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my plan is to make a "route" for different jjk characters, where you match with them, read the text messages then get to read the fic that will describe what happens after the text messages. i imagine each fic will be my usual length, around 3k - 7k words longs.

i wanna give a route to every character in a jjk college verse, so that includes: fratjo, fratkuna, nerdjo, professor nanami, plug choso, janitor toji & plug geto. but obviously that is a massive undertaking so rn i'm just going to focus on fratjo & professor nanami.

ROOMMATE! TOJI couldn't help but stand in the kitchen and gape as he watched you walk from the bathroom to your bedroom. the man had seen naked women before, but none quite as mesmerising as you. plus, witnessing his roommate fully nude in less than 48 hours after moving in was an unexpected turn. especially as you walked through the hallway so casually. like you didn't even care that he could see you.

ROOMMATE! TOJI who considered himself a degenerate, until he met you and realised he's probably more tame and frigid than he thought.

ROOMMATE! TOJI who figured out pretty quickly that you're a camgirl. when you were giving him a tour of the place, he poked his head into your room by accident, thinking it was his, and before you slammed the door shut and redirected him, he saw a tripod and a ringlight set up facing your bed. that's when the suspicion first arose, then a couple days after he settled in, he was laid in bed trying to go to sleep until he was abruptly awoken by your pornographic moans echoing through the apartment. he didn't have the heart, or the energy, to trudge to your room and tell you to keep it down (and a part of him didn't want it to end) so he just tried his best to fall asleep anyway. eventually, the sound of your high-pitched whines reverberating through the walls became relaxing — in a strange way, like whale calls.

ROOMMATE! TOJI who knows about your nsfw livestreams. and you know that he knows nsfw livestreams. yet you both choose to not mention it. toji will lurch into the kitchen after a restless night, and you'll already be at the counter eating your cereal. you make a quip about how tired he looks and he shoots you daggers out of the corner of his eye as he lazily goes to make toast. you both know full-well that your noisy orgasms are the reason he didn't get a wink of rest, yet neither of you verbalise it.

ROOMMATE! TOJI who gets it lick back somehow. most commonly when you livestreams stretch on until the quiet hours of the night. its not long before toji grows accustomed to the volume every night and learns how to sleep through it. however, there's really no way you are able to get an ounce of rest when a seven inch monster is being shoved into your cunt over and over again. granted, you're doing it to yourself and could stop at any moment you please, but it's addicting watching that sub count and total donation amount creep up and up every time you sunk that pink dildo into your weeping hole. yeah, you could've done the normal thing and ended the live when you became too tired, but that's quitter behaviour. thus, you end up impaling yourself on that thing for hours straight.

ROOMMATE! TOJI who smirks at you the following afternoon when you finally wake up at 3PM and stagger into the kitchen, fucked out and looking like death itself. toji leans against the counter and takes a prolonged sip of his coffee, savouring the moment before he comments, "long night?"

ROOMMATE! TOJI who, despite having his qualms with you and your interesting choice of career, is all too eager to lend a helping hand when you need it.

the fuck machine hypothesis

"one million subs. it's kinda a big deal." you reiterate, trying to emphasise how much of a big deal this is without sounding like you're gloating. but perhaps some humble bragging is in order, because toji really doesn't seem to care. he's lazed in front of the tv with the remote in one hand and a bottle in the other. his eyes are fixed on the screen, and you can tell he's not really paying attention to what you're saying.

"a million. woah, that's a lot. well done; cheers to that." he murmurs, tipping his bottle to you slightly before taking a sip, yet his eyes don't part from the tv for even a moment.

you huff, pinching your temples. it's insane how you can go from effortlessly capturing the attention of 50k+ viewers in a livestream, to suddenly having to claw for five measly seconds of regard from your bastard roommate.

"anyway, like i was saying, i promised them i would do something special to celebrate the milestone." you shuffle on the spot slightly, awkwardly crossing your legs, "something novelty. that i've never done before."

"maybe go to a resort and film over there. that's different, and you deserve the break." he suggests.

