Suc(cubu)s to be you

Desiderata looked at the setting sky, seeing the sun slowly set. “I think we should set up camp soon. It’s going to be nighttime in less than an hour from now.”

“Yeah, I suppose you’re right.” Answered Emily. “Lucile and Talrach, you two set the tents. Helena and me forage in the south. Integra, Desiderata and Tara forage up north.”

“Got it.” Said Tara, as the group split up.

“Gods, how long is this going to take?” Groaned Clarisse, her head buried in her hands.

“Patience, my Bandit Queen.” Said Integra, as she charged her mana in the circle. “These circles already use a lot of magic, and this one was already running low.”

“We better not lose them because of this!” Complained Collette.

“There’s barely anything here to find.” Said Tara, hopelessly search for food.

“I know, I can’t find anything on my end either.” Said Integra, while looking around. “Say, where is our succubus friend?”

“I, huh? Where did she go?” A soft pleasant humming was heard by the two, near a small waterfall. She walked towards the singing, to witness a naked Desiderata cleansing herself in the water. “Desiderata? What are you doing, we’re supposed to be looking for food, not bathing!”

Hearing this, she combed her hair with hands and locked eyes with the women. She slowly stepped towards Integra. “Desiderata?”

She softly stroked Integra’s chin, before kissing her on the mouth. She looked at the blushing woman, before moving her hands towards her breasts.

"MOM! Stop it!" Another Desiderata showed up as she shouted at the other Desiderata as she batted away the latter's hands from Integra's breasts. The younger succubus gave a mortified look towards Integra as she said, "I am sooo sorry about that, Ms. Integra!"

“Desiderata? There’s two of you?” Asked a confused Tara.

“I’ll explain everything! This here is my mother, Chavera.”

“It’s a pleasure meeting my daughter’s… consorts.” Chavera made a short bow, kissing Tara’s hand.

And briefly licking her fingers.

“MOM!”

“Calm down, dear.” Chavera collected herself before facing her daughter. “Where have you been? Your brothers and sisters and I haven’t heard heard from you in ages!”

“I’m terribly sorry about.” Desiderata averted her gaze. “I’ve been… busy.”

“Please tell me that you’ve finally at last lost your vir-“

“Can we talk about that privately?!” Interrupted the young succubus.

“Fine, as you wish. Gods, the young are so prudish today. Me and your siblings made camp not so far from here. Why don’t you guys stay the night?”

“Of course. Thank you… ma’am.” Said a still flustered Integra, as she got the others.

“Thank you for your hospitality, miss Chavera. I hope we don’t take up to much space.”

“Don’t you worry about that, dear.”

Soon after, the group reached the camp.

An ginormous mile wide camp with more then hundreds of tents.

“How many siblings did you say you’ve had, Desiderata?” Asked a shocked Tara.

“Six hundred and thirty-seven.” Answered Desiderata.

“A very average amount for a succubus.” Added Chavera.

The group walked into the camp, seeing various naked succubi and incubi eyeing the heroes. It’s was a rather surreal sight, seeing hundreds of identical men and women.

“Isn’t this going to be really confusing?” Asked Emily. “How do we know who we’re talking to?”

“Hmm, good point. How about this?” Said Chavera, as she snapped her fingers while looking at the heroes. “This ought to solve that.”

Slowly, every succubi and incubi turned into their true forms. Chevera herself turning into a tall, slender woman with light purple skin. Her long black hair covering her double D’s and two antelope horns came out of her forehead. She grew a devils tail and her demon wings grew from her back.

Desiderata turned into a slim young woman, with a light pink-ish skin. While she too grew the tail and wings, she had B cups, tiny horns that barely reached over her head, and a short black hair.

“I’ve granted you six the ability to see a succubi’s true form. Beautiful, isn’t it? Oh, and Desiderata, mind if I speak with you in my tent.”

Desiderata gulped, grabbing her wrist tightly. “Of course, mom.”

Inside the tent, Desiderata asked; “So, what did you to discuss?”