Chapter 172

◈ Chapter 172:

A metal gauntlet burst from the rubble and gripped down on stone.

The black cloaked figure rose from the rubble, mortar, and chunks of wall and timber shedding from the fabric as he emerged.

He stood tall on the great hill that was all that remained of what had once been a

massive storehouse, complete destruction created with his own body being used as a makeshift flail by a certain brute of a wolf monster.

Bane scowled beneath his hood. Hardly ideal. He glanced down at his side, a great mess of liquid chrome littered with bits of shattered plate armour emerged from his tattered sleeve. The tube of liquid metal led back into the rubble.

Furrowing his brow he commanded it to move. The slime monster he had merged with worked much like a limb, an extension of his body, he only had to think to make the attached metal slime do as he willed, his nerve signals completely overriding the conductive slime's  body. The greater the will the greater the control and Bane's control was absolute.

The metal began to move, oozing back up into the vague shape of an arm as it slipped from the rubble, small stones clacking and rolling as it pulled from meters deep. The various pieces of shattered plate drifting on top of the shiny metal slime rejoined and fused back together as they rose.

As he re-knit the arm the rubble started to shift by his side and a head of dusty blonde hair pushed free, along with a clearly quite annoyed elf face which glared up at Bane.

"You lied to us, you said this would be easy!"

The blue eyed elf huffed and managed to struggle fully free and onto her knee, dragging out a second blonde elf behind her, this one with green eyes. The green eyed elf had no arms, the flesh torn and cut at the shoulders. She looked even more annoyed than the blue eyed elf and came up coughing masonry dust.

"Look what that thing did to her, look what it did to my leg!" cried the blue eyed one gesturing fiercely down at her missing leg, bitten off at the thigh. She flapped her hand angrily at it and her stump suddenly bulged before ballooning downward in a mass of red flesh. In a few moments she had regrown her leg, a red succubus leg that looked mismatched on her elven form. Another moment later and it shifted and transformed into a pale elf leg.

The armless elf was having a little more difficulty, the flesh around her stumped shoulders was writhing as though trying to escape, veins and little scraps of flesh wriggling at the air. She was clearly trying to will her arms to regrow, but the flesh around the wounds didn't want to obey.

"I didn't even see what hit me…" She grumbled as she narrowed her eyes at her disobedient flesh.

"It's the same as that black stuff in the wolf's fur," said the one with blue eyes as she finished scraping out a cut full of the same terrified flesh with her knife. The cut healed over as she did so. "Here, don't bother with a full regrow, I grabbed your arms." She pointed to a small bag on her belt, a hand hung limp from the opening marking it as a dimensional bag as an arm was far too large to fit such a small thing.

She raised the knife and began cutting off the terrified flesh from her sister succubus as Bane pulled free the last of his metal slime arm from the rubble. The plate armoured arm reformed cleanly and as it had been, a set of exceptionally crafted armour. He rolled his knuckles and formed a fist, metal fingertips clicking against metal palm.

"When you said you were gonna summon my sisters I didn't think it was to put us in that kind of danger," muttered the blue eyed elf as the flesh around the other elf's shoulder shifted and latched onto the severed elf arm she held up. It fused in seconds, the flesh rejoining cleanly, and the elf was left stretching and rolling her arm, examining it closely to see it worked properly. Her flesh rippled as she adjusted, then both elves' entire body's rippled, the dust they were covered in forcibly ejected from them leaving them clean and as elegant as any typical elf.

"Learn to cope." growled Bane. his voice was nearing normality despite his metal tongue, only a metallic undertone to his voice. "I brought you here not for your ambitions, but for mine. That you couldn't even harm the wolf makes me question why I bothered…"

"Hey, we've hardly had a chance to drain anyone! You can't expect fresh off the boat succubi to take on— to take on whatever the fuck that thing was. What even was that anyway? it smelled juicy, very very juicy."

"The one that took everything from me."