"tcht, no. i already have an idea for the celebration. plus, i can tell that you're just trying to get me out of the apartment."

a smirk flashes across toji's lips, and for the first time in the conversation, he spares you a brief glance. "damn, you're smarter than you look."

you quickly realise there's no point in being coy with this kind of man, so you brazenly blurt out, "moving on. i was hoping you would be the fuck machine in my upcoming livestream."

now you've got his full attention. he pauses the tv and the whole rooms falls into a pregnant silence. he turns to look at you with a rather astonished expression, "did you just say 'fuck machine'?" he almost splutters.

"oh, yeah, fuck machine. do you not know what that is?" before he even has a chance to open his mouth, you start explaining it to him, "a fuck machine is basically like a hydaulic cyclinder but instead of a piston rod, it has a dildo and instead of being in a cylinder, it's in my a—"

"i know what one is, moron!" he barks.

"of course you do, pervert." you snicker.

toji tuts and furrows his brows together, overtly scanning your figure, "i mean, why do you need me to be your 'fuck machine'?"

"oh, cos i don't own one." you state plainly, thinking that answer would suffice but unfortunately he just keeps staring at you when that penetrating glare, thus you feel pressured to elaborate, "i don't own one and it seems like a pain in the ass — no pun intended — to build one. you would need to integrate it with your stream somehow so it's responsive to donos and speeds up or slows down depending on how much money is sent. i mean, i could probably set it up but it'd take me weeks. it'd be a lot quicker and easier if you just did it."

there's a period of silence wherein toji continues to stare at you meanly, but now you can tell that he is deliberating the proposition. you're almost hopeful, until he abruptly utters, "no thanks." and hastily resumes his show, taking a big gulp of his drink as he instantly immerses himself in the tv again.

"what? why not, toji?" you whine, crossing your arms over your chest.

"not interested in having hundreds of people watch me fuck you with a dildo on a livestream." he clicks his tongue, letting out a quiet yet refreshed 'ah' from his drink. "i'm a working man — it's not a good look."

you wanted to correct him and say it's more likely to be thousands than hundreds, but you opted not to as that might not exactly work in your favour. instead, you clarify, "toji, you idiot, i don't need you to be in the video. that's like the whole fucking point. i want the viewers to think it's a real machine but it's not. it'll just be you off-camera maneuvering a dildo on a stick. you're not meant to be in the frame at all."

"oh. say it like that then, damn." he scoffs, disgust painting his features. again, he takes another minute to linger on the notion before he grunts, "eh. still sounds like a lot of effort for noth—"

"i'll pay you $50 per hour, plus 10% of the stream revenue."

"make it 20%."

"15%."

"shit. fine."

★☆★☆

you've got the camera set up at the side of your bed, with your laptop out in front of you. knelt on the bed, you're navigating the site's interface, preparing for the stream while wearing a short fluffy robe.

toji is stood at the end of the bed with his arms crossed, watching. you feel his intense stare burning holes into the back of your head, so you turn around and ask, "you alright?"

he nods, not saying anything but picking up the prop you made — an eight inch pink dildo fixed to the end of a metal rod. it's quite long, so toji can stand far enough away from your bed so that he's not in the view of the camera.

"cool. remember to pay attention to the subs and donations. whenever someone donates $50, you're going to speed up for 20 seconds. $100 for a minute. got that?"

he nods again. you don't appreciate how unresponsive and uncharacteristically quiet he's being, but you don't question it. "also, try not to make any noises." you add, before turning back to your laptop and starting the stream.

you're brought to a new page, where you can see a large image of yourself in the centre of the screen. it's the footage from the camera, so it's currently capturing you from a side-angle. the chat floods with messages as tons of viewers enter the livestream. already there are donations trickling in, and people spamming the chat with all sorts of sweet (and perverse) messages.

you sit and shift so you are sat facing the camera, and wave at it, "hi, everyone! welcome to livestream. as you may already know, today's going to be a very special one cos i recently hit one million subs. firstly, i wanted to say thank you for all your support. next, i wanted to show you the little gift i bought to celebrate this achievement."

