The Hero Became a Succubus! - Chapter 214 (Patreon)

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Chapter 214

While shopping for groceries in the bazaar, never in Kanae's life did she expect to see succubi and demons roaming about the city alongside the common folks. Forces of both the Queen-Mother and Demon Lord had been permitted to enter Highgreen. Obviously, they were very wary of the other and almost always traveled in large groups… Which posed a problem.

As Kanae handed some gold over to a greengrocer for a bag of fruits, she noticed five succubi having their way with a dark elven couple in a narrow alleyway. One of them saw her and winked. A commotion drew Kanae's attention to a tavern behind her. Three demons and four citizens rolled out onto the streets throwing hands. To make things worse, Highgreen guards turned a blind in an effort to stay impartial.

Many of them probably just wanted to see what the city had to offer. Unfortunately, there were always some looking for trouble.

"Talk about lively, eh?" the greengrocer remarked about the street brawl.

"Have you been having any troubles with the succubi or demons?" Kanae asked.

"Me? Oh, no! Last night, a pretty succubus snuck into my home for a quickie. Best lay of my life! 'Cept I woke up with a pounding headache. Oof! But you know what they say? Worth!" He laughed aloud.

Guess it wasn't all bad for everyone!

On the way out of the bazaar, a pleasant melody tickled Kanae's ears. She followed it to a statue of a generic succubus, raised in reverence to the Eminence of Sin. Sitting against the statue's leg was Labelle, performing a ballad to the large crowd who had gathered to listen.

Labelle, the Mistress of Debauchery, was something of an enigma. She was born to a dark elf father. Learning that she was crowned a Bard didn't make her any easier to deal with. Her fiery personality matched the vigor of the music she played. That power came in the form of vibrations in the air, created by her instruments which also served as focusing elements. Anyone close enough to feel the vibrations or hear the music could fall victim to her at any moment.

At the moment, however, no one seemed to be under any magical sway or crying in agony. Labelle was the type to desire attention over fighting, at least going off their last encounter.

Kanae walked up behind the crowd to listen in—

"Oh, have you heard of the wench named Fannie Loon? To any man she would offer her poon! Then came a gentleman to ask, why such a beauty that was Fannie Loon, debase herself to even scum? What a foolish gentleman, they say, that he should fall in love at first sight. For there was no filth she wouldn't take, and by filth, I mean cum! A surprise he would soon learn that Fannie Loon's poon was full of blight!"

Everyone applauded, but Kanae couldn't help but wince at how gross that ballad was. They had to be charmed… right?

"Thank you, thank you!" Labelle jumped to her feet and bowed. "I'll be back here tomorrow if the alliance doesn't fall through!"

"Play another!"

"We love you, Labelle!"

"Aw, shucks! The last time I performed that ballad, the crowd threw tomatos at me! Tone-deaf fuckers, am I right? I like you folks here in Highgreen, so lemme give ya an extra nice finale!" she exclaimed, plucking a few strings on her lute to test the notes.

Kanae was worried and stayed just in case the Mistress of Debauchery was up to no good. Labelle cast magic to amplify her music to sound like it was coming through stage speakers. The crowds went wild as she performed a rift. It sounded good. A little too loud for Kanae's taste, but there didn't seem to be any funny business.

"Thank you, Highgreen! This is my gift to you— Power Word: Climax!" Labelle belted out.

"Wait, don't—!" Kanae keeled over from an assault of pleasure.

Labelle's words hit the air waves so powerfully, it was like the world had become a vibrator. Kanae felt her nipples and clit rubbed like there were actual hands fondling them. The vibrations traveled up her spine and ramped up the ecstasy.

Everyone else fared worse, dropping to the ground and twitching uncontrollably. They jizzed their pants and squirted the ground. No one was left standing except for Kanae, who was able to withstand the orgasm as a succubus.

"Huh? Kanae, you were in the crowd?" Labelle shielded her eyes from the sun. "How'd ya like my performance? Tell me I rocked your world!"

"You rocked me alright… but everything was fine up until that last part!" Kanae retorted.

"Awww. You didn't like? People usually rave about the climax the most. Maybe I didn't put enough oomf to it?" She wondered aloud while retuning the lute.

Kanae was about to leave when Labelle landed right next to her and snatched an apple out of the bag. She chomped into the fruit's juicy flesh, letting the nectar freely drip down her clothes without a care.

"What's the hurry? Let's have some fun! Show me the nightlife you got around here. Oh! What happened to that high elf pet that was with you? Maybe she's down for a threesome," Labelle suggested.

"Arenade isn't a pet, and she isn't around anymore," Kanae answered flatly.

