A scandal.

With each whiff, energy flows through his body like a unstoppable hurricane. Each whiff made him feel like he conquered Mount Everest in one day. He was in, seventh heaven. He would secretly steal his girlfriend's sanitary pad, and stuff it into his bag secretly. Few knew his secret, and it's his scandal.

He would find himself smelling unconsciously at his girlfriend's sanitary pad unknowingly at first, but when he caught himself smelling the sanitary pad, he would throw it away like it's filth. Deep in his heart, he's enjoying every moment of it. This addiction is like a monster, eating into him. At first, he smells just once a day. However, this monster within him is eating into him slowly, yet steadily.

Smelling it thrice a day, morning, before he has sex with his girlfriend and before he sleeps.



And I really have no idea how to continue this story. Someone, give me ideas.