[Sexual favours: female friends (1B), teasing (1B), 2B]

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

"You went a less daring route than I would have guessed, lad," he says. "But just complicated enough to keep things interesting. Right, so it sounds like you want a world in which all women commonly take some time to get a 'rise' out of the men, if you take my meaning. They'll be pretty nonchalant about it, but since they're specifically looking to get a reaction from men, they'll be paying attention to what sort of reaction they get, and maybe tailor what they do to how the men around them are reacting.

"Now, women won't be spending all of their time and energy teasing men, but it will be pretty common-place. It's common enough that men don't interpret it as an advance, an invitation, or a sign that they have a right to make a move on them --- so women will be pretty comfortable doing things you'd normally consider a bit risque. On the other hand, there's an art to teasing isn't there, so you probably won't see many women walking around naked on the high street. Some women may reveal more, and some less. Some might prefer to make a big splash on occasion, while others might simply dress in a way you'd normally consider a bit revealing. What they do may depend on how comfortable they are, whether they're in public trying to catch everyone's eye, or someplace more private. The common theme is that women are looking to get men excited, and will do it in their own way."

"You've decided to be generous with this, going with the 1B modifier, so that women will be looking to tease all men. I'm not sure how much they should thank you for this though, because it's bound to be frustrating. Fortunately you've been sensible and given them a pressure valve: women will also commonly do sexual favours for their overstimulated male friends. They might take it upon themselves unprompted to give a 'helping hand' to a friend in need, or they may spontaneously give a guy a blowjob as a reward for helping them with something difficult. They'll almost certainly be game to occasionally have sex with a friend who asks them, though for the most part the women have the initiative here: like any other kind of favour, there's an etiquette about not asking too much. Though women can make themselves feel better about themselves by doing random acts of kindness." Charles gives you a wink.

"Now, you want everyone to be basically aware of what's going on but not to dwell on it," Charles continues, "the 2B modifier. That probably fits best with women consciously being cock-teases and choosing what favours to do men. There won't be much discussion of all the peeking and accidental strokes and whatnot from day to day, but everyone knows on some level what's going on. Much like you'd think of as the usual dating scene, only a bit racier."

"Hmm," Charles says, pausing for a moment. "Now, there's a detail here which might be tricky... whether someone is a 'friend' or not is a bit fuzzy, ain't it?" He ponders for a minute. "Actually, this shouldn't be a problem --- by framing this as a 'favour', I think it will just be up to the individual woman whether she thinks of some bloke as a friend for whom she'd do a certain size of favour. Probably, the women's mags will have all sorts of advise columns on how well she should know a guy before doing each kind of thing. There might even be whole issues dedicated to some of the milder kinks --- I can see 'how well do you know your local foot-fetishist' being an issue every year or two."

Charles shakes his head to clear it. "But I'm getting ahead of myself, aren't I? Besides, this is your dream world, not mine. I'd have gone with something a bit faster-paced, but nobody asks me. So, does that all sound about right?"

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 women are to some extent or another constantly teasing men sexually, and where female friends also commonly offer their male friends release from that same teasing... where do you want to be?