For Aunt's Sake, I Ruin Aunt
Three days had passed since the regression, and in that time, I'd worked hard to revive my memories. Not just about myself, but the people around me, the buildings, the streets—everything I'd forgotten over the years needed to come back.
"This should be enough that no one thinks it's weird."
If someone suddenly forgot a person or got lost on familiar streets overnight, people would stare. Of course, no one would ever guess I'd regressed, even in a million years, but I had no intention of being treated like a lunatic.
"Vacation starts in about a week, so it's time to steel myself."
I wasn't going to repeat the regrets of my past life, living like a pushover and missing every opportunity. And the first thing on my list? Training Jeong-ah, my aunt, with my own hands.
Anyone else might call it nonsense. But if I left her as she was, she'd eventually leave me forever. Even if I tried to stop her, she'd live in torment her whole life. I didn't want to see her stolen away and broken by others, so I'd make her mine instead.
"Tonight..."
Over the past three days, I'd steeled my resolve completely. I'd thought about her tastes, how to approach it, dredged up horrific memories, and prepared. Tonight, I'd put it into action.
"Aunt..."
Every time I pictured how to handle her, those vivid memories flooded back.
.............
Before the regression, I was just months from graduating university, heading home as usual.
"Huh? What's this?"
Aunt Jeong-ah sometimes worked late, so her not being home wasn't unusual. But there was a single sheet of paper on the living room table.
'Sorry.'
Her handwriting, with just those two words, was enough to spark dread—and that dread proved all too accurate. A month passed with no sign of her. I filed reports, searched everywhere, but she was gone. All I learned was that her company had been sold off, and I'd inherited this house and some assets. That was it.
Aunt Jeong-ah had vanished.
For that month, I was a wreck, barely leaving the house. I skipped university, ignored worried friends, just prayed she'd come back. But what returned wasn't her—it was despair.
A USB drive from an unknown sender. Hoping for any clue, I played the video inside.
And I regretted it for the rest of my life.
- Taesu, are you doing well?
"A-Aunt?"
The video opened with her face. A month without seeing her should've brought relief, but my head filled with questions instead. She sat on a bed in a trashy micro bikini she'd never wear, with men on either side groping her body while grinning.
"Wha...? Huh...? What?!"
I couldn't process the scene. 'Aunt? Why are you dressed like that? Who are those guys? Why? What the hell?'
- I'm sorry for leaving without a word. But I'm... ngh♥... doing fine.
One of the men grabbed her breast hard, and a moan I'd never heard from her escaped her lips. She looked so unlike the aunt I knew that I doubted it was her.
- I'm being trained by my masters right now, turning into a female pig bit by bit♥
"F-Female pig? Aunt, what happened?! Aunt!! AUNT!!!!"
It was just a video—I knew screaming wouldn't help—but I yelled anyway.
- I'm sorry for pretending to be your proper aunt all this time♥ Hah♥ Ngh♥ From now on, I'll show you my true self, so jerk off as much as you want♥
With that, I was forced to watch her get defiled by those men. Treated worse than human, like a toilet, she reveled in it. No matter how they cursed, hit, stomped, or spat on her, she accepted it with a joyful smile.
The USBs kept coming—twenty in total over a year—and I finally understood why she'd become that way.
Ruin desire. A twisted urge she had, to become something subhuman and live in misery. Absurd for any normal person, but she'd realized it back in middle school. She wanted someone—anyone—to turn her into a subhuman meat toilet, a female pig, a cocksleeve. She'd have thrown her life away like used tissue for it.
But she knew how warped it was and suppressed it. Strict with herself and others, she built a successful life in direct opposition to her urges. That's why her speech and demeanor were so rigid—to keep it all in check. I'd finally understood that.
She'd ignored and endured it... until it shattered in an instant.
The trigger? Street hunting. On her way home, stopping at a convenience store, some guys approached her. She coldly refused, suppressing her urges as always. But they got pissed and dragged her into an alley for a gang rape.
Sudden as it was, her pent-up ruin desire leaked out. They saw it, took her away, and made her their meat toilet.
Before long, her suppressed desire consumed her, turning her into a subhuman female pig. And after a year, the USBs stopped. I never saw her again.
"Hoo... Even remembering it pisses me off... Fuck..."
Just thinking about it made me want to puke, but ironically, it was something I had to do. Her ruin desire was stronger than I'd imagined. Even when she took me in and raised me, she'd felt men's lustful gazes and desperately wanted to become a female pig right then.
A beauty like her, with a perfect body? Of course she'd drawn those stares daily. Dozens of times a day, the urge to abandon everything and become nothing but a sow dominated her mind. Suppressing it and pretending to be normal was pure agony for her, as she confessed in the videos. Her face there wore a lewd smile I'd never seen in life.
It hurt every time I recalled it, but her ruin desire wouldn't vanish or be endured forever. That's why I had to step in.
It might be selfish, and she might not want it—but I didn't care. Better I claim her than lose her forever...
"She's mine."
The emptiness, misery, and pain without her—the despair that shattered all hope in life—I'd never feel that again.
"Tonight..."
With my resolve hardened, I waited for nightfall and for Jeong-ah to sleep.
.................
Splash.
"Hoo... What a tough day."
After finishing work, Taesu's aunt Jeong-ah sank her weary body into the bathtub. As the fatigue melted away, so did the suffocating pressure. She knew exactly what it was, but had no intention of relieving it.
For twenty years, she'd barely suppressed her filthy desire. The moment it broke free, she'd never go back. She knew that all too well, so she had to endure.
"Will I... have to live like this forever...?"
Part of her wondered if she should just let go. But every time, Taesu's face appeared. Taking in the five-year-old orphan had helped her suppress it even more.
'Sorry... Taesu.'
It wasn't pure kindness. She'd hoped raising him would keep her urges in check—a selfish thought. But she hadn't half-assed it. She'd given her all, and he'd grown into a fine man. Her ugly desires had even started fading...
Until an even filthier one shook her.
"Don't think about it."
More vile than her ruin desire, it rattled her, making her stricter, colder. Otherwise, she'd do something unforgivable. She whipped herself harder.
"Today too... Hah♥... Ngh♥..."
Squelch, squelch, squelch.
Fingering her pussy underwater, she masturbated, recalling the day's events. A meeting with a client CEO, his gaze thick with dirty lust.
Normally repulsive, but not to her.
'If he couldn't hold back and pinned me down... Ngh♥'
Absurd fantasy, but it set her body ablaze. Grabbed, forced, treated like a female pig, her womb a cum dump—filthy delusions.
"Ooooh♥"
Spiiiish!
She climaxed spectacularly underwater, body shuddering, then calmed herself.
"No... Never..."
If she gave in, the one hurt most wouldn't be her—it'd be Taesu, now more son than nephew. She didn't want that.
'I just have to endure.'
Back to her cold mask, she finished her bath as if nothing happened.
Clueless about what the night would bring...