The Sting Of The Love Bee

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“Ms. Cloud Shaper? You’re up next.”

Fluttershy watched another pony stand up from her seat and trot over to the double doors, where the apathetic nurse called out to her in a monotone, droning voice.

“Oh dear… I thought that Canterlot’s nurses would be more… kind than that. I wonder what her problem is?” wondered Fluttershy as she sat on a plush, yet not very comfortable chair. She took another look around the room she’s in while she’s patiently waiting for her name to be called next. Her eyes caught a poster across the room, promoting the hospital she’s in. The fully-draped surgeon on it was pointing towards the viewer with his hoof, stating the quote underneath “Put your trust in the best, and put your fears to rest". It even had the Canterlot Central Hospital logo and everything. It’s about as generic as an uplifting poster could be, but it got the job done.

Directly in front of her was a table with a stack of magazines on top of it. None of it seemed very interesting to her. All they covered was the latest fashions and trends, with no nature, animal, or sewing magazines to speak of. To her right was a poor stallion with a cast on his right foreleg. Hopefully, he’s here to have it removed. He noticed Fluttershy looking and flashed a polite smile. Fluttershy shyly smiled and turns her head away. To her left is a mother and colt, a business pony, and a pony a few more chairs down that’s constantly blowing his nose. Fluttershy makes a mental note to stay far away from him. In fact, she wondered where the hoof sanitizers are.

“Ms. Fluttershy? You’re up next.”

That’s her! Fluttershy lifted herself up from her seat and passed by the colt complaining on being here, the impatient business pony that’s sore that his name wasn’t called, and far, far away from the sick pony. She approached the nurse, waiting on further instructions.

“This way, please,” the nurse droned as she turned to walk down the hallway. Fluttershy followed her, getting a little nervous about the quality of care in this hospital. She hoped that the doctor isn’t as surly as the nurse.

After walking several doors down, filling her head with patients either in pain or resting, Fluttershy stopped as the nurse opened a door and backed away from it.

“You’ll be waiting here for a few more minutes until the doctor is ready,” the nurse rehearsed, pointing to the room and directing Fluttershy to go inside.

“More waiting?” Fluttershy thought as a visible look of concern formed on her face. She did what she’s told and entered the room as the nurse closed the door behind her. Fluttershy noticed the hard looking bed with the thin paper draped on it. She climbed on top of it and sat patiently, taking in her new surroundings. It’s certainly a lot bigger than she imagined, with a counter stretched across the room housing many medical supplies. There were even some of those tongue depressors that she liked so much as a filly. Although it’s gross to think about now, she believed, back then, that they were used popsicle sticks, and that she might get one that tasted like cherries.

She was an odd filly.

The door opened, startling Fluttershy from her train of thought. A pony with a dark pink coat, a long, hanging white mane, and pink highlights walked in with a stethoscope around her neck, a doctor’s coat on, and a clipboard in her hoof. She broke away from reading the files on the clipboard to look at Fluttershy with her blue eyes and flash her a smile. Fluttershy was relieved to see a pony smiling at her, even if she may or may not be faking it.

“Hello, Ms. Fluttershy. I’m Dr. Heartbeat. I’ve been looking forward to meeting you, especially since Princess Celestia sent you here personally to see me,” she gushed a little and cleared her throat.

“Oh! Well, it’s nice to meet you, too, Doctor.” Fluttershy said rather softly. “Um, so, what exactly will we be doing during my visit?”

“Just a standard check-up, nothing serious.” Heartbeat closed the door and hoped that no one was coming. She got closer to Fluttershy and began to whisper. “A case of some of those love bees were dropped of at the lab. We don’t want the public to know about this new type of insect, but we still need to perform some live tests on them just to be safe.”

Fluttershy’s heart skipped a beat. Love bees? Here at the hospital? What did Princess Celestia intend to do with Fluttershy anyway? “U-um, then, h-how?” Fluttershy calmed her nerves a bit. “W-What does that have to do with me?”

Heartbeat looked at her file one more time to reconfirm that this was the right patient. “It says here you are capable with communicating with all sorts of animals, yes?”

“U-um...Yes?”

“It also says that you have a... long history with insect stings, correct?”

“What?! How does she have that kind of information?!” Fluttershy thought as her blood flushed from her face, ready to die in embarrassment.

