This is from an email I sent to some friends who were curious about my 'mones experiment, so I thought I’d share here as well, any reactions/advice would be appreciated. This community as a whole as been great, really useful advice, and I hope to make more contributions as time goes on.
Some general observations first, then a couple stories…
First, I think I had slightly too high of expectations coming in, after reading all the successful reports from users on the forums. It’s important to note that there hasn’t been an axe-effect, like what you see in those commercials or anything. I also got too excited and starting mixing some together without really understanding how each of them worked. But with that being said, I am confident, the more and more I use and understand what each of these little bottles do, that there is something going on. A majority of the effects are on yourself; when you wear IH, then you reveal more about yourself than you normally would (I told this lady, in her upper 30s that works at the gym, who is a big Christian, that I don’t really do religion, for instance). When you were the A314, you feel much more alpha, you feel like you take up more space in the room, and you start walking slower, with more purpose. There was once, when I was in like hour 5 of an online poker tournament, where I sprayed myself with IS and became more alert and was generally in a happy mood. It is also important to be congruent with your actual mood and the vibe you are giving off to others via the pheromones; if you are wearing Ammo, which is supposed to amp up the alpha/sexual vibe, and you are sitting in a corner drinking by yourself, you aren’t doing it right. There have been a couple time, especially during daygame, where I think my vibe hasn’t be congruent with what the 'mones are saying. So with that, here are some stories…
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Two girls come over to my house that I sell weed to regularly, a 3 and a 5.5, respectively. I’m wearing 2x A314 and 2x IS. A 3rd girl that I don’t know is also with them, who is like a 4.5. Soft, warm eye contact from the beginning with the 4.5. The 5.5, Katie, explains that she would like to get 3/8s, but only has cash for 1/8, asks if I can take a check. Her eyes are super dilated (definitely a hit), and she asks if I care to join them for lunch, since she can use the $60 she was going to give me to eat. We walk into the Ragtag, which serves food during the day. I enter first, and I swear the whole place simultaneously turns their head to see who walked in. It was something. Later, I find out that the 4.5, who was batting her eyes at me the whole time, is upset with the 3 because she awkwardly introduced me to the 4.5 or something. It’s likely that all three of them want me; as they probably would without the 'mones as well.
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I go out to McNally’s, my regular watering hole, on a Thursday night, to watch an NFL game. It’s my friends Johnny, Ernest and Osama. I’m wearing 2x a314, 2x ammo, 1x IS and 1x IO (Instant Openness). It starts out just me and Johnny, we are sitting at a small table with 2 seats. Ernest arrives, and we make a side bet about how late Osama will arrive (he is ALWAYS late). I lose the bet by like 4 minutes, and we both start yelling when Osama arrives. The whole bar, which is only like 1/2 full, is looking at us. The waitress, Becca, who is normally sorta bitchy, is giving us special treatment. She even buys a round of shots for our table! At one point, I am telling some story, the whole group is surrounding me, totally focused on what I’m saying, and laughing hardily. Just in the body language, it’s clear that I am the center of the group for the evening, sorta an odd feeling. (This ‘center of the group’ dynamic also happened on a different night with a different cast of characters). Not too many cuties that aren’t guarded by their men, so no real approaches, although I sorta try once or twice. Towards the end of the night, I’m at the bar, and this rough, cross-eyed mean lookin’ thug white man that looks like he just got out of prison shows up and buys literally 40 shots. I decide to move away, knowing that my a314 can sometimes come off threatening to other men, trying to avoid trouble.
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I go to my ex-gf’s house, Amy, for a wine and cheese party on Saturday night. I’m wearing 3x Ammo, 1x IS, but i bring the bottle of IS with me, just in case, but my goal is to put out a strong, more sexual vibe. I get there, and Amy is the only girl, 4 other dudes. We play Scrabble, in teams. I’m sitting a comfy chair at the head of the table, wearing a blazer and a white, v-neck tee that is showing the chest hair. We start playing, and instead of putting down a bunch of long words, I play small ball and start putting down just one letter and getting two words at a time (like Xi or Es). Some guy on the other team, at some point, says ‘you should have to know what the words mean to put them down’ and ‘this game sucks because no one is putting down long enough words to branch out the board’. I deflect him smoothly and keep playing. His team wins, but we put up a good fight, and he looks like an asshole for giving me shit. Then, Amy’s neighbor’s arrive. Two girls and one guy. Guy is definitely a beta, his gf, who he is PDAing all night, is like 30lbs overweight. The other girl is pretty cute, solid 7.5, brunette with big brown eyes. They walk in, and I say nothing as they introduce themselves. They eventually get to me, and I greet them in an aloof manner. Both of them are giving me great, soft eye contact, which is almost the norm now with strangers when I’m wearing ammo or a314. We start talking, I don’t get an opportunity to get much kino. The cute one says they only have a little bit of weed at their house, I try to get her to smoke with me, but she refuses. She is giving me some IOIs, but not a ton, and I decide to just leave the party, I don’t want to drive drunk and I pushed the weed thing too hard, so I just said fuck it.
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I’m at my friend Grant’s house, playing Black Ops, wearing nothing (besides clothes, hehe). About 5pm, we start talking about dinner. He wants to wait for his gf, Erin, to get off work. She arrives, in a piss poor mood; after working at Hallmark during holiday season, I can’t really blame her. She gets a call that her sister’s husband fell off a ladder, gashed his elbow, is at the hospital. Now she’s all up in arms! She is really hungry too, so we head to Flat Branch. There is a 25min wait. She is now super bitch angry. She is glaring at Grant, evil icy glare, and I’m trying to lighten the mood, I get a beer from the bar, but she won’t even look at me. We finally get seated, order immediately, and she starts to liven up a little. FWIW, Grant and Erin are both really overweight, so going without food is probably even a worse thing for them, she mentions a couple times that her blood sugar is low. After dinner, she wants drinks to de-stress, so we head to McNallys. We all three get a booth, but still there is hardly any talking. Grant says he wishes he was high. I’m getting angry at this point, after hours of negativity. A couple of more friends show up, and I suggest to Grant that me and him run to my house real quick and smoke. We get to my house, I load a bowl, and then proceed to the bathroom to apply 3x ammo and 2x IS. I immediately feel better after getting a whiff of the 'mones and a drag off the peace pipe. We get back to the bar. Erin sees me, and suddenly, her eyes light up, very dilated. She is smiling, asking how the smoke was. She then gets up, and gives me a big hug. She is sorry for being such a bitch earlier, she had a bad day, but she was glad that I was out with her and it made her feel better that I was around. Talk about a mood shift! We get another drink, then leave and go back to Grant’s and smoke some more. She starts talking about sex, I go on a 5min rant about not putting pussy on a pedestal or something. I go to take a piss and come back to Grant’s room, and they are snuggling. So I wink at them, close the door, and go hang out with Grant’s roomie. I leave the house about 15min later, but not before hearing some moaning and yelling from Grant’s room… If there was any lingering questions as to the effectiveness of the 'mones, this last exchange really put an end to it.
