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🕑 Added 2025-04-27 00:27:50 +0000 UTCEP.173 I Will Definitely Tear Them Apart and Kill Them (1)
My body feels heavy.
It’s as if a heavy weight is pressing down on me.
Even sleep couldn’t resolve this discomfort.
My tightly closed eyelids slowly lifted.
“Haa, why is my body so heavy… huh?”
As the darkness faded from my vision,
the first thing I saw was a hill blocking half my view.
It was hard to see clearly because of the blanket,
but with certainty, I grabbed the hill.
Squish.
It felt like it would slip through my fingers, yet it pushed back against them.
“Ah… ah…”
A sensation so surreal it felt like a dream.
Is this really reality?
I steadied my trembling voice and immediately went to the mirror.
When I saw myself reflected there
“Shit! Thank you, God!!”
The words burst out on their own.
Anyone could see these were incredibly voluptuous breasts.
A slim waist, but breasts as big as melons.
At last, after so many prayers, God had granted my wish.
I’d lived a life of plenty since I was young.
A middle-class family, a sharp mind, looks that could rival a celebrity
I was a perfect woman in every way, except for one thing.
I never had the breasts that are the symbol of womanhood.
‘My washboard… my cutting board has grown into melons!’
From today, I don’t have to pretend I liked having a flat chest.
I can stop bluffing and maybe even show off my chest with pride.
But first, I need to buy new underwear.
The washboard bras in my closet won’t fit these voluptuous breasts. Heh.
“Now, no one can stop me.”
With my weakness gone, who could beat me?
Even if a celebrity showed up, I wouldn’t care.
With looks that could outshine any model or star, what’s there to fear?
“But seriously, my boobs are huge.”
I enjoyed my new breasts, changing poses in front of the mirror.
They drooped a bit with gravity, but youth kept them perky.
They say big boobs lose their firmness,
but maybe that’s just something busty women say to make others feel better.
“Well, whatever. I’m part of the big-boob club now!”
The old me, always called flat-chested, is dead.
Today, Maria with the ultra-dynamite body is born!
I was riding high on dopamine when I suddenly faced a problem I couldn’t avoid.
“…But what about underwear?”
As I said, all my bras are for a flat chest.
I don’t have a single one that fits my new size.
I never thought I’d need a free-size bra.
Does this mean I’ll have to go out braless?
‘I could order online, but…’
Even with Korea’s fast shipping, I can’t get a bra right now.
And just buying by size often doesn’t fit right.
Going out braless to buy one? That’s tough, too.
Bras for breasts this big are only sold at specialty shops,
and there aren’t many of those.
So even if I brave the shame and go out braless,
there’s no guarantee I’ll find one right away.
But I can’t just stay home forever.
“Why is it so hot today, anyway?”
Even with global warming, it’s autumn now.
Shouldn’t it feel cool or even a bit chilly?
Yet even naked, I felt as warm as if the heater was on.
Maybe there’s another freak weather event.
Unable to contain my curiosity,
I wrapped myself in a blanket and looked out the window.
“What is this!!!”
I was so shocked, I dropped the blanket.
Normally I’d have wrapped myself up again,
but the sight before me left no time for that.
“Aha! Mmm! Of course, you have to start the morning with masturbation!”
“I bought a new dildo, and I can’t stop dripping since this morning!”
“Jealous! Mine’s a custom dildo, so it’s hard to get a new one!”
Thrust! Thrust! Thrust! Thrust!
Women were masturbating in the middle of the street.
And they were chatting, showing off their dildos to each other.
I was speechless at the sight.
“This is crazy. What the hell is going on?”
The world had clearly gone mad.
Women walked around nearly naked as a matter of course.
They weren’t even embarrassed to masturbate outside,
boldly splattering their juices on the street.
Was I the one who’d gone crazy?
Clutching my head, I tried to deny the madness of the world,
but then I noticed something odd and looked outside again.