you look at toji and his eyes widen, not expecting to be brought into your little show so soon. he hurriedly positions the rod sideways and lets you slowly pull it into the frame. one everyone could see the dildo, your chat erupts once again and there's an unsurprising uptick in donations. "i built this machine, so this is what i'm going to be using today." you hold the faux dick in one hand, rubbing the shaft as though it was real, "and it's responsive to donos too. for $50 it'll speed up for 20 seconds, then $100 for a minute." you reiterate to your audience.

gr8estsorcerer: just ride the damn thing already anon_blue sent $10 akfebwi73728: you can't take that akfebwi73728: look at the size of that thing jun6letamer: pretty girl gr8estsorcerer: @ akfebwi73728 idk looks average to me 🤷‍♂️

you smile, and then huff out your nose and slowly undo the fuzzy belt of your robe. "let's just get started then." you muse, carefully slipping the robe off from your shoulders and shimmying it off your arms, leaving you fully nude and exposed to the camera. you spread the robe across your bed, using the fabric as a substitute for a towel.

toji bites his lips as he watches, still trying his best to keep his hand and still as possible. although that proved to be a challenge when he felt his cock throbbing through his pants and he wanted nothing more than to briefly palm it, to use some friction to calm it down.

he'd seen you naked countless times before, but it never fails to get his blood pumping. especially in this context, as he is made to watch you bend over on your bed, so you're positioned to take the toy doggy-style, while the camera watches from a side-angle.

you brace yourself with your elbows on your bed, while your pussy is positioned in front of the dildo. the sight of your glittering, damp cunt splayed out right in front of him is enough to make his breath hitch. along with that plump ass of yours teasing him; he wants nothing more than to lean in and take a bite. it doesn't help when you give it a little wiggle, which he realises was likely for fan service, but he's enamoured by it nonetheless.

he swallows the lump in his throat, while you talk to your audience in a sulty tone, "okay, do you guys want to see it in action?"

you’re instantly met with an influx of variations of 'yes'.

you scoff quietly and ask, "how much do you wanna see it? prove it."

gr8estsorcerer: SO MUCH gr8estsorcerer: pls mommy anon_blue sent $55 56curses sent $15 with the message: a lot longfl3sh: don't be a fucking tease akfebwi73728 sent $70

every time a donation over $50 came in, an automated voice from your laptop would read it aloud, along with any accompanying message. toji realised this feature was likely to help him determine the pace at which to move the rod, yet he was momentarily stunned by the sheer amount of people who were eager to donate. you only needed to prompt your viewers once before there was an influx of large sum donations.

it took around a minute before the robotic voice stopped reading out usernames and messages, which is when you finally picked up the remote and sighed, "alright, i guess i'll start." you clicked a button on the remote, which toji recognised as the controller for the TV. you pressed it again but harsh this time and gritted, "why isn't this damn thing working?"

oh, right. that was his cue to start. toji jumped into action and hurriedly thrust the fat toy into your slobbering hole. though, due to his temporary floundering, perhaps he pushed it in with a bit too much urgency. he forced the whole thing into your tight cunt with a single swift push, causing you to arch your back and let out a shriek-like moan.

toji grimaced at his mistake and paused, leaving the toy inside you and allowing you a second to adjust. "fuck, that was fast.." you groaned, a dull ache in your pussy as recovered from the unexpected stretch. you could feel it pressed against your walls and congesting your insides. you would've liked more time to relax and grow accustomed to it, but barely a ten seconds passed before the robotic voice announced:

jun6letamer sent $50 with the message: not fast enough

toji didn't delay this time. he immediately reacted and started pumping the dildo into your cunt at a moderate pace, eyes fixed on your hole and watching as it greedily sucked up the whole length. not without resistance though, it required a shocking amount of strength to maneuver the toy against the severe friction of your clingy walls. he silently envied the toy, getting to experience such a tight hole.

well, perhaps not so silently. the occasional grunt would slip past his defences, involuntarily. again, he was putting in a surprising amount of effort in order to bully the fat dildo into your sweet hole, so it's only natural that a couple of faint noises might escape him during this battle. and he was so lost in the task at hand and entirely mesmerised by your taut pussy that he didn't even realise it at first.

