Attired in my solid charcoal suit, crisp white French cuff shirt, and royal blue tie I explore the sensations of slowly gunging in various liquids. Starting with a thick white soup, the subtle difference in pressure my suit applies against my body as it becomes heavier with each drop. Gravity slowly causing a glacial flow across my increasingly ruined jacket punctuated by drops onto my slacks is almost unbearable. After I gently massage the gunge into my lapels and sleeves, I move to ruin my sexy sheer socks. Switching to a clear slime-like kitchen cleaning agent, I add layer upon layer to my suit. I conclude "Impulsion I" by showing off my ruined, gunged suit pridefully. If only I had another suit to join.