Dr. Heartbeat noticed Fluttershy’s shocked expression and attempted to put her at ease. “Oh, don’t worry, Ms. Fluttershy!” she said. “All of this information is strictly confidential! I’m just relaying what I was told.”

“Told by whom?” Fluttershy continued thinking with her eyes darting around to piece it all together.“Celestia? Is that why I was called here? She couldn’t have known that...Unless…?” Fluttershy let out a gasp as she figured out who might have told her. Heartbeat immediately was concerned for her well-being.

“What’s the matter, Fluttershy! Are you ok?” she asked. Fluttershy closed her eyes as her brow furrowed. The secret’s out in the open, now. No way to get out of this one gracefully.

“When I come back to Ponyville, Twilight and I are going to have a serious talk about secret-keeping.” She opened her eyes, took a deep breath and tried to be friendly. “Yes,” she assures. “I’m fine. And yes, it’s all true.”

“Interesting… May I ask what you’ve been stung by previously, for the record?” asked Heartbeat, trying to be as gentle as possible.

“Well, let’s see.” Fluttershy searched through her mental history and listed as many insects as she could. “There’s the love bees, of course. I’ve also been stung by paper wasps, red wasps, bumblebees, carpenter bees, flash bees, one honey bee that was very sick and wanted to know what it felt like, velvet ants, fire ants, mud daubers, yellow jackets, bald-faced hornets.” Fluttershy stopped to catch her breath and continued. “Bloat bees, jewel wasps, bullet ants, tarantula hawks, emperor scorpions, bark scorpions, cicada killers, and needle ants. That’s all, I think…”

Fluttershy doubled back at the sight of Dr. Heartbeat’s face. Her jaw was hanging with her pupils shrunk, trying to process it all. “I-I’m sorry. Is that too much?” Fluttershy whispered. Heartbeat snapped out of it and cleared her throat. “Well, I’m… sure you have your reasons. Uh, let’s begin the examination.” She trotted over to the medical supply cabinet besides the counter and took out a long wrapped object, rubbing alcohol, and a rubber strap. She placed the alcohol and rubber strap on the bed besides Fluttershy and unwrapped the long object. Fluttershy’s curiosity turned into horror as object revealed itself to be a hypodermic needle.

“N-no!” blurted out Fluttershy. “P-please, no needles!” Fluttershy backed away as much as she could from Heartbeat. The doctor was taken aback by her reaction.

“Huh? But…” Heartbeat tried to wrap her head around this unexpected turn of events. “I thought that it would be ok to get this out of the way, since...you know.”

Fluttershy extended her wings and hid her face behind them, visibly shaking at the sight of the needle. “I-it’s different than t-that…” she stuttered. “T-those stingers are u-usually so cute and small. But, that thing looks…” Fluttershy peeked from behind her feathers and gasped at the sight of it again. “Enormous!”

The doctor thought for a minute. “Yes, but this is a sterile, clean, helpful needle. It’s different than living creatures pumping venom into you.”

“I don’t care! I don’t want that thing in me!” Fluttershy cried out. Dr. Heartbeat rolled her eyes and let out a sigh.

“Come on, Fluttershy~” Heartbeat sang with a voice as sweet she can possibly muster. “I always tell the little ones to pretend like it’s a bee sting. I’m sure you can, too.”

Fluttershy lowered her wings to get a better look at Dr. Heartbeat, who was smiling as wide as she possibly can. “And that calms them down?” asked Fluttershy. “I always thought that other ponies besides me hate getting stung.”

The doctor’s eyes darted left to right while maintaining the phony smile. She never really thought about that until now. “Yes?” she lied. Fluttershy sighed and retracts her wings. She scooted closer to her on the bed, then turned to lie on her stomach. Her legs dangled off the side of the bed as she lifted her tail in front of the doctor, giving her better access to her hindquarters. Heartbeat sputtered a bit, blushed, and averted her eyes.

“F-Fluttershy! What are you doing?” asked the confused doctor. Fluttershy responded by giving her rump a sultry shake and lifting it up a bit.

“You want me to pretend it’s a bee sting? Fine. Just…” She hesitated as she starts to feel more vulnerable in her position. “S-Stick it in…”

“In where?!” shouted the doctor, trying her best not to stare.

“M-my… butt. In my butt cheeks. That’s where the little ones usually go.”

