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Part 1 - Two Ladies at Dinner

Colds, contagion, coughs, sickness, all the stuff and a lot of it. Part 1 of probably a lot.

It was a typical Friday night date on a typical winter day. The temps were well below freezing and a harsh wind whipped sleet at intervals.

Carla had met Vanessa through their particular mutual interests and both women, even at the introduction, was very pleased with the result. Carla was a young retail worker in a large department store, ladies lingerie of course. And Vanessa was the head receptionist at the biggest Women's Clinic in the city. Carla was just a wisp of a woman at 5'4" and petite and she found Vanessa, who stood nearly 5'10" and had a full figure, to be both intimidating and arousing.

They had decided on Yanni's, a very quiet place where they could converse, hopefully deeply. Carla arrived first, happy to be out of her heavy winter coat and just in the sweater of red, blue and green and floor length skirt. She sat at the table scrolling mindlessly without any anticipation. But she looked up suddenly feeling a change in the environment.

There was Vanessa, standing tall as the hostess brought her in. Her eyes were alight and there was a flush to her cheeks and nose. She smiled when she saw Carla, calling out her name, then following it with a very knowing sniffle. It sounded necessary. They embraced briefly, Carla allowing Vanessa to engulf her. She smelled of her perfume but also sweetly of sweat. She felt slightly warm as well. The hug ended with Vanessa sniffling and rubbing her nose, while sliding into her seat as Carla did the same with hers. "Sorry I'm late. Kat wanted to go over ten things right at end of day. I finally just told her that my throat was sore and we'd have to talk about it later" Vanessa laughed here, but followed it by clearing her throat and and sniffling again.

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ChatGPT gem

ChatGPT

Given the direct exposure to a feverish and juicy sneeze from Tina, the risk of Elizabeth getting sick is significantly heightened. Respiratory droplets released during a sneeze can contain a higher concentration of infectious agents, increasing the likelihood of transmission if Tina is sick with a contagious illness.

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perfect

Sick Voice Talkie (as promised)

Hey guys, this is the wav I recorded last night and couldn't post due to my phone being rude. My voice is about the same this morning, I've dropped an octave and am croaky, but I'm gonna try to go to work and see what happens. Fortunately, I don't feel too bad at the minute. I'll keep you updated!

Featuring: Some sneezing (not as much as usual, sorry), coughing, a real croaky and wrecked voice, nose blowing, sniffing, some talk about mess, descriptions of the tickle, hitching.

MINORS AND NON-KINK BLOGS DNI

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I caught a cold so why not induce my nose into early retirement xD ?

... Aka my attempt at relieving some congestion and making the most pathetic-sounding wav in the process- enjoy~?

CW :

Sneezing (lmao)

Coughing (several times)

Hoarse voice

Sniffling

Hitching (very vocal, desperate and kinda weird-sounding?)

Whimpering

Inducing with a tissue

Holdbacks

Stuck Sneeze

A Snot Rocket I'm so sorry

Over all cold sounds yeah

Be warned about the last audio file I choked on my own mess so don't listen to the last 30 sec or so if you're squeamish

or not, 😏 if you like gross things "hey~"

It's Day 3 of my cold and I'll definitely wait until my throat recovers before attempting to induce again tbh, I'm honestly surprised I can still talk lmao. God I wish I had someone to comfort me while I'm being disgusting like that xD Anyways, I hope you guys will enjoy those 10 minutes of me torturing my poor nose xD

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Worst Cold In Recent Memory (f, cold)

So, I wrote this fic a while ago (during my super horny peak lol), and I found it today when I looked through some fic folders, polished it up a bit, and decided to post. It has plenty of mess and hints at contagion. 

CW: MESS

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Jenny had the worst cold in recent memory and bad as she felt about abandoning her post, there was no way she’d make it to work today. She had texted her boss to let him know as soon as she woke up to the headachy, snot-dripping reality that was her life right now, and he had called her up. Probably expecting to be able to talk her into ‘sucking it up’, but it only took about ten seconds for him to conclude that yeah, she really was sick, and if she somehow managed to drag herself to work, the only thing she’d accomplish would be to pass her snotty plague on to the rest of the team.

