Do more about the appearance of women

But before he changed anything, he walked out of the restaurant. He hadn't eaten anything anyway and really just wanted to watch people he changed using the book.

The warm midday air hit him in the face as he opened the door to the outside. The restaurant was located on a main road, so it was well traveled. But today, compared to a few hours ago, there were few cars on the main road.

He imagined how differently his childhood would have gone had it been according to the new rule. His mother would have had to be in the office every morning before her boss and wait for him under his desk to blow his cock as soon as he was in his seat.

At home it would have been no different. His father would had used her as he pleased. And Michael would have used her too, but only for cleaning up and washing his clothes. But never like his father, he would had used her for blowjobs and fucks after work - after he came home. What his mother would have thought he would not give a shit.

Then there would almost never be a fight and if there had been a fight, it would have been end with spanking and screaming mercy from his mother.

He had been so engrossed in his thoughts that he had not even noticed what was happening around him. He had made his way to the park and only now noticed that in front of each man knelt a girl who sucked on the man's cock. In front of some even two girls sat and blew the man's cock. Something he made common, by chaniging the rule in the rule book.

He sat down on a free bench and examined what was happening around him. He caught sight of a girl who had just entered the park holding hands with her boyfriend. He eyed her because she had a bombshell body. She wore excessive make up like all the other girls, wore a torn t-shirt that exposed her belly, a mini skirt that was so short that he could see her panties underneath - if he got closer and high heels to match her outfit.

But that wasn't what he found so mega hot about her. Her body was ultra sexy. Because she had huge breasts - probably natural, which she showed off with a huge cleavage and a big round and firm butt. When she came closer with her boyfriend, he could also see her face. She not only had excessive make up, but also botoxed lips which screamed to put the cock in between them.

She had extremely long fake fingernails and platinum blonde hair.

They walked up to Michael and Michael's penis began to stiffen in his pants. Michael reached into his pants and massaged his penis with his hand. The couple became aware of him and the girl walked up to him.

"Hey sweetie, can I help you?", Asked the girl with a lisp, which she obviously owed to her thick lips.

"Oh yes, you can," Michael replied, biting his lower lip lightly.

She turned to her boyfriend and motioned for him to come over with a wave of her hand.

"What's Charity?" Asked the man.

"I need to help this kind gentleman release some pressure, why don't you go ahead and look around for a girl who can help you release some pressure".

"Yeah got it," he replied, looking awkwardly at the floor. Then he made a run for it.

Michael was completely gobsmacked by what had just played out before his eyes. Hadn't he given every man the freedom to do anything and everything? Had he not condemned every woman to idolize men on all fours? Hadn't he turned the entire culture of women upside down??? And still the guy let himself be ordered around by a bimbo.

He almost said the last thought freely, but then he remembered that he didn't have to be afraid and smiled at "Charity" with a wry smile.

What a strange name Charity is, he thought to himself.

"Charity", he mused, somehow it had something hypnotic about it

"Charity," somehow there was something hypnotic about her eyes.

"Charrity," her eyes were like a gratuitous vortex that knew no standstill.

"Chaaarrrrityyy," he suddenly didn't understand the name, it was intangible, not, not, what was he thinking?

"Chaaaaa...", he sat in front of her with his mouth open, unable to close his mouth. With a glazed look he looked at her.

She gave a short laugh. She hadn't even had to address him and he had already gotten him lost in her eyes.

"I heard you own a book, get it out!" She ordered him. He reached into his pocket and pulled out the book.

Over the next few minutes she dictated what he should write and he wrote it all down without comment. Hours later, someone shook him by the arm and he sleepily opened his eyes. He looked at the person who had shaken him awake and paled.

What had he done?