As if responding to his voice a deep bass roar came from beneath the hill of rubble, the entire thing shaking like in an earthquake, rubble sliding down the slope in sheets as tiles rained down from nearby buildings.

The two elves looked down in alarm as their footing became unsteady, the entire mass of rubble starting to shift and rise as the monster beneath it all started to move.

"Uh, no offense boss, but you don't stand a snowflake's chance in hell of stopping that thing. It handled you like a pup, slapped you around like you were nothing," said the blue eyed elf with alarm as black mist started to seep from the stones, a mass of claws and teeth.

Bane gave her a dark look, clearly unhappy with her words.

"Tch. Coming from the likes of you that is particularly irritating to hear. Fine. When a river finds a stone it flows around it, when I hit my level cap in my past life I sought other ways to attain power. However much things change that remains the same."

He turned and began sliding and stepping down the crumbling hill of rubble, the elves quickly following in his wake as black mist twisted into the air.

They came down into an alley and turned the corner, at the end of it were a cluster of three worried looking human girls, two with rabbit ears perking up from their hair indicating their mixed blood. All three of them were bruised and wary looking. They were staring at the end of the alley with concern, some of the storehouse's rubble had spilled here too, bricks scattered across the cobble.

As Bane approached one of them looked between the two elves.

"H-hey, are you like us? You were taken too? Do you know what happened to the half woolie? She said she was going to check on a friend… but then she didn't come back."

The blue eyed elf slipped forward.

"She's fine, and yes, I'm just like you. So we have a shared experience hmm? Completely life changing."

The elf came a lot closer to the girl, a hand snaking around her waist in a moment, so smoothly and naturally that the girl didn't even realise it had happened until she was blinking at the elf by her shoulder.

"Uhhh"

"I can just imagine, after such an ordeal you have a lot of built up tension, I know a way I can help with that, something that will make all of this horrible experience feel like just a dream, the fear of it all washing away and—

"Sophia." growled Bane. "In private only."

Sophia set her lips in a line, "Gosh, so lame. Fine."

Her hand moved from the girl's back up to her neck taking her into her grip, and in a flash of motion that showed her far superior strength to the low leveler she thrust her down at her hip where her other hand was pulling wide the dimensional bag. In a moment the squawking girl was being shoved inside, her legs kicking at the air before they disappeared past the opening.

The two remaining girls looked on in horror, but could do nothing as the green eyed elf grabbed hold of them and together with Sophia shoved them inside the bag. In moments the three girls were gone.

"Enough. Time to leave." gravelled Bane.

And it was, black mist could be seen spilling into the alley behind them as well as the sound of something huge rising from the rubble. Bane and the two elves along with their bagged girls darted through a zigzag of alleys and out of sight into the street beyond.

There were people in the street gathered hesitantly near the alley entrance, they looked about to ask what had happened, but thought better seeing the black cloaked figure looming over the two elves.

The trio made their way through the city, sticking to the back alleys to avoid the eyes and interest of too many. As they went the areas they made their way through became progressively wealthier looking and more sprawling until they came out by a mansion surrounded by a leafy walled garden. This was a building that was most definitely not Baera's apartment.

Bane checked no one was looking their way and unlocked a side gate with a key, the two elves following behind as he passed within. A certain familiarity took over Bane's steps as he followed the garden path, which perhaps wasn't that surprising considering he owned the mansion. His life prior to becoming Lynthia's Ranker hadn't been without its rewards.

He opened the front door and stepped into his new or rather old home, the dusty hood slipping from his head and revealing his red furred canine-leveler-species like face, an eyepatch covering his missing eye. The dusty cloak fell at his feet.

The mansion was not empty, he had others staying in his home, and their voices could be heard coming down the hall. The two elves dashed ahead as he followed, coming to a stop by the entrance to the main expansive living room of the mansion.

The scent of the place hit like a lead brick to the face, doubly so since Bane had found his sense of smell greatly increased. A heavy feminine scent that sent blood pumping through his body, a hormonal miasma that was so incredibly warm and humid that it formed a slight hazy mist in the air.

