I pressed myself as tightly to the corner as I could, hiding as far away from the large open space. In the middle was a wooden tunnel, looking like a woven tree stump. From inside came an odor that nearly made me regurgitate. I waited patiently, the scent of a female approaching holding me still. I began to produce my special hormone, a nearly invisible gas that smelled like a sweet fruit or flower. Right now it had the sweet smell of a lilac. The hormones capabilities to arouse girls on contact was very potent.

The door to the locker room opened and in walked one of the new students, Reia. her clothes were matted to her body from sweat from her workout routine, showing off her... Assets...

"Hit the showers then it's off to get some sleep for me." She had been running on no sleep for almost three days now. Almost as soon as she finished her scentance, the smell struck her. "Oh wow does it smell good in here." She took a deep breath through her nose, a soft blush showing on her face now.

"R-Right.... Well I should get... Wait... Wh-What was I here for?" She could feel herself growing aroused, her nipples pushing against the fabric of her shirt. "Oh jeeze..." She found the nearest bench and sat for a moment, breathing a bit hard, trying to calm down.

My gelatinous form slowly drifted towards a more bluish color, conveniently masking me just slightly. I saw an open door and made a run for it, spraying more of the hormone as I slithered silently. I splattered against the door hinge, making a soft plop and into the shower I went, contorting myself into the corner closest to the door.

She looked up, her sight a little hazy from her arousal but her hearing just as good as ever.

"I-Is someone there?" She stood up, her knees a little shaky. "Come on... Dont play games with me..." Reia headed to the shower where she had heard the sound. After opening the door and looking around, she sighed and stepped in, reaching for the handle to turn the water on. "Not like these clothes dont need washing anyway..."

My body shivered with anxiety and I slithered forward, standing right underneath the young lady and her slightly parted legs. My floating eye ball was glimpsing her panties, staring at the fabric in annoyance. Why do they always cover themselves up like that? Its so counterproductive.

The water ran over her body, down her legs, making her workout uniform cling tighter to her body. After a moment of relaxation under the water, she began removing her clothes. Her shirt came first, her hands taking time to slide down her body, the hormone still hitting her hard. She hesitated and went to her breasts for a moment before shaking her head a couple of times and lifting up her shirt, gasping softly as her hardened nipples finally poked out into the air.

I glanced up, her breasts fully visible through the now wet shirt. I could also see two pink nubs errecting through her tight bra. If I had a mouth it would be watering, but I didn't, so I kept watching, the hem of her skirt shielding me from the water.

Red reached for her skirt, unbuttonning the side and letting it fall down off her. Her panties were next but before she took them off, she found herself gently sliding her fingers over her sex through the fabric, leaning against the side of the shower. Finally she was succombing to the hormone fully.