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The Hero Became a Succubus! - Chapter 135
🕑 Added 2022-12-31 01:59:59 +0000 UTCAlt link: https://docs.google.com/document/d/16x6GUMHW8KYqEpxyv2RvI72eZ7AGlOtMYp73z3G3ujs/edit?usp=share_link
Chapter 135
"Whew." Kanae wiped the sweat from her brows after pumping her last load into Edina.
Ass in the air and face to the ground, the possessed squirreling continued to twitch and convulse from being thoroughly fucked. Kanae propped her Edina in the seated position against a house just as Arenade emerged from another, clapping sparks of divine energies from her hands and dragging her feet.
"These wraiths cling onto the body like their lives depend on it, I'll tell you what. Exorcising Estaline took everything out of me." Arenade sighed and looked like she could sleep for a week.
"If those bags under your eyes get any bigger, they might give your boobs a run for their money." Kanae flashed a teasing grin.
"H-Hey, what a thing to say to your most valuable party member! Hit me with Restore Mana already!" she fired back.
Kanae transferred mana from her pool directly into Arenade's like a glorified mana potion. She felt it returning in real time thanks to having multiple thralls back home. A few more and running out of mana might become a thing of the past for her.
"Ahhh! That hits the spot!" Arenade stretched her limbs until her joints popped.
They moved onto exorcising Edina next but were left with two unconscious members in their party. Waiting invited trouble, so they put Esta and Edina onto a pulling wagon to continue their trek to the ziggurat.
It quickly became apparent that the deserted city wasn't so deserted. Ghosts peered out from the building and many wandered the streets, going about their business like nothing was out of the ordinary. They reached what appeared to have been a marketplace, judging by the merchant stalls and crates around.
"Why are there so many spirits here? Are they all really bound to this city like the necro lord said?" Kanae asked.
"Beats me. A thousand years is a long time. Whatever they did must have really pissed my brother off. I don't want to be the one to conduct all their paperwork when their time's up. Let's exorcise them now, so the other demigods can deal with it," Arenade insisted.
"You're setting yourself up to be picked on when you go back to being a demigoddess…" Kanae muttered.
"A succubus! It feels like it's been ages since I've seen one!"
"Succubus? Where?"
"Over here! There's a succubus!"
In a matter of seconds, Kanae and Arenade were swarmed with apparitions like before. However, they seemed particularly more interested in a succubus than a priest who could make them pass on.
Spectral hands began to grope Kanae's body, and she couldn't stop them because they were intangible.
"Hey, hands off the succubus!" Arenade exclaimed while charging up her Halo for another Sacred Exorcism.
"Mm… Wait, Arenade… I think they're friendly…" Kanae squirmed from their cool, molesting touches.
"You stupid whore! We're in necro lord territory, and you're getting off on being groped by centuries-old ghosts? What if they possess us, too?" she yelled in panic.
"Maybe we can find out— aaahh!"
Kanae's knees buckled as two ethereal hands kneaded her breasts. She swatted at them, but her own hand passed right through. Yet they were able to touch her. Unlike physically real hands, these somehow directly stimulated her nerves and senses. A ghostly humanoid form manifested in front of her and brandished a phallic protrusion between its legs. More and more appeared, seemingly attracted to her presence.
"Is… Is it just me or are these ghosts trying to rape me?" Kanae asked.
"What does it look like? Damn it! I can't… let go— woah!" Arenade was being restrained by ghosts, too.
They were both thrown to the ground next to each other. Graspy hands ripped their clothes off. A ghost grabbed Kanae by her legs and forced them open. His spectral dick gradually became more defined until it looked real.
"I think they want to have sex with us!" No longer afraid, Kanae allowed them to do as they pleased.
"You're just figuring that out now?" Arenade cried. "Do something about this before we're— mmrph?!"
An eager ghost shoved its dick down Arenade's throat. At the same time, Kanae felt one sliding into her pussy.
"Ahhh… After so long, I can finally have sex with a succubus!"
"Quit hogging her. Let me in!"
A second dick plunged into Kanae, granting her pleasure she didn't think possible. Only ghosts could have done it by overlapping each other. They pistoned into her with irregular rhythm, but she was enjoying it all the same. Soon, a dozen ghosts were fucking her at the same time. Disjointed dicks crammed their way into every hole she had.
"Sacred… Exorcism!"
A powerful beam of divine light erased a swathe of spirits.
"Oooh! Thank yooouuuu!" A cacophonous round of gratitude rang out as they passed on in the middle of climaxing.
Warm ejaculate, or maybe ectoplasm, gushed all over Kanae before the ghosts departed in a column of souls.
"You okay? Are you possessed? Say something!" Arenade came into sight and lifted Kanae up by her head.
"Can we… keep a few ghosts around?" Kanae asked, still dazed and delirious from climaxing repeatedly.
"Yeah, you're okay." She groaned and dropped Kanae on the head.
