The Sneezing Queen (F - Part 4 Added 19/12/23)

[NoV]

The Sneezing Queen Saga (F)

 

First part of a little series I have planned…

 

‘HAAAAAAAATTTT……..CHOOOOOOOOOO!!!’

 

With a tremendous scream, Queen Eris sneezed, the sound echoing around the throne room. The force of its release made her double over, her hands fluttering wildly and ineffectually in an effort to quell the terrific tickle that had sprang suddenly into her twitchy, aquiline nose. Despite being used to such explosions, the courtiers could not help but stare as she wound up helplessly for another.

 

Her large dark eyes rolled desperately as the itch became utterly beyond her ability to control. Her mouth dropped open, her breath hitching in a most unladylike fashion, nose flaring and tickling. There was simply no stopping it - Queen Eris was building up to yet another of her room-shaking sneezes. The whole court seemingly held their breath as she shuddered and shook on her throne, her long auburn tresses shimmering as she trembled.

 

‘HAAAAAA…. HAAAAAAAAAAA…’

 

Her eyes rolled upwards, and gripping tightly to the gilt armrests at her sides, Eris sneezed mightily; a sneeze that rolled helplessly into a double, a triple! Such was the intensity of the itch.

 

‘HAAAATTCCHHOOOOOO…  CCHHOOOOOOO…..  AAAATTCCHHOOOOOOOO!!!’

 

Out of breath from the cataclysmic paroxysm of sneezes, Eris breathed in hugely, feeling the inrush of air trigger yet another itch that wriggled its way insistently through her sinuses. She felt her cheeks bloom red with embarrassment at this lack of queenly control. 

 

‘My… aaaah…  handkerchief,’ she managed to gasp, beckoning to a nearby page who scurried towards her as if approaching a lit stick of dynamite. He held out a crisp square of folded linen, and then turned on his heel and scampered back out of the firing range. By now the whole room was staring, not that Eris would have noticed. Like an automaton, she was unfolding the handkerchief, her shapely nose twitching as the tickle played its devilish game. Her hitching was audible across the vast soaring space of the throne room, her uncontrollable need to sneeze obvious to all.

 

When Queen Eris needed to sneeze, she either could feel them coming from a long way off, or they came screaming out of her with almost no warning. She had long known that her pollen induced fits would build more slowly, giving her time to retire or clear the court. However, her dust induced sneezes were powerhouses that came rocketing out of nowhere! Somehow, dust must have found its way up her nose. Covering her mouth with the soft, cool folds of the handkerchief, she took a final deep breath and…

 

‘HAAATTTTTTTCCHHOOOOOOOO…   AAAAAHHHHHOOOOOOOO!!!!’

 

…sneezed a cacophonous double that rang through the hall like a church bell. There was a burst of what seemed like confetti that billowed from between her clasped hands. The force of the double had caused the handkerchief to fragment, and be blown into the air with the titanic gust from her desperate expulsion. 

 

‘Clear the court! Clear the court!’ An authoritative voice rang through the stunned silence, people coming to their senses and filing towards the exits. Queen Eris sat upon her throne with a dazed expression, dabbing ineffectually at her nostrils with what remained of her handkerchief, trying to decide whether she needed to sneeze again. It was a new protocol; that after or during one of her sneezy episodes, the court would be cleared. This had followed an incident a month ago, when a visiting foreign dignitary, in presenting Queen Eris with an antique robe, had triggered one of her sudden dust-induced fits. Following a frenzied bout of fifteen sneezes, Eris’s bodice had given way, presenting the visitors with an indecent view of the ample royal bosom. Such indignities should not be borne by one so regal.

 

‘Your highness,’ queried Eris’s head maid Esmerelda, stepping forward cautiously. Six sneezes was fairly modest by the Queen’s usual standard, and there was no telling what may still be in store, building up in Eris’s nose. The last of the courtiers were shuffling out, the throne room suddenly deathly quiet, the silence only broken by the Queen sniffing loudly.

