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

Throughout the rest of the night, Kanae kept her promise she made to Runald after his tournament win. She rode on top of him, slamming her hips unrelentingly even as he climaxed. The bed creaked and groaned loudly. Minestra laid fast asleep beside them.

Whenever Runald got close to orgasming, Kanae leaned down and shoved her tongue into his mouth. His fingers gripped the bedsheets. His feet kicked from below and arched during climax. The high elf’s eyes rolled to the back of his head as he came inside her again. After blowing his load, she climbed down to lick his throbbing cock clean until it got hard again.

”Wait… you still want more?” Runald panted.

”Of course, I do. I haven’t had sex with you in ages! Don’t lie. You’ve been wanting this.” Kanae pinched and tweaked his cute nipples, making go cross-eyed.

”Kanae, don’t—!” He shot strings of cum into the air.

”See? You still have more to give.” She sat back down on his dick and shuddered. ”Arenade is just the same. You high elves are all so bashful about anything to do with sex, then get all stupid when you’re actually doing it. Now, give me your tongue.”

Runald shyly stuck his tongue out. Kanae sucked on it, giving him a taste of his own cum. She rolled them both over to let him be on top. Her legs flew behind his hips. He thrusted away with what little energy he had left, eyes squeezed shut and arms trembling to keep himself propped up.

”Hehe. That’s it. Keep going. My body is yours to take pleasure from,” Kanae cooed into his ear before nibbling on the tip.

”Kanae… Kanae…” Runald repeated her name over and over again. ”I love you!”

”Eh?” Her heart skipped a beat.

”I’m in love with you! I never imagined I’d ever say that to a demon, let alone a succubus… But you’re kind, brave, and strong. Ever since the aptitude test, I’ve looked up to you as a role model… even more than the other knights. I wanted to join your hall to be closer with you, but I didn’t think I was worthy of you!”

A switch flipped inside Kanae. She turned them over again to be on top once more. Her hips pounded with greater force than before, and her tail pussy fondled Runald’s balls.

”If you say sweet words like that… I’m going to want to fuck you until morning!” Kanae exclaimed, her lips sealed tightly against his own.

At the end of the night, Runald was looking a lot more gaunt than the start. His eyes and cheeks were sunken. Kanae had tucked him into bed up to his neck. She sat upright against the headboard, smoking from a pipe Renya had gifted to her and herbs from Camilla.

”As much as I like you… I’m fine with less sex…” Runald groaned.

”That’s not what you’re dick is telling me.” Kanae reached under the sheets to stroke the high elf’s still erect cock.

”That’s due to your Turn Horny spell! I better not be sore in the morning. If I lose, it’s your fault.” He shot her a dirty look.

”You’ll be fine. What I want to know is if you meant what you said in the heat of sex earlier?” she asked.

Runald pulled the bedsheet over his head. Kanae responded by giving his ball sack a squeeze.

”Y-Yes! I did mean it!” Runald cried.

”How much do you love me?” Kanae faced him.

”Enough that… that I want to ask for your hand in marriage one day,” he answered nervously.

”Is that so? Well, you better work up the courage soon. I get a lot of marriage proposals. But you have the fortune of knowing I’ll say yes when you pop the question.” She smiled.

The high elf blushed redder than a tomato.

”It’s hard to take you seriously while you’re still holding onto my dick.” Runald sighed.

”Well, I can’t control myself when you’re still hard! How about one more?” Kanae asked.

”I’m tired. It’s late. And I have a tournament to fight, you insatiable sex demon.” He threw the sheet over his face and turned to the side, only to flip back a second later. ”I don’t know if I can sleep with Minestra in bed, too…”

Kanae kissed Runald good night, and then hoisted Minestra onto her back to carry to the couch. She laid the herzulith down and tossed a blanket over her. After removing Minestra, Runald fell right to sleep. She returned to the bed to tuck him in, but didn’t feel sleepy herself. If anything, her hunger was acting up again.

A whole night of having sex with two partners and Kanae’s stomach still growled for more. She pressed a hand to her belly and frowned. It was like this in Ehmvier, too, and almost spiraled out of control.

”Ugh. What is happening to me?” Kanae leaned against the wall.

Neither Mitty nor Titan were around to help sate this lust. Before Kanae had realized it, she stumbled out of the bedchamber, wearing nothing but a sheer lace robe that wasn’t even closed in the front. Someone must be around to help.

Kanae made her way down the corridor, leaning against the wall. The torches in their sconces had all gone cold and left Amethyst Hall in darkness. Moon light beaming in from the open windows casted shadows all around. Voices whispered from every dark corner.

Don’t you wish to plunge this world into lust and depravity?

”Who’s there?” Kanae whirled around.

Nothing but the corridor stretched before her.

Imagine how much fun we could have, you and I.

