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The Making of a Queen.

By: Lapsa/Kiki

It was that time of year again; Kiki found herself at yet another odd job to fill in the gap between the tourist seasons. She managed to snag a very interesting job this time around though, something that was sure to keep her interest until she could return to the resort as a waitress. A lab had opened up on the island; some research group that was studying some of the local life on the island, fauna and flora alike. Kiki herself didn't know anything about biology or any of that, but she loved nature and knew the island just as well as anyone else.

She was hired by them as one of the people to go out and collect samples; it wasn't that hard, after all. Only a short week of training about properly handling the things she collected and she was 'out on the field'. She loved it! She got to go all over the island, usually with one or two other scientists to collect various flowers, fungi, bugs, even small animals. Some of them she had never seen before, being hidden away in caves or only coming out at certain times of the year or day.

Things went well, each day brought her new adventures and discoveries about her home. She was even allowed to access the research papers the scientists prepared free of charge, she couldn't understand most of the more technical speech, but it fascinated her none-the-less.

This quick trail of discoveries didn't last though; the scientists caught wind, through old legends and lore from the island natives, that there was or used to be a very rare species of bee on the island that were known to produce massive amounts of very sweet honey. They had never been seen since the pre-colonial days. They were believed to have all been killed off back then, but someone claimed to have recently seen them, and thus the task lay on Kiki to go out and find them.

They were believed to be dangerous; people were known to disappear around the massive hives, usually located in caves. Though no one ever investigated to know for sure, no one argued with the assumption that the poor souls had died. This didn't scare Kiki at all though. The scientists gave her some equipment to take with her, and assurances that it would help her stay safe should she find them. That combined with the zeal of learning and discovery she had gotten during the job.

With a few last words of advice she gathered up the equipment and set off. The rest of the day was spent going all over the island, looking in caves, sinkholes, and even long abandoned structures in the middle of the jungle for any sign of this elusive species of bee. It wasn't until she was about to give up all hope of keeping up her daily record of finding something new when she came across an almost hidden cave entrance. It was barely big enough for a fur to fit through, but around the edges there was a glisten that caught her attention. Honey!

Her heart leapt with joy, she might've just found the bees. She hastily opened up the case, going for the suit. As she took it out she quickly realized, much to her dismay, that it was far too big for her to be able to wear it into the cave. She put it back in the case and closed it, looking at the small entrance for a few minutes before letting out a sigh.

"For science!"

She said to herself, giving herself some motivation to crawl through into the cave in only her short shorts and shirt. She figured if anything went down she could always put the bee suit on inside the cave itself in an emergency.

The entrance tunnel went on for a good five feet before letting out into a large cool chamber, completely dark. Kiki lit her flashlight up, revealing a massive structure of bee sized honeycombs, mostly empty, some sections half-filled and capped off. It was quite a sight, she could barely believe that there was a species of bee that could produce such a large hive. To fill up an entire cave was a feat.

She wondered to herself how many there must be, thousands? Millions? She felt a hint of fear inside her as she went on, though it faded the longer she went without seeing any bees. Instead, curiosity replaced it. More chambers filled with honeycombs, each separated by short small tunnels barely big enough for her to fit through.

After an hour's worth or running around in the network, backtracking and having to go back all over again, she managed to come to a chamber different from the rest. The walls were lined with combs, but these were filled with eggs, millions. Something struck her as odd though, not a single bee in sight, she couldn't hear a single buzz either. Surely they couldn't have just up and abandoned their nest, could they?

She walked around, exploring the chamber and thinking to herself for a while. It was so strange, shouldn't there be a queen, and workers? All her questions were about to be answered, her thoughts interrupted suddenly by a dull buzzing. It quickly grew louder, and louder. Before the vixen could fully register the noise and dive for her equipment it was too late, a swarm of the larger than usual bees filled the chamber. She yelped and desperately swatted at them, thinking they were going to view her as an intruder.

She continued to panic and scream as they landed on her, the vixen mistaking the prickly legs as bites or stings and adding jumps and leaps to her dance. The bees quickly adapted to the aggression in their own way though. One of her screams was cut short by a bee flying right into her mouth, landing on her tongue. Instinctively she bit down on it, tasting both the insect, and something else. A thick sweet sugary liquid.

She spit it out, only to have another bee fly into her maw as soon as an opening was available, once again, sweet liquid flooding her mouth as she bit down. Again and again the bees went along this strange self-sacrificial path, until she was starting to feel a bit odd, her entire body felt hot. She had trouble standing, her flailing causing her to struggle to keep her balance and eventually fall over in a dazed stupor.

Even as she lay there the bees didn't stop completely. The vixen couldn't even fully pry her mouth shut now as another bee came over, smearing her lips with the sweet honey and causing her body to force her to open her mouth for the intruder. At least a dozen more bees fed her, unloading their honey before flying off, leaving the vixen to try to spit it out, though her body fought her, craving the sweet sweet liquid. Her struggling started to fade as well, her mind so clouded and her body feeling uncomfortably hot, even more so as bees started to clump onto her.

"G-get off....s-so hot......g-get off me stupid bugs...."

She could feel the uncomfortable legs crawling across her body as she grew more and more helpless to fight them. At least now the bees had stopped force feeding her the honey, though now their efforts seemed to be centered on covering the vixen. Slowly most of her torso and legs disappeared into the buzzing mass, then something stranger still. She began to move, they were carrying her now.

"N-no...."

