if you can read this you're gay (complimentary)

Panic shoots through you. "I-It's not-"

"It's not what it seems like? Honey it's labeled. Estradiol Valerate, I know what that is."

"I-"

"It's not yours? Really? Then you should tell whoever labeled the little box I found it in."

Your stomach sinks. She knows. Part of you wants to run but your legs are frozen.

"I'm not mad, did you think I'd be mad?"

"I-I didn't... I didn't know."

She carefully transfers the vial to her other hand, then to the side table next to her. "A few months ago I noticed you smelled different." With a lazy grace she lifts herself off the couch and steps toward you. "My sense of smell is pretty sensitive, but I assumed it was nothing and you'd go back to normal in a day or two." She steps toward you again, then again, then again, and now she's only inches away from you." But then you didn't go back to normal, and that new scent just got more and more apparent." She places hand on your shoulder, leans into the crook of your neck, and inhales deeply through her nose. Her body trembles as she pulls away. "So, I started watching you. I noticed that you started shaving, I noticed that you grew your hair out, and of course I noticed..." Her hand falls to your thigh, her fingers prss into your soft flesh through your pants, then slide upward over your hips, your waist, your ribs, and finally your breast.

"Mmhf!" A sound jumps out of you as her fingertips press through your shirt to your nipple.