DOSE:	2 g	oral	Mushrooms	(dried)
	2	oral	2C-B	(pill / tablet)
		smoked	Cannabis

BODY WEIGHT:

140 lb

I'm what most people would call a 'recreational' user of psychedelic drugs. I've only ever drank alcohol and smoked marijuana until about 9 months ago when I attended my first music festival and tried MDMA. It was the most beautiful experience of my life. Since then, I've always been very interested in different drugs and their potential to open up our minds, bond with the people around us, and create beautiful memories that last forever.

I wasn't planning on taking any drugs that day. I was planning to visit the guy I've been seeing for about two months now who lives a little under two hours away from me, let's call him AX. He's someone who I feel very comfortable around, despite knowing him for a short amount of time. I had met AX at a music festival, and since then we have done LSD and smoked marijuana together. He had taken many different types of drugs before, including mushrooms and 2C-B several times. He texted me asking if I wanted to trip on mushrooms when I came to visit, and I said sure. I've never had a bad experience with any drug except high doses of marijuana, which tends to make me very paranoid.

I was excited when AX and I picked up the shrooms from his friend, and we both ate them whole with our lunch. We were planning to trip at AX's apartment, a familiar place we both felt comfortable, and we planned to go outside to experience nature after the effects had taken place. AX had mentioned the mushrooms have a bad taste, but they were so dried out, they didn't taste like anything to me.

An hour passed, and I was trying to figure out if I was feeling anything. We were just sitting around watching tv. Two hours passed. By now, neither of us were feeling anything significant. I noticed when we stepped onto his back porch that some of the plants outside were slightly more colorful than usual, and rough edges of objects appeared to be smoother, but it was very mild.

Dissapointed, I asked if there was any way we could still trip tonight. He said another friend of his sold 2C-B. I had never even heard of the drug, but we both had been looking forward to tripping, so I decided we might as well. AX told me he wasn't feeling anything (his dosage was 7 grams, but his were just as dried as mine were) and that he was fine to drive so we could pick up the 2C-B and get some milkshakes on the way back.

We returned to AX's apartment. I put the tab of 2C-B on my tongue and let it sit for about half an hour. It tasted awful- it was incredibly bitter and slightly metallic tasting. I noticed the tablet was making my tongue numb, and AX said this was normal. We sat quietly on his porch as I started to notice my surroundings suddenly looking very different. I felt very off-balance; It was as though the world was making slow back-and-forth movements. It made me uneasy at first, since I had no idea what to expect from this drug. I took what was left of my tab off of my tongue and threw it in an ashtray. I told AX that I wanted to go inside, and we slowly stood up and made our way inside.

Walking from his porch to his couch seemed impossible. I was holding my arms out to my sides in fear of losing balance. We layed down and spooned on his couch. He asked me what I wanted to watch on tv, so I told him something funny and familiar like Family Guy was ideal. This is where my visuals began to get very intense. The tv turned much more purple than I knew the normal hue was supposed to be. The room was spinning, and it was hard for me to focus. Everything in the room began to slowly change colors. Multiple-colored beams were coming from every direction; I couldn't tell where they were coming from. I looked at the plain white ceiling and there seemed to be colorful dots dancing around. I told AX that this was the trippiest thing I've ever experienced, and he asked if I was ok. I was a little afraid but I was alright, so I said yes. My body was shaking pretty rapidly, and I couldn't tell if it was because of the drugs or if I was very cold. I held his arm tightly and moved closer to him. I kept telling myself I was going to just 'hang on and enjoy the ride'.

