This story is based on my short game "Succubus Draining Maze", but requires no knowledge of it to enjoy.
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Chaos mages had an unfortunate habit of acting chaotically, and Charles, a level 40 chaos mage, was no different. The annual chaos mage meeting was here, and he was gonna get wasted tonight.
He muttered the passphrase, allowing him to open the front door of the Archmage's Travelling Tower; it was ten feet tall and five feet wide on the outside, but the size of a castle on the inside. And the first room in the tower, of course, was the banquet hall; a glorious place with splendid rave lighting, enough delightful plush seating for fifty people, and most importantly, air conditioning.
"Look what I brought!" Charles said, holding a basket containing eight bottles of wine.
The twenty mages gathered around the banquet hall, who had all brought about that much alcohol each, cheered to see their stockpile added to.
Archmage Elveqirax spoke, and there was silence. "Now that the last of our group is here... Let the drinking begin!"
There was rapturous applause.
Everyone got to mixing cocktails; Charles decided to pour some of every type of alcohol into a big jug and then drink it. What was the worst that could happen?
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Charles woke up naked in a reddish cave. His head felt like it had been clawed by death raccoons. His eyesight was blurry, and he could barely see what was going on in the dimly lit red rock tunnel. And if his liver could speak, it would have screamed in agony; instead it just ached in horrible pain.
The last thing he remembered was... his buddy Rutherford doing some sick card tricks, and then Archmage Elvequirax took his pants off and asked everyone to check out his "elemental quarterstaff"... Then the rest was blank.
...Honestly, it was more of a wand than a quarterstaff, if his memory was accurate.
His vision slowly improved as his eyes adjusted to both the dim light and his own poisoning from numerous mundane and magical alcoholic beverages. He was at one end of a tunnel, and at the other end was a T-shaped intersection: the worst kind of intersection.
On the ground in front of him were a few healing potions, in addition to a note. He picked it up and read it...
"Dear Idiot Wizard Or Whatever: Aha! This is why you don't get drunk at parties; you might do something stupid, like summon and bargain with succubi!"
He didn't remember any of that. Well, he remembered getting drunk, but not summoning anything.
"Well, you should be in tip-top shape for the contest! You do remember signing up for that, right? Succubi all over the Six Hundred and Thirty-Seven Hells are watching this, so make sure to put on a good show!"
Contest... the hells... succubi... was this the damn Succubus Maze Event? That thing they tricked gullible idiots into joining? He knew the contest well; the events were the subject of many hentai magazines.
"Our team of random dungeon generator succubi put a lot of work into constructing this maze for you. Is it fair? We have literally no idea! They rolled dice and built whatever the dice told them to. If it turns out to not be fair, then good luck lmao."
Crap. It wasn't just the usual Succubus Maze Event. It was an entirely randomly generated Succubus Maze Event.
"Anyway, your goal is simple. Get out of the maze, and we give you a huge pile of gold and free succubus whores. Get subdued by the guardian succubi, and you get a huge pile of level draining and you become their sex toy instead. Good luck! Sincerely, the succubi."
He put the note down and drank one of the healing potions; it was cherry flavored, but more importantly, it immediately alleviated some of his dehydration and pains. He was still thirsty, but the worst of it was gone.
Afterward, his mind was in a usable enough state to realize what he was in. Great. Succubi had level draining powers; a night's sleep could reverse it, but not if you were drained down to level 0! His freedom and magical power were on the line here.
There wasn't anything to do but try to escape. Thankfully, level 40 was a pretty high level; the usual Succubus Maze Event participant was around level 20, and they'd often make it about two thirds of the way through before succumbing to succubi. The hentai magazines went into great detail on that. He was sure he'd be fine.
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Charles awkwardly carried his potions around as he tried to navigate the maze of tunnels and formulate a strategy. Plus, there was the problem of his dick; being naked in a maze with an unknown number of succubi in it made him occasionally shiver with arousal, and he did not want to be erect.
Eventually, he came up with a strategy.
The strongest succubi were at the end, so he'd save his once per day casting of Explode Demon for one of them. Early on, he'd try to be conservative with his spells, using primarily his infinite-use Chaos Spear. It was a potent spell with highly random damage, but on average, it was great.
He set his potions down when he reached a wooden door. It was locked. He peeked through the keyhole to try and glimpse what was inside.
A drinking fountain! Stainless steel, and the perfect height for him to bend down slightly and take a sip. Just the thing for his lingering thirst. He cast Chaos Spear on the door's lock, getting a good damage roll of 46 and shattering it into countless hot and frozen pieces. The door creaked open from the force of the impact.