Heartbeat blindly reached out her hoof until she felt the hairs of Fluttershy’s tail. She pushed it down to cover up Fluttershy’s more intimate parts. “Ok,” Heartbeat raised her voice to get her attention, “first of all, I don’t need to know every detail of what you do behind closed doors. Second, I can’t draw blood from your butt. A safer, more effective procedure is in your elbow! Now, if you would be so kind, act your age, sit up, and extend your foreleg!”

Fluttershy, embarrassed by being talked down to like a small filly, moved from her wanting position and sat on the bed once more. She looked away from the doctor while rubbing her foreleg with her other hoof. Bracing herself, she closed her eyes and extended her leg as instructed, letting out a small whimper. Grateful to see some cooperation, Dr. Heartbeat wrapped the rubber strap around Fluttershy’s leg to slow the circulation. Then, she rubbed some alcohol on the site of the puncture sight to disinfect it. She positioned the needle on Fluttershy’s inner joint, but glanced at Fluttershy’s face. She could see the poor pony really taking her best hoof forward and facing her fears.

“Bzzzzzzzzzzz.” Dr. Heartbeat buzzed through her teeth. “I’m a small little wasp, and I’m having a bad day. Say, this looks like a good place to sting.”

Fluttershy, admittedly, was a little embarrassed on how the doctor was suddenly role-playing with her, but she can admit that the thought of this scenario taking place washelping her calm down a little. Before she could respond, she felt a sharp pinch hit her joint. Fluttershy hissed a bit and bit her lip. She could feel the needle inside, hunting for blood.

“Ahhh. You’re a big wasp…” said Fluttershy as she struggled to keep her eyes closed and dared not to look at what’s really happening.

“I sure am… and I’m done!” the doctor happily announced. Fluttershy opened her eyes and looked at her arm. Nothing was left besides the entry point of the needle. She felt a little tinge of pain, but it’s not as bad as the many stings she took before.

“Wow. That was fast.”

“Yup!” Dr. Heartbeat penetrated a small vial and discharged the blood inside. She placed the vial inside her coat pocket and took out a bandage from the supplies counter. She unwrapped it, removing the paper sticking to it, and placed it on Fluttershy’s arm lovingly. She smiled at Fluttershy while Fluttershy blushed and formed a silly grin.

“I’m going to be right back, Fluttershy. I need to drop this off at the lab,” said the doctor as she opened the door. “I’ll be back in a few minutes.” She closed the door behind her as Fluttershy watched her disappear through the window on the door. She lifted her leg to look at the bandage stuck to her. She did feel rather silly behaving the way she did, but everypony has their phobias. However, was it just the needle that she was afraid of or the pony directing the needle? A large majority of creatures listen to her and she took care of them in kind. However, she could never summon enough courage to try and get other ponies to listen to her, as soft-spoken as she was.

“It must be a trust issue,” Fluttershy thought. “I must trust my animal friends a lot more than I trust other ponies…” She sighed and looked down on the floor, swinging her dangling back legs off the bed. “Maybe that’s why it’s so hard for me share my feelings to even my closest friends…”

Heartbeat walked in a hurried pace, passing several staff ponies on duty who tried to make small talk. She brushed them off, intent on focusing on more pressing matters. She passed through double doors into a laboratory room that’s suited to cellular and biological research. She approached another pony that was looking at a sample through a microscope and tapped his shoulder. The light orange unicorn stallion was startled for a bit, being pulled away from his research, but he flashed a smile as soon as he laid his eyes on the beautiful mare before him. He reached in his pocket and pulled out a comb, giving his short, stylish, brown pompadour a quick brush.

“So, Dr. Heartbeat, what can I do for you?” he asked as he pocketed his comb. He tried his best to make subtle advances, but she didn’t respond to it.

“I want you to run a test on our VIP’s blood ASAP, Cell Count,” she responded as she took the vial out of her pocket and placed it on a stable holder on the counter. “Our boss has been riding my ass to get results ever since Princess Celestia delivered our… samples.”

“Ah, yes. Of course.” Cell cleared his throat. “Should I go ahead and prepare the specimens for our willing guinea pig?”

Offended by his remark, she put her face close to his and furrowed her brow. “Don’t call her that!” She backed off and took a deep breath. “Look, I know we both had our laughs when we read her files, but the patient is actually… a lot braver than I give her credit for.” Fear of needles aside, Heartbeat certainly would never dream of letting any of the insects Fluttershy listed to forcefully invade her body.

