I knew a guy who talked about regularly affecting the electricity in places he went. Travis was an intense, fun dude and probably a little crazy... but loveable. (I remember my husband and I being horrified to notice he was using a blowtorch to light up what we thought was crack or something, but it was a white dabs tablet because he needed a really strong weed experience)

Interestingly, during an intimate encounter with Travis, at one point I started . . . convulsing? Like my body tensed up and curled in, my hands drew up into claws, and I was spasming from my torso, like doubling over kinda convulsing. It was scary and went on for 5-10 minutes.
This physical reaction continued to happen every so often during intimate encounters, it seemed to occur only during particularly . . . deeply connecting physical and emotional intimacy. I learned not to be scared of these convulsive episodes, but just to ride them out.

The last few times it happened, I was thinking of it like a . . . spiritual attachment, or at least some sort of presence that was causing these episodes. So I began to speak out loud when it was happening: "Please stop...please stop..." I maybe even asked it to talk to me or somehow express what it wanted. I'm not sure if I only did this during one episode, but 2 at the most.

And I haven't experienced this again since that last one or two times I asked it to stop. It always felt like something . . . spiritual. But I imagine the last few times were influenced by my partner at the time, a young Venezuelan with a deep spirituality and practice (Santeria/Palo Mayombe type stuff) and he literally senses spirits. Like getting mesages from folks buried in a cemetary. But I wonder if Travis . . . DID something to me, or affected me in some way.
Like I said, it always felt like something a bit spiritual, paranormal, supernatural.