Chapter 143. Queen Bees

We ended up spending the rest of the day explaining our lives to Abelha and how we all spent our days. She was rather surprised by how relaxed we all were. Apparently, she was expecting us to struggle a lot with actually living together.

This was not helped by Madu saying that we all have something that bonds us together. She was, of course, not referring to the Deeds.

The Queen Bee was most surprised by the trespassing reward when it was mentioned and asked us to lie about something on multiple occasions so she could test that the ring was still working. A handy thing about that we found out with that testing was that she could tell when Madu was trying to lie by speaking French. This didn't help if no one knew what she was saying, but it was interesting.

After that, we had speculated what her room would look like, with the consensus being that it would probably take on the hexagonal pattern of the hives I was familiar with, just on a much larger scale.Abelha was most excited about that, even though she tried to hide it.

She did make sure to reiterate that I needed to show I could defend her before she would allow me to impregnate her, even with this special room. Though she did admit that being able to turn into a Dragon would count towards that, so I didn't think it would take that long. I just needed to be able to teach her guard's.

Again, the question of whether I'd be female if I turned into an all-female species came up, or if I'd just have a dick even though they shouldn't have one? Both options were equally as amusing, with Voras offering to help teach me how to weave while Madu offered to show me what a Lamia breeding ball without males looks like.

"Come on, Maître de mon corps. It's not like I can get you pregnant at all. It's just a bit of harmless fun."

"I'm sure Zeldi would be more than happy to experience that herself." I counted, unable to decide if I liked the thought of experiencing sex as a girl. Sure, there are some benefits, but it just felt wrong to me right now.

[That girl would probably out sex you, Madu.]

"Not if I drink from her as we do." Madu sassed.

"Sorry to disappoint you, but Zeldi's milk is all mine." I playfully growled, flicking Madu's breast as a small punishment.

The Gorgon whimpered in response.

"Is she always like this?" Abelha asked, watching the display with amusement. "Not judging, of course, just wondering why she's so needy."

"Since you're now Clovek's Livestock, I can show you needy." Madu was silenced by Voras before she could continue that train of thought.

"She's been alone most of her life, you could say." My Arachnid answered for her. "While yes, she was raised with her mother's nest, she was quickly abandoned when she came of age because of her gaze."

Abelha gave a nod to say she understood.

"You're missing the whole was a livestock thing and how I ended up as that Drow bitches play thing instead of finding my own life." Madu spat out the thread in her mouth along with her sentence. "Then I was blinded and all that, but to really tip it all off. I never found a man that actually wanted to be with me. They were all to afraid to get close let alone touch me, Clovek aside, of course."

"Wait, you were a virgin?" I let out before my mind could stop my stupid mouth.

"Yes," Madu answered as if it should have been obvious. "Well, as virgin as I could be. I hate to burst your bubble, Maître de mon corps, but while you are my first and only male, I have had a few.... Let's just say, female friends."

Voras blushed a bright red that caused all sorts of reactions in my body as my mind went to the implications of that.

"That... That makes sense." I got out.

"What made you think I wasn't?" Madu cocked her head to the side as she tried to mirror Abelha's stance. She did it so well, even though she didn't quite have the curves of the Queen Bee; she made up for it with the flexibility her tail had.

"Well, let's just say you seem a little more experienced than I would have expected from your first time," I answered, trying really hard to stop my own blush from showing.

"Oh, that's easy." Madu brought the tip of her tail up, and I couldn't help watching Voras blush redder than the hourglass on her abdomen as she watched. "My mother taught me a lot about how to please a man so that he would want to come back for more when I got one. You would be surprised how similar the tips of a Lamia's tail are to a male penis. But don't let that be an excuse, Maître de mon corps; I still like your dick infinitely more than I do my own fingers or tail."

She ended this by demonstrating her skills by jacking off her own tail.

"And that's a Lamia for you." Abelha hummed, watching us with amusement. "She has latched onto you now so good luck getting rid of her."

"What about you, Abelha?" I asked, feeling the heat build as I watched Madu. The sneaky snake was doing it on purpose now that she could see my reaction. "If you don't mind sharing, what was your life like?"

Abelha watched Madu for a solid minute before replying with a sigh. "Not much to say there. I was born and raised in my mother's hive, constantly being pushed around by her guards until I'd had enough and left. My own mother didn't care much about me, as if I'd stayed there was a chance I would have tried to kill her for control of the hive."

"That's a bit dark," I said back, unsure what else to say.

Abelha just shrugged back. "It's how it always is for Queen Bees. We're only really born when the hive decides its current Queen has slowed down their egg laying. We're really no different to a normal worker, just given a completely different diet that makes us grow differently. That does give us more intelligence than a drone thank the stars."

"But still. To kill your own mother." I clarified.

Again she shrugged. "It's a better option than trying to start my own hive. At least hers was pre-built and came with a few starting guards and workers. All I needed to do was find someone to fertilize my own eggs and kill my mother before I became too big to move."

[You make it sound so simple. Just removing your own family like it was a basic choice.]

"She didn't raise me. I was fed and cared for by silent servants that had the life expectancy of a blade of grass. There really wasn't an opportunity to grow attached, and every time I saw my mother, she was trying to kill me before I grew up enough to do the same to her." Abelha bit back, getting a little defensive.

"Lovely family dynamic that," I whispered to myself.

"Will that be a problem?" Voras asked. "Living with us, I mean."

Abelha blew the hair out of her eyes. "Well, no, I don't think so. I mean Clovek will eventually be the one to fertilize my eggs, and I'll give him honey in return. There's nothing more to say about that, apart from I want him to be strong enough to defend me and be potent enough to resupply my spermatheca when it runs low. If he does that, then there will be no reason to ever make my own child Queen, as my birthing will never slow down."

It hit me then why Abelha was so practical. She didn't really have the upbringing to be emotional or create any bonds that we all did. She had a set of things that must happen, or she died. Create a hive for protection or die trying.Find someone to impregnate her that can protect her until her hive is functional or die trying.Be able to defend herself so that she can find someone strong or die trying.

Her Livestock status complicated it slightly, but the underlying rules are still the same. Find someone with a Deed, build a hive or die trying.

It wasn't that she lacked anything emotionally; she just never had the luxury of emotions to begin with. Everything had a purpose to her, and if it didn't, then she didn't care about it.

"I think I get it," I spoke up, getting a few confused looks from the girls. "Abelha is just very practical."

[That still doesn't explain wanting to kill her mother though.]

"It does actually. But I agree it still feels weird and maybe a bit wrong." I agreed. "Just chalk it down to different species, Tarakona. It's not like any of us can go round telling potential Queen bees to not do that when we're all part of the reason they do."

My Dragon gave a huff at that, and I couldn't help smiling. She may have stood up to her own mother when she last visited, but she still loved her. It was sweet. And I hoped she would help me out when she next visited.

There was a soft clop of hooves as Helayt returned, and I looked at my timer, making note that we had just under two hours left. It had been a strange day with everything happening, and I hoped Zeldi had enjoyed it.

"Clovek. Do I have time to talk to you before you all leave?" The dark mare asked as she came close.

"Sure," I answered, getting up.