Most of the ghosts have distanced themselves now. They probably weren't too keen on passing on. Or maybe just afraid.
"Saw a flash of light over here!" a gargoyle exclaimed from a distance.
The beating stone wings of many gargoyles drew closer.
"Over here! Quickly!" An older, frail-looking ghost beckoned to Kanae and Arenade from a dilapidated home.
"Ugh… After what they just did to us, I kind of don't want to…" Arenade grimaced.
"We don't have a choice while Esta and Edina are still unconscious!" Kanae wheeled them in, and the elderly ghost quietly shut the door.
The gargoyles flew into the marketplace to search for them. Kanae thought the ghosts outside would out them right away, but they didn't so much as point or say a thing. Frustrated, the gargoyles continued on.
"Thanks," Kanae said to the ghost, who took the form of an old demon man with a cane.
"So, it's true. You really are a succubus!" His voice quivered with reverence.
"What's up with you ghosts and succubus? We were getting molested out there! If you know what's good for you, then you better keep your spectral gropey hands to yourself." Arenade lifted a threatening finger in his face.
"I-I can explain! My name is Tammerin. I used to be a baker. I, like everyone else here, lived in the Necro Lord's Tomb #5 like any other city. We were alive around the time of the Great Succubus Purging," Tammerin said.
Kanae gulped. "Great… Succubus Purging?"
"That's right." He nodded lamentingly. "Back then, Demon Lord Charron and the other races negotiated a ceasefire to work together in eliminating as many succubi as possible. Many of the citizens here… sympathized with the succubi's plight, so we sheltered some survivors here. Eventually, Necro Lord Cantu found out. Lord Charron gifted him the Scythe of Soul Reaping to carry out our punishment— anchoring our souls to this tomb for a thousand years."
"Why did you all risk your lives to protect succubi?" Arenade asked.
"Because we got to have as much sex with them as we wanted in return! How could we say no?"
Kanae and Arenade shot Tammerin a judging glare.
"To think, I almost felt sorry for you lot!" Arenade threw her hands up in exasperation.
"Can you help us? We want to get into the ziggurat to get the scythe. We might even be able to help everyone in this tomb pass on," Kanae said.
"I've helped succubi in life, and I shall help them in death as my final act in this world! Follow me." Tammerin checked outside first and gestured for them to follow when it was clear. He led them to a well behind his home. Pulling the rotting plank cover away revealed a dark abyss down below.
They were suddenly getting cold feet. Fortunately, their formerly possessed companions were finally coming to.
"Three hells… why is my ass aching?" Edina asked as she rubbed her behind.
"What happened while we were out cold?" Esta turned to Kanae for answers.
"This nice ghost is about to show us a way in," Kanae said, directing their attention to Tammerin.
"At the very bottom, you will find a tunnel that leads directly to a cistern underneath Necro Lord Cantu's ziggurat. His palace is rife with dangers," Tammerin said.
"Say, whatever happened to the succubi you were hiding?" Arenade asked.
"As you can see… we failed. The succubi were discovered. Many were slain, and others managed to escape with their lives but… I'm not sure where they could possibly be now," he answered somberly.
The party descended into the well with Tammerin wishing them good luck from above. As soon as he replaced the plank, Arenade illuminated the surroundings with her Halo. Kanae landed on her feet, splashing the shallow layer of water. It only went as high as her heels.
Arenade led the way until they got to an excavated opening in the side of the massive cistern. Many tall statues stood tall with their hands up to the ceiling, serving as the foundation for the entire ziggurat.
"Incredible. The infrastructure here shows little signs of erosion after so long," Esta said as they waded through the murky waters.
"Probably because it hasn't been in use for all this time. Come on. My scythe awaits!" Edina hopped down and walked ahead.
Kanae hurried to catch up with her. "I don't mean to be the bearer of bad news, but are you sure you want that weapon? It's the very thing that trapped all these people's souls down here."
"There's probably loads of other powerful necromantic equipment to find in Rifts. We don't have to get this one," Arenade added.
"Arenade's got the Halo of Holy Radiance, and Kanae's rocking a whole set. What about me? I'm still wearing the enchanted hand-me-downs I bought from Lograin five years ago. The staff has my name on it, and it's going to be mine before the end of the day. Unless the day already passed? Can't tell in this damn place," Edina muttered.
"Your desire to become stronger is admirable," the drakeling knight began. "However, the armor and weapon doesn't make the knight. True strength lies in who you serve and how, according to your own code of honor. For example, my strength comes from Master. If I must become a chair to serve as her seat or table upon which she eats dinner, then so be it."
Edina rolled her eyes. "Okaaaaayy… you can keep your servitude fetish to yourself, thanks."
They finally got to the other end of the dark cistern. A spiral stairwell led them directly into the ziggurat. The corridors were fashioned like that of a castle. When Arenade fired sparks of light into the torches to set them aflame, a gargoyle was waiting for them in the middle of the hall.
