The Lady Doctor's Sensitive Nose

[kiku]

Part 1

Journal of Jeff Hopsworth (a tall, athletic red-haired journalist in his thirties)

It was a breezy, sunny spring day when I went to get my annual health-check at the hospital.

As usual, I had to wait for a while, and when it was finally my turn, I was immediately mesmerized by the beautiful young lady doctor who called me inside her office: “Hello, Mr. Hopsworth. I’m Dr. Mayflower.”

Long black hair, hazel eyes, slightly tanned skin – and a lovely nose! Medium-sized, with wide, high-arched, sensitive nostrils! When she examined me, I saw clearly that my spicy after- shave irritated her nose. Her gorgeous nostrils twitched and flared to a size that made me very excited. She was very cool and professional, talking to the nurse, but soon her breath started to hitch, and her voice trailed off. She was obviously fighting the urge to sneeze. Oh, such a sensitive nose! I revelled inside.

“So, the next thing wehhh... aghh, excuse mehhh...“ She turned away and raised her arm to her nose. “HehhIIIGGXXSSHguh!... HeehhhIIGGSSHH!“ she sneezed with muffled force into her arm.

“Bless you, doctor!“

“Thahhh... HaaaIIISSHHguh! HennnNNIIISSHHugh! Oh no (sniff)... HunnNGGIISSHH!“

“Bless you again! I hope it’s not my after-shave that’s bothering your nose, doctor?“

Sneezing again, Dr. Mayflower embarrassedly pressed her sleeve to her itchy nose. “It’s not your fault... hhhhh... I’m terribly allergic to all kinds of fragrance... haaIIISSHHguh!... HnnnTTTCCHOOH!... HnnTCHHEAH! ... Oh sorryhhhh... HETTCCHHISSHHah!“

“Here you are, doctor.“ Smiling, the young blond nurse placed a box of tissues in front of her, obviously used to doing this. When my eyes met the nurse’s, and I saw her smile, I immediately knew she was feeling exactly as I did. I wondered how often she got to see her boss sneeze like that...

“Thanks, Lisahhhh...“ Dr. Mayflower gasped, her nostrils flaring widely, and she jerked a handful of tissues to her nose to catch three more sneezes.

“Oh gosh, bless you! I’ll go wash it off. Just a second.“

After I had cleaned myself off the after-shave as much as I could, we finally were able to talk. The black-haired doctor’s nose had calmed down a bit, although her nostrils were still flaring and twitching every minute. I loved their edgy, triangular shape; it looked unique and fascinating.

We talked and talked… She told me I was the last patient for her today, so she could take her time. We ended up talking about anything but medical stuff though! With one exception – she told me about her very bad allergies. “In spring and summer, it’s pollen,” she told me. “And throughout the whole year, it’s mold, dust, perfume, cigarette smoke, incense… you name it.” Her nose twitched slightly as she spoke, and she gave it a quick rub.

I just couldn’t take my eyes off her… And she seemed to enjoy being with me too.

She accompanied me out into the corridor to the elevator where she waited with me. Suddenly, a door across the hall opened, and a strong cloud of a stinging smell wafted into our noses. Somebody called, “Sorry folks! We dropped a container of cleaning fluid!“

Dr. Mayflower’s nose reacted immediately. “Oh Gohhh...“ she gasped while pressing her fingers to her widely flaring nostrils, trying to suppress her urge to sneeze, which naturally didn’t work... She burst into a ferocious sneezing fit, sounding very itchy.

“Bless you, doctor! Shall we go back to your office?“

“HnnnTTTCCHHOOOH! That wouldn’t make a difference... HnnnTTTSSIIISSHHagh! ... Oh no, I’ve run out of tissues (sniff)... ETTTCCHHISSHHah!“

“Wait... I’ve got something even better.“ With a smile, I handed her a soft white hanky.

“Oh, Mr. Hopsworth, I cahh... hahhh...“ Pressing her fingers to her nose that was red and swollen from all the sneezing, she tried to politely protest.