“If you say so. I certainly don’t want to be in her position.” Cell took the blood vial, poured it in a separate flask, and mixed a few other chemicals in it. He swished it around in his hoof and peered inside. “Looking good so far,” he stated as he poured a sample of the concoction in a petri dish. He put the dish under the microscope and peered in. After adjusting the knobs, he noticed something that makes his mane stand on end. “H-Holy cow!”

Heartbeat’s ears perked up from his reaction. “What? What’s wrong?” she asks concernedly.

“This pony’s immune system!” He grabbed the clipboard containing information on Fluttershy and quickly jotted down newfound information. “I’ve never seen anything like it! Her blood is full of antibodies. What could be the cause of all this?”

Heartbeat tapped her hoof on her chin and thought for a minute. “It may be a result from all the stings…”

“What?”

“Look, let’s just say that her history with insect stings is a long and extensive one. I think the constant exposure to different kinds of venom is making her immune system work overtime.”

Cell grabbed the files and gave it a second look. He nodded his head in agreement. “Makes sense. Either way, I’m confident the patient can take what those bees dish out.” He turned his head towards Heartbeat and flashed another winning smile. “Another brilliant deduction, doctor. Your intelligence almost surpasses your beauty.”

“We aren’t having a moment here, Cell.” Heartbeat brushed him off effortlessly and went down to business. She opened a leather case and took out another glass case inside. The case contained several love bees with swollen abdomens. They were looking to sting anypony just to get some relief. “Get the bees to the patient’s room and make sure to cover up the case. We don’t want to spook anypony.”

At this point, the boredom was so overwhelming that Fluttershy was counting each and every tile on the ceiling twice. Once was to find the total number, while the second time was to make sure she’s correct. She was actually so focused on this task that the sound of the door handle turning startled her out of it. The door swung open, allowing a medical instrument trolley to roll in. Pushing the trolley was Cell Count, with Heartbeat walking behind him. Fluttershy’s curiosity pointed to what was on top of the trolley: medical forceps, more rubbing alcohol with cotton sheets, a bulky, weird machine with electrodes and wires attached to it and a medium sized, oblong object that’s covered in a sheet. After she took note of what’s there, Cell Count walked to Fluttershy and extended his hoof.

“Ms. Fluttershy! Good to meet you. I’m Dr. Cell Count. I mostly dabble in the labs.” he welcomed as he greeted her with a winning smile. Fluttershy turned her head to not make eye contact and shook his hoof to be polite.

“L-likewise. The ‘good to meet you’ part, not the ‘lab dabbling’ part.” Fluttershy said as her words drifted off in volume. Cell gave a laugh, and nudged her sore foreleg a bit, sparking a bit of pain in Fluttershy. She pulled her leg away and rubbed it.

“Hahaha! We’ll get along just fine.”

“The tests came back from the blood sample you gave us,” Heartbeat chimed in, “you are in peak physical condition and your immunity is incredibly high.”

Fluttershy turned towards Heartbeat and gave a sheepish grin. “Oh, was that why you needed my blood?” She turned to her foreleg and rubbed it some more. “Goodness, I should have told you that my zebra friend, Zecora, gave me a potion that makes me immune to all known venom from insect stings.”

Heartbeat’s eyes lit up upon hearing that. She leaned in closer to hear her better, filled with disbelief. “What?!” she shouted.

Fluttershy was taken aback by her getting so close. “Oh… dear, that wasn’t in the file?”

“Not that I know of…”

“Well, it’s true. That’s why I can…” she noticed that a complete stranger, namely Dr. Cell Count, was in the room and shut up almost immediately.

“Don’t worry. He knows.”

“He does?”

“Don’t worry about it, Ms. Fluttershy.” Cell reassured. “Besides, it’s why we called you here… for this!” Cell Count removed the blanket, unveiling the swollen love bees crawling slowly inside the glass container. Fluttershy’s pupils shrank and her heart increased in pace at the sight of those types of bees again. Heartbeat noticed how Fluttershy’s hind legs are quivering and her breathing grew in intensity. At first, she feared the worst, but she noticed how Fluttershy was instinctively pushing her body towards the bees instead of backing away like she usually did.

“Ok, ok! Relax, Fluttershy.” urged Heartbeat. “We need to first attach a monitor to you to collect your sensory data, and we need you to start off calmly before we can begin for the results to be accurate.” Fluttershy slowed her breathing down and focused on the doctor. “After all, we can’t let you start off excited, right?”

