The Hero Became a Succubus, and the Only Way to Level is to… What?!

With tensions simmering down between all three factions, succubi and demons were beginning to… get along. As Kanae made her way to the Moonlit Avenue to meet with Lord Charron, she witnessed Artaggon forces mingling with citizens of the Commonwealth. Guards and infantry had beer together at the taverns. Civilians were much less wary around them, too.

The Queen-Mother's succubi, on the other hand, were a little less behaved. Just this morning, several adventurers came back from a quest empty-handed and looking like unwrapped mummies. Why? Because a group of hungry succubi ambushed them for a quick snack in the wilds. When they returned, both groups explained it was a consensual transaction, but Kanae remained unconvinced.

Unfortunately, there was little that could be done if no one was going to report it. Not to mention, Kanae had more important things to do. That being to reunite this stupid horny living grimoire with Lord Charron.

"I don't know how much I need to emphasize this, but whatever you want to meet with him about, PLEASE try not to piss off my new ally. The survival of my country depends on it," Kanae warned.

"Hey, relax! What do you take me for, that stiff binding, Necronomicon? If power is what you wanted, I'm all you could ever need. Shoulda just kept flipping my pages until you found what you wanted. Anyway, we're just going to have a nice chat with an old friend," Chappy said, although not sounding very assuring.

"I can't flip another page… My body's sore from all your— Wait, there's a living grimoire called Necronomicon?" she asked and immediately thought of Edina.

"Huh? Oh, shit. Well, consider the name a freebie. The rest of the info's going to cost you!"

Kanae thought maybe Edina should take the tentacle-dicking for that instead. They reached the university campus, and it was surprisingly easy to find where Lord Charron was. Numerous students and faculty were outside of a lecture hall, anxiously staring inside. In fact, Joap was among them.

"Joap!" Kanae called out to her former classmate from Aidenhall.

"Kanae? Hey!" Joap ran over but paused at the sight of Chappy. "Uhh. Did you get your hands on a living grimoire? And why does it look suspicously like Saint Priest Lanil Hammerthorn's?"

"I, uhm… I'm borrowing it! B-But enough about me. I heard from Reen you joined an exchange student program to come here. How's your studies coming along?" she asked.

"Oh, it's great! Obviously, I freaked the fuck out when succubi and demons marched right up to Highgreen's doorstep, but I'm learning so much these past few months. I enrolled in a theory course called, Applications of Magic in Sex as Warfare. I learned how to shape Magic Hand into Magic Dick, watch!"

"You learned— what?!"

Joap weaved magic and incanted the common mage spell, Magic Hand. It conjured a transluscent hand, light blue in color and able to interact with the physical world. Spellcasters usually used it to perform dangerous tasks or pick up things in hard to reach places. As soon as that hand took shape, however, it became an erect penis that launched into Kanae's pussy. Her eyes snapped open and knees buckled. She almost came.

"Hahaha! I'm liking this place. You guys are doing some fun magic here!" Chappy cackled.

"I'm glad you're having fun, Joap, but put your junk away!" Kanae scolded.

"Sorry!" Joap undid the Magic Dick, and the sensation vanished from her insides.

"Anyway, I'm guessing Lord Charron is inside and that's why you're all out here?" she asked.

He nodded. "Yeah. The big, scary hellhound woman kicked out everyone except Instructor Maisie."

That sounded about right for Lady.

Kanae and Chappy entered the lecture hall to find Lord Charron sitting at the very front. His loyal attack dog stood guard. She snapped her head in their direction coming in, flared her nostrils, and then returned her gaze back to the bumbling instructor.

Instructor Maisie was a dark elven woman of lighter complexion than most in her race. Snow white hair tied to a loose bun and thick spectacles adorned over blue eyes made her out to look like a very typical faculty member. She was a very skilled teacher, but right now…

"S-So, alchemical combinations, that were written off as impossible in the past but doable now, lends to the hypothesis that magic itself can evolve just like any living being. Which w-would mean that magic could very well be a living, breathing entity!" Maisie went from beaker to beaker performing alchemy until a glass slipped from her hand. The crash of broken glass panicked her, and she apologized profusely, but Lord Charron didn't seem to mind.

"The demon lord attending magic school. A certain group of people might write a book on that," Kanae joked as she descended to the front row.