‘Everyone’s boobs got bigger…’
I thought I was the only one,
but apparently, everyone’s size had gone up.
That calmed my excitement,
giving me time to think about the situation.
‘No one thinks their behavior is strange.’
Isn’t it weird?
It’s like all human shame and reason have been erased,
leaving only instinct and lust.
Maybe only my mind has fallen into a parallel world.
Maybe this isn’t my body,
but Maria’s body from this world.
‘Finally, I’ve gone crazy too.’
Maybe it’s because I’ve been reading too many novels lately,
but my mind kept spinning wild fantasies.
Of course, the world before my eyes was stranger than any novel.
“Maybe I should check the internet.”
Maybe the outside world is abnormal, but the internet is normal?
But that faint hope was quickly betrayed.
The internet was just as crazy.
“International Human Toilet Association? Has everyone given up on being human?”
Photos of women calling themselves human toilets,
happily being soiled by men’s urine.
Some even smiled brightly as they drank it.
The sight made me gag,
but I didn’t have time to waste and quickly moved to the next portal site.
“Male degeneration? Ah…”
I thought this was a world favorable to men,
but apparently not.
Erectile dysfunction, azoospermia, or just having a very small penis
if a man can’t perform,
he’s treated worse than a human toilet.
If he’s lucky, he’s just an ATM;
sometimes, he’s even raised like livestock.
‘Ah, but this is talking about Japan.’
Japan is already 100% degenerated;
men are treated like livestock.
“Still, this is a bit much…”
Normally, you wouldn’t put a collar on a person,
and even if you did, you’d put it on their neck.
But here, they drag men around by their limp penises.
And it’s not just a few people.
Apparently, all Japanese women do this.
If Korea is bad, Japan is even worse.
I turned away from the flood of information.
‘I thought I’d learn something, but the more I see, the less I understand.’
I regretted looking it up.
But the information that had entered my brain wouldn’t go away.
Even now, if I closed my eyes,
I could see penises, no dicks tied up with leashes.
“Oh, I haven’t checked the most important thing.”
Now wasn’t the time to be searching online.
I quickly searched the house and found an old, worn wallet.
‘It’s the same as ever.’
A childhood friend gave me this wallet as a gift.
I’d begged my parents for it,
but they refused, saying they’d buy me something better.
So my childhood friend scraped together savings and gave it to me.
Since then, this wallet has been my most treasured possession,
and I swore I’d always keep it safe.
‘Let’s see what’s inside…’
[Onahole University Student ID]
[Onahole License – Grade D]
A mysterious ID fell out of the wallet.
And when I saw my own photo on the ID, my mind went blank.
‘What the hell was I doing in this world!’
Onahole?
You mean the male masturbation toy, onahole?
Shit, being treated like that something’s wrong with this world!
And along with the ID, a photo fell out.
There I was, smiling next to my parents under a sign reading “Onahole University.”
‘Even prostitutes don’t dress like this these days!’
I was shamelessly wearing an outfit so vulgar,
even at home I’d hesitate to put it on.
But I wore it outside, in broad daylight, with people everywhere.
“I suddenly want to kill myself.”
I felt self-loathing for being so happy about my bigger breasts,
not knowing any of this.
Maria, your big boobs don’t matter now!
You’ve become an onahole!
A toy for male masturbation!
“Oh, I wonder if my loser is okay.”
Suddenly, I worried about my childhood friend.
Even if this is another world,
since I treasured the wallet, my relationship with my childhood friend must have been good.
Of course, it’s not like I disliked my childhood friend.
He was just obsessed with studying,
so I kept a bit of distance so as not to distract him.
But I still have feelings for him,
enough to remember our childhood promise.
I just can’t say it out loud.
“If only he had erectile dysfunction…”
Then I could take care of him, right?
If he had ED, he wouldn’t look at other women,
and he’d be happy if I took care of him.
