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

"I am so terribly sorry for what my students did to you!" Headmistress Marnie bowed so low that the old woman's back might give out first.

After what had happened, Kanae reported back to school right away. She told her everything. However, she specifically omitted that Motta might have come here from another world. That was a can of worms that didn't need opening.

"It's fine. I know you want to levy punishments on them for what happened, but we need to approach this carefully. If Motta is onto us, he could up and disappear. A rogue incubus with a penchant for mischief isn't someone I want on the run," Kanae explained.

"I… suppose that makes sense. But an incubus? I'll need to amend his paperwork once this is all over. I always thought he was just scrawny for an orc. Could this be an incubus from Artaggon?" Marnie straightened her back and furrowed her brows in thought.

"I doubt it. But whether he's from Artaggon or not isn't what's important," she reasoned.

In reality, Motta likely came from Earth. If he got here the same way Kanae's friends did, then a demigod might have had a hand in it. She could learn something at the Church of Many by speaking with the demigods.

"At any rate, it seems you isolated the main problem at our school. It's Motta. He appears to be the source of many students' delinquency. Have you given any thought on how to deal with him?" Marnie asked.

"Easiest way is to expel him. Problem is, that sets him loose on the world. I want him here where we can keep an eye on him. Maybe… Maybe I can correct Motta. Play the role of a teacher here. It didn't sound like they recognized who I really was last night. Just a pure succubus that happened by," Kanae explained.

"Oh! As it happens, you can be Alisyn's teaching assistant in a cooking class. Motta attends… sometimes," she said. Nᴇw novel chapters are publɪshed on NoveIꜰire.net

Cooking? Kanae gauged her own skill to be just above the average person. Having lived alone for after high school, she had taught herself to cook just to avoid exorbitant costs of eating out. She agreed to Marnie's proposal but asked to be excused for the next hour to visit the Church of Many. In the meantime, Marnie and Alisyn went to find an old faculty outfit they had stowed away.

The idea of being a teacher tickled Kanae pink. Even if it was going to be for a short time, being able to impart some knowledge to the younger generation felt like a wonderful opportunity. Unfortunately, shouting from below interrupted her reverie.

Clergy from the Church of Many confronted a group of people clad in white just outside their doors. Kanae recognized them immediately and wished she hadn't. Bright Cloister members, and they sounded particularly angry for some reason.

"What's going on down here?" Kanae landed in between the two parties.

"Empress Kanae!" Bishop Marcus breathed a sigh of relief. "These Bright Cloisters have been soliciting parishioners all morning to join them. Normally, we don't mind. The Many encourages all of us to engage with other denominations. But hounding someone who has already said no, even going as far as pursuing them into the church, is harassment!"

"You're missing out on the best thing to emerge from Ehmvier!" an impassioned Bright Cloister devotee exclaimed.

"This city— nay, the entire Commonwealth will be going through a renaissance in the worship of Demigoddess Arenade!" another cried.

"Unlike your gods, she walks among us. She speaks not through messengers or in silent prayers. Demigoddess Arenade is among us!" A third member, a dark elf whose hair was very clearly bleached blonde like a high elf's, raised her hands to the sky.

"Empress Kanae, you were there! You joined us! You experienced first hand the demigoddess' warmth and passion!" One broke away from the group and came up to Kanae, his gaze full of fanaticism.

Bishop Marcus and the other clergy stared at Kanae with concern. She sweated bullets. Sure, she had gone to a Bright Cloister prayer session. Once. But that was all!

"Listen, the Church of Many already worships Demigoddess Arenade in their own way. Even her statue is in there. They just go about it a little differently from you. Out of respect to her and the other demigods, let's simmer down and give the parishioners their space," Kanae implored.

"Very well, Empress. Come, devoted! There are some lost lambs in need of herding at every tavern in the city, and we have a quota to fulfill before tonight's prayer session!" The blonde-haired dark elf corralled the rest to follow her.

Thank goodness…

"Your timely intervention is much appreciated. I, er… did not realize you are also a Bright Cloister member." Bishop Marcus coughed into his hand.

"Not a regular member like them at least. Anyway, I'm just here to seek guidance from the demigods. I won't be long," Kanae said.

"Please, take as long as you need!" He gestured into the church.

