I am Succubus!

Chapter 257

I woke up the next morning in Dolanna's tent, lying on top of her. We were both naked. The beastkin herself had been fucked to submission. Her hair was completely disheveled. My jizz slowly leaked from her pussy. A limp tongue hung out one corner of her mouth. As for my dick—

"My dick?!" I gasped hard enough to almost swallow my tongue.

What… What happened last night?

I tried to think hard. Dolanna had invited me for drinks. Alcohol was definitely involved. We drank a lot, so me blacking out was a given. My dick, however… If I remembered right, I noticed Hana and Shayle throwing glances at me and snickering. At one point, they did come over while Dolanna and I were talking it up.

Shayle patted me on the back from the right. Hana was to my left. The only conclusion I could come to was that they snuck a dick potion into my drink.

Oh, no. 

"Whatever happened, I 100% lost control and overdid it…" I winced at the sight of the beastkin chief.

Fortunately, the rise and fall of Dolanna's chest was evidence that she was alive. Good. We would have had an even bigger problem if I accidentally drained her to death.

At that moment, my dick finally vanished. The potion had run its course. I better get the others and head out before Dolanna woke up, or one of her people came in and discovered what I'd done to their chief.

As I was getting dressed, I heard the shuffling of fur pelts behind me. When I turned around, Dolanna was sitting upright and had a hand to her head. It looked like she was suffering from the worst hangover in the world.

"Oh, uh… G-Good morning!" I greeted her.

Maybe Dolanna had forgotten I was even here. She gasped and covered up with a nearby pelt. Her cheeks took on a deep red tint.

"What happened last night… stays between us, got it?" Dolanna snarled.

"I understand!" I exclaimed out of instinctive fear.

"Kuh…" She chewed on her thumbnail. "I can't believe I was made to howl like a bitch in heat by a succubus. The Pridemother would be so disappointed in me…"

I couldn't even remember last night, but it sounded like Dolanna was having her own dose of post-nut clarity. I'd gotten dressed and was about to leave until she grabbed my wrist when I passed by. Crap. Was she going to beat me up for what I did? I couldn't even remember most of what happened last night!

"I-I said it stays between us, not that we can't have another arrangement some other time. You show your face around here again, my tribe is always welcome to you. Thank you, Queen Saeko." Dolanna smiled.

I wasn't sure what came over me, but I returned to kiss the beastkin chief. Her feline fangs scraped against my tongue. She resisted a little, but that didn't last very long. Very soon, we were all over each other again. Bits and pieces of memories from last night returned slowly. Though they were fragmented, the electrifying sensation of pleasure on my skin seemed to remember.

Dolanna grabbed the back of my head with one hand and my lower back with the other. We climbed back into bed again to get frisky. However, our fun cut short when someone invited themselves into the tent.

"Saeko, Shayle says it's time to go!" Hana barged in with Layla in tow.

"Uhm… Hana, I don't think it's a good idea to intrude a beastkin chief's home," Layla said nervously.

Both of them screeched to a halt a few steps in with us staring back at them.

"Oopsies! C'mon, Layla! We didn't see nothing!" Hana slapped hand over Layla's eyes and pushed her out.

The second they were gone, Dolanna pushed me off her and turned the other cheek. Not wanting to test the patience of a feline beastkin, even if we did have sex last night, I grabbed my belongings and hurried out. If I ever wanted to come back, I knew the way anyway.

Maybe I'd bring Mio and Kana along next time. They were probably feeling left out back home. Still… Why did I have to blackout?! I wanted to remember having sex with that catgirl so badly!

As I emerged from Chief Dolanna's tent, the others appeared to have been waiting for me right outside. They already had their things gathered and ready to leave. Shayle was polishing the mirror artifact when I joined their side.

"Fun night?" Shayle asked. "The celebrations were loud, but not much louder than that chief you were with. Heh. Though, judging by that look on your face, Dolanna doesn't want anyone to know."

Off to the side, Hana and Layla were kicking stones, pretending they didn't just walk in on the two of us.

"We're going to have a long talk after returning home… Anyway, for my sake, let's get out of here before she finds out that everyone does know. You have the location, right?" I double-checked all the tributes and gifts for the chronomancer in my bag.

Everything was accounted for. Though, I still couldn't help but wonder what kind of person they were to enjoy human-world entertainment… If only Beatrice was still alive, I'd be able to ask her. She might not have anything good to say, given how their meeting ended.

Shayle activated the mirror, opening a portal that led to a valley of some kind. The vegetation was sparse. What little there was seemed to be few in patches and short. Modest rocky bluffs surrounded the area.

"That dried lake bed is Versand. Used to be a big lake until a battle punched a hole in the canyon and let out all the water. So, that's where the chronomancer is hiding?" It was Chief Dolanna's voice, and the beastkin herself was just now emerging from her tent.

"Is there anything special about Versand that we should know about?" I asked to be sure.

