For those following me on twitter, you'll instantly recognise this story from there. I liked it enough I thought I'd put it up here so it could be found more easily. I've poked it here and there and formatted it to be better than what Twitter limits me too.
A sort of attempt at honoring the long now gone SmittyTG, a legend amongst some of the community.
Enjoy.
XXTacy.
The name belonged to ag ender changing drug from the "old" rave scene. a mysterious drug that was all over the place getting used big time at warehouse orgies and sex clubs that had next to no rules. Hell at one point it was being legally legislated.
You say to me "Dude, Thats nothing new. Theres a million drugs that can change you into a woman, whats special about this one? I can get elixir for free of the internet and I can get some pink pill off a guy calling himself Papa. Hell I know about that Insatiable stuff thats started to surge wildly through the scene."
Well firstly none of that shit ever got legislated now did it? No. XXTacy was so wild and all over the place they had informational pamphlets and movies dedicated to the damn thing. So why haven't you heard of it?
It vanished entirely one day. The Recipe, the culture, the people who used it, Movies, dealers, the dens, everything. No one knows where it went, hell most of the places it's use was documented are gone. There were very public users of the stuff and They're gone. Only the memories.
What made it special? Well, Elixir, is like being thrown into a wormhole and coming out different on the otherside, it's provable that someone else entirely is doing stuff to you when you're on it.
XXtacy on the other hand is like being tossed into a bonfire. It rips you down and gives you a new body, but personality? Nah. You might develop a psychosomatic set of behavioural traits while under the influence. But that bitch is all you.
And don't ask me how, but XXtacy's ultimate party trick? Something about the chemical construction of it -knows- you're a slut inside, a cock craving nympho hiding inside a fake man. If you take it and have no leanings towards that it's basically viagra.
Even when you stop being that bitch out there shaking her ass for cock and cum, you'll know, at a moments notice you'd go right back with the right incentive, to the best of any recorded knowledge no one was ever able to "just quit." it was harder than elixir, because at the end of the day, "Amelia" can be starved if you got enough willpower and destroy your little pink vials.
On X you are Amelia.
But it's gone to the winds of history now, no one knows where the guy that made it went, the records of it's history is gone. or is it?
Think you're man enough to try?
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