So there's this girl, i'll call her SadEyes, I've been gaming for a while. Read: a few days. I met her outside campus while she was having a cigarette with her friend, a guy I kinda sorta knew. Used that excuse to start a conversation, get her name, and then bounced. Didn't really think much of it. She's small, 5'2, slim, cute as heck, waifu kinda girl. Has really deep, sad eyes, like she's seen some shit. .
Few days later, studying in the library, she walks in and gets her chemistry shit out. I saunter over and plop myself down next to her. Pre-TRP beta ass me would have spent hours stressing over whether I should go talk to her and what I was going to say. I didn't even think for a second, I got up and started talking to her as if we'd been friends for ages.
We say here, "always assume attraction". I think you should take it one step further, "assume you already have the bang".
I've been doing this for a while now and it's improved my frame with girls tremendously. I used to always be kinda nervous and beta around girls before I fucked them, and if they did somehow let me into their pants, the alpha would burst out and I would have that girl wrapped around my finger after. The girls would be hooked af once the wild cocky alpha came out of me, and I would never lose them after.
So I started treating every new girl like I'd already fucked her, or I was going to fuck her eventually. I'd import the frame I had with girls I was already fucking and employ it on every new girl I'd meet. BAM. Instant results.
1.Act like you've already fucked the shit out of her
So I'm chatting to this girl and she just malfunctions. Nervous, tripping over her words, saying stupid shit, really embarrassed. I've had this effect on girls before but this time it was so stark. I reminded me cruelly of the way I used to act around super hot girls that scared the living shit out of me, and it made clear just how gross and unattractive it must have been.
Anyway, it was cute coming from this girl. It's very uplifting to know you can make some girls break just by talking to them. Girl was probably soaked. Had a really fucking huge realisation at that point; "Holy fuck, I'm Chad". I went from Naruto messenger bag skinny fedoralord to being able to do this to a chick...
I tell her to let me know next time she goes out for a cig and I'll join her.
She goes out for a cig and I go out with her and we make smalltalk and shoot the shit. She says she will add me on facebook, I tell her I don't have that shit and give her my number instead. She texts me, I ignore her for like, 2 days. Idk.
Bump into her on campus a few days later. I'm chatting to another girl I'm gaming and her hot friends and she's eating that shit up. Hair twirling, stupid laughing, that twisty knee thing they do. Blondie is boring holes into me from afar. Bunch of my chad friends walk by, I do stupid bro shit with them, like frat boy chest beating and all that.
Chat to SadEyes, get interrupted by my climbing buddies, more Chads. Chat to Uni lecturer who walks by and knows me by name. Shoot the shit with him for a few seconds. Displaying massive value all over the place without even thinking about it. She just stands there swaying and waiting for me to pay attention to her again. Once again, it flashes through my head. "Holy fuck, I'm Chad"
Start talking to SadEyes about movies. Very easy way to get some plausibly deniable way to get into her pants: "You've never seen Shrek 2??!!? What the heck?!?!! I definitely got to show it to you one time".
She's all up for that shit. "Yeah sure" she say. "I'll text you" I say.
2. Use Movies or TV shows to set up an easy way to get some alone time. "Netflix and chill" isn't just a meme, it's precisely handcrafted fuck strategy honed over the ages. Use it wisely.
I don't text her for a while until she texts me. "Hey xxx" she says, or some shit. I get straight to the point, "Movie at yours later?". She's apprehensive. "I'm not sure about mine... etc etc". "We can't do mine" I say, and then just drop it.
I cant bring girls back to my place at the moment. Makes it much harder to get the bangs, but hey, you gotta work with what you got. We're all going to have something holding us back, all you gotta do is work through it.
I try again in person a day later. "Okay, whatever," she says, "they'll just have to put up with it". I don't know what she means by this but damn do I eventually find out.
Next day I text her "coming over, meet me here at 6". Didn't ask for shit, didn't mess around with logistics. Every single one of the 3 texts I sent this girl was to set up a meeting. Drove her fucking wild that I wouldn't text her at all, she told me later.
3. Texting is only to set up meets. Don't be the beta that has long conversations with her over text. Your time is valuable, she doesn't want to see you wasting it on her. She wants you to be mysterious and more important than her. As I said in my previous post, the hottest thing a girl can hear you say is "busy".
