[Anal Obsession (1B+1D), Cumdumpsters: Petite Women (1B+1D),2C]

"Hmm, well your background check led me to believe you may go down this route," Charles says flatly. "We knew you were into anal play… well not on you, but with other women. The whole petite thing makes sense too given you porn collection and your hookup history.”

You smile nervously. He's right, ever since you gave a rim job to that flat-chested 5 ft girl, you just couldn’t get enough. Now that you think about it, being dragged to all of your sister's ballerina performances as a kid might have affected your taste in women.

"Alright, so what you want is a world where all women are obsessed with anal play. Rim jobs, butt plugs, anal dildos, fisting, anal sex, you name it, women love it. On top of that, women are free to use sexually… as long as it involves their ass that is. Doc doesn’t look too kindly on pedophiles, so this is strictly 18+. Pretty straightforward. And look at you! Sharing this gift with all of mankind, should make things interesting. Oh and there will be plenty of threesomes, foursomes, hell whatever-somes, as long as they're involving a woman’s asshole. You should know that this means that not only will women participate in anal-play with one another, but that men will get involved with women anally too. Looks like this free use won't go unnoticed either, you want these woman to be active participants in the anal sex fest. They won't view the anal play as they would, say, breathing, but instead the woman will be fully aware of their anal free use and it will likely be an active topic of discussion in their lives. That'll be interesting to see how they justify their open and free use by everyone. Mind you, for society to function, they'll still have to maintain relatively normal lives with jobs, families, friends, etc... they're not going to simply be sex slaves, well except for your second change.”

“Ok… for the second part…You're asking for a world where all petite women are cumdumps— not just to say cum-sluts or free-use, though that would go without saying, but they're essentially treated as objects of pure sexual satisfaction and nothing else. You want them to enjoy their position too. Shouldn’t be too hard. As far as “petite goes” you’re going to have to help me out there on specific dimensions.

Well shit you hadn’t thought of that. “Oh well… Let’s keep it to B-cups and lower as far as cup size goes. And ummm… hmm height. I guess under 5 ft 2 inches? Body-wise… well, I’m not a big fan of big tits, but you knew that. I love women with a nice gap between their legs, but with a nice tight, squeezable butt. Overall pretty thin if that’s ok.”

“Ok ok, I think I get your idea. We can always just average out your “Petite” folder on your computer. Anyways… not so sure about this next part you wanted though. It’s a given that “cumdumps” would like cum, but you’re asking that it be the only thing they can eat. That might be a stretch, but I’ll ask Doc anyways. Subsisting entirely off of semen might make it a bit difficult for them, so you might actually have a bonus…mhmm, uhh down below to make the change work. That sound good?”

You thought this might happen. "Yeah, that should be good. Oh, by the way if it makes it a bit easier to accept… umm… the cumdumps obviously enjoy and consume human semen, but it doesn’t have to be limited to umm human semen…” you say below your breath as your cheeks redden.

"Oh, well that’s kind of gross… but convenient I guess” Charles says in a way that implies he knows exactly what you mean, but seems a tad uncomfortable by the idea.

With another nod, Charles reaches into his pocket and pulls out a small flip phone that looks about a decade old. "Right then, lad. I'll give the doctor a call and you'll be on your way."

Punching numbers in, he puts the phone to his ear as the dial tone starts playing. Not long after, it stops and a muffled voice you can't hear very well from your end speaks up. "Yeah, doc, he's got it all planned out," Charles said with a small laugh and a smile. "It's almost diabolical, really. I actually think it's pretty solid, yeah. Here's what he came up with..."

You can't help but feel pretty good about the fact that you managed to impress this man.

Charles relays the information to the point, and after some silence, the muffled voice says something very briefly before hanging up on their end, causing the call to drop. Charles turns his eyes to you as he closes his phone and stands up from his seat.

"Good news young man, not only did Doc like what you asked for, he decided to throw in a couple bonuses. Just as I thought, he’s going to have to change how much men cum now that they have a population of cumdumps to sustain. Basically men will be able to ejaculate several times what they could in your reality. They’ll be able to control the amount, whether that’s a teaspoon or a liter. Number two. Doc realize that where you’re from, there aren’t many petite women so he’s gonna change the population ratio a tad amongst women. They’ll be a lot more petite women now, but they probably won’t be the majority. Ok, That's that. Now, if you'll follow me."

Getting up from your own chair, you follow the foreign gentleman through the maze of crates, occasionally passing an emotionless guard with eyes hidden behind heavy sunglasses. Your heart racing, you're still not sure what exactly to expect. How is this going to end...?

"Here we are."

Looking around, you see that you and Charles are suddenly at the end of a very long white hallway, walls painted with streaks of black. In front of you stands a large black door with curved handles of silver, standing impressively tall.
How...and when? Why are you in this hall? You were in the warehouse just moments ago...right?

"Don't think too hard, lad," Charles says with a dismissive chuckle.

"All I need you to do is imagine where you want to be when you open this door. It's that simple. Could be your shitty apartment, could be the halls of your college, could be a movie theater downtown...just think of where you want to be as you start to explore and exploit the world you've created."

Well...you've already come this far. You've listened to this insane gentleman prattle on about your casual fetishism and you've ended up in a white hallway beyond all logic...so there's no point in trying to figure this out now. You decide to throw caution to the wind and go all the way, seeing this ride through to the end.
Where to now?