You’re gay.

Those darn aliens did not bother asking about your sexual orientation. Maybe space alien do not understand homosexuality. Or the human sexual spectrum. In any case, you are now a gay man who makes women salivate over him uncontrollably. Yes, there are already gay men that women lust over, but not to the point of being driven into a feeding frenzy just by brushing against you in a crowd!

You’re not interested in women. Or at least, you shouldn’t be. Or you’ve never been, up to now. But you can feel your cock hardening at the sight of the girls in the pool. Those young, nubile, fertile… damn it. That bloody tampering to your neural pathways!!!

And your heightened vision can see that the women are subconsciously being excited by the pheromones you give off, even at this distance. The ones closer to you are starting to breathe harder, and their nipples are hardening, pressing against the fabric of their swimsuits and… DARN THESE CHANGES TO YOUR BRAIN CHEMISTRY!

… uh oh. Someone just turned and pointed in your direction. Looks like they noticed the door you cracked open to take a peek thru.