Caracella towered over the other women I had seen in the hotel. Her vivid black hair layered with thin lines of subtle purple; her pinkish-red eyes matching. The long blue gown she was wearing accentuated her hourglass figure as she stared out of the window, her back to us. Once she became aware of our presence, she turned, revealing a deep cut originating from the navel. Her tits weren't as massive as Van's, but the sizable cleavage was still enough to make me salivate. And I had just had sex with Yumi.
"You too, Van?" Her voice was tight, raspy. Almost tired. Yet deep and seductive. She didn't need to switch on her sensuality like the woman beside me. No. Caracella, leader of the succubi, spoke like all the time.
"You too?" Van scoffed, "I'm not trying to take advantage here. It's the real deal. I found him in the wild. Honestly, for you to think I'd fall that far, I'm disappointed."
"Even I would've been. If you had fallen that far, that is." Caravella walked up to me and put her hand on my chin, turning my head left to right and analyzing me like a product. Even so, it didn't feel wrong or overwhelming. Her soft fingers digging into my face were a source of joy.
Van crossed her arms and waited for the leader to be done with me. A turn there, a turn here, and a full spin around me later, Caracella finally walked back to the center of her room and sat down on a chair. I kept standing where I was, unable to move. Quite literally. It took me a second to realize, but her touching me had led to paralysis somehow. I couldn't even feel a single bone or muscle in my body.
"You might actually be right. Where did you even find him?"
"The human version of our hotel. Makes sense, don't you think? Of course, we don't know why exactly he was able to see me. But he's a human male. Those were the only requirements, yes?" Van asked.
"That, you are spot on about. As long as he is willing, there is nothing stopping us from actually going through with our plans. But only if he is willing. I don't think any of it will work with spells alone."
"Oh. You want him under his own full control?"
"Van?" Caracella sighed and crossed her legs, "Did you subordinate him?"
"Oh come on, Cara. You didn't think I'd bring him here without doing it, did you?"
What were they even talking about? I looked at the one beside me, then her tits, then het face again. What did she even mean by subordinate?
"Wha-what did you do to me?" I asked, just a little bit of fear setting in.
Van touched my chest and answered, "Don't blow it out of proportion, human. Nothing much. Just put you under a simple seduction spell. It's why you've been so uncontrollably desperate to fuck for a while. In our world, that effect applies automatically if it isn't present on someone. You'd die a dog if those twenty of us you saw as soon as you entered laid a spell on you. Easier to have you locked on a certain level of libido for a while."
And suddenly, a lot made sense. I wasn't going to say that Van's tits didn't turn me on. Or that Yumi's ass wasn't always going to be worth a grab. I especially wasn't going to deny the unbothered sexiness of Caracella. But all I had thought about since seeing them was if I could fuck them or not. And that was certainly a step far. I wasn't one to just thirst over every single woman I saw. It was almost a relief to know that it all stemmed from the fact that it was their nature as succubi to attract men. Suddenly, once Van took her hand off me, I felt a rush of energy. As if something that has been taken from me was returned.
"Could you immunize him, Cara?"
"Of course, dear." Caracella said, addressing me next "Come over here, won't you?"
I reluctantly took steps forward. With the spell lifted, I felt a sense of caution approaching any of these people. Even Van, who I had had blind trust in till now for whatever reason, was someone I felt more aware about. These were still monsters who thrived on sexual predation. It would be very possible for them to have lied about everything to lock me up in a dungeon somewhere and take advantage. Sure, all the sex had be blinded for a second, but I'm sure I wouldn't think of it the same way if it was nonconsensual. Cara's hand reached out as I got close enough, and reached for my forehead. Then, she started whispering something in an unfamiliar language. I gulped, hoping it wasn't something harmful.
When she stopped, I expected myself to react in some manner. But nothing happened. She pulled herself back and explained, "That should make you resistant to any of our unnatural attraction."
"Yeah, that does not help at all. What does that even mean?" I looked at her, and then back at Van. If you asked me, the two of them still looked just as sexy as they did before. If one of them promised me a reward once more, I wasn't sure if I wouldn't blindly follow their instructions to get it.
