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

Nearly 300 Sisters of Sin had gathered at the cathedral. Lilith's black-clad on the right and Zadris' white-clad on the left, all stood patiently as Gretchen Redbaron marched down the open path they had formed for her. The former archbishop stopped in front of the pulpit where Kanae waited. She kneeled down and bowed her head.

"We were enemies at first," Kanae began, "because you hated my race and wanted to overthrow Grand Eye Analise to seize her position. You even threatened my children. I defeated you, made you a thrall, and humiliated you in ways that would have earned a grudge to last several lifetimes. Every time we spoke, I'd see struggle in your eyes. That waned over time. You started caring for the very children you threatened. You put your life on the line for them more times than I could count. You were their mother when Arenade and I weren't there. Even though you acted under my orders, I sensed you opening up to not only them, but also to me."

It wasn't just the Sisters of Sin present. Kanade and Suvee watched from the back of the room, the former on Arenade's shoulders and latter on Edina's. Their chests filling with pride, quietly cheering Gretchen on. 

She continued, "When you were captured by Errenard DeSalle, and he vowed to remove Enthrall from you, a part of me was worried that you would return to the same Archbishop Gretchen Redbaron. Clearly, that part of me was mistaken. After today, no one not even I will doubt you any longer. Lift your head, Gretchen."

Gretchen Redbaron did as asked and locked eyes with Kanae. Once, her gaze was full of spite and disgust. Now, reverence and faithfulness.

Kanae brushed a hand over the Seductress sigil on her wrist. With the character sheet menu up, she selected the legacy skill Sisterhood.

Sisterhood: Permanently transforms another into a minor succubus, granting them basic succubus skills. They will retain their previous class and become a hybrid of their race. They also gain the skill Feed the Queen, allowing minor succubi to share experience and grant their queen a spell or skill from drained prey via sex.

Bringing the same hand over Gretchen popped open another menu.

Sisterhood Conditions
✓	Must be deeply loyal
✓	Must be female or have an affinity to being female
✓	Must have already had sexual encounters with
✓	Must themself desire this transformation

 

Never in a million years did Kanae expect Gretchen of all people to fulfill the four conditions needed to become a succubus, let alone the first and fourth. However, things could change. Gretchen was proof of that. Well… a little bit of physical and mental breaking was involved, but that wasn't the point.

"I offer you a place in the Sisters of Sin, do you accept?" Kanae asked.

"Yes. I accept," Gretchen answered promptly.

Kanae channeled a significant amount of magic into her saliva, and Gretchen opened wide to receive it. Their lips only came within inches apart. The splittle trickled down her tongue and dropped into aspirant's mouth.

Powerful magic seized hold of Gretchen, causing her body to tense up and burn. Burned with pleasure. Her face was flushed red. She groaned as sharp horns sprouted on her head, a tail sprung out from her rear, and a pair of small wings unfurled from her lower back.

"Congratulations, you're a succubus now." Kanae smiled, helping her stand amid the raucous cheers and whistles all around them.

"Thank you." Gretchen braced two hands on Kanae's shoulders. "I will not fail you, your children, and especially the Commonwealth. I may have been a thrall, but living among succubi has shown me more freedom in a year than my entire life in Ortesia. My home is here now. I shall protect it with my life."

"Good." She rested a hand against the newly-transformed succubus' cheek. "We'll be putting your experience as Archbishop of Aidenhall to use. With First Sister Lilith and High Priestess Zadris as witnesses, I hereby establish and grant you the title of Inquisitor of Impiety. Thousands of Ortesians had been left behind in the Commonwealth. I'll need your help rooting them all out."

Gretchen nodded and turned to face her gleeful fellow Sisters of Sin. Kanade and Suvee raced down the aisle to hug her legs. She dropped to her knees to receive their embrace.

"You're just like us now!" Suvee giggled.

Both of them tilted their heads when Gretchen began to shed tears.

"What's wrong? Aren't you happy?" Kanade asked, using her sleeve to wipe Gretchen's eyes.

"Nothing is wrong, and I am happy. I was so afraid I would stop caring for you two. So, I'm relieved. Relieved that my feelings haven't changed." Gretchen hugged them even tighter.

Now that the ritual was over, the Sisters of Sin returned to work. Gretchen was going to get very busy from now on as Inquisitor, but she had a few more loose ends to tie up first. Kanade and Suvee returned to the castle to play with their new baby sister, Feraline.

The war had finally ended. Unfortunately, the scars left behind in the Commonwealth were many. Talahurah especially suffered the devastating loss of their ancient Kh'shanti tree. The sacking of Ehmvier left a lot of citizens without homes. Farmlands across the country had been raised and pillaged by Ortesian forces. It was going to be some time before things returned to normal.

"Gretchen Redbaron is a succubus now, hmm?" Grand Eye Analise entered the cathedral without her usual retinue of Saint Priests.

"Yeah… I kind of forgot about Gretchen still needing to serve out her term in Aidenhall," Kanae said apologetically.

"These have been extenuating circumstances. I think we expedite her release."

