Mia Helps the Hive

had this story written up collecting dust in my notes, would LOVE to do some kinda complimentary illustrations with it but def wanted to test it out here first. anyways, here it is - lemme kno whatcha think!

Mia strolled through the park on a warm spring day, wearing a white dry-fit tank top and baby pink running shorts. It was clear and sunny, a light breeze cooling her down from the hot sun. She took a deep breath in, enjoying the weather, and-

“MIIIIIIIIAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!” a high pitched scream came from the sky. Mia snapped her eyes upward - “JESUS!” ducking and narrowly avoiding a high speed aerial crash with a ginger bee girl. The working girl’s buzzing wings hummed as she frantically ran her eyes over a hexagon-shaped clipboard (with hexagon shaped paper).

“Bobbie what’s the matter -” “Oh MIA it’s just AWFUL!” The ditsy bee girl cut the human off, in a complete frenzy. “Our storage space is almost COMPLETELY used, we’ve got another collection squad heading in by sunset - I don’t know what we’re gonna DO! If they stay in the bottles it’s going to offset our production by at LEAST 3 quarters - we’re gonna DIE by WINTER!!!!” Bobbie white-knuckled the clipboard in her hands. Mia paused for a moment, ensuring her friend was done with her spiel.
“Well, hey, my afternoon’s free. Is there any way I could help out?” Mia barely got the words out of her mouth before Bobbie’s face morphed from panicked to ecstatic.
“Oh WOW would you REALLY?!” she exclaimed. Mia gulped, wondering what kind of unretractable agreement she just made.
“Yeah sure, as long as I can go home t- W-WOAH!!!” Mia blushed furiously, having no time to react before she was airborne, a pair of hands grabbing tightly to her breasts with just her top as a barrier between flesh.

“THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU MIA YOU HAVE NO IDEA WHAT THIS MEANS, OH THE GIRLS’LL BE SO EXCITED TO WORK WITH YOU - OOH!! WE COULD EVEN REQUEST AN AUDIENCE WITH THE QUEEN MOTHER -”

“BOBBIE MY FUCKING TITS!!!!!”

As they soared through the sky, Bobbie rambled for the duration about… whatever was going on. Luckily for Mia, the flight to the Hive was short due to plot convenience.

In a fast-paced whirlwind, Mia was unceremoniously dropped in the middle of a warehouse storage room. “Wait right here! I’m letting the girls know, ‘kay?” Bobbie winked before flittering off.

“Wh- I don’t even know what I’m supposed to do... “ Mia huffed to herself. But, really, she didn’t have much else to do that afternoon. Bobbie had said they were having storage issues. Couldn’t be much more than maybe moving some containers right? What’s the worst that could happen?
In a split second a humming filled the air as several workers entered, and cheered upon seeing Mia. She blushed, and waved nervously.

“Alright girls! Hook her up!” Bobbie directed, and suddenly many busty bee babes began grabbing Mia, affixing what seemed like bondage cuffs to her arms.

“H-HUH?! BOBBIE!!” Mia exclaimed, arms now tied to long, loose rope-like filaments.

“Whaaat? You did hear my instructions on the flight over, right?” Mia gaped at the words, only for a large tube to be shoved into her open mouth. “That’s the spirit! Ladies, she’s all yours!”
“MM-MMMM!!! MMMMMM!!!!” Mia cried, and grabbed at the tube, desperately trying to tug it out, only to find that it was securely lodged in place. She squeaked, feeling a few playful smacks on her thinly-clothed bubbly ass cheeks.

“Dooon’t you worry, Mia! That thing’s not coming out any time soon!”
“Hmmph?!”

“You just stand there and look pretty, m’kay? Oh! Look, look!” Bobbie pointed, and Mia turned her head to see what her gloved finger was directed toward - Several curvy worker bees had rolled out what looked to be a large funnel, attaching the tube which connected the funnel to her mouth. Mia whimpered in fear, turning back to her peppy ginger friend. “You’re so lucky, you’re gonna be the holder of our thickest honey yet!” Mia groaned, realizing she was caught up in yet ANOTHER humiliating stuffing display. What was worse - the thought alone, paired with the bondage, the eyes of so many ridiculously cute bee girls all on her, the hot and humid atmosphere of the honey storage room - it all sent heat straight to her crotch. And the shame only made it worse.

