Rulya was hesitant to sniff the Compy's mouth again, because she feared the worse. She was sure that if the smell hit her hard again, then she wouldn't be able to control her rising urges. She didn't want her own hormones to embarrass her, so of course she didn't want to take another whiff.
Jimmy insisted, however, as he was sure that he had found the cure, so eventually she gave in, and crouched down. She was careful, as she didn't want to be bitten in the face either.
"Hmm…" She groaned, and then took another whiff. "Wait, something's different."
Rulya expected for her hormones to spike up again, but they didn't, which then had a counter-productive effect. The anticipation, the expectation to get hornier, and then not experiencing it, cut the productivity of her sex hormones in half.
