Oh, man… Ah’m really goin’ off the deep end now…

As he trotted down the well-manicured pathway, surrounded by beautiful trees all around, Braeburn almost felt a little jealous that one of Applejack’s friends had a place as lovely as this. Granted, he’s been here before on the occasional trip to Ponyville and when meeting everypony, but he couldn’t say he really took the time to appreciate the serene beauty of where he was. The trees were full of blooming flowers in celebration of spring, and birds were chirping all around among the flawless blue skies. And as soon as he saw the cottage in the distance, Braeburn almost felt like he stumbled upon a postcard.

Of course, despite how amazing the view was, it was kinda hard to focus when his mind was reeling with what might happen as soon as he met up with Fluttershy.

He stepped up to her door nervously with a lump in his throat, knowing that a few knocks will set everything into motion. He could’ve always made the occasional excuse of not making it due to a sickness or full schedule, anything really. However, he wasn’t the type to lie, and he certainly wasn’t going to start now. He gulped and tapped a rhythmic knocking at the door. It took a minute for a response. He lifted his hoof to try again, but the door opened before he had the chance.

Fluttershy looked back at Braeburn, giving a small smile. Inside her own mind, she was just as nervous as he was, but for different reasons.
“Um, hello, Braeburn. I’m… happy that you could come see me. Was the trip from Apploosa an enjoyable one?” she asked politely.

Braeburn exhaled shakily, knowing that he was probably deeply blushed when he felt how hot his face was getting. Of course, he was still able to smile kindly back at her and nod his head. “Y-Yes ma’am,” he replied with a tip of his Stetson. “And uhhh… Ah wanted to thank ya for those letters back. That aloe recipe really did help a lot.”

“Good! I’m glad that they were able to help you… uh-” Fluttershy cleared her throat. “I’m glad they helped you. It is a special recipe of mine. It helps numb the pain whenever I have too many…” The yellow mare blushed a little deeper as she paused, and had to look away bashfully. “Goodness, I’m sorry. This is really the first time that I’ve been able to discuss this so openly with somepony other than Zecora.”

“Hey, it’s alright,” assured Braeburn with hooves raised, even though he looked just as flustered as Fluttershy did. “Ah mean, Ah don’t blame ya for a second. Like…” The stallion looked away from her with a bit lip, briefly thinking over what to say before sighing with a shake of his head. “Like… Ah only just found out about this… thing. And Ah… Ah’m still feelin’ nervous about it. Even after Ah…”

That was when Braeburn’s words trailed off, worried about saying much more while he was technically still outside. Even though he knew that Fluttershy wouldn’t judge, he still felt extremely nervous with anypony knowing what he did a while back. Or that, at soon as his injuries were healed, he went right back out there and did it again.

It took a few seconds after Braeburn looked around him nervously for Fluttershy to realize that both of them needed to discuss this privately. “O-Oh! Sorry. Please, come in. The critters are all outside today, so we have the whole house to ourselves.” She opened the door wider for him, secretly looking behind him to see if he was followed. She trusted Braeburn to keep this matter to himself, but ponies are always curious creatures and rumors are liable to spread at the very idea of Braeburn visiting her alone in a secluded cottage. When she saw nopony else was around, she motioned him to come in.

Braeburn quickly entered and closed the door behind them, feeling just as nervous about this as she was. Of course, at remembering all the things they discussed before, the stallion knew he could trust her with this. After seeing that the inside of the cozy cottage was indeed empty of any animals, he sighed in relief before glancing back at the mare. “Alright, s-so... ummm… h-how does this, like… go?” He bit his lip worriedly, unsure what else he could say while blushing back at the equally sheepish mare.

“W-well, my schedule is usually like this. I like to walk around the general area of my cottage and see if the animals need any food or care. However, there are… scuffles that usually happen. You know, dogs and cats not getting along, that sort of thing” explained Fluttershy as she recollected her usual routine. “Sometimes, it’s not just the mammals, birds, or lizards. The insects have their stressful days, too. The insects I usually am more wary of are the bees and wasps. When they get stressed, they can hurt any other creature that accidentally comes close to their home…”

As soon as the mare began talking about the insects, Braeburn’s lips were bitten tightly shut as he listened. Despite how red his face got, it was clear he was listening intently to Fluttershy’s explanation. His heart was pounding in a mix of worry and excitement, but he kept himself from saying anything before the mare finished.

“So,” she continued, “When the bees start getting cranky, I try not to let them sting anything. They only get one sting before they… die, and that can only make things worse for the hive. So, I soften them up by planting more flowers next to their home, or talking to them… through dancing.” She giggled when she remembered how she put on a bee costume and danced in circles, similar to how they communicate. She snapped out of her thought and continued. “But, the wasps are more aggressive, and calming them down is not as easy as planting flowers or giving them honey...”

