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

Kanae couldn't remember the last time she had so much sex. The incubus Motta made good on his promise to fuck her all night, including every day thereafter. They didn't just do it after classes ended. Sometimes, he wanted her in the middle of the school day. In the restrooms, the janitor's closet, an empty classroom, and more. He walked her naked through the school after dark on all fours, leash around her neck.

The sex spree didn't end with just Motta though. As it turned out, he was charitable with his circle of friends and invited them to his room while Kanae was still there. He regularly let them have sex with her, and they took turns giving her creampies and facials. One of his human friends was pistoning into Kanae in the missionary position in bed, all the while those who had finished or waiting their turn played cards on the floor.

"Damn, Motta. I still can't believe you seduced a succubus— Ms. Eileen at that, into your sex slave. She's so fucking hot. I got a boner the first time I saw her in cooking class," a student said.

"Watching them go at it is getting me hard again. Hey, make room. I want her to suck my dick." Another tossed his cards and got up to wave his erect member in front of her Kanae's face.

"Ew, no. Screw off. I want to kiss her and don't need your jizz in her mouth." The one fucking her, a dark elf, sealed her lips with his own.

Kanae was on cloud nine, having been fucked non-stop for hours now. She threw her legs behind his waist and wrapped both arms around him. More. She wanted more and to be treated like a cumdump.

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

"Your dick is sho good… Mmm! Kiss me more… ahhh!" Kanae sucked on his tongue.

"Ugh. Looks like they're gonna go at it for a while longer. I wanted another round with Ms. Eileen," someone groaned.

"Don't sweat. I got other women under my control. It's still early in the evening, so let's hit the town. What are the teachers going to do? Stop us?" Motta snickered.

"Leave him, he's—" One of Motta's friends started coughing up a storm.

"Sheesh. Chill out and drink some water, man." A different friend shoved him a glass.

They stopped their card game and started to leave.

One turned back into the room and asked, "You coming or what?"

"Ms. Eileen's got her legs locked around me. I'll catch up after emptying my load," he said.

The door closed shut, and Kanae and the dark elf continued rutting like animals.

"Heh. Or, I can stay here and have Ms. Eileen all to myself! Your pussy is really squeezing me. I can't get enough of how hot and wet it is… Hey, suck on my tongue some more!" he pleaded and stuck his tongue out.

Kanae rolled them both over instead. Now, she was on top. Her breasts buried his head under their weight. Back in control, she pounded her hips harder and faster. The dark elf struggled beneath her, arms flailing and feet kicking. Her tail pussy opened into salivating maw that latched onto and massaged his balls, causing him to writhe even more.

A hot load flooded into Kanae's womb and mixed in with the others, who had fucked her earlier. Her current partner went still. His trembling arms and hands embraced Kanae tightly. She reached under Motta's bed where her clothes laid in a pile, pulled out a wand, and casted Sleep on the dark elf. When she lifted her chest off his face, he was dead asleep with a content smile.

"You were getting too cocky there. Never underestimate a succubus." Kanae kissed him on the cheek and began her search of Motta's room.

Potions were still being distributed around Brightwind Academy. That meant Motta had a cache stowed away somewhere. Kanae trusted that Rosaline kept her basement locked after they found out it wasn't, but there was always the chance… To that end, she had been giving herself to the lust and mercy of Motta and his friends. There were two things she sought to do before putting this ruse to an end: find the remaining potions and free the other women branded with the Brand of Eros.

If Motta hadn't been an incubus, Kanae could have resolved everything by charming him to tell the truth. Unfortunately, his very existence was a succubus' antithesis.

The question was, where exactly did Motta hide the potion cache? Kanae searched all over. Under the bed, in the closet, desk, and bookshelf. Nothing. Rosaline's potion crates were one by two feet. He would be hard pressed to hide something like that.

"Hmm. If I was a teenager, where would I stash things I didn't want my parents or teachers to find?" Kanae wondered aloud.

The last two nights of searching yielded nothing. Either Motta hid them elsewhere other than his room, or they were in his friends' possession. Kanae was about to give up until the floorboard creaked underneath her foot near the corner of the room. She put her weight on it, and the creaking grew louder.