It wasn't hard to see why, the massive living room was filled with red skinned succubi from end to end, all of them naked, and all lazing on the furniture and pillows. Some were masturbating as they chatted or read books, or lazily fingering each other, some were engaged in what appeared to be the world's most casual orgy, playing board games as they happily lapped at each other's slits. There were two dozen succubi in total. Such a number of succubi brought together in one spot was utterly unheard of, and as Bane had discovered doing such an insane thing created previously unknown side effects, the heart racing  miasma being one.

It reminded him of his harem in Lynthia. He had liked that harem. He had put quite a lot of work into building it. Finding like minded people who were of a similar ruthless mind to himself and gathering them all in one place hadn't been easy. Another thing destroyed by the wolf.

The girls perked up as he ducked below the door and inside, the two elves just in front of him.

"Hey hey, he's back!"

"Yisss!"

"Does that mean we can drain the ones we caught now?"

"Dead gods please, I'm as thirsty as a sponge in the sun."

Bane glanced between the eager succubi, each sitting up and paying attention. Clearly they had been up to something while he had been gone.

"Did you do as I say?"

"Of course, but all this, 'never drain away from mansion' stuff, is such a drag."

"I can return you to hell with ease if you wish me to, and if you break my rules on purpose you will beg to be returned to hell."

"Yeah yeah we all saw the nasty little bindings you built into the summoning, now bring them out! let's feast!"

Several of the succubi began pulling wide the drawstrings on a number of dimensional bags, reaching inside and pulling out levelers, tossing them onto the floor or on sofas, nearly twenty surprised looking levelers, male and female. The levelers were all breathing heavily, their cheeks flushed. The hours they had spent in this room breathing in the succubus miasma which seeped into the dimensional bags had clearly had an effect as nearly all of them were entirely naked and frantically masturbating. The moment they saw the succubi they eagerly leapt at them, much to the succubi's delight.

Besides Bane Sophia tipped over her dimensional bag, pouring out the levelers they had stuffed inside. Apparently it didn't take much exposure to the miasma as they were already pulling off each other's clothes, faces flushed with need.

Bane eased himself down on a couch as he watched, legs spread as he took up most of it with his size, the couch creaking underneath him.

He watched with curiosity as male levelers were buried under succubi, kissing frantically at their bodies, succubi easing themselves down on stiff cocks with lush groans before beginning to ride.

The female levelers weren't much better, in fact they were arguably even more ravenous, frantically fingering themselves as they clutched at the equally horny succubi.

The succubi seemed incredibly pleased by this and Bane watched with interest as one gestured at their crotch and their clit expanded, swelling into their fingers and putting on mass, pushing past her hand as it reached six, then eight, then nine inches in length, a heavy throbbing mega clit which looked absurd on the relatively short succubi.

The girls lunged at it like starved animals, kissing and suckling at the sensitive thing as the other succubi around them grew their own clit based lengths.

Soon the girls were being spitroasted by the succubi, massively swollen clits easing into their eager mouths and dripping wet holes.

Sophia was fucking a gnome girl with her oversized clit, the pink haired gnome's belly bulging around the shaft pounding into her as Sophia used her like a cocksleeve, pounding the squealing gibbering gnome onto her bucking hips. Despite the other succubi being red skinned she had elected to remain as an elf.

Bane couldn't blame their eagerness, leveler or succubi; the humid hormonal mist affected all. He himself was barely holding back from launching himself at the heavy rear of the succubi in front of him. The miasma of the succubus den destroyed inhibitions, made everyone within revert to base instinct, hungry to sate deepest carnal desire. A den of depravity.

As he watched Sophia thrust home into the short stack gnome girl eliciting a scream of pleasure.

Of course with each gushy orgasmic release Sophia drew from the gnome, absorbing her. He watched as the wide hipped and heavy breasted gnome girl started to shrivel, her breasts shrinking and broad thighs thinning as the breasts of the succubi behind her swelled in size, pressing into her back.