"You should be able to think straight. Normally, I ask you to jump out of the window for me, and you'd do it without question. But if you do it now that you have immunity, you'd be...what's that term? Thinking with your dick? Got your brain between your legs?" Cara smiled.
Such a helpful, sweet person.
"Oh."
"Essentially," Van put her hand around my shoulder and brought my head down to rest on her breasts, "you've gained the extremely rare ability of thinking twice before making a stupid move. Wanna go at it with Yumi again?"
Oh, Yumi. I did not move my face. For now, she clearly wasn't gonna hurt me, so might as well take advantage. I thought about Yumi. That wasn't very smart, was it? A random succubus walks up and starts fucking you without any questions. Returning the favor and letting her go wild was probably not a smart answer to that. I could see why quite clearly. But then again, she didn't actually do anything harmful. Just like Cara had actually helped me just now. There could be a few bad apples, but until this moment, the three I had been introduced to had been alright.
"Maybe tomorrow? Only if she's down for it, of course." I spoke directly into her cleavage. She clicked her tongue and pulled my head up.
"Are you sure that shit worked, Cara?" Van looked at me.
"Wrong question, Vanessa. The right one is if I think this is our man. The answer to that is yes." Cara laughed.
"Yeah, about that. Why the hell am I here in the first place?" I looked at the leader for answers.
Cara rested her chin on her hands, and softened her eyes, "We want you to bring us our food. As many humans as you can, as fast as you can. All those succubi outside? Think of them as running on a diet. It's not going to kill us, but our strength could be multiplied tenfold. And that can only happen with more and more sex."
"And, uh, it is in my favour to help all of you get stronger because...?" I looked at both of them to judge their expressions, "Look, I love the whole concept of your species and everything as long as you don't subscribe to kill your prey philosophy. But I still don't think it'd be very cool to have a succubus plague unleashed on my world because I helped you get stronger."
"Tch." Van said, "Just how a human would think. Not everything is about your race. As far as we are concerned, all of you are nothing more than a parallel world meant to be fed on. Our lands are good enough for us. It's just that we need the strength right now, for our own reasons, and we can harvest that only from you."
Cara continued, "You see, our world went through a massive war just a few years ago. Every single monster species on the planet chose a side and fought for almost two decades to win. Once it all ended, the ones who lost were dealt with in different manners. Some were wiped from existence, some were allowed to live normally with the new rulers, while some were imprisoned. Like us. They do not care if we live or die, because in the end, our entire species is dependant only on mankind. We cannot be attracted to monsters. For that, they were ready to kill us.
"But then someone mentioned how it didn't matter if we liked the monsters or not. It didn't take away from how we looked. They still had the option of taking us whenever they wanted. It would be shortsighted to let all that beauty go to waste. They intended to turn us into their slaves, and to that end, they sealed us all into this place."
"That...sounds horrible." I wasn't sure what to say. It wasn't like I didn't feel bad for them. I really did. But I'd been through listening to someone's issues before, and still didn't know how to respond other than saying the cliche stuff, "I'm sorry."
"You have no reason to be." Van's voice changed. A third version this time. Not a normal woman, not a seductive monster, but something much more human. A suble mesmerising honestly to it, "They didn't actually use us. If they did, our anger would still be alive. We wouldn't be happily living our lives in these corridors. If they had made us cry, we would've fought back harder than ever before. And they knew that, I think. After sealing us in, they decided to forget. For eight years, we've been in here with nothing to do. We live, we eat, we survive. But the food is limited, and the seal cannot be broken without a massive surge of energy. We're just...here. With nothing to truly do."
Now that, was bad.
It was an unfair comparison, but I knew what she meant. It was how I had been until I managed to beg one of my friends to get me this job. Doing absolutely nothing meaningful, just existing day after day after day. There was nothing inherently wrong about it, but that didn't mean it felt right. It was sickening to not feel like I was contributing in some way. To live like that for even a year had been enough to drive me insane. These people had gone through it for eight.
"What exactly do you want me to do for you all?" I asked, "You said bring you humans, but how? Wasn't it a big deal that I was able to see Van?"
"Call me Vanessa, human. Only my closest friends call me Van. Got it?"