Fluttershy put her hoof on her chest and breathed deep. She calmed herself down, doing her best to pretend that they aren’t even there. Meanwhile, Dr. Cell Count handed over said monitor to Dr. Heartbeat. “Here, lean your head towards me.” gently commanded Heartbeat. Fluttershy, keeping her eyes closed and pretending that the bees aren’t there, leaned forward as Heartbeat carefully and gently attached the electrodes to Fluttershy’s forehead and each cheek on her face. “Now, I want you to turn your body away from Dr. Cell Count and lay down on your stomach, ok?” Heartbeat activated the bulky machine as it started up in a hum. Satisfied that her nerve and pulse readings are on display, she set the machine down on the floor and kept an eye on it.

Cell Count, taking this as a signal to begin, used his magic to levitate the pair of forceps and opened the top of the case. Thankfully, Heartbeat had the foresight to chill the bees by putting them in a freezer for a bit, making them cold, sluggish, and unable to fly. He easily grabbed one and lifted it up out of the container, closing the lid afterwards. He walked closer behind Fluttershy as the poor mare was still keeping herself calm, not knowing that he was hovering the bee over one of her unguarded buttocks. He glanced at Heartbeat to check if it was ok to proceed. She silently nods at him, then turns to hush Fluttershy while holding her hoof.

“Relax, Fluttershy. Think of the ocean and the sounds of the waves crashing on the shore…” whispered Heartbeat as Cell Count lowers the bee. Fluttershy can see it all in her mind. The breezing wind, the rushing waters, the glow of the sand. She felt completely at ease. That is, until the bee’s stinger eventually prodded her rump. She could feel the sharpness of the needle puncturing her as the ideal vacation spot vanished in an instant. Now, she was more focused on what’s behind her as she bit her lips and grunts under her breath. Her tail instinctively moved aside completely, giving Cell Count free reign on her entire hindquarters as the venom drains from the bee and goes into her system.

“Ok,” says Heartbeat as she read the data on the machine, “The readings are starting to accelerate. There’s the initial shock, of course. Her heartbeat increased and is keeping a steady pace.” She put her hoof to her chin and her eyes drifted towards Fluttershy’s blushing face. “But, is that fear or pleasure? Fluttershy. Please tell us how you are feeling.” Fluttershy opened one of her eyes and looked at her with a slight smile forming on her face.

“I-It feels… good. Really good~” answers Fluttershy, letting a soft moan escape her lips.

“Is that because you’re into this or-” Heartbeat harshly shushed Cell Count before he could finish this sentence.

“N-no,” Fluttershy continued. “It’s more than that…” Fluttershy can’t quite put her hoof on what’s different, but she tried to search on what she’s feeling deep down inside while resisting her primal urges. “I-I usually… The first sting is usually a little tough to get into, admittedly. But, after one or two more, I really get into it…” She could feel the heat radiating out of her marehood as she graced the doctor behind her with a few winks. Liquids dribble out of her as they drip on the disposable paper below her. Cell Count is blushing furiously, trying to contain his professionalism. He may have handled the occasional sperm sample before in his lab career, but the sight of an aroused mare is something else entirely.

“But this… This is something else. The first sting of these love bees…” Fluttershy turned her head to face Heartbeat with a concerned look in her eyes. “They make me feel really, really[/i ] good. I-It makes me want…” A strange unknown desire washed over Fluttershy. “M-Makes me want…” Her rump wiggled slowly at Cell, urging for another hit. “More… I need more…”

Heartbeat was seeing the signs of something familiar that she sometimes diagnoses from patients: addiction. She looks closely into Fluttershy’s eyes and saw that her pupils are slightly dilated. The readings on the machine can confirm that, though her heart was beating fast, her nerves are relaxed.

“Please… Just… one more sting.” whispered Fluttershy.

“Yeah… ‘Just one more and I can quit’. I’ve heard that before,” thought Heartbeat. Cell Count put the used bee back into the container and pulled out another. Heartbeat noticed him and put her hoof up, signaling to stop. “I’ve seen enough. Put that away.” Cell Count stopped in his tracks and looks down at the bee, struggling to escape his grasp. “Fluttershy, how many of these things stung you yesterday?”

