Succubus' Blessing on This Wonderful Body

Kazuma held his head low as he and his adventurer companions returned from another failed quest. It had been rough goings as of late. This was of no surprise to Kazuma, as fortune only seemed to occasionally shine on them. It was hard making things work when your only companions are Aqua, the carefree useless goddess-turned-arch priest who causes far more problems than she helps remedy, Megumin, the self-controless explosion-obsessed Arc Wizard, and Darkness, the masochistic crusader with an erotic deathwish. Kazuma was the glue that held the group together in a sense, sometimes finding a way to haphazardly coordinate the rag-tag group of doofuses.

They managed up to this point, barely, and were heading back to their mansion—likely their greatest reaping as far as rewards. They walked single file into their quarters, Aqua covered in a mucus like material from the beast they just fought and failed to bring in alive, Darkness covered in the same but relishing the moment—huffing and puffing like a horny mutt in heat—and Kazuma carrying Megumin—who just passed out after using explosion magic on the creature—on his back. All gave a lengthy sigh of disappointment before Kazuma dropped Megumin on her butt.

“Ahn, K-Kazuma! That’s no way to treat a crimson demon. Ow…” Megumin said with a grumpy childish tone.

Kazuma turned and gave the blankest of stares. “I’m not in the mood for your juvenile antics.”

Aqua grabbed hold of his arm and began to fervently shake him out of his stupor while crying like an abused kid, “Kazumaaa. What do we do now!? We have no money. Which means no food! What would my followers think if they saw their revered goddess begging on the streets!?”

Kazuma, back to his snarky and irritable self, pried himself free of her grip and stood her down, yelling back, “We are in this mess because of you, useless goddess! You’re nothing but live bait!”

As the two bickering companions went back and forth, Darkness blushed as she witnessed Kazuma’s dismantling of Aqua’s emotional walls. Kazuma is so brutal, she thought. Striking down a maiden with such vengeful candor.

Kazuma stopped for a moment to notice Darkness drooling and fidgeting over the scene.

“Where exactly is your shame threshold?” he mumbled with disapproval written across his face, which slowly turned lecherous as he began to stare at Darkness’s chest like a perv.

“K-Kazuma… that lascivious look of yours, you mustn’t!” Darkness protested as she jerked backwards, reeling from an erotic jolt to her salacious mind.

He walked with determination towards the door, intent on escaping this awkward situation, before Darkness stopped him to ask where he was going.

“I’m heading out for the night. Putting what money I do have left to good use.” 

“You’re going to that Succubus shop again aren’t you?” Megumin surmised with monotone accuracy.
“Sh-shut up!”

Aqua sprung up and asked, “Do they have food there?”

“You’re not invited!” Kazuma barked back, shocked that she’d even think of coming along. She really was desperate.

“Kazumaaa!!”

“Look I’m not letting any of you ruin my sanctuary. Heh heh.” After a lengthy pause he muttered, “Bye.”

And with that he sprinted off, leaving his befuddled and bawling friends to fend off their disappointment on their own.

***

Kazuma arrived at Axel Town and head straight for the back street that would take him to his destination, tucked away from the main shopping square. He needed to blow off some steam.
As he made his way he thought back on how long it had been since he was first thrust into this fantasy realm by that useless goddess Aqua over a year ago. After dying in a lets-not-mention-it scenario, he was given the choice of a new life in this world and made use of a loophole: Bring any one thing along with you. The thing he brought was Aqua. And so began his new life in this world.
He eventually met Megumin and Darkness and they became a gang of adventurers. As far as he could see he was trapped in this world now and tried to make the best of it. Despite the annoyances that came with his bumbling group of rejects, they did make an admittedly alright team. They were his friends and he cared for them, that much was certain.

Today was such a failure though that he couldn’t help but storm out to his favorite personal sanctum. A day like today called for the Succubus shop. He had a spare ticket and now was as good a time as any to use it.

Kazuma stared gleefully at the sign before entering. It was a magical place, gorgeous succubi of all shapes and sizes, breasts large and small, hips tiny and broad. They provided a service for the weary adventurers of Axel Town. They could siphon off energy they needed to feed on in exchange for healthy erotic dreams that they gave to the customers at night.