"No, shit? Bummer." She seemed to catch on by the tone of Kanae's voice and kindly didn't press for more. "Lemme buy you a drink, yeah? Claudia's over at this joint called Fucshia right now. Think she said it was some kinda relief hut, whatever that meant."

The relief huts were probably the places a succubus would find themselves at the most, but…

"Huh? How can you buy me a drink? It's your first time in Highgreen. You shouldn't have money," Kanae said.

"Whaddya mean? The crowd was practically tossing coin at my feet!" Labelle lifted a bag bulging with currency.

They headed over to Fucshia, one of the many relief huts established in Highgreen for the purposes of feeding succubi. Like other relief huts around the Commonwealth, criminals and willful volunteers were put here to serve out their terms.

A male goblin manning the front desk saw them coming in and choked on his spit.

"Q-Queen Kanae, the Mistress of Debauchery! Welcome to Fucshia. What will you have this morning? Or maybe I can be of service, if you know what I mean!" He flashed a wide smile and licked his yellow teeth.

"Ain't interested in low quality cattle like you. Take us to Claudia. We'll have what she's having," Labelle said.

When the goblin searched Kanae for what to do, she nodded for him to lead the way. Fucshia was split into two hallways. Down right were the criminals, and down left were volunteers. The distinction was important because succubi and visitors didn't want to hurt volunteers, and some criminals probably deserved it. The goblin led them down the volunteer section, where all manner of willing nymphomaniacs and certain fetishists were locked n rooms to avail themselves to whoever matched their tastes.

"So, do you guys have this wherever you're from?" Kanae asked.

"Do we? Why need something like brothels when we keep slaves in our own nests? Though I gotta say, you guys keep the cattle a lot more clean and comfortable than we do," Labelle explained nostalgically.

They finally got to the door of a room where the sound of whipping was plenty. A woman's moans erupted in quick, erotic gasps.

"Is that all you got? Harder! It's in the wrists. Flick the wrist! Don't make me switch places with you to show you how it's done!" the voice of Claudia shouted, clearly in the M position at the moment.

Whoever was on the giving end started frantically hitting faster, but not exactly harder. Labelle was already laughing to herself.

"Here we are, ladies! Can I, uh… bring ya anything?" their guide stammered.

"Your finest wine. Get to it, or I'll tear your eardrums out." Labelle snapped her fingers to shoo the goblin away.

Kanae knocked to announce they were coming in, then opened the door to a typical S&M dungeon. Strapped to an X-shaped bed with her limbs at each end was Claudia. Two human dominatrixes in black latex whipped her repeatedly. They were covered in sweat and slowing down from exhaustion. Relief washed over them as Kanae entered.

"Labelly, Kanae! Hiiiiii! You two here to join the fun? I'm sorry to tell you, these girls kinda suck at the whole dom play. I'm barely aching!" Claudia complained aloud despite being covered in bruises.

Claudia, the Mistress of Pain. The valley girl-like succubus seemed to revel in dealing and taking pain, but her appearance exuded dominatrix. She was probably the most demon-looking out of the four sisters, with red skin and spiney, leathery wings. The last time Kanae and Esta had fought her, neither of them were able to dish out any hurt by normal means. Something about Claudia's class made her extremely resilient, which led Kanae to believe she was similar to a Vanguard or Knight.

"I'm not into this kink like you, Claudia. Can you believe this bitch would barge into my room all the time and ask me to smack her around? What kind of sister does that?" Labelle groaned.

"But your music is like one of the few things that can pierce me! Maaaan." Claudia pouted, then gestured for the women to undo her restraints. As soon as she was freed, the Mistress of Pain slapped each of them on the ass and shooed them out of the room.

"You know I'm very busy, right? I don't have time to be chaperoning you two. In case you've forgotten, I have a conference between your mom and Lord Charron to make sure goes well," Kanae said.

The two succubi exchanged glances.

"Well, Demon Queen." Labelle sat down on a chair with a hole in it for a dildo to penetrate through. "How about you humor us, and we'll give you a little something in return?"

"Like foreknowledge about what Mother wants," Claudia added with an impish smile.

"And what could you possibly tell me?" Kanae asked.

Labelle tugged her fancy leather pants down and scooted to the edge of the seat. Her pussy was wet and slick with juices already, and she used her tail to beckon Kanae closer.

Drawn by the temptation of sleeping with two Mistresses, Kanae left the paper grocery bags on the counter and gave in. She kneeled down in front Labelle's plush legs and kissed her clitoris. The Mistress of Debauchery let out a pleasured purr. Fingers ran across Kanae's hair, but it wasn't Labelle's.

Claudia embraced Kanae from behind. Two grasping hands reached around to the front to loop a finger into each Piercing of Impurity.

