My OC Has Sex With a Bee

by WhatDidIJustRead

Rating: mature
Tags: Twilight Sparkle, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Original Character, Porn, Fetish, Comedy, Sex
Length: 10127

My OC meets a bee princess in search of honey, but instead he just gets sex. Well, maybee it's not so bad.

My OC loves honey. Like, he reeeeeally likes honey. So he decides to visit the Princess of Friendship to help him get more, and she reluctantly agrees. Little does My OC know, however, that when he gets all the honey he could imagine, things may beegin to get sticky... but not in the way he expects.

Porn and bee puns ahead.

A collab with PRlNCESS CADENCE.

Published 2020-11-02 15:50:01 UTC
Last updated 2020-11-02 15:50:01 UTC

The Quest For Honey

He’d never truly realized how disconcerting silence could be until the only sounds left were those of his hoofsteps reverberating against the empty castle walls. He had been told to wait in the royal corridor a good fifteen minutes ago, meaning the Princess of Friendship was now ten minutes late for the meeting he thought he’d scheduled well in advance. His anxiety was beginning to skyrocket from the anticipation, and the silence wasn’t making it any better. Had he messed up on one of the forms he’d needed to get a hearing with Princess Twilight? Was there some kind of mix-up, and now he’d have to come back another day? He had to admit, it was kind of surprising that the Princess was meeting with him at all, but now that he thought about it, was she just going to turn him down once she found out that he was just a regular, not-so-important stallion?

Before his jitters could lead him any further down the rabbit hole of his own self-doubt, however, the large double doors of the royal throne room slowly began to open, revealing a teenage dragon emerging from the other side. “Princess Twilight is ready to see you Mister… Uh… ‘My OC’?”

The dragon then looked up at the golden brown stallion with an eyebrow raised in confusion, but the pony, however, exhaled a deep breath of relief, wiping a bead of sweat from his forehead. “Oh, thank goodness. Yup! That’s me! My OC!”

“Any uh… story behind that name?”

“Yeah, my parents were both fanfic writers. You see, they both really wanted to create the perfect original character, and here I am! Not that I’m perfect or anything. Just a regular stallion from Ponyville!”

“...Your parents named you ‘My OC’?”

“Yeah, but you can call me Orange. Otherwise the joke would get old super quick.”

The dragon squinted his eyes, scratching his head as if he were trying (and failing) to understand what the joke was supposed to be, but with a shrug of his shoulders, he pushed the large door open further, inviting the stallion into the throne room. “Alright. Princess Twilight’s ready to see you now.”

Orange bowed his head with a humble grin and slowly began trotting down a long red carpet, leading him straight to the Princess’s throne at the other end of the room. She looked so different from when she first moved to Ponyville, now with slightly longer legs and a lengthy, flowing mane, but he couldn’t help but smile knowing that this was still the same Twilight as always. He’d never actually met her in person (or in pony, idfk), but he’d always admired her ever since he was a colt and heard the stories of how she defeated Nightmare Moon. Now she had taken the place of Princess Celestia herself, and he was beyond thrilled to finally get the chance to meet her face to face.

“Hello, there!” the Princess said with painfully forced joyfulness. “You’ll have to forgive me. Spike told me what your name was earlier, but I think I might have misheard him. Let’s just do some introductions real quick. My name is Twilight Sparkle, and your name is…?”

Twilight was obviously doing her best to smile, but even her best attempts couldn’t hide the cringe in her face. “Oh, don’t worry about it! Ponies get my name wrong all the time. My name is My OC, but you can call me Orange!”

“Er… Orange?”

“Yeah, it’s related to my character. I promise.”

Twilight continued to stare at the stallion with her head tilted to the side, waiting for a punchline, but after a few moments of waiting uncomfortably, she finally realized that there was no punchline. This wasn’t a joke. At least, if it was, it was created by people who severely lacked creativity.

“O-oh! OK, Orange. What can I do to help you?”

Finally, the moment he’d been waiting for his whole life. “Well, you see, Princess… the reason I go by the name Orange is because I love honey!”

“OK!”

“And honey is orange!”

“...Yes, it is!”

“And I was hoping you could help me get all the honey I could ever eat!”

“...Uhhhhhh… I don’t know if I’d be able to help you with that…”

Orange chuckled into his hooves at Twilight’s predictable response. He knew something like this would come up, which was why he’d already come up with the perfect plan that would be sure to impress Twilight with his forethought and preparedness. He’d spent his whole life dreaming of this moment, after all, and he wasn’t about to let this precious opportunity slip away from him quite so easily.

