1화 엄마가 따먹혔다
Saying I used to be human means I’m not human right now. Well, I was never the philosophical type to agonize over my own identity, so it didn't really matter. It would have been a serious issue if I had been reborn as a cockroach or something, but I actually quite like this current body of mine.
Pitch-black horns sprouting from my temples. Tightly packed, solid muscles. And lastly, sharp, hook-like claws that humans could never possess, giving off a rather feral vibe. Aside from those traits, the rest of my anatomy perfectly mimics a human's, which gives me a sense of aesthetic comfort.
Oh, and of course, I have a family. My kind might look downright ferocious, but we strictly form communities and are intelligent beings who have proudly built a civilization. If you take away our savage appearances, violent temperaments, and peculiar customs, it honestly wouldn't be a stretch to call us "Neo-Humans." Though, if I were to ever spout that "Neo-Human" crap out loud, I'd get beaten to a pulp by my peers for running my mouth.
Oh, you're asking about our peculiar customs? It's nothing major. We just strictly adhere to the law of the jungle: the strong eat the weak, and the loser submits. Some might ask, "Why even consider something so obvious a peculiar custom?" That's... a bit hard to explain with words. You'll understand when you see it.
Rattle— I slid open something resembling a Japanese tatami-style sliding door.
Screeeech!
"Aaaah... Ahh! It's so good... Haa... Fill the hole my weak husband used with the cum of a real, virile male... Hayun-ah."
"..."
I wiped my mother's squirt off my face with the back of my hand. For the record, "Hayun" is my name. And to add one more detail: the muscular giant currently raw-dogging my mom from behind is, naturally, not my dad.
"Ugh, grrrk..."
My dad, covered head to toe in blood, was sprawled out in an awkward posture—neither fully groveling in a dogeza nor just kneeling.
It wasn't a case where a giant broke into our house, beat up my dad, and raped my mom. Even in this makjang-level plot development, there's strict plausibility. The tragedy of a random thug breaking in, killing the dad, and raping the mom was apparently too early for me to experience. This was simply the result of my dad getting caught after brazenly trying to steal from a high-ranking person and getting thrashed for it.
Instead of bothering to cut off the neck of a worthless cripple, the man demanded my mom's pussy. If my mom had been the head of the household—or more accurately, if she had been stronger than my dad—she would have thrown down in a street fight right here to determine the owner of her pussy.
"I'm cumming!"
"Y-yes, ahhn."
"Clench your pussy."
"Yees!"
"Take it all in your womb."
"❤︎...!"
Unfortunately, my mom was weaker than my dad. As punishment for having an incompetent husband, she'd take the seed of a total stranger and give birth to a younger sibling for me.
I was shocked at first, but it wasn't particularly strange. If anything, it was an excessive amount of mercy for the giant to show a thief who tried to steal his property. If he wanted to, he could have killed my dad and proudly walked in to claim my mom. This muscular middle-aged man seemed to possess a capacity for mercy as massive as his muscles. Given his status and power, he could have done whatever he wanted with the fate of a family like ours. Yet, he didn't harm the family, let alone the bastard who defied him.
The species known as Dokkaebi (Goblins) was quite faithful to instinct and the natural order. The strong get to do whatever the fuck they want. That eternal, immortal truth was just manifesting a bit more clearly here.
"Nng... Ngh, ahhn❤︎"
Squirt, squelch, throb.
The man's muscular cock throbbed like a garden hose turned on full blast. What was it, were the bulging veins on his dick acting as transit tubes for the sperm? Thick semen—the kind that would absolutely get any woman pregnant—dripped down from her pussy.
"Phew."
The muscular giant enjoyed the afterglow with a light exhale. Scratching his shaggy hair that covered his eyes, he pulled his cock out.
Squelch, squelch.
"Nghhii..."
And then, he wiped it on my mom’s ass cheeks as if she were a wet wipe. Seeing his now-clean cock, he nodded in satisfaction.
Oh my god! How could he! I couldn't help but be appalled watching the man look so satisfied!
"Hm? The fuck are you staring at? First time seeing your mom get banged? Since this guy is such a weakling, you must have seen it a couple of times."
"Ughh..."
The man stomped on my father's head. But that wasn't the part that shocked me. What really surprised me wasn't that, but...
