Disrupting the Big Spender's Game
I recalled what that bastard had said earlier.
"Make an ID there as 'BigSpender4'. Once the donations hit 10 billion, I'll release your mom. Then you can have a mother-daughter rice bowl, right?"
It meant I was the fourth big spender. And BigSpender1 had already dumped 100 million into the channel. No one sane would do that.
It was certain. He was another one donating to free U Minjeong.
All the IDs with numbers after BigSpender knew U Minjeong.
"But why... did BigSpender1 order her to fuck?"
Was he not interested in freeing her? Or was it money laundering? Or... a hardcore pervert?
Suddenly, a hand appeared from off-screen and grabbed Minjeong's bare shoulder. She flinched in surprise, but the hand forcefully pushed her slightly toward the camera. The contact was brief, but the pressure crushing into her flesh sent an unpleasant shiver across her skin.
At the same time, a human silhouette flickered faintly in the dark space behind her, out of view.
U Minjeong, ass thrust back. The man in the shadows was holding her from behind.
"Ah...!"
Her small scream carried through the mic. The chat exploded even harder.
"I... right now, a bit..."
She forced her gaze to stay on the camera, plastering on a trembling smile. But that smile looked all the more pathetic against the tears sparkling in her eyes.
"S-still... BigSpender1 gave such a huge donation, so... I'll... try harder."
Her words sounded like she was comforting herself as she brought her hand tentatively toward her breast. But the moment her fingers brushed the lace lingerie right next to her swollen nipple, her body shuddered again. More violently this time.
"...Hiiik!"
The moan that escaped her instinctively was pure pleasure. At the same time, a subtitle popped up on screen.
Lewd Butterfly's Nipple Training Complete
U Minjeong tried to yank her hand away in panic, but the hand from behind grabbed her wrist and forced it back onto her nipple.
"No... please..."
Her whispered plea didn't pick up on the mic, but her lip movements made it clear enough. The touch of her own hand over the lace made that nipple start to harden, and the chat went berserk.
She squeezed her eyes shut and bit her lip. A desperate struggle to suppress the other sensations flooding in, even if just for a moment.
"Y-yes... BigSpender1... thank you... I've... become a woman who cums... just from touching like this..."
Her voice barely held together, already half-sob. A single tear rolled from her forcibly opened eyes, wetting her chin.
Did the pleasure give her courage? "Haaah... haa... haa... haa..." U Minjeong tilted her chin up and began moaning her ecstasy. Her hand roughly kneaded her breast. The nipple's hard, rigid tissue contrasted with the soft, yielding flesh of her tit.
"Ah... no... this... haa... nghhh!!"
Her barely audible whisper got picked up by the mic this time. The chat went into absolute frenzy.
In the end, her body started betraying her. A female form drowning in pleasure. The tension in her waist eased slightly, her hips beginning to sway. Her back leaned against the unfamiliar torso off-screen. The inside of her thighs quivered faintly, clenching. The tightening muscles were visible. You could feel the tension in her thighs gripping the cock pounding her from behind.
I jumped into the chat myself.
People started agreeing with my chat.
"Haaaang~ haeung haeung~~"
Just her breaths growing faster, wetter. Suddenly, U Minjeong's body started rocking back and forth violently. Strong-weak-weak-weak-strong, strong-weak-weak. Her body swayed to the rhythm, like waves.
Her shoulders trembled regularly with each ragged breath. Her tits, now spilling out, filled the screen white. The shaking transferred to them, creating massive pendulum swings.
> IntenseWatcher has been banned from chat.
I got chat-banned immediately, but the seeds I'd sown started stirring people up. Crowds are weak to agitation. I targeted the blind spot that they'd inevitably feel ripped off after emphasizing the 100 million value.
That's when it happened. The camera zoomed in. The inside of her thigh clenched again, like a spasm. Clearer this time. The tension and release of her thigh muscles outlined perfectly. And the outline of the moving cock. Even the balls peeked slightly.
Pulled by my aggro, the camera showed proof of the actual fucking.
......
This was the moment I'd been waiting for.
The chat exploded again. I screenshotted immediately and reported to the platform.
"Haaaang~ haaang!!"
Her eyes lost focus, staring into space. Mouth half-open, unable to swallow, just ragged breaths. Her body suddenly arched back hard. The pressure from behind intensified for a moment. U Minjeong's pleasure-soaked body began trembling violently.
