Try to explain again

“Look, I know what it’s like to be horny, but this is way more than that,” you say. “It becomes such an obsessive thought that I can hardly focus on anything else. They did something to me there, and it’s messing me up completely.”

“Did they give you anything with information? You know, like the ads that say ‘See a doctor if your erection lasts more than an hour’? Ha! Like I’d have time to do anything other than see a doctor if I followed that advice. Of course, my mom’s doctor could help ... you should see her rack, Dude. It’s like you could use her tits to hold a wide-screen TV. I remember this time when I was 11 and went with Mom to an appointment....”

Zack drones on, but something he said got your attention. You DID get something at the clinic! Before running out the door, you grabbed your file. You retrieve it from your backpack and begin to study it.

Zack is still reminescing. “So I told her I thought I had frostbite on my balls, and wondered if she could help me warm them.... Dude, you’re not listening. What are you looking at?”

Zack looks over your shoulder and reads along with you: “Clinical trials suggest strong correlation between libido and mental enhancement. Chimpanzees tester in this manner grew in enhanced power, but every use appeared to greatly increase sexual desire. Those allowed to act upon it became extremely sexualized, eventually subjugating non-enhanced chimps to sexual domination. Those subjects who were restrained from sex went insane and had to be euthanized.”

You stop reading and ponder the implications of what you just read. If you understand it, the price of using your new powers is that you will get increasingly obsessed by sex, and you will need to act out on all those around you. If you don’t get off, you will lose your mind.

Zack grabs the file from you and continues to read. “Oh wow! There are pictures here, too! Look at this monkey — he’s skull-fucking another monkey in its ear! Oh, look at this one that is restrained — it looks like his balls just blew up! Boy, I know that feeling....”

Zack keeps reading. “It says here that the monkey that they restrained so he wouldn’t bone everything he saw apparently started affecting others, anyway.”

You grab the file and read. “We discovered too late that the restrained subject began emitting a powerful pheromone-like substance that greatly increased the libido of other chimpanzees — even those who were not part of the experiment.”

Zack summed it up. “So it’s possible that if you don’t get laid, you could turn the whole world into people as horny as me.”

You shudder at the implications.

“But you’re not a monkey. You have free will, and you’re smart. You can control this better than an animal. I think you need to experiment some more.”

“I don’t dare,” you respond. “I need to know what I’m dealing with.”

“Well,” says Zack, “that either means going back to the lab, or finding help somewhere else. This is a university and there are loads of smart people here. What about Dr. Watterson? Have you noticed her ass? I don’t think she wears underwear, because I was walking behind her on this shiny marble floor, and ...”

“Dr. Watterson teaches Music Theory. I don’t think she’ll understand my hormone issue,” you say impatiently, but you realize Zack has a point. There’s bound to be someone here who understands this stuff better than you. The question is who can you trust?

“What about Dr. Quanstrom in the Bio Department?” Zack asks. “She knows the human body. I’d love for her to know my body.... I had a dream about her last night and when I woke up, I thought I’d have to change the sheets....”

You try to tune out Zack’s latest sexual rabbit trail, but something about the thought of him having a hot wet dream is starting to stir that obsession in you again. It’s probably best to change the topic.