A Paraphilia Named Rape
"Screeeech!" A commuter bus emblazoned with the logo of the nation's largest logistics company screeched to a halt on a deserted road. As if on cue, the workers who spilled out began to run in a single direction. Their destination was the bus stop. The last late-night bus was approaching.
"Vroom." But the bus pulled away the moment it stopped, leaving no time for anyone to board.
"Huff, huff, huff!"
"Damn it! Missed it again."
"Huff, huff, could've waited a second..."
The workers who missed the bus grumbled, but their complaints didn't last long. They all pulled out their apps simultaneously to call taxis; even this had become a competition for them. But there was one exception: Kang Taesan.
"That guy is walking home again today."
"Maybe he lives close by."
"Must be nice."
Contrary to the workers' assumptions, Kang Taesan's home was by no means close. It was a walk of over an hour, yet Taesan kept walking. 'To think they'd spend their hard-earned money on a taxi...' To Taesan, the inflated late-night taxi fare was far more terrifying than the exhaustion of his body.
After walking for an hour, the sky began to glow with the sunset. The studio apartment building where Taesan lived came into view. "Heave-ho!" At the entrance, people were loading luggage into a small truck from early in the morning. It was the couple from Room 303, next door to Taesan.
"Hello." The woman from 303 greeted Taesan the moment she saw him. In the two years they had lived there, it was the first time she had ever spoken to him first.
"Are you moving out?"
"Yes, my boyfriend Awakened."
《Awakening》. A phenomenon that appeared when Gates emerged in the world. Those who Awakened gained superhuman strength, and by becoming Hunters, they could aim to turn their lives around. Indeed, the man next door had changed beyond recognition. While his small, frail physique looked the same as before—the kind of weakling who couldn't even carry a pack of bottled water properly—he was now moving a heavy mattress all by himself. Taesan couldn't help but marvel at the sight. 'Is this the effect of Awakening?'
The woman from next door was unusually talkative today. "You know, my boyfriend even joined a guild. Have you heard of the Japdori Guild? They're a named guild..." She asked and answered her own questions without Taesan even prompting her. "My boyfriend's Awakening rank is D-Rank. The guild scouted him first."
When the elevator arrived, Taesan quickly stepped inside. Even so, the woman's bragging didn't stop. "My boyfriend's class is, like, totally..."
"Thud!" Only after the elevator doors closed was Taesan finally liberated from her boasting. "She never even acknowledged my existence before..."
As soon as he opened his front door, Taesan threw himself onto his bed. "Haa~" Lying spread-eagled, he stared at the ceiling, where glow-in-the-dark stickers that looked like they’d been there for over a decade caught his eye. It was a room that hadn't even been wallpapered in ten years. "Is this life truly a failure?"
He had been working at the logistics center for two years. It started as a part-time job just to cover living expenses, but now he feared it might become his lifelong career. In truth, Taesan had succeeded in getting hired at several companies. One company was even a major conglomerate that everyone knew. Yet, he couldn't stay at any of them for long. It was because of his paraphilia.
Taesan suffered from a sexual disorder called Biastophilia. It was a condition where he felt no arousal from normal sexual intercourse and could only achieve it through rape.
He discovered his condition on the day of a new employee welcome party. He had taken a drunken female colleague home, only to find himself in the act of undressing her. That was when he realized there was a segment of his mind where reason simply ceased to function. His reason was screaming that it was wrong, but he couldn't control his instinctual urges. At that moment, a police siren wailed outside, and a startled Taesan dressed the woman and fled the house. Fortunately, the colleague seemed to remember nothing of the previous night.
But Taesan was different. He couldn't possibly face her at work, so he submitted his resignation immediately. He headed to a psychiatric hospital. The diagnosis from the consultation was Biastophilia—rape fetishism. Knowing his condition didn't change his situation. He tried taking prescribed medication, but it only left him feeling dazed; the impulses never vanished. If anything, his condition worsened. Because of the constant rape impulses, he could barely last three months at any company with many female employees. People around him criticized him for lacking persistence, but they didn't know his secret.
That was why Taesan chose the logistics center. Because of the grueling working conditions—where even a sturdy man could barely last a month—there were almost no female employees on the hub line. He had been working this part-time job for two years now. But it was hard to make it a lifelong career, and the income was low. Without being a full-time employee, he only made minimum wage unless he got overtime pay. This was why Taesan kept muttering that his life was ruined.