"Not anymore. Had pretty big fish, and several villages that relied on that lake had to up and leave when the lake dried up." Dolanna shrugged.

"Me, first! Cannonball!" Hana threw herself into the portal, followed by an anxious Layla.

I thanked Dolanna for the hospitality she and her tribe had shown us, then jumped through the portal after Shayle before it closed shut. We came out the other end into a hotter climate than where we just were. The moisture wicked off my eyes just having them open.

"By the Everlight's shine, we must have traveled far for such a drastic change in climate." Shayle tugged off her cloak and wiped the sweat already beading on her face.

"Saeko, Shayle!" Layla descended from the sky. "Hana and I can't see a single man-made building or tower anywhere. Is this really the place?"

"The ritual didn't lie, and the mirror's never led me astray. Chances are, the chronomancer has their home and themself hidden with magic of some kind," the dark elf explained.

Which meant it had to be here somewhere. The four of us spread out across the valley to search for any signs of life. I descended onto the dried lake bed and grabbed a handful of soil. Silt and sand mostly, as expected. Some animal skeletons were half-buried in the ground. A few discarded or dropped fishing rods rested at the bottom, too. That was about it.

If I were an all-powerful entity who could control time, where would I hide?

"Hmm… The present would be too obvious. Maybe that's why we were led here but don't see them. Could the chronomancer be hiding in the past or future during their spells of absences?" I wondered aloud.

"Saeko! You might be onto something!" Shayle gasped.

"You think so? But—"

Wait. If the chronomancer was in the past, we would find evidence of them in the present. However, if they were living in the future, we could leave traces of us being here for them to find.

I called for Hana and Layla to come down, so we could brainstorm ways to reach into the past and future. It was a longshot, but the only shot we had.

"Oh, oh!" Hana raised her hand. "I got an idea. How about I piss all over the ground?"

"Hana… it's going to dry up. You won't leave a trace at all." I sighed.

"It would have to be something that lasts for a long time, like… rocks?" Layla suggested.

We all gathered as many rocks as possible. The larger the better, since it lowered the chances of being buried or blown away over time. Eventually, we got enough to make an SOS sign in the lake bed. The chronomancer should see them.

The four of us waited, and waited… and waited… A hot sun beat down on us, and there wasn't any shade for miles.

"I don't think this is working!" Hana complained.

"Could the rocks have disappeared? Or maybe the chronomancer is ignoring our sign," Shayle said.

"It has to be something more drastic. Enough to catch their attention. I don't want to destroy a piece of the land with our magic. Another option would be…" I turned to Layla.

Shayle and Hana also turned to Layla.

"What? Oh! Does it involve me? I'll be of help any way I can!" Layla exclaimed eagerly.

We tied her up using some magical chains that Mio had taught me how to conjure. The masochistic succubus laid on the ground next to the SOS rock sign. Both wrists and ankles were bound behind her back.

"Uhmmm… Am I really helping like this?" Layla cried.

"Layla, I need you to listen very carefully. You have to stay there no matter what. Even if we never let you go, you have to stay there. Got it?" I instructed.

"Ehhhh?! Doesn't that just mean you're leaving me for dead?" She wriggled desperately like a worm.

"We all have to really commit to it. That way, the chronomancer will come to investigate," Shayle added.

"Heh… Hehehe… Being left for dead has its own charm… Nngh… My own succubus queen and friends, leaving me behind to starve and die of thirst… Just the very thought is making me wet…" The horny succubus panted heavily, no longer registering that we were around anymore.

Shayle, Hana, and I snuck away to hide behind a large rock.

"Is this really going to work? We're not really leaving her for dead, right?" I asked.

"You gotta get over it, Saeko! Be cruel for just a minute!" Hana implored me.

It was hard to wrestle with the morality of leaving a friend behind, but I thought that way as strongly as possible. A large, stone tower appeared out of nowhere. Non-existent one second, and right before our eyes in the next.

Our jaws dropped. Wind displaced from the tower buffeted us, nearly knocking everyone off their feet. We had to crane our neck upwards in order to see the top. At a guess, there were maybe ten floors total. Creeping vines draped down from the roof of the tower, with some flowers… blooming?

No, they were going back in time. The flowers retreated into their buds, shrinking in size back to the stem. It didn't seem to end there. The vines rewinded and slowly returned to the tower's highest point. Even the age of the stone, dulled from time, became smooth again like it was freshly built.

"That's… That's it, isn't it?" Shayle whispered.

I watched with bated breath, and the door at the bottom floor swung open. A woman, younger than I expected of someone known as the chronomancer, with glowing umber skin emerged. Her feet levitated just off the ground, coming only a few feet away from the tower. Dark brown hair was braided into a single fishtail over the front of her chest. She wore a silver bathrobe, as if having just woken up or come out of the bath. The staff in her hands was a golden cane, and an hourglass within a brass ring sat atop it. Whenever the sand emptied into the lower compartment, the entire thing rotated to begin again.