Fluttershy whined a bit at the idea of not continuing this session, but turned to the doctor and answered honestly. “I-I think about… ten. Eleven?”

“Right. And you didn’t feel this way until you saw them today?”

“No, but… Now that they’re right here for me… I need more stings.”

“And you never felt this way before for other insect stings?”

“No. I would sting myself when I feel…” Fluttershy avoided eye contact when thinking about what she would usually do. “Naughty... and need a bit of a thrill. But, they never made me… need more so desperately.” She groaned as she planted her cheek on the bed. “I need one more. Just one more.”

Heartbeat shook her head. “Not happening. This only a hypothesis, but I think the attack yesterday might have made you addicted to their venom.” Fluttershy’s ears perked up as she stared at the doctor in disbelief. “Now, you’re probably thinking ‘I’ve always been addicting to insect stings’ but this is entirely different. You aren’t getting off on a habitual fetish.” Heartbeat put her face closer to Fluttershy’s to drive the point home. “You’re hooked on an addictive substance.”

Fluttershy’s eyes widened at the thought. Addiction? Other than her ‘habit’, she’s so clean. She would never touch anything addictive like coffee, tobacco, or alcohol. Heck, she would always ask for Applejack to give her a non-alcoholic cider during cider season. But, as much as she would hate to admit it, Heartbeat’s words somehow rung true. She did want more to sting her before Rainbow Dash stopped her. She did struggle and fight to feel that delicious spike one more time. Could she be a love bee venom junkie? Is there even a 12-step program for that? Fluttershy’s thoughts trailed off when she heard Heartbeat inhale a sharp gasp.

“Cell Count, NO!” she yelled out. It’s too late. Out of sheer curiosity, Cell Count took the bee he was holding and jammed the stinger into the center of his right buttock. He let out a sharp yelp as the venom spilled inside the stallion’s blood stream. Coping with the new, sharp pain of being stung for the first time in his life, his brain started to race. Something in his system was telling his body to release a large amount of dopamine and testosterone into his system, and the venom reached his testicles to make it ache and throb slightly. Heartbeat cupped her hooves over her mouth in horror as his member slid from his sheath, dangling from under him. He can also feel it throb and pulse, wanting to release every drop of seed in him. Under the influence of these intense sensations, Cell Count began to speak with a chuckle under his breath.

“Sorry, Dr. Heartbeat. I know that this isn’t proper protocol, but…” His head hung low as his other “head” rose to hit his stomach. “If I want to study how these things more accurately, it’s best to test it myself than to depend on the words of somepony who gets off to these kinds of things.” Fluttershy gasped, turns her body around the bed, and looked at Cell Count with a hurt expression. Tears slowly well up as her fears of being thought less of as a pony were realized. Dr. Heartbeat growls at Cell, spiting him for the rude comment he made. Cell let out another chuckle as he raised his head.
“But...she’s right,” he continued as lifts his head higher to shout at the ceiling. “This feels so good!” He looked at Heartbeat who was staring speechless at him. “I-I feel like I’m going to explode underneath, but it makes me feel like I’m at the top of my game.” Cell Count started to breath heavily as he eyes the bees. Heartbeat’s worries were realized, as she learned how fast the venom worked on a pony who hasn’t been stung before. The bees themselves are starting to move a little faster after warming up. One already was flying, trying to get out. Cell dropped the forceps on the floor, letting the first bee rest on his rump with its stinger embedded as he approached the case again. “Now, here’s a hypothesis.” Cell Count paused his sentence to open the case containing the bees. “What happens if I’m stung again?”

“Stop!” commanded Heartbeat as she rushed to restrain him from opening the case. Putting her forelegs around his shoulders, she roughly jerked him back in an attempt to pull him away. Unfortunately, the action caused Cell to lose his magical grip on the case as it tumbles to the floor. Heartbeat’s own heart stopped at the sound of the container breaking on the floor and the angry buzzing that followed shortly after. The bees, recovering from the crash landing, launched themselves off the ground, aiming to relieve themselves the aching pains of their swollen abdomens. Heartbeat let out a scream as she attempted to shoo them away, flinging her legs and swishing her tail. Fluttershy, instead of cowering, gave in to her urges and called out to the bees with a whistle. The bees, who did not listen to Fluttershy the first time around, actually paid attention as she turned and presented her rump to give the insects free reign to sting wherever they want.

