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Field Reports & Anecdotal Experience Men's Journals
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First night I tested out the pheromones was over a week ago. Went on vacation and haven’t had net access for a bit, so I have alot of results to report.

First Evening…

Location: An art gallery opening

Used: 2 Sprays Instant Shine, 2 Sprays of Ammo, and 1 spray of Come talk to me, all on various pulse points.

Reaction was strange. I am a natural people person and usually can get a crowd talking, but it was absolutely surreal to be examining behaviors while speaking to people to note the effects. I am normally very observant when it comes to human behavior, but I felt like this skill was set to hyper.

IS makes me feel good. A little confidence goes a long way.

I was floored at the crowd I drew. At one point I had about 8 women listening to me at once, go on about something or another. These women ranged in age as well as attractiveness, with mostly good looking women in the group. That’s neither here nor there but the behavior was interesting.

I noticed less “intelligent” conversation from women I normally consider to be very smart. It focused more on vapid, happy things, with more emotional thrust than anything else. This was not displeasing at all. There was plenty of hair twirling, eyelash batting, and high pitch talking, laughter, all sorts of body language that spoke “Hey, look at me and check me out.”

It was very heady to be at the receiving end of that kind of body language, and it was strange to feel out of my element. I am an attractive guy, but the body language being spoken to me by these women was just very different from what I am used to. I almost felt like I was being sized up as prey, lol.

The women also verbally reinforced this with possessive statements about me, jokingly vying for my attention. At one point, a very attractive woman outside of the group walked by, in scandalous clothing, which caught my gaze.

Every woman in my group suddenly found something bad to say about this pretty girl that walked by, and it was all aimed at me. They were suddenly jealous of a simple glance I gave a pretty girl that happened by.

I have seen this body language and behavior before, but not since high school. LOL… Its like the pheromones are really triggering something I haven’t had happen in a long time.

Also, I was taking many photographs. I always ask permission to take pictures, and all I can say is WOW. I got permission from everyone, and even seemingly conservative girls were all making sexy poses and faces at me.

During the course of the evening, I had people begging for my attention. Women and men just behaved… I dunno, differently. I felt as if I was being treated as someone else.

The only thing that comes close to my understanding is a few years back I lost 100 lbs. I look much more attractive and I am lifting weights to continually improve my physique. I lost the weight quickly, as I was highly motivated to seek health…

After seeing people, especially attractive women, for the first time after losing the weight, my observation skills kicked in as I noted a completely different body language from these women. I mean, everything changed. Smiles were more impulsive and genuine, and the subtleties of behavior and the language of nuance had completely changed.

As I get “sexier” in my build, I continually notice new body language aimed at me.

The pheromones made this awareness hyper, and I would argue completely influenced the women and men I met that night.

Also, we invited a pretty girl to hang out with us and invite her back to our place. We didn’t know her very well, and yet she very willingly followed us to hang out. She was incredibly talkative all night and kept remarking on how “cocky” I am, but she seemed to really like that trait that she perceived that I had.

More to come!

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Second Night…

We were headed to a night club. I took the pheromones over to my best friend’s house.

We each sprayed on AMMO, 2 shots each. We went out to the club and got some hits.

The strange thing we both noticed was slight anxiety at first. I dunno if we were clashing or whatever, but we noticed an anxiety that eventually subsided after we each took a shot of IS.

The club that evening was great, it was loud and hard to make conversation, but plenty of eye contact, flirting, etc. We eventually headed home but noticed the self effects of IS more than anything else. The club is one of those uber pretentious places, all goth and an excuse to play dress up rather than actually make human contact.

Anyhoo… Next I need to report my trip up north.

3

My wife and I packed our bags and headed up north two days after getting my first shipment. I was a little concerned that they might try to snag my stash at the airport but they pretty much didn’t care, as all the bottles were small. Just has to pull them out of the carry on, told them they were perfume.

I was wearing two shots of IS, and one shot of IO when we were in the airport.

The entire time in the airport, I noticed ppl making eye contact with me. There were a few pretty girls that I found interesting.

I noticed that people in line jumped at the chance to talk to me. Baggage check, security lines, waiting to get called on the plane, etc., etc.

It wasn’t just women. It was men and women of varying ages. The youngsters mostly left us alone. But I had so many people attempt to talk with us that I lost track. When we landed and headed for the rental car, it was much the same.

So we go to my wife’s relatives home where we were staying… Well, heck, I will have to post more on that later.

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When we arrived at our destination, we met with my wife’s family.

There were a few days of puttering around but of note was we had a large family gathering at one point.

I put on two shots of IS on my wrists, and a shot on my hair. I also rubbed some of the spray from my wrist on my beard. I also added one shot of Ammo to my chest.

The strange thing was that we were the center of attention. There were new babies to be looked at, graduations to consider, but all eyes were on us constantly… And the questions! We were getting questioned, all very warmly, about every aspect of our life. Many of the females made “sexual” jokes aimed at me and my prowess, which I found disconcerting.

A new mommy there was especially flirtatious, but I suspect that is just her personality. I was given plenty of “lean ins” to demonstrate cleavage, hair twirling, and the batting of eyelashes rather frequently.

The older females in the group kept remarking about how charming I am, and were especially nice. This is a nice family, but the attention placed on myself was just… very different. I noted that also there were several males in the room who were “showing off.” They had to “one up” me to the point of being ridiculous.

I am not stupid, I know these things go on in family gatherings, but I noticed the males in their 20’s early 30
s were competing with me to a ridiculous degree about nearly everything. I didn’t compete back, really, and just blew them off, which seemed to make it worse.

They ended up looking like asses, and earned dark looks and stern words to be “polite.”

I was, basically, the life of the party, and I didn’t do a darn thing but sit there and listen to people talk at me. Eye contact was intense, and it was mostly conversation about how lucky my wife is. I mean, we are known as “That Couple” that gets along famously, but I wasn’t being “charming” or doing much of anything. I ate alot and sat on the couch and just listened and nodded. At one point, I fell asleep sitting on the couch and woke up surrounded by women, talking to me as if I was still awake, excitedly, smiling, talking to me as if I was the best listener in the world.

Towards the end of the evening, I noticed that, rather than competing, the males were now attempting to bond. Sitting next to me, trying to engage me in conversation about what they perceived to be my interests. Also, the males were attempting to engage me in physical contact, such as “high fives” and such.

Anyway, that’s as much as I can make out from the chicken scratch I scrawled out later that evening, augmented by my memory. Sigh, I wish there was a way to make recording of the stuff you see and feel, lol!