"I've lived almost a thousand years. You get bored after a while. Fortunately, knowledge always has room to grow if you're humble enough. I must admit, this university has taught me much in only a few days. The theory of magic having a sort of evolutionary theory is quite intriguing! Even if some courses are of the… lewd variety," Lord Charron grumbled the last part.

"If it's knowledge you want, I'm all you need! How's it going, pal?" Chappy levitated up to the demon lord's face.

It took a moment for the realization to hit.

"Chappy?!" Lord Charron gaped, then shook off the shock. "Out! Lady, you too. Take the instructor and leave us. Queen Kanae, you stay."

This wasn't the reunion Kanae was expecting.

"As you wish, Lord Charron." Lady jumped onto the stage and hoisted Instructor Maisie, who was cleaning the mess, onto her shoulder. Without another word, she left the lecture hall and caused a commotion outside where students were gathered.

"So… Lord Charron, you two know each other? Does that mean you were also… looking through Chappy's pages?" Kanae asked.

"NO! It was nothing like that! What kind of relationship do you think we had? Chappy appears to be in your possession. More like, are you searching through his pages? Have you any idea what he really is?" Lord Charron fired back.

"A living grimoire, right?" she answered, slightly unsure of herself now.

Both of them turned to the living grimoire.

"I got something to fess up." Chappy sighed. "I'm actually a devil. The incarnation of gluttony, Chappen—"

"You're a devil?!" Kanae strangled the book.

"Now, hold on! I'm not like the others. I don't care about sowing chaos, all I wanna do is eat magic and fuck some hot babes! The ones you need to be worried about is Satine, Haxgorah, and Varren. That's what I wanted to warn you and Charron about!" he cried.

Charron put a hand on her shoulder. "Wait, Kanae. I want to hear him out. Chappy has never seemed to be the malignant type even back then."

When Kanae let the living grimoire go, he sprouted tentacles to straight his pages out.

"Sorry for hiding it from you, alright? I wanted to get to Charron because at least he'd give me a chance, and by my leather spine, I was right. Sheesh." 

"Get on with it!" Kanae and Charron exlaimed.

"Okay, okay! We devils are all kinda connected. We feel each other's presence in this world. Earlier this year, I sensed Haxgorah growing stronger. His presence is quiet now though, but whatever happened to him got Satine the Lustful and Varren the Prideful riled up. You gotta stop them," Chappy implored them.

"If you're a devil yourself, how come you're warning us about this? Aren't you and the other devils aligned?" Kanae asked.

"Hells no, we aren't! Those nutlickers want to set the world on fire and turn everyone against each other. I can't very well fuck my Lani if she's been turned to charcoal by hellfire. You guys gotta find 'em. Do whatever you did to Haxgorah to them," he explained.

Kanae felt a strange pinch from the Matron's Regalia biting into her skin.

"Do you… maybe know where we can find them?" Kanae pressed him.

"Sorry. Wish I knew more. Devils can't live outside of a magical item. This world is inhospitable to us otherwise. If you find a powerful piece of equipment, good chance it's them… I… Ah, crap. I'm getting sleepy, Let me fuck that succubus pussy of yours later, Kanae… nighty night…" Chappy went inert, falling flat on the ground like an inanimate book.

"I can't believe you have been having sex with Chappy." Lord Charron glared.

"That's your takeaway from this?! More importantly, do you know where to look? For the devils, I mean," she said.

The demon lord picked Chappy up and dusted the leather cover off. He handed the grimoire back to Kanae, then paced around the room.

"According to Chappy, Haxgorah doesn't seem to be a threat anymore. A five hundred years ago, I sealed him in the deserts north of Artaggon after defeating the last necromancer who wielded it. Sounds like he recently escaped confinement and was subsequently subdued again," Charron muttered to himself.

Kanae held back the urge to confess that it was likely the Edina and the Pillar of the Damned…

Charron continued, "Satine and Varren, I'm not sure. However, as devil are the embodiment of their own namesake, they also tend to warp the sentiments of the one possessing them. These creatures of concepts thrive on high emotions, so it's no surprise that they are acting up with war on the horizon. Satine, lust… Varren, pride… can it be?"

"Think of something?" Kanae hesitated to ask.

