Needless to say, I was ecstatic with my good fortune. My pill which made any woman near me desperately want to fuck me was relatively easy to make and, judging by my first test, 100% successful. Therefore, I would be able to have incredible sex with anyone I wanted for the rest of my life. I didn't know what to do. It was almost too much to handle. It took everything in my power not to continue to fuck Madison into oblivion. She was easily the best looking girl I had ever screwed and made it clear that she wanted more. I had no idea how long my pill would last or what would happen when it wore off. But I figured that I could have Madison again at any time if I wanted it. I took her phone number and went on the prowl for my next hot piece of ass.
Who would it be? My standards were now incredibly high. I tried to think back about girls I had come in contact with in the past few years. Girls who I dreamt about being with but never had a chance with. Most of the girls in my bio-chem department were severely lacking in looks. Then I thought back to a party two years ago. It was at the beginning of the school year in September and was an opportunity to welcome all of the incoming freshmen to the department. I was forced to attend by one of my professors who thought that the grad students should be there to instill their wisdom.
I mainly stayed off to the side until I saw a stunningly attractive creature. This was a rare sight amidst the super nerds with glasses and ironic t-shirts. I approached her at the food table and introduced myself. She said her name was Chelsea. She was from an upper class high school and had been a 4.0 student. She wasn't sure what she wanted to do but liked her science classes and figured to give this a shot. I knew she wouldn't last long in the demanding program but I was going to do everything I could to help her before she eventually dropped out.
As I continued to talk to her, working my way up to flirting, her cell phone rang. Boyfriend. As it turned out, she had a boyfriend who attended college here as well. They were high school sweethearts and she followed him here. He was two years older and a stellar tennis player. Great. That was the end of that. She dropped out of bio-chemistry in three months, making it one month longer than I had anticpated and went into Communications.
I still saw her around campus occasionally, still with her jock boyfriend. She was devastatingly attractive, only standing at about 5'1 with long blonde hair down nearly to her tight bubble ass. I know it's cliche but I've always loved blondes and she was perfect. She probably had a small C cup which looked perfect on her petite frame and she had a penchant for wearing tiny shorts in warm weather.
I logged on to the school's attendance database and found out her class schedule. She had a literature class ending at 11:45 on the other side of campus and I figured I would try and catch her after that on her way to lunch.
I sat outside the English building, took one of my magic pills and then took out my cell phone, talking into it while I "accidentally" walked into her, causing her to drop a pair of books. I hung up the phone.
"Oh shit, I'm so sorry, I'm such an idiot," I said bending down to help her. She looked up at me and smiled, brushing her silky soft yellow hair behind her ear.
"Don't worry about it. It was an accident."
"Hey, I know you. You were a bio-chemistry major at one point, right?" She laughed.
"Yeah, for like two minutes. It wasn't for me. Yeah, you were one of the graduate assistants, right?" she asked.
"I still am. I can't get out of this place," I said with a smile and she laughed, standing up and giving me a flirty look. I knew I had her.o
"So where are you headed?" I asked.
