I Tried Raping a Female Streamer

"You... what are you even saying to God?"

Time had rewound. More precisely, it was closer to a time-loop ability.

A cheering crowd, pickets hoisted high in their hands — idiots who had no idea what fate was about to befall them...

When I'd gained my regression ability, I'd heard a voice...

Hadn't I, of all people, just acquired a power straight out of a manga — a protagonist-tier ability? Infinite lives, no less. Goosebumps raced up my spine as if my body were flooding itself with adrenaline. Infinite opportunity. Maybe I really could save the world. Me, and me alone.

Just then, a woman's voice drifted into my ear.

"Everyone! I came here because they say a UFO touched down right here!"

One look told you everything: female influencer. As if drawn by something, I drifted around behind her.

"Thank you sooo much for the donation, Chairman! ♥♥"

This woman, too, was spectacularly busty. Better still, she was in a skirt. Which meant all it would take was yanking her panties aside, and I could be inside her.

"Everyone! The aliens have revealed themselves!"

In a single motion I grabbed her ass, wrenched her panties aside, and drove myself straight into her unprepared pussy.

"Hahk!?"

Her pupils blew wide. Without an instant's hesitation I pressed against her hole; her pussy clamped shut, refusing my cock — but in the end, it was only ever going to become a pussy getting pried open. Schluuurp——! If anything, my cock sank in like it belonged there.

"I'm sorry…!"

Not that I was being rude about it. The apology had been delivered, after all…

"It can't be helped…! I'm sorry…!"

I didn't know why, but I had to fuck her.

On her stream, the sight of me and the nameless streamer making love was being broadcast in its raw, unfiltered entirety.

The chat was flooding in. And one message stood out above all the rest.

The chat detonated.

"Kyaa! D-don't look, everyone… somebody help me… report… please report this… ahh… ahh…!"

"Hah… ngh… hah…! I'm sorry…!"

"Ahh… ahh… hahk!"

Was the sight of their beloved streamer being pounded by some total stranger an amusement to them — or despair? I genuinely wanted to know.

Could one line confirm exactly what they desired?

"A soaking wet pussy means consent, wouldn't you say…?"

The chat room went strangely still. And in that silence, I understood their desire. These people looked shell-shocked. They weren't. They were enjoying every second of it — no different from aliens jerking off while they watched people get raped. They were aliens wearing human skins.

Enlightenment struck. A human could never imitate an alien's physical prowess; their every movement was transcendent. But their ugliness? That, I could match. No — when it came to depravity, perhaps they were the ones who should be taking notes on humankind.

I fixed my gaze on the aliens and spoke with every ounce of conviction I had.

"…Never look down on humans again…"

Straightening my spine, I shifted into a stance that let only my lower half move — and pounded into her with everything I had. I didn't care if her pussy tore and bled.

"I'm cumming inside…! Inside…!"

"W-wait…!"

Glans pressed flush against her cervix, one breath from release, I shouted to her.

"Sujeong! Let's fertilize!"

"Hiiek…!!!!!!! Not inside!!!!!"

"You will."

I buried myself to the hilt and filled her cock-stuffed pussy to the brim with cum. The mega-busty streamer with her eyes rolled back white — and me.

"Hah… hah…"

Gasping for breath, I turned my gaze on the crowd watching the creampie unfold.

Ironic, really. Why wasn't a single one of them trying to stop this? Why did every last person just raise a phone and film? We were having sex in the middle of a public street — and nobody would even call the police? And why were the elders looking on with pure envy in their eyes? Well — because it was interesting, of course. Because to them it was just another spectacle, same as the aliens…

"Filthy bastards…"

These onlookers were uglier creatures than I was.

"Shameful, shameful…"

Clucking my tongue, I pulled out. My cock came away coated in her juices, slick and gleaming — streaked with cum, its sheen given a faint pearlescent tint.

"That's enough love-making for now…"

I had to hurry up and die. The aliens' amusements were about to begin.

"Now — let's die."

"Hiiek… p-please, spare me…!"

The terrified streamer had clearly taken my words the wrong way.

At that very moment, bloodcurdling screams rippled out across the area.

—Hiiek…!!!!
—Save me, please!
—I-I'm getting fucked!
—B-be gentle…!

So the aliens' amusements had begun.

"See that?"

"…Hiiek."

"Let those things catch you, and they'll fuck you without a shred of mercy… Honestly, you'll end up missing me."

"…R-run, I have to run…"

"No need. I'm going to save you from the aliens."

After easing her pulled-aside panties back into place, I delivered my line with maximum cool.

"Because that's a job only I can do."

Everything was in place for an instant reset. The police had finally spotted me — guns leveled at my chest…

Had it been a taser, I'd have been well and truly screwed… but mercifully, ever since the UFOs first appeared, every officer had been carrying loaded rounds. And this one was a woman, no less. My luck was holding.

I bolted straight for the officer, my cock whipping against my thighs, sharp cracks ringing out in rapid-fire rhythm.

Smack! Smaaack! Smack! Smack! Smack!

"D-don't come!!!!"

"…Ngh."

A headshot would have finished me in one — but unlucky me, both rounds had caught me in the chest. The shock of that pain still throbbed through me.

"Huh?"

The regression point had changed.

I was lying in a bed, smartphone in hand. On its screen: the UFO Gallery. From the looks of it, I'd regressed to one day before the aliens descended upon the Earth.

