Wow, I could really see why I’d chosen him for this test. Lucky girl, I thought, giving his physique a second glance. “Oh, I just wanted to apologize for snapping at you. “Ah, gotcha. I now recognized that my body was already responding to the cocktail of pheromones he was giving off. “Yes?” I answered brusquely, trying to end the conversation as quickly as possible. I couldn’t feel it, but my body had likely already begun producing my own modified sex hormones in response to his, and they would soon overpower and deactivate my hormonal IUD. Where had that come from? I tried to turn around, but he pushed me back down with one hand while he pulled his shorts down with the other. It was more than either of us could take. It was perfect. Where had that come from? Even so, I studiously took the time to make an additional mental note: Subject has started to focus on the sex characteristics of nearby potential mates. I squirmed with anticipation, knowing that monster would be spurting inside me any minute now. My formula was designed to make me submissive, infatuated, and fertile, after all, and I knew that I would be ovulating any minute now, putting me at severe risk of impregnation if the hunky trainer were to release his sperm