 

‘By the Gods, I think there’s another one in there,’ she muttered, half to herself and half to the little entourage of maids that surrounded her. The maids were all very used to their Queen’s colossal sneezes, and dutifully averted their eyes as the royal nose began to twitch again. Esmerelda took a step back, anxiously casting a glance at the lacing of Eris’ bodice, within which her breasts heaved mightily with each deepening breath she took. They could not afford another accident!

 

‘HHAAA…. HAAAAAAA…  HHHAAAAAAAA…’

 

Esmerelda knew that this sneeze would be larger than the others. The maids were well aware that when not in the public eye, Queen Eris would surrender herself utterly to the sneeze and let them come out with all their violent ear-splitting force. The Queen’s bedroom had borne the brunt of some fits that Esmerelda could hardly believe, as despite their endless dusting, particles of pollen and dander still found their way into the Queen’s sensitive nose.

 

‘She’s really going to blow this time,’ whispered Clarice, one of the newer maids, using the rising tempest of the sneeze to hide this reprimandable remark. The Queen had placed one slender finger beneath her nose, in a fruitless effort to stop it, but the desperate screaming expression on her face betrayed that all was lost. All at once…

 

‘HAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIISSSSHHHHOOOOOOOO!!!’

 

The sneeze roared out, sending the Queen snapping at the waist, her chest colliding heavily with her knees. It shrieked out through the hall as a wave of sound, echoing from the rafters and reverberating through the alcoves. Some of the maids took a step back in shock, the loss of control in their royal highness somehow seeming blasphemous to witness.

 

*

 

Later, in the royal bedchamber, Queen Eris sat propped up on embroidered pillows, nursing her nose with a lace handkerchief. It still seemed red from the explosive fit, but luckily there had been no more sneezes.

 

‘All I want is a handkerchief that can catch my sneezes without turning into lint - is that too much to ask?’

 

Esmerelda murmured something nondescript and turned to light the candles. 

 

‘Surely it can’t be too hard? And there was that ridiculous incident with my bodice - most undignified. Fetch the royal tailor - this instant!’

 

To be continued…

Edited December 19, 2023 by NoV

[poiub]

I feel like the queen's name changed halfway through there

Another incredible NoV chapter though!

[NoV]

28 minutes ago, poiub said:

I feel like the queen's name changed halfway through there

Another incredible NoV chapter though!

🤣 It did indeed! Fixed now 👍

[poiub]

1 minute ago, NoV said:

🤣 It did indeed! Fixed now 👍

Not to worry, to Eris human, after all 🤣

[aridynamic87]

Really interesting premise with this one! I'd love to imagine being there in the presence of this queen with such loud and ginormous sneezes, the poor dear. Another solid starter, NoV! ^^ I love it!

[maddragon]

Wonderful!

[SweaterWeather]

Another masterpiece as always!! ^^

[guy that does things]

cant wait for a second part tbh

[Snakebyte]

Top tier writing as always!

[NoV]

Part 2

 

Swallowing the acute embarrassment and shame he felt, the Herald unrolled the gilt-edged scroll and held it before him with an appropriate level of decorum. He cleared his throat dramatically, his horse shifting uneasily beneath him. The villagers were a sea of pale, upturned faces; their expressions a mixture of trepidation and curiosity. The Herald surveyed them, silently praying that this would not dissolve into utter farce as it had descended to at the last village, his entourage departing to howls of derisive laughter and scorn.

 

He allowed his eyes to drop to the scroll and began to read, mustering what dignity and respect he could after the long ride.

 

‘This is a missive from the Royal Tailor, loyal servant of her majesty Queen Eris. He commands you, under the power vested in him by the queen, to make it known to this visiting Herald the names and whereabouts of the woman with the loudest and most violent sneezes in your village. The village that manages to present a sneezer fitting my exacting specifications will be rewarded handsomely in gold for their service, and the lady in question will be escorted to the royal city where they will be well looked after and can return after they have rendered their desired service.’

 

Already there was some sniggering from the packed crowd, a few disrespectful snorts. The Herald shot a warning glance at what he determined as their source and they silenced. He raised the scroll and continued.

