[Women Outnumber Men 5:1; High Libido Submissive Women]

Charles gives you an intrigued glance and strokes his chin. "Hm, surprisingly well planned out for someone so interested in baboon buttocks. This is a bit unique compared to the mirror universes. Surprised you haven't gone down this road yet to be honest."

"Huh?" you respond.

Charles shakes his head with a slight grin, "oh never mind, it's above your pay-grade, son."

"Ok, so looks like you have two big requests. The first is hardly a fetish, but I see what you're doing and the second one might be a little expansive, but we'll get to that in a moment. To start off, you want a world where women outnumber men by 5 to 1. That is to say, 5 women are born for every man. Five is an interesting number. Why five?"

You hadn't really thought why, "well, I guess I wanted there to be lots of chicks around and felt like 10 times as many might be too much, but 3 times as many was too little. I want some variety and options, but enough so it's not crazy."

Charles looks at you with a slightly irritated smirk, "Right. So you just randomly picked it. Eh whatever we'll work with it. Should be interesting though. Lot's of things are going to be different in a world with that many more women than men. Monogamy is surely a thing of the past. Gender roles are probably going to be different. Hell sex itself is probably going to function differently."

You grinned at that last comment. That was exactly what you had planned, big orgies with all women and you at the center of it all.

"Without your second bit though, men would probably be in a bad situation, being outnumber and such. Which I guess brings me to your second fetish, or should I say second in third fetish. You want all these women to have high libidos while also being submissive, presumably towards men. Am I getting that right?"

You nod, "Yeah exactly. I didn't want a world where men were basically the sex-slaves of women, but the other way around. So If the women are constantly horny, but also submissive, then it should work out how I want: Men being extremely desirable for women, outnumbered by women, but still in a dominant role. Basically I want a sex-focused male dominant society where women happen to be in the **** majority."

Charles looks somewhat impressed, "I'll be honest, that's not too bad. Most of the time you baboons just pick two random fetishes that pop in your head, but you've managed to fit them together to make a nice puzzle. Now I'll see if the doc is willing to let you have both high libidos and submissiveness, but I imagine he'll go for it since you're not really hammering down on particularly fetishes. The change of pace will be good for the experiments too I imagine."

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 desires for multitudes of horny submissive women 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.