The Queen Shows Her Pussy

There really was a strange flying saucer hanging in the sky. It looked like a piece of game graphics idly hovering overhead, and it wasn't threatening anyone or doing anything at all, really.

Every online community was in an uproar.

UFOs hung in the sky, but daily life went unchanged. Whether because contact was forbidden until the United States—Earth's de facto head mod—took an official stance, the government began enforcing strict controls of its own.

Politicians sometimes take their citizens for fools.

As expected, there was no stopping the streamers who had lost their minds to view counts.

"Astonishingly, the UFO filmed up close by drone has windows."

It was footage so gripping you couldn't look away. The windows were narrow slits like those on a human aircraft, and something was moving around inside. A moment later, the drone suffered an inexplicable malfunction and went down. It was only a brief clip, but the footage was real—no fakes about it.

"This is absolutely not AI footage. What on earth are they doing inside that UFO?"

The streamer's channel was swiftly deleted afterward, and no one ever heard from him again. The communities erupted, and now people began gathering with pickets in hand, insisting that they had to welcome them.

And then the historic event that would shake humanity took place in South Korea. Extraterrestrials really did come down from the UFOs.

"Oh..."

"Whoa..."

Most people reacted with awe and wonder. I was a little different.

"Gross as hell."

Honestly, they were disgusting. They had the look of what we normally call a Gray alien—oversized heads, oversized eyes, gray skin—but their heights varied as much as any crowd of humans. Some were child-sized, while others towered well past two meters. The common denominator was gray skin that glistened like mucous membrane. Ah... and no mouths, either. They hit the uncanny valley from every angle, so I simply voiced my honest impression.

"You... how dare you speak of the gods that way?"

"What god? One look and you can tell they're hideous aliens. They're living creatures, not gods."

"They are the gods who will awaken humanity!"

"Then you go over there and try something yourself. Just stop spewing your sickness at me."

"Just you wait... you'll come to regret your blasphemy."

The alien believer carefully stepped forward, toward them.

"O gods..."

The alien gazed quietly down at him. Everyone held their breath as they watched the scene—and then the alien extended a single finger. The finger looked a bit like a frog's toe; the alien had six of them, each twice the thickness and length of a human's.

"O gods... grant me your blessing..."

The believer's finger and the alien's touched...!

Were they truly friendly, then?

But contrary to every expectation, the alien's finger swerved past the believer's and made for his lips instead.

"Ghk—"

The alien's mucous secretion smeared across the believer's lips.

"Ugh... nasty as fuck."

His lips were pried apart, and the finger began pushing deep into his mouth.

"He's gonna puke at this rate."

"Hey! Young man! Quiet...!"

"Yes."

The alien, still stirring around in his throat, was running its free hand over its own belly. It looked for all the world like someone pulling down a zipper—and sure enough, its skin split open vertically, and it pulled out something that looked exactly like a cock.

"That's a monster cock."

The moment the onlookers' brains collectively broke, ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠the alien rammed its cock into the believer's mouth.

"Mmph—!"

It promptly seized his head and began hammering away at a speed no human could match. The movement left human velocity hopelessly behind. It looked like footage on 10x playback.

-Uuung, brrruuung.

It was the first sound an alien had made. Nothing like human language—a resonance that rattled the brain, a vibration you felt somewhere inside your skull. And it occurred to me that this wasn't language at all. It was a moan.

But that was only the beginning.

More UFOs descended from the sky, and aliens came pouring out in heaps. They threw themselves straight at people and started raping them.

"Aaaagh!"

"Wait! I'm a guy!"

Pickets bearing their welcome slogans filled the sky like fireworks—hurled aside by citizens who had finally grasped how serious things were and run for their lives.

"R... Run!"

"You said they were fucking gods!!!"

"Th... They're gonna rail us!"

"Wait, I have hemorrhoids...!"

Living cocks were being rammed into people with zero warning and zero mercy. Didn't matter if you were a gorgeous woman or a busted one, and men were no exception either. Human onaholes. Yes, that was the exact right term.

"O gods... bless me too... I humbly offer up this body... respectfully I beg... Mmph!"

Some believers were still mad enough to keep praying, but the look on the guy's face after he got nailed read as nothing but the deepest fucking regret.

"Fucking idiot."

Still, a few people had it a little better than the rest. The alien bastards apparently came in sexes too, because some individuals were climbing on top of men and grinding their pussies down on them.

Even in the middle of all this, my curiosity exploded. I wonder what alien pussy tastes like... But I had to run, so there was no one to ask.

I headed for wherever the crowds were thickest. That was the only way to survive. I had to buy time.

I swept the leg of the bastard beside me, grabbed a flailing bitch by her hair, and tossed her behind me as an onahole.

"Move it, onahole!"

I survived by fiercely offering up sacrifices. And now I had taken refuge in a storm drain with the cover open. I'd put the lid back on nice and snug, so I should be safe for a while...

"Fuck... the world is well and truly fucked."

How long was I supposed to hide in this reeking sewer? Left like this, I'd probably starve or rot from disease in the end. Should I head for the military? Part of me felt lucky I hadn't enlisted yet—but come to think of it, the army has guns. Wouldn't that be safer?

"I wonder if the internet still works..."

Most of it was people announcing that we were fucked. But one post stood out from the rest. It had a shitload of views, too.

"Fuck..."

The world was simply, thoroughly fucked.

They say extreme stress makes people drowsy, and even in this dog-fucked situation, sleep came for me. I drifted off just like that, and a short while later, I woke to a commotion right above the manhole.