"Oh, I see. Sorry about that, Vanessa. And in return, how about you use my name too? It's Al, for Alex. Cause, you know, I love being a human, but you wouldn't like me to call you succubus all the time, would you?" I told Van. Sure, I couldn't call her that out loud, but this wasn't out loud.
"Al, nice to meet you." Cara adopted it first, "As for your side of the deal. Let me elaborate. The monster world overlaps with the human world. We have common landmarks that exist in both of them because of their importance. The hotel you work at is one of these places. Through that overlap, we can harness powers to teleport anywhere in your world, but our connection gets weaker. So when we fuck someone and come back, the energy is lost in teleportation. We do it in your hotel, and the energy we gain a million times more powerful and concentrated. That's what I mean by bringing us food. Not in our world, but yours. Bring more people into your hotel, and let us have sex with them as we please."
I was speechless.
Out of everything that happened to me today, that might have been the most impossible thing to believe. After all of that, this is what she wanted me to do? Run a successful hotel business when I was nothing more than a bell boy?
"I like the idea. I really do. But how do you ever expect me to achieve that? I'm not really someone important in that place. I'm the lowest of the low in there."
"So what?" Van leaned in, "You know all those stories of people going to cafes to see just one waitress cause she looks hot? Apply the same principle. You become someone unforgettable, and people will come. If not for the hotel, they will come for you. For that very, very hot guy who works there as a bell boy. Then you can take it from there. Slowly move up, take more control, and give us everything we need."
"And in return...?"
"Um, you get business?" Cara seemed confused, "I thought that much would be obvious? More guests is still more guests, no matter why you're bringing them there. It's quite a bit of money."
"Yeah, but as a bell boy, I'm not seeing a lot of it. I'll still get paid in scraps, so I can't equate the hotel's success to my own."
Straight. In. The. Hoop.
Homerun.
I could clearly see what was coming next. Even the bare minimum would do. The salary i got was low, but enough for me to scrape by. If I got what I wanted here, then it would solve the only other problem I had. And who better to solve it than one of them.
"You won't do it just because you're kind and thoughtful, then?" Cara asked, sighing.
I waited to see if she said more, but she didn't. She wanted an answer. And I couldn't give it. I had really hoped they'd reach the conclusion of what was on my mind on their own. How had they not?
"Then we'll just have to give you what you're asking for, no?" Van got close to my neck and started breathing into it. Her tongue once more tracing my skin. I closed my eyes and waited for the next words, "So, how about this new deal, Al? You give us what we want. And in return...we give you life. You don't do what we want, you fucking die. How about that?"
My eyes stayed closed. Yup. If I never opened them, they'd never see my entire expression. The answer to all of life's problems. Just ignore they exist.
Cara laughed, "No, we won't. Open your eyes, Al."
Goddess.
I opened them and looked at her. Van's tongue was still on my neck, but paused at a single place.
The leader has a smile on her face, "Not unless you give us a very good reason to. As for your reward, I can guess what you want. But I can't promise you anything. As Van must've made clear, we don't live for sex. It's just something we need to do to stay alive. Not all of us are like dear Yumi. Most of us aren't, actually. So how about this instead? You can enter this world when you wish. Van can teach you the particulars. You come here, you're free to talk to whoever you want. If things work out, nobody's stopping you. Indulge yourself to your heart's content. We won't stop you, but we won't actively do anything to service your desires."
So ultimately the reward for helping them get more people to fuck and extract energy from was the opening of a whole new section of a dating app?
Not the worst deal ever. If I could pop in here whenever, it wasn't all that bad. Even if all of them weren't like Yumi, it didn't mean that Yumi wasn't like Yumi. I could always ask her things whenever I pleased. And if I found more of them, then a wonderful harem. Oh, to dream!
"So, Al? Can we count on you to help us out?" Cara asked.
I considered all of it. There was nothing that made me feel like I didn't want to help them. I empathized with their situation. It didn't seem like they killed their prey, so the guests probably wouldn't actually be harmed. There was no downside to the whole situation. Only benefits for all involved. Helping them would make me feel better too. Also, Yumi's ass was magnificent, of course.
"You bet."