Craziest fucking thing ever happened. Could have never imagined this could ever happen. I'm still in shock, utter shock. It's such a random occurrence and far too unlikely for something like this to happen, I have to give some credit to DMSI for making it come to fruition.
I'll write a comprehensive field report and post it here later, but I'd just like to throw this out there:
DMSI 3.2a appears to be far more powerful than DMSI 3.2b; at least, after running it for just three days so far.
EDIT: Okay, so here's a field report on something that happened out of the night. Out of the blue.
Alright so yesterday I got home after work and decided to go to the store to get some food and drinks for later. When I got back to my apartment, I saw my room mate open the door for this chick and instantly my blood pressure started to rise, and anxiety and awkwardness levels shot right up and through the roof.
It was her.
I've mentioned this before on the server in passing, but I had an incident early last year that cost me about 90% of my social circle I had been involving myself in. The TL;DR version of it is, I went to a house party and this chick was throwing me IOIs. Let me think of a name for her...Let's go with Cat, since she's kind of like a feline. I've known her for a few years in this social circle. We always flirted but nothing ever came about from it. Never even made out or anything like that. She was either involved with someone else or I was with someone else.
Anyway, she was throwing me IOI's but the thing is she was dating another friend of mine at the time. I was experimenting with dark triad seduction at the time and felt like I was doing pretty well with holding a cocky, dominant frame. She would reciprocate in kind, telling me things like she was going to be breaking up with her boyfriend soon anyway, etc etc, so later that night we started to play. Well, things got a little awkward as 'she appeared to sober up' so I had to dip. Next thing you know, I hear rumors about me being involved with roofies from all over the place. People unfriend me, block me, and just outright stop inviting me to things and don't allow me to go to other parties my friends were going to. Basically, I got fucked, and not in a good way.
My room mate is friends with her, and we were able to clear the air about it a few months later over the phone but I was still deep in depression over it, trying to pull myself out. She wasn't the one who spread the rumors about me and roofies, but rather, her (now ex) bf's best friend who was talking shit about me. She only told two people we even did anything, but then it somehow got spread around that I apparently forced myself onto her (when I didn't, really).
Fast forward to today:
Yeah, so, she's over now, after a year of not even speaking to eachother or even hearing about eachother. Out of nowhere, the fuckin' blue, lol. My initial instinct and thought process is,"Oh shit, what the fuck is going on, wtf is going on, wtf is going on, anxiety levels RISING"
I say, "Heyy! Long time no see!!!" with a smile. I can feel this invisible force field/barrier between us, keeping my space a little because I don't want to get fucking #metoo'd. She says Hi back to me with a smile, so her, the room mate, and I step into the elevator and I'm holding this bag of groceries and my beer, lol. They're chatting about her work and how she's exhausted from finishing a 55 hr work week- She's a website/graphic designer for some startup company a mutual friend's dad owns.
When we walk into my apartment, my room mate's girlfriend is there, and "Cat" immediately greets my cat saying "Goookuuuu!!!" with excitement, petting and cuddling him. I have a brief little 'catch-up' conversation with her, asking how things are going with work and what not as I pop open a beer, grab my food, and then dip to my bedroom to hide in horror from the awkwardness. I have no idea what to make of this situation, and was kind of pissed my room mate had this chick over without at least giving me a heads up. Also, I was planning on having a plate come over to hook up later tonight and didn't want to deal with all these people. She came over to hang out and get out of the house, meet my room mate's gf, and have dinner which my room mate was cooking.
I can overhear her in the other room saying, "Where did Tesla go?" I just stay in my room though eating my food and drinking my beer to kind of just keep private in my own little corner; my safe-space that had been invaded by this thot who had 'second-thoughts' about playing with me that night over a year ago at a party. I was still thinking, WTF is she fucking doing here.
After some time, she calls out for me and asks me if I'd like some nicotine (Inviting me outside for a smoke). I was like, "Uhh, okay, sure." I'm thinking in my head, why is she in my fucking home, all I wanted to do was chill and play video games and wait for my plate to come over tonight and just fucking chill.
I then told myself,
Fuck it, I'll act friendly and just frame it in my head that I own her pussy like I do with every hot chick I encounter (Because she is hot, after all).
So we go step out and have a smoke (I don't smoke but meh, I need one because my anxiety levels are fucking through the roof from this chick being in MY presence at MY abode). We catch up, clear up some more stuff, and I'm like whatever, it's no big deal, ain't even a thing anymore, I'm doing fine as fuck now lately, etc that kind of thing.
She offers me a sip of her wine from her, to which I accept. I make a joke saying, "Oh shit, here we are exchanging cooties now." Over the course of the convo, we make a little bit of harmless kino with a poke on the side here, touch of the shoulder there, exchanging the drink, etc. But, I'm keeping in mind that I don't want to do anything that will make things awkward or potentially get myself #metoo'd. Plus, I'm expecting to have a plate over later, and I don't want to escalate the flirting too much or get to a kiss or whatever, and make things weird for when my plate does come over.
