He’ll test it

Charlie made a very risky choice. “I’m gonna gets these ****, but I’ll do it later.”

Next morning, it’s his birthday. But his mind was on someone else. His grandmother.

‘When did she make these?’ He looked up her the formula of Fertile Grounds, a chemical composition of Sildenafil and vitality medicine. She had made this due to grandpa not cutting it in the bed. But, after her patients went mad after having taking it for 2 days, she had to stop.

‘So it’s a combination of viagra and sperm medicine. And it can guarantee alto get a girl pregnant?’ Charlie thought. ‘I might need to tweak the formula a bit.

He got dressed, and went to the kitchen. His parents were there, waiting for him.

“Happy birthday, Charlie!” They said.

“Today, you are a man.” His dad said.

“Oh, he’ll always be my little boy.” His mom said, pinching his cheeks.

“Mom!” He groaned.

“Well, I’ll see you in a few months.” His dad said, heading to the door.

“Wait. What?” Charlie asked. “What do you mean a few months?”

“I’m heading to a dig in Australia. They found a fully intact brontosaurus skeleton. It’ll take weeks to dig it up, and I was called to head the dig.”

“Seriously? On my birthday, you’re going somewhere?” Charlie asked, exasperated.

“Look, Charlie, you know how it goes. Ok, when I come back, we’ll have some father-son time. Just the two of us, ok?” His dad asked.

Charlie relented. “Fine.”

“There’s my boy. Ok, stay safe, and whatever you do, don’t do anything stupid.” His dad told him.

“And you don’t lick the bones.” Charlie told him.

“Ah ha! Nice.” His mom took his dad to the airport, so Charlie went to school.

School. The one place Charlie resented. His life was a living hell, but thank god he had gotten a full ride to St. Claire University, his parents alma mater.

Charlie had some free time, so we went to meet with his friends. Just as he went to the cafeteria, he heard a voice behind him.

“Well, well, well. If it ain’t the need of needs.” He turned around, and saw Butch Bradley, the typical high school jock. “So, heard it was your birthday.”

“Yeah?” Charlie asked, not knowing what he was gonna do.

“Well, let me show you how I celebrate birthdays.” Butch said, taking Charlie, and pushing him into the janitor closet. “Happy birthday, lame-o!”

Butch laughed as he closed the door, and locked it. Car kid sighed, thinking of the situation.

“Every-time. He pulls the same crap on me every single time.”

The door opened, and the custodian helped him up.

“Kid, when are ya gonna stand up for yourself?” He asked.

“When I need to do something stupid, that’s what.” Charlie said.

“Well, I hope stupid comes around. You need to break him down a few pegs.”

“Yeah.” Charlie sighed, and walked to the cafeteria, and to where his friends were.

His friends were David, a D&D fanatic, Alex, his best friend and fellow scholarship buddy, and Oscar, the cosplayer.

“Charlie!” Alex said. “Happy birthday, dude!”

“Thanks, guys.”

“So, what did you get?” Oscar asked.

“This journal.” Charlie said, taking it out. “My grandma wrote a lot of equations, so I wanted to try them out.”

“Ok, but be careful dude, you don’t know what they can do.” David said.

“Don’t worry. I won’t do anything stupid.” Charlie said. “Well, I’ll see you guys later.”

“Ok.” All three said.

Charlie went to the science lab. He liked to do his own experiments in here, and his science teacher, Ms. Lansdowne, didn’t mean, but he was expected to clean up.

He opened the journal to Mary’s Beginnings, and wrote down the chemical composition of the ****. He looked over the room for the necessary chemicals.

“Ok. A combination of Clomiphene and estrogen enhancers. The dosage was 100 milligrams, which caused a patient to give in to lust or sexual pleasure. Might need to reduce dosage for better results.”

Charlie began working, using estrogen pills from his house, and creating Clomiphene form the class. He experimented twice before finding the right formula.

“Ok. Add 3 milligrams of enhancers to 6 milligrams of Clomiphene. Combine with NaOH to balance out formula.”

While he was doing that, his teacher was opening the door to the class. She hadn’t known what he was doing, but knew it might be dangerous.

“Mr.Dunlap?” Ms. Lansdowne called his name. “What are you doing?”

“Ms. Lansdowne? Um, nothing. Just some....work for class.” Charlie tried to tell her.

“Really? What work? You have been ahead on everything for the last year.” She told him.

“Um, well it’s actually, um, work for one of my buddies. He asked me to do some Chen work for him.” Charlie said.

“Who?” She asked, not believing him.

“David?” He said.

“David Martez?” She asked him.

“Yes?”

“Oh, ok. Well, he has been slacking a bit of the work, but will deduct a grade for both of you, 10 points each.” Ms. Lansdowne said.

“Ok. We can make it up.” Charlie said.

“Ok, but remember, clean up after yourself, and don’t leave anything unattended.” She said.

“Got it.” He said nervously.

She left, going to get her things, and leaving her water bottle behind. Charlie sighed in relief. He was also the caught!

“Ok, let’s see. If my calculations are correct, I manage to tweet the compound to only enlarge breasts and butts, and left out lactation. Now, who to test it on?”

He then looked at his teachers bottle. Now, he had a dilemma. Should he wait for someone else to test it on, or one of the hottest teachers in the school?