-”. It was Miss Webb, Julie went to her desk. “Are you feeling okay? You seem quite sdeezy, like you’ve got the sabe horrible cold I’b just gettig over”.

“Yeah, sorry, Biss Webb, I’ve beed cobig dowd with it the last couple days ad its SNNRRFF just gettig a bit sdeezy today”.

“Did you dot brig ady tissues or a hadky?” Miss Webb asked as she pinched the end of her nose in the blue and white hanky and gave it a small blow.

“Do, SNNRRF we were all out this bordig SNNFF so I thought I’d be okay- HASHOO!! HASHOO!!” Julie sneezed into her hands, not wanting to use her shirt while she talked to her teacher.

“Bless you, Julie”, Miss Webb replied. “Do you deed to go blow your dose id the bathroob?”

Julie nodded, sniffling, one hand still over her face.

“Okay, but next time cobe prepared"

“Thadks”, Julie said as she hurried off to go blow her nose.

 

Amy sniffled. Julie had just run off sniffling, Sarah was folding her handkerchief after blowing her nose, Miss Webb was dabbing at her running nose, and six or seven others, of the students who had actually made it to class were sneezing or snuffling as well. Amy was a dark haired girl of average height, today she was wearing a black tshirt, blue skinny jeans and a pink scarf, and she had come down with the cold everyone else had.

Great, Amy thought. Just in time for the weekend. She was tired, her throat had been sore since yesterday morning, and she had the sniffles. She had a cold, no doubt about it. In no time she would be stuffed up and sneezing. But she would be at home with her family all weekend.

 

By the time Julie got home, the place where she had ample access to handkerchiefs, toilet paper, or paper towels, her nose had become far less runny and the sneezing subsided. After all the embarrassing mess of snotty sniffles and sneezes at school, Julie's nose was now completely blocked and couldn't be blown. She had had to completely resort to mouth breathing, and unfortunately could no longer sniff which meant that when her nose did run she had to wipe it off on her shirt collar or sleeve.

Her dad, on the other hand, was sitting on the couch with a roll of kitchen paper, suffering from the most violent sneezing and catarrh Julie had ever seen. He must've picked up some exotic illness in Hong Kong, he was using piece after piece of paper towel. The poor man's nose was red and dripping, an open bottle of cold medicine was on the coffee table between two used handkerchiefs, crumpled tissues and paper towels were lying all over the couch and floor.

 

Sarah retrieved a fresh handkerchief from her drawer when she got home, a black and white chequered one.

“Huh-ESHOO!! ASHOO!!” She blew her nose.

“I wish you wouldn't use those disgusting rags”, her mother said as she entered the room. “You're going to get us all sick”.

“Whatever, bob” replied Sarah. “You guys are probably already sick by dow ad I doubt by hadkies are the reasod as opposed to by gederal state of codtagiousdess ad the fact we all share a house”.

 

“Julie, are you ready for work?” her mom asked the following morning.

“Do, I cad’d breadthe” Julie said, dabbing the leaky end of her bunged up nose with a scrap of toilet paper.

It was Saturday morning which meant that Julie needed to go to her weekly shift at the local pet shop. Her nose, however, had been completely blocked all night and she was unable to breathe through it or sniff at her runny nose. Her throat was on fire from breathing through her mouth.

“Here”, her mom had come back holding a decongestant spray and a couple of paper towels.

“I’b deber used ode before”, Julie said, looking confused.

“Take the lid off, blow your nose, then stick it up each nostril and squirt twice”.

“I cad’d blow by doze”, Julie moaned, wiping at the mess that had started oozing from one nostril.

She stuck the spray nozzle up one side and squirted. Nothing. She squirted again. Still nothing. Groaning, Julie did the same on the other side. Again nothing.

 

When Julie got to work, her co-worker Charlotte noticed her pale complexion and slimy, chapped pink nostrils. “Snnf, Jules are you okay?”

“Ugh, I’b so sigg”, Julie replied, wiping her nose on the collar of her work blouse.

