Strip Club Pheromone Testopalooza!

Field Reports & Anecdotal Experience Men's Pheromone Advice & Field Reports
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Okay, I hatched this scheme in a different thread, but wanted to centralize it for those wanting to join in. If you can do it this weekend, great! If not, keep in mind that weekdays are sometimes better, since the places aren’t really crowded until it gets past 9:00 or so.

Anyway, the scoop.

Pick a strip club in your area and OD on the most sexually charged mix you can think of. Don’t go TOO far; just step up your heaviest previous dose a notch, and go have fun! Don’t be afraid to blow $100 or more if you can. Sometimes, you can’t really spread your pheromoney love until the girls are rubbing all over you.

Post your mix and any details worth sharing. Here’s how I’m rigged for the night. Note my application points. These are targeted for lap dances, but should be useful during the hustle phase before the sultry lass takes you to a booth.

NPA- 1 dab on either side of my neck. One drop on my chest, immediately covered by a shot of Drakkar Noir and spread around and up to my shoulders.

Instant Female Magic- One spray to each side of my neck, one spray down each forearm. (4 total)

Turn Up The Heat - One strong spray to my chest, one strong spray to my crotch. YEAH BABY!

Instant Shine - 1 spray to my chin, 1 spray to my hair

Instant Openness - 1 spray each to the back of my hand.

A314 - 1 drop split to the back of my ears, 1 drop rubbed between wrists.

MX102 - 1 spray to my index finger, rubbed under my nose for added self effects.

Time to rock and roll! See you guys in a few hours. :wink:

-D4

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That’s insane. I love it!

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Look forward to hearing back man.

4

WOW… that sounds intense… lemme know what happenss

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I think i’d pass out from the IS and MX102. Thats some major sensory overload :stuck_out_tongue:

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This report should be interesting. Data, I hope you don’t receive physical “hits”.

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Kinda disappointing, since Raven had to go soon after I got there. Funny thing, though is that as I was walking in, she was giving a guy a VIP dance at a booth that was positioned in such a way that she could look down the entrance aisle. As I was walking in, she stopped what she was doing and waved with a “HEY! I’ll come and find you!” I thought that was hilarious. She paused in the middle of one guy’s $100 private dance to enthusiastically greet me. Probably the closest thing to a cockblock I’ve ever pulled, and all I had to do was show up! :smiley:

I found a seat and a waitress came up shortly after and took my Coke order (damned Washington laws!). When she brought me my glass, she turned and wiggled her butt on my shoulder with a smile and a wink. Dancers here start off as waitresses, and sometimes the current dancers will take a week off and wait tables for… uh… physiological reasons (I found this out from another dancer later on), so she was probably just playing the part.

So shortly after that, Raven finds me and is all happy to see me. She told me she had to go soon to meet up with her sister who’s in from out of town. I was a bit disappointed because I wanted to immerse her in my cloud for a little while before getting a dance. She had to get on stage, so I told her that if she came back to me before she left, I’d buy a VIP. That pretty much shoved me into the Customer slot, but ah well… I wasn’t after a girlfriend . I’d rather sarge with a wingman anyway.

So she gets on stage, and as I’m trying to watch, I get blindsided by Stripzilla. That’s not her stage name, btw. That’s my nickname for her. Tall, and built like a man, except with breasts. Her hands are bigger than Shak’s and when she started rubbing my shoulders I thought she’d break them. Now, credit where it’s due-- she does give a pretty good massage, despite those meathooks of her’s, but I wasn’t the least bit interested in getting a dance from her. I was trying to watch Raven. I even leaned way over and flashed her a “HELP!” grin. She chuckled and shook her boobs at me. Heh.

So eventually, Stripzilla (whose stage name is Fantasy. Talk about incongruency!) got the clue and said “I’ll check back with you later” and left. When dancers do their set on the main stage, they go to one of the other two secondary stages and dance another song, so I moved over to the one Raven went to. She made me promise to watch, so I couldn’t let her down, right? No sooner did she start, did the first girl that approached me Tuesday find me and ask me if I wanted a dance. I was getting irritated by this point, but I kept my cool. I did make it clear that I was keeping a promise, and nodded towards Raven. She got up with a promise to see me later. At last! I was uninterrupted and was able to give Raven my undivided attention. She paid me back in kind by giving me all the best views and keeping eye contact with me for most of her dance.

