Guy realizes woman is wearing pheromones
A few years ago I experimented with wearing human pheromones but decided to quite using them for a while because
they made me think about sex and seducing woman too much whereas I wanted to concentrate on my academic career.
They also messed-up a perfectly good non-sexual friendship I had with a woman.
Anyway, I went to the movie
theatre today by myself. I 'randomly' sat down behind a woman. Throughout the movie there was this kind of
pleasant smell and I couldn't quite thinking about sex. I also had this urge to hit on the woman in front of me.
She wasn't sitting with anybody. There was another guy alone a couple seats down from her. I thought they might
be together, but it was peculiar that they were sitting apart. I thought that maybe she was wearing pheromones and
the guy she was 'with' was sitting away from her because he knew this and also knew that its impossible to focus
on a movie when you are right next to somebody who is overdosing on human pheromones. After the movie I saw that
guy leave and her stay and I followed him out to make sure the coast was clear because I didn't want to be involved
in any jealous lover game involving synthetic human pheromones. I mean, we were the only 3 seemingly single people
in the whole theatre, so if he was leaving I wanted to make sure it was for real and not some game. When I saw that
he was not only out of the theatre but walking down the hall toward the exit or the restrooms, I went back. She was
still there, the last person in the theatre. There are at least two bars that share a parking lot with the theatre,
so I said "Excuse me, could I buy you a drink?" She looked unceratin but didn't respond. I asked, "Are you with
somebody?" She said. "I'm married." I didn't wait around to find out if this was an open marriage. She was
older than me, and I was cognizant that I was being manipulated with pheromones, and I've never been one much for
adultery. So I said, "I'm sorry," and walked out. After I used the restroom I saw her walk out of the main
entrance of the building. She gave me a somewhat inviting look. After that I was just pissed off. I knew I was
being manipulated with human pheromes into flirting with a woman I would not normally be interested in. Now I
can't quite thinking about sex. I'm going to have to go jerk off now. This not-particularly-good-looking older
married woman wearing pheromones has completely fucked up my orderly asexual world. Damn it. Bitch.
Skeptics, skeptics everywhere ... and everyone an
ignoramus
Quote:
Originally Posted by CJ01
Are you sure she was wearing mones? I´m asking because mones don´t smell
pleasant :)
Have you ever smelled _pure_ mones? They don't smell at all. They are not detected by the
olfactory organ but by another organ lower-down in the nose. By definition, they don't smell. None-the-less:
(a) they get the happy juices flowing, which makes some people percieve them as smelling good, especially when they
are masked with perfume, even if they would otherwise be indifferent to the perfume.
(b) they deteriorate into
body odor, so they have an unpleasent odor if they have already begun to deteriorate in the shipping process.
That's pretty irrelevant if you mask it with perfume. Besides, the only time I've been repulsed by a woman's
body odor is when she eats garlic and doesn't shower. So you may perceive you pheromones as unpleasant, but it
does not follow that a guy would.
(c) Nobody sells 'pure' pheromones. So how the hell would you know? How
do you know that the smell you associate with pheromones isn't just some standard additive used in a variety of
brands? Its standard practice with a wide variety of scentless chemicals to add smells so that they can be
identified. Have you produced your own pheromones in a lab and smelled it? The smell of most brands disappears
faster than the pheromones break-down, so its not the pheromones that smell.
(d) I didn't even think that the
male pheromones that I once bought smelled bad. I'm sure the slightly different mixtures for females wouldn't
smell bad to me.
Anyway, I don't think she was wearing pheromones because of the smell, but because of how I
felt. I've had an easier time concentrating on a movie while fondling my date's breasts.