Trip Report: CP or 5-MeO-W Sex: Yes... uh, I mean Male Age: Older than a raver but younger than a hippy Location: My home in Fort Lauderdale Start Time: After lunch End time: I can't remember Method of Ingestion: nasal spray Concentration: 1x, the 10x extraction failed miserably Height: Yes, I'm high... oh... uhm.. 6'1" Weight: 180lbs State of Mind: Florida
I first heard about Cat Piss from a friend who said a friend of his neighbor's brother tried it and hallucinated for several hours. I've always been a big fan of LSD and mushrooms, which are also hallucinogens, so I was looking forward to trying CP.
Whenever I try a new substance, I carefully research it first; I want to have a good time, but while at it, I don't want to hurt myself. My research lead to the Vaults' web page on CP here: The Vaults.
This well-respected web site has become one of my favorite places to visit on the web. There, I studied the chemistry and pharmacology of CP and found that the psychoactive compound in CP is 5-MeO-W, known by the chemical name 5-Methoxy-N,N-Whateverine. I applied my background in organic chemistry to derive an extraction protocol for CP (to be published shortly) that should concentrate the 5-Methoxy-N,N-Whateverine to at least 10 times the normal concentration.
I set up a stirring hotplate, sep funnels, condensers, vacuum pumps and assorted other equipment in my closet and began the procedure. Despite being very careful, a refluxing reaction got out of hand and started another fire in my apartment. I still hadn't bought a fire extinguisher so I had to use most of the CP I'd been collecting to put out the fire. After my neighbors knocked on the door to ask about the smell, I decided to pass on the extraction and use the CP straight.
I went back to the Vaults and found that the best method of administration is ocular injection. I don't think I could ever manage to stick a needle in my eye, so I opted for the second best method of administration: nasal spray.
To facilitate this, I found an old nasal decongestant spray bottle in the medicine cabinet. There was some dried mucous clogging the applicator tip, but I had to empty and clean the bottle to refill it with CP, so it presented no problems. When everything was finally ready, I sat in my living room, inserted the spray bottle tip in my left nostril and inhaled sharply while squeezing the bottle. Then, before I could change my mind, I immediately shot another dose up the other nostril.
What happened next defies description. The first thing I noticed was the horrible smell. I've never smelled anything like it. It was a sweet, sickly smell reminiscent of stale coffee and public restroom with subtle overtones of rotting cabbage.
Anyway, once I got over the initial shock of the smell, I sat back and took mental notes as the experience progressed. I sat there for a few seconds and realized I was pawing at the couch cushions. Then, I got an an overwhelming urge to piss on the furniture. I stood up, dropped my pants, and sprayed everything. It felt wonderful! Next I ran over to the potted plant in the corner and started chewing the leaves. With my intellect still partially intact I realized how odd my behavior was, but I just couldn't help it.
I felt a little hungry, so I ran and jumped up on the kitchen counter looking for food; finding none, I hopped back on the floor where I spent the next hour batting around a wad of paper I found under the couch. It was a little wet from when I peed on everything, but I still had a great time playing with it. After a while, I decided to just lay on the floor and roll over on my back to stretch and yawn.
I stood up, but it felt very uncomfortable, so I dropped on all fours and trotted around the house sniffing every nook and cranny for quite a while. I was getting a bit thirsty but, due to the powerful intoxication, I was unable to figure out how to work the faucet or open the refrigerator, so I ran upstairs to the bathroom and had a drink from the toilet.
When I finished drinking, I stood up and I saw my reflection in the mirror. It startled me quite badly and I fairly hopped about 10 feet in the air while hissing and spitting uncontrollably. Despite the fear, I was transfixed by the image I saw and spent the next 20 minutes turning sideways, raising my hackles, and hissing and spitting at it. It was very messy. Eventually I tired of this, wiped my chin, and had another drink from the toilet.
Exhausted by my ordeal so far, I crawled under my bed and licked myself for a while before falling asleep. When I woke up hours later, I felt a little sick. I hopped up on the bed and coughed violently several times, then I spit up a hair ball. It was pretty disgusting so I just pawed the comforter over it and ran downstairs as the CP intoxication began to wear off.
For the next several days I couldn't resist rubbing up against walls, furniture, and even strangers walking past me. It was very embarrassing. Despite all this, I never did hallucinate at all and the entire experience was disappointing and mentally scarring. I'll probably try CP again, though; perhaps as many as eight more times. I sure hope my future experiences turn out better than this one. I think next time I'll try anal plugging instead of the nasal administration route. At least I won't have to worry about the smell that way.
I'm going out to buy a fire extinguisher now...
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