“Yes, you can. Please keep it. You’re sneezing badly. This will be nice and soft on your poor nose.“

She kept sneezing into the hanky, wiping and rubbing her nose, blowing her nose which was still very irritated. She kept rubbing and pinching it, trying to stop sneezing. Oh, how much I wanted to reach out and rub her nose, pressing gently against those sneezy nostrils to help her against the persistent tickle!...

Reluctantly, we finally had to say goodbye. I gathered all my courage and asked her if I could take her out to dinner the next evening. My heart skipped a beat when she actually said yes!

So I went back the next day to pick her up after work, my heart throbbing as I arrived in the hospital’s entrance hall much too early. What would I do if she had changed her mind?... Just at that moment, a certain sound reached my ears: “HaagggGHUSSSSHHHuh!... HuukkkIISSHHah!“ A woman had sneezed forcefully. That voice... could it be... I hurried into the direction from where I had heard the sneezing.

And there she was: Standing in front of the information board, tilting her head back to read something, holding a wad of tissues to her nose.

Hurrying up to her, I saw her face contort and her nostrils flare widely: “Heh… heeIISSHHEW!... HeggGGHHISSHH!... EEESSSHHOOH!"

“Bless you, Dr. Mayflower! Good to see you!“

“Ohhh... Mr. Hopsworth! Good to see you too!“ She smiled while wiping her reddened nose with the tissues. She was wearing a stunning purple dress which accentuated her slim, but feminine body beautifully.

“Are you all right?” I asked, feeling hotter by the minute (in more than one sense).

“Yes, I’m fine.” She gave a light sniff, her nose was twitching. She pressed her finger against it. “I’m just afraid my allergy pills aren’t workinghhhh… hunnGGHHUUSSHHuh!”

“Oh, bless you again. Today it’s your hayfever, right?”

The dark-haired doctor nodded while blowing her nose. “Ragweed. And I don’t know what else is blooming right now. My nose is itching like crazyhhh… And I just had to attend an important meeting whehhh… where I had to hold back my sneezingghhh…” Her face contorted as she buried her nose in the tissues. “Now I caahhh… can’t hold back anymohhhh… hunnNGGIISSHH!... HunnNEESSHHHagh!... HuuyIIISSSHHuuh!... HuuuIIIISSHEW!“

“Ooooohh, that sounds bad.“ I noticed her sneezing was rather unrestrained now, breaking free from having been held back so long.

“HiiiYYYIIISSSHHHagh!... AaaAAASSSHHHOOHH!”

“Bless you, bless you! – Shall we go then?” Very cautiously, I laid my arm around her shoulder, and she gave me a slightly grimaced smile through the tissues.

In the Spanish restaurant around the corner of the hospital, we enjoyed our being together, and quickly started calling each other by our first names. Every couple of minutes, Lucilla had to sneeze two or three times, blew her nose, and was at peace for another few minutes. Whenever she sneezed, there was somebody around saying, “Bless you, Dr. Mayflower!“

“People really seem to know you well around here, Lucilla!“

“Oh, yes...“ With a light sniffle, Lucilla rubbed her itchy nose. “I’m sure I’ll be famous one day – if it’s not for my scientific work, it’ll be for my sneeziness.“ Her nostrils flared even wider, and she pinched them shut as her face contorted.

“Ooooohhh, your nose is tickling, hmmmm?”

Eyes squinting, she nodded. “Yes, my allergies are bad todayhhh…” Just at that moment, her mobile phone rang. “Excuse me!... Oh, hi, honey... yeah... yeah *sniffle*... No, I won’t forget... Will you be there too?... No, I was just thinking... you know, we could… HaaaGHTTCHHHgguh!... Excuse me... *sniffle* I thought we could maybe spend some time together... aghhh...“ Her face contorted again, and she pressed her fingers to her flaring nostrils, desperately fighting her urge to sneeze. “Okay... talk to you later then... Bye!“ After hanging up, she hastily grabbed a fresh wad of tissues. “Hhheeghh…HegGHIISSCHHHUUH!... IiiihhIIRRSSCCHHah!... IiiiiIISSSSHHIIHHhaah!… Haahhh… haaahhAAAAASSCHKHHH!“ she sneezed into the tissues.

“Bless you, Lucilla!“

“Thangks...“ She blew her nose. “That was my boyfriendhhh... hhIIISSHHIIEHHH!“

Her boyfriend. Of course she had a boyfriend. What was I thinking?...

