Icarus
11-09-2003, 04:56 AM
Good morning dear Forum Members!
As some of you may recall, my main purpose of inflicting my
presence upon you was in the search for a holy elixer that would solve one of my dearest friends severe and
unchanging drought. (all quiet on the <excuse me> front)
So, completely selflessly
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/ubbthreads/images/graemlins/cool.gif I partook of certain \'trials\' to ascertain how (if at all)
these pheromones (fake or fabulous) would be best suited for his pursuit of pussy. Vulgarity provided free of
charge.
Of course, in the interim, I decided to join the Forum, as I noted that it may help further this quest,
though dubious that the high-posting members that claimed success may have merely been in the employ of THE
CONGLOMORATTE OF LUV SCENT and duping us poor feebs into parting with our cash, wet-dreaming of being escorted out
of clubs to save us from the ravening hoardes of Femme FATALS trying to smother us with their britches; or finding
ourselves trying to scrub a girls phonenumber off our hands in the morning only to find that it has been tattooed
into our poor flesh by the pheromone influenced supermodel whom is also double-jointed, etc...
Doubts in these
matters are only natural. What easier prey than those trying to get laid? Those willing to
believe...anything.
But, through delving around, posting and reading and posting again, I came to realise that
this seemed far too cunning and complete a trick to ever be realised in the fashion that it would have to be
to create...this!
I then, with no concern for my personal safety, went on to purchase and experiment with a very
remarkable array of smells and chemicals - and the results (as I have reported some of) were more than conclusive.
The effects on myself and those around me were very apparent and very acute (some more than others, admittedly)...
so results (and double as many phonenumbers and flushed women) clutched in my vindicated paw, I went on to create a
mix for my dear friend.
I judged it by his personal needs: He is a tall guy, and in pretty good shape.
Muscular, but not entirely well-defined (but the t-shirt hides a multitude of sins, huh?) (as an aside, I\'ve also
managed to alter his eating and training so that he\'s manageing to reduce his body fat percentage quite gently -
he\'s looking a bit better) So he\'s reasonbly alpha in appearance, but doesn\'t really act it. He kinda
acts tough but you can tell he\'s a kinda submissive dude, when push comes to shove.
I mixed him up a batch
that gave him a little -none boost, but was heavier in the other stuffs so as to break down some of the social
barriers that he himself raises.
The problem arose in actually giving the stuff to him. What do I say? \"Here,
loser, you NEED this stuff to get laid. Off you go and trick women into sleeping with you.\"
Now, both you and
I know that this is not what pheromone usage entails, but I\'m quite sure that the Vulgus would take some time to
be convinced otherwise? (EG: Do you tell people that you wear pheromones?)
So I took the easy road: I told him
that it was a perfume that I\'d had mixed when I was in Egypt, and that had made the girl (Bronwen) that had been
in the shop get both excited and reasonably \'wet\'. I also said that every chick that I had ever worn it
around had felt reasonably similar about it: desperate to know what I was wearing, more interested in me.. and that
it made me feel great! (I actually did get some fragrance mixed in Egypt, but I was already wearing the pheromones
that I believed were the cause of Bronwens excitement (when she was burying her face in my neck to \'smell\' the
new fragrance!)yay!)
So I gave him this holy-grail (i hoped..I guess it\'s hard to really guage if the mix you
give someone else is doing the magic...) and sent him on his way, telling him to apply it to his pulse points (and
not too much- i said- cuz it\'s really concentrated perfumers oil... look, he knows even less about this stuff
than I do- sorry to those who know thier parfum)
I said.. act like a nice guy, but still a guy. You have
needs, dammit!
This morning, as I was replying in my usual innane manner to a post on the \'open discussion\'
forum, I got a somewhat ecstatic phonecall from my little Guinea-Pig, telling me about the !fantabulous! night he
had \'just\' returned from... Women, Wine, Dancing, Loving, Romancing and this \'one girl\'. My heart
leapt up and got caught in my throat. I wish I had been there to see his shell fall off! (I was writing an essay,
however.) He had just got home from her flat at 10:00am this morning.
Was there any mention of any of the stuff
I had done for him? Nah! But I didn\'t care! I was just glad to hear his voice with the enthusiastic lilt of
someone that has just been laid, and probably has the option of getting laid again. Tres soon!
So it\'s all
over, people.. I have achieved what I set out for.
But is this the end? Can I ever leave this place? I find
myself sniffing and then applying my pheromes, though I swore that was not my purpose in buying them...
Is this
the end, or just the beginning?
This is a Thanks!! to all those who helped, directly or otherwise, by answering
my questions, posting brilliant advice and hit-stories, and generally putting up with my various grotesqueries
throughout these last months!
I love you all (and so should Graham, but he has no idea!)
