Chapter 1

Beginning

Third POV

"Remember we are going out this night, make sure you look gorgeous!" Tiffany made sure to remind Y/n knowing that she'll daydream about anime men all over again.

The moment Y/n leaves the bathroom Tiffany gives her forehead before she gets ready for work. 

Y/n opened her window to let fresh air in while music plays. Her hands full of cream massaged the lotion into her skin feeling soothed and shiny as they held a sorbet scent to it. Her hips couldn't help dance to the music she had playing in the background making what would take a few minutes into an hour of stalling and singing. By the time she finally finished her mind switched over to what to wear for the night, her roamed around her wardrobe making her brain piece together a cute yet stylish fit, she had a cropped green sport shirt and low waisted, flared jeans that she could easily pair with either black open toe heels or white air forces. She wondered how she would have her hair for the night to then decide to have a wig for the night. For her crew taking the role of her older sisters they knew how to do her hair and makeup whenever she felt stuck on something. With that done she wanted to work the frustration between her legs by going to the gym training a hard leg day. 

Y/n held love for cropped tops and hoodies so she stuck to a purple dyed cropped hoodie and joggers that held the same colour pattern, in terms of undergarment she wore a sports bra along with boxers for the comfortability. She then finished the fit off with some Jordans and a few touches of her favourite perfume. Her duffle bag already set with her necessities she noticed that there was food for her in the kitchen. She couldn't pass the opportunity to eat food, she placed her breakfast in the microwave, still dancing to the music playing in her headphones. All the curtains were pulled open by Tiffany whilst the rest slept soundly so her eyes skimmed the view of outside their flat where the sun shined brightly making the area look more lively whilst the children were outside playing with each other. Everything just felt so perfect today, she enjoyed the feeling in her stomach that was a piece of excitement whilst the air smelled nicer than the night before.

She watched the way birds flew from the kitchen window and their wings contrasted with the blue sky. She just felt happy but she didn't know why. Suddenly she felt her phone vibrate in her pocket, she pulled it out to look down and see a message from an unsaved contact.

It read:

'Hello there, Miss Olaoye,

 We are messaging and the are participants of those who signed up for the experiment taking place with a select few of anime/manga fans. We hope you are having a lovely day but since it's been a while since we last spoke to you and was still wondering if you still want to take part or would you want to drop your place so that another can take it? If you would like to continue working with us we are delighted to tell you that we have received the green flag of the experiment of which involves you and the other participants.

We thank you for signing up and working with us!

Sincerely from Novalab innovations.'

Her mind went back to when her and the crew saw an advertisement about experimenting with anime fans and the show they are fans of. So they all signed up together and each got accepted being the lucky seven that somehow all got a part.

She gave a quick response telling them that she still wanted to have a part in, feeling the deep excitement grow.

Meanwhile over at NovaLab, the scientists watched as the portal opened up to welcome someone foreign, his eyes widened as he walked through to finding himself in a lab surrounded by many scientists, he thought he was dead but his eyes peered into the next room finding his cousin and many others working out whilst having people around them taking notes of their performances. So many unknowing faces were directing him around, he just couldn't believe the situation in shock of the turn of events, last thing he remembered was seeing his son's face till it was pitch black . His legs walked normally having no effect of previous deaths, no draw backs, no pain, no hole in his torso, no curse with him, no restrictions. He asked if this was heaven to of which the scientist had responded with a chuckle and told him the reality of his world being no more of just ink and paper put together by a man called Akutami Gege and it was for the entertainment of this world.

They proceeded to check his body for any defects and had asked him how he was feeling. They led him to the same room his recognised his cousin being to of which made him have a scowl on his face, he hoped to never see anyone as annoying as him ever again. But his thoughts were disturbed by the feeling of wires being placed on his now shirtless body, he couldn't help but take a glimpse of himself in the mirror seeing how everything seemed somewhat different in this world, his scar still ran across his lips but physique looked enhanced. He watched in the mirror every muscle he flexed, from his pecs to his arms to his back. It just felt weird to him appearing in a different world, he picked up on the sudden outline made clear through his trousers. 'Has it always been that size?'

"We asked your biggest fan what size she believed you would be and she gave us around 11 inches so there may have been some enhancements to bring you here and to keep up those expectations as well as to keep you as the most accurate to your writers will." They stated.

Soon enough they asked him to hop onto the treadmill after his cousin. His cousin happily greeted him as he always honored the raven haired male. He went on to do what they told him to do continuing to check his body for any side effects of coming to this world, but his mind wandered to thought of his biggest fan, he asked himself why would he have fans due to his involvement with killing many people in the series, his brain was more confused than before at the fact a fan gave a suggestion to his penis size, he wondered who would be the type of person to give such suggestion.