 

‘This party will remain here for exactly one hour. If you have such a lady in mind, please let it be known and conspire to bring her to our presence. If we could trouble you for some water for the horses, a mug of ale of the…’

 

The Herald never got to finish his sentence, because all of a sudden there was a sound like distant thunder, a tremendous rising roar of sound that echoed around the surrounding mountains; the very air reverberating with its force. 

 

‘HAAAA…   HHAAAAA…   HHAAAAAAA…   HHAAAATTTCCHHOOOOOOOO!!!’

 

A colossal sneeze rang through the village; babies breaking into tears, horses whinnying and rearing. Trying to reign in his beast, the Herald cast his sight this way and that, trying to work out where it was coming from. It had been unmistakably a sneeze, but so enormous and so violent that he could not believe it could have come from a mere human. A giant, perhaps? Had the fairytales of his youth come virulently to life in these distant rural realms?

 

When the sound had faded, peace seeping back into the sleepy village, there only rose a dry chuckle. A gray-haired old man, gnarled staff clutched in gnarled fist, came purposefully through the crowd, which parted around him like water until he stood looking up at the Herald with eyes of bleached blue.

 

‘I think we have just the young lady you need,’ he croaked.

 

*

 

Beth placed her hands on her hips and took a big breath through her nose, still sensing the irritating little tickle that had already triggered one of her gigantic, waist-bending sneezes. The alpine pastures, filled with heather and bright flowers under the late summer sun, were alive with pollen, and slowly but surely she felt the growing urge to succumb to another sneeze, each breath making her nose itch with an ever increasing intensity.

 

She pushed back the tresses of her curly red hair that had been thrown from beneath her cap with the ferocity of her last explosion. Her little nose twitched, her round freckled face taking on its usual sneezy expression, her green eyes becoming half-closed, as she tried not to focus on the burning that came from her left nostril. Always the left one, for some unknown reason. She clenched her jaw, her lips curling with the building sensation, although no amount of effort on her part would be able to contain the sneeze when it came barrelling through her small yet voluptuous frame.

 

‘Haaaaaah……   haaaaaaaAAAHHHH…’

 

Through her rapidly growing urge, Beth surveyed the village below her from her vantage on the mountainside. The goats she had been tending were nowhere to be seen, having scattered to the winds following her last sneeze. The quaint houses that made up her home surrounded a square that seemed full of people, a veritable gathering for some unknown reason. Beth’s eyebrows rose quizzically, as her body took in another involuntary series of gasps - her vast bosom rising dramatically with each intake of breath.

 

‘HAAAAAHH…   HHHAAAAAAAAAHHHH…  HAAAH… HAAAAAHH….’ 

 

Oh goodness, this one’s really going to blow the cobwebs away!’ Beth thought to herself, as she readied her stance for one of her mountain-shaking sneezes. This was why she was not allowed into the high pastures during winter, her awesome sneezes would threaten to bring avalanches cascading off the surrounding peaks. Better to have her safely within her house, with a handy pillow within arms reach to somewhat muffle the colossal scream of the sneezes that plagued her winter colds.

 

Out here on the hillside in summer, she did nothing to limit their power. She placed one hand across her belly, the other on her hip and tilted backwards, her mouth open wide in a pre-emptive scream. It was coming, and there was not a thing on Earth that could prevent it.

 

‘HHHAAAAAAAAAAATTTTTTCCCHHHOOOOOOOOOOO!!!’

 

Beth hurtled forwards, bending fully at the waist, the sneeze erupting from her with a vast explosion of sound that sent the grasses swaying, the insects fleeing from her on their tiny wings. She felt the side of her dress rip across her thigh with the unexpected force of her convulsion, her head swimming and woozy from the effort of its release. Like thunder, the sneeze reverberated from the surrounding peaks, rolling down through the valleys, out to where the royal city sprawled decadently over the lower plains.

 

Where, unknown to Beth, her destiny awaited.

 

To be continued…

[Dingle]

this is wonderful! can't wait to see where this goes.