"…What the hell happened?"

I pieced the earlier scene back together. It felt as if instinct had taken the wheel. I'd gone and raped someone without even meaning to… then taken the bullets, died, regressed — and the checkpoint had moved?

"…Is this ability tied to sex?"

If I wanted to understand this phenomenon, I needed a partner in crime — or so I decided. Heroes in the movies never act alone. They keep a capable secretary, or a friend in whom they can confide their secrets. And I had exactly one friend with whom I had no secrets. My childhood friend. Seo Mina. Of course, being a woman, she lacked the requisite anatomy for the term… but regardless, the girl was a hopeless, hardcore lore otaku. I dialed her number on the spot.

"You jerking off?"

"You lunatic, I don't do that stuff."

"Busy?"

"I was analyzing the UFO anime. UFOs are all anyone talks about these days, you know?"

"Never change… I've got a top-secret matter. Can we meet up?"

"Too much of a hassle to go out. Come over to my place."

We met up, and I walked her through everything that had happened to me.

"Hmm… fun setup."

She didn't look like she believed a word of it. I wanted to prove it by dying, but the moment I died, this present would vanish too — so that was off the table. The frustration gnawed at me. But to a lore otaku like her, whether my claim was true hardly mattered. Even this was fascinating to Mina.

"Your guess is right."

"Explain in detail."

"It's simple. You gained this power after sleeping with the queen alien."

"That's what I figured — what I don't get is why the regression point changed."

"Ha, amateurs, the lot of you…" She pushed her glasses up her nose. "The shift in your checkpoint is most likely tied to the woman involved. Say, for example, that her most recent time having sex was today."

Her logic held up.

"Then I'll have to run an experiment."

"…Hey, why are you looking at me?"

"You've never had sex, have you?"

"…Why would you even ask that! And there's no way I'd—"

The fact was, Seo Mina barely registered as a woman. Frail little body — technically female, sure… but one look at those dragonfly glasses and all you wanted was to smack her.

"I genuinely want to punch you right now."

Knock, knock.

Mina's mom came in carrying a plate of peeled apples.

"You two, have some apples while you study."

Mina and I had been friends from the moment we were born. Our mothers were best friends, so naturally, as if by fate, so were we. Then my mother passed away, and Mina's mom took pity on me — a boy who would otherwise grow up an orphan — and treated me like her own son. She was a woman to whom I owed a debt I could never repay.

"You two aren't dating, are you~?"

"Not a chance, ma'am. You're a beauty — Mina, not so much."

"Hey! Our Mina is plenty pretty~"

The auntie, prettifying her plain daughter with kind words. A heart of gold, as always. Much like those ample breasts of hers…

Once the auntie had gone, Mina and I picked the conversation back up.

"Still, that's one seriously twisted setup, huh?"

"It's not a setup. This actually happened."

"Fine, let's say it did. You'd have to hook up with someone again, no? You think you can manage that?"

"Obviously. The world's crawling with women."

"No raping. I'm only hearing you out because you're you — anyone else said ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠that, you'd be in handcuffs."

"It wouldn't exist anyway once I regress."

"And you said you heard the voice of some godlike being?"

"Yeah."

"It'll be watching everything, you know. Keep this up and you'll be punished?"

"The condition is sex, right? That's a contradiction in the settings."

"Huh, true. Maybe you need a righteous relationship, then?"

"Righteous? Where's the justice in sex? Sex is just sex — it goes in a pussy, that's all it is."

"…Hey. I'm still a woman, so quit talking about us so carelessly…"

"Pussy, pussy."

"Ha… lunatic."

By the end of it all, one conclusion had emerged.

"As a woman, I feel a little weird even suggesting this, but…"

"Why would you be the one helping? Refused. You don't do it for me."

"…That's not what I meant! I was going to tell you to go to a sex establishment!"

"A sex establishment? Isn't that illegal?"

"Moron… rape is more illegal, you know?"

"Fair point."

Whether she actually believed me, I couldn't say, but we kept chewing over the same subject until night fell. There was still time — the aliens weren't due to descend until around five tomorrow evening.

"You can stay the night."

"I was going to anyway."

"It's my house — you should ask for my permission."

"It's not your house, though — it's your mother's."

"Same difference."

Late that night, Seo Mina dropped ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠off first, and I came out to sleep in the living room.

The auntie had dozed off on the sofa with the TV still on.

"Mmm…"

No blanket — she must have been cold, because she was curled up into a tight little coil. And there was a blanket lying right beside her. I moved toward the sofa, meaning to tuck it around her.

"She must be freezing…"

Whether she'd sensed my presence or not, the auntie blinked awake and looked up at me, her eyes still swimming with sleep.

"Woongsung, dear…"

"Yes. Why don't you go inside and sleep? Aren't you cold out here?"

"I just sleep better out here on the sofa…"

And then it dawned on me — there was no need to go looking far afield. She couldn't be called a great beauty at her age, no — but she had those generous breasts, and a face so beautifully maintained that she was aging with grace. Pushing fifty soon, yet still plenty lovely. To anyone with a taste for this type, she was the ultimate woman.

But violating the auntie was not the act of a decent human being. She was like a mother to me. And she was the mother of my one and only best friend, Seo Mina. Not proper, no… But that was a concept meant for ordinary people. For me — the man who could nullify even the atrocity of breaking that trust — such a concept did not apply. I was permitted to do it. This sex. Only I could.