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A brilliant scientist has invented a powerful fertilizer that will make roses poisonous. If someone is stung by this kind of a rose, she won’t be able to resist the nearest person. The only down side is that the effect isn’t permanent and it willMoreA brilliant scientist has invented a powerful fertilizer that will make roses poisonous. If someone is stung by this kind of a rose, she won’t be able to resist the nearest person. The only down side is that the effect isn’t permanent and it will cause a short term amnesia, making the subject to forget what has happened. Who else would be a better test subject than the scientist’s precious maid?The following is an example of the contains of this 3000 word erotica short story:“Here, I have something for you,” Bill said, cutting a big red rose from the bush. “A beautiful rose for a beautiful lady.” He was wearing leather gloves as he handed the flower to his maid.“Oh, thank you!” Claire couldn’t believe her eyes, why was he being so nice to her? She reached for the flower as its prickle stung her to her finger. “Ouch!” she screamed, pulling her hand away. Blood drops were dripping down from her finger.“Oh my, oh my,” Bill said calmly. “Please, sit down and I’ll get you a band aid.” He put the flower on top of the table, removed his gloves and reached for his pocket for a pink band aid.Claire sat down in the chair and put her hand on the table. “Just my luck, I get a beautiful rose, and get stung by it,” she said, sucking the blood drop from her finger.Bill took her hand into his and put on the band aid. “There, all better. Are you feeling all right?”Now that Bill mentioned it, Claire noticed that she was sweating slightly and feeling a bit dizzy. “I’m fine, I guess,” she replied, “Just a bit dizzy.” She noticed how beautiful eyes Bill had, they were like two dark brown pearls, staring right at her.“Good. All is going according to the plan then. I guess my new patch is working better than before, the reaction is happening faster than yesterday,” Bill murmured, while writing something on his notepad.“What do you mean?” she said, wondering what was going on. She noticed that Bill was looking quite handsome tonight in his white lab coat.“Oh, nothing. Would you like to come inside?” he asked. He glanced at Claire’s breasts, first trying to be subtle about it, but then realizing that he wouldn’t need to do that anymore. Claire was now his and would do whatever he’d want her to do.