The chronomancer shot a peeved look at Layla, who was still trapped. She shook her head in an exasperated manner.

We were about to show ourselves when Hana jumped out first, flying at full speed towards the woman.

"HANA!" Shayle and I shouted.

"Show me some fantasy shounen protagonist-level magic!" Hana exclaimed.

Without a word, maybe a sigh though, the chronomancer put the staff before herself and Hana. A distortion in space emitted outwards. Hana came to a stop mere inches from the woman. The sand in the hourglass staff traveled backwards in time, and so did Hana, who was now flying in reverse. For whatever reason, she stopped.

The chronomancer allowed time to move forward again. This time, however, she grabbed a handful of sand and tossed it in Hana's direction, only for her to smack face-first into it, then go reversed time again to repeat the event. Now, the pink-haired trickster was trapped in a time loop of getting hit with a ball of sand.

"You two hiding behind the rocks. Come out. I know you're there. No sense in playing games now that you've lured me here." The woman rolled her eyes.

Shayle and I exchanged glances, and we realized that the best course of action wasn't to piss off someone who could control time. The both of us stepped out with our hands in the air, unarmed, and without any violent intents.

"Just for the record, Hana over there acted on her own. We were wholly against her attacking you outright," I said.

Now that I was close enough to see, I noticed a hand in each of the chronomancer's eyeballs moving like the hands of a clock. The right moved clockwise, and the left moved counter-clockwise. Her poise, though on guard, was very sluggish and uncaring.

"I believe you. I also know why you're here, Saeko Ito." The chronomancer addressed me even though I hadn't introduced myself yet.

"Er… I feel like I already know the answer, but how do you know my name?" I asked reluctantly.

"Because you're about to tell me, and I already know a minute from now. Ah. But do not be mistaken. Just because I've told you and have very well changed the future, does not mean that timeline no longer exists. It is but one loose thread in an infinite cupboard of spools being woven on a loom— I digress. My name is Gerdell Sinclair. Chronomancer, time mage, temporal wizard… whatever you wish to call me. Gerdell is fine." She bowed deeply.

Now I wasn't sure if it was necessary for me to tell Gerdell about what I was here for. She already knew, right? I continued to stare hard at her, expecting her to lead the conversation.

"Saeko, just because I can see into the future also doesn't mean you can't change it." Gerdell sighed.

"You're just confusing me!" I cried in mental anguish.

"Just converse with me like a normal person, you fool!" she groaned.

"I need your time magic to help me fix a… a sex problem I have. Similar to what you're doing with Hana, I need you to do with me but in a fixed space to extend time. I… want to have a very long gangbang…"

Gerdell stared at me in a mixture of disbelief and sheer amusement. She erupted into knee-slapping laughter. I turned beet red. After she laughed her fill, she wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes and looked directly at me.

"Sure, I can help." Gerdell nodded.

All of us were dumbstruck.

"Really? Y-You aren't going to hesitate? I am a succubus. You know, from the same race as Beatrice who tried to strong-arm you into helping her," I reminded the chronomancer.

"Yes, but I've glimpsed into your past, and I can see you're nothing like her. Your heart is pure, at least as pure as it can be for a succubus. However, my aid comes with a price. I could use your help with something," Gerdell said.

"Of course, there's a catch. What is it? Spit it out, chronomancer. We don't have all day." Shayle rolled her eyes.

"Oh? But I do. Come, step into my Timeless Eden." She snapped her finger, freeing Hana from the time loop and reversing time to free Layla from the restraints.

Timeless Eden, the tower that laid before us. Gerdell entered first and glanced over her shoulder to us.

"What are you waiting for? Your precious seconds are ticking." Gerdell smiled before disappearing inside.

"Pweh! Pweh… Uweeeh… I got a hundred years' worth of sand in my mouth…" Hana whined.

Shayle helped Layla up. A trail of moisture had been left behind on the rock where she was tied to. The masochistic succubus snapped back to her senses.

"Eh? We actually lured the chronomancer? Does that mean… you three…?" Layla turned to me with teary-eyes.

"What are you saying?" I pushed Layla forward from behind. "We'd never actually leave you behind. The chronomancer probably just saw the rocks we made anyway."

As soon as we entered, the door slammed shut and boomed with the chime of a grandfather clock. An infinitely stretching hallway, with a red carpet rolled out for us, continued into the distance. There were doors to our left, each one with a clock showing different times from the next embedded into the wooden make. To our right were windows across from the doors, a celestial cosmos of stars and solar systems shined back at us.

"Stay close to me," Gerdell cautioned from only a few meters away. "My very existence exudes a temporal stasis to keep you anchored. Wander too far, and you may end up lost in time. Or worse."

We audibly gulped harder than ever before. Suddenly, this adventure turned out harder than I hoped it would be…