Am I a genius or what?
“Just wait! I’ll come take care of you!”
Fueled by adrenaline, I rushed out of the house
then realized I was naked and ran back inside.
“Ugh, why did I do that…”
I clutched my head, regretting my mistake.
No matter how crazy the world is,
who goes outside naked? Am I insane?
The only good thing is that no one looked at me strangely.
Actually, now that I’m all bundled up, I get more suspicious looks.
‘You’re the weird ones!’
I couldn’t say it out loud.
Sighing in frustration,
suddenly a woman I’d never seen before stopped in front of me.
“Excuse me a moment.”
“Kyaa!”
She reached out and lifted my clothes.
I screamed at the sudden situation,
but the woman just tilted her head, looking at me like I was the strange one.
“Why are you acting like this?”
“Oh, I thought your nipples looked weird because you were all bundled up. But they’re actually pretty.”
“What… what are you talking about…”
What kind of nonsense is that?
So if my pussy’s pretty, you’re going to check that too?
…That’s what I was about to say,
but after looking her up and down, I was speechless.
She seemed very proud of her own pussy.
‘It is a plump pussy.’
Even as a fellow woman, I had to admit it was pretty.
It wasn’t dark, and the plumpness made it look cute.
My own body was just as beautiful,
but that doesn’t mean I want to walk around naked.
I’m not an exhibitionist! Who would walk around naked in public, in their right mind!
“Sorry, I misunderstood.”
“N-no, it’s fine. I’m the weird one.”
“As an apology…”
“Eek!”
She took something out of her bag as an apology,
and when I saw it, I screamed.
It was a sex toy shaped like a penis a dildo.
It was pretty big, too; I worried if it would even fit.
“This is my recommended dildo. Try it out.”
“Uh, um…”
Should I accept this?
She really seemed to mean it as a sincere apology.
Would refusing make me seem even weirder?
“Th-thank you.”
“It’s fine. Good things are meant to be shared. Two cocks are better than one, right?”
How would I know that!
I can’t relate at all.
How could someone with no experience understand that!
‘Wait a minute…’
Come to think of it, do I still have my hymen?
If I went to Onahole University in this world,
does that mean I already lost my virginity?
My face, which had been flushed, suddenly went cold.
I quickly took the apology, ducked into an alley,
checked to make sure no one was around,
and carefully checked my hymen with my phone.
‘It’s gone…’
My hymen was completely gone.
It felt like I’d been hit on the back of the head with a hammer,
but then a burning anger welled up.
“You crazy bitch! Where did you leave your hymen!”
The virginity I’d saved for my childhood friend
was taken by some stranger.
This is insane! This can’t be real!
The reality was so grim, my legs gave out.
Do you know how many times I’ve been confessed to?
I can’t even count on my fingers… there are dozens of guys I’ve turned down.
Among those who confessed were celebrities and wealthy executives,
but I turned them all down, waiting for my childhood friend.
But in this world, my brain must have been ruled by my pussy,
and I lost my virginity completely.
How can my mind stay sane!
“Haa, I really want to die. Huh…?”
Then I noticed a magazine on the ground.
At first glance, it looked like an ordinary magazine,
but maybe because it was so ordinary, it stood out.
It showed models covering their private parts, just like I remembered.
If public nudity and sex acts are so normal,
why does this kind of magazine exist?
It doesn’t make sense.
Then, like a bolt of lightning, a realization struck me.
‘I knew it. I haven’t possessed another world at all.’
This is the world I lived in.
It’s just that everyone, worldwide, was hit by a mental attack.
I guess I, too, went crazy like everyone else,
but for some reason, I’ve regained my sanity.
“Haa, really…”
Clutching the magazine, I steeled my resolve.
“I’ll kill them. Whoever it is, I’ll tear them to pieces and scatter them in Cheonggyecheon!”
I swore to tear apart the bastard who took my virginity.