His first attempt ended in failure with him and Darkness in the bath of their mansion in a misunderstanding. Kazuma blushed a tad while thinking back on the awkward moment. Darkness was quite the beautiful woman, so of course he was disappointed that her two unwieldy assets never met his bare back. Then again, she was a crazy crusader who craved abuse. He quickly pushed the thought from mind and entered the nest of hedonism.

Upon entering he was met with the welcome sight of several sultry succubi sprawled about a dim-lit gentlemen’s lounge. A purple steamy haze seemed to almost hang in the air. Some of the smoking-hot demon babes were serving drinks; others chatting it up with the customers and taking their orders.

He was immediately greeted by his personal favorite succubus cashier Camilla. The best of the bunch arrives, he thought as the swaying hips and chest of Camilla hypnotized him as she approached. She was taller than Kazuma—a plus—and had massive tits that swung about freely like coconuts on a tree caught in a gust—another plus. He was so ensnared by their power he didn’t even catch onto the strife in Camilla’s voice or what she was saying to him.

She rushed to Kazuma in a moment of need and as she pleaded for his help, he unknowingly nodded away and blindly agreed to what she asked of him, far too enthralled by the sight of her delicacies. Camilla would typically run her hands all about her body to entice the customer. Today she did so in a manner of nervousness, knowing that this body which she cherished was running out of time.

“Oh Kazuma, it’s terrible! I’m glad you are here though.” Camilla whimpered a tad.

Many of the succubus workers stopped what they were doing to look on the situation. All of them seemed worried, unnoticed by Kazuma.

“I’m in quite the predicament and there has been no lady, nor gentleman that has offered to help me. After all I do for them and they turn their backs on me.”

As Camilla pouted, Kazuma gave brief, clearly distracted responses.

“Eh, that’s terrible.” He said as his eyes followed the sway of her breasts.

“I know. But you Kazuma… I just know you’ll help.”

“Eheh.”

“Such a heroic man, who has saved this town countless times. Why, he wouldn’t think of leaving a lady in distress.”

Camilla was clearly trying to take advantage of Kazuma’s stupor as a mild grin crossed her face. She had him right where she wanted him, she just needed consent.

“I’ve grown very sick Kazuma and I risk fading away completely if something isn’t done.”

“Oh my.”

“Simply siphoning energy from erotic dreams won’t do, I need far more. Oh, but I can’t suck a man dry either. What to do?”

“Please do.” Kazuma muttered with quick candor.

“Hm, K-Kazuma. Does that mean… you wish to help me!?”

The receptionist pressed her giant breasts against his face, throwing him further out of his wits.
They’re in my face! They’re actually in my face! He brazenly thought. I just might have to have you in my dreams tonight Camilla.

“If that is the case I will just need to borrow a heavy amount of your energy. Is that alright?”

“Eheheheheh.”

“Oh you are a huge help. Just… keep your mouth open a second will ya?”

Camilla pressed her lips against Kazuma in the most tender of ways.

He couldn’t believe it! He was being so openly come onto by this succubus, whom he had the hots for, and he didn’t have to make a single move! His luck in this stupid world was finally turning around.

Right as he felt high as a kite something raced through his mouth open wide. He snapped back to reality and with panicked eyes looked down at what appeared to be the Camilla’s head deflating and forcing itself into his mouth! But that couldn’t be possible, right!?

The bizarre reality of the situation didn’t fully hit him until he saw her entire body shriveling into a sort of misshapen mess that was slithering itself into his maw. It wasn’t painful, but did feel very odd, like a heaviness was coming over his body. It was like her bodyweight was being added to his.

Kazuma’s eyes darted back and forth to the other succubi in the room whom all began to giggle and look on in awe. Some customers, frightened by the situation, ran out of the shop.

“It was so nice of Kazuma to offer to help Ms. Camilla in such a way.” one said.

Arching back and shaking violently, he felt the last bit of Camilla force itself down his throat. Once he was able to, he gasped for air like a beached fish. It took him a little bit before he could muster up the strength to speak.

“Wh-what was that! Where, where, where did Camilla go!?” he freaked out.

“Why, she is inside you silly.” A succubus replied.

“Yeah, you agreed to let her feed off your sexual energy for a little while so she could regain her strength.” Another added. “She can only do that without killing you from within. Don’t worry though, it comes with some perks.”