“Actually,” he began, “I think you can!” Twilight’s face contorted into an uncomfortable grimace, but once she heard his plan, she’d realize that he was actually a genius. “You see, Princess, I know of a place that has limitless storages of honey, and I just need your help with one simple thing.”

“OK…? And what would that be?”

“You just have to make me really small!” Twilight squinted her eyes similar to how Spike did earlier, which obviously meant that she was completely blown away by the brilliance of his plan. “If you can make me the size of a bee, then I can go to one of their hives and enjoy all the honey I could ever eat! It’s a win-win for everypony!”

"Win-win?” Twilight asked, her face scrunching up with skepticism. “Wait... How does this benefit anypony but you?"

Orange looked around the room for an answer as a drawn-out "Uhhhhhhhhhhhh" filled the awkward silence. "Because… well… I mean… I really love honey?"

Again, the alicorn waited in silence for a punchline, but when she was sure that this wasn’t a joke, she simply let out a heavy sigh, giving the stallion the most sympathetic look she could. “Well, I certainly admire your tenacity in seeking a meeting with me today. However, about your request--”

Before she could continue any further, however, a gryphon in heavy armor charged through the double doors, flying urgently with panic written all over his face. Orange couldn’t help but frown upon seeing the meeting he’d been waiting for for weeks interrupted after just a few minutes, but if it were something this serious, he’d be lying if he said he wasn’t at least a little curious as to what was going on.

“Your highness!”

“Yes, Gallus? What seems to be the problem?”

Gallus then descended to the floor, bowing his head both in reverence as well as to catch his breath. “It’s the bugbear again! It’s wreaking havoc in Canterlot as we speak!”

“What?! How does this keep happening?!” Twilight then brought her hoof to her chin, looking off to the corner of the throne room as she lost herself in deep concentration. “If only there were somepony who could keep an eye on it.”

“Princess,” Gallus continued, “this may seem out of line, but would it really be that big a deal if we just… squished it?”

“WHAT?!”

“Of course, I don’t mean to offend--”

“You’re telling us to murder it!”

“But… it is dangerous, Princess.”

“Yeah, and so were gryphons until we sent friendship to Griffonstone! What, should we have just squished you guys too?”

“I--I’m sorry, Your Highness. I spoke out of line.”

“Did you want us to murder Grandpa Gruff, Gallus?! Would that have made you happy?! Because it would have made me happy!”

Finally, the royal guard lifted his head with contempt in his eyes. "With all due respect, Princess, some things just aren't meant to be friends with us. You might as well ask us to spread friendship to, I dunno, mosquitoes or something!"

Suddenly, Twilight's eyes went wide. "Or bees?" she said hurriedly.

"Well, I, uh, what--" Gallus stammered before giving up and nodding. "Yeah, I guess?"

"Ah-HAH! And if I can teach bees friendship, then you won't squish the bugbear?"

"I'm already not going to, because those are your orders. But it's already destroyed three--"

"Thank you, Gallus! That will be all. You are dismissed."

After a few moments with his mouth slack-jawed in confusion, Gallus sighed heavily and left the throne room in a hurry, mumbling something about “too many Royal Guardsponies dying” or something stupid that had nothing to do with honey.

Orange himself wasn't sure what just happened, but when Twilight turned towards him with a sly, deviant grin on her face, he could already feel it in his bones.

Whatever this was... it was gonna be amazing.

“Thanks for bringing us here, Fluttershy,” Twilight said, followed by a light nod from the yellow pegasus.

“Oh, it’s no problem. This is by far the most active beehive in all of Ponyville, so if you’re looking to start spreading relations to the hornet colonies, this would most definitely be the best place to start, and don’t worry. I’ve already let them know you were coming.”

Orange was only half-listening to the two mares as they exchanged formalities, more focused instead on the egg-shaped cavern hanging off of a nearby tree branch. The stallion licked his lips of any excess drool pooling out of his mouth, ignoring the swarms of bugs zipping in and out of the hive’s opening as he fantasized about the treasure within. He was so close to living out his childhood dream. Soon, his parents would realize that having a Sonic the Hedgehog cutie mark didn’t automatically mean that his entire worth in life was being someone else’s original character.

