Erlea, Miere, and Lazia strolled down the lane as they headed to the outer wall for their guard duties. Unlike the corridors where Erlea spent most of her time, the open-air lanes were a chance to breath in the warm summer air and hear the hum of the hive around her.
Like always, Miere and her walked hand-in-hand, their palms tight to each other. Erlea's friend had a smile on her lips as she swayed with every step.
Ahead of them by a few yards, Lazia flew only a foot or so above the waxy ground. Her wings fluttered and kicked up clouds of fuzzy seeds and dust around her. Her buttocks flexed with every movement, the rounded globs distracting Erlea wondered if the tightly-pressed slit would taste like honey. She was too afraid to try. More importantly, she was nervous to ask Miere who she really wanted to taste.
Miere and Erlea had kissed a few times, a shy peck that felt naughty. After one of the older Honningbie told them to stop, they reserved the stolen embraces inside one of their neighboring chambers deep inside the hive.
Lazia's wings dipped down and she touched the ground with her bare toes before kicking off. She smiled over her shoulder and jumped a bit higher. Her hair, rolling waves of honey-colored blonde, cascaded along the wings before she reached the apex of her jump and came lightly down.
All three of them were getting used to growing up. It had been two days and they were almost the same size as the adult bees. There were slight differences though: Miere was curvier, Lazia's hair was longer, and Erlea was more slender. She also found that her nipples were growing more sensitive by the day, an “accidental” brush from Miere would bring back the rippling heat that made it hard to concentrate.
It was the rippling that worried and excited Erlea. She loved the intense wave of heat that came with it, not to mention the sweetest smell that drifted up from between her nether lips. She hadn't figured out how to explore it though, no matter how much she tried, she couldn't get her fingers into the tightly-clenched lips. It was tighter than a nut and she had given up.
But that didn't stop her from thinking about it. She glanced at Miere and smiled.
Her friend smiled back, pulling her close until she could slip her arm around Erlea's waist. The warmth and heat washed over Erlea and she let out a hum of pleasure.
“You should just kiss,” Lazia said as she looked back.
Miere blushed and stepped back, her wings fluttering rapidly. “I-I don't know—”
“You've been kissing, everyone knows it.”
Erlea's cheeks burned as she glanced around for a moment. Then she looked at the Honningbie flying ahead of her.
Lazia grinned and turned around, her wings beating to keep her hovering. “It's nice, you know. You two are so pretty when you do it.”
Miere hummed and gripped Erlea's palm tighter.
“Please?” Lazia looked around, flying up another foot to scan her surroundings. “Please? No one is watching.”
“I—”
Erlea, her body growing hotter, turned and pulled Miere closer.
Miere hummed as her body molded against Erlea. She tilted her head, her lips parting slightly. Their breasts slipped against each other, the four rounded mounds rubbing against each other felt good as they settled into place, one breast inside each cleavage.
Wanting to say something witty, Erlea opened her mouth but the words didn't come out. Her world was shaking, the excitement racing through her veins. Slowly, she brought her lips to Miere and kissed the honey from them.
Her friend was sweet and soft, her body softer. The hard nipples against her skin were nothing compared to fingers that spread along Erlea's back to pull her tight.
They hummed together, losing themselves in the kiss as they caressed and touched each other.
Next to them, Lazia made a soft noise of her own. Her wings fluttered faster as she inched closer, peering down at them with a blush on her cheeks. One hand drifted up to her breast, cupping it.
Erlea smiled and kissed Miere fiercely, her mouth parting to let her tongue slip into the warmth depths of her companion. Miere tasted of honey, everything did, but it was sweeter and tangier, a subtle flavor that only enhanced the moaning that shook through Miere's body and seemed to gather between Erlea's legs.
Lazia giggled and reached out, her fingertips caressing against Erlea's shoulder.
Then suddenly it was gone with a flash of something dark and a rush of air that tugged at Erlea's hair. Lazia let out a grunt as she hit the side of the wall.