“Is... uhm... is he a doctor too?“

“Yes, he’s an internal specialist like me.” She pressed the tissue wad to her twitchy nose. “He’s busy all the time, even when he’s not wohhh… haaaEESSSHHHEEW!... not working.” She dabbed the tissue wad to her quivering nostrils. “So he doesn’t mind at all when I go out to have dinner with friends. I won’t see him again before Saturday night – we have to go to that fundraising reception… Oh!” Her hazel eyes lit up, and her sneezy face seemed to relax a bit. “Didn’t you say you’re going there too to write an article about it?”

“Yes. Exactly.” I felt a big grin spread across my face as I thought about it. I hadn’t been sure if she would actually be there, but now I knew, and my heart started throbbing again. That boyfriend, though, was a fly in the ointment. Oh well… At least I would see her again!

When we left, I told her how much I was looking forward to seeing her again. She told me she felt the same, and we parted. I waved as she got into her car, she waved back, and after one last forceful sneeze, she drove off.

[Femilloween77]

Delightful writing ! Thank you for posting ❤️ 

 

[kiku]

Thank you so much, @Femiline77 ! ❤️

[Darkjolteon]

Dr. Mayflower is the greatest. I feel I can relate to her, being allergic to almost everything. 

 

[JohnnyOxn]

Absolutely astounding! The way you wrote the sneezes is incredible, and the amount of detail you put into the world surrounding both Lucille and Jeff is 10/10. Can’t wait to see more from you!

[kiku]

@Darkjolteon and @JohnnyOxn , thank you so much! ❤️ I'll post more parts later!

BTW, I only just noticed I forgot to put in a few sentences where Jeff and Lucilla got on first name terms. Jeff is politely addressing her as "Dr. Mayflower", and in the next sentence she's already Lucilla to him. *groan* 😒 I like taking care of details like that, so I'll watch out for that from now on.

Again, thanks to you 2 for reading and commenting, see you later! 😊

[Mimaneneko]

Out of curiosity are you the same kiku from the red forum?

[kiku]

@Mimaneneko Yes, I am. 😊 🫶

[Mimaneneko]

Thought so! Writing styles seemed awfully similar

[kiku]

Part 2

Jeff’s journal continues

At the reception, I was sitting at the same table as Lucilla and her boyfriend, Dr. Mark Lowland. Lucilla was wearing a stunning, very sexy outfit: The coral red dress showed a lot of her beautiful decollete, the thin fabric enveloped her well-rounded breasts, presenting them very nicely. We talked and laughed, when Lucilla suddenly turned aside: “NnntTCHEEGH!“ she sneezed half-stifled into a wad of tissues.

“Bless you!“ Mark and I said in unison.

Before Lucilla could thank us, she sneezed another three times into her tissues, clamming her fingers to her nose to stifle the force of the nasal explosions, but she couldn’t make her sneezing silent – there was still a snorting sound coming out.

“Gosh, are you having one of your sneeze attacks?“ Mark said, annoyed. “Didn’t you take your allergy pills?“

“I did, but they just don’t seem to work tonight,“ Lucilla said, wiping and rubbing her nose. “It’s ragweed season. That’s always driving my nose crazy.“ She sniffled wetly, looking embarrassed. “Excuse be, I’ll go and blow mby nose thoroughlyhhh...“

From her expression, I could tell she was going to sneeze again any second, but she hurried away, tissues pressed to her nose.

“Geez!“ I smiled. “Poor Lucilla! Her nose is really giving her a hard time. Those allergies are really bad indeed...“

Mark groaned, rolling his eyes. “I know it’s not her fault, but those allergies of hers are really annoying. Not only to her, but also to me. Her nose is always tickling for some reason. We go for a walk in the park, she starts sneezing immediately from the grass and blooming trees. I do what any decent guy does and buy her some pretty flowers, and she goes into a sneezing fit! We go to a concert, and all the perfume and powder in the air makes her nose tickle, and she has one sneeze attack after the other – when you’re supposed to be quiet! I mean, she tries her best to be quiet, I know that, but she just can’t sneeze really quietly!” He sighed with irritation. “And whenever she stays at my place, every damn morning, she wakes up sneezing. I always try to keep my place clean, but there’s always some dust getting up her nose! And when it’s not the dust, it’s the pollen from the trees around the house!”