"Hmm, perhaps!" He planted both hands on Kanae's shoulders. "If the devil of lust could have any host, it would be a succubus. It must be! I need you to visit Zariah— I can't, not me. That woman would chain me to her bedposts the first chance she gets. I always thought that tiara of hers was suspicious."

Kanae expelled her heaviest sigh yet.

After returning Chappy back to the manor, Kanae set off alone to the succubi encampment again. If she was going to meet with the Queen-Mother herself, then she wasn't going to risk bringing anyone else along.

Two succubi guarding the entrance to the Queen-Mother's tent stepped aside to let Kanae through. Inside, the succubus queen was in the middle of pouring herself a glass of wine. She was dressed in light, almost see-through lavender robe untied from the front, clinging to her voluptuous body. The long silky fabric trailed behind like a flowing river.

"You smell of Charron. Did you two fuck?" Queen-Mother Zariah asked.

"No, but I did meet with him before coming. I'm going to cut to the chase, Queen-Mother. After all, you told me that tiara makes it easy for you to tell what I'm after. Are you colluding with the devil, Satine?" Kanae questioned back.

Zariah paused. The wine was just brushing against her lips.

"You know of devils?" She smiled and downed the wine in a single gulp. "Rancid, scheming things. They whisper sweet compliments in one ear, and promises of boundless strength in the other."

Step by step, the Queen-Mother approached Kanae until they were standing in front of each other. She was tall. A lot taller. Maybe foot and a half. Which put Kanae's face right in front of Zariah's bountiful breasts. This woman was a true succubus born a succubus, unlike Kanae who was transformed into one. Her mere presence exuded a lustful, oppressive aura that made Kanae wet and weak.

"Much like a succubus, don't you think?" Zariah leaned down to whisper in Kanae's ear.

The hot, sultry breath almost made her climax. Power. Lust. Strength. All in a single breath.

"Y-Yes, mommy…" Kanae stammered, then recoiled at what she had just said.

"Aha! Mommy? Perhaps I misjudged you, Demon Queen Kanae. Your cute. I like cute. It makes me want to toy with you. Make you my plaything. Spoil you rotten… Please, sweetheart…" The Queen-Mother walked behind Kanae and embraced her. "Call me, Mommy Zariah."

There was no resisting this succubus. Kanae melted in her warm embrace.

"Mommy… Zariah," Kanae said in a shakey voice.

In one swoop, Zariah picked Kanae up like a baby and laid her down on the bed.

"Close your eyes. Let mommy give you a reward." Zariah purred, gently stroking Kanae's cheek with the back of her hand.

Kanae did as asked. Her heart raced. She sweated from every pore. Sex? With the Queen-Mother? Hold on. Was this a good idea? Lord Charron stuck his dick in crazy, and that didn't turn out well for him.

Although… What was taking Zariah? It had been a few minutes already. Suddenly, Kanae felt the bed pressing down and creaking as a weight climbed onto it next to her.

"Open wide~" Zariah said sweetly.

Kanae continued to obey and— something plugged her mouth. She opened her eyes. It was a baby bottle. Zariah was in bed and curled up next to her.

"Is this some kind of joke?!" Kanae pushed the bottle away.

"What? I thought we had something nice going? Oh! Perhaps, you need your diaper changed?" Zariah asked.

"I thought we were going to have sex— oop." She slapped her mouth shut with both hands.

"Sorry, Kanae! Zariah's got a date with me today." Renya made herself known from the corner of the room. She was lounging in a wooden bathtub, smoking from a fat cigar in one hand and glass of wine in the other.

The pirate lord and chairwoman of Rown Company climbed out. Water cascaded down her bare body. She dried herself off with a nearby towel, then sauntered over to Zariah, where the two exchanged a very deep kiss. All the while Kanae's mouth flopped open and close.

"You must be confused, Demon Queen. At first, I found Renya to be a prickling annoyance. She surprised me during the conference by proving herself rather charming. In more ways than one." Zariah put an arm around Renya's waist and licked her belly.

"Oh, stop it! I can only get so wet. Anyway, we convened after to talk about building an inroad to her new kingdom. You know, the whole piece of land you cut for her in the deal? Well, one thing led and… she showed me her tongue, and I gave her the good ol' Renya clones special!" Renya winked.

"Okay, hold up. Before we continue this conversation, I need to know something." Kanae pressed both hands together in their direction. "Can I join?"