Keep reading

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pretty much this, yes

a sickie succumbing to a nasty midwinter cold, but they still want to make it home from a trip in time for christmas. they sound so bad over the phone that their partner says not to bother and to stay home and rest because it’s a horribly long trip, but theyre determined. they pack their bags and, after a night where their stuffy nose keeps them from sleeping well, they make their way to the economy class flight scheduled for early in the morning.

it’s a 9 hour flight and they feel horrible the whole way. they try to sleep, but they can’t quite get comfortable, and whenever they dose off a little they let out little stuffy snorts and snores from their cold, which they feel terribly self consious about. the pressure makes their sinuses ache and their stuffed up ears pop, their face hurts, and the dry air of the cabin doesn’t help their throat or nose. by the time they land they’re starting to get a wet, chesty cough and chills to go with everything, but they buy another full tissue box and make their way to their connecting flight, only struggling to stay awake during an hour layover.

another four hours there, and again they try to sleep with their lap overflowing with used tissues, but they barely sleep a wink. their nose whistles and snuffles and burbles. their cold is so wet and obvious and severe that other passengers try their best to avoid them. they just can’t get comfortable, and again the take off and landing puts even more pressure on their overfull sinuses and ears. by the time they stagger off the plane they feel like death warmed over, but it’s dark again now, theyre horribly jet lagged, and they need to drive another three hours through the ice and snow home.

they get into their car and immedietely sneeze all over the steering wheel. it’s a relief to not have to hide their disgusting sick nose sounds now that theyre alone, but the chills and aches and coughing and sneezing are miserable at this point. they honestly wonder if they should have stayed at the hotel as their partner wanted them to. between the ice, snowstorm, sneezing, and need for breaks to drink more coffee, the trip takes five hours instead of three, and they struggle to stay awake the whole time.

they shiver as they pull into the driveway and cough as their partner runs out to greet them. “Dodd ged doo glose,” they say as a warning, “Budd berry grisdbas. I bissed you so budge.” they sound disgusting; their partner is happy to see them, but terribly worried. they urge them to shower; by the time they get out, their partner has the humidifier running on high and severe cold and flu medicine set out for them, but it’s also 1am, and the sickie was feeling themselves almost fall asleep in the shower.

“By dose bages gross doises whedd I sleeb righd dow,” they warn with a congested sniffle. their partner reassures them that they don’t care what they sound like; they just want them to rest. between the cold medicine and the humidifer and this reassurance, they fall into a loud, snoring, congested sleep.

the plan was to meet their partner’s family at 8am on christmas morning, but at 6am the sickie is shaken awake and feels utterly horrible– the long, sleepless travel home, coupled with stress and the jetlag, has caused the cold to grow even worse, and they feel absolutely knocked flat on their back even with a generous dose of medicine. their partner takes their temperature; theyre running a fever of 102, and their partner decides the sickie will be spending christmas in bed, both for their own health and to keep from spreading this awful bug around any further. the sickie, propped up in bed to help them breathe, barely awake, is quick to fall back asleep.

their partner visits their family, but only briefly, citing how ill their partner is. when they get home, the sickie is still fast asleep, although it’s uncomfortable and theyre clearly fighting for it– the cold is loud and full of snorts and whistling and wheezing and coughing. they might have been fine if they’d just stayed for a few more days, but a proper trip to the doctor might be in order now…

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a cough that booms from the next room but a voice that won't make it a few inches

a character who lost their voice and the loudest thing about them is their cold symptoms. soft whispering incessantly interrupted by wet coughs, explosive sneezes or congested sniffles. their own voice literally being drowned out by their cold

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Lilly had been sniffling all morning and generally looked rundown and perhaps even a bit shivery. She had prominent circles under her eyes and she seemed to droop as she walked, sniffling persistently at her nose.

She finally withdrew a handkerchief from her bag, folded it over her hand, and gently blew her nose.

Her friend Cassie had watched all of this and had noticed Lilly sniffling since she'd arrived at work that morning.

