Very much so

As it turns out, you, Garrus and Wrex were not the only ones to have been afflicted by this strange wave of arousal; from the military to the civilians, all were spending the entire night rutting themselves silly until their legs turned to jelly and their nether regions aching red.

One common trend you see occurring throughout Gen'heyem, however, are that of interracial sex displays between the colonists. Krogans with Humans, Turians with Humans, Quarians with Turians, and so on. Another such trend - one you did not think possible, was that of rapid penis growth.

Biologists, doctors and other related professions were still struggling to determine the reason behind this phenomenon - jokingly called the 'Wild Sex Outbreak', but suffice to say, the effects - penis-wise - were yet to fade. Penises that have grown have remained such, and show no signs of shrinking even when flaccid.

Then there was the matter of breast growth; all women who've had to suffer the indignity of having smaller breasts or unappealing bottoms have experienced similar growth, and tailors have gotten busy with taking new measurements to compensate. No one knows if this will continue, but for now, this ridiculous growth seems to have stopped.

All of this, you read as you winced at the terrible aching in your loins and ass, the spandex of your tight suit not alleviating it in the slightest.

"Goddamnit, why do I have to deal with bigger breasts?" You muttered, "From a B cup to having an F cup? Sounds good and all, but they're damn heavy. Though... if Wrex and Garrus want to suck on them, I wouldn't mind."

The lecherous thought sends tingles through your body, and you feel your nipples stiffen through the spandex in response.

"Oh dear God, I really need to focus," You reprimanded yourself, "Work first, fun later."

From your omni-tool, you also read reports of recent sightings that caught your eye: that of sentient life on the planet of Gen'heyem. According to scout reports, they were last seen harvesting some plants and hunting the ferocious animals in the wilds. The pictures taken revealed what seemed to be near-naked Elves and Dwarves, dressed in roughshod garments and wielding stone spears and bows.

When some of your scouting teams ended up being discovered though, they ran as fast as they could before the scouting teams could initiate any form of diplomacy.

That being said, though, perhaps this was the best for now; you had your hands full with other problems, and Shamar didn't have any appropriate diplomatic facilities built yet.

"Admiral, excuse me, but I have something you'll want to see."

You turned to face the Head biologist of the colonial expedition, a Quarian named Ruma'Cinis nar Gen'heyem, the poor woman equally distressed by the nipples poking out of her suit. Yet, shockingly enough, you find that she was not wearing her mask on at all, revealing her mimetic, grey-coloured skin and beautiful face.

"Pardon me, but is it really okay for you to take off your mask?" You asked.

"Oh no, I'm perfectly fine," Ruma'Cinis reassured, "It's thanks to my recent experiments with the local flora; been extracting some essence and ingesting it into my system."

"Wait, are you sure you're okay?" You asked, "That's a rather risky thing to do, considering we don't know if they have any side effects on our bodies."

"Well, I admit that I was taking a very big risk with this, Admiral," Said Ruma'Cinis, "But trust me when I say that all who partook of these substances with me are willing test subjects; nothing unethical. We had some ups and downs, but in the end, we had no casualties and we're all willing to vouch for their benefits. That's why I'm able to walk without needing my mask or a sterilized environment now."

"Have you copied down the effective formulas?" You quickly asked.

"Yes, Ma'am. All of them are stored in our database," Said Ruma'Cinis, "Though might I request for additional resources an facilities?"

"Granted," You said, "And have you managed to determine the causes of... yesterday?"

Ruma'Cinis shared your embarrassment, saying, "In fact, we have. Take a look here."

She shows an image of a large, pink-coloured flower - almost resembling a Rafflesia in shape, and then the images of small pollen-like particles coloured a deep green, seeping into air ducts and the like.

"It was the pollen from this flower we found during one of our surveys, and it just so happens to be pollen season right now," Said Ruma'Cinis, "As to how they managed to get through filtration systems without difficulty, it turns out the pollen particles are exceedingly flexible like rubber, able to slip through gaps easily."

"And I presume we have no means of defending against this pollen?" You ask.

"Not that I know of," Said the Quarian Biologist.

"Very well, that will be all," You said.

"Ma'am," The Quarian said, before leaving.