Secret Woman Otaku Society

An "otaku" is best described as a man who looks under the skirts of dolls in the supermarket. Not any dolls, mind you. I mean, a real otaku will find no sexual pleasure in stalking Barbie's ass, tits or underwear. She is totally unatractive. Japan has developed a large, serious and strong otaku community - large groups of human beings devoted to wanking on the likes of Miharu-Chan and other perfect female anime characters. Oh, well, that's the male version of the story.
Since we live in a cvasi-democratic world, where woman rights have reached new hights, female otakus in Japan received a preety little present from a smart and horny little yellow businessman, a present called Secret Otaku Support Commission - for bitches who know they are otakus, but refuse to share their little secret to the world. An agency exclusive oriented to the female clientele, Secret Otaku Support Commission charges a high prices for otaku chicks, sending them out in the city, to do karaoke, drink loads of booze, masturbate in front of pictures of Fukuyama-San and talk different otaku issues. The price is expensive, but if you're a hawt, japanese, underaged otaku chick and you have the right money, mister Seiichi Hirokawa, the one in charge of this organisation, will take care of you. I would do it for free, though. Maybe charging some oral sex.

Hirokawa's Secret Otaku Support Commission requires female otaku with a yen to meet their own kind to look up its website and select a companion they think is most fit. For a charge of 12,000 yen per 2 1/2-hour session (and an additional 3,000 yen for every additional 30 minutes on top of that), the commission will send out a female otaku to cafes, family restaurants karaoke boxes and the like in Tokyo and neighboring prefectures so she can chat about otaku issues with other gals.

Good business. If i would live in Japan, i'd hit it. Read this very interesting otaku goodness, here.