"Ahhh~ I missed this," Claudia whispered, her hot breath tickling Kanae's neck. "Your scent is so pure. Your skin soft and unblemished. I want to mess you up…"

The Mistress of Pain pulled on the piercings, sending pain and pleasure through Kanae.

"Bad girl. Don't break the Demon Queen." Labelle lifted her leg and planted her foot on Claudia's face.

"Hah… Hahh… this is good, Labelly! I'm not on the ground, but having your foot on my face makes me feel like I am!" Claudia panted heavily.

The sister took her foot off and frowned. "Gods, I hate that nickname. It sounds fine for the others, but it sounds like 'labia' for mmm— aahhh!"

Kanae cast Turn Horny on Labelle while eating her out her pussy. She shuddered intensely, moaning so sweetly that the sound of her voice returned the pleasure to Kanae tenfolds.

"Kanae, you mutt. You're actually going to make me cum." Labelle smiled.

"It's my pleasure. But I hope you're not expecting to enjoy this for free. What's the information you promised?" Kanae asked.

"Okay, okay. Just keep that tongue spinning," she implored. "You know how much we sisters love each other, right? It's the same for Mother, too."

"You mean the Queen-Mother's sisters, the ones who died hundreds of years ago?"

Labelle was quivering too much to answer, so Claudia continued in her place.

"Yep. Mother and her sisters ruled a large section of Artaggon and No Man's Land jointly. Dividedly evenly amongst themselves, obviously. They held orgies with each other regularly. Well, that war took them away from her. I empathize with that pain. I'm sure you do, after losing your precious lover. You know, that burning urge to make whoever did it to them pay," Claudia explained, and Kanae was beginning to understand where this was leading.

The one responsible for the succubus race's genocide and near extinction.

"Marwin Fransk," Kanae said.

"Mm… That's right," Labelle chimed back in and cupped Kanae's cheeks. "Mother doesn't care if the old cattle is on death's door. Whatever time he has left, she wants him to suffer. Can you do it? Betray someone from that country of cattles, Radevic?"

"I seriously think you misunderstand what kind of person Marwin is. Tell me honestly what your perceptions of him are," she suggested to them.

"A monster, butcher, an evil to our people!" Claudia exclaimed.

Labelle nodded in agreement.

Kanae knew it. That 'monster' was long gone. None of them had any idea how obsessively in love with succubi Marwin was now. If anything, he would welcome his final moments to be by the hands of a succubus. However… What Marwin wanted was one thing, and whether or not Aidenhall would retaliate was another.

"What are ya spacing out for? We're not done yet!" Labelle yanked Kanae up until they were face to face, then planted a tongue-lashing kiss on her. "Mmm! I need more groupies that taste half as good as you."

"No fair, Labelly! I want to taste Kanae, too!" Claudia cried, only for the Mistress of Debauchery to grab a handful of her sister's hair and pull her in for a three-way.

Held in the arms of two Mistresses, Kanae melted to their more experienced touch. They had been succubus for much longer, and she had the faint, lingering sex drive of a teenage boy in the back of her mind.

The three of them stumbled into the bed, tails entangled like loose twine. Claudia and Labelle fought for Kanae's attention, taking turns driving their tongues down her throat and fingering her gushing pussy. It was a tug of war in draining energy from the other with no victory in sight.

"What are you doing, idiot? Get off! Aren't we supposed to be the ones doing the double-teaming?" Labelle found herself pinned underneath Claudia, who refused to budge.

"I know you can be greedy, but while we're under Kanae's hospitality, I think she should be picking and choosing who to fuck. Come on, Kanae. Show us that giant cock you almost slayed me with," Claudia pleaded.

"You mean this?" Kanae glad switched on Futanari, revealing her massive club of a dick empowered by the Cock Ring of Hardening.

"What the fuck!" The Mistress of Debauchery's eyes went wide with terror. "It's bigger than Hilde's!"

Kanae plunged her rod into Claudia's eager pussy and her tail into Labelle's. They began to moan like animals. Only when the two were making out did their cries take pause. These were two powerful daughters of Queen-Mother Zariah, and Kanae couldn't believe how much she was making them squeal.

Titanic Blow. Titanic Blow. Titanic Blow!

Each thrust strengthened with enough force to break bone only made Claudia more excited.

"I don't care how you do it, Kanae! Break me! Tear my pussy apart with your amazing cock! It hurts me like burning wax— aahhhh!" Claudia howled like a bitch in heat.

"Ahah!" Labelle cackled buried her nails into Claudia's cheeks. "Mmm! Look at how stupid your face looks… Claudia… And, Kanae… don't think— ahh… for one moment, that your tail is making me feel good. Am… Ambrosia is better! Oh, fuck… I take it back! I'm going to cum… Make me sing! I'll have to make a ballad for this fuck!"