Braeburn already knew where this was going, but he still helped nervously as his face felt hotter. Even though he was sure Fluttershy would understand if it did happen, the stallion hoped that he wouldn’t get too excited at what might happen. So in an attempt to keep any blood flow solely on his face and nowhere else, Braeburn shuffled his hind legs a little and asked shakily, “S-So… W-What do you do?”

Fluttershy took a deep breath to calm her own nerves. It’s never easy for Fluttershy to describe what she does when nopony is around, even if they already know. “What else can I do? If they are looking for something to sting, I… I let them sting me instead.”

Braeburn tried to breathe out calmly in response, but his body still shuddered a bit in response to hearing that. He wasn’t sure if that would embarrass her or not, and he ended up looking away for a second with a heavy blush. “Ummm… o-okay then. S-So…” He paused briefly to contemplate asking, and eventually sighed before looking back at her curiously. “Are… are they actin’ aggressive now?”

Fluttershy huffed and her mouth formed into an adorable pout. “It seems that everything is bugging them these days.” Fluttershy caught her own pun, and gave a laugh. “Ah ha… ha. But, yes. They are upset today. It’s the Summer weather. The days are longer, hotter, and they are more active. It’s bound to happen occasionally.” Fluttershy glanced down at the floor and gave her hoof a small kick. She wanted to ask him to help her. It’s why she invited him in the first place, though she didn’t express it in her invitation. But, as usual, her shyness got in the way of doing so directly.

Even though Braeburn was never asked anything about it, he had a feeling Fluttershy wanted him to come by due to common interests. After all, she was the only one of Applejack’s friends who wrote to him personally, and that was after he wrote to her about his own experiences. After a pregnant bout of silence, Braeburn turned his head to clear his throat awkwardly. “S-So, ummm… how… how aggressive would ya say them wasps are?”

“Certainly not as aggressive as yellow jackets. You know, you really surprised me when you wrote that you used them for your first sting. I honestly thought you would start off with a bumble bee, or maybe a fire ant” she giggled. “Still, they are really aggressive, and they might give a warning before they start stinging you. You need to respond quickly, though. So, when...” She swallowed a small gulp and prepared herself. “So, if you w-would like to… join me, l-let me do the talking first. Otherwise, they might attack us both.”

She did it. She finally invited him to partake in something so personal in her life. It felt like a load was lifted off her shoulders. But, as soon as that feeling went, a worse feeling came to haunt her: a fear of rejection. She was scared to know what Braeburn was thinking, if it was anything negative. Was he still willing to share this experience with her, or will he walk out the door, possibly thinking he wasted his time travelling to talk to an insane pony?

Braeburn only stood for a few seconds with his eyes widened, and his blush growing to a shade of red similar to his cousin Mac’s. He wasn’t sure how long he was standing in silence after Fluttershy made that offer, but it felt much longer than it probably was while his heart pounded in his chest. After pursing his lips shut for a moment, the stallion gulped in overwhelming anxiousness. But as soon as he breathed out, studying the timid look of worry on that mare’s face, the pony knew exactly what he wanted to say in response. “W-Well, ummm…”

After a split-second pause in apprehension, Braeburn smiled nervously and nodded with a blush. “I-If ya want me to help out, then… What kind of gentlecolt would Ah be to refuse?~”

Fluttershy’s eyes widened and stared back at him momentarily. Then, almost immediately, she gave Braeburn a hug around his thick, rugged neck. “Oh, thank you! Thank you! Thank you!” Upon realizing what this meant, the enthusiastic pegasus let him go while keeping a wide smile. “Hold on, let me get some essentials before we go. Don’t worry. You’re perfectly safe with me!” As fast as her legs could allow her in a quaint household, she rushed to her bathroom. On the side of the wall is a small white cabinet, stuffed with medical supplies for herself and other animals that need care. She gathered the usual essentials, bandages, her homemade aloe formula; and, for the most dire of insect sting emergencies, an adrenaline shot. She never had used it before for herself, but she wasn’t sure just how much punishment Braeburn could really take, so she figured it was safer to have it with her. Once she laid them out on the sink, she took a quick trek to her room to fetch her saddle bag and place the supplies carefully inside. She finally put on the bag and went back downstairs to rendezvous with Braeburn. “I hope I didn’t make you wait for very long. Are you ready?” she asked excitedly.

