[Exponential Affection Gain: Women 18-47 (1A)+(2B), Easy Hypnosis (1A) (2B)]

You explain your perfect world to Charles as he rolls over laughing.

"Entertaining indeed! Hahaha! What a greedy bastard we've come across this time doc!" He bellows as his laugh finally comes to an end.

"Sorry about that lad, just really was not expecting anything to do with affection. Okay so let me get this right. You want all women ages 18 to 47, oddly specific by the way. To... wait how does that first one work?" Charles asked as he scratched his chin.

You smile at the thought of inching closer and closer to a fantasy you never imagined coming true.

"Women ages 18 to 47 gain positive affection towards me over time at an exponential rate. It doesn't always have to be romantic or sexual, but just me planting the idea in their head is enough for a basis for growth. Say I jokingly mention to a hot MILF neighbor that I would make a great boyfriend for her, even if she knew I wasn't serious the idea will grow more and more fondly in her mind, and she will act accordingly. Becoming more loving towards me by the day hoping to get at least close to fulfilling that fantasy in her mind." You explained the finer details of such a rule to this off-putting entity.

A gnarly smile was birthed on his face as he replied, "A fun path, but that can end up very dangerous for you young man. What happens when five women want to be your wife and see others pursuing you? Or even better, you pursuing others?" Charles questioned.

An equally evil smile mirrored onto your face, "That is where part two comes in. The easy hypnosis will allow me to plant suggestions in their mind to prevent such things from occurring. Maybe not to ignore the other women in my life because I do want entertainment, but maybe I'll have them take it as a challenge to their position. Push them to impress me if they want to stay relevant. Something along those lines." You answered already feeling dark desires fester in you soon to boil.

Charles chuckled as he felt his laughs almost escape from his chest again.

"I like you, John Doe. Not too showy but enough to keep every avenue open, because what kinks won't a woman do for someone she's madly in love with? A smart one you are. Tell you what! I'll have the doc slap on an inche or two for ya, free of charge!" Charles enthusiastic at your elaborations raised his hands.

Calming himself once again Charles spoke in a serious tone.

"But back to business. Simple breakdown, you want women to exponentially gain positive emotions for you and only you with the power of just a simple phrase. Easy enough, on top of that you want their change in behavior to be noticeable but nothing that would break the internet or become a fad. And to top it all off you want to be the only bastard in the world who can set women under hypnosis with ease. You want said hypnosis to also be noticed but not a topic of controversy. Have you thought of a trigger to activate and end it?" Charles asked at the end of his commentary.

You nodded as you raised two fingers, "I want two triggers. One verbal like a phrase I could slip into a sentence. Another being a visual one like a special hand sign. Can you make that happen?" You asked a cocky grin on your face.

Charles scoffed, "Of course I can, well the doc can more specifically. So with all that said, that's everything you wanted? No last minute tweaks? Just affection and hypnosis?" Charles asked.

You answered with a nod, "Yep. Thats good enough for me. The rest I can make happen with time and patience." You replied.

Quickly you snapped your fingers as your eyes grew wide, "Wait! Sorry I almost forgot. For the exponential growth of affection, lets make it 1.5x. I want the love but it would be boring if I joke about being a boyfriend and the very next day I'm the only thing on her mind. I want to feel the burn as it happens, ya' know? Also, slight tweak. I want the results of the hypnosis to be noticeable, not the act of hypnosis itself. Is that an acceptable bend in the rules?"

Charles hummed then snapped his fingers. "Acceptable! Alright let me call the doc."

Charles punches in some numbers on an indescribable phone he wrestled from who knows where. An odd dial tone of no specific genre played for some moments before a quite voice picked up the other line.

"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..."

Your eyes beam with a devious lust as you inch closer and closer to your paradise.

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.

"Doc says don't worry about how society will function under such rules he'll handle the logistics." Charles relayed to you as he peeked over his shoulder.

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.