Things "Get Worse"

Kevin spent the entire night with a raging erection; just remembering the incident with Margaret was enough to make it rock hard. To make matters worse, his testicles and penis had grown even larger; he now had what resembled two oranges and a log in his crotch.

Alarmed, he thought it was the beginning of something much worse and refrained from masturbating despite his libido. He imagined himself as a video game boss receiving a malevolent power-up.

The second day of strange incidents began when, after showering, he left the bathroom and bumped into Lilith, wearing only a small towel covering her assets. She had no problem walking around the house with little or no clothing, though if Kevin looked at her for too long, he'd get a beating from her.

Her large breasts made the towel difficult to maneuver, revealing that delicious line where her nipples met, almost in plain sight. Instinctively, the fat man couldn't help but be captivated by such a figure; he was so distracted that when he looked up, he was met with the brunette's angry face. Not to be outdone, his cock reacted by creating a tent in his towel.

"Grr... you fucking whale, you outdid yourself," Lilith growled like a lion.

"Sorry, sorry, sorry," Kevin whined like a mouse.

He knew what was coming and instinctively closed his eyes and raised his arms, bracing for the morning beating, but for a few seconds, he only heard loud breathing sounds, like someone gasping for air.

"Hmm... Shiff...you...you... Sniff," she murmured.

Suddenly, the obese guy moved aside, and then he heard the loud slam of the door. Kevin wondered why he hadn't attacked him, but he felt lucky not to end up covered in bruises.

On his way to class, he noticed that this new body odor had become more intense than the day before, but far from being annoying, since that chemical was super pleasant to his nose... and not just to his.

"Hmm... you smell great."

"Oh, what cologne are you using?"

"Dude... you smell... I don't know what it is, but... it's delicious."

These were some of the comments he overheard as he passed by an attractive girl. They also showed very obvious signs of his effect on them: some smiled nervously, others lowered their heads blushing, and one even gave Kevin a seductive look.

“Wait a second… Maybe my scent has something to do with… Well, with this,” the Fat Guy muttered to himself.

Right then, his enormous brain clicked: this new scent was causing these kinds of interactions in the women. Although it sounded like fantasy, it seemed to make more sense now that he’d suddenly become attractive.

“It’s possible… it’s possible it’s some kind of pheromone… similar to the sweet scent in Pokémon… no, it can’t be that humans lack such a capacity… or can they?”

His theory gained strength when he arrived at the university. Almost instantly, he felt hundreds of eyes fixed on his greasy body. It was the same feeling he’d had in Zelda when he entered a dungeon and the enemies were already anticipating his movements, ready to attack.

Although they all had very different intentions of “attacking,” he walked around nervously, listening to the girls laughing and whispering among themselves. It wasn't the usual mocking laughter, but joyful laughter mixed with something new for Kevin: lust.

"Here it comes... it smells... hmm... Can you smell it?"

"Sniff sniff... oh yeah... it smells better than all my perfumes, damn, that whale has some serious snot!"

“Mmm… sniff… I have no idea… but girls, I think I’m getting wet.”

“Me too.”

“I’m feeling the same… Oh, shit, what does this feeling mean?”

These women were truly aroused by his “sweet essence,” and their expressions left no room for doubt: bitten lips, excessive sweating, soft gasps, and hands on their crotches. It even caused more than one to notice the prominent bulge in his pants, and others chased after him with great enthusiasm—something they stopped doing when he caught them.

Being the center of attention wasn't Kevin White's thing, and a deep embarrassment overwhelmed him, causing the acne scars on his face to disappear as he blushed.

Not knowing what to do about this unfamiliar problem, he had to turn to someone. His mind found the only person who could provide answers.