I could see Mark was already a bit tipsy, as his face had turned slightly red, and he kept talking without restraint. “You know, Jeff… Lucilla is a damn hot woman. Sometimes I think I’m a lucky guy. But that sneezy nose of hers is a pain in the ass, trust me. She sneezes in the worst situations possible. It’s frigging difficult to… uuhhh… do certain things… as lovers… well, you know what I mean!”

I was beginning to feel angry.

Lucilla came back, dabbing a fresh handful of tissues to her nose that was red and swollen.

“Sorry, I know I look awful... I had a massive sneezing fit that just wouldn’t end.“ Her long black hair hung a bit messily over her shoulders and her cleavage, and her hazel eyes were a bit teary.

“Are you okay, Lucilla?“ I asked, while Mark just glared at her.

“Oh, I’m okay, thanks. It’s just... my nose. It’s tickling again... agh...“ She scrubbed at her nose, pressing against it as her nostrils twitched and flared.

“Well, baby, I’m off now. See you tomorrow.“ Mark casually blew her a kiss, then was gone.

“Mark? Wait!... Weehhh... hiihIIISSHHuhh!... We haven’t… HunnNNEESSHHOOGH!... Aghh...” Pinching her nose, she fumbled more tissues out of her purse. “Jeff... did he say anything to you?“ She pressed the tissues to her reddenend, twitching nose again.

“Well... no... I mean... not exactly...“ I lied.

Sneezing again, Lucilla stared at the ground. “It’s okay *sniff*. I know why he left. He doesn’t want to be in bed with a woman who keeps sneezing all the time.“

“Oh, Lucilla… I wouldn’t mind at all!“ It had slipped out of me before I could control what I said. “Uuhh… sorry… I didn’t mean to…”

She gave me a sweet smile, rubbing her nose. “You’re different, Jeff. I can feel it. You’re different from any man I know. And certainly different from Mark.” Her expression turned grim as she stared in the direction of where he had dashed off to. “I know he’s having affairs,” she mumbled. “I was always suffering silently, afraid of losing him... But now I just don’t care anymore!“

“He doesn’t deserve you, Lucilla!” I softly laid my arm around her. She snuggled close to me, but suddenly her nose scrunched up again, her nostrils flared, and she sneezed, turning aside: “HaaaaEEESSHHOOhagh! Haaahh... haaaaAASSHHOO!... HehESSSHHHOOOhah!... HeYYIIISSHHEW!... HunnNGGIISSHH!... NNEEEESSHHHagh!... Huuhh... huyISSSHHHagh!“

“Bless you seven times!” I breathed, pulling her closer.

Pressing the tissues to her quivering nose, she looked up at me. “Oh, Jeff... Sorry I’m sneezing like that... huhhhh...“ Her face contorted again, and her nostrils flared widely.

I couldn’t help it – I just had to react! Cautiously, I reached out and laid my finger under her nose, pressing gently up against her flaring, quivering nostrils. “Does that feel good?“ I asked gently, with a pounding heart.

“Aghhhh...“ she exhaled as the sneeze was stopped by my touch, wiggling her nose against my finger. “Thangks... eghhhh...“

“I can see your nose is still tickling!“ I gently laid my fingers around her nose and started rubbing it.

“Ohhh Jeff... this feels so good...“

I noticed people were staring at us, whispering and giggling, but I didn’t care, and Lucilla had closed her eyes, tilting her head back to enjoy the nose massage I was giving her, and I had a full view of her incredible, sensitive nostrils. They were flaring with itchiness, and again I was amazed by their enormous size and their unique, triangular shape. My fingers rubbed in small, soothing circles across those nostrils and all over her reddened, twitchy nose, gently pinching and squeezing it. I was mesmerized… I had never before done this to any woman I dated! But then, I had never met a woman *that* sneezy before!

“Aghhhh…” Lucilla exhaled shakily, wiggling her reddened nose against my massaging fingers. “You’re sooohh… so wonderful, Jeff!”