When Kanae crossed the doors, it was hard to miss the mound of flowers at the statue of Arenade's feet. Not only bouquets, but also gold coins, trinkets, letters, and more. The size put the other demigods' offerings to shame.

"It is as you suspect. All of that is from Bright Cloister. However, they have given more than just monetary tributes. We've had to forcibly throw out men who believe masturbating onto Demigoddess Arenade's statue was a form of worship. Cleaning her has been quite the task. I better get started…" The bishop grumbled and walked off.

After the school dilemma, Kanae needed to figure out a way to get Arenade to rein in her followers. They were getting more unhinged by the day. She pushed the thought aside and took a seat in the pews.

The chorus of soft murmurs filled the air. When Kanae shut her eyes and clasped both hands, a warm sensation enveloped her from all directions.

"Hm? What the…" Kanae opened her eyes to find herself submerged up to the knees in hot water. Steam surrounded her. A tall and muscular woman's silhouette appeared behind the warm fog.

Threcia, the salamander demigoddess, stepped into view with a towel slung over her shoulders. Wet hair clung to her deep red body. She was just now cracking open the cap to a wine bottle on the tip of her horns.

"Oh, it's you! Hey, Kanae!" Threcia waved.

"You accept prayers while bathing? Talk about working overtime," Kanae teased and spared a long gander at the attractive beastman salamander's body.

"I got a long line of prayers to answer! Especially long because of that war in Savir you had a hand in. Anyway, I pushed you up to the front. Call it Deification privileges. How can I help ya?" The demigoddess plopped down into the water and chugged from her bottle of wine.

"There's someone I'm trying to find out about. His name is Motta. He's an incubus with Orc Ancestry. I think he came from another world like I did. Is there anything you can tell me about him?" she asked.

Threcia continued gulping down the bottle. A trickle dripped down the side of her chin. If she was still on the clock, then drinking had to be extremely irresponsible. Especially while answering prayers…

"Sorry, pal." Threcia tossed the empty bottle over her shoulder. "Stuff like that is confidential. If we start telling you all about someone, what precedence does that set for everyone else? You gotta find out on your own. What I can tell you is that ol' Marrowyn must've handled the guy. I remember that pervy dwarf laughing about some guy wanting to be some kind of sex god. That was only a few years ago."

That had to be it!

"Do you think if I ask Marrowyn, he'll tell me more?" Kanae asked.

"Doubt it, but. Let's see." Threcia carved open a tear in space with her claw and peeled one side open.

When they peered in, the dwarven demigod was in the middle of partying with a bunch of elementals. He had his face buried in the tits of a water elemental with a feminine visage. Someone poured beer over her, which mixed into the body of liquid.

"Chug! Chug! Chug! Chug!" everyone chanted.

"Marrowy! Hey!" Threcia yelled.

"Pwuah! Threcia? Well, if it ain't Kanae! Hurry and complete your Deification so you can get in on this sometime!" Marrowyn exclaimed.

"Uh. I think I'm fine! I just wanted to ask if you can tell me about a guy you transformed into an incubus. Motta. Do you remember him?" Kanae yelled through the small portal.

"No— Wait, yes! Decent lad. A real horndog, that one! Came from your world, if I remember correctly. But I can't very well tell ya anymore. The Supreme One will have my divinity if I break confidentiality agreements. Anywho, I'm getting back to enjoying my break!" He waved and zipped the tear shut.

There was confirmation for some questions at least.

"It sure is lively up here in Heaven…" Kanae muttered.

"We good? Because it sounds like my next one is about to have a duel, and I wanna see how that turns out!" Threcia bounced up from the waters.

"I appreciate the—"

Before Kanae could finish, she was back in the Church of Many. Never a dull moment around the demigods. Coming here wasn't entirely for naught though. Now, she knew for certain Motta was trouble. Not only did he originally come from Earth, but he was also a horny guy in the body of an incubus. With any luck, he hadn't been crowned.

Satisfied, Kanae returned to the school and entered Marnie's office through the window. The headmistress and Alisyn were there. They had prepared a school teacher's outfit comprising a long black black skirt and sleeveless white blouse for the summer. It was all they had on short notice.