“That’s insane. I want her out right now!” Kazuma demanded. “I am a regular customer, a good paying customer! It’s your job to service me, not hijack my body!”

He was going to blow steam, before quickly calming down as he noticed a few of the succubi backing off in fear from his outburst.

“Look, whatever I agreed to I—huh? Where are my clothes!?”

A flurry of giggles filled the club once more as Kazuma discovered, after a gentle draft hit his balls, that he was naked.

“When did this happen!?” He immediately covered up his privates with his hands and sniffled a bit. “This is abuse you hear!”

A succubus with a more commanding presence walked up to Kazuma and pushed him into a nearby room away from the rest of the customers. A few other succubi followed them in.

The shoving succubus said with a grin, “Stop overacting. What is done is done. Why don’t you just enjoy yourself?”

“Enjoy mys—uh… uhn…”

Kazuma’s whole body suddenly felt heavy and warm, like hot honey was rushing through his veins—thick and slow. He stumbled on his feet a bit as a strange euphoric pain began to rise inside him. He couldn’t explain why he was starting to feel good, considering what had just happened and the throbbing pain coursing through him. His body was welcoming it—evident by his dick poking against his cupped hands.

The pain then overpowered the pleasure as a large snap in Kazuma’s spine sent his hands flying into the air and his body stumbling forward. It felt as if his posture had just been thrown out of whack and that his butt was sticking out more.

As he shivered and looked around nervously at the amused smiles surrounding him more changes ignited within his body. He felt his ass inflate in multiple bursts, jiggling erratically each time it enlarged. He screamed out as his hips snapped further out left and then right. His thighs then rippled like jelly as they thickened to match his now wider hips.

“Wh-what’s going on!? It hurts!”

“Ah, poor dear.” One of the Succubus said before approaching Kazuma and planting a deep kiss upon his lips. She continued to hold it as the changes continued.

A painful break in the bones in his legs and arms had him feeling weak in the knees. The caring succubus helped keep him balanced though, still kissing him lovingly. Her tongue was quite adventurous.

The Succubi stood in awe as they saw Kazuma’s body twitching and struggling as his form took on a more slim, feminine appearance—softer skin, dainty arms and delicate fingers. A slow, sensual curve formed along his lower legs, his ankles becoming more beautiful and prominent.

How can this be happening, Kazuma thought. Is this what I think it is? Am I becoming a… a!?

Before he could finish his thought his chest exploded outward as a pair of hefty succulent breasts grew from it. Each time they enlarged it felt like someone was tugging forward on his chest, the weight of his new tits pulling him forward. They squished against the boobs of the succubus kissing him, causing her to release her vice-like grip on his mouth.

“Uhn, Kazuma. You fiend.” She moaned.

“Auugh, I’m not doing this on purpose!” He yelled in flustered annoyance.

Kazuma stared down helplessly at the growing masses on his chest. It felt strange having so much cargo hanging off from him, how could women stand these? His breasts’ continued growth forced the two competing pairs of tits into battle. Their size and softness causing them to slide and glide against each other in a chaotic manner. His plump nipples fired off like growing peaks while rubbing against the succubus woman’s own stiff rods. A bit of drool fell from his mouth and an uncontrollable pleasure suddenly filled his chest. This can’t feel good, this can’t feel good, he protested within his mind. Gah, how did I get into this messsss!!?

One final heave sent Kazuma’s chest forward, the sudden push outward catching he other succubus by surprise, sending her own tits reeling and her backing off from him. He leaned forward, not used to the sag and extreme size of his new boobs. He felt weighed down, but more than that, a pain focusing in his core. His sides crashed inward, bringing an hourglass shape to his full figure. His tummy then flattened profusely, followed by a small burst of toned meat rising to its surface. His gut looked robust and gentle all at once.

He fell to his knees with a throbbing pain in his face. He screamed out as he felt the contours of his face shifting, bones crackling and tendons snapping. His eyes became wider and blessed with sparkling teal pupils. His ears poked outward into an elven shape. His lips become softer and a tad puckered at the top, his nose smaller, and his brows smaller too. As a cute, seductive visage slowly seized Kazuma’s face pink hair began to trail down from his head, growing longer and longer until it stopped just above his thick heart-shaped ass.

