Escaped

It took time to finally lose the last woman chasing me, when I could slow down and take stock of what happened.

The reaction the women were having with me seemed a little too much. I never had that effect on people before, and thinking on it a little more, there was an inkling that this might've been the mysterious pill I took. So, retreating into a side street, I pulled my phone and dialled home.

It took near a minute with the first call, only for it to go to voice. Calling a second time, there was my mum on the other end oof the line.

"Hello?" she said, panting like a dog in summer.

"Hey, mum, did your company work on something that would make you attractive to someone?"

"There is the love pill, but you need to give that to the other person to have the desired effect."

For a moment, I frowned in thought. It took some moments of racking my brain for ideas, careful to avoid any women that came my way. Then I halted, thinking of animals in biology class, when I caught a whiff of my own musk.

"Are you still there?" mum asked, a faint moaning in the background.

"Did you work on anything to do with pheromones?" I ask, my eyes on a woman getting out of her car and heading my way.

"Hmm..." mum hummed the thought for a moment. "I'm not sure. I'll hang up, give the company a call and ask, just give me a moment."

The called had ended, when the lady came closer, with a concerned look for a young stranger spread across her face. So, stepping far to the side of the path, the thought of my scent causing this attraction meant that I needed to stay away from them for now. Yet as I backed off, I heard a sudden roar of an engine, me on the road. I turned my heard and saw a heavy jeep gun it down the street, swerving a bit now and then. It seemed too fast, no way to escape in time.

Is this how I die? I ask, too close to react.

Then a hand shot out and took me by the wrist, yanking me off the road and back onto the path.

Panting from the near-**** experience, I chuckle and look to my saviour. "Thanks, I nearly--"

"You smell good," the woman breathed, pressing her nose against my neck and huffing it in like some ****.

I blink and gulp, taking hold of the woman and keeping her at bay. "Shit, I'm sorry!"

"My husband doesn't nearly smell like this, and he had this musk that clung to the throat like honey, how sweet it was."

"Thank you?" I say, caught off-guard by frank statement.

"No problem."

For a moment, I stare the woman up and down, thoughtful of her tits, ass, and overall figure. She seemed almost a supermodel, probably not that much older than me, by five years about. Then my mind flashed to the scene with my mum cucking me. It made me furious at the time, but now, a little thought blossomed, one that he wasn't too sure about yet.

The jingle for his mum calling went off, the emergency siren sound. He let one hand go of the woman and answers it. "Yeah, mum?"

"Turns out we do, it's one of the pills we have the least amount of testing for. Why, do you think the pill you took was that?"

My mind played through the events leading to now and huffed. "Maybe..."

"Come home then, so I can take some tests."

My eyes narrowed on the woman before me, appreciating every detail I saw. "Uh, maybe later, I'm going to have a little fun."

"Just don't cause too much trouble."

"I won't," I smirk as I hang up and look at the woman. "So, take me to your house?"