Self Obs
WARNING: Recreational drug use, self-referential horniness / sensory description, self...fanfic? Is that a thing?? I wrote this while I was high lmao
approx. 900 words
Okay, so... I took a couple edibles and got REALLY high a couple weeks back. I ended up inducing and then wrote self obs while I was still inebriated 😅 It’s stupidly indulgent and embarrassing but I’ll share it here in case anybody is into it 😂 Thanks for reading if you choose to!
I’ll start by stating that I have a reliably stubborn nose. Probably with its own ego somehow, because any cold I catch or any allergy I encounter it does NOT want to sneeze. I get about (1) sneeze a week as a treat but that’s it. And when I induce? Ha HA, yeah right. My nose wises up after like three hard-won sneezes, five if I’m lucky. So when I choose to induce, it’s both a commitment and a declaration of war.
Now, I had just finished showering, had gotten into my comfy clothes, and was listening to music. And I thought to myself, “oh man you know what would feel amazing right now?? SNEEZING.” I don’t often get to induce because my roommate is usually home and I’m worried he’ll hear. But I was high and didn't care, so I jumped up and grabbed a tissue. I twisted up a corner, navigated it to the most sensitive area inside my left nostril, and went to town.
The tickle formed almost immediately. I could feel it like a sparkle of sensation, growing stronger when I breathed, making my nostrils slowly flare. My expression began to weaken, my lips parting, eyes closing, eyebrows rising. The sneeze threw my head forward:
“heh-TSCHUuu!”
It felt fantastic. I experienced every piece of the reflex assembling, falling into place step by step until the machine overpowered me completely. I chased the tickle again to the back of my nose and held it hostage there, easing the tip quickly in and out until I.. until..
“haAH’DCHOoo!”
My head ducked again, and the moment I lifted it my hand was right back under my nose, threading the tissue deep inside.
At this point, I needed more stimulation for the tickle to grow; the sensation was much slower to form, harder to keep around. My nose was getting suspicious and was trying to shut down the whole operation. Because of this, every buildup was longer and every sneeze was stronger. I would hitch and hitch and hitch more desperately each time.
I muffled the next two sneezes into a pillow and after a particularly vicious fifth sneeze, I could only get false starts. My eyes would roll back, my brow would furrow, my nostrils would flutter, but nothing I did would get me another sneeze. I even tried the right nostril, but no dice. It was like my nose, that smug bastard, had dropped the flood barrior and was SO proud of itself.
Just you wait, I thought. I’ve got a something for you.
I busted out my chhinkni. It expired in 2022, so it’s trying its best but I’ll admit it’s not very good at its job. Fortunately, I determined a decent method for its use in this self-ob. Basically, I dip two rolled-up tissue points in chhinkni and give both nostrils a generous dusting at once. Once I had brushed some inside, I sniffled — couldn’t feel anything spicy, so I blew my nose. I figured all the chinkni would get blown out, but no! I felt the tickle flicker and grow. I tried to get back to my bed where my pillow was but I couldn’t hope to make it in time. Instead I staggered forward with a jarring “hUH’CHSSH’uh!”
After that I had to blow my nose again. I could feel it starting to burn. I rolled fresh tissues and got more chinkni into both nostrils. It built slower, with more power, and again surged over me before I could muffle it at all: “HEH’KShhuh!”
It came out rough because of how forceful it was, like my nose was being spiteful and serving up a sneeze with attitude. I wanted more though, so I blew my nose and rolled up some more tissues to coat liberally in chinkni. My nose was really burning by then, so I kept the tissue points focused just inside my nostrils instead of the back. It was aching agony — I wanted to sneeze so bad, but it kept slipping away. It felt like a flame flaring up after getting oxygen, then guttering and losing momentum, again and again. I was getting dangerously close when my music speaker (still playing music) began to fade as the current song ended. I did NOT want to lose the sneeze I just managed to build, but I also didn’t want to sneeze loudly when my roommate might hear; that music was the last buffer between me and a quiet house. If I sneezed, it would be audible.
So I very carefully twisted the tissues to keep the tickle alive, my nostrils twitching, my eyes narrowing as I floated inside the urge. I could feel it rising up in me every couple seconds, making my breath catch over and over. And my eyes would well shut before they opened again, more teary each time. As soon as I heard the base beat of the next song kick in, I lost it. A big gasp, and then —
“HECKSSH’HOoo!”
Whoops. Well, hopefully that was the only one he heard. I could tell that was the last one my nose would allow; it was stinging, irritated, and pissed about being prodded at. No regrets though lol. Those sneezes were amazing. The build up on that last one was insane. I could feel myself balancing on the tightrope between “gonna sneeze” and “gonna lose it” for what felt like forever before I tipped too far to one side. 10/10 would sneeze again.
It took me 1 and 1/2 hours to write this lol
