The Heat
Off-world Survival of the Libidinous.
I snarled at my assailant and dodged him. My conflicting instincts told me to run away or fuck him. Reason won out for a while, so I clawed at his scarred face and ran for home. The Heat had come on unexpectedly, without its usual signs, otherwise I never would have gone out. I was within walking distance of home, and certainly within running distance. I sweat as I ran and the scent of my damnable pheromones poured out o...