Erlea gasped and tore away from Miere, leaving her friend kissing the air. The air seemed tense as she looked back to see Lazia pinned to the wall by some sort of knotted rope net. Grabbing Miere, she spun her friend round just as another net launched itself from the darkness of a side lane.
Flinging her hand up, she blasted the net with her RKA. It exploded into shreds of burning plants.
“Erlea, what—”
Dark shapes burst out of the lane. The creatures were shorter, maybe four feet in height, with green skin, pointed ears, and rows of teeth. Yellow eyes stared at the three Honningbies for a second.
Erlea took in the sight of them, wracking her memories to identify them.
The creatures didn't hesitate. “Fuck the bees!”
They charged, lifting up rusty knives and wooden clubs. All of them just as identical to each other as the Honningbies were, but that is where the similarity ended. Underneath their ripped loincloths, long dark green cocks swung with every step. They also had weapons.
“Goblins!” Erlea yelled. She threw up her barrier as fast as she could. The honeycomb energy wrapped around her in a sphere, enveloping her and Miere with protection. Holding up her hand, she fired again, blasting through the shield and exploding the head of the lead goblin.
The creatures just jumped over the smoking remains of their leader. Their weapons flashed as they slammed into the barrier. A gibbering howl rose up as they pounded against the shield, repeatedly hitting it.
Erlea had defended against one or two opponents in the last few days, but not twenty. She didn't realize how fast the smaller creatures could break through her shield as fast as she could maintain it. With a snarl, she lifted herself slightly off the ground and focused on firing through the shield. Her RKAs blasted through the front goblins, but there were others who just shoved forward in blood-soaked gore to hammer the shield.
“Erlea, Lazia is in trouble!” Miere tapped Erlea's side.
Erlea glanced over. When she saw a handful of goblins racing around the shield for the stunned Lazia, her heart fell. She launched one blast to take out the nearest goblin, but the others ignored it as they began to claw at the net and the helpless Honningbie underneath it.
Needing to save her friend, Erlea turned to fire again but the goblins on her own shield cracked it. The flare of energy told her that she had to reinforce her own defense or she would be taken down also.
“Miere!”
“I-I'm sorry, I can't fight.”
“No, warn the others! Get Saroia, Billie, anyone! Fly straight up!” Erlea yelled without looking back. There were too many attackers and they were beginning to come around the shield to hammer at it from other directions. It was getting hard to keep the energy flowing to the barrier while still trying to shoot the goblins that had yanked Lazia to the ground.
Miere whimpered.
“Now, Bee!”
With a sob, Miere launched herself straight up. Her wings beat rapidly as she launched.
On the edge of the fight, Erlea saw two goblins aim net launchers toward her. The devices were billowing smoke and chugging in their grips as they tilted back to get a clear shot.
“No!” she screamed. With both hands, she blasted them.
Briefly forgotten, her shield shattered under the assault.
Goblins rushed toward her, a wall of green skin and teeth and cocks. Their howls filled the air and their musky smells flooded over the stench of blood and gore.
She flew back into pawing hands.
Dirty claws grabbed at her wings, tugging on them.
Remembering the rush of helplessness that came when her wings were pinned, she spun around and blasted the offending goblins with both hands. The explosion of blood and gore splattered against the surrounding attackers.
On the far side, where Erlea couldn't reach, three of the goblins had pinned Lazia to the ground. Her wings were caught underneath her, the edges fluttering. She was screaming as she kicked out her legs, trying to force them off.
One of the goblins dropped his weapon to grab Lazia's large breast with both hands and shoved it into her mouth. His lips sucked on the tip and his dark tongue flashed.
Lazia let out a shuddering gasp, her body tensing.
Two other goblins grabbed her legs, forcing them apart. The seam of her being was no longer tightly pressed together. Instead it was flushed and spreading apart, clear liquid dripping out as she struggled to free herself.
A fourth goblin, one of the larger ones, slammed to his knees between her legs. He yanked his loincloth out of the way to reveal a large, almost black cock standing up.