He nearly passed out as the changes finally halted. It took him a few moments to regain himself, the voices of the spectating succubi assuring him everything was fine and telling him to get up, that he looked great! He groggily opened his eyes and saw the smiling face of the succubus who supported him through his ordeal. She helped him up to his feet. He nearly tripped at first once fully up, the size of his fleshy melons throwing him briefly off-balance. His body felt so foreign… so soft and oddly proportioned. He quickly adjusted accordingly though as he looked over himself in silent shock.

One of the succubus turned Kazuma around to face a mirror on one side of the room.

“Take a look at you, mmm…”

A flurry of giggles and o’s followed the remark.

Kazuma couldn’t believe it. He looked just like the succubus Camilla! Close enough to her anyways. He seemed to be about the same size as he was as a male—so shorter than her—and his face was a bit more youthful looking. But that body was unmistakable.

There was a strange pleasure and satisfaction that swelled inside him. He didn’t like it, and he tried to hide his growing arousal by scolding the culprits.

“You bitches! Are you stupid! Do you really think I’d agree to something like this!?” Kazuma shouted, caught off guard by how girly he sounded now.

Many of the succubi backed off a bit in fear, a few scowling at him, and a few giggling at his new female voice.

“You should be grateful!” one succubus spoke up. “Not many get to experience such a gift. Besides it’s not like you lost everything.”

“Eh?”

Kazuma stared down at his lower body and noticed a large excited piece of manhood sticking out from between his legs.

“My… my dick…. My dick is still there!? So now I’m a freak too!?”

“C-calm down, and let me explain!” a commanding succubus barked before slapping Kazuma hard across the cheek.

A few moments later he was silent once more with a pouty look on his face.

“Look this isn’t permanent or anything. Camilla just needs to feed off your energy more directly for a while.” The succubus explained. 

Kazuma continued to pout in silence.

“The more aroused you feel and the more you play with your little ol’ self, the faster she’ll be out of you. It’s simply really. I figure she left you your little toy so it’d be easier on you.”

“Easier on me eh? Cut the crap, easy my ass!”

“Oh come now Kazuma, I’m sure you’ll love it. It’d be best if you worked here every night in her place too, so no suspicion is aroused. I’d love to see you all hot and bothered around the customers, hee hee.”

“Stop messing with me.” He said with deadpan seriousness.

A random succubus joyfully jumped into the conversation and said, “Oh, you haven’t told him about the best part!”

“Ah, that’s right. You see Kazuma… You can change your appearance as well. You can turn yourself back to normal for instance, so there should be no worries.”

Kazuma felt some of the stress leave his body, but that didn’t help the distracting pleasure gestating inside him. He couldn’t ignore how good this body felt. What the succubus said next sent him over the edge.

“You could turn into any man or woman you want… as long as you have a clear vision of how they actually look.”

“Eh?”

It was like a lightbulb went on in his head, and immediately the crystal clear vision of the woman whose body he held in most regard flashed in his mind. It was there, imprinted as clear as day… Darkness.

A huge thump rippled through his body as he felt a new change suddenly washing over him.

“Not again!” he cried out in a cute voice as he felt his body shoot up in height, bones breaking and snapping once more, though this time it was hardly painful. It was as if his body was now built to enjoy this. He continued to protest, but it was clear that the intense arousal of the metamorphosis was getting to him as he released a flurry of sultry moans rather than screams.

He grew almost a foot taller and felt his ass and chest awkwardly readjust to his new stature, shifting about into new shapes while not losing too much of their shapely size. It was like his body was being molded; loosening up in some places, while condensing in others. His boobs actually felt like they might have grown a bit or at the very least loss some of their perkiness as they sagged further down on his body like delicious fruits swaying on a tree.

A shot of vigor flew through him as his muscles began to tighten. A beautiful light tonnage befell his arms and legs, hard muscle hidden below tender skin. His core was more obvious, a set of sturdy abs appearing as he poked his stomach forward. They were light but noticeable, given a good look. His sides lost some of their luxurious curves as his core thickened to that of a fit crusader. There was no mistaking it in Kazuma’s mind; he was becoming the woman of his vision, Darkness.