that is, until you clear your throat and lie through gritted teeth, "mmh, shit— oh my god, can you hear my bedframe creaking?" you breathily laugh in such a cute manner that the audience somehow believes that the staggered grunts of the large man behind you were actually just the wood shudders.

longfl3sh: hurry up im close akfebwi73728: jfc that bedframe is loud 56curses: do you live alone? akfebwi73728: moan louder we want to hear you anon_blue sent $20 spirit_dump: look at those tits

toji is struggling to pay attention to the donations at this point. he's so distracted by that creamy pussy, stretched out right in front of his fucking face. like it was teasing him. he's seen you in all sorts of compromising positions before, but never like this — never this close. he's beginning to understand why losers online are willing to pay $800+ just for a pair of your used panties.

it's taking all the self-restraint he has to stop him from abandoning the dildo all together and fucking you raw right here, in front of all your viewers. but he's too entranced to take the initiative. instead, he continues drilling into your cunt with the dildo at a rapid pace, watching your perky ass recoil with every thrust.

"uuh— okay! i think twenty seconds is more than over now. think it's time for the machine to sl— nghh!" your eyes roll back into your head and your arms go weak mid-sentence as the slightest shift in toji's angle results in the toy brushing up against the most sensitive spot inside you. once you're able to regain your bearing, you spew, "think it's time for the machine to slow down!"

your raised voice is enough to momentarily release toji from his trance and he responds to your request, returning to a moderate pace. he's struggling to stay focussed as there is just something so surreal about this situation.

"mm, that's it.." you sigh, embracing the feeling of the toy being gently pushed inside you, as opposed to being rammed into your sore hole over and over. with a chance to relax, you press your cheek against the bedsheets and dazily smile at the camera, reading the chat while idly grinding back on the 'machine'.

56curses: that smile jun6letamer: she's GONE longfl3sh: fucking slut longfl3sh: riding more than you can handle gr8estsorcerer sent $40 spirit_dump: do you prefer slow or fast?

"hm, someone asked, 'do i prefer slow or fast?'." you read the message out, groggily. struggling to keep your eyelids open as the girth continues to ease into your wet cunt. "maybe slow. i know you all probably prefer fast but it becomes overstimulating quickly."

toji is confused by the q&a portion of this livestream, as he definitely did not expect it to occur while there was still a massive pink toy breaching your walls repeatedly, but he doesn't comment on it. he's busy trying to resist the temptation to grab a handful of your plump ass that keeps teasing him.

jun6letamer: love that voice anon_blue sent $25 akfebwi73728: spread ur cheeks pls longfl3sh: boring longfl3sh sent $300 with the message: just cum already

toji perks up when he hears the robotic voice announce that someone donated three hundred dollars. he recalls that means that you're going to be fucked at a super-speed by the machine for three whole minutes, and he almost feels bad for you — but mostly amused. but then he realises that he is the machine, and that he needs to go faster for three whole minutes. suddenly the situation is less entertaining and more dire.

your jaw drops as well when you hear the donation, which results in a scream exiting your mouth as soon as the toy starts hurriedly piercing into your weeping cunt. your arms have fully given out as your fingernails dig into the bedsheets; you're left laid out on your front with your ass up, poor pussy choking on those inches.

the lewd squelching noise of your pussy every time it engulf the fake cock is exactly what keeps toji motivated. he's been making the same motion with his arms for ages now, pushing this dildo on a stick into you repeatedly, but it's worth all the discomfort just to hear you moan and whine on that bed. and subtly squirm as you fail to cope with the immense amount of pleasure coursing through you.

b0ssyfxmme: the recoil akfebwi73728: sexy 56curses: oh god ur so wet spirit_dump: DON'T STOP

your lashline wells with hot tears and they begin to spill onto your covers. mixing with your slight drool to form a general dampness on your face. but that glossy look is exactly what keeps your followers watching; they're obsessed with how natural and unfiltered you seem. yet you still somehow manage to be flawless simultaneously. your fans don't realise how much of your 'natural' look is a product of your cunning.