"I don't know how you got in here, but this is as far as you go! Arise, my minions!" The gargoyle, through Necro Lord Cantu's voice, summoned a horde of axe-wielding undeads that shambled towards them.
"Ha! So, Necro Lord Cantu's a necromancer? Allow me to show you the power of a real necromancer! Death knights, come to me!" Edina bellowed.
Two giant and armored undeads rose from swirling black portals. The smaller ones came to a screeching stop. Those with a lower jaw unhinged and dropped to the ground.
"Holy fucking shit. You have death knights? Why? That's not fair!" Cantu pouted.
"Get him!" Kanae shouted.
The gargoyle took off flying again while Edina's death knights plowed through his undead horde. They chased after him through winding corridors.
"Come back here, coward! Give up the Scythe of Soul Reaping!" Edina demanded.
"No! Come back here after… How many years was it again? 734 years when this tomb's punishment has ended!" he fired back.
They cornered him at a dead end. The gargoyle looked left and right, saw no escape, and spun around to face them.
"Nowhere left to run, Cantu! Just tell us where the scythe is." Kanae drew her whip in case he resisted.
"You do know this isn't my real body, right? More importantly… Those horns, wings, and tail. You're really a succubus? I thought the survivors went into hiding deep underground, but you're up and prancing around on the surface," Cantu said.
"Wait, are there really other succubi alive that are still around?" she asked.
If there were any alive, then they would make for powerful allies. Especially since Charron tried to get rid of them once, they likely didn't have any love for their former lord.
"Well, not for long thanks to our secret weapons." Cantu cackled.
A trapdoor gave way beneath them. The death knights plunged into the darkness. Kanae, Arenade, and Edina fell almost ten feet before they caught themselves and Esta from plummeting.
"Ha! Not falling for the floor traps anymore!" Arenade guffawed.
Portals opened above their heads, raining skeletal undeads down on the party.
"Oh, you have got to be kidding me!" she cried.
The bludgeoning shower of undead sent them crashing into the depths.
Kanae awoke with a throbbing headache, surrounded by broken pieces of bones. She pulled out a femur stuck between her breasts and chucked it. The bone struck something metallic. They were. Metal bars. She had fallen into a prison alone, and the others were missing.
"Why do necro lord tombs always have to have floor traps?" Kanae groaned.
She grabbed the metal bars and pushed. They were tough. Attacking it with Titanic Blow probably wasn't going to do it. There were other cells in this long, torch-lit dungeon, but it didn't seem like anyone else was dumped in here.
"Hey! Arenade, Edina, Esta! Can you guys hear me?" Kanae called out.
No one but her own voice answered. Something shuffled behind her, and she snapped around with the whip ready.
"Aren't you a pretty girl?"
"I almost didn't believe Cantu when he said there was a succubus."
Kanae's eyes quickly adjusted to the darkness and made out two tall, elven men in the cell with her. They were bare-chested, one had short blonde hair and the other had shoulder-length brown. Something about them made her heart throb, and it wasn't until they stepped into the light.
The two were demonic in appearance. Their horns and tails were the biggest giveaway. However, they also had small fluttering wings on their heads. What struck out to Kanae the most was how hot they were. It made her knees weak with desire.
"H-Hello?" Kanae stammered.
The blonde approached Kanae fearlessly first, lifting her by the chin and gazing deeply into her eyes.
"How nice of you to wander into our feeding den," he whispered seductively, sending shivers down her spine.
Without Kanae noticing, the other had gotten behind her. He stroked her arms and waist with a warm touch.
"Do you know what we are? We're incubi. Sex demons like us belong together, wrapped together in an endless cycle of pleasure and depravity. What do you say?" he asked.
Incubi? As in the male counterpart to succubi?
"Ehehe… Do I get to be pampered?" Kanae melted from their sweet voices and the heat of their bodies sandwiching her. They began kissing her neck and lightly caressing her skin.
Wait a minute… didn't Cantu mention something about secret weapons? Did he mean these incubi? No good. Kanae needed to resist their charms before it was too late. She searched her memories for a skill, but the pleasure continued to build as they rubbed their erections against her thighs. The blonde kissed her deeply to keep her from saving anything.
Only one thing came to mind— Kanae switched on Sadism.
Both of the incubus tensed up.
"The two of you have been naughty, naughty boys. Do you know what mommy has to do to punish naughty boys?" Kanae asked as she pulled the whip, Lust, taut between her hands.
For whatever reason, the two incubi began to regress. They shrunk in height and age in appearance. Their bodies were no longer hunky, but small and petite. Two boys stared at Kanae with fear and apprehension in their tearful, puppy dog eyes.
The sight of them like this made Kanae very hungry.
"Well, well. What do we have here now? Two scared little incubi in need of a lesson. If you're good, I'll even reward you tenderly. Now, what do you say?" Kanae asked as she started undressing.
They gulped hard. "Y-Yes… mommy."