"The mouth."
"Huh?"
"You're supposed to stick your dick in her mouth and make her do a cleanup fellatio."
"Cleanup fella... what?"
Ah, does the species I was born into not have the concept of fellatio? Since 'fellatio' is an Earth word, it makes sense he wouldn't know it. I spent a long time politely explaining the concept of a blowjob to the friendly mister. However, he couldn't think of a substitute word for it. Oral sex, fellatio—these concepts apparently hadn't been passed down to our Night Demon Tribe (Yagwi).
So, after staring at his cooling dick for a moment as if pondering...
"Ughk!"
He shoved it straight into my mom's mouth.
"Ooh... this is quite something."
Perhaps he liked this new type of pleasure, distinct from vaginal sex. Instinctively, he grabbed my mom's hair and pumped into her face like an onahole.
Slurp! Sluuurp!
Obscene sounds filled the living room. It was the first time in my entire past and current life hearing my mom suck a dick. A pretty rare spectacle. But to my eyes, it looked incredibly awkward. Since it was a first for both the receiver and the server, I suppose it couldn't be helped.
"Oho. Yeah. Keep doing that."
"Chwack! Slurp! Chuuup!"
I didn't want to interrupt their fun time, but this was just too annoying to watch. So, Hayun stepped in between the man and his mom.
"Hmm..."
The man growled, seemingly displeased that a male had interrupted his sex session. But realizing I wasn't even close to being a competitor, and acknowledging that I was the one who taught him the joy of a cleanup fellatio, he widened his eyes as if to say, 'Let's see what you do.' If I had lacked either of those two conditions, I would have been beaten to a pulp.
I walked over to my mom, whose cheeks were stuffed full of the mister's huge cock, and said,
"You have to lick the glans with your tongue. Right. Don't use your teeth."
I just couldn't hold back my backseat coaching. I mean, ignoring everything else, using teeth is something I, as a fellow man, simply cannot tolerate. Just looking at it made my own dick ache.
"...Sluuurp❤︎!"
Fortunately, my mom was a woman who listened to advice. She responded by sucking the cock vigorously.
"O-Ooooh! This is...!"
The man's spine straightened abruptly. The soft, warm sensation of a tongue wrapping around the glans offers a pleasure that is similar to, yet distinct from, a pussy.
"That should be enough."
It would be rude to intrude any further on their fun time. I'm not just some barbaric Dokkaebi. I'm a quick-witted, smart Night Dokkaebi.
"Khng!"
"Mmph! Khup!"
The mister's fierce eyes softened languidly. He even had the gentlemanly grace to send a wink of gratitude while receiving my mom's blowjob. As the saying goes, real recognizes real. There seemed to be a lot to learn from his crude kindness.
Slurp, slurp, slurp!❤︎
"I'm cumming! Take it in your mouth-pussy!"
"Mmph! Mmmph!❤︎"
Throb, throb!
The man's cock twitched viciously, and soon he came pleasurably inside my mom's mouth. A blowjob meant for cleaning, ironically ending up dirtying it again with another ejaculation.
"Chuuup❤︎"
Their affair only came to an end when dawn began to break.
"Hah. That was fun, bitch."
Slap!
"Aahng!"
He twisted his lips into a refreshed smile and stood up.
Hmm, is he leaving now? I had planned to sleep since there was nothing else to teach them halfway through, but it was too loud, so I just watched. That was when it happened.
"Hey."
"Yes?"
"What's your name?"
"Hayun."
The man, wiping his sweat as he pulled his pants up, suddenly asked for my name.
"Thanks. Because of you, not only did I enjoy fucking your mom, but I feel like I've opened a new horizon of mating."
"It was nothing. Please consider it repayment for... not killing me and my father."
My dad originally should have died. And as his bloodline, I... also had a slight chance of being killed. Even if outright murder was taboo, no one would have said anything if he broke a couple of my limbs to eliminate future threats. Retaliation against a warrior's family is taboo, but the man I called my father had been beaten so pathetically that he didn't even qualify for a warrior's courtesy. There is no courtesy for the family of a non-warrior. Among the MZ Dokkaebis, the reaction was, "What kind of bullshit rule is that?" but a few of the old elders genuinely believed it. It was because this mister was progressive that we survived the night with our bodies intact.