Using her bare hands, Kanae pried the board up effortlessly. Sitting in the empty space between the wooden joists was a potion lockbox. Bingo. She opened the box and pulled a potion out to inspect the bottom of the vial. Two parallel indents in the glasswork. It was how Rosaline ordered her potion vials to be made.

"Perfect. Potions secured." Kanae hoisted the lockbox out and fixed the floorboard back into place. She cleaned herself up, got dressed, and left for Rosaline's atelier.

The potion shop saw a lot less customers late in the afternoon. Only a trickle of people visited the lamia alchemist. The bell atop the door jingled as Kanae entered from the front.

"Hello! I'll be right with you in a moment!" Rosaline looked up and smiled.

"Rosaline, it's me." Kanae took off her fake glasses, forgetting that she was disguised as a school teacher.

"By the gods, you look like an entirely different succubus!" she exclaimed.

Rosaline asked for a moment. She was helping a human mother and her young daughter, who appeared to be a little under the weather. The alchemist provided the two with several potions and capsules, then wrote a letter instructing how often to ingest them. Grateful, the pair thanked Rosaline and headed home.

"There seems to be an illness going around the city. Nothing too unusual. Flus and colds come and go with the seasons, but myself and the other alchemists have received an uptick in customers in need of medicine," Rosaline explained.

"Huh. Well, if things start looking abnormal, be sure to let me know. Eliza might be interested in it, too." Kanae paused and recalled a friend of Motta's coughing earlier.

"Will do! So, how may I help you this late afternoon, oh disguised empress?" she joked. Fınd the newest release on novel⟡fire.net

Kanae didn't need to explain anything and only hoisted the potion lockbox onto the counter. Rosaline took one look at it to understand the reason for her visit.

"My basement is locked, I swear! I checked this morning. I think?" Rosaline scratched her head.

"I'm pretty sure Motta stole these sex potions a while ago. There's some empty slots on the rack, which means he's passed a few around already," Kanae said.

"Wait a minute." She plucked one out and stuck her flicking tongue into the vial. "This isn't a sex potion. It's the ones I normally sell to Arenade and Bright Cloister."

Rosaline closed up shop and beckoned Kanae to follow her downstairs. The alchemist plucked a clipboard from the wall, and they walked down the many rows of potions, reagents, and boxes. It was in the back where she temporarily stored any outbound shipments.

"Uh, oh." Rosaline paused in front of an empty space on the shelf.

"What is it?" Kanae peered over her shoulder.

"I'm missing a crate of sex potions! I distinctly remember brewing them. Our thief must have taken the wrong box last, and my apprentices likely sold Bright Cloister… the…" She trailed off.

Kanae grabbed Rosaline by the shoulders.

"So, if we got the spiritual potions back… then Arenade has…" Kanae gulped.

They exchanged uneasy glances and started sweating up a deluge.

"THE SEX POTIONS!" they exclaimed.

"Perhaps we still have time to stop them from imbibing the potions. Where are they now?" Rosaline asked.

"Parn Park. But we have to hurry. They're doing a prayer session today!" Kanae cried.

They raced to the park as fast as possible. With summer upon them, it was still very bright out. Neither of them were prepared for the sight that awaited them.

The entirety of Bright Cloister was engaged in an orgy out in the open. Empty potions littered all over the place. Men were getting blown by multiple women. Women were being gangbanged by multiple men. An elven woman was drenched in cum, surrounded by a group of guys jerking off onto her. Couples were performing 69 on the grass or railing each other. The chorus of depraved moans and gasping breaths drew attention to the park.

Kanae and Rosaline were in disbelief. They pushed past the orgy in an attempt to get to the front, but it was no use. With all the writhing bodies on the ground, they couldn't so much as move an inch. Hands shot out and grabbed at the two. Kanae was fast enough to lift off into the air. Unfortunately, Rosaline wasn't so lucky, and without wings to fly like Kanae, the grasping hands quickly restrained her.

"Rosaline!" Kanae gasped.

"Oh, goodness! I believe they seek to drag me into the orgy with them!" Rosaline exclaimed.

"Uh huh… and you don't sound very distressed. Do you even want me to save you?" she asked.

