Fantasy, then some stories. Realized a funny thing, I got more aroused with the synthesized stuff my mind produced than with bikini photos of some of my young, cute and slender girl friends, who are, to addition, are far more "reachable" than fantasy. A perfect illustration for desensitization/sensitization conception. I guess I'd better try this time to fantasize about real people and realistic situations (fortunately, sometimes realistic settings are more exciting than purely imagined, I didn't lost all my natual sexuality yet, lol) or not to fantasize at all, rather than constructing virtual performances. Just re-read this and it seem quite like Inception, oddly. Also, can't measure how much damage was taken if any, since I had bad sleep and bad blood sugars (not connected to fapping, to say) and feel like my brain is rotting. Will analyze that tomorrow when I'll have a more clear state of the mind.