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

The swamp ogre trampled over fleeing ent-people in his charge. He stopped in front of one of the circles, seemingly unaffected by the flames, and picked up a large rauncor bone to use as a club. Some of the ents retaliated by calling forth the power of nature, sending snaking vines and roots to attack the monster. However, a single swing bludgeoned away a swathe of them with little effort.

Kanae looked over Arenade's list of abilities as a priest. Healing magic, holy spells, and some passive auras that weren't going to be helpful in this situation. Meanwhile, Arenade was doing the same in her recently-swapped succubus body. Some of the skills she made a disgusted face at.

"Gee. You're sure making me feel good about myself," Kanae groaned.

"How am I supposed to react when I see Blowjob Proficiency and Futanari in here?" Arenade folded her arms.

They had momentarily forgotten the ogre, and he was already on top of them. The two leaped back just in time to avoid being clobbered. Treading through muddy soil made it difficult to stay standing.

Kanae needed a weapon to defend herself, but all she had was Arenade's Great Retort which only reacted to other spells. The ogre's shadow loomed over her. He was about to bring the bone club down on her head until a death knight emerged from a portal to block it. The massive weapon connected with a greatshield.

It was Death Knight Cantu, his body a hodgepodge amalgamation from different monsters sewn together to a single form. Muscular troll arms pushed back against the swamp ogre's might.

"I got this. Leave it to me!" Edina, who was sitting on Cantu's shoulder, flashed a grin.

"Corpsestitch has granted me the strength of two trolls, an ogre, and a dragon! Haha! I am powerful. I am mighty. I am a god!" Cantu breathed fire at the swamp ogre, forcing the monster to stagger back and pat out of the flames.

Good. At this rate—

"Ah. What's going on? I'm fading!" The self-proclaimed god became see-through. His body started fading out of existence. A portal opened up beneath his feet and swallowed him whole, and Edina face-planted on the ground.

"Uh. Oh, shit. I'm out of mana." Edina laughed nervously.

"How?!" Kanae exclaimed.

"I-I dunno! My staff usually stores a lot, but it's empty for some reason," she said, punching each skull as if trying to knock a television remote back to life.

If all Edina needed was mana, then Arenade could resolve that. She had Restore Mana while in Kanae's body.

Wait a minute. Where did Arenade go?

"HELP! HELP MEEEEEE!" Arenade cried as the swamp ogre gave chase to her. "You're not out of mana! Necromancers draw some of their powers from the Realm of Eternal Rest! Faerealm isn't as close to there as our plane, so you're cut off! In other words: use your non-necromantic spells, you dumbass!"

"Arenade, what are you doing? You can fly!" Kanae shouted.

"I only know how to fly with Holy Armament, not with wings! Now help me! This ogre looks like he wants to screw my brains out! Even his dick is erect! Aaahhhhh! I hate this place! I want to go home!" she cried, tears wicking off the corners of her eyes as she ran.

Holy Armament! Right. Kanae could make use of that to fight the swamp ogre. But, how? She tried to focus her magical energy into the spell. She called out several times. Nothing happened like when Gretchen and Arenade cast it.

"I know what you're doing! Trying to cast Holy Armament, right? Just picture something in your mind!" Arenade yelled.

"It's not working!" Kanae frowned.

"What do you mean 'it's not working'? Are you that simple-minded? Your head is so empty that you can't even invoke such a simple spell? I'm about to get impaled here, so THINK OF SOMETHING!" she screamed even more frantically.

This high elf was going to need a stern talking to later… Until then, Kanae squeezed her eyes shut.

A thousand images flitted past. Some clear, others vague. Numerous armors, weapons, and tools took shape but never fully formed. However, Arenade's screaming was a little too distracting. She couldn't think of anything.

"Did you think of anything yet?!" Arenade asked, still running in circles around a tree to escape the swamp ogre.

"No! I can't think while you're yelling. Just use Turn Horny to slow him down!" Kanae suggested.

Arenade skidded to a halt and turned to face the ogre. She offered a haughty smile that Kanae didn't think was possible with her own soft features.

"You will regret pursuing me, monster. Turn Horny!" Arenade casted one of the succubus race's signature spells.

It landed and hit the ogre square in the chest. He doubled over and grunted. They thought it had worked until he straightened his back, and his dick was larger than before and throbbing even more intensely.

"THAT DIDN'T WORK! IT MADE THINGS WORSE!" Arenade screamed and ran again, this time pursued by the invigorated ogre.

"Come… back! You can… stay in my… swamp!" the ogre exclaimed.

"I don't want to!" she wailed.