"As a lamia, it isn't uncommon for my kind to mate in an orgy. I— ahhh!" The alchemist jolted as a man plunged his dick into her pussy, then another silenced her with a dick to her mouth.

Kanae turned away as Rosaline slowly descended into the orgy mass. She flew ahead to the front, only to find another outrageous sight.

Goblins were going to town on Arenade, who was on all fours and taking a dick in every available hole. She had bite marks all over her breasts. Fresh spunk coated almost every inch of porcelain. They had to have been at it for a while, since other goblins were lying asleep on the stage, their limp green members spent from banging her.

"Ohhh, hooo! I can feel it! I can feel Demigoddess Arenade's warmth and love through your pussy, priestess!"

"I've always fantasized about your tits. Biggest pair in the Commonwealth!"

"I'm converting! I'm converrrtttiiiinng!"

"Yes, yes, yes!" Arenade cried deliriously amidst the throes of pleasure. "Demigoddess Arenade loves you! I'll embrace you all! Shower me with your looooove!"

All of the goblins blew their loads into and onto the high elf's body. They painted her white with jizz yet were still raring to continue. Arenade pushed another goblin down and climbed on top of his dick to bounce on. Another rubbed his green prick against her face until she wrapped her lips around it.

Kanae sighed and had the biggest urge to just let Arenade reap what she sowed. Buying potions to influence her followers' minds was scummy. This never would have happened if she conducted Bright Cloister gatherhings normally.

Oh, well. The shame of being gangbanged by goblins in public should be punishment enough. Kanae flew home to the castle to retrieve the Blade of the First Temptress, then returned back to Parn Park. She casted Sleep, empowering it through the enchanted sword and storing the spell into her Doom & Gloom earrings to increase the radius.

Everyone in the park fell unconscious like their strings had been snipped. The moaning symphony of an orgy stopped all at once and silence fell over the area. Kanae pulled Arenade out from under a pile of goblins whose dicks were still rock hard. She easily found Rosaline since lamias weren't too common a sight in Ehmvier.

Wand in hand, Kanae was about to cast Prestidigitation on Arenade to clean the spunk off her but decided against it. She carried both of them back to Rosaline's atelier since it was closer than the castle. They started stirring awake after an hour.

"Where am I? Ah, back in my shop! That wasn't so bad. Lamia orgies tend to be more violent and constricting!" Rosaline recalled nostalgically.

"Ugghh…" Arenade was next to come to consciousness. "Where… Why am I—Oh." Realization finally struck as she sniffed the dried cum on herself. "AAHHHHHHHHH! Me and… goblins… They just kept going and going and never tired. It's inside me, in my stomach, and mouth… urk!" Her cheeks ballooned up, and she barfed onto the floor. "My divine body has been defiled! I can't show my face to my followers ever again! Waaaahhhh! What even happened?!"

"One of the students at Brightwind Academy I'm investigating stole the wrong box from Rosaline's atelier. Then her apprentice shipped you the wrong potions. It looked like you guys were screwing for hours. You were really into it," Kanae teased.

"NOOOOOOO! I DON'T WANT TO HEAR IT! DON'T TELL ME A DAMN THING!" She shut her ears and blabbed incoherently.

Once Arenade calmed down, Kanae casted Prestidigitation on her and Rosaline fetched some spare clothes for her to wear. She still wasn't happy at all about the Parn Park fiasco.

"School, huh. That explains your get-up. So, what you're telling me is… that whole thing was because a stupid incubus stole the wrong box of potions? Where is he? I'm going to murder him!" Arenade growled.

"Your optics already look bad enough after what happened earlier. You don't need to also be known as a murderer of misbehaving teenagers. Let me handle him. He's got a few women charmed. I want to find them and free them from his Brand of Eros," Kanae explained.

"How do you plan to do that? Brand of Eros is like your Cursemark of Horniness, right? We'll need a crowned Spellbreaker, and those are a rare class," she said.

Right. The only Spellbreakers Kanae knew were Praijya, who was jailed in Savir, and Shatiel, who could be anywhere. It was possible someone in the adventurers hall might know if Talis and his party were around.

"Why don't we ask my master, Elizabeth? A sorceress of her talents might have an answer to destroying brands," Rosaline explained.