"Snore..." Taesan fell asleep without even showering.
"Ding, ding." A text notification on his phone woke him up. Rubbing his eyes, he checked the message from the logistics center.
Hello. This is Logistics Center 1. Your application has been processed, but we are informing you that you have been placed on the waiting list due to a lack of available openings. Please note that your shift will be confirmed sequentially if a cancellation or change in availability occurs.
'Am I off today?' Taesan stretched as he got out of bed. "Haa." Looking out the window, the sun was already setting. "Already this late..."
Taesan headed to the bathroom. He smelled. After finishing his shower, he opened the fridge and took out the leftover chicken. By the time he finished eating, it was already dark outside.
"Should I go for a walk?"
Taesan's only hobby was an evening stroll. On days he didn't receive a confirmation text, he always visited the park. Despite the late hour, many people were enjoying walks and runs. Taesan sat on a bench with a good view of the running track—his usual spot. As soon as he sat down, he scanned the runners. He looked around as if searching for someone, until his gaze locked onto a woman.
The person his eyes were fixed on was a beauty in leggings. With her tall, slender frame, long ponytail, and large breasts bouncing as she ran, she was someone Taesan had dubbed "The Witch." It was short for "The woman I want to rape."
Taesan had only ever acted on his rape impulses once. It was during a drinking session with his ex-girlfriend. After his paraphilia manifested, he had sworn off alcohol entirely. He was afraid he wouldn't be able to suppress his urges under the influence. But it was his girlfriend's birthday. He couldn't refuse her earnest request for a drink. And his fear became reality. As the alcohol hit him, his suppressed desires erupted all at once. Unable to control the impulse, he tried to force himself on her, and when she resisted, he ignored her and raped her. However, a neighbor heard her screams and called the police, and Taesan was immediately taken into custody. Fortunately, his ex-girlfriend claimed it was an attempted rape and did not want him punished, so he avoided prison time due to mitigating circumstances. However, rape is a crime that does not require a victim's complaint, so he could not avoid indictment. Since that day, Taesan became a convicted attempted rapist.
It was around this time that Taesan started coming to the park alone. Whenever the urge to rape surged, he would come here and commit rape in his imagination. Imagining it against someone in front of him calmed his impulses. And recently, "The Witch" had become his target.
Taesan began his usual fantasy of raping The Witch. As the imagination took hold, Taesan became a beast and dashed onto the running track. He grabbed the running woman and tackled her to the ground.
"Eek!" As she screamed and fell, Taesan began to tear at her leggings. "Riiip! Rip!"
"Aaaah! Stop!" Her breasts were revealed through the torn leggings. They were large, luscious, and beautiful. Taesan buried his face in them. "Lick, lick! Slurp, slurp."
"No! No!" She screamed and resisted, but no one helped her. Because this was Taesan's world of imagination.
She tried to get up and run, but Taesan caught her again. "Riiip!" As he pulled, her leggings were torn away completely. Her apple-shaped hips and thong were revealed. She tried to run again, but Taesan grabbed her buttocks. "Whoosh!"
"Aaaah!" With a scream, her panties were pulled down, revealing her white, luscious buttocks. Taesan grabbed them with both hands and licked them like a beast. "Lick, lick, slurp! Slurp!"
"Please, stop! Please!" She twisted her body in resistance, but the more she resisted, the more it fueled Taesan's excitement. Taesan flipped her over and forced her legs apart. Her forest was revealed.
"Aaaah! Get away! Get lost!" She screamed, but she was no match for Taesan's strength. Taesan forced her legs open and buried his face in her forest. "Lick, lick! Slurp! Slurp!"
As he licked her like a beast, she resisted even more desperately. "Ah~ no, please!" He could smell the sweat from her, but Taesan didn't care. From her clitoris to her labia, he ravaged her forest with his tongue. Her area became slick with his saliva. "Lick, lick, lick, lick!"
His tongue knew no bounds. She began to cry. "Sob, sob, please, stop now." Even as she shed tears, it was useless. Taesan unzipped his pants to finish the act. But just then, a strange sound reached his ears.
"Aww~ honey, you can't do that here."