The cafe downtown

You take a minute and think about where you want to go. You at first consider just going home, but you figure that if what this guy is saying is true, you would rather start somewhere more public where you can quickly and easily figure out whether this was all just a huge prank or not. Thinking about where you want to be, your mind wanders to a cafe you tend to frequent when you go downtown. They have pretty good coffee, decent baked goods, but most importantly they happen to have several very attractive employees working there, not to mention some of the female regulars looking rather hot as well. If there was a better place for you to start your journey into this new world, you couldn't think of it.

Mind clear with the image of the downtown cafe, you look to Charles with a nod.

"Got a place in mind, have you?" Charles asks. "Alright then. I'll be opening the door now. The light's gonna be a bit blinding at first, but just will yourself and walk on through, understand?"

You give him an affirmative nod as he clasps the metal of the silver handle and pulls backwards, slowly swinging the massive door open. It creaks as a powerful light escapes from its depths, engulfing the area and cutting your vision off entirely.

"Remember, lad," you hear Charles speak up as you close your eyes in the shower of light. "Don't overthink things. It's that simple, you hear?"

Unable to see anything around you or confirm your surroundings, you take a step forward and begin walking towards the light...

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You awaken to the sounds of plates clattering and light discussion. You find yourself sitting at a small table at the very cafe you were thinking of. How did you get here? You weren't sure, as all you could remember was your meeting with Charles, and walking into a white light...

Wait a minute, does that mean that really happened? And if so, what about the new world he offered you? You take a look around the cafe, hoping to spot something out of place. Sadly however, everything seemed to be normal. You saw a couple enjoying a brunch date, the waitresses making the rounds and taking orders, a woman sitting in a chair with her pants down, a 20-something redheaded girl on her laptop-

Your attention snaps back to the woman on the chair. Her head's slumped down and her eyes are closed, but you can clearly see that her pants and panties have been pulled down to her ankles. Her legs are spread slightly, giving you a good view of her neatly trimmed dark pubic hair, and the cock currently buried in her snatch. This is what helps you see that the reason she is bouncing in her seat is because she is actually being held on a guy's lap, and he is moving her body up and down his shaft. She doesn't seem to mind this treatment: in fact, she's barely reacting at all. You realize with a start that she's sound asleep.

You look around to see if anyone else is noticing the woman getting plowed in her sleep. As far as you can tell, everyone else in the cafe seems to be minding their own business. Only two other women even glance in their direction, though for very different reasons. One of them is a rather attractive blonde who looks like she just got out of high school, who steals a nervous glance at the couple before taking a huge gulp of her coffee. You recognize her as someone you see come by here every once and a while, though her current behavior is a far cry from the smiles and sunshine you're used to seeing from her. The other is a dark-skinned Indian girl, who keeps looking over at them with a small smile on her face. She actually appears to be somewhat envious of the situation, though you can't tell whether she's envious of the sleeping woman or the guy under her.

You look back at the seated pair and see a waiter standing next to them. He appears to be taking an order from the man underneath, who you can't see from this angle other than his dick, somewhat hairy legs, and the arms that were currently wrapped around the woman's torso. After writing down his order, the waiter gives the sleeping woman a quick but deep kiss on the lips. You could swear that the woman's mouth moved a little while she was being kissed, almost like she was kissing him back in her sleep. The waiter pulled away to get back to work, leaving the woman's mouth hanging open slightly, allowing a small trail of drool to trickle down her chin and onto her chest as the man under her resumed his fucking.

This cannot be happening, you think to yourself, looking around the cafe again. But looking around the cafe, you start picking up on some of the more subtle hints that things have changed. The redhead, a hipster girl you remember seeing here regularly, has a noticeably larger cup of coffee than you remember her usually ordering, and it seems like a good number of the other female customers have cups of a similar size. Looking up at the menu above the brunette barista you usually spend your time here ogling, you see that there is a new coffee size beyond the largest simply named 'Woman's', which you're guessing is what said redhead is currently sipping from. And a section of the cafe not too far from the woman getting fucked has an area with long cushioned sofas and pillows that you don't remember being there previously, with a small sign by it reminding people to return sleeping employees and lone women to this 'rest area' when they are finished using them.

...Okay, maybe the changes weren't so subtle, but to be fair your mind had been a bit preoccupied with the whole 'teleported to a cafe where someone is getting fucked in plain sight' thing until now. But this does help you realize the truth about what's going on: as crazy as it seems, Charles and the Doc actually did it. Those mad bastards changed the world exactly in the way you asked for, and as far as you can tell everyone else thinks it was always like this.

Your thoughts on how this could be possible are interrupted by a loud 'thump'. You turn towards the source of the noise, and realize one of the women in the cafe had suddenly fallen asleep right where she was.