[poiub]

destiny 🤗

[NoV]

Part 3

 

The stuffiness of the carriage was doing nothing to help the incessant tickling inside Beth’s left nostril. No matter how much she frantically massaged her nose, or blew heavily into one of her rapidly reducing store of handkerchiefs, every time she breathed in she felt her features curl, her eyes squinting, with the inescapable urge to sneeze.

 

Her latest furious nose rubbing had drawn the disapproving gaze of Tamsin, the maid who had been unwillingly assigned to accompany her, ostensibly to make sure her needs were met as guest of the royal household, but who seemed mainly to be trying to mask her exasperation at being stuck in such a confined space with a woman whose sneezes could seemingly move mountains.

 

Beth thought back to her departure from her village, and could not shake the feeling that they had not exactly been sorry to see her go. She tried to tell herself that it was the promise of the gold and what that reward could do to improve their stead, but there had not been the heartfelt goodbyes she would have hoped for… 

 

‘Don’t you dare sneeze again,’ snapped Tamsin, pouting her lips in displeasure. While Beth had been daydreaming back to the start of her journey, her face had involuntarily begun to contort itself into her pre-sneeze helplessness. This one had crept up on her and was already too far along for her to be able to sniffle it back. She shook her head, her nostrils flexing as the seed of the sneeze took root and wriggled its way deeper into her nose.

 

‘I..i’m… sooorraaaaaahhh…’ she managed to gasp, the sensation spilling through her. Tamsin turned away in disgust, placing her hands over her ears. In the confined space of the carriage, Beth’s sneezes were cataclysmically loud, and there was precious little she could do to in any way lessen the sheer volume they came out. Helplessly, Beth succumbed to the final throes of the building explosion. Her head rocked backwards, mouth yawning into a silent scream and then…

 

‘YYYAAAAAAAAAATTTTCCCHHOOOOOOOOOOO!!!’

 

…Beth shrieked out one of her gigantic, earth quaking sneezes. So violently did it throw her forward that she slipped from the bench and ended up wrapped up in a confusion of her dress and tousled hair in the footwell, ears ringing and dizzy from the unexpectedly sudden release.

 

‘Well really,’ she heard Tamsin mutter, genuine anger evident in her voice. ‘One more like that and I am not sure I can be held accountable for my actions. This really is beyond the pale, that a ladies maid such as me should be reduced to nurse-maiding such a sneezy mess as you!’

 

Beth struggled back onto the bench, her freckles standing out in her reddening face. She hated it when people talked about her sneezes in such a way, something she just could not control despite her vain efforts to quell them. At that moment she wished beyond anything that she had one of the petite, feminine sneezes that seemed so prized, rather than the rock-shattering explosions she had developed.

 

Just then there was a heavy pounding on the side of the carriage, and the window was lifted up. The Herald had reigned his horse alongside, and clung to their side as his mount’s hooves slid awkwardly in the mud of the road. He thrust his ruddy face in and after appraising Beth’s disarray, focused his attention on Tamsin instead. 

 

‘We’re coming up on the ravine,’ he said. ‘So if she’s going to be suffering from the sneezes in the next hour, it might be best if you get her to wear the er… device.’ He nodded knowingly at the maid. ‘She gives you any trouble, let me know. If she sneezes like that under the loose rock…’ 

 

Allowing Beth to imagine the outcome from sneezing while passing beneath a thousand tonnes of loose rock, he withdrew his head and spurred his horse onwards, pulling ahead of the carriage. At his departure, Tamsin’s expression was changing, from barely concealed anger to one of amused cunning. She reached under her bench and slid a box out between her feet. Beth held her breath, wondering what was soon to be revealed.

 

‘We knew you may be sneezing uncontrollably, and so we took the precaution of making this.’ With a flourish she drew out a small contraption, an oversized clothes peg with velvet pads, which Beth knew instantly she was going to be expected to clip over her nose. Tamsin opened and closed the jaws, a little crocodile's mouth laughing at her. 

 

‘This is going to stop all that pollen from getting up there - we simply can’t have you sneezing in the ravine, it’s far too dangerous.’