"You use handkerchiefs?" she asked, as Lilly placed her white hanky back into her bag with another wet sniffle at her nose.

"I use them when I have a cold, yeah" Lilly answered directly, adding another small sniffle.

"Do you have a cold," Cassie asked gently, even sweetly.

Lilly turned slowly, slight embarrassment in her cheeks. And when she spoke her voice was low and she said quickly, "I'm coming down with one"

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Two partners, one with a cold.

They decide to see how many sneezes it takes to pass the cold on.

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Get out of those wet clothes before your cold gets worse

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#both

Which is hotter?

Character saying “I do 𝑵𝑶𝑻 have a cold.” Before turning away to sneeze

Or

Character saying “I have a cold.” Before turning away to sneeze, proving their point.

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bless you

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a sickie right in the middle of the worst day of a cold, congested, nose red, coughing and sneezing, giving you a knowing look and saying low and hoarsely: "I hope you don't catch this off me"

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A sickie that uses the lack of some symptom as justification to do something, only to ironically develop said symptom from the activity.

for example:

On Tuesday morning I suggested that Becky stay home from work. She's been sick and getting worse each day. She woke up completely stopped up and congested with a terrible head cold. She's very defensive and stubborn so at the suggestion she immediately recoiled and said, in her stuffed up voice "it's just a head cold." She continued to explain how it was all "up in here" waving a hand around her face and head and she blew her nose repeatedly that morning. And finally, "it's just a head cold, it's not like I'm coughing like Gemma." And later, just as she was leaving nose bright red, voice stopped up, tired eyes, "it's just a bad head cold. I'll be fine. It's not as bad as Gemma's, she was coughing up a storm yesterday."

Becky came home haggard and blasting a painful, unproductive cough into her tissue clad palm.

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She walked from my right, I could see her comfortably in the side of vision. I was gazing out at the wonderful assortment of people that had come out tonight, despite the winter temps. She took hold of my arm and wrapped hers around it, hugging it to her. Her nose lay against my sleeve and it was already leaving a wet spot on my jacket. She sniffled and I could hear how congested she'd gotten during the evening.

She'd been a little sniffly, I'd noticed when I talked to her just after she'd arrived. I didn't want to say anything, and besides, her nose was just a bit red which made her all the more gorgeous, even if she did look a little tired. I mingled for the first hour or so and I noticed her darting between groups of people. Later on after a few glasses of wine we had a chance to talk over the rough tables that were set up outside. She stood by the outdoor propane heater holding her hands up to the flame, shivering at intervals. She was quite a bit more sniffly and had told me that she wasn't "feeling good."

"Do you need a tissue?" I asked as was now continuously sniffling. Not that I had one to give her. But it seemed like something reasonable to say at a time like this.

Her eyes didn't move for a second as a tiny smile crept over her the sides of her lips. She then looked away suddenly and said "I'll go blow my nose in the ladies room." She then looked back at me slightly, her eyes ringed in perfect black liner in contrast to her white skin. She sniffled again and said lowly "I'm gettin' sick." She ran inside leaving me watching her pull her jacket around her as she walked to the bathroom.

I saw her again about 45 minutes later. She looked like it was 3am only it was only 9pm. Her nose was pink now and she had little balls of toilet paper in her jacket pockets that she took at out regular intervals to put to it. Even across the open rooftop I could hear her absolutely adorable sneeze buildup. (AT-TSCHHHHH!) she sounded across the group, earning a noticeably concerned "ohhhh, bless you" from always empathetic Katie. The group dispersed soon after and there she was just at the corner on my vision on the right.

Except now she was hugging my arm and her nose was making a wet spot on my coat. Her hands were pressed tightly into my muscles, the way she like to feel them, but I could tell she was much weaker than normal. "I don't feel good," she said to me, putting a stompy cadence to her words. I brought my hand up to her cheek. She'd been warm earlier. She was downright hot now.

So that's how I left Friday night early with a gorgeous woman hanging on my arm, just hoping I would put her to bed.

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"yeah, I mind that you're talking and NOT sneezing"

::sideways smirk::

“sorry, I’m really sneezy right now. do you mind?”

“…. not at all.”