Pick some flowers

You reach down to pick a few of the strange flowers, wondering if they have some potential use, but the instant you touch the stems of the flowers, you feel a pinch of pain in one of your fingers and instinctively recoil before taking a closer look. You can barely see the thorns, even though you know they're there, making it easy to understand why you didn't notice beforehand.

A few seconds pass with nothing out of the ordinary, before a wave of warmth washes over you, bringing sweat to your skin and causing your breath to grow heavy. The warmth has a very distinct effect, and within seconds you feel a secondary wetness, one that's concentrated directly in your groin. Somehow the flower's thorn must have injected some kind of aphrodisiac, and you feel incredibly aroused, practically to the point where you're unable to stand.

You have a chance to look back down, and all of the flowers have almost moved- they're all now facing you, and you could somehow swear that it looks like they're smiling.