[Free Use: Ages 18-30 (1A + D), miniskirts/tight shorts with no panties, tops that show off tits (1D), 2B]

You explain your ideal world to an inquisitive Charles, his golden eyes gleaming at first, but soon causing his brow to furrow slightly with impatience.

"I can see we're going to have a problem with you overthinking things," says Charles with a light breath, "but that's only to be expected from someone who took it upon themselves to study the finer aspects of baboon arses. You’re trying to put a lot into one fantasy. But maybe we can make it work. So let me see if I get this straight..."

"Your first bit is simple enough," Charles begins, leaning forward as he begins to recap your explanation. "You can do whatever you damn well please with women between the ages of 18 and 30, and you're just about the only one who can do so. That’s a little broad but not too bad I guess. I'll do you a favor and make sure it works out."

Surprisingly enough, it seems that Charles is looking out for you despite all of the teasing and jokes.

"The second one is a little complex but it all involves clothing so I think we can make that work too. In your world all the women between 18 and 30 wear only super short miniskirts or tight short shorts without any panties and see-through/tight/short tops with no bra and they're in the middle as far as acknowledgement goes, it’s all perfectly normal in your world, only getting an occasional mention. Interesting combination, friend. Very interesting. A little complicated but I think we can make it work. Can't help but find it hilarious how you ended up being a greedy bastard after all, but hey, I can't blame you. You're the one building this world, so you can do as you like."

You nod slowly, your previous attitude of believing this to be a joke slowly waning. What if, by some extent of the imagination, this is going to be real...?

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, 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 all women walk around wearing only super short miniskirts or tight short shorts without any panties plus tops that show off their boobs and where you can freely use those aged 18 to 30 without fear of consequence...in a world where it's perfectly normal, in a world where it's been a long standing social norm...where do you want to be?