Euphoria rushed through his body as he sputtered out in Darkness’ voice, “P-p-please stop. uh. Uhn…”

It didn’t stop though, as his face changed to that of Darkness. A face of royalty, tender and mature—unfitting for that of a warrior some might say. Darkness’ very long, magnificent blonde hair took shape on his head, her braid-tied ponytail styling itself like magic. Glimmering light blue eyes showed wide as Kazuma felt ecstasy wash over him and made a face that was a spitting image of Darkness losing her shit during a moment of masochistic weakness. As he did, his dick—which had grown hard during the change—shot out ropes of cum. Kazuma feebly tried to stop the thick spray of shame leaving him, but merely shuddered in excitement over the amazing experience.

Kazuma stood there breathing heavily and happily, lost in the moment. The succubi looked on, impressed by the leaking dick girl.

“See Kazuma, wasn’t that fun?”

He slowly came back too and when he realized the state he was in, covered his spilt milk upon his privates and turned around in humiliation.

“Damnit! This is so unfair.”

Uproarious laughter filled the space as Kazuma felt all eyes on him. How could I just give in like that? he thought. That stupid pervert Darkness popping into my mind uninvited like that. He ran into another private room, away from the teasing. I need to get some clothes and get out of here, change back into my normal form. Mustn’t think of anymore sexy ladies like Darkness, or Aqua… oh shit!”

Screams echoed from the room he entered and finished off as loud moans that sounded close to sobbing.

The succubi rushed in and caught Kazuma mid transformation into Aqua. His new small perky butt stuck out and his massive tits as Darkness shrunk down to suppler tear drop shapes. His hair had changed into a light blue, long decorative doo with a blue-ball hair ornament on the top creating a hair loop. He looked much more delicate and adorable now, all the intense muscularity of his previous form having washed away for a more slender build.

He wailed out in Aqua’s bratty voice, feeling ashamed that he had turned into that useless goddess.
“Camillaaa!” he cried out to, in a similar manner as Aqua would his own name. He hoped Camilla could hear him from within. “You can’t do this! I demand that you leave me now!”

Lewd fancies of what he could do to Aqua’s body abruptly filled his mind. Was Camilla’s libido as a succubus raising his sex drive or was it his perverse thoughts expanding?” His face quickly went from crying, to a gawking mind broke stare as the pleasure took him over yet again, this time as a bawling water goddess. His cock once again let loose a flurry of white goop onto his hands and legs, excess pooling on the floor below his shaking legs.

As he collapsed into a mess of his own fluids a succubus approached and softly inquired, “So Kazuma. What do you say?”

He felt cornered. His only way out would be to agree to the terms. That said, this unbelievable pleasure he experienced reassured him that it couldn’t be all bad. Perhaps it would be worth the ride.
“I… okay…” Feebly he got back to his feet, his mind still in a daze.

The succubi all cheered in celebration, welcoming Kazuma to their ranks.

Just then Wiz popped to mind.

Damnit, he thought, before feeling his chest explode out in a fit of billowing fat. The constant barrage of these transformations was like sensory overload. His hips danced about as they grew, along with his ass. His cheeks clenched tight before the thunderous release of smacking flesh erupted, sending his booty launching backwards and him with it. Landing on his butt, he immediately felt his chest violently jiggle to life yet again, his milk jugs not yet finished with him. They became so enormous that he gave way to their burden and fell onto his back.

Kazuma could hardly think straight as extreme bliss washed over his body and thoughts. Wiz was so fucking hot, and now he was so fucking hot. He could feel her exquisite breasts, trace the enticing curves of her body and feel her elegant brown locks of hair cascading down his back. It was all his now and he couldn’t help but feel turned on by it all—her droopy eyes a particularly charming treasure he thought as he saw himself in a mirror one of the succubus was playfully holding above for him to see.

His dick belched out even more cream onto the amassing pool already staining the floor, as well as on his blushing portrait in the mirror. Kazuma’s voice cried out as Wiz—a harmonious, angelic cry of joy. Though, from the succubi’s perspectives it seemed almost as if he were crying in embarrassment.
It seemed it was going to take a while before Kazuma learned some self-control.

It was rough at first, him working at the shop. Having to seduce men was jarring to say the least. Kazuma felt Camilla’s lust channeling through him whenever he was around attractive men, making for some awkward conversations whenever speaking to men at the shop and causing him to frequently pitch a tent in his panties that he did his best to keep hidden. He was a stuttering mess at times and came to be known as sort of a klutz around the shop. The other workers found it cute.

