[Self-Objectifying Nymphomaniacs: Asians (1A+1D, 2C); Deepthroat Obsession: Women 18+ (1B+1C, 2C)]

"Wow! What a surprise! Asians again. What is this? The fifth time? No matter which reality we're in, it seems like you also have a thing for the Asian Chicks. At least your secondary fetish is new I suppose."

Other realities? Fifth time? *What is he talking about??* you think to yourself.

Noticing your shocked expression, Charles rolls his eyes.

"Oh don't beat yourself up over it. We all have our kinks. I mean, you don't want to get me started on mine. Alright, alright. So for your first modification—and stop me if I get anything wrong— you want a world where all Asian women (18+ of course) are 'self-objectifying nymphomaniacs.' Say that 3-times fast. eh? And based on what you just explained, if you could call it that, by that tongue-twister of a phrase, you mean that Asian Women will be sex-obsessed, constantly horny, and down right perverts. So much so that they're basically willing to do whatever it takes both sexually and non-sexually to get in your pants— hence the self-objectifying bit. Does that sound right?"

Nodding along you say, "Yeah basically, but with just one flare. I want it so that Asian women are nymphomaniacs for me only, and no one else. Essentially I want them to live normally as any other woman would, except that their inner nymphomaniac-streak grows like a fire within them the more the closer they are to me and the more they interact with me. On one end of the spectrum if an Asian woman hears someone say my name, their interest will peak a little and they'll feel a desire to find out more about me. Seeing a picture of me might turn them on a bit, while seeing a video or hearing my voice will might **** them into a secluded spot to rub on out."

"I'd like it for actual interactions with me takes to be another **** entirely. So, for example, If I were to walk up to an Asian classmate during at school and just randomly hug her, she might instantly become so lust-ridden towards me that she'll immediately try to have sex with me, no matter where we are. Ideally, I would love my very presence and touch to make Asian women into such nymphomaniacs that they'll essentially agree to do anything I ask, as long as it results in them getting to have sex with me."

Scratching his chin, Charles nods along. "Yes . . Yes . . . I like it. So what you're telling me is that you want Asian women to basically be extremely horny-sex slaves no demand, but just for you. And you want the self-objectifying bit to be ****, so maybe the Cute Nerdy Asian Girl sitting across from you on the bus will walk up to you and offer to go permanently nude in exchange for you fingering her. Or maybe your friend's hot sister offers to rename herself 'John's Asian cumslut' just so she might be blessed with a facial. Am I getting it right?"

You nod excitingly, "Yeah or like maybe my Hot-Japanese Milf neighbor becomes so horny when I mow her lawn that she offers her mouth as a toliet when I need to p..."

"WOW, dude that's too far. Look I've heard a lot of sick fetishes in this job, but that seems like something awfully specific you've worked up in your head, and to be honest, I'd rather you keep it there, ok bud?"

The color drains from your face as you realize you might have gone maybe just a bit too far with that one.

Charles continues, "I do see a problem though. Once they're triggered, will they just forever be nymphomaniacs? You could have yourself quite a harem pretty quickly. Could get out of hand."

You pause, realizing he's right, "Well . . . obviously I don't want the lust to last indefinitely , it wouldn't really be fair to **** some women to be insanely horny for me for the remainder of her life right? Is there anyway you could give me an off switch, like their horniness decreases after they have sex with me or if they become physically more distant from me?"

Charles raises his eyebrows, "Yeah we could probably swing that. Not sure we'll turn the lust off entirely, but maybe bring it down too manageable levels."

Charles cracks his fingers and continues, "Alright, with that behind us, you have some modifiers of course. So the first one we already covered as you want this to only affect you. That's the 1A modifier. I see you also selected the 1D, which means that multiple Asian Women can be nymphomaniacs for you at same time. That could get complicated, but I'm sure you'll figure it out. And you also have the 2C modifier, so these Asian Women will be obsessed with you sexually and will tell everyone they can about it, after they've been triggered anyways. Asian Women on the other side of the planet who have never heard of you of course won't be talking about their lust for you. And as a default, as with any fetish, everyone will treat this whole situation as completely normal, including the self-objectifying bits."

Charles appears to think for a bit and goes to pull out his phone, but slides it back in his pocket, "Oh I almost forgot you had a second fetish! This one is a bit more straight forward. So based on what you told me, you want a world where all women, not just the Asian ones, absolutely love deep-throating cock. So much so that they prefer it to other forms of sex. And unlike the Asian thing, you selected 1B meaning that this will affect all men as well, so women will love deep-throating all kinds of cock, rather than just your own. Though, I'll be honest, it would have been pretty interesting if we made it that every women only wanted to go to the hilt on your little pal. Boy would they be in for a disappointment when it barely goes past their molars!"

You glance down at your crotch with a horrified look.

Charles starts laughing hysterically while your cheeks redden. "Oh man I haven't laughed like that in forever! Lighten up bud, I'm just joking! You're at least around the average down there. Maybe Doc will bump you up as an extra gift."

"Anyways" Charles continues, "You also selected the 1C modifier, which means that a woman's throating obsession will strictly be between her and her man—or dildo I suppose— so there won't be any multi-women deep-throating parties. At least those situations won't be anymore common than a threesome or orgy is in your normal world. And the final modifier is 2C, which means that Women will treat their deep-throating obsession as just that . . . an obsession. They may not actually perform it with other women, but they sure will talk about it with them!"

Before Charles continues, you but in "Also, just to clarify, I'd like the deep-throating to be public. So like it will be common to see a girl go down on a guy at a restaurant, on a bench in the park, or at the movie. It would be cool if it's not quite free-use, but still pretty casual. Strangers might not do it, but friends likely would. Is that possible?"

Charles shakes his head, but ultimately nods, "Yeah I suppose we can do that. Doc will need to get the right balance, but usually we can adjust things on the fly so the reality should morph to your expectations in the moment. Sounds like a fun place. I'm a bit impressed really. You'll have cute Asian girls begging to have their mouth's throated in no time!"

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. "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.