Our story starts off in Osaka, Japan. You are a normal high schooler, when I say normal i mean you are UNPOPULAR AS FUCK! In an attempt to increase your popularity you join a club, more specifically an “Occult” Club. This “Occult” Club has 12 members with you as the 13th. You enter the club room for the first time and come face to face with the club’s president, Kyojiro Kengen. Kyojiro towered over you, standing 6,6 at 17 years old.

”Hm, you’re our new member, yes? I think i’ll cut to the chase, we are no ordinary occult club but we are a group of spiritually heightened exorcists. My grandfather was a cultist who figured out how to channel his soul into a physical manifestation of his spirit and taught me to do the same, which i then did to the rest of our club. I’ve only ever permitted men to join out club however you are the exception…”

he cleared his throat and called out for another one of his club members

”JOTARO!” A voice creeps its way from out of a back room, dripping with lust and ecstasy ”Kyojiro-Kun….You needn’t call me by my full name…” Another boy walked around the corner, he had short blond bob like hair with thin wispy square bangs ”Ah, our newest member! Welcome, Welcome!” He grabbed your hand ”May I?…”

He takes your hand and kisses it gently, you think to yourself (damn, his lips are soft!) he lets go of your hand and introduces himself

“I am Jotaro Yokubo…but you may call me Taro, I am the club’s secretary…our Vice President was killed 2 weeks ago so consider be me second in charge!”

When he spoke you couldn’t help but note he sounded like he was orgasming when he spoke, like he was permanently filled with pure lust