Beyond was an empty cave room with nothing but that drinking fountain. He slowly approached it. The plastic button beckoned for his touch, and the stainless steel nozzle looked like it had never been used.
He bent down and moved his head forward...
...and the illusion shattered, and his face planted right into a succubus's chest.
Her arms wrapped around his back, and he struggled to break free.
"Oh," the succubus said, "Somebody's thirsty. Why not have a drink of me? I won't ask for much in return..."
"Grahhhh!" Charles said as he tried to break out. The shout empowered him enough to finally slip out of her grasp.
He hopped backwards with a Leaping Gust spell, and got a good look at the succubus.
She was naked, with a long black tail, black wings, and black horns. Her long, purple hair was ever so slightly wavy, and her huge breasts would have been tempting if this were any other situation. Well, maybe they were still a little tempting now...
The succubus opened her mouth to speak, and Charles cast a Chaos Spear at her... for 2 points of damage. Probably not even enough to get past a demon's defense.
She looked down at her unharmed stomach and wiped off the ice chunk that had formed there.
"Darling," she said, "Do you really need to try violence? Just listen to my words, and come closer again... My chest is always here for you."
Something about her voice was wrong. It was so... alluring.
He managed to resist the temptation and cast Chaos Spear again, critically hitting for 125 damage. She exploded in a miniature mushroom cloud that lingered for a moment before dissipating into an ash pile. Charles didn't feel bad for her; she'd be fine, succubi always respawned after a while.
First succubus down, countless more to go. He was feeling pretty confident; even after falling for one of their traps, he still got out completely unscathed.
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After walking around for a while, he saw a peculiar poster on the cave wall. He couldn't help but read it...
"Free blowjob!" it said, with an arrow pointing to a two inch wide hole in the cave wall. He peeked inside, and a succubus crouched on the other side waved to him.
He cast Chaos Spear into the hole for 33 damage and then ran away. There was no way he'd fall for that.
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After an unfortunate encounter with a pit full of sharks, Charles was getting tired of wandering through the maze. There were hardly any succubi in here. Where were they?
He turned a corner and a brass trident sailed past his face and stuck into the wall. He turned to see who threw it.
A muscular succubus, nude and two feet taller than him, loomed over him.
"Hmph," she said. "I thought for sure that would hit you."
He cast Chaos Spear, getting a great 60 damage off on her, but unfortunately, it wasn't enough to take her out; not even close.
"As a succubus warrior, it is my duty to pin you down and fuck you. So I'll do that."
With the straightforward explanation of her motives out of the way, she charged at Charles with her arms outstretched, trying to go for a hugging tackle.
Charles had a split second to think. Another Chaos Spear? That wouldn't stop her. He cast Dark Ray with one of his high level spell slots, sending a black beam of energy towards her.
And he missed. Charles had no time to admire the antimatter explosion that had annihilated a hole in the wall; she tackled him to the ground, and he landed with a thud.
"Now hold still," she said. "You'll feel better once I'm done."
She grabbed his arms, pinning them down by the wrists as her weight pressed down on his legs. Her wet pussy lowered, coming closer and closer to his erection.
Finally, the tip of his erection entered her pussy, and he felt the power slowly being pulled from him.
A mental ping entered his mind.
Level 40 -> 39! Unable to cast Explode Demon. Unable to cast Tier 5 spells. 10 Max HP lost.
There went his once per day casting of his best spell. He should have just cast it on her...
He tried frantically to cast something, anything, as her hands kept intervening to interrupt his spellcasting.
Level 39 -> 38! 10 Max HP lost.
She kept thrusting, and arousal filled him.
Level 38 -> 37! Tier 4 spell slot lost. 10 Max HP lost.
This was bad... He had to escape. Arousal was filling him, and arousal just made the level draining worse...
Level 37 -> 35! Unable to cast Arcane Empowerment. Tier 4 spell slot lost. 20 Max HP lost.
He resorted to his quickest and easiest to cast spell; Chaos Jolt. An arc of electricity radiated from his hands, shocking her briefly; the 8 damage wasn't a ton, but it was just enough to disrupt the grip of her hands, letting him move just enough to cast Recoiling Blast. The shockwave emerged from his hand, sending the succubus flying off his dick and against the ceiling at high speed for 90 damage; there was a shocked look in her eyes, and then she exploded into a cloud of ash.
With the threat gone, he took a deep breath, which was unwise given all the ash in the air. He coughed vigorously, stood up, and then found a better place to take a deep breath. He drank a healing potion, since he was bruised up from the tackle.
Five of his levels were gone, and his dick was hard. But there wasn't anything to do but move on.
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