After about 20 minutes, I was more relaxed because I had gotten more used to the intense visuals. We were both laughing hysterically at the tv. When we tried talking to each other, we couldn't really understand and would just be laughing uncontrollably. All of my fear went away by now and I started having an incredible time. The colorful beams I was seeing dance all around the room reminded me of light shows some people give others at festivals using gloves, orbs, etc. We switched the tv to Youtube videos of people gloving, and just sat on the floor close to the tv and watched. It was pretty, but at the same time felt a little weird. I stood up to get some water, and while grabbing for a glass, noticed the long trail my hand made as I moved it. This amazed me, and I waved my hands a few more times in front of me. AX found humor in my amazement and started laughing. He switched the tv to a Youtube channel of colorful, trippy, computer-made moving objects (something similar to if you play a music CD from an Xbox, Playstation or computer) that played along with soothing EDM. We sat back on the couch and watched this for about an hour. We kept pretending we weren't tripping enough for this, but secretly I was absolutely loving it. I'll never forget how beautiful the visuals were. The colorful moving lines and objects appeared to move off the tv screen and completely fill the room. I told him my eyes were watering a lot, and he said this was one of the effects, and that the tears helped to distort the colors and make more intense visuals. This kind of killed the magic of the drug for me once I found out how it worked. He asked if I wanted to go for a walk outside and smoke a blunt, and I happily agreed. I finally had my balance back and the intense visuals had worn off a little. Except I did notice when I looked at the tree right outside his apartment, it appeared to have miniature Christmas lights. It was the middle of the summer, there were no Christmas lights.

We walked around his neighborhood smoking, and I was feeling very peaceful and happy. I am normally a pretty quiet person, but I found myself rambling about pretty deep subjects to AX. I was a little dissapointed he wasn't sharing as much as I was, and I tried getting him to talk more, but it was no use. After walking for a bit, I asked if he wanted to go back to his place to change into our bathing suits so we could use his hot tub. He agreed, we got changed, and proceeded to walk towards the hot tub. I found myself paranoid of cars that were passing by. Whenever a car would come, I would pull AX a little to the side and I would move pretty far away. He said we were fine, and I was just tripping. Despite him taking double the dosage, he weighs 60 pounds more than I do and has a high tolerance for most drugs, so I think his was mostly worn off by now. My visuals were gone, but I was still feeling very euphoric.

We arrived at the pool and immediately turned on the bubbles and stepped into the hot tub. It was only lukewarm, but the water felt amazing on my skin. I swam around a bit and enjoyed the sensations. I looked up at the stars, at the palm trees surrounding the pool, and it was all so pretty and peaceful. AX put me on his lap and we started to kiss. It was unlike any kiss I've ever had with him. The combination of the water, his skin, lips, and tongue felt incredible. The kiss was slow, passionate, and romantic. I forgot about everything and just enjoyed the moment. It was then I realized that AX wasn't just another fling to me- He was someone I trusted and developed intense feelings for. He was getting horny and wanted to have sex, and I told him someone could easily come to swim and see us. He told me it was late at night, and no one would see us. After a little convincing, I agreed. We always have great sex, but this time was even more exceptional. I believe it was because my physical and emotional sensations were multiplied. Shortly afterwards, I saw a woman on a balcony looking down straight at us. I told AX someone had seen us. When he looked up, the woman paced around a bit then quickly went inside. He told me that this lady would call the cops, and there was a cop sitting right outside the pool, and he hurried to get his clothes on. I thought he was tripping a little and being paranoid, but I agreed to leave the hot tub and we quickly left. I laughed realizing the crazy thing we had just done, and at the relief there was no cop to be seen.

When we returned to AX's apartment, we saw the trippy Youtube video paused on the tv and decided we were way too sober to continue watching it. It seemed odd to me in this more normal state of mind that we found this so entertaining for so long. I don't remember much of the rest of the night. It had been about 4 hours since the beginning of our trip, and it was pretty much over. I took a shower and we talked for a little in his bed before falling asleep. The next day I had a painful headache. AX said it was just because I was dehydrated, but it felt much more painful than that, like a bad alcohol hangover. Nonetheless, it was worth the beautiful night I had.

I wouldn't say 2C-B is a drug that messes with my emotions like MDMA or LSD does. It's much more of a visual trip for me. The euphoria is still there, but it's nothing in comparison to MDMA. I would definitely take it again, perhaps at a music festival where I could really enjoy the multiplication of colors from the stage and from real light shows. But I personally wouldn't take any more than 1 tablet, since the first two hours of my trip were very intense.

Exp Year: 2015	ExpID: 106725
Gender: Female
Age at time of experience: 21
Published: May 15, 2019	Views: 1,148
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