Eventually his confidence grew, as did his liking for this new body. He experimented often with his transformative abilities, and the fact that he could essentially become the women of his dreams led to all sorts of late night roleplaying while alone in his room. He was really starting to embrace his new succubus body.

***

“Kazuma… it’s been 2 weeks. I’m fully healed. I’m surprised you haven’t cut me loose yet.” Camilla’s voice rang out inside Kazuma’s head.

He ignored Camilla and continued to get dressed for his night of work at the Succubus Shop. He was nearly nude, in his male form, wearing a black tasteful cross-string bra and black thong. He slowly pulled up on the stocking on his left leg. His brown hosieries had white frills at the top and matched the long gloves he wore on each arm.

“I love that you get all prettied up before the change.” Camilla complimented. “You’ve really taking a liking to this. Eyeing men on the streets even when as a man. The others mention you act more and more like me every day.”

“Heh, it’s only natural that I get hungry-eyes whenever a tasty man walks by. I am a demon after all.”

“I’m the demon Kazuma, I feel you are not aware of how powerful this bond of ours is becoming. I feel myself slipping in and out of your thoughts constantly. While I am not opposed to it and I’ve grown very fond of your friends, if you don’t let me out soon we will likely merge completely.”

An amused look crossed his face as he said, “I don’t know why I keep stressing out over this. I feel so alive, and the girls in the shop love me. Heh heh.”

Camilla knew this was coming for a while now. After the first week, when he revealed the truth to his friends, he had been completely enamored with what he had become. His friends were noticeably worried at first, but they quickly adapted to the new Kazuma before long. He was for the most part the same old Kazuma. He simply acted more feminine and acted out his perverted urges more openly.

Camilla felt herself mingling once more with her hosts mind. She knew they’d be one very soon, likely once he transformed here in a moment. She wasn’t worried though. All she ever knew as a succubus was lust and trickery. Her own desires mixed so wonderfully with Kazuma’s seedier side and she was opened up to whole new experiences through living with him and amongst his adventuring comrades. She’d never considered living any other way than how she had, but she grew to enjoy her new life as Kazuma. They were a natural fit.

“Let’s do this…” Camilla declared.

“Yes…” Kazuma responded in tandem.

And with that their minds fully merged and a new person rose to the surface, the best of both. This change of Kazuma into Camilla’s body was the final signifier of their bond. They’d become something greater.

An ethereal warmth washed over her mind as Kazumilla felt her breasts growing out on her chest. They wiggled about as they pushed against the bra, the material pressed tight against her hardened teats. Her dick felt the same, the panties barely able to contain the throbbing meat.

With each major change Kazumilla squealed out in joy. Her back snapped into place, her thighs jettisoning out in size, her ass inflating and lifting her higher in her seat. She squirmed about in delight as she felt her womanly shape filling her outfit. Towards the end of the intense ordeal, once her soft, tight core materialized, she gripped one of her breasts harshly and released her succubus seed. Her cock had been poking out of the undies so it ended up spraying onto her tummy, cum lining the rolling landscape.

A succubus barged into the dressing room.

“Camilla you’re up-oh… Again, really?”

Kazumilla gently raised her head and responded, “Don’t give me that. You’re the most dirty minded one here Elise, hee hee. Who are you to judge?”

“C-Camilla! You meanie!” the flushed Elise replied. “I-I wasn’t thinking of anything dirty about you! Uh, damnit, I’m not the dirtiest!”

With a very deep voiced Kazuma-esque reply, Kazumilla responded, “You are making this very awkward.”

“C-Camilla! You’re the awkward one. With the dick and all.”

“Ha ha! Don’t call me that, please dear.” Kazumilla said as she cleaned herself off. “Call me… Kazumilla.”

***

Another week passed and not only did the succubus shop welcome the new Kazumilla with open arms, but her companions at home did as well… sort of…. okay Aqua felt uncomfortable about it.
“Kazumaa!!” Aqua cried out as they returned home from a quest, Kazuma in his male form. “How could you leave me in the middle of that angry mob?”

“It’s Kazumilla you stupid goddess! Get that through your head! And we wouldn’t have had to bail if someone hadn’t purified the town’s spring water! You are more trouble than you’re worth.”
“Stupid evil creature.”