“We have snnf puppies in today and I snnf think I’m allergic”, Charlotte sniffled.

*Pop* At that moment Julie felt one of her nostrils open up as air suddenly rushed into her nose.

“Oh god, I cad breathe”. *Pop* Her other sinus had opened up. “HASSHHOO!! HASHH!! HASHH!! HUHT-SHOO!!!” Julie sneezed out of the blue, spraying the contents of her nose over half the store. That sneeze had opened her nasal floodgates however and she hastily pulled a paper towel from the unit by the sink, giving her nose a loud wet gurgling blow, moving quickly toa second paper towel after she had soaked through the first. Julie finished off with a loud, wet sniffle.

“Bless you snnf” said Charlotte. “Looks like I’m not the only one with the sniffles”.

 

Five minutes later Julie was selling dog food to an old lady. “Fifteed dollars twedty SNNRRRKK” she said, snuffling wetly against her runny nose. “Heeh-”

“You don’t sound too jolly”, the old lady commented.

“SNRRK I’b- HEEH”, Julie’s breath hitched. “Fi-Hiii-neh-SHOOO!!” She sneezed, accidentally spraying the bewildered old lady as she handed over her change.

That sneeze hadn’t come alone however and she cupped her hands over her face as she ran out the back to the store room. “HESH!! HESH!! HUAAHHCHOO!!! ECHOO!! ITSHOO!! ITCHA!! SHOO!! SHOO!!” She hurried over to the paper towel dispenser when her fit was over and pulled out a stack. Strings of snot attached her streaming nose to wet hands and Julie blew her nose into piece after piece of paper towel.

Once Julie had cleaned herself up, she stuffed the pocket of her work pants with a stack of paper towels and went to go put stock away.

 

Two hours later and Julie had sneezed and blown through all her paper towels. Every five minutes would bring a sneezing fit that would leave her a sniffly mess.

“Heeh-” As her breath started to hitch, Julie reached to her pocket for a paper towel but it was empty. Right, I just used the last one, I’d better go grab some more.

She turned to make her way out the back when all of a sudden she heard an “excuse me” from a customer behind her. “Heeh-” Oh damn, she thought as the customer asked where to find bird cages, I’ll never hold this big tickle in.

She opened her mouth to reply to the customer, then thought better of it, pointed with one hand, putting the other over her gasping mouth and dripping, red nose. “RAARSHOOO!!”

Julie’s sneeze had bent her double. She sank to her knees, turned away and put her other hand over her nose and mouth as well. “HASSHOO!! HASHOO!!” Between sneezes she saw Charlotte walk over, holding out a small, folded pink handkerchief she pulled from her pocket. Julie snatched it hastily. “RAAASHOO!!!” she sneezed into it without even having time to unfold it. “SNNNRRRRKK”, Julie shook open the hanky. “HUUUH-RASHA!! RESH!! RESH!! EHHH- thagk- SHOO!! ECHOO!!”

“Snnff- Go home, Julie” Charlotte said as Julie wadded up the pink cloth and wiped her overflowing nostrils. “You’re too sick to work”.

 

“Wow Julie, you are sick!” her mom said as she saw the state she was in. “Glad to see you had some sense and took a hanky to work even if you have to be too cool at school”.

Julie dropped the handkerchief, which was now just a soggy wet ball, and started rummaging through the glove compartment before finding a small stack of takeout napkins, unfolding one, and blowing her nose into it.

“Ugh, I’b super sick. By dose isd’t stuffed up adybore but its ruddig like a tap od overdrive ad these sdeezes are killig be”.

 

“HUSHOO!! HUSHOO!! HUSHOO!!” Julie sneezed, spraying a mess all over her hands. She had just gotten home and was getting changed. She wiped her hands off on her work shirt and sniffled at her runny nose. SNNRRRKK, ugh by whole head is full of sdot, she thought.