"Of course you can't! Talking business is a private affair between myself and a potential partner. Now, if you will excuse us… I've got a succubus queen's pussy to eat," she said, shooing me out with a few clones.

As soon as Kanae hit the ground and both guards stood in the way again, the sounds of intimacy erupted like fireworks from within.

"Damn it, Renya. It should have been me!" Kanae punched the dirt.

Crap. And she forgot about her original goal of finding out about the devil Satin. Kanae hit the ground again and groaned.

"What are you doing groveling in front of my mother's tent?" someone asked, and Kanae glanced up to see that someone was Hilde, the Mistress of Subjugation.

"Oh. Uhhh… Nothing." Kanae got up and brushed the dirt from her clothes.

Hilde cast a grimace in the direction of the Queen-Mother's tent.

"Eugh. I rather not listen to my mother squeal like a pig. Come." Hilde grabbed Kanae's hand, pulling her along down the path until they reached another tent.

It was not as lavish as the Queen-Mother's or Ambrosia's, but much more well-furnished than those for the succubus grunts. Hilde's room was mostly empty aside from a bed, wooden trunk, and a few tablles. What it was in abundance of, however, were paintings strewn about. She had an easel stand with an unfinished painting of a river. Other finished pieces lying around were landscapes, naked subjects, and animals.

"I didn't take you for a painter. You're pretty good!" Kanae drew closer to the one in progress until the painter herself moved her away.

"Don't lie. I'm terrible. I only recently got started," Hilde said, stacking some up to make room in her tent.

"Well, I'll be honest. I didn't expect a succubus to have a hobby in painting."

"I spent my entire life underground with cavernous walls and bleak stone buildings. The day the Queen-Mother sent me to the surface, I was overwhelmed with color. I want to capture its beauty. In case this alliance somehow falls through, and we must retreat underground again," she explained.

Kanae sat on the bed and watched Hilde tidy up the place. She moved like she didn't want to waste a second of her freedom. After a while the succubus stopped.

"You will be leaving for Ehmvier tomorrow, correct?" Hilde turned around.

"Yeah. The empire's forces made landfall. We need to be ready. Apparently, Lord Charron is sending Minestra down to help me. I was talking to Ambrosia yesterday, and she was considering sending Claudia, too. Not going to lie, I'm kind of worried if they'll get along." Kanae recalled the two went straight for each other during the conference.

"Claudia may be a knucklehead, but she will be a great asset to you. Better than me, I suppose. Mother tasked me with defending a river that cuts through the Commonwealth. She believes the cattle empire may send their forces there. We may not see each other again next, and I can't be sure your incompentence won't get you captured. I will paint you so that I may have something to remember you by. Just don't expect it to be any good!" she growled.

"I won't! I won't! Do you want me to just stand here, or…?"

Hilde thought for a moment, staring harder at Kanae than she liked.

"Strip naked. Lie on the bed for and look my way," Hilde ordered.

Kanae dropped all of her clothing and climbed into bed. Meanwhile, Hilde repositioned the canvas to face her.

"Paint me like one of your Ortesian girls," Kanae blurted out.

"What?" Hilde leaned over and squinted.

They stared at each other for a good few seconds, and Kanae went bright red. She regretted everything.

"Nothing… Just… intrusive thoughts winning over," Kanae explained, thoroughly cringing at her own silly joke.

Hours went by. Kanae was beginning to feel sore. Whenever she tried to make conversation, Hilde snapped at her to be quiet. Through it all, she noticed how soft Hilde's gaze could be. This succubus did have a kind side to her. They all probably did, but were hardened by the war in their history books.

Daylight dwindled and gave way to night when Hilde finally finished.

"There. I believe it looks quite like you. Come and take a look." Hilde grinned to herself.

"Finally…" Kanae got up to check and was appalled by a nicely-drawn, overly busty succubus. "My tits are not that big! Are… Are they?"

Hilde erupted into laughter. Kanae ignored her and went to get her clothes. The succubus grabbed her hand.

"Who said you can leave? You leave when I tell you to." Hilde pushed Kanae down and climbed on top.

Their fingers interlocked. Hilde's hair draped down one side of her head like forest vines. There was longing in her eyes, and Kanae answered their desires in kind.