“You’re wonderful, Lucilla. I… I’m crazy about you!”

“HehhIIIISSSHHHEEW!... Oh no, sorry… I sneezed on your finger…”

“Bless you, and don’t worry!” I remembered I still had a fresh hanky in my pocket, and pulled it out to wipe my sneezy lady’s nose.

“Thanks… hyahh!!” Her nostrils flared abruptly, and seeing that she was going to erupt into another sneeze bout, I cupped the hanky to her allergic nose. “Let it out, beautiful!” I breathed. “No more holding back!”

“HehEEESSHHHEEWW!... HaaaaaEEESSSHHHOOH!... HeeeeAAASSSHHHOOO!... HaaaYYYEEESSHHOOagh!... Aahh… heaghh… HaaAASSHHOO!... HiiihhIIRRSSCCHHah!… HiiiYYYIIISSSHHHagh!... AaaAAASSSHHHOOHH!... IiiiiIISSSSHHIIHHhaah!… Haahhh… haaahhAAAAASSCHKHHH!”

She burst into a ferocious fit of sneezes which I all caught in my hanky. In between sneezes, I wiped her nose, rubbed it, and blessed her again and again. When finally her sneezing eased off, she looked at me with great affection, and raised her hand to touch my cheek. “Jeff… I’m crazy about you too!”

[NoV]

Wow, she is incredibly sneezy isn't she - and of course her name is 'Mayflower'  I have enjoyed reading these two instalments - you manage to get plenty of sneezing in here yet still with a compelling narrative. Would love to read more    

[kiku]

@NoV , thank you so much! 😊 It's kind of a challenge to get loads of sneezes into a story while still get some sort of plot and character building into it. 😉 But I like the challenge, and I have a lot of fun with it.

[kiku]

Part 3

Today, let’s check out Dr. Lucilla Mayflower’s very sensitive nose from the POV of some nurses who work with her at the hospital. Not everybody likes her – there are some nurses who love and admire her, and others who think she’s bitchy and arrogant. They spout off about their sneezy boss in their blogs:

🌸 Lisa’s Blog 🌸

I’ve always had a thing for sneezing. Maybe that was even part of my choice of my profession as a nurse, but I’ve never been with patients who sneeze much. It’s more serious stuff I have to deal with, usually.

But last year I started working for this really sneezy lady doctor. She’s allergic to just everything – pollen, dust, mold, perfumes, cigarette smoke, you name it.

She’s a really classy lady in her thirties – slim, elegant, black hair, hazel eyes. And her nose is incredibly exciting! It’s medium size, but her nostrils!... They are rather wide to begin with, but whenever they’re irritated – and they are practically irritated all the damn time – they flare to at least double size! Her face contorts, those nostrils flare and twitch, and then she sneezes her fierce, snorting sneezes, again and again and again.

Her sneezing is just incredible – I’ve never heard a woman sneeze that violently! Her sneezes sound like, “HehEEESSHHHEEWW!... HaaaaaEEESSSHHHOOH!... HeeeeAAARRRSSSHHHOOO!” and so on and so on…

She’s embarrassed about her sneezing being so loud and forceful, but there’s nothing she can do about it. Stifling her sneezes would cause her head to explode, she’s well aware of that, so all she can do is muffle her sneezes with loads of tissues. Even muffled, her sneezes still sound like, “HeegGGIIISSHHAAGH!... HennNNEEESSSHHHuugh!... HaaggEESSHHOOagh!”

Quite often, she forgets to put tissue boxes in all the rooms she works in, so I keep running after her with tissues when I hear her having one of her sneezing fits. She always thanks me in between sneezes, then hastily grabs a handful of tissues to sneeze and blow her itchy nose into them.

One day when we had a lot of free time, I asked her about her allergies, pretending to be interested in them for professional reasons, and she explained it all to me very kindly. She described to me how all those allergens irritate her nasal passages, and her sensitive nasal membranes... Her nose was so red while we talked, because she had already sneezed so much that day.