The two helped Kanae put on the outfit, and the chest area proved to be a tight fit. Where she normally wore her hair in a short ponytail, they redid it into a bun. She even donned a pair of round glasses that were cosmetic only and didn't interfere with her vision.

"Wow. I look hot. I'm turning myself on! Is it really okay for me to be dressed like this?" Kanae asked, checking herself out in a mirror.

"You're the only one who thinks that. We wear these normally." Alisyn rolled her eyes.

"Kanae, you're going to be disguised as a teaching assistant from the Eminence. Your identity is that of Eileen, a sister Sister of Sin. Your regular absence from the Commonwealth probably means very few may recognize you. I can't even tell what the past and current Grand Eye looks like. There also shouldn't be any problems running into Kanade or Suvee. Their classes are on the first floor, and you will be teaching older students on the third," the headmistress explained.

With that out of the way, Kanae joined Alisyn in heading to the cooking class. The students hadn't arrived yet. Two regular rooms made up the single cooking class room. Arenade's regular funding of the Brightwind Academy gave the school some upgrades, and it was evident in the rows of stoves, hanging cooking pots, crates enchanted with cold magic to keep meat ingredients fresh, and baskets full of fruits and vegetables sourced locally.

As the school bell rang, a very nostalgic pang tugged at Kanae's chest. She hadn't been in school for years yet still missed it every now and then. Doors up and down the corridor swung open, and footfalls filled halls as students mosied on to their next class.

The first few entered and did a double take at Kanae. She desperately hoped none of them recognized who she was. As the class continued to fill up, there was no sign of Motta. Did he skip school?

Unfazed and without missing a beat, Alisyn addressed the class, "Everyone, this is Eileen. She is a Sister of Sin who will be my teaching assistant in our cooking class. Say hello to Ms. Eileen."

"Hello, Ms. Eileen!" they said in unison.

"Good morning, class. I hope you will treat me as well as I plan to treat you." Kanae flashed a warm smile.

Several of the boys straightened their backs and tensed up.

For the next half hour, Alisyn instructed the class on a simple recipe: stew. They guided the students in selecting ingredients, cleaned and cut them, and filled the cooking pots with water to be boiled.

"Ow!" A human teen girl cried out.

Kanae and Alisyn hurried over to find her holding her index finger dripping with blood.

"You were cutting with your fingers stretched out again, weren't you? What did I say about the paw method? Let's get you to the nurse." Alisyn sighed.

"I can fix that for her." Kanae pulled out a wand and casted Flash Heal. The injury vanished before their eyes. There was still blood though, so she casted Prestidigitation to quickly clean the mess.

"Th-That's amazing! It doesn't hurt anymore either. Thanks, Ms. Eileen!" The teen beamed.

"Uhm… Ms. Eileen, can you teach me how to cut onions so I don't accidentally hurt myself?" A boy from across the room raised his hand.

"I'd like you to check if I'm cutting these right, Ms. Eileen!" another shouted.

"Just a moment. I'll check on each of you one at a time!" she promised.

Class was going well. They moved past cutting all the ingredients, but not without a few students getting a couple of more injuries. Probably on purpose. Things were going well… until Motta came in late.

"Sorry, Instructor Alisyn. I was—" Motta paused in the middle of the room and took a good long look at Kanae, and bit his lower lip. "Well, why didn't you tell me we had a sexy teacher coming in? I would've come in on time!"

"You aren't excused for your tardiness. Get in your seat," Alisyn said, not at all interested in playing his game.

Kanae eyed Motta, and he eyed her back. He definitely remembered her from yesterday, but by that look, had yet to realize her true identity.

"Alright, everyone. Now is the time to add the rest of our spices to really round out the flavor of your stews. Feel free to make your own blend or ask Ms. Eileen and I for suggestions," Alisyn announced.

As the two of them did their rounds to inspect the students' progress, Kanae neared Motta, who was slacking off as usual. The previously behaved boys around him were much rowdier this time around, now that he was here. They picked up kitchen knives and started parrying each other.

"Gotcha!" Motta snatched the wrist of one friend and shoved a knife towards his face.

Kanae got there first. She grabbed his wrist, lifted, and twisted the knife from his grasp. In that same moment, she squinted to check for a crowned class sigil. There was one, and it was of two criss crossed swords.

