(You are a bisexual, short female protagonist looking for one night stands with various characters.)

"You want what?" Bulma asked, head tilted in confusion.

"I was hoping you had something that could, well make me more... alluring, y'know sexy?"

Bulma furrowed her brows. "Why? You're attractive now."

You shrugged. "Bulma, I'm gonna level with you. I'm dying of thirst here! I haven't gotten laid in months! I-I-I feel like a person dying of thirst watching other people drown!"

"Months? Are you kidding me?"

You shake your head miserably. "I'm desperate here Bulma, I need professional help."

Bulma finally smiled. "Well you were wise to come to me. I think I might have something that can help you with your little...problem."
She turned and went to the shelves that lined her workshop. After sifting through a few boxes she finally returns to you with a heart shaped bottle filled with a pink liquid. As she placed it in front of you, you noticed it was a perfume bottle.
"I call this 'Love Potion #9' "

You smile at the name. "Love Potion #9 huh? What happened to 1 through 8?"

"They had...complications."

You pick up the bottle and examine it. The liquid dipped too and fro as you turned the bottle, it seemed slightly thicker than water, which seemed unusual for perfume. "So this stuff should help me score?"

"Basically. It's a complex formula of pheromones and chemicals that stimulates sex drive and libido in others around you."

You eyebrows rise. "Really?" You aim the nozzle of the bottle at yourself and grab the atomizer. Right before you squeeze Bulma quickly grabs it and stops you.

"Whoa, hold on! There's a few things you have to know first."

"Uh, okay what?"

"Well first off you can't just go spraying this stuff around willy-nilly. This chemical works by absorbing into the skin and causing your body to release extremely concentrated sex pheromones, making those around more attracted to you. If anyone else gets sprayed the same thing will happen to them. "

"Alright then, I'll only use it when I'm alone."

"And also use it sparingly. This stuff is strong, and I mean strong. You only need one spray and that will last a week as it works it's way through your bloodstream."

"Oh wow, alright then." You said your eyes wide.

Bulma nods. "Just be careful."

"C'mon Bulma, It's me, of course I'll be careful."

She rolled her eyes and nodded. "Alright then, it's yours."

You grab the bottle with a huge smile. "Bulma have I told you I just how amazing you are?"

The blue haired woman smiled. "You could stand to mention it more."

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You step out of the shower, a towel wrapped around your body. The hotel you were staying at for the multi-universal tournament was a tad small but comfortable. The room had a small sitting are, a bedroom and a small bathroom.
You blow-dry your hair and then your blow dryer back to your duffel bag to make some room on the sink counter. As you get to the bed you realize you left the perfume Bulma gave you back in the bathroom, as you had planned to use after your shower. You turn and go back to retrieve it.
As you walk back to the bedroom you raise the bottle to look at it through the light, the blades of the ceiling fans looked warped through the image of the liquid.
"Well I wonder if it really wor-Aah!" Your feet catch on the cord of the blow-dryer, your body falls forward and your hands fly up, the bottle flying from your hands.
You land to the ground with an 'umph!' but all your focus is on the perfume bottle. It sailed higher and higher into the air towards the spinning ceiling fan.
"Uh-oh."
'CRACK!' The bottle shatters into a millions pieces and a shower of pink liquid and glass shards comes pouring down on top of you.
"Oh crap." You get to your feet and examine the room. There's shards of glass and pink perfume everywhere, on nearly ever surface, including yourself.
"Dammit. I hope I have time to clean myself up before-"

'Knock Kncok' "Ooohhh _, are you ready to go?" It was your friend, Trunks. The two of you had been friends since you were children, you were both going to attend the the tournament together.

"U-uh yeah, I just need another minute." Still wondering if you had time for a quick shower you checked your phone clock.
"Shit." You were already five minutes late. Any longer and you knew for certain that all the good seats would be taken. You quickly use your towel and wipe off as much perfume as you could then threw on your outfit for the night and headed out the door.
"Sorry bout that, last minute things."

He chuckled. "No problem. Ready to go?"

"Yup!"