Eventually, it gets to the point where we're talking about cats and she says, "I kind of want to just go back to my place and cuddle with my cats and watch suicide squad. I have wine. You want to come over?"
I'm thinking in my head WTF holy shit is happening. I just say, "Sure!"
We go up and she makes a joke on how the room mate is going to give her such a dirty look for dipping so early and leaving with me. XD I'm like, Yeah he gives me the dirty look all the time.
She tells me to basically pack a bag, and I'm thinking, "Oh shit, this chick cannot make it any more obvious that she wants to bang." I tell her, "Oh, assuming I'm going to sleep over are we?"
I follow her to her place, her sister leaves for work, and she literally tells me "I'm going to ask you to have sex with me later tonight." I'm just like, Lol Okay whatever.
We go to her bedroom, "Watch Suicide Squad" and smash. I pass out soon afterwards.
Here's where it gets a little...odd, but still, funny.
I wake up at like 4:00 am and notice she's not in bed. I'm like ok whatever, maybe she went to the bathroom or something. I wake up again at 4:30 and she's still gone, so I'm thinking, "Wow okay, this is a little weird." I walk out of the bedroom and see she's sleeping on the couch with covers, still naked. I don't know how to process this, it's weird af, maybe she was uncomfortable sleeping with me or some shit? Idk. I decided to dip without saying a word, but by the time I got home, I realized I left my wallet and hoodie back at her place.
FUCK. Okay, I'm going back to her place to pick that shit up real quick. When I get back there, her door is locked. I'm thinking, damn, I accidentally locked myself out or she woke up and locked the door when she noticed I was gone or something.
I knock on it. No answer. Knock on it again. Still no answer. Fuck fuck fuck. I keep knocking for a bit and then finally give up and start to make my way back to the car because it's cold. Her door opens.
I'm immediately like, "Lol I had an asthma attack and had to go get my inhaler, but I guess I got locked out." She didn't even realize I was gone, she thought I was still in bed and was wondering who was knocking and didn't want to deal with it, lmao. She totally bought it though, saying I could have used her inhaler to which I was like oh shit I didn't even know she had asthma.
She was scratching her head saying she drank so much last night she didn't even remember how she made it to the couch or why. We had a bit of a laugh about it, but internally I was just mad relieved she wasn't trying to pull a fast one on me. We make our way back to her bedroom, fuck again, and then I dip at 6:00 AM with the excuse that I had to go to the gym and go to a wood crafting class.
That's how I went from being shook about this chick from my past being there, to smashing her.
I'll write a comprehensive field report and post it here later, but I'd just like to throw this out there:
DMSI 3.2a appears to be far more powerful than DMSI 3.2b; at least, after running it for just three days so far.
EDIT: Okay, so here's a field report on something that happened out of the night. Out of the blue.
Alright so yesterday I got home after work and decided to go to the store to get some food and drinks for later. When I got back to my apartment, I saw my room mate open the door for this chick and instantly my blood pressure started to rise, and anxiety and awkwardness levels shot right up and through the roof.
It was her.
I've mentioned this before on the server in passing, but I had an incident early last year that cost me about 90% of my social circle I had been involving myself in. The TL;DR version of it is, I went to a house party and this chick was throwing me IOIs. Let me think of a name for her...Let's go with Cat, since she's kind of like a feline. I've known her for a few years in this social circle. We always flirted but nothing ever came about from it. Never even made out or anything like that. She was either involved with someone else or I was with someone else.
Anyway, she was throwing me IOI's but the thing is she was dating another friend of mine at the time. I was experimenting with dark triad seduction at the time and felt like I was doing pretty well with holding a cocky, dominant frame. She would reciprocate in kind, telling me things like she was going to be breaking up with her boyfriend soon anyway, etc etc, so later that night we started to play. Well, things got a little awkward as 'she appeared to sober up' so I had to dip. Next thing you know, I hear rumors about me being involved with roofies from all over the place. People unfriend me, block me, and just outright stop inviting me to things and don't allow me to go to other parties my friends were going to. Basically, I got fucked, and not in a good way.
My room mate is friends with her, and we were able to clear the air about it a few months later over the phone but I was still deep in depression over it, trying to pull myself out. She wasn't the one who spread the rumors about me and roofies, but rather, her (now ex) bf's best friend who was talking shit about me. She only told two people we even did anything, but then it somehow got spread around that I apparently forced myself onto her (when I didn't, really).
Fast forward to today:
Yeah, so, she's over now, after a year of not even speaking to eachother or even hearing about eachother. Out of nowhere, the fuckin' blue, lol. My initial instinct and thought process is,"Oh shit, what the fuck is going on, wtf is going on, wtf is going on, anxiety levels RISING"
I say, "Heyy! Long time no see!!!" with a smile. I can feel this invisible force field/barrier between us, keeping my space a little because I don't want to get fucking #metoo'd. She says Hi back to me with a smile, so her, the room mate, and I step into the elevator and I'm holding this bag of groceries and my beer, lol. They're chatting about her work and how she's exhausted from finishing a 55 hr work week- She's a website/graphic designer for some startup company a mutual friend's dad owns.
