[Foot Fetishism (1A+1D), Oral Sex (1B+1D), 2B]

You explain your ideal world to an inquisitive Charles, golden eyes peering at you seemingly without blinking as he nods to himself.

"Looks like I just won 50 bucks," he openly comments with a small laugh as he leans back in his chair. You blink in confusion, wondering just what he meant by that. He laughs again, shaking his head as he explains. "Oh, it's nothing, lad. We just threw down some bets about what you would end up picking. I made the smart move and said you'd do something related to feet—you know, most common fetish and all. So, my friend, I thank you for putting some extra tea money in my pocket."

Uh...glad to help out, you guess...?

"Anyway," Charles starts up with a dismissive shake of his hand, "you want a world where foot fetishism is completely normal...so long as it's carried out by you or other women. You can walk down the street and use the feet of any girl you fancy and no one will think twice about it. Other men won't have the same privilege. Women can and will do the same. So, you might be on the train ride home fucking a girl's feet while she reads, and the girl sitting next to her blabbing away on the phone might be in the middle of having her own feet being kissed and whatnot by another girl. Naturally, it'd be completely normal to them."

"Beyond that," he continues, recapping your ideas in review. "You're also going to make oral sex—or just about anything involving the mouth, really—another social norm. You want to be less greedy with that one, though, right? You're giving every man access to any woman's mouth whenever they so desire, meaning you're going to see a steady number of blowjobs going on no matter where you go. You've included women with this parameter as well, which will call for some...very interesting scenarios."

"Basically, the girl being eaten out won't always be the one who's busy doing things like reading or talking during it," Charles explains. "You may very well witness the pinnacle of multitasking in women who chow down on another girl's vagina while doing other things. There's also a fairly good chance that both of them are going to be preoccupied during the act. Take a walk in any populated area and you could easily see a group of four girls, for example—the two having their pussies eaten will be talking with one another while the two doing the pussy eating will be having their own conversation. See how it works? A lot of very cool things will end up happening with this one, I can guarantee you that."

Oh, man. You hadn't even considered that possibility, but you're glad to hear that it is the case. It's sounding better and better by the second—assuming any of this is legitimate, anyway.

"With your two items and their modifiers set, that leaves your societal modifier, which you've set to 2B," Charles continues, making sure he's got everything down. "They'll be in the middle, likely acknowledging the acts but not paying it all too much attention. If you talk to them about it, they might have a little to say, or a lot to say...everyone's different. Bystanders might make some small remarks and comments about what's going on, but they'll go back to their business soon enough. This sounding right so far?"

You nod, confirming Charles' spot-on recap. He returns the nod as he 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, 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 public foot play carried out by you and other women is as normal as breathing, in a world where women engage in acts of oral sex without a care in the world...where do you want to be?