So we get to her place, dingy little room in a block of flats, but hey I don't judge cos we're all broke students here. Her room is particularly lifeless and bare though and I start to get an odd kind of... pity... for this girl. She's very shy and anxious and sweet and not outwardly slutty or masculine like the other "bad bitch" slut kinda girls. She seems like she'd make a great girlfriend/wife one day, or she would have at one point.... plus, she has really sad eyes, like, I just look into them and I can just tell she's hurting real bad on the inside.
So I fuck her anyway. There's no movie, I go straight for her lips once my shoes are off and she's going crazy for it. Girl really wants to be fucked. Get her clothes off and she's got a great, tight little body that she's been hiding. Obviously I'm pretty aggressive from the get go and as I've said before I normally skip the blowjobs the first time round and go straight for the aggressive fuck. This girl really wanted to suck my dick though, so, whatever, I let her. Got some of that great, "first time I'm sucking his dick so gotta impress him " head. She wants to get on top and ride me, so here's where I employ "The Slut Test".
Me: "I don't think I have any condoms, I didn't expect this to happen" I say (HAAAAHAHHAAAHAAA).
"Oh fuck" She says. "....."
"We're going to have to stop. Next time I'll bring some"
She's sitting there twiddiling her thumbs. "I guess, I don't mind that much..."
"Don't mind what"
"you can not use a condom if you want " she's looking at the floor.
"I'm not sure... are you on birth control?"
"no... but if you pull out we should be fine..."
"Hmmm... I don't know... Really wanna fuck though...let me just check in case I left one in my back pocket"
Oh, would you look at that! Miraculously I find a condom. Slap that shit on and start pounding away at her. Sadly though, the massive red flag has already been raised and I probably won't fuck this girl again unless she gives me a really good reason to.
I do this with EVERY girl I bang for the first time. Pretend I don't have a condom and see how many of them will fuck me without one anyway. If they have any class they'll say no... but the vast majority of girls I've done this with were totally okay with it. SO MANY girls fail the test. That's fucked up. If they are willing to fuck me raw then they are down to fuck every other guy like that too. It fucking worries me just how degenerate our teenage girls have become and how they'll allow any alpha chump to give them a disease because she got the tingles.
I've only ever had one girl who stopped sex and just sucked me off. Some girls have their own condoms. That's less worrisome then the bad option but still irks me that they're fucking around so much that they keep their own condoms just in case. Oh well, whatever, AWALT after all.
So I'm really going at this girl, hand around her neck, fistful of hair, she's burying her face into her pillow, trying to be quiet, I think. Then out of nowhere:
BAM BAM BAM. Loud knock on the door.
"Fuck", she says.
First thing I think is, "boyfriend???".
"What is it?" I say. She seems visibly pissed. "It's my flatmate." She says. "He doesn't like it when I bring boys back".
"He gets really crazy when I bring boys back here".
Dude is still knocking at the door and calling her name.
"I don't know, but he gets really angry"
"Wow is he your dad?"
She seems very nervous and shy and definitely the non-confrontational type. He's still going. Idk what the fuck to do. She puts on some clothes and opens the door a crack. He starts shouting at her and I can practically feel the angry beta seep into the room.
"Who is that? Just a friend? What did we tell you! Too many! etc etc etc"
She's just trying to placate him. I'm astounded. This keeps going, kinds sounds like a manager telling off an employee, I go up to the door, still naked, she's like "no no no go back".
He's standing outside in the corridor, all 5ft 7 of him. Stupid beard, reeking of autism.
"What do you want dude"
"Who are you?" He says.
SadEyes is just pacing around the room freaking out.
"What's your problem?". I'm still not very good at maintaining eye contact, but I'm high test and fucking blue balled at this moment in time so the anger has me shooting lasers into him. He breaks and looks away.
"She's not supposed to bring guys back here".
"Are you jealous dude?"
"No, no it's just -"
He sneaks a look at my dick. I watched his eyes snap down then shoot back up.
"I mean if you want you can come in and watch I don't mind"
"-" dude is silent. I close the door and lock it.
Walking back from that interaction, I can't help but be astounded at the reversal of the situation; I would never have dreamed that I would be on this side of the door a couple of years ago. I would always have been the salty beta, but holy fuck, now I'm Chad. I've reached peak Chad.