Braeburn’s heart was thumping faster than a jackrabbit, but he was still able to nod pertly while carrying a worried smile of his own. “Ummm… a-alright then,” he said as he tried not to sound too excited by what might occur. After experiencing those yellow jackets more than once, the stallion could feel himself getting enticed as he followed the mare to the back door of the cottage. “L-Lead the way, Ma’am~”

Braeburn trailed behind Fluttershy, following as she lead him to what might be the strangest thing he’s ever done in his life. It was odd enough to fulfill his curiosities alone, but he couldn’t have fathomed doing it with another pony up until now. Fluttershy was just as nervous as he was, but more for Braeburn’s safety than anything else. She began to realize that he was actually putting his trust onto her, and how devastating it would be if she returned his trust with a visit to the hospital, or worse. But in an attempt to keep from dwelling too much on hypotheticals, the mare tried to keep herself in an optimistic (and slightly) enticed spirit by the time they reached an old tree at the edge of her backyard.
“This is it.” she whispered, loud enough for Braeburn to hear. She pointed towards a low hanging, craggley branch. At the end of it was a paper nest, grey in color and pouring with wasps constantly going in and out of their home. Many of them were either hovering around the nest in defense, or anxiously crawling along the structure with their buzzing sounding unbelievably stressed. Hearing how intense it was getting, Fluttershy’s fur rode up for a second as a tingle crept up her spine.

Fortunately, it seemed that Braeburn was just as terrified and enticed by the sight before them. As soon as he saw that threatening cloud of dangerous insects, buzzing louder than those yellow jackets did back in the desert, the stallion gulped with a twinge of hesitance creeping into his mind. However, that nest also caused his body to react much differently than his brain. Along with his face remaining deeply blushed, Braeburn could feel his member starting to slip from the sheath between his wobbly legs.

Fluttershy turned to discuss her plan with Braeburn, but reeled back in shock when she noticed that Braeburn was getting more and more excited underneath him. “G-goodness!” she said, struggling to keep her volume down. She sheepishly looked away with a deep blush while covering her smile with a hoof. “You really are willing to do this, aren’t you?”

“What? I do--GNNGH!” as soon as he realized where the mare was staring, the stallion quickly turned away and crossed his hind-legs with an embarrassed blush. He pulled his hat down to cover his face as he tried to speak in defense. “Ah… Ah wasn’t tryin’ ta…” Even though his Stetson muffled his words a little, he hoped that Fluttershy heard enough of it for him to get away with his words trailing off shamefully.

“It’s ok,” whispered Fluttershy as she approached him closer and gently lifted his hat up. His eyes laid upon Fluttershy’s caring, tender smile as she tried to comfort him. “If you must know, I’m… I-I’m excited, too.” Perhaps one of the wasps knew about Fluttershy’s frequent visits, or perhaps it had a particularly bad day today, but Braeburn focused his attention on Fluttershy’s flank as that one needy wasp landed on it.

“Ummm…” Braeburn’s eyes widened a little as he lifted a shaky hoof to point at Fluttershy’s flank. “T-There’s a wasp right, ummm…” Upon realizing who he was talking to, Braeburn stopped his warning the instant he saw her sultry smirk back up at him. He may have been more attracted to stallions, but he’d be lying if he tried to say Fluttershy didn’t give an especially enticing look back at him.

“It looks like someone couldn’t wait longer,” stated Fluttershy as she lifted her tail to give the insect more room to traverse across her hindquarters. “Imagine if this happened to a poor bunny or squirrel. I couldn’t bare that thought.” She then glanced back at that little wasp crawling across her flank, biting her lip for a second before groaning softly. “Go ahead, little one. Pick a spot. You’ll be the first to break me in today.”

The wasp needed no other signal. Without hesitation, it lifts its abdomen upwards and unsheathes its stinger. It held its position long enough for Braeburn to get a close look at the smooth dagger, aiming to pierce the quiet pony’s rump. Braeburn’s eyes widened on the sight, and he couldn’t help shuddering in thought of what kind of punch that stinger could pack. “W-Wow,” he muttered in a faint and shaky voice. “T-That looks like… s-somethin’ fierce...”

The wasp quickly thrusted downward, breaking the skin on the upper-right side of her right buttock. It dug its stinger deeper downwards, delivering its payload of venom into her. Fluttershy gritted her teeth momentarily and sharply inhaled. Her muscles twitched at the feeling of the needle dislodging itself from her rump, and a burst of burning sensation soon washed over the wound. Wasp stings may not linger as long as a honey bee sting, but the initial shock is powerful enough to make the strongest pony stagger.

Fluttershy slowly exhaled as the wasp flew away from its handiwork. Her legs shook as she tried to compose herself again. Taking a deep breath, she managed to control herself before she did anything inappropriate for now. Meanwhile, Braeburn was in a similarly enticed state of mind after seeing that first bitter sting on Fluttershy’s butt, causing him to try his hardest not to look too aroused again. Of course, it seemed that from that knowing grin the mare shot back at him, that she was almost expecting him to do something about that twitching member between his crossed legs.

