Epic Of Bee Chapter 8
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I felt better now that we had entered the village. Getting that off my soft and furry chest was a great relief.
I hadn't really noticed the fur that much because the others had it, so I guess that my brain just registered it as normal. After seeing all the adorable-looking ferret people, I had started to pet the fur. It was weird, but everything was weird right now.
"Welcome! It is strange to see such a small group of you. Did you make it here safely?" A tall male Ferret man asked.
I was about to speak, but Messia put a hand up to stop me and she stepped forward. This was weird, was I not allowed to speak to non-bees?
"There has been trouble at the Hive, so we left with a small party after being banished. My Queen refused to kill the other queen and saved this one," Messia said while pointing over to Riza.
"Oh?! This is good news! I must take you to Gargus right away! I am Thiamon, Chief of our village of Ferrittal. Please, follow me," The chief said, waving for us to follow him.
"Wait," I said to Messia before grabbing her hand, and holding her back. "Why did you stop me from speaking?"
"There is no need for you to talk to someone from a lower station if I am here to do it for you," Messia informed me, trying to pull me forward, but I didn't budge.
"Maybe in some situations, but this isn't one of them and you should discuss those kinds of things with me from now on before doing them. These are nice people from what I can see, and there is no reason to be disrespectful to them if we are looking for help," I explained to her, and Messia looked down.
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"I am sorry, this is just what we have always done…" Messia said.
"It's okay, but in the future, I would like to be able to talk for myself. I will be changing the way we do some things, and I hope that you all will understand that I am trying to make this better for all of us. As it stands right now, I am a queen only in name," I explained, but I let Messia pull me after the others, and I picked up my pace until I was beside her.
"I understand, and I also know what you mean by only in name. This must all be very hard for you if you came from a different place with different customs. On top of all that you are now a beautiful woman," Messia said with a smile as we walked through Ferrittal.
That was nice to hear, and I was able to keep myself from blushing as we continued to walk. It was easy enough to get distracted with all the tall pointed ears, and fluffy striped tails everywhere.
Every part of me wanted to go and pet one of them, but they weren't animals. These were just like me, but that didn't make me want to pet them any less, unfortunately.
"Stop that," Messia told me as she took my other right hand that had been petting my chest hair.
These arms had a mind of their own at times, and I was still having trouble getting all of them to move usefully at the same time. This should have been a dream, four arms, you get twice as much done.
Sadly, the best I could do was wiggle all four, and even using three of them was a chore. There had to be a trick to this, or maybe it was something to do with being an actual bee, and not a human in the body of a bee.
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I could see we were getting close, and I didn't want to make a fool of myself when I was talking. I tended to get excited when I talked and used my hands a lot, so I didn't want to flail as I spoke.
"Umm, how do you make all of your arms work?" I whispered to Messia, leaning into her.
She looked over at me, and then stopped, looking at me curiously. She waved the others on and told them we would catch up and she pulled me off to the side.
"You just need to give one set of arms a task and then use the others to do the other thing. I need you to hold still for me, your hair is a mess. You still have goo from the birthing cell in it," Messia said as she took me by the waist with one set of her arms, and then took my face in her others.
Messia started to lick the edges of my face, and then her tongue extended out further weaving into my hair. It was like a snake was in my hair and it was starting to tickle.
To distract me from the… bath I was getting, I decided to practice with my hands placing them on her hips. The tongue was starting to feel more like a massage one, so I tried now to put my hands on her shoulders.
I began to massage her shoulders as she cleaned, but soon, Messia started to moan softly. The sound made even my chest hair stand, and I got a warm feeling that ran down my body, and into my hips.
Messia stopped cleaning me, but I continued to rub her shoulders and she closed her eyes, moaning softly. Then she reached to the top of her head, and I knew what she was going to do.
I quickly looked done, not wanting to ruin the moment, but then I noticed what my other hands had been doing. I guess both sets wanted to do the same thing.
I had been massaging her hips with my fingers and her inner panty line with my thumbs. I was about to stop when I heard a slurping noise from Messia, and my head was pulled up to hers.
Messia's body pushed into mine as I let go of her shoulders, slipping my arms under hers. I pulled her open mouth to mine and kissed her while also sucking out all the sweet nectar she provided me.
Once I was done my third round of cavity checking for extra gel, Messia broke away from me panting.
"I think we should, umm, get back to the others. I think we are starting to make a bit of a scene," Messia said, making me look around wide-eyed.
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