Although their faces contorted with pleasure, she could tell they easily resisted succumbing.

Having a stronger dick didn't abate the sensation of being inside Claudia. Her pussy clenched tighter. Her folds massaged the length of the shaft. Kanae was losing— and didn't mind— to how incredible the pleasure was. Everytime Labelle moaned, the vibrations were strong enough to massage Kanae's sensitive parts. Even the nipple piercings throbbed, bringing her close to climax. Sex with them was unlike anything she had experienced before. Sex… with true succubi, not half-succubi created through magic.

This addictive feeling…

Kanae shook her head, fighting to stay sane.

"Cum with me, Labelle! I want to look into your eyes as I climax!" Claudia pushed her slimy tongue into Labelle's mouth.

"Claudia, I'm…!" Kanae shoved in as deep as possible and shot her hot load into the Mistress of Pain.

As the cum surged from her dick, another feeling did, too. Mana. Stamina. Health. Exhaustion chewed on Kanae's brain in a way she had never felt until now. She collapsed into the bed, gasping for air.

"Pooh. That's it?" Claudia snuggled up to Kanae from the right, dragging a sharp nail down her side to tease her with pain.

"Well, Kanae was is only slightly stronger than Hilde, and Hilde is leagues weaker than us. But you made us climax. Cattle can't do that for us anymore. Only each other." Labelle picked up her lute from the ground and started strumming a gentle tune.

"Holy crap… I've never been this tired after sex before… " Kanae got up slowly to look for her clothes.

"Leaving already? What about the remaining nine rounds?" the bard asked.

"I told you, I'm a busy queen. If you want more, then we better hope the alliance goes through. Oh, and I got one more question. What's Ambrosia hoping to get out of this meeting?" she asked while slipping the Matron's Regalia back on.

Claudia and Labelle whispered amongst each other as if debating whether or not to share about their sister.

Labellle stopped strumming. "Ambrosia's kind of a sucker for all kinds of love. What abandonment issues does to a kid, right? I think she genuinely wants Mom and Pop to get along again, but the rest of us could care less. But she's our big sister. If she wants Lord Charron's attention, we'll bust down all of Artaggon just to make him notice her."

"Why does she care so much compared to you three?" Kanae pressed them.

"Beats me… I guess unlike Amby, the rest of us know our dads." Claudia shrugged.

"You do?" Kanae asked doubtfully.

"Yeah! They're shackled in Mother's personal love-dungeon as breeding fodder," she explained as a matter of factly.

For a brief moment, Kanae imagined Noah and Mitty trapped in a dungeon with the specific purpose of getting her pregnant. It sounded really enticing to her succubus soul, but also really unethical.

"Hey, send us some of those halfies or whatever those fake succubus that follow you. We're still hungry over here," Labelle said.

"Oh, oh! Preferablly a few who can take some pain. I'm feeling a little sadistic going into the evening!" Claudia smirked.

"I'll see who I can find, just promise me you won't break my precious Sisters of Sin." Kanae grabbed her groceries and left Fucshia.

On the way to Hunter's Ward, she came across ten Sisters of Sin on a missionary to spread the Eminence. Kanae explained very carefully that two Mistresses were hankering for some fucking, and they gladly abandoned their task to get their rocks off.

Kanae made it to the Ring of Ancestors situated in front of the adventurers hall courtyard, where Margrave Grell and Esta were directing people what to do, where to go, and why for tomorrow's fated meeting. The Ring of Ancestors was a sacred place to dark elven history. Contrary to its name, the platform was a wide square made of a material called whitestone. Although the whitestone had long since turned gray.

Tall columns wrapped with vines and flowers went around the Ring, encircling a round table also made of whitestone that seated up to twenty people. There was no roof. The sun shined brightly onto the stone, further weathering its color. According to Grell, this ancient place was where Marwin Fransk hada come to meet with Demon Lord Charron over an alliance in the succubus wars.

"Queen Kanae, the meeting for tomorrow is ready. I've sent messengers to inform Lord Charron and Queen-Mother Zariah. I can only hope it goes well," Grell said, his gravely voice filled with self-doubt.

"What about our safeguards?" Kanae asked.

"All in place, Master." Esta nodded, then subtly gestured with her eyes to the top of the columns.

Only if someone was paying very close attention could they notice the crevices in the stonework. Pouches of mana-burning spores had been stuffed into them, then covered over with a type of light cement plaster for camoflage. If the meeting went south— and Kanae very much hope it didn't— they would make for a great way to subdue the Queen-Mother and her daughters, including Lord Charron and his lieutenants.

"Alright." Kanae emptied the paper bag of fruits into a bowl on the table. "Time to make history."