She weakly struggled again, though all it did was cause the bees to feed her more honey, leaving her mind even more addled, and her mouth dripping slowly with the thick substance. She was left helpless and barely aware as she was slowly carried to what she assumed was her demise.

On and on they carried her until she was brought to a dip in the floor filled with fresh beeswax, with little regard for themselves they took inside it, several sinking into the pool as the vixen herself sunk. She struggled again, even weaker than before, grunting and mumbling, letting out a few whimpers. The bees kept on, ignoring her pleas and struggles, quickly working to harden the beeswax and to move her arms into the mix as well. Within a few minutes she was trapped in the hard material, arms held behind her back and legs spread apart.

The next task for the bees seemed to be getting rid of her clothing, a hard task for one bee, but the swarm worked together to chew off her shorts, shirt, then bra and panties. The vixen whimpered as she felt thousands of tiny bugs work at the job; letting out a gasp as the honey started to awaken a different kind of heat inside her. As she felt those prickly legs on her now exposed fur and flesh she couldn't help but moan, a sickening arousal flooding her thoughts. If that wasn't bad enough for the vixen the bees seemed to detect this; some pushing against her pussy, spreading her walls and buzzing inside of her like living vibrators.

Again she whimpered, moaned, and struggled against the unwanted attention. The bees were barely perturbed by her though, they now started to go into her holes, both her pussy and tailhole. She moaned, whimpering as she couldn't help but feel aroused. Her struggling was cut short though, the bees had enough of the vixen's reluctance.

Without much warning a bee crawled into her ear, making her shake her head from side to side as best she could to try to get him out to no avail. It began to buzz, making her yelp and struggle more. The buzzing seemed to echo in her head, drowning out her other thoughts. Minutes went by, she felt the buzzing grow louder, drilling deeper and deeper into her mind. She fought, but there was nothing she could do. With a final whimper she let her resistance fade, shaken loose by the buzzing that continued to echo even without the bee in her ear.

The vixen took a look down at her lower end now, struggling to see in the position she was in. Her entire lower half was covered in a mass of bees, holes obscured from her view, though she could definitely feel what was happening beneath the swarm. She moaned again, tilting her head towards the ceiling once more, letting her tongue loll out of her maw.

The bees took this as a signal, another coming to feed her honey. This time she didn't resist, instead letting it unload its honey before she slurped it up, leaving the worker to fly off unharmed. She was starting to get addicted to the taste already, enjoying the high addled sensation it put over her mind, a literal buzzing still echoing in her thoughts.

By now her hole was packed with bees, she could feel them moving inside of her. They started carrying in larva and honey into her. She didn't care anymore though, it felt so good to the honey-addled vixen. Her belly slowly grew bigger and bigger as they packed themselves inside, shaping her body to their needs slowly. Next she felt something strange against her nipples.

Looking down once more a few workers were filling her breasts with the sweet honey she craved, she let out a moan, letting her tongue loll out again, honey dripping from her tongue...and by the time they were done at her breasts, nipples as well. Having honey directly put into her both below and above only served to put her more under its intoxicating effects.

Minutes, maybe hours passed. Her limbs beneath the beeswax began to tingle and burn slightly, though she was far too caught up in moans of pleasure to pay much mind. By now the bees had all but vanished into her holes; a few peering out as guards, helping to part the walls to let others in or out. She also found herself with a makeshift crown now, crudely carved from beeswax, she hadn't felt it be put on her head, but it managed to draw amusement from her buzzing mind.

More time passed, she didn't know or care how much. Time wasn't relevant to her as she was left in the bindings the bees had made for her. By now her body had changed, an effect from the honey and special care by the bees to her. Her head now sported a set of antenna that she twitched occasionally, as well as the crown from before now having been reinforced with beeswax, almost shining as if it was made of gold. Wings now sprouted from her back as well, fragile for now, but they would soon harden up into a powerful enough appendage to lift the vixen. Though, these were probably the most subtle change the bees had made to her body.

Her breasts had been filled with yet more honey, now a cup-size larger and much heavier from the ordeal. Around her neck there was now a fluffy scarf of yellow hair growing from her, a matching feature with the bees that she now began to adore. They hadn't stopped with adding things though or merely filled her holes and breasts. Her tail was changed now too, being more like that of an actual bee's behind. She had felt it change, become more rigid. The fur grew shorter as well, and soon the bees had begun shaping it into a large bee-butt for their catch, adding onto the former pure vixen's hybrid appearance.

She looked over what changes she could and smiled, thoughts still filled with buzzes, though now she could swear they were voices. They called her queen, asked her questions, made her suggestions, waited for her orders. It was overwhelming at first, but now she could focus on them. She was ready to accept the role they had made her into.

With a grunt she pulled her limbs free from the beeswax; though she was surprised to find not the soft fuzzy limbs she came in with, but instead from her elbows and knees on she now had a black chitin, thick but flexible. She moved her arms and hands, admiring the shiny black now covering them before flopping herself down on the floor of the cave, legs spread as the hive buzzed around her.

"So this is what you all did to those that disappeared...." She giggled to herself, holding out her hand for a bee to land on.

"Seems like more of a blessing than a curse; it feels so good, and you've given me a new, better body and mind."

She sat for a few seconds, looking at the bee, mulling over not only her own thoughts, but that of her entire hive. She knew what she had to do now, the buzzes suggesting, asking, and begging.

"Very well...We'll need to get more hive maidens, new recruits to help the hive grow and expand...come my daughters, follow your queen!" She stood up, a flurry of buzzing around and in her as the bees rejoiced.

"I know just the place to find them..."

The End