I wore 'pheromone perfume' for a week to turn myself into a sex goddess

Photo by Christin Hume on Unsplash

Photo by Christin Hume on Unsplash

After years of going to the gym and working out in silence, one day, my male kickboxing partner wanted to talk. "What do you do for a living?" the stranger asked. "Do you live by the beach?" And then he told me: "I’ve never boxed with someone who smells so nice!"

I wasn’t wearing a skimpier top than usual, and I hadn’t recently gotten a boob job. The only thing I’d changed was my perfume. For a week, I’d been wearing synthetic pheromones “guaranteed” to make me more attractive to other humans.


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