Transmigrated Into an OnlyWomenRealm: the Amazons

"Who are you?"

"Put me down!"

"We can talk about this!"

"Please!"

Byron yelled at his captor anything that came to mind, but the thing didn't respond. It was focused on taking him away.

He watched helplessly as Alcippe, Penthesilea and the others became smaller and smaller as his captor flew both higher and further.

He tried to turn his head so he could at least take a glimpse of the abomination that had kidnapped him, but the thing had left him no chance to wriggle.

It hugged him from behind, its claws clasped on his belly so tight that he felt like suffocating.

No. He was actually suffocating!

He would have blamed the height if there wasn't a choking fragrance oozing from the creature, hot and intoxicating.

Byron was calling it a creature because he didn't want to imagine it in a humanoid form. He didn't want to have weird thoughts about the two, melon-like soft things which were pressing on his back.

Yes! He had heard one of Penthesilea's girls shouting that it was a succubus. Did it mean that those were breasts?

'No! No! What am I thinking? I can't allow myself to have dirty thoughts about someone… Something that's kidnapping me.'

He knew his system was almost useless and could not help him, but he summoned it anyway. It was time to see if Mind Manipulation could be of any use.

He tried to focus on it, but the dizziness caused by his captor's intoxicating fragrance consumed him.

Before he lost his consciousness, he heard a familiar voice whispering into his ears, almost like it was inside him. "Darling, don't worry! It will be over soon!"

'Where have I heard this voice before?' he wondered.

It was night when Byron woke up. Well, at least basing on the moonlight seeping through the windows and the candles.

He was in the bed, a pair of ruby eyes staring at him. These eyes belonged to a familiar redhead who sat on a chair beside the table.

Her face lit up with a smile when she saw he was awake.

"Darling, welcome to the real Themiscyra!" she said, rising to her feet.

Byron's eyes widened in surprise. "K-Keza?" he stuttered.

"Oh! I didn't know you knew my name," she exclaimed, putting her hand on her chest. "I'm flattered!"

Her voice was alluring… everything about her.

Byron was gonna ask her how come he was in Hippolyta's city, but he already knew the answer to that.

It was the succubus that kidnapped him that brought him there.

He still had questions though.

"Are you... Are you the succubus?" he asked.

Keza quickly summoned her crimson bat-like wings as she said, "Who else?"

The transformation was seamless, almost instant, and it was beyond Byron's comprehension.

"How?"

"My father was an incubus," explained Keza.

Byron didn't need any more explanation. Amazons were known to go around fucking. Her mother must have crossed paths with an incubus.

He had more questions to ask, but he wasn't that stupid. He had already pieced everything together and formed a coherent idea of what was going on.

Hippolyta said sorry to him before the succubus lifted him in the air. Meaning, she already knew what was gonna happen.

The succubus was Keza, her servant. They must have planned it before they came to Penthesilea's city.

That would explain why Hippolyta was suddenly alert when Byron mentioned Keza. She must have thought that he had found out their plans.

'I don't trust anyone!' he remembered Hippolyta's words.

'That lying bitch!' he gritted his teeth. Was any of the things she said true?

Was she even shy?

Sure, she was a virgin. That he knew very well. But what about everything else?

"So, what now?" Byron asked Keza with furry in his voice. "What are your plans for me? To become your prisoner? Your slave?"

Keza burst out laughing. She retracted both her wings and her horns... Heck, she now even had claws and her eyes were crimson red.

Simply, everything about her now marched the colour of her hair which seemed to obtain a glowing ethereal hue to it when she transformed into a succubus.

"Don't be silly, darling! We only want to have some fun. To give you what that bitch Penthesilea could not give you."

She grabbed his hand and placed it on her chest. "Have you ever felt anything like this?" she asked.

The heat and softness of her body roused something wild within him, but he wasn't going to fall for her seductive tricks.

He pulled his hand back and said, "You forget I already fucked you. There's nothing about you that I'm interested in. I've seen and felt it all."

He was right... And also not right.

True. He had seen her naked in the valley and felt the warm walls of her pussy wrap around his dick as she rode him.

However, that had only left him with longing. Everytime he thought about the redhead back in the valley, his heart raced.

Now he knew why. She was a succubus. She must have bewitched him or done whatever twisted things her kind did to men.

As for her, she giggled at his words, taking a step toward him. Before he knew it, she pushed her hand inside his pants and grabbed his dick.

"Are you sure you've felt it all?" she whispered to him.

Her elongated tongue licked his earlobe, a bit further inside. Byron found himself flinching. He had never felt anything like it.

"Hehe!" she giggled, high-pitched and a bit demonic. "Just as I thought! You've never felt anything like it. Very well, why don't you let me do some magic before the queen returns then?"

The Queen in question was Hippolyta, and Byron suspected she was still on the journey back from New Themiscyra.

After all, since she wasn't able to walk, Byron doubted she was able to ride faster.

Even if she could, the succubus was still faster since she had flown directly to the city without climbing hills or going around the mountains.

Byron tried to pull away from Keza's grasp, but the succubus held his dick like her life depended on it.

To make matters worse, she went on her knees, taking his dick out of his pants.

She smiled at him, demonic, then her mouth went wide.

She was about to suck it when the doors to the room fell open.

"Keza!" shouted Hippolyta.

The manupulative bitch was home.