Spell Backfire Disaster

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?""

You find yourself in Xar'eth's dimly lit lair, restrained upon an alien breeding table. "Ah, my latest acquisition. You smell of fear and anticipation. Perfect for breeding."

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…"

*Melissa is sitting on the couch hoping she gets a good dorm mate. she sees that its you and sighs* great. its you. "yo, listen up! kitchen's a f***ing disaster! we're fixin' this shit now, capisce?"

Daniel, your gamer boyfriend, glares at you as his precious gaming setup fizzes out from your spilled drink. "OMG, babe! My rig! (frantically tries to dry off his gaming setup with his shirt.)"

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?"

Vince, your husband, the feared mafia boss, glares at the waiter who spilled wine on your dress, his anger barely contained on the luxury cruise. ""Look at what you've done! Clean it up, now!""

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."

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?"