Her attention snapped back to the funnel, as she heard giggling. Her eyes widened, as she watched a huge group begin filing in through the entrance, directed by Bobbie. There had to be 20… no! 50! ‘Oh my GOD how many ARE there?!’ Mia thought to herself, growing more and more flustered. She watched as they meandered toward the funnel, each covered in pollen dust and sporting huge canisters filled with a goopy golden liquid. Mia gulped nervously. They glanced over at her, arms loosely bound by ceiling-affixed rubbery ropes, and mouth forced wide open by the soon-to-be filled clear tube. They giggled, some pointing, whispering excitedly amongst themselves.

Suddenly a whirring filled the air. Mia glanced over to see Bobbie peddling a bike, powering a motor attached to the funnel. Oh good… It was a pumping device…

She felt a change in pressure within the hose, and watched the worker girls begin dumping their transport containers into the funnel. The honey slowly trickled its way down the tube, with pulse-like surges of force from the pump that Bobbie pedaled. Mia squirmed in fear (and growing arousal) as she realized the hose was almost completely filled, and almost filled to her mouth - and the first worker’s canister wasn’t done yet.

The first drop hit her tongue - Mia nearly exploded from the sweetness. It was warm, and thick, and gooey - she involuntarily moaned and leaned into the hose before jerking herself back - she couldn’t let herself become a honey blimp! And yet… The sticky sap poured down her throat, pooling comfortably at the base of her belly. It warmed her insides in the already hot and humid warehouse, and the warmth dripped further into her twitching pussy. She fell into the rhythm of the honey pulse, gulping it in time down her throat, already feeling full -

“See? I KNEW she’d like MY honey!” The first girl called out as she removed her canister from the pump. Oh shit! Mia forgot there were dozens upon dozens of cute girls watching her!
“Mm- Mm-mm!” She cried out, shaking her head indignantly.

“Really Mia, faster!? Welllll she IS a busy girl… Let’s kick things up for her, ladies!” Bobbie ordered, and kicked the pedaling into full blown marathon-like speeds. The pumping sped up as the next girl began emptying her load into Mia’s mouth.

“MM-GULP GULP -MM, MMM-! GULP GULP…” Mia could hardly get any squeaks out between the molasses-like sap now gushing into her belly. She felt a low, bubbling rumble begin to build up in her torso. Her knees locked together and her hands flew to her stomach as she felt the first surge bloat her belly. The giggles grew in time with her tummy as she moaned into the growth. The mounting pressure gave her once-flat torso a chubby appearance before rounding out to resemble the early stages of a pregnancy. Mia whimpered, sweet goo flowing over her tongue and down her throat as she rubbed her belly tenderly as it jiggled outward. She unintentionally clenched her pussy, feeling fuller and warmer, skin gently stretching in time. All she could do was gulp, rub, and swell before this audience of hive minded giggling girls. As her belly goopily inflated to the size of a volley ball, her tank top began sliding up, exposing the fat, wobbling mass. Groaning pleasurably and lost in the blissful warmth, Mia’s hand began snaking down her side, feeling the roundness push out, and down her hips, which had begun to widen as well, packing her already tight booty shorts even fuller. Stealthily, she snuck her hand under her pregnant belly, and into the front of her pants, where her throbbing clit waited for -

FWEEEE!!!! A loud whistle jolted Mia out of her daze, shaking her beach ball belly to and fro.

“Mmf?!” she squeaked, and saw two girls dip out of the line.

“Not a single drop is coming out of you, Mi-mi! No matter just how good our honey is!” Bobbie called, and Mia suddenly felt her arms jerk up and away - the duo of bees used a pulley-like contraption to draw her restraints out from her body. Mia wiggled her hands uselessly, desperate to be able to feel her ass as it hugged her body tight, then letting out a loud HHHF! as her nipples sparked with warmth, tits perkily swelling inside her top. She jerked her body, and moaned as her swelling curves slowly sloshed after her, mixing up the sticky goo she held inside.

“Hee hee hee! She looks so squishyyyy~” “Look at her boobs!!” “I wanna grab her tummy so bad..” “Haven’t seen a butt that cute in ages!” Mia blushed, flustered beyond belief, and squeezed her thighs together - only for her pussy lips and legs to begin swelling as well, pushing on her clit. Her knees nearly buckled, and she moaned. The pressure mounted in her breasts, and she felt a hot stickiness at the tip of her puffy, engorged nipples. She looked down, watching her softball breasts growing on top of her giant yoga ball stomach, with basketballs for ass cheeks. She panted, gallon after gallon of honey redistributing in her fat body, seeing faint wet stains appearing on her tank top.

