Chemical Mishap: You became irresistible to women and a young nurse stumbled into your room in the hospital by accident.

You wake up in a brightly lit room. You are lying in a bed under a sheet. You hear noise outside, someone is shouting and running. There is someone in the room with you. It’s a man in a white lab coat who is fiddling with some papers.
The man turns to you and gives you a tired smile. He is in his late forties and looks somewhat concerned.
“Ah, you are awake! Excellent! You were making us worried,” the doctor says, pushing his glasses up the bridge of his nose, “But your latest tests show that you are in no danger. Though… there is a slight… problem. You see, the accident that doused you in chemicals had caused some changes to your biochemistry, and we need you to stay in the hospital for a little while, for your own safety. Get your bearings, drink the water on the table next to your bed, do not exert yourself. I will return later.”
The doctor gives you another, somewhat apologetic, smile, and leaves, closing the door behind him. You hear the doctor’s voice thought he door: “Yes, make sure he is attended only by male personnel. We do not a repeat of the Fisher event.”
You lie in bed. You rest. You think. The hospital becomes quieter around you. You are getting bored. And then the door opens, and a cute young nurse enters, humming under her breath.
“Oh, hello there! I hope I did not disturb you,” she beams at you, walking to your bed and grabbing your chart. She clearly wanted to say something else, but freezes in place, looking around in confusion.
“Is it… is it hot in here?”
She undoes the top button of her short uniform and spreads the collar, fanning herself as if she’s very hot. You see she is blushing.
The nurse looks at you. There is something primal in her eyes. Something sensual. Something… forbidden.