 

Without asking for permission, she reached across in the confined space and clipped it tightly onto Beth’s large nose. It squeezed her nostrils together, tightly enough that it was impossible for her to breathe through them, forcing her to open her mouth for air. Her green eyes widened with the odd sensation it gave her. The velvet pads clutched her nose warmly, exerting a curious pressure that the more she focused on, the more it made her… want to … sneeze again!

 

Again the tingling in her left nostril began to blossom, although Beth was determined that she would not let Tamsin see the effect it was having on her. The maid was looking out of the window, satisfied that her efforts had been successful and impending sneezes were averted. Beth could see the rock walls of the ravine starting to rise up around them, the creak of the carriage taking on an echo as the mountain swallowed the road.

 

Beth realised that this was not developing like her normal sneezes. Usually they built fast and furious, tickle building upon tickle until there was nothing she could do but scream them out as quickly as they arrived. This was more like a burn, the sneeze gaining strength incrementally. Her mouth dropped open, her eyes became ever so slightly glazed. And still the sneeze grew.

 

‘Aaaaaaaahhhh…’

 

She just couldn't help it, a sneezy gasp escaped her lips. Tamsin turned from the window. 

 

‘No! Don’t you dare!’ But even Tamsin realised there was very little she could do. 

 

‘Aaaaaaaaaaaahhhh…’

 

A second gasp, more urgent than the first. The sneezy sensation was expanding, an unparalleled tingling that was just not getting the release it desired. Beth felt tears trickle down her cheeks with the urgency of the need. I should have sneezed by now, she thought. This peg is stopping me from actually getting it out - I’ve just got to sneeze soon!

 

‘AAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH…’

 

Another desperate pre-sneeze hitch. Tamsin scrabbled futilely for some new handkerchiefs, some linen, anything that she could use to muffle the impending eruption, but it just would not come! Beth was hitching like crazy, caught in the throws of a build-up that she had never experienced before, the soft yet firm clasp of the peg sending her nose into a paroxysm of sneeziness and yet… she could not release it with the peg in place.

 

‘AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHH…   AAAAAAAAHHHHHH….’

 

*

 

Far away in the royal palace, Queen Eris ineffectually dabbed at her nose, helpless before the sneeze that was growing in her nose. The handkerchief she had been handed by an observant footman was of the latest design, the royal tailor having personally stitched it to be the strongest ever created. She cupped it in her hands, wriggling her nostrils to bring on the sneeze and inwardly cursing the chef that had been so liberal with the pepper on her meal. She could feel the intense peppery scent sending her over the edge and…

 

‘HHAAAATTTTTCCCHHHOOOOOOOO!!!’

 

…she released one of her whoppers right into the silken folds. There was a sharp tearing sound, and the blast of wind and wetness coursed through her fingers. The Queen held up the tattered remains of the handkerchief, eyes glazed with the second sneeze that was fast approaching.

 

‘Get…aaaah… me … AAAAAHH… anotheaaaaaaAAAAAAAAHHHH…’

 

To be continued…

[maddragon]

Encore!

 

[poiub]

👏👏👏

[ShamanBodyan]

Oh, poor queen, her sneeze is so violent it destroys the handkerchiefs she so desperately needs. Perhaps the royal tailor will be able to solve this problem? Or will he be forced to create more and more handkerchiefs for his queen? Looking forward to continuing

[Ashetaca04]

No reason for this to be this good 

[Stormer235]

Good lord the anticipation for mext part is insane now! Cannot wait for that

[Leon]

Would you ever do stories like this that we're messy

[AntheaHolmes]

Amazing story 

[NoV]

Haven't updated this one in a while but finally got around to it. We're back at the palace for this instalment to see what sneezy Queen Eris is up to. Who would have guessed it, sneezing ensues...  

 

Part 4

 

 

Eris felt the sneeze tingling in her nose on the edge of her sleep. She kept her eyes closed, wrapped in the dreamy half-wakening, warm under the heaped furs that kept the winter chill at bay. The tingle intensified, spreading inexorably. Morning sneezes were a fixture of her day, her nose seemingly unable to cope with the spreading haze of pollen that daybreak elicited. 