Erlea had never seen one more but it looked vile. The thickly veined length was about eight inches long and a few inches thick. It dripped a clear liquid as he grabbed the base with his fist and dragged the tip against the now spreading lips of his victim.
Hands grabbed Erlea's legs, yanking her down.
She screamed as she realized she had lost her wits in her own fight. Her own body was hot as she was thrown to the ground. Frantically, she blasted the goblins that grabbed her. Soon the air was drenched in blood and the heat beat against her skin from the corpses.
Erlea managed to clear space when the crowd of creatures parted. She looked up just as a goblin carrying a net launcher stomped into place, lowered his weapon, and fired.
She tried to threw up the shield in time but it was too late. The knotted net slammed into her, throwing her back. She hit the waxy wall behind her and stuck. The net had spikes that embedded into the wall. They dug in, pinning her helplessly against the wall.
In the corner of her vision, she saw the goblin shove his cock into Lazia. It plunged deep into her, a black spear impaling pale flesh.
Lazia let out a high-pitched scream as her entire body began to glow. The yellow light was coming from beyond her belly, where the dark cock was impaling. She jerked to the right and left, trying to escape, but her movements were growing weaker.
The goblin roared in triumph and grabbed her hips. With a surge of stretch, he pulled himself tight into her and impaled every inch of his cock into her now open pussy.
Tears ran down Erlea's face as she realized she was about to be a victim. She looked up to see the goblins coming for her, grins on their mouths as they pulled aside their loincloths to reveal their thick cocks already dripping.
She tried to break free but couldn't. She was kneeling and her wings were crushed behind her. The net was holding her down too firmly but her breasts had been forced through the gaps and each large mound stuck out.
The first two goblins grabbed each one, opening their toothed maws and sucking them in.
Erlea was sure they were going to bite down but they didn't. Instead, they lapped and sucked at them. Intense sensations, pleasure, exploded inside her as they sucked on her breasts. Their claws hurt but it only magnified the pleasures of having sucking on her sensitive nipples and pressure along her body.
More goblins reached in but her position against the wall made it difficult for them to get full access to her body.
Lazia's scream rose into a high-pitch. The light was growing more intense as the goblin raping her continued to pound into with hard strokes. Liquid was pouring out of her entrance, soaking the ground as he grunted. His claws dug into her hips, breaking the skin and blood welled up from the scratches. Two balls hung from below his cock, they swung back and forth, smacking against her ass, as he rutted into her body.
The goblin suddenly slammed home, grinding his cock deep into Lazia and he threw back his head to howl.
Then, the light grew into brilliance from inside Lazia's belly. She let out wail of agony as her body shuddered and then she went limp.
The goblin pulled out of her, his cock glistening with her juices and dripping a white fluid. More of it poured out of her gaping entrance.
One of the other goblins released Lazia's slack legs and dove in between them. His hard cock easily sank into the dazed Honningbie, driving home with a wet squelch.
Erlea's body shuddered in revulsion and fear. She cried out for Lazia, begging that she wasn't dead.
Hands grabbed her head.
She turned to look in surprise and then froze as a cock was pressed against her lips. The tight grip on her head brought the rush of helplessness. She could do nothing as the goblin slammed his cock into her mouth, stretching her lips until the corners of her mouth ached.
The heated cock drove against her tongue, smearing it with salty liquid. Then the head slammed against the back of her throat.
She gagged but couldn't get her hands away from the net enough to push back.
The goblin howled and began to slam his cock into her mouth, driving it hard against the back of er throat. Surges of nausea rose up as she tasted the salty length. The thick ridges slid along her lips and she could feel the heat rolling off the dark cock.
Hands grabbed at her hips and legs. They were trying to pry her legs apart but couldn't with the net in the way. That didn't stop one of them from shoving his hands between her legs and up against her slit.
She was painfully aware when the fingers sank into the wet opening. She wasn't sealed tight anymore. The sensation of being filled with the far she had ever experienced. It was intense with pleasure and only inflamed a lust that boiled deep inside her body. She wanted it, she craved to feel a hard cock pounding into her sex.