Dr. Mayflower has a new boyfriend. That guy seems to be quite nice. Not a creep like the other one who sometimes came to pick her up after work. The new guy is named Jeff, he’s a journalist, quite good looking. He came here as a patient. Oooohhh, Dr. Mayflower was sooo allergic to his after-shave! She struggled so hard not to sneeze in front of him, but of course, she couldn’t hold it back! J I had to bring her tissues – as usual. She kept sneezing throughout the health check, and the way he looked at her, wooohooo... I know exactly how he felt!

💉 Jenna’s Blog 💉

I’m working for this really bitchy doctor. She thinks she’s something better than us, the nurses who do all the work for her while she’s sashaying around in her white coat. Uugghhhh!

She’s keeping her nose high up in the air – and that nose of hers is causing her trouble, hah!! Her allergies are giving her a hard time throughout the year. Now, in spring, my bitchy boss has full-blown hayfever. She’s having sneezing fits all the time; her nose is red and twitchy, her constantly flaring nostrils never seem to rest. Oh, how everybody else is fawning around her. “Oooooohhh, bless you, Dr. Mayflower!... Aaaawww, Dr. Mayflower, are you okay?? Your allergies are so bad... Ooooohhh, Dr. Mayflower, you’re sneezing badly! Have you tried (*insert any kind of over-the-counter allergy drug)...? Oh, it doesn’t help? How about a nasal spray?... Oh, it only tickles your nose and makes you sneeze even more?... Ohhhhhh, BLESS you!!... Bless you, Dr. Mayflower!... Bless you again!...  Geeeeezzz, BLESS YOU!!“

Actually, her boyfriend – his name is Jeff - is such a nice guy. I wonder how she got such a great man. And I wonder what he sees in her! He’s absolutely devoted to her... Yesterday, I spied on them. She was taking a break, and they were in her office relaxing on the sofa. (Yeah, she’s got a sofa in her office!!) The scent of freshly cut grass was just hanging in the air all around, and Dr. Mayflower was sneezing incessantly while sitting beside her man. Snorting, tickly sneezes burst out of her nose into the tissues wads she was holding: “HeeeeEEESSSHHEW!... HinnNNEESSHHah!... HeeWWWIISSHHugh!... HuuIIISSHHHHugh!...HooooWWIISSHHHagh!“

“Bless you, Lucilla!“ He tenderly pulled his sneezing lady closer. “Your allergies are bad today, hmm!“

“The graahh... graasss-hhhh...“ She tried to say more, but the next sneeze burst out of her nose, followed by another one, and another one, another one...

“Poor baby!“ He – I can’t believe it! – placed his fingers over her sneezy nose, and started rubbing it! Gasping shakily, Dr. Mayflower wiggled her itchy nose, pressing it to her lover’s fingers to get some relief from her relentless urge to sneeze. Her nostrils were flaring widely and edgily, and he gently, but firmly rubbed them in a circular motion.

“Aaaahhh... yes, please rub my nosehhh...“ she moaned, her face contorted, “It’s tickling so much..huhhh... hegGHIISSHHaagh!... HenDDDSSHHah!... HunNNDDDSSSSHHHHah!“ she sneezed snortingly against his fingers that were rubbing her nose.

“Bless you, darling.“ He skilfully massaged her irritated nose, pinching it, pressing it, stroking it with gentle, but strong movements. Obviously he was used to doing this, and used to her sneezing on his fingers as he massaged her nose. Dr. Mayflower – of course – felt embarrassed by her uncontrollable sneezing on her lover’s hand, trying to apologize between sneezes, but he just smiled and said it was okay.

I wonder if he ever gets tired of her endless sneezing?

[AntheaHolmes]

Oh my goodness. This is so good! Poor Lucilla and bravo Jeff!!!

[starpollen]

Wow. I definitely would love more of Jeff’s journal entries! 🤩 Thanks for this!

[kiku]

@AntheaHolmes Thank you so much! ❤️

@starpollen You're very welcome, and thank you too! ❤️Actually I've got one more of Jeff's journal entries, but that's... well... not suitable for this section. I'll have to wait until I'm able to post in the 18+ forum. 😎 

[maddragon]

Awesome! Perfectly written!

[kiku]

@maddragon Thanks again! I'm very happy you like my stories. I hugely appreciate any feedback. 😊

[kiku]

Part 4:

“Heh---heeeEEESSHHHEEEW!” Dr. Lucilla Mayflower sneezed into her surgical mask.