By the time she was finished the gnome had lost height and thickness, and was lying limp and breathy in the succubi's lap, limp, but clearly very satisfied.

Sophia let out a little shiver and lazily pushed the gnome off her lap. She fell forward and slipped onto some of the cushions on the floor, her cunt letting out a little queef as nearly ten inches of fat pink clit slipped from her abused cunny, leaving her reddened puss slightly gaped.

"Fuuurk that's what I needed" groaned the elf succubi, fondling her new chest size.

"How many is that now?" growled Bane.

Her eyes flicked up at him, an eyebrow raising as she noticed his aroused state.

"My fourteenth leveler since you summoned me to this city as the first of my sisters. At first I thought you'd never manage to keep us all hidden, but going after gangs and the slummers and kidnapping with the bags, that's pretty smart. This fancy mansion of your helps a lot too."

She looked hungrily over his body. Very clearly wondering if he was on the menu as something she could drain.

Bane beckoned with one gauntleted hand and the succubus eagerly skipped forward, her clit shrinking back down and becoming a normal clit once more as she landed on him, crawling onto his torso, straddling him.

She bit her lip as she looked him over.

"Big. Not like the levelers we catch."

Bane hummed, his smooth metal fingers coming to rest on Sophia's lower back, caressing the shape, the divots around her spine.

Interestingly he could feel her quite clearly through the metal. It hadn't been hard to discover that the connection with his slime could be made two way, touch was only more nerve signals after all, and if he willed the slime to send them back then it would.

From the very first minute he had acquired this new metal prosthesis he had been working with it, practising, perfecting the connection. As he travelled with the Inquisitor to Florens the inside of the plate armour had been a constant maelstrom of moving shifting metal, making hundreds of spaces and shapes, warming and cooling, metal continually softening to butter and hardening to diamond, forming and reforming thousands and thousands of occult runes over the interior of the armour, learning touch, more, all hidden out of view. There was never a spare minute where Bane wasn't practising control, precision, domination of this new extension of his body.

It was more productive than he had expected, and his hopes for the slime's use despite being a crutch had risen. Perhaps it would be sufficient to mostly keep up with his ambition.

His gauntleted hand slipped downward, palming her globular rear, indecently round, her softness spilling between his fingers. He explored further, finger tips dipping below and underneath, pressing up between her thighs. He was rewarded with a squeak as her wet slit touched with the cool metal of his middle finger, drooling copiously over the digit. He pressed up, dipping the large thick thing inside, pressing expertly at her walls.

"Hnff. Y-you're pretty good at that."

Bane raised an eyebrow and then manipulated the shape of his finger, nobbles and ridges appearing, the metal softening becoming more pliable like rubber, warming to become more comfortable, rippling continually over her insides, scraping at her walls. He began to slowly ease his finger in and then out, finger fucking her from behind.

She clutched at his chest, fingers grasping at fur.

"That's! H-how are you d-doing that? Hnnnnn!!"

Bane was merciless, his other hand coming up and taking hold of her thigh, spreading her legs to give room for his other hand, letting him thrust from the wrist, then arm, first one finger then two stretching her around two digits modified to extract as much pleasure as possible from her sopping folds, palm slap slap slapping against her wobblning muff and buttocks as he pounded her, her juices splashing around his hand as his motions became so fast they were a blur, brutally finger fucking her. With a harem as large as the one he had sustained in Lynthia he had learned a certain swift ruthlessness in driving a girl past her past limits.

Sophia's voice rose into a scream, her back arching as her eyes rolled up, and with a messy wet sound she violently squirted over his front, long powerful sprays of pussy juice gushing over his abdomen.

In that moment he began to drain her, and her screaming redoubled as her pleasure rode unimaginably higher, her essence being pulled from her puss and drawn into the occult runes written up the inside of the armour, drawing her essence up the arm and delivering it to his body.