Fluttershy blushed a deep red on her face and let out a small chuckle. “I suppose the wasps aren’t the only ones that are eager”, she taunted. She looked away from Braeburn for a second, and stared down at the grass beneath her hooves. Slowly, she turned around to face away from him. Her wings stretched out to hide her embarrassed face, as she lifted her tail to give him a better view of her sex. Braeburn couldn’t help but stare wide-eyed as her vulva started to wink, signaling her arousal of what’s yet to come. Without a word, she pulled her tail back down and walked toward the hive.

Fluttershy looked upwards at the hive once she was close enough, and called out to the wasps flowing through the opening. “Excuse me, everyone. May I have a moment of your valuable time?”

Braeburn tensed up a bit as he watched the pegasus talking up the angry wasp nest. He may have known that Fluttershy could talk with animals, but it was still really weird to see happen for real. Of course, at hearing the buzzing in the nest die down for a moment, Braeburn could tell that she really was able to get their attention. The stallion took a breath before stepping closer towards the mare as she spoke. Unfortunately, this turned out to be a mistake on his part, as his approach angered the wasps even further. Fluttershy quickly turned her head and motioned her hoof to ask him to stay put. Luckily, the angered buzzing made Braeburn quickly step away for his own safety.

Fluttershy calmly, but desperately tried to calm them down. “It’s ok! Don’t worry. He’s not going to hurt any of you or me. He’s a friend. And he…” The mare blushed a little during her pause before stating with a sincere smile. “...He wants to help you too.” The wasps are wary, but collectively decided to give Braeburn a chance to approach. Their buzzing died down to a hum, signalling his welcome. Fluttershy put her hoof to her chest and exhaled in relief. “Thank you, friends.”

After breathing out weakly in relief, the stallion trotted back up beside Fluttershy while biting his bottom lip.

“Now then,” continued Fluttershy, “I have been hearing from the local fauna that you have been very… protective as of late. I’m here to help those of you that are particularly in a bad mood to help relieve your tension through me and my friend. Afterwards, I don’t want to hear from the other animals how you gave them a few undeserved lumps for a good while. Are we in agreement?” Her firm tone seemed risky to Braeburn, but he remembered how she told him that she’s been through this song-and-dance before. He also wondered if they simply caused trouble so they can have her as a pincushion, but he bit his tongue about it. Besides, given what he felt from those yellow jackets, part of him may have gotten a little jealous if that was the case.

“Good. Now, then…” Fluttershy turned to Braeburn and motioned him to come closer to her. He obliged and walked gingerly towards her. When he was close enough, Fluttershy put her hoof up, signalling him to stop, and then swung her hoof in a circular motion, signalling him to turn around. Braeburn felt his heart skip a beat as he gulped nervously, but then complied with a small shudder that swept across his body. After a deep breath, the stallion kept his muzzle shut as he turned around. Soon the wasp nest was completely behind him, with his waiting rump being pointed right at it; he wanted to be freaked out, but the only response his body gave was a strong twitch of his member hitting his stomach.

“I hope that you’ll forgive me for what I’m about to do next”, she whispered to Braeburn. At first, he was confused and little scared about what she was going to do. But after she took a breath, he was shocked to feel Fluttershy pulling his tail up with her foreleg and giving the wasps a better view of his toned, muscular cheeks and everything in between. Braeburn’s blush exploded across his face, but he could only shiver from the exposure as his stallionhood grew harder

“This is where you will be stinging,” she commanded as her other hoof traced circles on his buttocks. Sweat started to form on Braeburn’s face at the feeling of Fluttershy directing where exactly they were going to be inserting their sharp, dangerous-looking stingers. He felt like he should say something in response, but he could only shudder at the feeling of exposure and pending pain he was about to endure. Even though other thoughts were lingering in his mind from what was about to happen, the stallion clenched his eyes shut to keep in focus. And after a deep breath, Braeburn exhaled deeply before lowering the front half of his body, leaving his rear completely raised and exposed invitingly for those pesky stingers.

His clenched eyes suddenly opened in surprise when Fluttershy lightly touched his jewels swinging underneath. Though she didn’t mean to do so sexually, the feeling made his genitals twitch in response. “These are absolutely off-limits. If I hear that you so much as even land on them, I will stop this immediately and leave you to your anxiety. And, while we are at it, this is also off-limits.” Her hoof glided upwards towards the underside of his tail, hovering over his anus. “Do not touch this either. It’s a dirty place and I don’t want him to suffer any lasting damage.”

Braeburn bit the inside of his cheek in embarrassment, unsure how to feel about a mare touching him like she was presenting an anatomy class. Even though he appreciated her giving those instructions, it still made him feel a little uneasy. Oh well, he thought to himself as he breathed out in confirmation. At least she’s helpin’ a lot. Plus, Ah should be glad she ain’t keepin’ them fr--
The stallion tensed up and quickly shook his head, not wanting to finish that thought and get any ideas he shouldn’t. Hoping to keep his head clear, Braeburn re-closed his eyes as he felt her hoof pull away.

