Fluttershy vs Chalk Dust

        Fluttershy dashed through the doors of Canterlot high, right as the late bell began to ring. Somehow, she had overslept this morning. It was a big problem because her first period math teacher, Mrs. Barnsworth, hated tardiness. Fluttershy was out of breath by the time she reached the classroom, on the second floor of the school. She opened the door, and Mrs. Barnsworth looked at her.

        "Fluttershy, late today, are we?" She looked down at some papers. "Well, it seems to be your first offense, so I won't report it. Assure that you do not let it happen again."

        "Th-thanks..." Fluttershy said meekly, and went to her seat. Or, she would have went to her seat, but her normal seat at the back of the classroom was taken. She had no choice but to grab the only remaining seat right at the front of the class.

        As Mrs. Barnsworth began scratching out the day's lecture on the chalkboard, Fluttershy remembered why she liked to arrive early to all of her classes and sit in the back. First of all, she hated the idea that all of the people in the back were looking at her. Secondly, she had a slight allergy to chalk dust.

        She reached down into her bag to pull out a tissue. Just then, Mrs. Barnsworth knocked an eraser onto the ground. It landed with a resounding *whump*, and an off-white cloud billowed out of it. Fluttershy was half-absorbed with finding tissues in her bag, and didn't notice until it was too late.

        An intense tickle filled her nostrils, and she brought a finger to the underside of her nose. Where had that pack of tissues gotten to? The tickle grew worse, and she began moving her finger back and forth, rubbing her nostrils. Fluttershy felt her mouth open. Her tongue pushed against the inside of her cheek. Her head began to tilt back. No! She mustn't sneeze now! Not in front of everyone!

        Fluttershy put her bag down and pushed her finger upwards into her nostrils. A large pre-sneeze gasp escaped, and her head pulled back. The sudden motion caused her ample breasts to jiggle. "Huuhhh!"

        Still rubbing her nose, Fluttershy managed to relieve the tickle slightly, and she escaped from the throes of her sneeze. She could feel the sneeze still looming though, threatening to return and embarrass her. Luckily, no one seemed to have noticed her gasping, but they would all surely notice if she sneezed in the middle of class.

        Fluttershy knew she was going to have to sneeze, sooner or later. And it seemed as if it was going to be sooner, not later. Still rubbing her nose, she raised her hand, hoping to get excused to the restroom. Mrs. Barnsworth finished an equation, and began making space on another section of the board. The fresh chalk dust in the air caused Fluttershy's nose to crawl, despite her soothing finger.

        Her eyes blinked rapidly, and her mouth opened again. No, no, no! She was not going to sneeze here! Her breaths began to grow shaky, and her tongue pressed against her cheek. Fluttershy massaged her nose, knowing that if she gasped, she lost. She sat there for what seemed like forever, locked in pre-sneeze limbo, trying desperately to hold on. "Huuuuhuuhuu-HUH!"

        One of her shaky breaths culminated in a small gasp. Fluttershy couldn't hold it any longer. She pinched her nose between her thumb and forefinger, hoping to suppress the sneeze as much as possible. Two more hitching breaths brought her head back until she was practically staring at the ceiling. She went over the edge. "Huhh! Huuhhh! ..."

        Fluttershy's head snapped forwards, and she felt like her brain was about to blow out through her ears. On the bright side, she had managed to keep the sneeze completely silent. However, another sneeze was coming, larger than before. Fluttershy knew she was powerless to resist. She drew a ragged breath. "Huuhhuuhhuhh..."

        The force of the sneeze brought her upper body forwards, until her stomach was on her desk. She had managed to keep the sneeze silent, but her body had telegraphed it pretty strongly. On top of it all, she had a mild headache from stifling. Fluttershy noticed that the sneeze had pushed her hips up against the small slot in the back of her seat, and her skirt had rode up... Oh my! She quickly sat back up and adjusted her short green skirt, blushing deeply.

        Mrs. Barnsworth had finally turned around! Fluttershy's hand shot up. "Yes, Fluttershy? You know the answer to number seven?"

        "ummm.. no.. buh.. buhhut can I huhuh.." Fluttershy brought a finger under her nose, which was not going to be satisfied until she fully released. "Can I please go to the bathroom?"

        A few people in the class chuckled. Fluttershy sank down into her seat. Mrs. Barnsworth looked at her, sternly. "I'm sorry, dear, but you should have gone before class. You had all the time in the world, since you were already late."