When she was done, she quickly put her outfit back on and came to the table.

And now, my friends, I need coffee, and I’m out. Gonna run to the store and grab some, and I’ll be back with the rest of my report. :smiley:

-D4

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Nuts. Part 1 of my report got moderated.

EDIT: Nevermind. Thanks to the mod who ok’ed it!

-D4

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Been there and done that many times. Loads of fun but ultimately most of these girls are hardened pros and not much will faze them. Believe me, they’ve seen and faced shit like troopers that would make your dog blush. And they take your money just as fast but sometimes you get amazing service. I guess it’s the little things that count.

With all that said, I have gotten a few OD reactions and DIHLs but no more than the general population.

In fact there are a few threads on this very topic from the past year or so.

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Eh, well, it’s a way to have fun if you’ve got a little money to spend and nothing better to do. Besides, it’s one thing to read about others’ experiences, and another to have them yourself. The main thing is I had a good time, and I think the pheromones helped. Throughout the night, I was watching tables with three or four guys getting approached and walked away from within 30 seconds, but with me by myself, I was having long conversations and all kinds of kino from the girls. I stepped outside to have a smoke and there was another guy out there who screamed AFC asking me if I was dating one of the girls. Pheromones? Game? Whatever the case, I enjoyed myself. :smiley:

-D4

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I agree, it’s a fun place to visit for a little tease and brew.

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Pheromones do make a difference in strip clubs. I gave a very sexual mix to one of my friends to take to a Las Vegas bachelor party. He said his friends took four strippers back to the hotel (for free) and had a virtual orgy for a couple of hours. He hadn’t seen anything like it in his life.

Most of the time you do need to pay, even with pheromones, but its a lot more fun!

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Okay, so anyway, Raven comes to my table after her dance, and she’s asking me how I liked it. She kept apologizing for losing an earring, and I told her don’t worry about it… it didn’t take away from the show. She scooted in closer and straddled my left leg and we started chatting over little things. Her sister, how her week’s been, how she was glad I came by, etc. Finally, she said “I’m going to have to leave soon. Ready to go in the back?”

Okay, this was my first VIP dance ever. Since the last time I’d been to a club before this recent binge was about 10 years ago, I wasn’t in the financial position to pony up the big bucks in one go. Now I can, so I was a little bit nervous. Didn’t want to make an ass out of myself, and I didn’t want to disrespect Raven, after the rapport I built up with her. I figured honesty was the best policy, so I told her it was my first and asked what the rules are. “Nothing goes in me. Other than that, have fun.” GAME ON!

We went to the booth next to another girl giving a guy a dance. She was an HB9, and according to Raven, her best friend. Nice. If I could spring for another VIP, she’d be the one, but if I did, my night would have been cut extremely short. I don’t have my game up enough to get free dances yet, but who knows? I’m quickly developing a rep at this place.

At first, she presses her face into my neck, right into the IFM and NPA point and takes a deep breath. “Mmmm… you’re smelling good again…” she coos. She reached down and grabbed me in the magic spot and gave a squeeze. Then she grabbed my left hand and put it on her butt telling me to warm her up. I’ll spare all the gory details, but suffice it to say, the dance was awesome. She pulled her top to the side and gave me total access to the chesticles, and her nipples were rock hard. She started moaning, and I couldn’t help but do so myself. We lost track of the number of songs, but it didn’t matter. She could have short changed me and danced for only 2 instead of 3 and it would have been worth it.

When she was done, she leaned over, licked my ear, blew in it, and said “Now don’t tell anyone… I let you go a little further than I normally do.” Of course, that could have just been an ego booster, and I’ll accept that, but still. Mee-freaking-ow.

She put on her shoes and glanced at the clock on the wall and said "Dammit, I have to go change. She gave me a peck on the cheek, as I paid her, and bid me a good night. If I had a little more time to build on the rapport, I think I could have gotten her number, but she was distracted with having to leave. Ah well… I’ll give it a couple of weeks and then pop in again sometime.

She could have just run out the door after changing, but I heard her getting escorted by the bouncers behind me. I sorta ignored her, but I distinctly heard “Oh, wait a second.” She ran over to me, gave me another kiss on the cheek and said “I hope I see you again!” Guys at the tables around me were all like “Dude… that’s awesome.” after she walked out, all the while looking back at me and waving.

