[Free use: C-Cup+ (1A), Titjob Creampie-Hungry Female Family Ages 18+ (1A+2C), 2A]

"Well," you start, imagining the all possibilities of your dream world, not really sure if Charles is sincere or not. "I'd like a world where all girls with medium tits and bigger are expected to allow me and me only to use their bodies any way I see fit."

Charles nods his head slowly with a smirk. "I see, Mr. Doe, that you're not real fond of sharing."

Not really. You're easily jealous, and have always wanted to spite the guys who have insanely hot girlfriends. This is your way of getting back at them, you guess.

Charles nods again. "Right then, that's your first item. What's your second?"

Still not sure that this is actually happening, you just wanna get out of here at this point; safely if possible. Then again, you always had those crushes on several family members, especially since girls on both sides of the family seriously won the genetic lottery, with a long genetic history of large bosoms...

"My second change," you begin, again imagining the potentially unlimited possibilities here. "I want all my female family members to be hungry for titty sex. Especially, ESPECIALLY for titty creampies!" You say with a devilish grin as Charles nearly chokes on his own air, but he manages to maintain composure.

"Really, Mr. John Doe?" Charles asks, almost surprised by your sordid, perverted fantasy. "Why do I get the feeling there's more to this?" Charles asks, again smirking.

"Absolutely." You continue. "Not only that, I want it to again be reserved for me (1A), but also be considered quite fashionable in my family to be wearing my semen in their cleavage (2C), and yet, the whole outside world will consider all of this personal free use and **** completely normal (2A). And if I refuse, my female relatives will essentially try to titty-**** me." You say with a small giggle, almost wishing this to be as true as it seemed funny to you.

"Anyways, Charles, is that all right?" You ask, expecting your idea to be rejected. To your surprise though...

"I don't see why not."

Blinking, you're surprised as Charles gives a shrug and relaxed smile. "Breast sizes are rather specific, so I don't think that's a problem. The fashionable, incestuous titty sex is also quite specific as well, so I think it'll work. So, your ideal world is one where you and only you, John Doe, can freely walk up to any woman over 18 with breasts C-Cup and larger, in public and use them for any form of sex you desire anywhere anytime, and it's as natural as breathing. Likewise, all your female family members and relatives, will be starving to have your semen in their cleavage like a fashion accessory, and still no one bats an eye to that either, is that right?"

"Absolutely!" You say, again with a devilish, perverted grin, despite still being unsure how real all of this really is.

"Right, then." Charles nods as he pulls out a flip phone, which appears to be about a decade old. "I'll give the doctor a call, and you shall 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, listen, doc," Charles said. "Here's how things are gonna go down..."

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. "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.

In a world where women with medium breasts and bigger are your own personal property to freely use anywhere, anytime, and where your female family members all starve to have your cock and semen betweem their titties as if was fashionable in your family... In a world where that's all perfectly normal, where no one would think twice about such things happening right in front of them... Where do you want to be?