"Is that really okay? Wouldn't that piss off a lot of people who were hurt during her rebellion?" she asked.

Analise sat down on the pew next to Kanae and waved a dismissive hand.

"I can't very well imprison Inquisitor Gretchen of the Eminence of Sin. It might be viewed as an act of aggression on my part! Besides, I'm the Grand Eye. Who would oppose my judgment?" Analise smirked.

The Grand Eye's demeanor seemed to have soften lately. One expected ending Radevic's long alliance with the Empire of Ortesia would cause some wrinkles. Nope. Not Analise.

"What was a squireship anyway? I thought Radevic was allies as equals to the empire?" Kanae asked.

"Ha! Ahaha!" Analise erupted into laughter, and it took a minute for her to recover. "Ortesia sees no equal. The closest they have are vassals. Rotandrix is a vassal state. Radevic entered a squireship some time after the succubus genocide. It was supposed to be our 'reward against the forces of sin'. We would eventually become a vassal state under the empire, but Supreme One knows how long that would have taken. We're better off without. Radevic has no need for an ally lays siege to its city on a whim. Let's save politics for another time, yes? Surely there must be more uplifting news to talk about."

"Wheeeew. I'm getting married to Arenade…"

"Why do you not sound so excited?"

"Because Arenade wants to throw the biggest, most extravagant wedding ever. She wants sivia flowers in bulk and Ortesian wine. Ortesian! It's like she already forgot we fought a war with them! The worst part? I, uh… I'm not looking forward to Charron and Arenade meeting." Kanae shuddered at the thought, since their last reunion was chaotic at best.

Analise didn't pick up on the nuance of her words. She couldn't have known they were siblings. To her it sounded like a meeting between the Demon Lord of Artaggon and Queen-regent of the Commonwealth, who had perished in his country to begin with, was just bad in general. It was probably for the best that she didn't know, so Kanae held her tongue.

"Basilica of Saint Rue has been fully repaired. The Ortesians didn't attack it this time around. If it pleases your ostentatious brothed, you may make use of our venue. I would be honored to officiate your marriage. Especially if it means you keep your hands off my William," Analise added hastily.

"I haven't touched him in years now, I swear! And that's… really nice of you. I'd like that, and so would Arenade! Be a real kick in the balls to Ortesia, too!" Kanae exclaimed.

"It's settled." She rose to her feet and smoothed out her clerical robe. "First, we forge a new alliance between Radevic, the Commonwealth, and hopefully with Lord Charron and Queen-Mother Zariah. Then we have your wedding."

They left the cathedral together and stopped at the top of the steps. Ehmvier's citizens were hard at work rebuiding. A wedding between the two queens of the Commonwealth might lift their spirits after the war.

"Tell me, what happened to Petyr Stormcloud?" Analise asked.

"I can't say. Petyr made me swear to keep her whereabouts a secret. If I tell anyone, she'll know it was me and come back to wreck Ehmvier," Kanae explained.

"Of course. Violent as always, that one. I can't even compel it out of you with Zone of Absolute Truth thanks to your Steel Mind either." She sighed through her nose.

The truth was, Petyr didn't go far. For the time being, she was living in Rudura with Vesh and his brothers until Kanae built a castle for her. As much as everyone wanted her to face punishment— Kanae did, too— there was more to gain leaving a dynamite alone than trying to handle one.

"Mamaaaa!" Teana flew up to them in a huff. "Bad news. Grandma just arrived!"

"That's bad? Shouldn't we be celebrating? Moira and your papa get to finally see each other again," Kanae said.

"It's because Grandma missed him so much! Just hurry before it's too late!" she cried.

"Your family needs you, Amethyst. I'll be enjoying my stay for few more days before returning to Radevic. It's quite peaceful up here," the Grand Eye said.

Kanae bowed, then took flight with Teana in the direction of the eastern entrance into the city. Parked on the side of the road between two rows of townhouses was a carriage. Mikki, Revah, and Pan were hovering worriedly over their grandma.

As it turned out, Moira was squeezing the life out of Mitty with a bear hug. Age stopped being an issue. Her newfound strength from seeing her son lifted him off his feet. Meanwhile, Aisha happily watched their reunion from the side.

"My baby boy! Ohh, I was starting to think I'd never see ya again! Feels like I lived through my entire lifespan without seeing ya. By the charred cliffs of the badlands, am I glad ya didn't grow up to look a spit like yer old man Gabrul!" Moira exclaimed.

"Mom… I'm happy to see you again, too… but you're choking me to death…" Mitty squealed, his face turning blue.

"Alright, you two. Separate," Kanae ordered them by placing a charm on her.

"Haha! Sorry. I just couldn't help myself. I'm feeling like a dire bear being surrounded by daughter, my son and his mate, and all my adorable grandkids! I could just die happy right now," she said.

"You can't die yet!" all four granddaughters shouted at the same time.

Kanae released the charm after Moira had recomposed herself.

"Ah, calm your tits. It was a figure of speech! I ain't planning on fertilizing the ground just yet. I gotta see my Moira and that hume pop some offsprings first." Moira shot a look to her daughter.