”It’s Satine, isn’t it? I thought we got rid of you!” Kanae growled.

You can’t get rid of me, my debaucherous little pet. I am every brief moment of temptation. The rapturous moans behind closed doors. A thought of the forbidden taste. So long as mortals are born with instinct, there will always be cravings. And cravings beget desires. Yours are so strong and exotic, I’ve never tasted anything like it before. My succubi may be devoted, but they hold the faintest candle compared to the conflagration that is your depravity.

”What I do is none of your business. Get out of my head, Satine. I’ll never serve you, and your cult’s days are numbered!” she exclaimed.

”Kanae!” A hand flew across Kanae’s face.

It was Hilde, her normally slit-thin eyes wide open in fright.

”Sorry, did I wake you?” Kanae asked, pressing a hand to her stinging cheek.

”That’s not important. Who were you talking to just now?” Hilde grabbed Kanae by the shoulders and shook.

”The devil, Satine… I’ve been getting insatiably horny lately, and I think she’s the one behind it. I’m suddenly better now though. I have your slap to thank for that.” She grinned.

Hilde’s brows knitted together. She circled around Kanae and pushed her into the open room. This was the former Mistress of Subjugation’s quarters. The place was furnished with countless paintings, finished and unfinished, sitting on the ground. Many canvases were still on their easels.

What struck Kanae the most, however, was that only a single painting had been put up on the wall. An enormous and beautiful one in landscape, framed with expert craftsmanship. It was of a sunset over a mountainous landscape. Small figures were flying across the horizon. Upon closer inspection, their wings and horns made them unmistakably succubi.

”No, this did not come to me in a dream. I merely wanted to paint something that perfectly encapsulated what I wanted. To be with family. To fly free. The irony is that I have it all here, surrounded by cattle. Sorry, people. If the devil whispers to you again, remind yourself of what you want. Should that fail, I’m here to offer my hand,” Hilde offered coyly.

”Ouch.” Kanae smiled. ”Double-edged much?”

”In case you have forgotten, you seduced me once. I’ll never forgive you for that.” She wagged a finger. ”Ah. I have a gift for you.”

Kanae followed Hilde to a pile of paintings. She flipped through them like thumbing through a pile of documents in a cabinet, then pulled out a portrait of a succubus.

”That’s me!” Kanae gasped.

From the bust up, it was a simple forward-facing portrait like royalty would have gotten done of themselves.

”Indeed, it is. I painted this while you were in Savir. You’re not in one place very long, so I had to do this entirely by memory. May this continue to remind you of yourself.” Hilde handed it to her and smiled.

”Yep. I really do like Painter Hilde more than the Mistress of Subjugation Hilde.” Kanae smiled.

”Get out of my room.” She ushered her out.

Kanae awakened the next morning feeling much more refreshed and in control of herself. Runald was already gone, likely left to prepare for his match later and avoid her hunger. She had hung Hilde’s painting next to the vanity desk and mirror. It made for a nice spot to just admire. Now that Minestra wasn’t searching for Pan and Revah anymore, the herzulith joined them to spectate the matches.

They met up with Arenade, Esta, and Feraline outside the stadium and climbed up to the VIP booth together. Petyr had come to watch again, since Runald would be in the third match. Joap, having lost his match yesterday, had come with Reen to watch their high elven friend. A sulking Mikki was already seated, with Mitty, Moira, and Aisha consoling her.

”What’s wrong?” Kanae asked.

”So, Teana and I found Revah last night. Let’s just say we didn’t have a good talk. They got into a shouting match, and well… Revah said some not so nice things about Teana. I think it hurt her,” Mikki explained.

Teana and Pan were set to face each other in the second match. Hopefully, the encounter with Revah didn’t sour anything between them.

”Kanae!” Sultan Cerberus waved from down the row. ”Rasheena tells me she will be facing your wife’s adopted son. I’ll be wishing them both good luck, but don’t hold it against me for rooting for my aunt.”

”Nelly’s going to kick your incest-auntwife’s ass!” Arenade cheered.

”Wait, what?” Mikki looked at them weird.

”It’s… Never mind. That’s not important. I’m heading down now to proctor the match,” Kanae said.

The kids waved as Kanae descended to the arena floor. The first match of the day was Rasheena and Nelly. A tough match for sure. When Kanae called both of them forth, the crowds went wild. Even King Turren and Archbishop Patrice looked taken aback. There were more spectators today, and the audience continued to grow with each passing day. A good thing for sure.

For Nelly, however, the nerves looked to be getting to him. The dark elven boy swallowed hard. He didn’t have the same confidence against Rasheena compared to his last opponent. Meanwhile, the hellhound Sultana of Avanesse stood tall and proud, baring her fangs in a wicked grin.