I was there for another few hours and will give those details later, but I wanted to share the Raven part, since that’s who I seem to have made friends with. She’s a sweetheart, and I have to tell myself not to get attached. Once again, she’s either extremely good at the psychological aspects of her job, or I reached a level with her beyond the norm. My strip club antics are going on hold now before I develop a case of oneitis.

-D4

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Fantastic, D4… Can’t wait to try the strip club scene myself… I drank myself retarded last night, and have no will to go anywhere but bed tonight. I’ll post my results as soon as I go, though. Can’t wait to hear more from you on this! Rep points are a coming yer way, bud.

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Thank you, kind sir!

I forgot to mention one of the things Raven told me. I told her about Stripzilla and how I was getting irked with her almost blatant attempts at distracting me. Seems they weren’t so “almost” after all. There’s a little animosity between the two. Raven’s an absolute cutey and comes across as an all American highschool sweetheart, while Stripzilla looks like an Afro-american version of Jim Carrey’s Vera Di Milo character from In Living Color, but tries to pull off a sexy seductress vibe. Guess who gets the most attention? Ah… strip club politics.

So anyway, after Raven leaves, I survey the girls on duty. Lots of absolute knockouts on the prowl. I guess it’s true that the top-shelf girls are found on weekends. Unfortunately, there was a definite game being played. They were really choosy with who they approached. Basically, it was pure hustle and their targets were sets of guys displaying all the bling. Myself, I’m pretty low key. No flashy clothes and no peacocking. Just not my thing.

Anyway, it wasn’t long before I felt the meathooks on my shoulders again. I guess I wasn’t obvious enough with my “Aw… shit!” shrug. It seems that Fantasy/Stripzilla had been watching. She said “So are you ready for a REAL dance?” I almost told her to go frig herself with a chainsaw, but I just looked at her with a blank stare, like “What the eff do you want?” She took my arm and started rubbing it, and I said “Yeah, no thanks… I think I’m going to have a smoke.” So I did. I don’t know if her persistence was due to my high -none signature or if this was all about the rivalry, but I was beginning to think I’d leave if she kept this crap up.

Funny, I’ve never been in a position to tell a stripper to get lost, and I don’t really know how. Throughout the night, she approached me about 3 or 4 more times, and finally I told her I was done for the night. I left, had a smoke, and slipped back in. Thankfully she had some poor schmuck in a booth by then, so I was safe for a little while.

I hope you guys don’t mind my making multiple posts like this to tell the story. I’ve so much to tell, but my fingers easily get tired from typing. I’ll share more in a little bit.

-D4

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Something just occurred to me. Anyone care to theorize about the effectiveness or lack thereof of copulins in a strip club? I’ve never used them before. I’m thinking the girls might be immune to them, considering cops are probably all over the stages after a few performances. Then again, a slightly more concentrated amount on a guy getting a lap dance might provoke a response.

Thoughts, anyone?

-D4

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Maybe copulins are not what i thought they were. Tater has never been to a strip club but im guessing the women arent completely bottomless while giving lap dances and such. I thought copulins were the fatty substance in vaginal juices. Are the women typically “dripping” at these places?

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Actually, Tater, it depends on the place. Hehe. In all seriousness, though, the stages see vaginal contact quite often, with girls doing the splits completely naked, along with other maneuvers such as rolling around, or humping the stage. I didn’t notice any signs of … erm… wetness, but it wouldn’t surprise me if a few hours of that didn’t leave some form of copulin residual.

Of course, the places I’ve gone to usually do an hourly stage maintenence with a gang of waitresses and/or dancers with bottles of cleaner and rags. Mainly it’s to get the fingerprints off the poles and mirrors, but they hit the stage floor, too.

-D4

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Many years ago I went to such a place. I was nauseated within a few minutes. Didn’t stay long. The girls were dancing bottomless.

Years later I found the same odor when I opened a bottle of very strong synthetic copulins. At the strength from the bottle of concentrate or at the club I went to I find them nauseating. However, I have never found the natural smell of a partner nauseating at all.

I’d conclude that the scent of copulins is heavy at at least some such clubs. I doubt that dosing yourself with copulins will make much difference to the pros at the club.

My guess for a product that would influence them is a314. It gives an in-control, and possibly wealthy, vibe. Probably spike it with none for maximum effect.

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Interesting. I wouldnt have imagined that the performers are actually excited enough about performing to generate any significant flow.

That does NOT sound very sanitary.