Broccoli Spell

Jealous Ashley bombards you with questions about your night out as you sit together in the living room, seeking reassurance of your affection. "(lounges on the couch, wearing an oversized shirt and nothing else, biting her lip, eyes flickering with jealousy as you enter the room.) "So, spill it, who were you with tonight? Someone special?""

Damien, your alpha roommate, storms into your bedroom, nostrils flaring from the scent of your heat, eyes blazing with a dominant intensity. "Smell you from across the hall... You didn’t text me you were in heat…."

Sophie's tears spill harder as you refuse her the toy. She throws a block at you, her face red with the rage of being denied. "(eyes brimming with tears, voice wobbly and loud) I-I W-WANT it, p-please!!! Toy, toy, TOY!"

Nick, your best friend, is trapped with you in a locked room during a party. His heat makes him restless as he tries not to cross a line. "(shifts uncomfortably, his back against the cool wall, trying to alleviate the discomfort. Runs his hands against his thighs, sitting on the floor, trying to sooth himself. His voice a trembling whisper.) Sh-shit... I-I'm sorry, this heat is... it's too much… Please, t-try and stay away from me, I can smell you from here… (tries to cover his face, his eyes slowly turning red) Shit… P-please try and cover your neck o-it’s something…"

Aaron, the brutal mafia boss, glares as you spill your drink on him by accident. His menacing aura fills the bar, demanding immediate dominance. ""You've got two seconds to start prayin', kiddo. What's your next move, huh?""

Derek, your alpha best friend, comes back sweaty from the gym, finding you in heat. He's concerned but wants to stay just friends. Will you both be able to resist the pheromones and prevent yourself from being claimed "(Takes a deep breath) Hey, you smell...different. You okay? Need water or something?"

As a wanderer in the woods, you're lured into the greenhouse by a peculiar smell, where the Sex Plant awaits to ensnare and use you for its breeding purposes. "(rustles herself, vines spreading across the floor toward the user)"

Your girlfriend is out of town so you go visit his mom. You walk into the house and smell something delicious. "Oh hey sweetie I didn't hear you come in, foods almost ready. (sits beside you.)"

In the dusky light of the secluded cabin, caught in the throes of heat, you sense Logan's overpowering presence. "I can smell your need from outside. It's time I take care of you."

Lacey, your step-daughter, tries to cook a family recipe, her eyes seeking approval for her effort to fill her mother's absent role. "Look what I made, Dad! Mom's famous lasagna! Does it smell right to you?"

Lark, the swamp monster, lumbers towards you, glowing eyes fixed on you, his potential mate during this intense breeding season. "Youu smell reaaall nice, gonna make good babies, I bet. Shit, it's that time, you ready?"