"...The army? The army's finally here!"

Feeling the faintest glimmer of survival, I pushed open the manhole cover—and a fucking alien was staring down into it.

"The enemies have been ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠subdued. Please join the group of survivors."

The thing was mimicking human speech.

"FUCK!!!!"

The instant I tried to slam the cover shut again, its massive hand clamped around my skull and hauled me straight out.

"GYAAAAAH!"

That was the day I learned human hair can support a person's full body weight.

And so I came face to face with an alien. Suddenly, the gallery's advice about grabbing sesame oil made perfect sense. Their bodies were slick and sticky with mucus, but their cocks were bone dry.

"Crazy fuck..."

The thing pounced on me. It pressed my legs down, folding me into an M.

"Fuck! How far are you planning to spread me?!"

It was mortifyingly humiliating. As a man, I had never been in a position like this. I had never even imagined one...

So instead, I begged.

"Just bring me the pussy alien instead!!!!!!"

Getting to fuck beat getting fucked, any day of the week.

That was when a resonance unlike the ordinary aliens' rang out.

-Bu. Uu. Uu. Ung.

The thing froze mid-motion. And behind it, I could see the silhouette of something built differently from the rest of them.

"...Buuung."

This one looked a little closer to human. Its proportions were human—small head, relatively speaking. For reference, the regular aliens' heads were about three times human size. And this one had breasts, tipped with large nipples. Its hair looked more like tentacles. At a glance, it was a lewd-looking alien. It stood about two meters tall.

"Byuuung❤"

It made a strangely sultry sound, laid me down, and began showing me its pussy.

"Buuung❤"

It spread itself open, and inside the gray, mucus-slick skin, a pink channel came into view, bristling with irregular ridges. Mucus webbed across the slit ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠like spider silk. It looked sticky.

And yet, somehow, it was hot. No—it felt incredibly, overwhelmingly arousing. Before I knew it, I was hard. Was that just what happened to a man staring down death? Or had I lost my mind?

"Byuuruuut!❤"

The thing shredded my pants like wet toilet paper, pulled out my cock, and sank straight down onto its pussy.

Shluuuurp———!

"Buuuuung❤!"

The pussy moved like lips. It seemed to have a will of its own, like a separate living creature.

"Nngh...!"

This felt fucking incredible? Those dense ridges attacked every last inch of my cock without missing a spot—so good I wanted to pin a strange new title on it, like Strongest Pussy in the Universe. And it was riding me at a madwoman's pace. There was no way in hell I could hold out.

"I'm... I'm gonna cum!"

I came, right then and there. My honest review: it tasted like heaven.

Afterward, the post-nut clarity set in, and a question surfaced. What happened to me now? Torture? Execution? But judging by the male aliens watching my performance with great interest while jerking off... the outcome was obvious.

The Queen rose from her spot. Then she turned her back on me, as if she meant to leave. Or to hand me over to the males...

"Wait...! Where are you going!"

If the Queen stepped aside, my backdoor was destined for its grand opening.

"Hey!!!"

The phrase 'used and discarded' suddenly came circling through my head, and rage flooded up in an instant.

"You fucking bitch!"

I don't know why, but I felt that if I was going to die anyway, I had to leave something behind. It was something close to a male instinct.

I climbed onto her back and bit down on her neck. I wanted to make sure she would never, ever forget me.

"Brruuuuuuk!!!!!!!!!!!"

It sounded like a scream. I had finally torn off a piece of her flesh.

"Hehehe... every time you have sex from now on, you're going to remember me!!"

-Buuung! -Buuuung!

Another male alien came over, peeled me off her, and—whether as punishment—pressed its cock against my asshole. The moment I felt a sensation no man should ever have to feel, I squeezed out every last drop of strength I had, clenched my glutes, and defended for my life.

"GUAAAAAAH!!!!!!!!"

I was fighting for my fucking life.

The alien Queen? Whatever she was, the bitch suddenly let out a resonance like a shout.

"BUUUNG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

For a moment the pressure felt like it would burst my skull wide open, but thankfully, it didn't. The male aliens' assault stopped.

"Buung.... Buung...... Buung...."

Was that infrasound? It felt as if my brain itself was vibrating in time with the sound.

She came toward me slowly. She was holding the back of her neck, where I had torn the flesh away, and her blood was red—just like a human's. When she finally reached me, she lifted me up with one hand.

"...Buung."

Up close, I could see it: inside those black-lens eyes sat white pupils, and they were fixed on me.

"You came for me, babe?"

I hoped she would keep me as a pet instead. Humanity was finished anyway. Wasn't that better than dying?

Suddenly, she planted a kiss on me.

"Shluuuuuuup....!"

Her lips were soft enough to make me wonder if lips like that could exist in this world, and her tongue was pure art.

"Mmph—mmph!"

For a moment, I really thought I had been chosen. I was wrong. Her tongue began sliding down my throat, endlessly, without stopping.

"Ghhk—ghkk—ghhkk."

Then, with terrifying suction, my whole body felt like it was being pulled into a vacuum—like even my brain was being drawn up into her mouth. And then my vision went black.

Death was unexpectedly peaceful. No sorrow, no worry, no pain. It simply felt as though I had never existed at all.

But then—

A voice—someone's voice—reached me.

Then light flashed, and I was standing in front of the alien believer.

"You... how dare you speak of the gods that way?"

"..."

I understood this bizarre phenomenon immediately. An ability to turn back time... No, not quite. This was a time loop.

And that Loop Checkpoint was the moment right before humanity got raped by the aliens.