The rippling sensation came back, draining her strength as her struggles slowed. She couldn't, wouldn't, stop them from taking her. It was only the net that was in the way.
The goblin fucking her face grabbed her head tightly and slammed home. His thick cock drove against the back of her throat, but he refused to pull back. Instead, the pressure grew. She let out a gurgling cry as she felt something tearing.
Then the cock surged forward, twisting down. Her face was crushed against the green skin as she felt the hard cock ripping into her throat, stretching it out from the inside and cutting off her breath.
The goblin howled with triumph and ground his crotch into her face. His hairy balls smacked against her chin as her entire body spasm and jerked with the sudden need to breath.
Fingers plunged into her sex, driving deep. The pleasure came from it, magnified by her helplessness.
Just as her lungs burned with the need to breath, the goblin pulled back. His cock slipped out of her mouth, dripping with thick streamers of milky fluid.
She was thankful it was finally over.
It wasn't.
The goblin grabbed her head again and slammed his cock back into her mouth. This time, her torn throat accepted the hard length and he drove his entire length into lips until her gasping cut off with his thickness.
He fucked her face brutally, slamming her head into the waxy wall with every thrust. His claws dug into the side of her head as he pounded, driving his entire length in and out with hard, wet strokes.
Erlea gagged on it, her body twisting and writhing helplessly. She wanted to escape but couldn't, she wanted to feel the cock deep inside her sex with a desire that terrified her.
The goblin raping her face slammed home, driving his length into her throat. She gagged on it as it began to swell.
His head exploded off his shoulders in a shower of gore.
At the same time, his cock suddenly began to pump burning liquid into her throat. It splattered against her insides before oozing down toward her stomach and lungs.
Erlea choked on it, her entire body tightening as she tried to cough around the thick cock that suffocated her.
The goblin's grip slacked and then he fell back. His cock jammed against the back of her throat before sliding along her teeth. Hot jets of white fluid burst out of the length as he slammed into the ground.
Erlea gasped for breath, her body shuddering as she looked down at the severed hand that was still fingering her sex. The long digits were deep inside her, filling her with pleasure, despite the tug of gravity slowly pulling them down.
She sobbed and looked over at her friend.
Lazia was slumped on the ground. A thick torrent of the white liquid was pouring out of her gaping slit, forming a puddle underneath her. It mixed with the blood of the goblins. She shuddered as she gasped for breath but her eyes were staring up, not seeing anything as she trembled.
Saroia stepped in front of her. “Fucking goblins,” she said. With one foot, she kicked the goblin's severed hand out of Erlea's sex and freed her from the overwhelming pleasure.
“Billie, go back that way and find that rotted breech.”
“Yes, boss!”
Saroia gave a few more orders before turning back to Erlea. “Let's get these bees to the chambers.”
“They got Lazia,” said one of the guards, her breasts jiggling as she hovered a few inches off the ground. “She's pregnant for sure.”
“Damn, damn.” Saroia looked at Erlea. “Did they get you?”
Erlea tried to speak. “Y-Yes.”
“Cock? He came inside you? Did you take the Combat Pregnancy talent already?”
She shuddered as she cleared her throat, tasting the salty liquid that coated her tongue and roof of her mouth. “He shoved it into my mouth, it was—”
To her surprise, Saroia let out a gasp of relief. “Oh, thank the hive. Any in your pussy?”
“Pussy?” Erlea was confused.
“The hole between your legs, did the cock get there? Did they come inside your pussy?” Saroia seemed to be getting frustrated or angry, it was hard to tell in the older Honningbie's one eye.
Erlea winced and shook her head. “Only fingers.”
“Thank the hive, you're not ruined.” She lifted her one good hand and yelled out. “Guards, double up on the outer walls and find the breech. Crafters, get in there and fix it so we don't lose anymore of the girls!”
She turned and pointed to two nearby crafters. “You and you, get these girls cleaned up and safe. Lazia is going to be scared when she recovers. She just lost her virginity and she's pregnant. The next few hours are going to be hell for her.”