 

Rolling onto her back, she spread herself like a starfish across the mattress, stretching her back and throwing her arms out wide as the sneezy feeling gained momentum. There was something delicious about these morning fits that she relished. She never felt more awake than after delivering a good-sized fit of her colossal sneezes, and she succumbed to the her pre-sneeze hitches without even attempting to quieten them

 

Her mouth opened involuntarily, her sneezy gasps coming hard.

 

‘aaah….AAAAAHHH…   HAAAAAAHHHH…’

 

Eyes closed and head pressed back into the ornate pillows, Eris heaved in a titanic breath, her whole body tensed in preparation, and then released her enormous sneeze with hurricane force.

She catapulted herself into a sitting position; blankets and furs thrown back in disarray, eyes squeezed shut and mouth opening even wider than before, nostrils vast and flaring.

 

‘HHAAAAAAATTTTTCCCHHOOOOOOOOOOO!!!’

 

The sneeze roared through the bedchamber, the window glass vibrating with the immense sound that rolled against them. Echoes reverberated in the depths of the palace, as one sneeze multiplied into a thousand little imitations, agitating away to nothing. Eris brought her hands up to her nose and gave it a furious rub, vainly trying to convince herself that there were not more lurking within. Sensing a losing battle, she reached out to the bellrope that hung beside her bed and gave a hearty tug. The soft jangling brought Clarice, her newest maid, peeking around the door with trepidation.

 

‘Can I help you ma’am?’ she enquired, her lips pouting in her pale face. Eris had had little dealing with Clarice, for she had only joined her service within the last two weeks. The petite woman, with her raven-black hair and baby-blue eyes, had been drafted as a maid in training, under Esmerelda’s maternal wing. 

 

Eris turned towards the maid, her face contorted into a scowl so as to disguise the sneezy expression that threatened to spill across her features. Despite the tingly feeling that was wiggling its way through her queenly nose, she had a sudden memory from another of her recent sneezing bouts, of Clarice wincing as she had noisily hitched, the young maid convinced she would not be noticed in this indiscretion.

 

‘Come here,’ Eris commanded, trying to maintain a haughty edge of control to her voice. The sneeze within her edged closer to release, becoming more powerful with each passing second.

Clarice stepped into the room, closing the door. Eris pointed wordlessly to the handkerchief that lay upon her bedside table, and the maid strode primly to pick it up, her small high breasts pushing insistently through her maid’s uniform, further annoying Eris, who’s own breasts hung heavy and entangled in the bedsheets, heaving with the growing sneeze within her. 

 

As Clarice held out the handkerchief, Eris felt a growing vindictive streak take hold. How dare she express displeasure at my sneezing. I am the queen of this land, and she is my subject! I’ll show her!

 

And so instead of reaching for the proffered handkerchief, Eris tossed her messy curls back with an imperious shake of the head. ‘I’m going to need you to massage my nose, it's the only way I'm going to stop with these wretched sneezes.’ A flicker of displeasure passed over Clarice’s features, but she hid it masterfully. Slowly, she brought the handkerchief up so that it covered the queen’s nose and began to rub gently, up and down the full length of it. Eris could not help but give out a warning gasp, for just as she knew it was going to, the tickle grew exponentially.

 

‘HHAAAA…AAAAHHHAAAAA…’

 

Clarice faltered in her massaging, as Eris’ eyes fluttered with the growing urge. The queen’s mouth was starting to fall open, her breath becoming deeper and more insistent. 

 

‘Ma’am, I think you’re about to…’ began the young maid, but Eris cut her off with a powerful gasp, the prelude to her second sneeze of the morning.

 

‘AAAHHH….HHHAATTTTTTTCCHHHHOOOOOOOO!!!’

 

She released it full force into the handkerchief, directly into the meager cupped palm that Clarice could offer. The gail-like blast of the sneeze ripped between the maid’s fingers, throwing her hand back away from Eris’ mouth with the sheer elemental power of it. The handkerchief was torn from her grasp and fluttered away across the room. Eris’ nose twinged and flared, threatening to erupt into another sneeze almost immediately. She reared her head back, eyes rolling with the inevitable urge that coursed through her body.