From her mouth came a sound that was neither scream nor moan—just air escaping.
The chat froze for a second, then detonated.
Then, the screen suddenly went dark. 'Broadcast Temporarily Paused' appeared.
The platform shut it down due to my report. Only the chat kept scrolling quietly.
A moment later, the broadcast restarted. U Minjeong slumped against the desk, barely sitting up, and no one was behind her anymore. No reason to fuck once the stream paused.
Tears streaked her eyes, drool at her mouth. The lace lingerie covering her tits was pushed aside on one side, her hand limp on her knee. The short skirt that had covered from waist to knees was no longer in place.
She stared blankly through the camera, mumbling in a dazed voice.
"...Sorry... stream... needs a... short break..."
Her words didn't finish. A hand appeared from above, off-screen, pressing her head down slightly in a gesture commanding a bow.
U Minjeong closed her eyes. She drew in a deep, profoundly despairing breath, then opened them again. Her face was utterly emotionless.
"BigSpender1... and... everyone who watched... thank you."
Her voice was flat, dead.
"Did you... enjoy... my deviation today?"
The broadcast ended just like that, anticlimactically.
Whew... I let out a long sigh. I'd neutralized BigSpender1 trying to control via donations, and somehow saved U Minjeong.
"KyaAAAAAHHH!!! Mom!!! KyaAAAK!! My teeth!! My teeeeeeth!!!"
The scream tore through the house. Mina woke up that morning and started shrieking.
Kang Mina had returned to human form. Half-human shikigami. Until now, the Virgin Ghost had suppressed her mind to keep her as a shikigami, but with that restraint lifted, she was fully human again.
Mina's screams continued. Last night's debauchery was wiped clean—no memory. I'd bathed her, even sucked out the cum from her womb, leaving her baby-fresh clean.
Of course, she had no recollection.
I quietly opened her door, steeling myself. Her pupils were dilated in terror, like they might pop out any second. She didn't even notice me standing there.
Knock knock. I knocked belatedly. Would she curse me out if she saw me?
"Huh?"
But her expression toward me was like a devotee beholding their savior. Like finding a golden lifeline in hell. The haughty, bitchy Kang Mina was gone.
"Kang Suhu???"
"You awake, Mina? Pull yourself together."
"I... it was a dream... just a dream... I was kidnapped to Cambodia... w-wait. Mom? Mom!!"
She looked around frantically for U Minjeong. Despair dripped from her unfocused eyes.
"Mom didn't escape. Don't know if she's still in Cambodia or Dubai."
At my words, tears poured from Mina's eyes like a waterfall. She dragged her broken legs into my arms.
"What do I do... what do I do... cocks shoved in my mouth... they yanked them out... pulled all my teeth... in Cambodia..."
Mina buried her face in my chest and wailed like a beast. Hot tears soaked my shirt in seconds. Her shoulders shook violently. I could tell exactly what ordeals she'd endured.
"It's okay... Mina. It's okay now."
I slowly stroked her back. Last night... that soft body I'd tormented all night. Especially the nipples I'd sucked raw—they poked hard against me. Her massive tits crushed against my chest... still hot and heavy.
"Hnnngg... Oppa... I really thought I was gonna die... so scary..."
The word 'Oppa' slipped naturally from her mouth. The brat who'd treated me like a bug under the same roof. Extreme fear and trauma had shattered her pride completely.
"Breathe. Slowly."
I gripped her shoulders and gently pulled her back. Her face a mess of tears and snot. Every word bared her empty, bright red gums.
"My teeth... Oppa... no teeth left... hnnngg..."
Those gums had gnawed my glans so nicely. Realizing her state, she clamped her mouth shut again. An idol trainee on the cusp of debut, a 20-year-old whose looks were everything. The sense of loss must be beyond my imagining.
"Get implants. Tech's so good now, no one'll notice. I'll book it for tomorrow."
"Really...? Back to normal...?"
"Yeah. Trust Oppa. All celebs do implants these days. Sparkling white teeth."
Her eyes gradually steadied at my firm tone. She clutched my shirt hem like a lifeline.
"Hungry?"
"...Yeah."
"I'll bring food. Hang on a sec."
"No... stay... just a bit longer... beside me..."
Mina still wouldn't let go of my shirt.