She was in the gym working her body off, aiming to beat personal records and gain a better physique. All she wanted was to improve everything about herself, make sure she wasn't slacking in physical health and looks. Her glutes were crying as she clenched whilst her hips reached the highest point of the hip thrusts, her legs wobbled as she held the position for 5 seconds before going back down to then add more weights. Her legs felt like giving out but her main motivation was 'what if Toji was here?' and that helped her pull through her work outs, from the deadlifts to the squats to leg press and more. Her body fought strong to handle the weights that were more than how much she weighed herself. She kept on living her life just wishing for Toji to be real and him to be with her, to watch his muscles flex as he worked out, to watch his dick print move every time he walked. Her mind envisioned him in the gym just thinking about how good he would look sweaty, to watch him push his hair back and let his eyes and forehead breathe. However, it wasn't helping with her neediness, that she needed him but couldn't have him.

It's been 2 hours since she came to the gym marking the end of her workouts, thankfully she stretched before and after that her legs won't take much of a beating as she heads home in hopes of resting. She was back on her motorbike driving back to the flat, she tried to get the thought of Toji helping her out in the gym out of her head via telling herself that it's a dumb idea due to him not being real and that she needed to focus on driving but that was hardly effective.

Y/n POV

Made it home!

My heart was pounding out my chest at the fear of getting in an accident if I allowed my brain to dwell on Toji longer. I hate this effect he has on me, that I can't be anyone else's but his, but he isn't real. My wiggly legs decided to wander to the lift this time rather than torturing myself with the stairs. The moment I got back into the house my shoes were quick to come off, but it was only me, Destiny and Desire in the flat.

"Oh you're back?" Desire shouted.

"Come here Y/n, you wanna play cards?"

"Not right now I'm sweaty from the gym!" I shouted back from my room as I stripped my sweaty clothes and threw them in the laundry basket.

My legs sprint to the bathroom with my towel, just needing a shower to wash off the sweat. The shower was left running till there was a sign of hot water running only till then I could enter the shower to feel so refreshed. The water runs down my face to trickle down to the soles of my feet, the heat and steam bring back to the thought of Nanami being in the shower with me, how he would be so caring to me with his hands speaking many languages as they would touch me. I need to hear Nanami breathing next to my ear as he looks down at my wet body to let his hands run down from my bosoms to lips begging between the thickness of my aching thighs. I just need to feel his stimulation there where it's needed the most. I need to have my hands in his hair as he eats me out, I want to hear the sounds of his tongue and my clit making out. I need to feel his slender fingers play with my g-spot. I just need him, I need them.

My fingers follow the pattern I dream that Nanami would take to end up playing with myself, my leg parched up on the side of the tub with my fingers deep enough that they can reach. It just couldn't satisfy me, the idea of those men doing it makes my body crave them so much that when I try to pleasure myself it's too hard. My body begs for a release but I can only ignore it to finish up in the shower. The moment I was out I looked up the time on my phone to see I was in there for an hour.

"So Y/n who were you daydreaming about this time? Toji? Nanami? Gojo? Who?" Destiny gleamingly asked with a grin.

"Nunya." I didn't want to entertain it even longer

"Naoya?"

My response didn't work so I chose to ignore her and run straight for my room. Back to creaming my body but quickly. If only Nanami could make me cream and watch me as I do it, he's just too arghhh. To have his sleeve rolled up and forearm flex as his fingers me would be a dream.

The moment I finished dressing up it was all about wasting time till the elders get back and we can go out together. Me, Desire and Destiny were playing Uno for a solid 2 hours till we got sick of it only to switch to blackjack then that got boring till Kam and Tenneh arrived. We heard the door unlocked revealing the two dark skinned women in their work clothes looking drained. We asked if work was okay but they responded with the usual 'It was alright.' meaning it was a long shift. Then those 2 showered to only waste time and join us in playing any game till Tiffany and DJ arrive home. An hour goes by and Tenneh is wiping the floor with everyone causing me to just quit.

"Where are you going?" Kam cried out.

"I'm going to get ready." I usually take the longest because I struggle on choosing what to wear that'll be up to Tiffany's standards since she's the one who plans nights out whilst DJ plans days out and days of dance practice as well as who teaches what to the dance club. My teeth were brushed for a second time so they could be mistaken for the glow of the moon in the night.

Afterwards it was make-up time, I had 'Sensational' by Chris Brown playing out loud whilst I sat cross legged on the floor in front of the mirror. I stared at my reflection making sure I spent my time wisely to not mess anything up, from the foundation to the smallest details of lip liner with lip gloss.

An hour of make-up time comes to a close as the front door opens to show Tiff and DJ home from working, Tiff didn't seem phased whilst DJ seemed in need of a massage, just built in bodily tension of long hours of labor. I stepped out of my room to greet them both but to see Tiff's reaction to my makeup, she squealed in happiness loving the look I managed to pull off to then show it off to the others.