”Combatants, begin!” Kanae shouted.

”You’re the ward of Kanae Toyomi? Show me what you can do, boy!” Rasheena dashed in faster than Nelly could create and kicked him.

The dark elf barely got both arms up to block the blow to his chest. He skidded across the arena and seized the opportunity to shoot from a distance. Rasheena didn’t dodge. She swiped them mid-flight instead, destroying the arrows from being of any use later.

”Tsk. True Shot!” Nelly fired two more shots.

Knowing that they were going to hit their target, Rasheena braced both feet on the ground and took them straight in her right forearm. She ripped both arrows out and broke them in half. The beastman woman got on all fours like a dire wolf, racing right for Nelly.

Kanae winced at Arenade’s screams for Nelly to get out of the way. Rasheena was far too fast. Again, he didn’t see her coming. A roundhouse kick to the head sent him flying.

”Ow… I don’t believe it. There’s no way you’re not crowned…” Nelly picked himself up and groaned.

”Some of the greatest figures in Saviran history were uncrowned, yet some nevertheless became Grand Sultan. Surrender, boy. You’re still green around the ears, and I’d prefer not to break every bone in your body,” Rasheena threatened.

”Well, crowned or not, this isn’t going to be a fair fight. For you.” He smirked.

Rasheena narrowed her eyes.

”I planned to save this for Teana, but it won’t matter if I don’t get to face her. Hunter’s Mark.” Nelly twirled a finger in the air, and a giant magical arrow marker pointed at Rasheena from above her head.

”What the…” Rasheena’s hand passed right through trying to brush it off. She scoffed, thinking nothing off the skill, and made a running start to pounce on her opponent again.

”Eagle Sight!” His eyes glowed white, and he discarded his shortbow.

”Abandoning your ranged weapon? Foolish!” The hellhound leaped into the air for the kill.

Right when they were about to make contact, Nelly drew two daggers from his person and parried Rasheena’s sharp claws. She backed away as a cross-shaped slash tore her outer tunic open.

”How?” Rasheena asked, pressing a hand to her torso and pulling back to show blood.

”Hunter’s Mark feeds me knowledge about how fast you are, as well as your position. Eagle Sight increases my DEX and reaction speed.” Nelly tossed his daggers and smiled.

”Haha!” She threw her head back, seemingly impressed. ”I knew to destroy your arrows after what you did to your last challenger. Suppose it’s only fair that you had a few tricks hidden in your quiver. Maybe your next opponent will find another surprise, but it’s my loss.” The hellhound put one hand to her chest and the other to the air to signal her surrender. ”I forfeit.”

Kanae blinked a few times before remembering she had a job to do.

”Victor, Nelly Brightwind!” Kanae shouted.

The audience erupted in surprise rather than cheers. Applause rang across the stadium, but not the usual boisterous fanfare. All the energy left Nelly at once. Kanae landed to give him a shoulder to lean on, then slapped a hand on his back and casted Flash Heal.

”You surrendered?” Kanae gasped at the hellhound.

”The kid could’ve shoved a dagger into my heart when I pounced on him. He slashed me instead. By all rights, I was dead. Anyway, now I can enjoy the rest of the matches with Cerberus and my pups.” Rasheena walked off and scaled the wall up to the booth.

”I’m actually really glad she surrendered… The first kick messed up my arms, and I couldn’t shoot straight without True Shot. The second kick almost knocked me out.” Nelly sighed.

”You did good.” She ruffled his hair before letting the clerics take care of him.

”Wish Teana and Pan good luck for me,” he said as they carried him off on a stretcher.

Kanae swallowed hard.

After that short fight, the audience was craving for something bigger and more explosive. They were probably going to get it, too. The ground beneath Kanae’s feet began to shudder. She glanced left and right, then found several Geomancers terraforming the arena. A quick glance over to Archbishop Patrice assured her that this was intentional. The originally flat arena had transformed into a rocky landscape, reminiscent of Hellfire Badlands.

”Up next, we have a fight that many of you have been waiting for. My daughters, Teana and Pan Toyomi!” Kanae announced.

Both girls stepped out from the west and east tunnel, meeting in the middle for an awkward reunion. However, Kanae noticed Teana looking a little glum compared to her first fight. The fire wasn’t in her eyes anymore. On the other hand, Pan looked just as ready as before.

”Nelly wanted me to tell you that he wished you both good luck,” Kanae said.

”Probably more to Teana than me though.” Pan scoffed.

”Hey.” She shot her daughter a glare.

Teana glanced down ashamedly. As much as Kanae wanted to ask what was wrong, time ran short. She needed to begin the match.

”It doesn’t matter to me who wins or loses. I love you both at the end of the day. Give it your all,” Kanae said, then lifted the magical scroll up to her mouth. ”Begin!”