Jim flopped on his bed and began to scroll the internet on his phone. He was looking for something to cheer him up.
“What a crappy Christmas.” he thought.
“First my hot girlfriend dumps me, I didn’t get anything I really wanted for Christmas, and the magic cologne “Santa” gave me doesn’t even work.”
He had splashed a bunch on his shirt before leaving the mall but no one paid much attention to him all the way home.
He smelled his shirt again. “Nothing but my deodorant and soap from this morning’s shower.” He sighed and went back to watching skateboarding fail videos on TikTok.
What Jim didn’t know was that the pheromones spiked into the magic cologne didn’t activate until they dried. Half an hour after the mall and now home, he was virtually a thick cloud of invisible pheromones designed to attract the preferred sexual partner of the wearer.
& Since he was thinking of his ex, Christi, when he splashed it on, the magic cologne was pinpoint targeted towards getting her, and only her, to submit to his advances.