Fluttershy leaned in closer to his ear. “Sorry… Trust me. You need to tell them these things, otherwise they won’t hold back”, she whispered to him. She finally stepped away from Braeburn as she gave the wasps the flying room they needed to navigate around him. She also took off her saddle bag and put her medical supplies on standby. “One at a time, please. You may begin when ready.”

Braeburn’s eyes were tightly closed, so the only sign he got of the wasps’ agreement was the sound of their buzzing intensifying. Even as his tail was lifted up, it waved involuntarily across his back as he laid in such a submissive stance. As soon as he felt a wasp land right on the middle of his right cheek, he took a breath through his nostrils while his muzzle stayed tightly shut. Even though he may have felt stingers before, his heart was still racing in anticipation for that first wasp to stick him hard.

Fluttershy watched with a bit lip and narrowed eyes as the wasp’s stinger came out into view, and it eagerly bore down on Braeburn’s rump to stab his flesh without warning. The stallion let out a weak grunt as he felt the needle stick into his cheek, piercing the skin and injecting its venom as deep as it could. He tried to keep himself from getting too vocal, knowing that this place wasn’t as vacant as the yellow jacket nests; of course, that didn’t stop the pony from writhing with a heavy groan by the time the first wasp flew away, leaving a sizeable red dot on his rump that burned like crazy.

Fluttershy’s heartbeat grew at the sight of him getting his first sting. It was one thing to feel the stinger burrowing into her. It was another matter entirely to actually see the stinger go inside him. Her breathing became louder as the heat ran to her cheeks, as well as to her nether region. She instinctively lifted up her tail and her sex started to wink more and more, moistening the folds.

Braeburn brought a hoof up to his face so he could cover his mouth tightly. As he groaned out painfully through his hoof, his rear remained raised and exposed for more stinging. Meanwhile, his member continued to twitch as it stood rock-hard below his stomach and chest, clearly approving of the position he put himself in. By the time the next wasp flew down, resting near the bottom of his left cheek, Braeburn tried not to moan through his hoof at what was going to happen next.

The second wasp punctured the stallion’s flesh much quicker than the first, clearly needing to vent out its frustration from how hard it pierced him. His cheek muscles spasmed a bit from the stinger hitting such a tender part, but the pony remained in place as his muffled moan came out more audibly. The second sting felt a little more intense than the first, probably from hitting a more muscled region of his flank, and the venom burned a little hotter by the time it dislodged from his flesh. As his backside shivered from the familiarly intense pain that was creeping across his cheeks, Braeburn bit his hoof hard as he waited for the next wasp to intensify it.

Fluttershy gazed at Braeburn as he continued to take the wrath of each wasp like a champion. Feeling more and more comfortable about how well he was doing, Fluttershy lowered her upper-body a little, allowing her hooves more reach to touch her wet marehood. Her hoof stroked up and down her lips, occasionally sliding across her winking clit every time it popped from its cover. Her knees trembled a bit, struggling to keep her rear up as she moaned at the sight of Braeburn's toned rear being punctured.

Braeburn could overhear Fluttershy’s faint, cute-sounding moans, but could hardly focus on it as those first two stings started to throb more notably against his flesh. As soon as the third wasp flew down in a hurry to unload its venom, the stallion no longer bit on his hoof as he moaned weakly in anticipation. His whole body jolted from that third prick, which struck his right cheek very close to the middle of his crack. Since the area had a lot less flesh to cushion the stinger than the previous two, the pain was intense enough to make his hind-legs tense up in severe discomfort. Just despite how badly that stinger burned before it was dislodged, Braeburn grunted with a bit lip as he felt his stallionhood throb immensely between his legs.

Fluttershy lifted her head up in concern after hearing Braeburn take a powerful poke. She put her satisfying needs on hold to ask “A-Are you ok? T-they aren’t t-too bad… are they?”

The lingering pain that was burning across his rump, accompanied by the adrenaline pumping through his veins from the sensation, fueled his response as he quickly shook his head. “N-No~” he growled before barely reopening his eyes. He glanced back at her with a strained, but still evident smile while biting his lip to handle the pain. “Ah… Ah dealt with worse~”

“Ah, b-but, you have nopony to help your relax. T-Taking the stings is just one part of the sensation.” Fluttershy, out of overwhelming kindness, crawled on her stomach towards Braeburn, approaching his underside. Getting close enough to practically touch it, she stared at the length of Braeburn’s member as it twitched upward, hitting his stomach. “Poor thing. I-it’s just begging for some attention.” Her face reddened as she gently caressed the shaft of his length with her wet hoof, slowly stroking it up and down in small, straight movements.

“To be honest, I’ve never done this to another stallion before, but… I just can’t leave you unattended…” she whispered sensually. “Please. Don’t mind us. Continue~” she raised her voice to assure the wasps.