Oops. Should have suggested Conjured Caltrops instead. Kanae shut her eyes again and put everything out of her mind. One thing did come with the clarity of a polished glass window. Dicks. Kanae had never been more passionate about any other object than the glory of an erect phallus.

It was something so obscene yet able to grant incredible pleasure. They were the source of Kanae's strength and will. Her reason for living. Dicks. A nice big cock.

Just the thought of them got Kanae wet. Unfortunately, now wasn't the time for that. Her eyes snapped open. She held a clear picture in her mind.

"Holy Armament: Giant Dildo!" Kanae boomed.

An enormous, golden languisteed-shaped cock materialized in her hand. The tip flared out like the end of a trumpet. It took both hands to hold steadily, but Kanae felt the hard meatiness and veins that ran along the shaft.

"DID YOU REALLY GO AND CREATE SOMETHING INDECENT WITH MY HOLY SPELL?" Arenade cried.

The swamp ogre finally caught up to Arenade. He caught her with his other hand and licked his lips. Protruding from a curtain of mossy pubic hair, the massive dick twitched as he positioned her right above it.

"I take it back! I don't care how you save me! Just save me!" She changed her tone and pleaded.

Arenade had the wind knocked out of her. The ogre forced her onto his dick like she was a pocket pussy. He didn't so much as buck his hips. Instead, he repeatedly moved her up to the tip and all the way down to the balls. The thick member effortlessly drilled the succubus pussy.

Although Kanae was supposed to save Arenade, she couldn't help but be mesmerized by the sight of them. This was how she looked being fucked. It was a turn on watching herself railed by a large creature such as an ogre.

"Ooooohh! Help… me… This swamp thing is… splitting me… apart… I'm cumming! Supreme One's hairy ass… Kanae, this body of yours… it's too sensitive! I'm cumming!" Arenade howled as pleasure wracked her being.

The swamp ogre shuddered. He climaxed and filled Arenade up so full that ejaculate exploded from her pussy. She went limp. Her eyes were spinning. He was about to go for round two until Kanae fired a bolt of holy magic. It impacted harmlessly on his back, but he did turn around.

"You let go of my body and fuck me when I'm back in it!" Kanae smacked the ogre across the face with her golden dildo.

He let Arenade drop into the mud and stumbled backwards, then fell face first to the ground with a heavy thud. Kanae hovered over him, ready to strike again. Lucky for them, he was knocked completely out cold.

Kanae hoisted Arenade to her feet. She could barely stand, her legs were trembling so much. Fresh swamp ogre cum leaked from her pussy like an open faucet.

"Uu… Sex as a succubus… is so intense…" Arenade mumbled.

"It should've been me. But good on you for hanging in there. Let's get you cleaned up." After Kanae cast Heal and Prestidigitation on Arenade, the two hobbled over to Edina.

Their resident necromancer was sitting on the ground, rocking on her heels. She stared blankly off into the distance while muttering something. Kanae and Arenade exchanged odd looks before leaning down to check on her.

"My undead aren't answering me… I'm a necromancer, aren't I? What kind of necromancer doesn't have undead minions? Am I an ice mage now? Heh… hehe… I'm just a necro-less-mancer…" Edina ended up taking the most damage after all, at least in her own way.

Kanae took one more look at the ogre and noticed a wriggling satchel hanging off his waistband. Perplexed, she went over to untie the top and looked in. A rainbow slime glistened back at her. Talk about luck.

Well, she did ask Quella to find rauncor bones and googarulodongwun. The particulars of the deal likely brought them to where both happened to be near each other. Not that Kanae was complaining. She tied the bag back up so the googarulodongwun wouldn't escape, then followed the others back to the hag.

As soon as Quella came to greet them, Arenade launched into violence.

"Change us back, you bitch! I want my body back!" Arenade strangled the hag with her bare hands.

"I-I can't! Once Trickery has… activated, it cannot be undone… even with dispelling magic. I promise you, this… isn't permanent!" Quella was turning blue.

"We need Quella to make the Fairy Rot cure." Kanae grabbed Arenade by her tail and fingered the pussy-like opening.

"Iiiieeeee!" She collapsed to her knees and panted.

Six ingredients had been laid out on the table next to Quella's cauldron. The only thing they needed now was lunar dew, which Gaea informed them that it could only be acquired from moon priestesses of Rayshar. Rather, their secretions. Why though? Why secretions? What made those priestesses special?

Quella transported them back to Starlight. She apparently needed to head into the city to restock on supplies. They landed in the middle of the slave bazaar. No one batted an eye at them except for a curious fae child, but even then she ran off as they emerged from the tent.