 

‘HAAAA….  HAAAAAAAAA…   HAAAAAAAAAAAAAH…’ she began, surrendering herself utterly to the build-up, thinking of nothing more than clearing her nose of the bothersome pollen or dust that had found its way up there.

 

Suddenly she felt a pressure against the base of her nose, an almost numbing touch that caused the sneeze to lose its energy somewhat and retreat back down into her sinuses. Her large eyes opened, blinking through sneezy tears… to find Clarice holding a forefinger beneath her wildly flexing nostrils. So surprised was she, that the urge to sneeze lessened even further; the shuddering of her bosom slowed as her hitching breaths abated.  

 

‘You’ve got to fight it ma’am!’ whispered Clarice urgently. ‘I can see you don’t want to sneeze that loudly, how embarrassed it makes you to lose control in front of people like you do. Fight it!’

 

Eris could not believe the audacity of the young maid. How dare she be so impudent! But despite the desire to reprimand and chastise the girl, she knew that she was only one well-placed finger away from losing control. The two women locked eyes; one blue and strangely teasing, the other dark and furious, widening as the need to sneeze came creeping back down her long nose. She felt her breath quickening, her chest rising and falling. 

 

‘I’m going to… to… I can’t help…. AAAH… it…’ she whispered, as her head began to involuntarily tilt back. Clarice’s finger followed her nose, keeping up its insistent pressure. The feeling of needing to sneeze but yet being denied it was causing a deep, thrilling sensation to run through Eris’ body; a trembling down her inner thigh, a warmth in her belly.

 

‘Oh no you don’t.’ Clarice increased her pressure against Eris’ nostrils, despite their widening as the sneeze grew. She’s enjoying this, Eris realised, but this revelation meant nothing while she was in the throes of her fit. ‘Think about something else, think about something boring or difficult - you can stop it.’

 

She obviously doesn’t know me at all, thought Eris, who now knew that despite Clarice’s best efforts, the barrages were breaking and the sneeze was mere seconds of release. The young maid had made the mistake of leaning into Eris as her head had tilted backwards and was now in front of her, directly in the path of the hurricane!

 

‘HHHHAAAAAAAAAATTTCCCHHOOOOOO!!  HHAATTCCHHOOOOOOO!!!’

 

A colossal double screamed out of the allergic Eris. The force of the explosion blew Clarice’s finger from her nose, barrelled into her and forced the maid to stumble backwards, her cap and hair in complete disarray. She tripped and sprawled inelegantly on the polished floorboards, her mouth opened in shock. The sneezes rang in both of their ears, the silence suddenly deafening.

 

‘There’s no way you can stop my sneezes,’ Eris sniffed at the maid through the mess of her shaken hair. ‘But I think I might let you try again…’

 

TBC  

[Heven]

This is so delicious!

[ThePokeFan599]

On 12/19/2023 at 10:59 AM, NoV said:

 Her large eyes opened, blinking through sneezy tears… to find Clarice holding a forefinger beneath her wildly flexing nostrils.

‘You’ve got to fight it ma’am!’ whispered Clarice urgently. ‘I can see you don’t want to sneeze that loudly, how embarrassed it makes you to lose control in front of people like you do. Fight it!’

‘Oh no you don’t.’ Clarice increased her pressure against Eris’ nostrils, despite their widening as the sneeze grew.

‘There’s no way you can stop my sneezes,’ Eris sniffed at the maid through the mess of her shaken hair. ‘But I think I might let you try again…’

Oh wow, absolutely loved this part of the story, and now I'm really excited about Part 5. Inducing, maybe Clarice or Esmerelda being asked to holdback their own sneezes.

[Lefty]

Superb as always Nov, loved this latest part! 

[Mysteriousmr]

The holdback part was great! Imagine when the maids have to deal with a sneezy Eris and Beth combo at the same time.