They all cooed at me pointing out how adorable I looked as they normally do. They mentioned that I did a good job especially with having my brown lip liner blend in with the lip gloss making my lips look like liquid glass.

The hardest bit to get their approval on is my outfits, they see me as a bit childish in terms of my clothing but I knew this was something they'll see as stylish.

Third POV

Y/n had ran back into her room and peered at the clothes she picked out wondering if it'll really wow anyone or it it's too basic, when she put it on she enjoyed the way she looked in the mirror, the way the jeans hugged her hips and made her ass look like it was fighting to get out of the the jeans. the shirt was a long sleeved cropped top with the main colour being black and the arms having a long vertical stripe of black with a thin white line on the sides. She looked like she was meant to be in a 2000s music video with the lace front being a touching piece. The inches of the wig reached the waistband of the jeans, covering the masterpiece of her structured back and back dimples.

The belt for the jeans was a silver chain belt that effortlessly wrapped around her frame. She paired this to silver rings and earrings. But most importantly was that her heels, bag and sun glasses held a bit of silver but all matched. She gave one final look to the mirror before packing what she needed in her purse, she checked that her edges were laid perfectly and that the wig stayed stable on her head. The moment she walked out and entered the living DJ had complimented her saying that she liked the style she chose.

Feeling flustered Y/n watched the others analysing her outfit, they liked the way everything matched and the way she styled it all.

"Do a 360!"

So Y/n spun around slowly making sure to move the wig to show off her back until she was facing towards them again. Tiff shortly entered all ready as well but made sure to check what Y/n was wearing, and so far she was happy with the choice. She understood constant dresses isn't Y/n style but Tiff adored the way the outfit showed off the curves of Y/n's waist. Seeing that approval made Y/n smile but forced the rest to hurry up in getting ready themselves leaving Y/n and Tiff to just hang out.

Meanwhile a few hours prior in the Novalab, they had received a text from Tiffany Akani Nzoki telling them that the participants including herself will be at 'Rhythm lounge' at 23:00pm. The group of men were called to a meeting with the scientist that had explained what the situation would be and that in a few hours they would be meeting up with those same ladies that are involved with them being there. The scar lipped man thought back to so called 'biggest fan' he had and that he would have to come face to face with her, what would she be like? Would she be as annoying as the blue eyed hyper man across from him or would she be quiet and observant? He scoffed at both the thought and the words coming from the scientist's mouth.

"You may only have sexual relations with these seven women, no one else."

With that everyone's eyes flicked up as the scientist placed the files of the seven women on the table discussing the issue further. The papers were passed around to those on the table as the read what the names, ages and facts about the women whilst looking at the images of each one. It seemed that all of them have chosen who they wanted out of the odd number of women. There was one they all chose to pass up on, one that someone knew would break her heart seeing how none of the men chose her.

"Alright seems like you all have had your pick, we'll get you men dressed to meet them."

Back to the present time in the flat the ladies were all ready and set to leave, all filling up the cars belonging to Tiffany and DJ. Along the drive it was all fun but Y/n held a nervous feeling in her stomach, something didn't feel so right. The closer they got to the club the nervous she grew, she kept chewing on gum or adding more lip gloss on. DJ took notice of Y/n's strange behavior and assured her that everything will be fine. When the time arrived the parked close to the club deciding to walk their way to the entrance, a feeling deep Y/n's core felt like it was going to burst but the feeling was soothed as the walked into and she heard the music play.

Tiffany led the group to the bar as they were to get their first drinks of the night. DJ had alerted Tiffany of the way Y/n was feeling in the car and they both took a mental note of it. At the bar each one of the ladies order a cocktail, with her drink in one hand and small hand bag in the other Y/n made sure to whine her waist slowly whilst sing the words of the song, she only got the cheers of the women while a couple of guys have tried to sneak a dance with only to be turned down. In Y/n's mind she was dancing with Geto, his majestic self would make her skin feel so smoothened when his hands would rub against her. But her daydream bubble was burst when the girls started dancing, whining on her like they usually do, it made Y/n chuckle at the sight but helped her to relax at the mellow tone. 

Y/n made sure to finish her drink quickly out of the fear of spiking she finally sat at the stool with her friends all catching up with each other, talking about work and anime. Y/n could feel eyes on her but she chose to ignore it and just focus on talking with her friends whilst also glimpsing at the dance floor with her back towards the bartender.

At the corner of her eye she noticed a certain man she's sure to have seen before walk past the group. She had to adjust her glasses to know she wasn't imagining things. Her eyes went back to Tiff as Tiff grinned at her then signaled to Y/n to turn to her left.

She slowly turned her body around only to feel on fire, her breathing quickly ran rapid as she tried to compose herself, but she couldn't stop looking at him, the way his eyes peered into hers, the way his scar smirked with his lips. Her head was angled upwards just watching him praying that this wasn't a dream. 

"Toji?" She accidentally moaned.

End