In just a few, painstakingly long moments, he would do what he was meant to do. This was his destiny.

“I only wish you could have been the one picked out for this mission,” Twilight continued, trying not to look Orange in the eye.

“Oh, no!” Fluttershy replied. “This kind of mission requires somepony to stay within the hive for as long as possible! With the amount of bees that work together to keep a colony running--and that’s not including how many don’t make it through Winter Wrap Up--I would expect that Orange would probably need to live here, at least for a little while. I’m just surprised that you got somepony willing to do the job.”

Twilight again glanced at the stallion licking his lip before turning back towards her pegasus friend. “Trust me. He wasn’t my first choice. Are you sure you don’t wanna just try?”

“I’d love to, Twilight. I really would, but I need to make sure all my animals are taken care of. I’m sure your new friend would be perfect for the job, though. Just look how excited he is!”

A short glance from Twilight revealed Orange, transfixed on the nearby hive, with a long strand of drool running from the corner of his mouth to the dirt below.

“He’s only doing it for the honey!!” Twilight shouted.

“Did somepony say honey?”

“Not now, Orange! We’re talking!”

Fluttershy switched glances between Orange and Twilight, shrugging her shoulders in defeat. “I honestly don’t know what to say, Twilight. I may not be the best judge of character, but if Orange is going to spend his life as a bee, I think we should support that decision, especially if it ends up helping all of Equestria.”

“How is he going to do that?! Last I checked, earth ponies aren’t exactly the best at flying, let alone being useful to an entire hornet colony!” Fluttershy immediately cringed, discreetly pointing in Orange’s direction, and following the direction of her hoof, she noticed that Orange was actually paying attention, making Twilight flinch in surprise. “Ack! I mean, not that there’s anything wrong with earth ponies. I’m sure you’re good at lots of things!”

“Princess Twilight?”

“I promise I don’t think that earth ponies are the inferior subspecies! I have lots of earth pony friends, you know!”

“Princess Twilight!”

“Look, all I’m saying is that maybe we should stop and consider why the overall GDP produced by unicorns is higher on average. Just saying there’s two sides to every story.”

“Princess Twilight!!” The alicorn then stopped talking long enough to notice the impatient look on the stallion’s face as he gently nudged his head towards the beehive. “Am I good? Can I go now?”

The princess shrunk into her shoulders, blushing profusely while avoiding the judgmental eyes of her pegasus friend who also contributed plenty to Equestria’s GDP. Then, coughing awkwardly into her hoof, she regained her composure enough to gently reply, “Yes. Let me just prepare the miniaturization spell really quick, and then we’ll have Fluttershy introduce you to the queen of the hive.”

Orange’s smile practically broke through his cheeks. As Twilight’s horn began to glow a bright shade of magenta, the golden brown stallion jumped up and down, laughing giddily while imagining what his new life would look like. Would the bees let him eat to his heart’s content before getting down to foreign affairs? Would they be so grateful to have a new visitor that they would shower him with honey the moment he set hoof in their hive? That’s how Orange had always imagined the situation playing out in his head, that bees produced honey specifically for the enjoyment of ponies, and they were lucky just to have somepony who valued their craft as much as he did. There was no way he could be wrong about something this important, right?

“Here it goes! This might sting a little!”

“Heheh. Bee joke.”

Only it wasn’t a bee joke. In the next moment, Orange’s entire body was hit with a spell that crushed his atoms together, causing him to yell out in pain as his bones and organs caved in, filling him with an agony he’d never experienced. It was so alarming that he didn’t even realize that his voice was ascending in pitch or that the individual blades of grass were now curving around his hooves. By the time he finally had the strength to open his eyes again, both Fluttershy and Twilight had disappeared, and he was suddenly surrounded by a forest that hadn’t been there a minute ago.

“Orange?”

“Ow! My ears! F[copyright Hasbro]k that hurts!” The stallion quickly put his hooves over his ears to block out the sudden booming sounds coming from above, glancing up towards the sky once he was finished grimacing. There, standing above him was Princess Twilight, only she had turned into a giantess that completely blocked out the sun, her eyebrow raised as she looked around for the tiny earth pony.

“There you are! Oops. I forgot that your tiny eardrums probably can’t handle the volume of a regular voice anymore, aaaaand I’m probably making things worse for you right now, aren’t I? Here. Let me fix that real quick.”