The health check was over, the patient had left the room, and Lucilla was cleaning the examination couch with disinfecting wipes. She scrunched up her nose as the piercing stench of the disinfection fluid hit her sensitive nasal membranes again. “Eghhh…” Wiggling her nose, she hurried to finish her work, but was interrupted by another fierce, itchy sneeze that was immediately followed by another one, and another one… “HeeeIIISSSHHOOH!... EEESSHHOOOHH!... HeeyyYYEESSHHaagh!”

Sniffling wetly, she took off the mask that had become totally useless now, as drenched as it was. Searching around for tissues, she roughly wiped her nose with the mask before throwing it away. “HaaaAAASSSHHH!” The next sneeze took her by surprise, so she impulsively caught it in her latex-gloved hand.
Bad idea.

“HaaaIIISSSHHHOOOH!” she sneezed into her elbow this time, then pressed her itchy nose into the smooth fabric of her white lab coat. Too late – once her nose had reached this stage of itchiness, there was no way to calm it. “HaaaIIISSHHguh!” She tried to muffle the sound of her forceful sneezing in her sleeve. Oh, why did I catch that sneeze in my hand when I had just wiped down the examination couch with those disinfecting wipes… “HennnNNIIISSHHugh!” I’m so allergic to them… “HaaaaAAAAASSCHKHHH!“ Sniffling, she searched the room again for some tissues. “Haaahhh… haaaahhh… haaaahhh…” she gasped, feeling her nostrils flare widely. There, at last…! She hastily grabbed a handful of tissues, just in time to sneeze violently into them: “HaaaEEESSHHOOagh!... HaaAASSHHOO!... HiiihhIIRRSSCCHHah!” She blew her nose, then sneezed again.

“Bless you, Dr. Mayflower!” Nurse Lisa smiled broadly when her boss came out of the examination room, entering her office. “Oh… you disinfected the room? But that’s my job, doctor!” In a gently chiding tone, the young nurse offered a box of tissues to Lucilla who was sneezing into her sleeve again. “Bless you!... You really should let me do that – I know how allergic you are to the smell of that stuff.”

“Thanks, Lisa… *sniff* I’ve been okay all last week… but today, my allergy meds just don’t seem to wohh… workhh… hunnNEESSHHHagh!”

“Dr. Mayflower?” Nurse Jenna’s head popped in. “The next patient, Mrs. Bailey is here.”

“Thanks, Jenna. I’ll be ready in five minutes.” Sneezing again, Lucilla hurried to the ladies’ room, giving her nose a fierce blow.

The two nurses stared after her – Lisa with a dreamy smile on her face, sighing softly, while Jenna’s lips curved in a mischievous grin. She had heard all she needed.

Later in the afternoon, Lucilla entered her own private locker room with a happy smile, looking forward to meeting her lover, Jeff. Whistling a cheerful melody, she was so absorbed in getting out of her working outfit and changing back into her elegant red dress she didn’t hear the hissing sound of a spray bottle emptying its contents all over the small room. Neither did she hear the metallic sound of a key being turned. All she sensed was a sudden stinging smell, followed by a forceful, blasting sneeze. “Ughhh… *sniff*…” Rubbing her itchy nose, she searched her locker, then her pockets for tissues. Usually, she had a supply of tissues in every room at her workplace since she always needed them – even now, in late autumn, when pollen were getting less. There always seemed to be something in the air, outside or inside, that made her sneeze. But today… nothing!

“HehESSSHHHOOO!” Lucilla sneezed into the shirt she had just taken off, cursing herself for having been that careless. Since she was feeling a bit chilly in her underwear, she reached for her dress. “HeyYYIIISSHHEW! IiiiiIISSSSHHIIHHhaah! Hegh… heehhh… heeeeAAARRSSSHHHOOO!” Sniffling and rubbing her nose, she realized what the smell was. The disinfection fluid! The stuff those wipes were drenched in! Oh no… Why had it been sprayed in here?

Sneezing again and again, she hurried to get dressed, then tried to open the door.

It was locked!