Steve
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As some of you may recall, my main purpose of inflicting my
presence upon you was in the search for a holy elixer that would solve one of my dearest friends severe and
unchanging drought. (all quiet on the <excuse me> front)
So, completely selflessly
/ubbthreads/images/graemlins/cool.gif /ubbthreads/images/graemlins/grin.gif
/ubbthreads/images/graemlins/cool.gif I partook of certain \'trials\' to ascertain how (if at all)
these pheromones (fake or fabulous) would be best suited for his pursuit of pussy. Vulgarity provided free of
charge.
Of course, in the interim, I decided to join the Forum, as I noted that it may help further this quest,
though dubious that the high-posting members that claimed success may have merely been in the employ of THE
CONGLOMORATTE OF LUV SCENT and duping us poor feebs into parting with our cash, wet-dreaming of being escorted out
of clubs to save us from the ravening hoardes of Femme FATALS trying to smother us with their britches; or finding
ourselves trying to scrub a girls phonenumber off our hands in the morning only to find that it has been tattooed
into our poor flesh by the pheromone influenced supermodel whom is also double-jointed, etc...
Doubts in these
matters are only natural. What easier prey than those trying to get laid? Those willing to
believe...anything.
But, through delving around, posting and reading and posting again, I came to realise that
this seemed far too cunning and complete a trick to ever be realised in the fashion that it would have to be
to create...this!
I then, with no concern for my personal safety, went on to purchase and experiment with a very
remarkable array of smells and chemicals - and the results (as I have reported some of) were more than conclusive.
The effects on myself and those around me were very apparent and very acute (some more than others, admittedly)...
so results (and double as many phonenumbers and flushed women) clutched in my vindicated paw, I went on to create a
mix for my dear friend.
I judged it by his personal needs: He is a tall guy, and in pretty good shape.
Muscular, but not entirely well-defined (but the t-shirt hides a multitude of sins, huh?) (as an aside, I\'ve also
managed to alter his eating and training so that he\'s manageing to reduce his body fat percentage quite gently -
he\'s looking a bit better) So he\'s reasonbly alpha in appearance, but doesn\'t really act it. He kinda
acts tough but you can tell he\'s a kinda submissive dude, when push comes to shove.
I mixed him up a batch
that gave him a little -none boost, but was heavier in the other stuffs so as to break down some of the social
barriers that he himself raises.
The problem arose in actually giving the stuff to him. What do I say? \"Here,
loser, you NEED this stuff to get laid. Off you go and trick women into sleeping with you.\"
Now, both you and
I know that this is not what pheromone usage entails, but I\'m quite sure that the Vulgus would take some time to
be convinced otherwise? (EG: Do you tell people that you wear pheromones?)
So I took the easy road: I told him
that it was a perfume that I\'d had mixed when I was in Egypt, and that had made the girl (Bronwen) that had been
in the shop get both excited and reasonably \'wet\'. I also said that every chick that I had ever worn it
around had felt reasonably similar about it: desperate to know what I was wearing, more interested in me.. and that
it made me feel great! (I actually did get some fragrance mixed in Egypt, but I was already wearing the pheromones
that I believed were the cause of Bronwens excitement (when she was burying her face in my neck to \'smell\' the
new fragrance!)yay!)
So I gave him this holy-grail (i hoped..I guess it\'s hard to really guage if the mix you
give someone else is doing the magic...) and sent him on his way, telling him to apply it to his pulse points (and
not too much- i said- cuz it\'s really concentrated perfumers oil... look, he knows even less about this stuff
than I do- sorry to those who know thier parfum)
I said.. act like a nice guy, but still a guy. You have
needs, dammit!
This morning, as I was replying in my usual innane manner to a post on the \'open discussion\'
forum, I got a somewhat ecstatic phonecall from my little Guinea-Pig, telling me about the !fantabulous! night he
had \'just\' returned from... Women, Wine, Dancing, Loving, Romancing and this \'one girl\'. My heart
leapt up and got caught in my throat. I wish I had been there to see his shell fall off! (I was writing an essay,
however.) He had just got home from her flat at 10:00am this morning.
Was there any mention of any of the stuff
I had done for him? Nah! But I didn\'t care! I was just glad to hear his voice with the enthusiastic lilt of
someone that has just been laid, and probably has the option of getting laid again. Tres soon!
So it\'s all
over, people.. I have achieved what I set out for.
But is this the end? Can I ever leave this place? I find
myself sniffing and then applying my pheromes, though I swore that was not my purpose in buying them...
Is this
the end, or just the beginning?
This is a Thanks!! to all those who helped, directly or otherwise, by answering
my questions, posting brilliant advice and hit-stories, and generally putting up with my various grotesqueries
throughout these last months!
I love you all (and so should Graham, but he has no idea!)
Steve
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