right now, for example. you're getting railed by a lengthy dildo at an absurd speed, and you're the perfect amount of dishevelled. hair a bit messy but not unkempt. spit on your face; enough to make you look blissed out, but not enough that it becomes gross. your back bent into the perfect arch. your tongue lolling out lightly but not so much that it appears deliberate. you've mastered the art of looking 'effortlessly' sexy.

which is a grand feat, especially when your sopping hole is crying out as it's split open on your roommate's fake dick. a hot sensation begins to creep over your body, and although you want to ride this edge for as long as possible (to maximise engagement) toji's forceful and rapid thrusts render that impossible. before you know what's happened, you're already spasming and twitching on your bed. hot liquid gushing out of your pussy and splatter all over the plastic toy, toji's clothes, and your bedroom floor. which is enough to cause toji to stop the movement slightly prematurely.

you usually never climax so quickly, but this time was just different. the fierce heat took over your body before you even realised what was happening. the feeling of the slick tip crashing against your gspot was just too much to bear.

additionally, usually after you cum, you're simply revitalised and often have the energy to go again for another round. but this time, you are just completely spent. you collapse onto your bed and you barely have the energy to look up at your camera and groan, "uuh.. i guess i'm finished."

gr8estsorcerer: woah that machine is crazy 56curses: she's so cute when she's tired! longfl3sh: finally spirit_dump: i nutted anon_blue sent $50 with the message: you did so good, dear

you're unable to fully read the chat due to your blurred vision, but you smile weakly when you hear the robotic voice read out the message alongside the $50 donation. "thank y—" you begin to croak.

however, when toji hears this donation amount, he's reminded of your original orders — to speed up for 20 seconds whenever someone donates $50. therefore, with little regard for context clues, he starts moving his arms again, shoving the dildo back into your abused hole.

"ahh!" you yelp the congestive sensation, jerking away from the faux cock and instinctively kicking it away from you. "okay, we're done with the machine for now." you state firmly. toji quietly scoffs and retreats to the edge of your room, while you shoot him daggers out of the corner of your eye for daring to make a noise.

before your audience thinks too much of it, you turn back to them and murmur, in a semi-fabricated post-orgasmic haze, "thanks for joining me today. and sorry for the short livestream today, i didn't expect the machine to wear me out so much."

"rude." he mutters under his breath.

you glare at him momentarily, before returning to your sweet demeanour for the camera, "anyway, since this was a short one, i think i'll film a part two tomorrow. we'll see how i feel. anyway, bye, everyone! thanks for joining me." you hum, reaching forward and ending the stream from your computer.

"can i talk now?" toji finally pipes up from the corner of your room.

"i think i'd prefer it if you didn't." you sigh, not averting your gaze from your laptop and you begin closing the software and turning off your cameras.

"either way, you owe me money. i did what you asked." he states, placing the dildo aside. he finds it hard to remain pointed as he speaks, since he's somewhat distracted by the fact you're still naked on your bed, with your ass up and your pussy dripping and exposed. he's aware that he just spent the last hour or so minutes staring at your cunt, so it's weird that it's suddenly become awkward. but he reasons that previously, he was under a business contract. now, however, you're both off-the-clock, so your just allowing him to view your naked form... for no reason. which sounds ridiculous but toji finds it strangely intimate.

he chokes on his words, "aren't you cold?"

"the opposite actually. i desperately need a cold shower." you groan dramatically as you straight out your legs and sit up on the bed; everything hurts, and you're still feeling that phantom dick. "don't worry about your money. i'll transfer it to you after my shower, that alright?"

you yawn, stretching your arms above your head, with your tits gently lifting during the process. toji’s eyes are glued to your chest, watching them both move with the rest of you, until you prompt him again by clearing your throat, at which he finally splutters, "yeah, yeah, it's fine. no rush."

"thanks." you muse, getting up from your bed and limping towards the bathroom. but you pause in the doorway to add, "by the way, are you down to help me again tomorrow?"