She put on a tshirt and some pajama shorts and went to climb into bed. “HUSHOO!! HUSHOO!! HUSHOO!!” Julie sneezed, quickly grabbing her work shirt off the bed to cover her violent sneezes. “Ugh, I deeda blow by dose”, she said to herself.

Julie went to the bathroom and blew her nose, using up two long strips of toilet paper but still only half getting the job done. This sneezing was exhausting her and she went to back to her room and got into bed. Two minutes later Julie was covering her nose and mouth with her blankets, “HUSHOO!! HUSHOO!! HUSHOO!! SNNNRRRKK”. The snot just never stopped and the sneezing wasn’t exactly helping her contain it inside her nose. SNNNRRRKK, she sniffed. I really cad’t be bothered goig to blow by dose agaid.

“HEEHH- AAHHH- HAASHOOO!!!” Julie sneezed into her blankets. “Yuck”, she mumbled. SNNNRRRKK. Her blankets were starting to get a bit gross. She rolled over and grabbed a plain orange handkerchief from her sock drawer. Unfolding the hanky once she wiped her tender, wet nostrils before opening the hanky up fully and blowing her nose.

“ESHOO!! HESHOO!!” she sneezed, containing the mess inside the orange cloth. SNNNRRRKK. Julie folded the handkerchief over once and blew her nose again. There was nothing she could do to catch all the snot her nose was producing, the sneezing was never ending and her sinuses were starting to get bunged up again. She lay back in bed, allowing her exhausted body to drift off to sleep, sodden orange hanky clutched in one hand, mouth open to breathe, snotty nose running slowly onto her pillow.

 

Julie awoke the next morning to the sound of someone knocking on her bedroom door. She quickly pulled her blankets over her mouth, coughing a few times before sniffling deeply, SNNNRRRRKK, and wiping her nose on a balled up pink and white handkerchief.

“Cobe id”, she grunted. Her throat was sore and her face and pillow were both a little messy from her nose running all night. Her mom walked in.

“I’ve brought you some tissues”, Julie’s mom said, setting down a box of aloe Kleenex on the nightstand.

“Thadks”, Julie replied, keeping the balled up cloth pushed against her nostrils. “I could’ve dode with those las dight”.

Three other well-used handkerchiefs lay on her bed around her. She had spent the night waking up on and off to sneeze, and being reminded each time just how runny her nose had become.

“Poor thing”, her mum said. “You just stay home today and take it easy, you’re clearly not well”.

As her mum walked out, Julie tossed the sodden handkerchief over with the others and grabbing three tissues, blew her nose. A long gurgly blow that filled the tissues rapidly.

 

Julie had spent the majority of that day on the couch with her box of tissues, blowing her nose every 10 minutes. Her nose was running like a tap and no matter how much she blew it, she never quite got it empty. Julie’s dad was still getting over his cold and had developed a barking cough; his violent sneezing fits had subsided, as had Julie’s, and his nose was running less. Still every ten minutes he pulled a crumpled brown handkerchief from his pocket and would blow a thick gurgle of snot into it.

By the end of the day, Julie had gone through almost the entire box of Kleenex but her nose was beginning to run less.

 

The next morning when Julie woke up she was no longer the snotty mess she had been since Friday. She still very much had the sniffles though and had needed to blow her nose three times before heading off to school. Julie felt her box of tissues, there were not many left. She went to her sock drawer, “What the hell, everyode else seebs to freakin use theb”. She grabbed two of her hankies, slipped one into her pocket and the other into her bag before going to school.

[M214186]

This was fabulous loved the contagion 

[Likesn]

I always like your contagion stories.

[william]

well done sexyhankysneeze!!

masterpiece!

always loved your handkerchiefs related stories!

[Matt alacran]

Nice 

 

[macrotwentytwo]

Wow, I didn't even get to the end of this.....!! Your stuff is great

[Anmeroth]

This whole thing was a fantastic read! Hope to see more when you're available

[sexyhankysneeze]

Don't worry there will be more when I'm available 😊