"That's dangerous. A kitchen knife is a tool, not a weapon. Don't do that again," Kanae said.

"Or what, Ms. Eileen? Are you going to punish me?" Motta smirked.

"Just a first warning." She let go of him and walked off.

"Oooh. Motta's in trouble with the new teacher," one of the students teased.

Class continued without much interruption after that. Students tried each others' stew. Some were outright gross because they put too much spices. Kanae and Alisyn had made their own, and everyone cleaned out both of their pots.

School ended. Students returned to their rooms and retired for the night. Teachers made the rounds through campus, making sure no one was misbehaving or sneaking out.

As for Kanae…

Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap!

"I can't believe the succubus I fucked was actually going to be working here! Fucking you in this outfit feels great. I'm really fucking a teacher!" Motta slammed his hips harder and pulled on Kanae's hair.

"Yes! Faster… I'm a slutty teacher that became a student's sex slave!" Kanae moaned.

After running into Motta while patrolling the halls, it became clear to her that he planned to sneak out and cause some mischief again. Kanae couldn't charm him since he was an incubus. Their race was immune. Forcibly detaining a student would look bad on her, so they struck a deal. Motta would behave tonight if Kanae gave into his sexual commands. She had her hands over the stove counter and ass in the air for him to pummel.

The two of them tensed up as footsteps walked down the hall and drew closer. Kanae slapped a hand over her own mouth. Motta, however, didn't stop thrusting into her. She did her best to suppress the moans. This was bad. If any of the faculty found out what they were doing, it would be a huge scandal.

Empress Kanae Toyomi, made a cocksleeve by some young incubus. Kanade and Suvee would be humiliated. Thankfully, the footfalls passed right by, but she didn't get a moment of relief.

"You're the one who needs punishment!" Motta slapped her ass.

"Nnngh!" Kanae's eyes rolled back.

"Talking back to me in class like that in front of my friends. Who do you think you are? If you keep acting out, I'm going to have to fuck you out in the open." His hand came down hard again.

The impact brought Kanae to climax. Her body shuddered. Motta pulled out and pushed her down. He shoved his dick into her mouth, letting out a thick load.

"Mmm… sllurrrp… slrrpp… mmmh!" Kanae smooched and licked all over until it was clean.

This cock was as modest as could be. Yet it felt so good. The other incubi Kanae had met before cowered quickly, but Motta wasn't afraid like they were. She also had trouble resisting his dick for some reason. Was it magic? An enchanted item? Perhaps that answer was much more simple.

Kanae wanted to just be a piece of meat to someone who knew how to treat her.

"That's a good whore. From now on, I'm going to fuck you whenever I call for you. Maybe I might even graduate on time thanks to your hard work." Motta caressed her face.

"Yes, Master~" Kanae gulped a mouthful of spunk.

A sudden scorching sensation ignited in her body. She trembled intensely and climaxed even though Motta barely touched her. That hot feeling gathered to her right thigh, just below the crotch. The male sex symbol sprouting wings seared on and glowed with a soft light.

"What is this?" Kanae gasped.

"Oh, that! That's an incubus thing called Brand of Eros. Activates on its own when I have sex with someone more than once. This makes you more and more horny until you can't take it. My jizz is the only one who can relieve you. If you resist long enough, a Charm activates to put you under my control as a permanent sex slave," Motta explained.

Vesh and his brothers didn't have a skill like that. Motta might be a higher level incubus than them then.

The incubus' dick looked a lot more delectable. Kanae swallowed hard, only to then realize that she was actually immune to the latter effect thanks to Steel Mind. She always had control of her own body. Mentally, at least. Still, a horny sensation continued to build up within her. Almost as if she had casted Turn Horny on herself repeatedly.

For now, Kanae intended to play along a little while longer. If Motta was willing to behave in exchange for sex, that wasn't a bad trade.

"Alright, I think I'm gonna go out and fuck new woman tonight! Maybe a cute dark elf." Motta stretched his arms.

"You're leaving me so soon? But Master, this naughty teacher has been a bad girl. Please, use my pussy some more~" Kanae pleaded and squeezed her breasts in Motta's face.

"Hoooo, I scored a real succubus slut with you. I hope you're ready to take my cock all night long," he said, tugging on her nipple piercings hard enough to make her climax.