“Hhheeghh…HegGHIISSCHHHUUH!... Hello?!” Her fists were hammering against the door. “Hello! Please! AnybodyyIIISSSHHHOOH!... I’m trapped in heeeeAAASSSHHHOOOH!”

It seemed like ages until the door finally opened. Lisa’s worried face appeared in front of her. “Doc, are you okay?”

Sneezing again while pressing her fingers to her nose, Lucilla nodded. “I’b okay, but sobebody locked be id herehhh…hhnnnTTTCCHOOH!”

“I know!” Lisa held up a screwdriver. “Luckily, I was able to open the door with this thing. I wonder who did that!”

Pinching her nose, Lucilla said gloomily, “I know only one person here who hates me enough to do something like that. I’ll have to talk to her… hegh…hennTCHHEAH! ... Agh, do you have a tissuehhh... haaTTCCHHISSHHah!“

Before Lisa could react, a familiar, well-loved voice sounded from round the corner. “Bless you, honey! I’ve got everything here for you!”

“Jeff…haaaaaEEESSSHHHOOH!” The pleasant surprise had made Lucilla forget all about trying to stifle her violent sneezes.

Smiling, Lisa said hello to the handsome journalist, then discreetly left the couple alone.

Giving her lover a passionate, sneezy kiss, Lucilla told him what had happened.

“Gosh, how nasty of that woman!” Jeff frowned, but at the same time couldn’t hide his excitement when he looked at his lady’s face. “Your poor nose! It’s so red, and… wow… it looks so itchy!” Tenderly, he stroked her twitchy nose. “Does that help, honey?”

Wiggling her nose against his finger, she nodded as her breath hitched. “It feehh… feels good… but I haaahhh…” Her wide, edgy nostrils flared to their enormous, unique size Jeff loved so much.

“I’ve got you, darling!” Pressing one finger under her widened, quivering nostrils, he pulled a fresh white hanky out of his pocket, and brought it up to his love’s nose.

The second she felt the soft fabric on her terribly irritated nose and Jeff’s finger releasing its soothing pressure, Lucilla burst into a bout of violent, snorting sneezes. Hugging her with one arm while his other hand kept the hanky to her nose, Jeff led his sneezy girlfriend gently towards the exit, looking forward to another night of passion…

[AntheaHolmes]

Oh my...this chapter was excellent. So detailled and we'll written. Excited for more. 

[starpollen]

Love this.  very nice!

[kiku]

@AntheaHolmes and @starpollen , thank you both so much! ❤️

[Chanel_no5]

Cute story. 😊 I love the sneeze spellings!

12 hours ago, kiku said:

“Heh---heeeEEESSHHHEEEW!” Dr. Lucilla Mayflower sneezed into her surgical mask.

 

The health check was over, the patient had left the room, and Lucilla was cleaning the examination couch with disinfecting wipes. She scrunched up her nose as the piercing stench of the disinfection fluid hit her sensitive nasal membranes again. “Eghhh…” Wiggling her nose, she hurried to finish her work, but was interrupted by another fierce, itchy sneeze that was immediately followed by another one, and another one… “HeeeIIISSSHHOOH!... EEESSHHOOOHH!... HeeyyYYEESSHHaagh!”

Sniffling wetly, she took off the mask that had become totally useless now, as drenched as it was. Searching around for tissues, she roughly wiped her nose with the mask before throwing it away.

Oh man, I certainly enjoy the imagery of a hot doctor sneezing into a mask (in fictional settings... lol in real life it would make me way too unsettled  ) I've written doctor characters doing it on several occasions, but I never even considered how that insanely strong smell of disinfection fluids could be a sneeze trigger, great thinking! 😷

 

 

[maddragon]

Just keeps getting better and better!

 

[kiku]

6 hours ago, Chanel_no5 said:

I've written doctor characters doing it on several occasions, but I never even considered how that insanely strong smell of disinfection fluids could be a sneeze trigger, great thinking! 😷

Thank you for your wonderful feedback, @Chanel_no5 ! ❤️
Actually, I got the idea of the disinfection fluid as a sneeze trigger after a friend had told me about a similar reaction she had. And voilà - a story idea was born. 😷 😉

@maddragon , thank you too! 👍