SadEyes is happy I dealt with it but she's still super fucking stressed about it and the shit she'll get tomorrow and we end up going to bed without fucking again and I'm still blue balled af and have to listen to her complain about her flatmates. Apparently the dude has had a crush on her for a while and asked her to be "friends with benefits" and she said no and now he just spergs out whenever she brings any guys back, which apparently, is quite often.
Imagine being that fucking beta. Looking at it from his perspective, I'm just a douchebag tall Chad who's fucking the girl of his dreams and now I'm the worst person in the world. This is what most Betas don't understand about Chads... most of the time they haven't got that way by accident. There's a lot of hard work and self growth needed to get to Chad status. Some guys have good upbringings and genetics and learn it through childhood. Some guys never do, even the ones who won the geneticlottery. I've seen plenty of tall, potentially attractive guys who are beta as fuck because they never discovered the tools needed to become Chad. TRP was the tool I needed, and while this beta shlub might think that I've "always been this way" and that he just can't compete with someone as genetically gifted as me, he doesn't realise I used to have a BMI of 17 and fapped to futanari hentai.
Anyway I'm pissed, not only because I was blue balled and now I don't have another condom so can't fuck her again, but also because I'd somehow let myself believe (even with my super advanced, diploma level TRP knowledge) that this one wasn't a massive slut and maybe I'd found a "good girl^TM and that she was just so infatuated by me she made an exception. Fuck, so stupid. Nice little slap in the face. AWALT, AWALT, AWALT.
Small cute girls always get me. They look so innocent and that they shouldn't be fucking about and you just want to protect them. Especially this girl, with the sad eyes and what I imagine to be crippling depression and longing for a real man to guide her. Laying in bed with her she asks me how many girlfriends I've had, and if I was looking for something serious. My heart broke. I tell her no, of course not. But I couldn't not feel for this girl. All she wanted in the whole world was to be loved properly by a guy who could actually guide and protect her, and she was giving up her body to try and find a guy who would do that for her. She thought she found it in me, and she went crazy for me, asking for commitment within a few hours. Having to take that hope away from her and throw her back into the pile. Fuck man. How could I do that kinda shit and not feel bad about it?
And she's not the only one either. Every single girl I've fucked, every plate has had this effect on me. Maybe I'm just a big fucking softie, it just makes me sad. Sad to see so many lost girls with no idea what they want and what will make them happy. Throwing their bodies at guy in a hope that one of the will love her. I've seen the sad eyes in too many of the girls I've fucked, eventually I think they just die inside and get that thousand cock stare, but some of them still have hope... and to be the guy to dangle the carrot in front of them and take it away after, fuck, I can't keep doing it.
"Do you have a dad?" I ask her.
"no." Exactly as I thought.
Almost all my other plates are fatherless too.
In the morning while she showers I look around her room. She has some old photos by her bedside table, family photos, when she was a baby, both parents in the pictures, happy memories with siblings.
Fuck. My heart broke again.
All I wanted was to take this girl into my arms and be her dad and tell he everything was going to be okay. But I can't save her. It's not my job. It's not even possible. There are thousands, millions of other girls out there, exactly the same. Broken and lost and sad and longing for a real guy to love them. These are our sisters and daughters and this is what has happened to them.
I can't blame women for being sluts anymore. I had a long, dark Anger phase where I hated them and the way they acted, now I'm just sad, very very sad. It hurts. To blame them for not being able to control their emotions and indulgences is like blaming a fat child for being fat. They don't understand, they don't know how. They're grown children with no parents and they are all really, really sad.
I've connected with every girl I've ever fucked and had to sever that connection, and it must fuck them up, fuck them up real bad. No wonder none of them can pair bond anymore. It was this last time though, seeing that at just how sad this girl was and the photos next to her bed.... it really got to me... I walked home that day in a sobering stupor of sad, pensive thoughts. I stopped by the chapel in my school and sat and thought for a long long time, I guess naively hoping it would help clean me. If there's an Anger Phase to the Red Pill, then there's a definitely Sadness Phase, and man is it harsh. I don't even think I can plate anymore, I can't keep doing this to these girls. I know if I don't others will, but it won't be on my conscience at least.
What's happened to our sisters and daughters and mothers. It's sad. Really sad.
1.Act like you've already fucked the shit out of her
2. Use Movies or TV shows to set up an easy way to get some alone time.
3. Texting is only to set up meets.
4. The Sadness Phase is real