"I'll meet you back here after I make some purchases. The Moon Temple of Rayshar is north of the slave bazaar. It's the circular building with a blue dome rooftop and a crescent moon statue," Quella explained.

Their plan was simple. Get into the temple, have Arenade charm a moon priestess, obtain their secretions that Quella had given each of them, and then leave. There was no possible way they screwed this up. Only, Edina and Arenade were still sulking. It might fall to Kanae, but she wasn't in her element as a high elven priest.

How hard could this be though? Moon priestesses were probably a dime a dozen. They just needed to run into one and make them sweat.

When they arrived at the temple in question, two endaran guards stopped them from entering. Their crescent moon glaives blocked the way.

"What do you mean we can't go in?" Kanae pouted.

"The clergy are performing a sacred rite to commune with the moon. That means the residing moon priestess is also busy. You will have to wait until the rite is complete," one guard answered.

"And how long is that going to take?" she asked.

The other glanced up at the sky where a gigantic full moon illuminated the entirety of Faerealm.

"It's looking like they won't be finished for another five days," he said.

They couldn't afford to nor were willing to wait that long. Kanae intended to cast charm until she realized she wasn't a succubus. She pulled Arenade out of earshot, much to the guards' confusion.

"You're up. Charm them so we can get inside," Kanae whispered.

"I can't do it. I won't! The last time I casted succubus magic, a swamp ogre wanted to impregnate me. I still feel it… inside me… all that ejaculate…" Arenade clutched herself and trembled.

Kanae slapped a hand to her face and sighed. She returned to the guards, who were still unwilling to let them through.

"Would you let me in if I showed you my tits?" Kanae offered.

"Deal," they said.

"What are you doing with my body?!" Arenade grabbed her from behind.

"I'm doing what you're supposed to do! Now, let go!" In trying to push her off, Arenade, whose fingers were keeping the robes closed to prevent Kanae from flashing them, accidentally pulled it all the way down.

Kanae's— or more accurately, Arenade's breasts— spilled forth. Both guards stared with their mouths agape. This pair was certainly a sight to behold.

"Ooh… It's like gazing upon two full moons…"

"Goddess Rayshar, I see the light!"

The guards were willing to let them in, but only if they promised not to interrupt the rites. They entered as a group and were led into the moonlit round chamber. Arenade was pouting, thoroughly embarrassed that her body had been used to gain access to the temple.

"Are you seriously taking this that badly? You have a whole sect within the Eminence of Sin that worships your boobs," Kanae said.

"Huh? This is my first time hearing this!" Arenade exclaimed.

Crap. That didn't need to be let slip. The Eminence of Sin had grown so large as of late that it became a living beast of its own. Religious leaders and Sisters of Sin spawned smaller sects, though still following the same doctrine, just out of sheer zealotry and devotion.

Some of the Sisters of Sin, mostly composed of smaller-breasted women, believed that constantly worshiping Arenade would one day grant them larger breasts. Another group, made up of male disciples under the Eminence, revered Edina so much that they offered to become her undead minions.

Obviously, allowing worshipers to off themselves in hopes of being raised as an undead would be terrible optics. Lilith had been tasked to not change their minds, but strongly suggested that they let life take its course first before pledging eternal servitude in undeath.

Religion was weird. The same was likely true of the Moon Priestesses of Rayshar, too.

"Here we are. We'll not go any further so as to avoid disturbing the ritual," a guard said.

They stood at the outer rim of the circular chamber. At the center, 40 endar clerics with both hands stretched upwards were chanting in unison. Moon light flooded down from an open moonroof in the ceiling, bathing a…

Kanae's eyes snapped wide open. A giant six-armed woman, naked and kneeling within the circle, had all her hands clasped in prayer. Her skin was as silver as the glow of the moon. Long, white hair draped down her voluptuous body. All she wore was a hood and mantle that covered her face and shoulders. Even the blushing guards marveled at her breasts. No wonder they were enamored by Arenade's earlier. It was hard to tell at a glance, but she was as tall as Petyr while on her knees. That meant she was even taller while standing.

"H-Huge…" Kanae found herself muttering.

"Damn. Why are you all so fascinated with big boobs? It looks like three hells carrying those melons around," Edina complained.

"Do not insult the moon priestess, flat one!" the guard scolded.

"That's the moon priestess?!" Kanae, Arenade, and Edina gasped.