"Is Aunt Aisha expecting?" Pan gasped.

"I'm working on it! Geez. Humans have dumb traditions, and Will said he wanted to take it 'slow' and 'get to know' me. I don't get it either. There's no better time to get to know someone than in the middle of rutting," Aisha said.

"Your problem is you're trying to romance a paladin…" Kanae reminded her.

"I'm not trying to romance him. I'm trying to fuck him. Thank the gods he's a paladin though. Humans injure so easily. He has to heal himself every time," she groaned.

The half-hob, half-gob family made plans to go hunting together in the wilds. Although Kanae was invited, she had to decline. The stables called to her instead, but not for the usual reason she normally went.

Inside, two Sisters of Sin restrained the defeated Errenard DeSalle. He was on his knees, covered in dirt, and staring into an open stall with a somewhat blank expression. The stall in question was occupied by a dreadmourn. All the neighing and grunting, including the sounds of meat slapping against meat, suggested the beast was in heat.

When Kanae drew closer, she was treated to the sight of Gretchen affixed to a breeding mount. The dreadmourn thrusted madly with a ferocious intent to mate with her. His long, thick cock performed deep strokes that elicited loud and satisfied moans from the new half-succubus. Her ass was red having taken a pounding from the beast's massive balls after every thrust.

"Nngh… Ah, Queen Kanae… I apologies for my unsightliness… I could not resist… showing him my new succubus form… being fucked by my stallion," Gretchen said, her sentence broken up between each punch to the womb.

"Don't be sorry. I love seeing you like this. After Arenade and I have our wedding, maybe we should hold one for you," Kanae suggested.

"I'd like tha— aaaahhhh!" Her eyes rolled back as the dreadmourn plunged deep and let loose a fount of cum.

Hot spunk continued to shoot out onto Gretchen's back when her stallion pulled out. The twitching slab of meat rested on the small of her back, between two fluttering wings. A stray shot landed on DeSalle's pants. He didn't so much as react.

"I almost feel bad for him." Kanae leaned down to inspect the mindbroken high elf.

"Don't," Gretchen said, dismounting from the breeding apparatus and stroking the dreadmourn's snout. "Errenard DeSalle fired the Supreme Royale's cannons on coastal fishing villages that declined Ortesia's rule and plundered the ruins. He walked innocent sailors off the plank simply for speaking up. House DeSalle may be the empire's navy, but they still have pirate's blood in them."

And Artaggon was supposed to be the motherland of demons? Sounded like the demons lived in Ortesia all along.

Kanae grabbed Errenard's head and exerted her control over him. She asked, "What do you know about the Cult of Lust and Depravity, and how does it relate to Ruedegard Ducante?"

"Ruedegard…" DeSalle began monotonously and obediently, "was a high-ranking priest of the Cult of Lust and Depravity, a denomination that worshipped the devil of lust, Satine."

"So, my beloved. Why did Ortesia want to resurrect such a man that goes against their beliefs?" Gretchen questioned him next.

"They didn't. Guillaume Pyrelle did. He convinced the Emperor Eugene and Empress Danielle to invade the Commonwealth under pretense of a holy crusade. In truth, Guillaume conspired with me, so that we could bring the Cult of Lust and Depravity back to its former glory," he explained.

Kanae and Gretchen exchanged worried looks.

"House Pyrelle is the strongest and most respected high elven houses in Ortesia, right?" Kanae asked.

"Yes, and he's first in line to ascend to the imperial throne. So it makes little sense why Guillaume, already poised to become emperor in the next ten years, would do something like this," Gretchen murmured.

The Empire of Ortesia wasn't as holy as the high elves thought themselves to be. To think, the first and second greatest houses were actually members of a devil-worshipping cult.

"Why does Guillaume want the body of Ruedegard? We already expended the ankh. Does he have another way to bring him to life?" Kanae pressed the admiral.

"I don't know," DeSalle answered.

"Wait." Gretchen gasped. "Wouldn't succubi be first in line to worship the devil of lust? Why high elves?"

Kanae searched her memories. "Alicia… When Claudia clashed with Petyr for answers about her sister, she mentioned a high elven family named Sabochal. They were executed for consorting with succubi. Do you think they belonged to the Cult of Lust and Depravity?"

"I've never heard of them before. If the Sabochals were, then it is no surprised their name and house has been wiped from Ortesian history," she said.

"The family of House Sabochal was indeed part of the Cult of Lust and Depravity." The high elven connected the dots for them.

DeSalle had no reason to lie under the effect of Major Charm. He was telling the truth. However, since they were lust devil-worshippers, and meeting with Claudia's sister got them killed, then did that mean Alicia was also a cultist? But how did Alicia perish? Something wasn't adding up.

"Queen Kanae!" Zadris flew into the stable and bowed. "Labelle and Claudia have arrived ahead of Queen-Mother Zariah, Hilde, and Ambrosia. They are demanding that you hand over the high elven captives promised to them during the summit."

"Find the Grand Eye and her Saint Priests. Tell them what you told me. I think we also need to squeeze some answers out of our succubus allies," Kanae said.