“Here, my little pretties~” Fluttershy calls out in a serenading voice. “The mean ol’ doctor won’t let you sting her, but I’m all yours if you want it.” She wrapped her tail around to rest on her back, as she wiggled her backside, taunting to sting. Not one to pass on a free target, the bees forget about Dr. Heartbeat and instead flew to Fluttershy and landing on several spots on her buttocks. Eager to get relief as fast as possible, one by one, they roughly jammed their stingers into Fluttershy, releasing a copious amount of venom into her. She shouted at the pain and gritted her teeth, groaning and twitching at the feeling of being poked and prodded by the sharp daggers of the love bees.

Dr. Heartbeat is stunned silent for a brief period, watching as Fluttershy’s water works poured excessively. Her folds overly drenched themselves in their own lubricating juices as she panted excessively. But, Dr. Heartbeat snaps out of it and quickly commended the brave pegasus for taking the bullet for her. “T-Thank you, Fluttershy!” she stammered, recovering from the fright. Fluttershy looked behind her and waves her on.

“D-Don’t worry about me. G-get-Ahhhhnnn!!” Fluttershy let out a loud moan as another sting pierces her soft, supple rump. “G-get another container to put these little guys in. They won’t sting again for a while once they let out all their venom.” The sweat pouring from her face loosened the grips of the electrodes plastered on her. Slowly, they slide off of her and land on the bed.

Heartbeat, knowing what she must do, rushed to the door and opens it very quickly. She then slammed it behind her to prevent anypony from seeing inside or letting any bees out. Cell Count, on the other hand, gazed in awe as Fluttershy’s plump buttocks twitch upward after each sting. It took no time at all for her to reach below and try to quell the fires in her loins. The smell of a mare in heat intoxicated the stallion as his member hit his stomach in response. He edged closer, letting his nose get nearer and nearer towards her sloppy sex. The smell was more overpowering, and he watched as her pink button winked itself in and out very frequently, squirting more of her juice on the bed’s paper. Without thinking, Cell gave in to his primal urges and let his tongue lap up her drink straight from the tap.

Fluttershy let out a gasp, and looked behind her to see what Cell was doing. She knew in her head that what he was doing was wrong, but she gave no effort to stop him. The venom was clouding her mind, as she shuffled closer to him. The bees, all satisfied with their work, flew off of Fluttershy and landed on the pillow to watch the two large creatures do what they needed to do. They had nowhere to go, and they don’t know where their hive was, so they conserved their energy.

Fluttershy dangled her legs off the edge of the bed, as her liquid drips onto the floor. Not wanting to waste anymore drops, Cell positioned his head under her tail and opens his mouth from under her clit. Drops poured into his mouth as he raised his head a little higher to put his lips around the mare’s pearl. He suckled and lathered it his mouth as a louder moan escaped Fluttershy’s lips. Taking this as a sign to go further, he planted his hooves on both of her stung, sore butt cheeks, sending a stinging pain signal to Fluttershy. Naturally, this made her even more horny as she rocked her body back and forth in timing of his licking. Drops of pre-cum dribbled from the end of Cell’s cock as it hits his stomach, urging him to hurry up and stick it in her.

He grasped on to her winking clip with his lips as he pulled away, giving Fluttershy one more excuse to moan. Using his hoof, he moved aside her tail and got one more look at her delicate, wet flower. Then, he lifted his upper body up to rest himself on Fluttershy’s back, as the mare gave another gasp on how far this was going. She wanted to stop it. She wanted to stop him. But, she was too drunk with lust to go along with her conscience. She can feel something prodding her backside as Cell made adjustments to properly align his rod with her entrance. He moved his body forward ever so slightly as the tip of his cock hit her folds. Feeling the hot slickness underneath, he gently pushed it in, parting her lips and entering her love canal. Fluttershy’s nerve endings shot off fireworks in her mind, as Cell steadily filled her up until he could push in no more. The tip and the shaft of his erection sent a very pleasurable sensation up his body, as his breathing increased enough for Fluttershy to feel his breath on the back of her neck.

He slowly pulls his member out, making Fluttershy moan louder as he exited little by little. Then, he thrusted it faster back in, making the pegasus yelp and shudder. He thrusted it into her at a moderate pace, pulling out and pushing in at a certain rhythm for him to take in the sensation of being inside a hot mare. Fluttershy cooed after each thrust, washing herself in ecstasy in letting a stallion dominate and rut her. Cell’s hips slapped Fluttershy’s cheeks in each thrust, sending more pain from treating her bee welts roughly. She drank in the mixture of pain and pleasure, as her muscles twitched and flew with each subtle bump.

