Field Research

Chapter 1 by sexguy406 sexguy406

You are a genius. All your life you've been smarter than everyone else you've ever known. You've never really known why, all knowledge just seems to come easier to you. You've always loved science and chemistry and always naturally understood it where others have had problems with it, to the point where you've actually understood it better than your actual teachers. But unlike most young geniuses who are all over-achievers and pompous jerks, you have always been very humble about your knowledge. You've never been in a hurry to finish school early to get out and change the world, but rather you have always seen the wisdom in taking your time and allowing everything no matter how miniscule to soak in. Because of this, you've often found yourself watching television footage of so called young geniuses and thinking how silly they are to have turned their gifts into a source of aggravation rather than a source of happiness.

Never the less, after so many years of school that you've always found incredibly easy, you have found yourself getting bored over the years. To cope with this, you have taken to taking up side projects to satisfy your intellectual itch. Nothing big, just small side research projects that you could research in your spare time, take notes, collect data, and keep the results to yourself to be revealed at a later date.

The most recent of these side projects that you've devoted yourself to has stemmed from your fascination with the commercials for Axe Body Spray. You've always hated these commercials because they always portray an effect which is truly ridiculous. The idea that spraying yourself with a certain kind of cologne that will cause women you just happen to be in proximity with to immediately jump you and want to have sex with you is a ludicrous thing to advertise, especially since it doesn't work. But what's even more fascinating is how successful the advertising seems to be. So many of your friends upon seeing these commercials immediately started using Axe Body Spray. And your friends aren't stupid. They knew it wouldn't work. But most of them were just so enthralled by the commercials that they were compelled to at least try the stuff. This illogical behavior over time has gotten you to thinking, could such a fragrance actually exist? And not just a cologne that made you smell nice or enhanced your attractiveness, but rather a spray that you could use on yourself that would literally cause women who happened to be in close proximity to genuinely want to have sex with you.

Naturally your quite aware that this interest stems from more than just scientific curiosity. You may be a genius, but your still a man and you have the same animalistic urges that all men have. Your certainly no stranger to the bedroom, being smart doesn't make you a nerd, but because of your smarts you've always felt that your talents always seem to have gone under appreciated.

For all of these reasons and more, about halfway through college you decided that the research and possible invention of such a substance would become your side project. Whenever you had the chance you would do research on the subject online or in the school library, pouring through heavy biology textbooks most people would never dream of actually reading, especially in their spare time. You've studied Axe Body Spray as well as other colognes and even pheromone sprays that you've found in sex shops and on the internet. And you've collected multiple notebooks from the school store that you've filled up page after page with notes and diagrams that you've jotted down during a class that you weren't paying attention to because you already knew everything that was being taught.

One Friday afternoon as you sat bored in some class while some professor was rambling on about some stuff you'd known back in high school, you took some time to scan your old notes when suddenly something clicked in you mind. A new variable that you hadn't thought of before just from out of nowhere just popped in your head and suddenly it all seemed to make sense. You immediately turned to a fresh page in your notebook and started scribbling down a formula, and once you'd filled up the entire page with the longest formula for a compound you'd ever seen in your life, you stared at and felt confounded as to how you'd never thought of it before. It's just so simple. Well not simple exactly but... anyway.

You immediately stood up and exited the room, only vaguely aware that there was still a class going on. You didn't care, you just had to get to the science building. The college you had chosen was world renowned for their top notch science department, and since you are the boy-genius and future pride of the school, you had already secured yourself as a teachers assistant and 24 hour access to all the schools facilities and resources, and right now you had definite urge to get to the chemistry lab. Once there you opened your satchel full of research, pulled out the right notebook and got to work. After only an hour you'd successfully mixed more chemicals and synthesized more compounds than most chemists could have hoped to in a full day, and finally you held in your hand a small beaker of clear liquid that you believed was in fact the successful product of all you countless hours and days of research.

“I've done it!” you thought to yourself. “Now all I need to do is test it.”

How do you test it?

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