When we walk into my apartment, my room mate's girlfriend is there, and "Cat" immediately greets my cat saying "Goookuuuu!!!" with excitement, petting and cuddling him. I have a brief little 'catch-up' conversation with her, asking how things are going with work and what not as I pop open a beer, grab my food, and then dip to my bedroom to hide in horror from the awkwardness. I have no idea what to make of this situation, and was kind of pissed my room mate had this chick over without at least giving me a heads up. Also, I was planning on having a plate come over to hook up later tonight and didn't want to deal with all these people. She came over to hang out and get out of the house, meet my room mate's gf, and have dinner which my room mate was cooking.
I can overhear her in the other room saying, "Where did Tesla go?" I just stay in my room though eating my food and drinking my beer to kind of just keep private in my own little corner; my safe-space that had been invaded by this thot who had 'second-thoughts' about playing with me that night over a year ago at a party. I was still thinking, WTF is she fucking doing here.
After some time, she calls out for me and asks me if I'd like some nicotine (Inviting me outside for a smoke). I was like, "Uhh, okay, sure." I'm thinking in my head, why is she in my fucking home, all I wanted to do was chill and play video games and wait for my plate to come over tonight and just fucking chill.
I then told myself,
Fuck it, I'll act friendly and just frame it in my head that I own her pussy like I do with every hot chick I encounter (Because she is hot, after all).
So we go step out and have a smoke (I don't smoke but meh, I need one because my anxiety levels are fucking through the roof from this chick being in MY presence at MY abode). We catch up, clear up some more stuff, and I'm like whatever, it's no big deal, ain't even a thing anymore, I'm doing fine as fuck now lately, etc that kind of thing.
She offers me a sip of her wine from her, to which I accept. I make a joke saying, "Oh shit, here we are exchanging cooties now." Over the course of the convo, we make a little bit of harmless kino with a poke on the side here, touch of the shoulder there, exchanging the drink, etc. But, I'm keeping in mind that I don't want to do anything that will make things awkward or potentially get myself #metoo'd. Plus, I'm expecting to have a plate over later, and I don't want to escalate the flirting too much or get to a kiss or whatever, and make things weird for when my plate does come over.
Eventually, it gets to the point where we're talking about cats and she says, "I kind of want to just go back to my place and cuddle with my cats and watch suicide squad. I have wine. You want to come over?"
I'm thinking in my head WTF holy shit is happening. I just say, "Sure!"
We go up and she makes a joke on how the room mate is going to give her such a dirty look for dipping so early and leaving with me. XD I'm like, Yeah he gives me the dirty look all the time.
She tells me to basically pack a bag, and I'm thinking, "Oh shit, this chick cannot make it any more obvious that she wants to bang." I tell her, "Oh, assuming I'm going to sleep over are we?"
I follow her to her place, her sister leaves for work, and she literally tells me "I'm going to ask you to have sex with me later tonight." I'm just like, Lol Okay whatever.
We go to her bedroom, "Watch Suicide Squad" and smash. I pass out soon afterwards.
Here's where it gets a little...odd, but still, funny.
I wake up at like 4:00 am and notice she's not in bed. I'm like ok whatever, maybe she went to the bathroom or something. I wake up again at 4:30 and she's still gone, so I'm thinking, "Wow okay, this is a little weird." I walk out of the bedroom and see she's sleeping on the couch with covers, still naked. I don't know how to process this, it's weird af, maybe she was uncomfortable sleeping with me or some shit? Idk. I decided to dip without saying a word, but by the time I got home, I realized I left my wallet and hoodie back at her place.
FUCK. Okay, I'm going back to her place to pick that shit up real quick. When I get back there, her door is locked. I'm thinking, damn, I accidentally locked myself out or she woke up and locked the door when she noticed I was gone or something.
I knock on it. No answer. Knock on it again. Still no answer. Fuck fuck fuck. I keep knocking for a bit and then finally give up and start to make my way back to the car because it's cold. Her door opens.
I'm immediately like, "Lol I had an asthma attack and had to go get my inhaler, but I guess I got locked out." She didn't even realize I was gone, she thought I was still in bed and was wondering who was knocking and didn't want to deal with it, lmao. She totally bought it though, saying I could have used her inhaler to which I was like oh shit I didn't even know she had asthma.
She was scratching her head saying she drank so much last night she didn't even remember how she made it to the couch or why. We had a bit of a laugh about it, but internally I was just mad relieved she wasn't trying to pull a fast one on me. We make our way back to her bedroom, fuck again, and then I dip at 6:00 AM with the excuse that I had to go to the gym and go to a wood crafting class.
That's how I went from being shook about this chick from my past being there, to smashing her.
"A man who loves women is loved by women."