“Boss, do we wanna seal her up now?” A girl called. Mia squeaked - seal?!

“Not yet! I know you girls, you won’t stop yourselves from overloading her - just wait for those skimpy clothes to bust off!” Bobbie replied, still pedaling away, pumping who knows how many canisters into the once-petite human. Mia shivered at the thought of her body busting itself out of her own clothes, and in front of all these pretty girls - her huge body wobbled, belly now eclipsing any semblance of a human form, and she whined, feeling her over-stretched shorts dig into her crotch like a thong. Her pussy responded by swelling out further, rubbing her fattening clit, and Mia stumbled weakly to adjust for the now wider stance. Her breasts slid back and forth on top of her enormous, tire-sized tummy, and she felt hot trickles run down her underboob. She watched her melons develop a golden, sticky stain where her ping pong ball sized nipples rested, and more hot pressure mounted - then released, deepening the stain.

“M-mmmmngh~” Mia’s back twitched into an arch as warmth continued to pour down her body. Her huge belly flopped up and down, gurgling and in turn bouncing her breasts. Her shirt had completely ridden up around her volleyball jugs like a sports bra, and it relentlessly squished the round flesh inside. Suddenly-

“MMNG!” Mia yelped, feeling her shorts slip between her massive tire sized ass cheeks, digging down further into her crotch and rubbing roughly against her clit. Her eyes fluttered, rubbing her thighs together to stimulate herself. She whined, feeling sparks fly through her body, and began to slowly buck, nearly throwing herself off balance with the weight of her nearly 5 foot belly - not to mention her other enormous assets. Giggles erupted into full on laughter as she straightened up and began gyrating her couch-wide hips again, whimpering as the fabric of her insanely tight shorts roughly slid over her baseball sized clit. As she picked up speed, she felt both a hot squirt pour out of her sex, but loosening pressure around her hips as rolls of fat gooey flesh poured out between the gaps. She looked down, making the realizations that she was so huge, she was basically spread eagle; that her yoga ball sized tits had nipples the size of saucers, and bubbles of slowly dripping honey continuously pushing out of the tips; and that her enormous 6 foot belly now had a golden tinge to it, signaling that she was getting close to her capacity. She bounced her fat arms against her sphere of a torso, feeling the warmth churn inside her, and she moaned into one huge pelvic thrust - SNAP! SNAP! Her shorts fell to shreds on the factory floor - which she realized was much closer to her huge, swollen pussy than she thought as she once again readjusted her stance for her enormous conical legs.

“Go go go! Seal her up, don’t let a single drop go to waste!” Bobbie ordered. Under the loud gurgling and groaning of her giant fat body, Mia heard murmuring and buzzing as a group of bug girls swarmed around her. The human honey tank flapped her hands - really the only thing she could do as her body began to swallow her limbs - unable to see what the girls were going to do to her, though she heard snickering. She felt the arm restraints pull backwards, and she let out a squeak, feeling the sweet sludge slowly slide inside her rotund body. She was gently plopped on her mound of an ass, pussy now exposed as her legs became fully absorbed. The snickering grew louder, half turning to cooing - Mia again flapped her hands, tits sliding back towards her face, tank top slipping up over her dinner plate nipples, dragging a trail of honey slime behind the wet fabric.

“One… Two.. Three!” “MMMMMMMMPHG~!” Mia screamed into the tube - the girls had shoved an enormous plug deep into her tight pussy, fully sealing off the leaking honey/cum mixture. A giant shiver twitched her entire body, honey churning, still moaning erotically. She felt a curious hand quickly and firmly squeeze her basketball sized clit, and the explorer was rewarded with another muffled wail, along with a powerful clench around the fire hydrant sized dildo. Mia panted with ragged breaths, trying to move her hips for more but being completely immobilized by all the sweet fat honey weighing upon her.