Braeburn pulled his hoof away as he moaned more audibly, shuddering as he felt the mare’s warm breath brushing against the underside of his cock. Even though he never did anything with a mare before (mostly since he had already bedded enough stallions to know a girl wasn’t needed), he couldn’t dare resist Fluttershy’s offer while his stallionhood throbbed so strongly above her waiting face. As he tried to gather his breath to respond, Braeburn didn’t realize a fourth wasp landed on his left cheek before feeling the sharp sting near the middle again. “Ah… Ah guess that’d be alri-AAAAHHH!!~”

That fourth sting, which landed especially close to the previous sting on his left cheek, deeply intensified the burning he already felt on that left side. After the venom was deposited, causing his flesh to sting even greater than before, Braeburn clenched his eyes as the pain caused his cock to throb hard above Fluttershy’s face. A small glob of pre spat out from the tip, leaving a couple of drops of the clear substance to fall down and land on Fluttershy’s forehead.

“Ah!” she yelped in surprise before giggling with a blush. “W-Well, it’s no wonder. You really did need somepony to help you out. You’re all pent up...” Licking her lips, Fluttershy lifted her head up to give his tip a slight lick. She extended her tongue to lap up any pre-cum left hanging from him, and licked her lips to savor the taste.

Braeburn kept his eyes closed as he moaned from that first tantalizing lick of the mare’s tongue, greatly contrasting with the burning he felt across his raised butt. “Mmm~” purred the mare sensually, growing more confident with her advances on him, “I think it has the right amount of adrenaline in it. I wonder if I can get some more…?” However, before Fluttershy can manage to put the tip through her lips, a single wasp lands on Fluttershy’s ear and started to buzz loudly.

Another wasp landed directly in the middle of Braeburn’s right cheek, delivering another painful hit of venom that that stabbed right into his supple flesh. His cock throbbed once more as he cried out in a mix of pain and elation, causing another couple drops of pre to shot our and land on Fluttershy’s mane. However, the mare didn’t seem to notice as she listened intently to the buzzing insect by her ear.

“Oooh, now look what happened…” she responded to the wasp’s insisting buzzing. “What’s so… What? Oh, my!” Fluttershy scrambled from underneath Braeburn, wanting to get a better listen to the wasp. She stands to face the hive, and give a singular wasp among the swarm a polite bow, lowering her head. “Your majesty. I’m so honored to see you out of your hive.”

Braeburn looked back at the mare in confusion, his rump and cock both twitching after he was left hanging in pent-up arousal and pain. “W… wha?” he moaned out with squinted eyes.

She turns her head slightly towards Braeburn and gives a whisper. “Braeburn, turn around! The queen is here! She wants to have some relief as well. This is a very rare occasion.”

The stallion’s body was writhing in pain while his balls ached from that teasing, but he reluctantly complied with a groan. After lifting himself back up, Braeburn winced as he turned himself around to face Fluttershy and the wasp queen. The queen descended towards Fluttershy, until it landed softly on her nose. She buzzes in rhythmic patterns, communicating with the pony. Fluttershy carefully turned her head toward Braeburn with a wide grin on her face. “This is so exciting! Here, I’ll translate.”

The queen buzzes some more in beats and patterns. “She says that she wants some relief, too, and she commands you give it to her”, Fluttershy translated.

“Ummm…” After blinking a couple times, Braeburn merely shrugged and nodded in acceptance. “Uhh, alright, Ah guess. Ah mean, if she wants ta do it, then...”

As Braeburn turned to position himself once more, the queen angrily buzzed a formal complaint. “Oh! Wait… His rump isn’t good enough?” questioned Fluttershy. The queen buzzes more. “That’s for commoners, you say!” Fluttershy stifles a laugh while looking at Braeburn in the eyes. He can’t help but feel a bit insulted by that remark, even if it was by an insect. “Well, what do you suggest, your majesty?”

The queen buzzes more. “Something...soft. Untouched… Delicate…” Fluttershy’s eyes soon began to widen, getting a good idea what the queen wanted. Upon seeing the mare’s face, Braeburn started to look concerned as well.

“Oh, dear. That… That’s quite the tall order, your highness…” She looked back at Braeburn worriedly, not saying anything. He saw Fluttershy shifting her eyes towards his own with a bit lip, and then down to his member. And then back to him, and his member again…

Braeburn wasn’t the best at charades, but his eyes began to widen soon enough when he connected the pieces. “W… W-What?” He asked in a weak, but still concerned tone. His heart pounded harder in his chest, not expecting that sort of request to occur after getting a few stings on his butt. But as the seconds passed, the stallion’s face became redder as his lingering thoughts were reemerged.