"It's nothing. This guy was arrogant, but he wasn't even worth killing, and I'm not barbaric enough to apply guilt by association over something this petty. The saying that you must kill everyone to eliminate future troubles is just the stubbornness of cranky old men."
I knew it. This mister was part of the awakened crowd. Tucking his cock—now clean thanks to my mom's blowjob—into his underwear, the man continued.
"Rather, since I've received new knowledge, I should be the one bestowing a favor. Hmm... yeah. How about this?"
He flashed a ferocious, fanged smile.
"Your dad is a total loser, and if you grow up under a guy like that, you'll end up the same. Your mom's pussy was nice and tight, so while I take her as my new concubine, I'll also take you in as my adopted son."
"Huh? Really?"
I totally didn't expect this. He was one of the top warriors in the castle and the head of a prestigious family. If I grew up under him, at the very least, I wouldn't turn out to be a pathetic loser like my dad. Worried he might change his mind, I quickly nodded.
"Good. From today on, you are my son, Hayun. My name is Kang Baek-jin. Whatever your surname was before, from today on, you are Kang Hayun. Do you understand?"
"Yes! Father!"
"Great! Today is a fantastic day! Just by thrashing one weakling, I've gained an excellent female and a clever son! This must be the blessing of the ancestral spirits! Kuhaha!"
Acting in place of my unconscious mother, I immediately scraped together every valuable item in the house and followed Kang Baek-jin. My new father was already in the carriage, with my mother wrapped in silk, waiting just for me. Smiling brightly, I grabbed the bundle of family valuables and was about to run off.
"Ugh... grk..."
"..."
I patted the back of my father, who was sprawled on the floor, and placed the house deed I was going to take right on top of his head. He was still my former father; didn't he at least need a roof to avoid the rain and frost and rest his body?
It was just a thatched-roof house that would collapse in a single typhoon anyway. Yet this was the man who, trying to mimic the upper class, blew his fortune installing a tatami-style sliding door. Fuck, because of that, our three meals a day were cut down to two for a whole month. This crazy son of a bitch. That level of obsession is insane. But still, there were years I had spent with him.
"This is my final act of affection. Either start spending and acting within your means, or, even if it's late, enroll in a warrior training camp. Who knows, maybe you'll get a better son and wife?"
"H-huh."
"Even if you were born human instead of a Night Demon, you wouldn't have been a good father. Well then, goodbye."
He was neither a good father nor a good warrior. Therefore, this was the absolute maximum kindness I could offer.
"Are you here?"
"Yes. And I apologize."
"For what?"
But this man in front of me... He might or might not be a good person, but at the very least, he was a good warrior. And among Dokkaebis, a good warrior naturally translates to a good father.
"For scattering my father's wealth over that man."
"Hmm. Why did you do it, knowing that?"
Good warriors have a lot of money. They have money, many subordinates, and provide good homes and environments for growth. I briefly glanced at the snorting two-headed horse carriage before opening my mouth.
"I provided him a place to stay. So he wouldn't wander. I tied him down like a bound spirit, giving him a place to return to."
"Keep going."
"When someone has a place to lay their head, when they feel their life is at least manageable, they naturally become lazy. Especially if they're injured, they crave stability and maintaining the status quo all the more."
My wounds haven't healed yet. I lost a lot, but I still have a place to sleep, right? Surviving is enough. This is enough, isn't it? That is how humans think. He was a Night Dokkaebi, not a human, but as long as they are intelligent beings, it's pretty much the same.
Hearing this, Kang Baek-jin laughed so hard the carriage shook.
"Bwahahaha! You're an amusing little bastard! Alright! Since you put it that way, I won't bring it up again. Keeping a thatched house with a fancy door is just asking for bugs anyway."
My father patted my back with his massive hand. I laughed sheepishly and took a seat next to my unconscious mother.
"Let's depart!"
"Yes! Master!"
A turtle ghost resembling a Japanese Kappa urged the horses on.
Rattle, rattle.
Feeling the vibrations of the carriage, I shifted my gaze out the window. Is this a special event or something? To be compensated for the sorrows of my past life now that I'm an adult... It seems the light is finally shining on my life.