Turn her into a toy

You admired her, she was perceptive and understood her fate was inevitable. It was always a treat to find one who knew that they would need to serve dear Izuku without your own influence. She wasn’t quite there though, accepting out of fear rather than embracing her duty to serve Izuku and make his life heaven. She wanted you to make it quick, you supposed you would.

“Tooru you have things backwards, I wasn’t the one who wanted to change you. You were the one who wanted me to change you.”

“What- no that’s not right. You’re doing it to me right now, but-but it feels right. I-I’m.” She stuttered, voice growing more and more confused.

“You were so jealous weren’t you? Of all the girls becoming Izuku’s sex slave one by one. You wanted to be them, you wanted to be turned into a slave like them. You were so jealous.”

“But-but that doesn’t make any sense. Why do I- I mean why would I want to be a slave?” She babbled, talking more to herself than to you. Perhaps desperate to cling to her own identity.

“It’s your greatest fantasy, to be a sex object. A toy to appear and be used, and then cast aside and disappear until you were necessary. A service for Izuku to use whenever he wants than cast away. Nothing more than a sex toy.”

“But that’s impossible. I’m invisible, he’ll never be able to use me like he uses you.” She cried, and you could sense tears forming in her eyes.

“Not to worry darling. We can fix that.”

A/N: looking for ideas for what Tooru will look like once visible. Which is basically fanart of your favourite anime waifus.