Orange was now rolling on the floor, screaming as loudly as he could with his tiny voice. Then, with another zap from Twilight’s horn, all the pain hitting his eardrums disappeared almost instantaneously, giving the stallion a moment of reprieve to catch his breath. When he signed up to be a friendship ambassador, the last thing he expected was to go through all this torture right off the bat, but hopefully once he met this hornet queen, this would all turn out to be worth it.

“How’s that? Do you feel better now?”

“Yeah,” Orange replied, massaging his ringing ears. “I think I’m ready to get this over with now, if that’s OK.”

Twilight then turned her attention towards Fluttershy, who happily nodded before hovering her way over to the beehive hanging from the nearest tree. “Oh, Beeanca~! We’re ready for you now!”

The stallion held his breath, waiting patiently for what seemed like minutes, even though it must have only been a few brief moments. Just as vague notions that bee time might be different from pony time prodded at the edges of his thoughts, however, he saw a speck leaving the entrance of the beehive above him. His eyes were too small to see the microscopic organism from how far away he was, but suddenly, he could feel himself floating into the air, kicking his legs wildly as his body rapidly levitated upwards towards the beehive.

Finally, once he stopped looking at the ground that had been pulled away from him so abruptly, he lifted his head to make eye contact with the most beautiful creature he’d ever seen. She had black irises, long antennae, and enchanting translucent wings that seemed to sparkle from the sunlight as she fluttered in the air, but most importantly was the way she smiled at him, making his heart nearly freeze while his face began to steam. This was the representative he was to meet, the one responsible for the majority of honey production in Equestria, and he suddenly regretted not dressing up for the occasion.

“Orange,” Twilight began, motioning towards the hornet, “this is Queen Beeanca.”

“Oh, please,” she responded, flashing a toothy grin. “I’m no queen yet. I’m only eighteen days old, after all! I’m Princess Beeanca. It’s nice to meet you.”

The bee princess curtsied, but all Orange could do was stare, slack-jawed and wide-eyed once he finally realized that he was floating in front of actual royalty. He shook his head. Now that he was the friendship ambassador for all of ponykind, it was his mission to ensure positive relations between Equestria and the hornet colonies. All the honey in the world depended on it!

“N-nice to meet you!” he blurted out, bowing his head humbly. His hooves were trembling in midair, and to make matters even more awkward, the princess was starting to giggle at him. Could this have possibly been any more embarrassing?

“Well, now that formalities are out of the way, why don’t I introduce you to the hive?” Orange lifted his head, looking around at the three girls who all seemed to nod in agreement. This was it. Time to do his job, and if he was lucky, it wouldn’t be long until he was swimming in beautiful, sticky, nonsexual fluids. Finally, Beeanca fluttered her way back to the entrance, and with the magical aura around his body leading him along, he promptly followed behind her, getting probably the first view of a beehive’s interior ever seen by ponykind.

Amazing, however, didn’t even begin to describe the splendor before him. It was unlike anything he’d ever imagined! Normally, when he thought of bees, he thought of small, pudgy bugs that were basically brainless dots sitting on flowers. Now that he was their size, though, they were suddenly all beautiful, bipedal babes with big, b-cup boobs. And there were billions of them!

“Whoa…”

The princess snickered, clapping her hands to get the attention of the girls around her. “Alright, everybuzzy! Gather ‘round! We’ve got a visitor!”

Suddenly, the giant conveyor belt of waifus stopped altogether, gasping femininely upon turning their heads towards the equine newcomer. Orange took a step back as his cheeks flushed red, but almost immediately, a throng of hornets swarmed around him, giggling loudly and trying to speak over one another.

“Are you a pony?”

“How’d you get so small?”

“What are you doing here?”

“Do you like honey?”

“How big is your di--”

“Alright! Alright! Give him some space, ladies!” Princess Beeanca quickly intervened, holding out her hands before the bee girls accidentally backed him out of the hive altogether. “This is the new ambassador of friendship that Fluttershy was telling me about earlier. He’s here to establish positive relations between ponykind and all the hives in Equestria, so I want you all on your best beehavior, OK?”

“Yes, ma’am!” they all replied in unison with a salute.

“Good. You’re dismissed. Back to work!”

With a nod, all the hornets returned to their individual jobs, picking up right where they left off and once again filling the hive with a productive buzz that left him floored. Then, once it was just the two of them, Beeanca turned to her guest and motioned for him to follow.