“S-surely, you can settle with my delicate soft spots, you majesty. I can-” The queen interrupts Fluttershy to throw a tiny temper tantrum. She then flew towards Braeburn and landed on his nose, impatiently awaiting an answer. “Oh dear…” Fluttershy whispered under her breath. “Braeburn. I don’t want to pressure you, but...” She averted her eyes and played with blades of grass with her hoof. “She commands the entire hive. If she’s angry, every wasp is angry, and we’re back to square one…” After thinking it over, Fluttershy huffed with a nervous look and corrected herself. “No, worse than square one. Maybe a square zero!”

Braeburn gulped fretfully, feeling much more nervous than before. In fact, with that queen wasp staring up at him from the bridge of his snout, the stallion felt just as sheepish as he did back when he first tried it with those yellow jackets. He was worried to ask, but his heart was pounding in his chest to hear that confirmation. And between his legs, his member remained fully erect despite what he was going to say. “Y-You… you’re sayin’ that she wants to use my…”

After a brief pause, the stallion looked back at Fluttershy and motioned downward before finishing. “M-My… my dick?” Even though the idea petrified him, saying that didn’t seem to make him grow softer in the slightest. In fact, the stallion could’ve sworn that asking that question almost did the opposite.

The queen emitted a slow, soothing buzz. Fluttershy stared down in amazement on how Braeburn’s body was reacting. “U-um… The queen notices your arousal and... is taking it as a yes...Yes?”

Braeburn felt like he was completely trapped in this scenario as a result of his own body, but he knew he couldn’t lie to either the mare or the queen wasp. The idea was absolutely insane, and something he wanted to turn away immediately. However, as his lewd thoughts continued to intensify in his head, and his butt continued to burn steadily from those earlier stings, something inside the stallion compelled him to be honest. No, it urged him to do it, just to experience something so intense and see how well he could handle it.

After clenching his eyes shut in shameful need, Braeburn exhaled softly through his nostrils before answering, “Y… Y-Yeah…” He then reopened his eyes and nodded to the queen staring up at him. “G… Go ahead, y-your Majesty…”

The queen shot up from his nose, buzzing with excitement. “Oh! Goodness, that certainly brightened up her day.” Fluttershy looked up at the sky, and noticed that evening was steadily approaching. “Oh! I didn’t know it was getting this late.” Fluttershy approached Braeburn and lowered her head down without a word. He parted his forelegs to allow Fluttershy more room and easier access to his cock, still ready and willing. “Sorry, Braeburn, but we will need to speed this up a bit. My animals might come home any minute, and they’ll all be looking for me.”

Braeburn nodded with a bit lip, wanting to get the tension cut away anyway. As he closed his eyes, his nerves tingled as he heard the buzzing of that queen wasp flying down to where Fluttershy was. He then shuddered when he felt her hooves caressing his cock once more, helping to keep him steady for the queen’s much needed relief. The buzzing echoed below his barrel, until he felt the queen landing on the delicate skin of his member. Her crawling around was enough to make it twitch.

Fluttershy helped ease his anxiety by circling her tongue around the flared head and caressing it around her lips. Braeburn couldn’t help but look down to stare at the rear of the pony that was soothing his member, but he tensed up when a small swarm approached him face to face. Fluttershy let the member slide out of her mouth with a pop, and turned to the swarm. “Don’t worry, Braeburn. They’re here for me~” Braeburn’s eyes widened as Fluttershy moved her tail to the side and shook her rump teasingly. “I need to give the rest some treatment, too. They’ve been dying for a release. But don’t worry. I can take it.”

Recalling the mare’s stories about her experiences with stingers, Braeburn trusted her judgement and nodded. Of course, the sight of all those wasps landing over the mare’s exposed backside made him shudder hard with a needy moan, almost wanting to feel jealous of what she was going to receive. But as soon as he felt that queen wasp crawl right to the middle of his shaft, untouched by Fluttershy as she went back in and soothed his cockhead. Braeburn groaned out in dire need as his hind-legs buckled for a second. “O… O-Okay!” he blurted after getting tensed up, ready to feel that royal prick.

The queen was, at least, merciful enough for her victim to be willing to grace him with her stinger. After all, she hardly ever used it, and let her servants do all the work. She lifted her longer abdomen and prepared her stinger. However, she doesn’t just thrust it in like her soldiers. She worked delicately, slowly lowering the sting until the tip touched his skin, awaiting a response from the stallion.

Braeburn gasped at he felt the slightest tease of that stinger touching his skin, almost taunting him to beg for it. His hind-legs trembled even more as his cock throbbed hard, spurting out more globs of his pre that shot into Fluttershy’s mouth. Meanwhile, the mare groaned and moaned through her soothing suckles on the head, her body twitching with each hard sting that was delivered from the wasps covering her rump with their stingers. The creatures were stinging her one at a time, making it a near-constant barrage of pain and stimulation that kept the pegasus on her hooves while tending to Braeburn’s soon-to-be-stung cock. Unable to take much more, the stallion writhed in utter need before moaning out needily, “S… S-Stick it in!”