        Fluttershy tried her hardest to disappear, as Mrs. Barnsworth called on other students to answer the question on the board. Her nostrils were wiggling and flaring, but her constant rubbing kept her urge to sneeze in check. However, a student finally gave the answer, and Mrs. Barnsworth wrote it out on the board. Fluttershy's nose tickled immensely. Just looking at the chalk scraping across the board was causing her distress. Mrs. Barnsworth reached for an eraser, and Fluttershy knew that she was done for.

        As soon as the eraser touched the board, Fluttershy lost control. Her eyes squeezed shut, and the hand that was fruitlessly rubbing her nose slipped off and began to fan the air in front of her face. Her chest heaved as she drew in air for a sneeze. "Huuhh! Huuhhuh! Hnnnn..."

        As her head rocketed forwards, she caught her nose between her fingers and pinched, almost silencing the sneeze. Fluttershy knew she wasn't going to be able to go on stifling like that forever, especially with her headache growing worse. However, she could feel her mouth opening, and her tongue curling into its usual pre-sneeze position in the side of her cheek. She was helpless against the tickle. "Huuhh! Hnnnnpp!"

        Her chest bounced as her upper body flew forwards. Her hips pressed against the back of the seat again, but thankfully her skirt remained firmly lodged beneath her rump. She now had a splitting headache. She slipped back into her pre-sneeze expression. The sneeze was smashing itself against her barriers, trying to escape. She couldn't let it out, not in class, but she knew that she wasn't going to be able to stifle it fully. The fingers that were pinching her nose began massaging, trying desperately to end the sneeze before she was forced to try and silence it.

        Miraculously, Fluttershy managed to relieve the tickle slightly, bringing her out of her pre-sneeze daze. She saw Mrs. Barnsworth picking up the eraser again, and she squirmed in her seat, trying to figure out what to do next. Fluttershy stood up, and headed for the tissue box in the back of the classroom. She took a few steps, but then she caught a glimpse of the rising sun through the window, and she stopped.

        Fluttershy was paralyzed with the urge to sneeze. Her chest heaved as her breath hitched. She was probably imagining it, but as she listened to the sound of Mrs. Barnsworth erasing, Fluttershy thought she could feel the chalk dust creeping into her nose. She desperately needed to explode, but she pinched her nostrils again, trying to create as little noise as possible. "Huhuuhh! Isshhmmm!"

        "Bless you." Came a voice. Fluttershy didn't know who said it, and she didn't care, but she was embarrassed, and oh heavens, she was going to sneeze again! The first sneeze had caused her to bend halfway down, bringing her head level with her skirt, which was riding up slightly. She had just enough time to adjust it, before... "Huhhuuuhuhh... Issshhhhmmmphh-ooo.."

        Fluttershy bent further down, and her head was now slightly above her kneecaps. The back of her skirt flipped upon itself, and the hem came to rest on her now slightly exposed rear end. Lacy pink panties peeked out. Fluttershy's face flushed with embarrassment, and she raised a hand to fix it. However, before she was able to reach, another sneeze came bursting out, bending her double. "Iiishhhhh-hoooo!"

        Fluttershy's skirt succumbed to gravity, and flipped down so that the back hem was at the small of her back. Her ass was now uncovered, save her undergarments. The pink underwear that she was wearing was from over a year ago, when her butt was a few sizes smaller. So, it stretched across her rear, barely covering it, and looking fit to burst on the sides of her hips.

        "Fluttershy!" Mrs. Barnsworth shouted. "Cover yourself! You are going to see the principal right now, young lady!"

        Fluttershy's face was beet red from embarrassment. She fumbled with her skirt, but it's hard to fix your skirt if you are bent over and have to sneeze. She tried to correct one of those things, and stand up, but the sneeze overwhelmed her. She began hitching wildly, her body rocking. With each exhalation, her head pressed against her lower legs, and her panties strained to contain her full hips.

        "Huhhuhh.. Huhhuuuhh.. Huhh! Huuh! *pop*" One of the seams in Fluttershy's underwear snapped; her butt was too big to fit. "Huuh! *pop* Huhuhh! *pop* Hhuuhhh! *pop*"

         "Huuuuuuh! GIITCHHoooo!" Fluttershy drew in a final gasp, standing halfway up. Then, the massive sneeze pushed her downwards, and she once again bent double. The final seam on her panties broke, and her tremendous rear escaped. Fluttershy's ass was almost entirely flab, and not muscle, so it jiggled as it broke free. The entire class was laughing and staring, and Mrs. Barnsworth looked almost as embarrassed as Fluttershy was.

        Fluttershy screamed as she awoke from the terrible nightmare. She glanced at her alarm clock. 7:56, she was running late. She decided to just skip first period for today.