"She is," the other said. "It isn't as if this is a secret. To an outsider, this may seem outrageous. They are believed to be children of her moonlit radiance, Goddess Rayshar. Every moon temple is bequeathed a daughter when enough devotion has been offered. A moon priestess goes on to lend her powers to the clergy. Starlight derives its power from her, too."

Kanae wanted to know how much praying to Goddess Rayshar she needed to do to get a moon priestess for herself.

All of a sudden, the circle of clerics dropped their arms.

"Okay, everyone. Take ten! We'll come back to the ritual after break," a head priest announced.

"That's enough sight-seeing for the three of you. Back outside you go," the guard said.

"It's time to be useful, Arenade. At least cast Sleep on them. It's not a succubus spell," Kanae whispered.

As the guards turned to lead them out, Arenade cast Sleep. Kanae and Edina each caught one as they fell unconscious, then pulled them behind a statue inside a recess of the wall. The clergy was none the wiser, seemingly too absorbed with leaving the chamber for their break. 

Fortunately for them, the moon priestess didn't move from her spot. She shifted from a praying position on her knees to a more relaxed one, resting on her side. Once the coast was clear, Kanae and her companions emerged.

"Ugh. Back already? You just went to break!" the moon priestess groaned in a bratty voice, only to look down and find them instead. "Oh, what the… You aren't the priests. Security! Intruders!"

"No, wait! We wanted to ask for your secretions! Would it be alright to collect some?" Kanae asked.

She thought for a second and shouted, "Security! There are perverted intruders here!"

A stampede rushed for the only door in the chamber. Before they could open it, however, Edina summoned a gale of freezing winds to seal it shut with frost. They banged and banged but couldn't get the door open. 

"Haha! Fear me, the greatest ice mage in the wor— Oh, who am I kidding? It doesn't roll off the tongue as nicely… I'll be over there, making sure the door stays shut while you guys do your thing…" Edina sluggishly dragged her feet over to keep an eye on the entrance.

"Please," Kanae began pleadingly. "We need your secretions because it's the last ingredient we need to make a cure for Fairy Rot. We'll do anything!"

"Anything? Interesting. You, there. Succubus. Come over here and pleasure me. The clerics keep me cooped up in here with nothing to do. I'm a grown woman with needs. Sexual needs that require sating," the moon priestess demanded coyly.

"What? Absolutely not. No!" Arenade protested.

Kanae pulled Arenade aside again.

"Look, you lucky bitch. I should've been the one to eat this sexy giant lady out. I'm not happy about this either, so go over there and work that succubus magic! As me, you have Blowjob Proficiency, which should be able to make her climax in an instant!" Kanae explained.

Arenade gulped hard and begrudgingly relented. The moon priestess sat upright again. She propped herself up with one pair of arms and spread her legs open with another pair. An incredibly wet pink slit parted slightly. She waited anxiously, and those enormous breasts rose and fell to each breath.

After seeing Arenade hesitate, Kanae sighed and joined her. They kneeled down to eye-level with the moon priestess' pussy.

"T-Turn Horny," Arenade incanted.

"Mmm!" Goddess Rayshar's daughter shuddered. Her pussy clenched and unclenched, but it was going to need some more stimulation before she secreted anything.

Kanae licked the engorged nub, which was larger than a regular-sized clitoris she was used to. Arenade finally contributed and licked from the other side. Their tongues flicked and massaged the pink button.

The moon priestess was beginning to enjoy it so much, she used her final pair of limbs to cup her own breasts and squeeze her nipples.

"Oh, gods… Mother… I'm nearing climax… yes! Oh, my goodness! Yeessss! Aaahhhhhh!" she howled into the moon, which seemed to increase in luminosity.

Kanae and Arenade didn't pull back in time. The moon priestess fired off an intense geyser of waterworks that sent them flying across the moon. They crashed into a statue, covered in her juices.

"Quick! Collect her secretions!" Kanae shouted.

With the vials Quella had given them, they scooped the moon priestess' secretions before the pool spread too thin. Right then, the door was beginning to give way. Heat emanated from its direction as the clergy used fire magic to melt the ice.

"They're breaking through!" Edina warned just as the door burst open.

"The moonroof!" Kanae pointed to the opening in the roof and granted herself wings with Holy Armament.

"Come visit me again, you sweet little things!" The moon priestess waved as they flew off.

Kanae and Edina had to carry Arenade since she didn't know how to fly. They made their way back to the slave bazaar, where Quella was waiting out front.

"Oh, my! You're all wet. What happened?" Quella asked.

"Nothing. Don't ask…" Arenade muttered and pushed through into the tent.

"Suffice to say, we got the lunar dew." Kanae showed the hag a vial of the moon priestess' squirt.