As her breasts began to shrink and she began to lose size and height Bane's living body began to grow, muscle tensing as it swelled and his torso expanded, growing as he drained her. Her pussy became increasingly tight around his fingers as she lost inches of height, only increasing her pleasure as his fingers continued to move.

And then it was done. The significantly smaller elf flopped against his chest limp as a ragdoll just as the gnome had, breaths coming heavy and fast.

"Wh-what did you do?!" she managed to get out between gasps.

Bane looked down at the succubi elf girl lying on his chest.

"I don't summon succubi out of the kindness of my heart and I never have. The first I ever summoned and fed, Erin, the entire reason I summoned her was to use her. I needed a way to reach beyond my level cap, and I knew succubi were able to become more powerful by taking from others, I wanted that. In the end I could not replicate the ability to take from any being as a succubi would, but I was close to being able to take from a succubi itself. With this demonic body it became effortless."

"Th-that's why you summoned so many of us? Dammit. You're lucky I just had the best orgasm of my freaking life or I would be super mad at you. As it is, I kinda want you to do that again…"

"You'll have to drain more levelers first," said Bane. He had his arm lifted and was examining it, the shapes of his two fingers shaped to extract pleasure from Sophia returning to how they had been. There was of course a small issue with having just grown his true body, that is his metal arms hadn't quite kept up with his growth and were a little out of proportion.

"But first I need you to fetch me what you thieved."

Sophia glared up at him from where she lay on his chest.

"Are you for real? Do you even know what you did to me? I can't feel my freaking legs!"

Bane tilted his head at her expectantly.

She huffed in response before turning her head and waving at one of the other succubi who was just finishing with a rather shrivelled looking male, a look of purest ecstasy on his face.

"Bring the stuff we stole, c'mon. The boss needs it."

The succubi, clearly quite happy to help the 'boss' grabbed hold of a box sitting on a nearby table and plopped it on the couch before hopping on with Bane and snuggling up at his side.

Bane flipped open the box revealing the contents, a collection of small ingots and jewellery, small because the metals they were made from were incredibly precious and rare. Stealing them hadn't been hard for the succubi, not even violet spectacles could see through a succubi's shape shifting and so his new succubi harem had found no issue impersonating metal workers and robbing blind a high end metal smithery.

His gauntlet came apart as the metal slime within oozed down onto the ingots. In moments the metal was sinking and flowing into the liquid chrome, the ingots and jewellery melting away. The slime shivered as it took the metal into it, the new alloys flowing throughout its form, up Bane's arm, into the spiderweb thin network of metal threads in his body and into the rest of his limbs. It was not a pleasant feeling, but within a few minutes the makeup of the metal had changed, becoming that much stronger, that much more potent, his limbs shifting size to better fit his organic form.

His hand reformed as it left the box, retaking the shape of a gauntleted hand.

In the time that he had been working on his body many of the succubi had finished their meals and had joined the succubi who had delivered the box, curling up on the couch and over his body as they napped off their meal. Only a few were still fucking the prey, their hunger driving them to drain ever more.

Bane held up his hand and rolled his fingers, the metal plates clicking smoothly together.

He focused for a moment, and then a little metal started to ooze from beneath the plate, a bulb that grew in size until it formed a sphere in his fingers, a sphere that began to imprint, occult runes appearing across its surface.

A dark ball of metal with a sinister look formed.

He pushed aside his eyepatch and carefully eased the metal ball into his empty eye socket. With a satisfied grumble he let the eyepatch slip back into place, hiding the metal eyeball from view. Perfection. Despite his troubles things were starting to look quite promising.

He lazed a hand down onto the nearest succubus, then slid his hand down to her heavy rear, fingers curling around to reach for her dripping wet cunny. More succubi joined him as they finished with their absorption, lazing and draping across him and other succubi as others collected around his groin. One of the thirstiest and largest eased herself down onto his length with a gasp as his other gauntlet found more puss.

All completely necessary of course.

He had a succubus harem to farm for growth.