The queen, satisfied with her victim’s appreciation of her craft, began to lower her abdomen down slowly. Fluttershy watched as the stinger slowly disappeared into his member, until the tip of her abdomen touched the skin. Her venom washed across the shaft of his cock, sending a burning sensation that overwhelmed all of his senses. The feeling of the stinger digging inside was almost enough to bring him to the brink. The instant the stinger went in, the stallion screamed out in unfathomable pain as his whole body tensed up from the queen’s brutal piercing of his delicate flesh.

All the while, Fluttershy is working towards a climax of her own. Her hoof reached down toward her stomach and continued what she left off before. Each sting quickened her pace. Her hoof slid up and down her lips, creating a puddle underneath her. She was close. It just needed a few more strokes and stings. She also focused on Braeburn’s pained member, working to release him from this tension. She suckled on the head, moving her lips to and fro, lathering it with her saliva and gathering whatever comes out.

The combination of Fluttershy’s lips and that queen wasp’s stinger threw Braeburn through a tailspin of conflicting feelings and overwhelming arousal. Despite the blinding pain that was just delivered to his cock, it still throbbed immensely while the queen’s stinger was still embedded in it. And the sounds of Fluttershy’s determined slurps, combined with the droning buzzes of all those wasps around them, landed Braeburn right at the peak of orgasm. As he shuddered from the pain and pleasure melding as one across his body, the pony used the last of his strength to keep his legs held up, moaning out in a strained cry as he teetered on the peak.

And that was when the queen wasp, perhaps sensing how close the stallion was, promptly yanked her stinger out from his cock to leave a huge welt on the shaft.

As soon as the stinger pulled out, the pain he felt was only intensified by the monumental burning that arose from his wound being exposed and swelling. Gritting his teeth, Braeburn couldn’t hold it in as he yelled out in intense pain and unbridled pleasure. And halfway through his long and lingering yell, his cock throbbed only a couple more times before erupting right inside of Fluttershy’s waiting mouth.

As soon as she heard him groan, and the inside of her mouth was hit with that first hard blast of his warm, musky load, she was surprised by how much he was delivering to her. Each shot hit the back of her throat, and she started to struggle to keep it all in. Gulp by gulp, she managed to hold back from coughing and ruining the flow. Speaking of which, Fluttershy began to feel a burning desire to release from deep inside her canals. Each sting brought her closer, as she could feel her release coming to a head. She slid Braeburns cock out of her mouth, and loudly moaned as much as she could. She furiously rubbed her clitoris to help speed up the process until, finally, waves of ecstacy washed over her entire body. The pleasure of her muscles tightening and releasing was almost enough to override the pain. She squirted more juices that splashed on her hoof and on the ground, dripping concentrated amounts of adrenaline and euphoria. Her legs began to shudder wildly until they finally caved in, slamming Fluttershy’s rump to the ground and scattering several wasps. The wasps themselves dispersed and returned to their hive, satisfied with the venom they’ve released that day.

As for the queen, who was very satisfied with her sting, she hovered around Braeburn’s muzzle for a moment while he was laid on top of Fluttershy, panting deeply and just at the brink of exhaustion. After buzzing down and muzzling the stallion’s snout, the queen dispersed towards her hive to continue her reign. Of course, her exit wasn’t noticed by either of the melissiophiliacs as they fell down on top of each other, completely spent and covered in countless wasp stings over themselves.

Fluttershy felt Braeburn’s warm body enveloping over hers, comforting her after an intense session. As he lowered himself to lay on his side, savoring the cool temperatures from the grass, Fluttershy moved to bring herself face to face with the brave stallion that helped her in her time of need. She knew before that he preferred other stallions but, in that tender moment, she embraced Braeburn as somepony she could truly trust. He was a friend to share her most inner feelings to, and she will always treasure the risks he made to help her and her insects.

Alas, she still had things to do that day. Animals to tend to, birds to feed, brushing Angel’s fur, and more that she couldn’t think of at the moment. However, while her body laid limp and burning from all that wasp venom, all that she wanted to do was spend a few more moments with him, under the sun and the sounds of quiet buzzing from above.

“Braeburn… Thank you. You really handled that well.” She paused for a minute to give him a quick kiss on the snout, before placing her head on his chest. “I hope that you’ll be back to help me next time…”

Braeburn’s cock may have stung like a bastard, as well as his rear. However, he couldn’t help but laid out in the grass with such a sweet and unique mare, the stallion didn’t even hesitate to respond with a loving nuzzle against her. “Fluttershy… Ah’d be more than happy to do that~”

Author's Note

This special chapter was the result of a collaboration between me and TheVClaw, who was super kind and awesome enough to invite me to write with him. I hope that you've enjoyed reading it as much as we've enjoyed writing it.