“What did you say!” Kazumilla tugged at Aqua’s hair and yelled into her ear. “I’ll have you know I’ve had more people love me than your entire cult you low-tier goddess!”

Kazumilla then changed her form into that of Aqua and mocked her using the goddess’ own voice and mannerisms, scoffingly placing the fingers of one of her hands over her mouth.

“Why don’t I show them what a true goddess is like, heh heh.”

“K-Kazumaaa!!” Aqua yelled with tears in her eyes.

Darkness and Megumin looked on with blank stares.

“Well, it’s good to know things really haven’t changed all that much.” Megumin pointed out.

“Tugging on a maiden’s hair like that, it’s unforgivable.” Darkness gushed. She then remembered a note Kazumilla had left in her room this morning. She had yet to open it. “I almost forgot!”

She rushed off to her room, leaving the bickering pair to their scene.

Late that night, Darkness approached the bathing room in the mansion. The note Kazumilla had left her told her to meet her there.

“I wonder what she wants.” Darkness said, standing stiff before the door. “It feels so strange to think of Kazuma as a woman now, but it’s what she wants to be thought of as. Her looking like a man doesn’t help make it any less confusing though.”

Enough, Darkness commanded. I can’t be saying such things. She is my friend regardless and maybe she needs me right now. Now walk in there Darkness and show nothing but grace-ah?”

She halted immediately upon entering; one foot froze in the air mid step, seeing Kazumilla naked in the tub facing her with a wise-ass smile.

“Yo.”

“K-K-Kazumilla?”

It was far too similar to that one night’s encounter she and the previous Kazuma had.
“Hey there Darkness. No need to seem so bashful, I assure you. This is about us after all.”

“K-Kazu- eep!”

Kazumilla stood up, his dick meeting her shuddering gaze.

“What’s the matter Darkness?” he said, sounding genuinely confused.

“I know you’ve always fantasized about dirty ol’ me. Isn’t this what you want?”

“Wh-what are you talking about!? Kazu-mah! She felt Kazumilla’s body fall onto her, and they both went tumbling to the floor, Darkness pinned beneath her.

“Oh… I see. You’d find it even more demeaning if I were to take my other form. You shameless pervert, hee hee.”

Kazumilla shifted over into her succubus body, her breast slowly drooping towards Darkness’ face. The thought had never crossed her mind of lying with a woman before, but Kazumilla was being so forward, so forceful towards her, she couldn’t help but feel a bit aroused. The fact that it was a woman now trying to take her just made it all the more wonderfully demeaning for a well-kept noble crusader like herself.

Mildly sobbing—an embarrassed wreck—she felt the transformed Kazumilla plant a kiss on her trembling lips.

She didn’t know what to think, they were unmistakably soft and enticing, but, but… was this what she wanted?

“Let’s get you undressed.” Kazumilla commented as she pulled back from her kiss. A snap of her finger sent Darkness’ clothes bursting into flames and to nothing.

Darkness continued to shake, her slit becoming wet with shame.

“You look so delicious Darkness. I never noticed it before, but now with how I am, I can admit it freely.”

Darkness gulped in anticipation.

“I love you Darkness. Your body is number 1, hee. Oh and you’re a goofy pure hearted warrior too I guess. What’s not to love, heh heh.”

She says that as if my body comes first. Darkness delightfully thought. How despicable. She is treating me like I’m already hers. Oh my… oh my… her dick is touching me!

“I can give it all to you dear.” Kazumilla said with a gentle voice. “I can give you the life of sadomasochism you crave. I can already picture you desperately begging me for mercy. I’ll make you say, ‘Please stop! Please forgive me!’”

Darkness’ eyes closed and she gasped for breath and a response.

“Eee… uh… P-Please stop!” her face lit up with manic splendor.

Kazuma giggled and then thrusted her cock deep into the salivating snatch of the once noble crusader, tainted now by demon cock.

Darkness, a virgin, finally felt the great release to go along with her fantasies that had been built up over the years. She was finally being treated like a lowly object, completely at the mercy of her attacker. Kazumilla forced her into this and took her purity.