Cell breathed through his nose and let out a snort, building the pace and slamming into her rump harder and harder. His stallionhood was like a piston, gaining speed and roughly shooting up inside her at a brisker pace. His balls clenched and twitched as they prepared to fire both both barrels. He can feel his release building up more and more. After continuous instances of Cell’s flare hitting Fluttershy’s inner g-spot, the mare's legs spasm as she let loose an orgasm, painting her walls and Cell’s dick with her feminine extract.

“I-I’m gonna come…” Cell announced. Before he managed to do just that, he did the only sensible thing in this whole ordeal and pulled himself out. He effortlessly slid out of her with a pop and propped his cannon against the dock of her tail, between her buttocks. His blood ran cold for a brief moment as he launched rope upon rope of his semen across Fluttershy’s back, coating her mane and her back with a fresh coat of white paint. Some even managed to splatter on the wall and dribble down in front of Fluttershy as she watched it ooze. Fluttershy felt the cooling touch of his cum on her as Cell tumbled back and landed on his haunches. Both of them were breathing heavily, panting to recover from the afterglow of the bestial, unhinged moment of pleasure between them.

Then, the door quickly opened as Dr. Heartbeat dashed to the other side and slamed it, panting almost as hard as they were. Between breaths, she laughed and rested her forehead on the door.

“Ha. Haha,” she sighed. “I found another container. We can fix all of this.” She lifted her head off the door and turned to face the two.

“We just need to-”

She stopped herself to look at the mess that the two ponies have made. Her jaw dropped to the point where it’s practically on the floor. Fluttershy tried to hide her face in shame behind her jizz-covered mane as Dr. Cell Count looked back at Dr. Heartbeat with a sheepish grin.

“Uh… I...sedated the patient?” he said weakly.

The next few days was riddled with controversy in Canterlot Central Hospital. The executive heads promptly fired Cell Count for his negligence and “unprofessional behavior” while Mrs. Heartbeat received a swift promotion to replace his position. She was tasked to find a way to combat love bee venom addiction for any future patients. Fluttershy barely managed to escape being tied to all that happened as she was sent home and offered free services for life in exchange for her silence.

Celestia knocked on Fluttershy’s door, hoping that the shy pegasus can answer. After a few seconds, Fluttershy opened the door and gasped at the sight of Celestia’s magnificence.

“Goodness!” she blurted out. “I didn’t expect to see you here, princess. I just-” Celestia calmly raised her hoof in attempt to gently silence Fluttershy. She got the message as Celestia lowers her head in shame.

“Please forgive me, Fluttershy.” the motherly ruler said sadly. “I have made a grave error in assigning you to this…” Celestia raised her head to make eye contact again. She can see the distress in her eyes. “Had I known that the love bee’s venom would be as addicting as the reports claimed. I wouldn’t have subjected you to any of this.”

Fluttershy felt sorry for Celestia. She knew deep down that she was only trying to give her an important task that played to her strengths and interests. She carefully placed her hoof on Celestia’s chest plate. “It’s not your fault, Celestia. I had no idea, either,” she reassured with a small smile. Celestia brightened up slightly, thankful that the pony in front of her was so kind and gentle. “I mean, sure, things definitely gone out of hoof, but I was more than willing to help you.”

Celestia smiled as she tried to beat back the disheartened look in her eyes. “Well,” she says, “I’ll make it up to you. As soon as we find a way to cure your addiction, we’ll give it to you immediately.” She looked up at the sky with melancholy emotions. “I’m just happy that we have the only love bee hive in our possession…”

Fluttershy paused on this statement. That beehive looked fully developed to her. That would mean that there’s a slight possibility of…

“Celestia… I don’t know if that’s the only hive…” Fluttershy whispered.

Celestia looked down at the little pony as concern washed over her. “What?” she asked.

“Many virgin queen bees produced in a hive mature in the span of a few weeks. After that, they reproduce and make new hives with a swarm. That hive looks so developed that I’m sure that there are other hives being made even as we speak.”

Fluttershy’s words made Celestia’s heart sink as her eyes shrunk processing this obvious, yet dangerous oversight.

“Oh no…”