“Boss, that shirt’s not coming loose anytime soon and we’re losing stock!” a girl yelled over the thunderous gurgling and growling of Mia’s body. ‘Huh..? oh…..’ Mia thought to herself, realizing that her tank had fully slipped over her huge tits, with globs of warm, thick honey slowly trickling down her underboob.
“Alright, Bonnie, go cut the shirt off - BUT BEHAVE!!! Remember stock!!!” Bobbie warned from afar. Mia heard a group of girls cheer, sending another shockwave through her body - they WANTED her, they were EXCITED to touch her big, bloated body…

“Hiii Mia~ having fun?” a voice cut through her horny haze. The honey filled girl tried to move her head, but round flesh blocked her neck. An especially curvy worker with a black buzzcut slowly hovered down in front of her face, with proportionately large breasts. She nudged one of Mia’s enormous nipples with her toe, flesh jiggling, honey girl whimpering.
“Oops - sorry, you’re just so big and full. How about we peel that shirt off of these big honey pots of yours?” Mia shuddered, body groaning and sloshing - already overstimulated, the bee girl’s sweet talking was going to put her over the edge. With no skin contact to this point, Mia begged with her eyes, hoping the worker could catch her hint.

“My, what a mess you’ve made…” The black haired bee ever so lightly traced her finger down Mia’s crevice of a cleavage, catching a warm honey drop, and making the globby girl whimper and jiggle again. She watched the girl slowly sink the finger into her mouth, smiling. “This came from you? Wow, we’re gonna have to bring you back sometime - even if you ARE making such a big scene of yourself.” Mia’s breathing picked up, feeling the warmth in her core grow and tingle.

“All fat and naked in front of soooo many strangers…” Mia mewled behind the still-flowing honey. “And we know you like it too… so naughty…” The girl said, turning around away from Mia’s face and brandishing her stinger.

“HMMPH?!” Mia squeaked in fear - to say she had an enormous bee allergy would be an understatement. And yet, the idea drove her arousal up even higher, now dangerously close to losing it.

“Don’t worry, just hold still…” Bonnie cooed, resting her hands on Mia’s breasts as she lowered herself. Her waist was wide, ass perfectly round - Mia blushed bright red as the girl’s bottom came directly in front of her face, and Bonnie turned her head to look the girl in the eyes. “I’m not gonna pop you…” SHHHRIP! Her stinger pierced the shirt. Mia’s breath hitched, feeling the point of the stinger gently graze over her skin, forcing her eyes to roll back as her orgasm began, moaning escalating. “... maybe.” The stinger lifted and instead Bonnie swiftly maneuvered to dive toward what little neck Mia had left, jerking Mia’s head to the side and dragging a long tongue across her skin, then sucking hard. The honey-filled girl felt pinches on her huge nipples at the same time, and all the feelings - the swelling, the nipples, the dildo, and now one of the hottest girls she’d ever seen dirty talking her then groping her as she marked her neck - through Mia into the most powerful full-body orgasms she’d ever felt. The honey girl screamed into the tube, writhing and twitching, now feeling a hand - two hands - several hands - massaging her enormous clit, bringing another orgasmic surge. She flailed what little limbs she had as unyielding pleasure wrecked her huge fat body, rocking her back and forth on her ass and on the plug, which then scooted deeper within her. She clenched so hard around it she thought she was gonna snap it clean in half, fingers white knuckled from lusty pleasure. Any cum that her vagina tried to squirt out was kept sealed in by the tight dildo, causing the sex juice and honey to churn and gurgle inside her.

Mia remained like this, flailing, rocking, twitching, wailing, before she realized the honey stopped flowing, and the tube was removed from her drooling mouth.
“A-aaaah…. H-h-haaaah…. Aangh~!” she still wasn’t done cumming her brains out, her mouth hanging open and still rhythmically swallowing. She fought to regain enough composure to speak but was continually swept up in surges of unyielding pleasure. She stared blankly at the tall ceiling, feeling congratulatory pats and playful squeezes from wandering workers admiring and thanking her for her work. She could still taste the sweet honey on her tongue, and realized the smell of it (and a bit of a… muskier scent) filled the air as well.

“You did great, Mimi!” a voice cut through the haze, and Mia’s eyes landed on a blurry ginger bee girl. “Thanks again! The girls loved ya and guess WHAT? In a few days when we move your honey to the next tank, the QUEEN wants to PERSONALLY thank you HERSELF!! Isn’t that great?!” Bobbie squealed, flittering above the honey-filled blob of a girl.

“Huhhh…. Unh?” Mia moaned, still struggling to regain control of herself as the honey settled inside her.

“I’ll tell you more later! I gotta go make arrangements for the rest of the stock situation. Bye now, see you in a day or two!” Quick as she came, Bobbie fluttered away and began rallying workers for more duties.

Mia sighed, and returned her focus to the warm, gooey honey that filled her entire body, as she heard the factory work continue on around her. GLORP.