Darkness screamed out in joy, which could easily be mistaken as cries for help, as she wailed, “N-Noo! Ah, my body is being violated by this unnatural beast. This can’t be! Ahn, oh!

“Shut up whench.” Kazumilla barked in character to the fantasy Darkness was pushing herself into. He then slapped her across the face.

“Agh! K-Kazum- agh!” Another slap marked her other cheek.

“All I want to hear from you is your broken cries for help.”

Kazumilla’s thrusts became more erratic and forceful, bucking Darkness’ head back against the floor. It was everything she’d hoped the experience would be her first time, painful and humiliating.

“Ah, huh, hohh!” Darkness cried, her expression stuck between terror and bewildered ecstasy.

“Ahn, Darkness, you feel so good my fallen crusader. Ahn, yes! I’m gona!”

She hilted inside Darkness’ chamber before blasting her thick load inside.

“K-Kazumillaaahh hoooh!” Darkness moaned out in a shrill voice as she felt the warmth filling her cavity. She felt her attacker pressing down on her body as they delivered the finishing strikes, their breasts squeezed together.

Darkness couldn’t believe how good that felt.

“You know what would make this even better? If our dishonored crusader became a demon herself.”
And with a surge of magic Kazumilla forced a dick to sprout from Darkness.

Darkness bent over from the shock, her eyes rolling into her head as she felt the sickly, unnatural member growing between her legs. It was a veiny monstrosity. Erect and growing, she felt it gliding against her stomach.

Kazumilla made sure it felt very, very painful coming out of her and judging by Darkness’ cries of anguish she was enjoying it. It looked even bigger than her own at this point.

Darkness struggled on her knees as her new dick tormented her with its birth. It literally felt like a log was forcing itself out of her snatch. She pounded her fists on the ground as a jolt of unimaginable distress crashed like a wave throughout her body, sending tears of joy streaming down her face. The unnaturally large dick ceased its journey just below her bountiful mounds.

Once it stopped Darkness laid silent for a few moments.

“What is the matter?” Kazumilla asked with fake concern. “Do you not like it?”

Darkness quickly responded by pouncing on top of her and, like a mad horny dog, shoved her bestial cock inside of Kazumilla’s slit she had given herself—typically she was only with a dick.

“O-oh! That’s it. That’s it! Ahn!” Kazumilla moaned.

Darkness’ more powerful body made her prods more impactful, sending Kazumilla’s body sliding against the slick floor each time.

They both went at it for hours, trading positions—Darkness enjoying her new temporary tool. Kazuma further demeaned Darkness throughout by taking the form of their comrades, such as Aqua, Megumin, and even Wiz. Darkness wailed out that she couldn’t believe she had stooped so low. This brought boisterous laughter from Kazumilla as she fucked her senseless as a large-dick Aqua.

Kazumilla then surprised her new lover by turning into Darkness.

“N-No! Not this!” Darkness objected, her drooling maw making it obvious what she really wanted though.

“Yes… this.” Kazumilla said before shoving her dick inside the real Darkness. “Ya know, those other girls bodies can’t really compare to that of a crusader and her rock-hard muscles.”

Darkness reversed Kazumilla onto her back in anger.

“D-don’t call me hard!”

Kazumilla couldn’t resist sprouting a cock from her mortified companion yet again after that outburst.
“I don’t know. You look pretty hard to me.”

Darkness silenced the seductress with a powerful thrust of her blade.

The two twins were locked in a ballet of bouncing tits, crashing hips, and worming legs. Nothing was going to stop this collision of flesh and fluids happening beneath the moonlight. It was beautiful in its own obscene way.

Both eventually reached their ends and embraced each other tenderly, spooning like two cum drenched fiends. Kazumilla turned around and stared into Darkness’ eyes. Both of their shimmering pupils glistened with fondness for each other.

“What do you think the others will think?” Darkness asked.

“Who cares, it’ll be fine. That dumb goddess will whine about anything regardless.” Kazumilla assured while stroking a lock of hair away from Darkness’ face.

Darkness’s smile lit up her soul and she felt the happiest she’d ever been as either Kazuma or Camilla.

“This is the best moment I’ve had since I was born.” she stated, referring to when she first became this merged being.

They both kissed under the light of the moon. In a way, Kazumilla served her purpose as a succubus that night, making Darkness’ erotic fantasies come to life.