“Come on. I’ll introduce you to some of our VIB’s.”

“...OK, this is getting a little weird.”

Just as the princess took one step forward, she quickly halted, turning around with a suspicious eyebrow raised. “What do you mean?”

“I dunno. It just feels like everything you’ve said so far has been a bee pun. In fact, I’m pretty sure you’re doing it intentionally at this point.”

Beeanca put her hands to her hips. “Well, what did you expect? We’re not ponies, after all.”

“Yeah, but… it just feels a little forced. Like, I think you might be trying a little too hard. Just saying.”

Suddenly, the princess was leaning forward, flittering her wings angrily as her eyebrows furrowed. “Oh, like your culture is any better? ‘Hey, everypony! We just discovered new land! What should we call it?’ ‘Guhhhh how about Fillydelphia? Hurr durr.’”

Orange rolled his eyes. Of course, he could go on arguing forever, but even his pride wouldn’t keep him from the main focus of the mission: honey.

“Sorry,” he mumbled. “Anyway, I’d love to meet more of your friends.”

Finally, the princess’s glare softened into a triumphant smile as she once again raised her shoulders with confidence. “Glad to hear it. This way!”

As Beeanca guided the stallion deeper into the hive, he had more and more time to look at all the production happening around him. Finally, he could be in a place with other organisms like him whose entire life revolved around honey, but he couldn’t help a certain thought that was floating around in his mind. Before he could think about it any further, however, the princess led him to another member of the colony, wearing a black and yellow jacket and violently shaking a billow of pollen off of her body.

“There you are,” Beeanca said, motioning towards the worker bee. “Next, I’d like to introduce you to Yellow Jackie. She’s our leading nectar collector.”

“Hey, there!” Orange replied, trying to sound as enthusiastic as possible. “It’s nice to meet… you…” Just as the stallion began to speak, however, the hornet started dancing out of nowhere, waggling her abdomen and turning in circles. The two of them continued to stare as the worker bee spun elegantly, but as the princess put her hands to her mouth in shock, Orange suddenly broke out into a fit of laughter. “Hahahaha! What--haha--is with that dance?”

Then, once Yellow Jackie had finished dancing, the two of them looked incredulously back at the stallion with horrified expressions. “That was a status report,” Beeanca said sadly. “We just had over one hundred bees stomped to death by yaks.”

“Oh… Uh… Damn yaks, am I right? Heheh.”

The two continued to stare awkwardly until Yellow Jackie finally laughed it off. “Who’s your friend, Princess?”

“This is Orange. He’s here to establish friendly relationships beetween ponies and the hornets.”

“Orange, eh? That’s a pony name if I ever heard one.”

The earth pony scoffed. “Oh, that’s rich. Coming from someone named ‘Yellow Jackie’.”

“Alright already!” Beeanca snapped. “I get it! We’ve all got bee-related names! Maybe it’s because we’re--I dunno--f[bzz]king bees?”

Just as tensions began to heat up, however, another group of bees flew into the hive, all wearing the same outfit and covered from head to toe in pollen. More importantly, though, just like the other two, they were all beautiful women, further confusing Orange about what he thought he knew of bee culture.

“Hey, Princess!” one of them exclaimed, rushing up to Beeanca. “I’m guessing Yellow Jackie has already told you about--Oooooo!! Who’s your friend?”

At this point, the princess began to grimace, switching looks between Orange and the worker bees. “Er… This is a representative of Equestria. We’re trying to establish positive relations. Orange, I’d like to introduce you to Antennifer, Pollenanna and Hornetasha.”

The three waifus waved their fingers seductively towards the earth pony, causing him to finally turn towards Beeanca with an eyebrow raised. “Hey, question…”

“Yeah?”

“So, I’m seeing a lot of girls here. Are there any males in this hive?” The princess and worker bees then all turned towards each other, mirroring the same blank stare, but once the initial pause was over, they all quickly bent over, wrapping their arms around their thorax as they laughed hysterically. “What? What happened?”

“I’m sorry,” Beeanca said, wiping a tear from her eye, “but you really think that we’d allow men to do a woman’s job?”

Antennifer chuckled again. “The only thing boys are good for is…” Then, without finishing her sentence, she put her arms out in front of her and bounced her pelvis forward, making grunting sounds with each thrust.

“Speaking of which,” Hornetasha said with a sly grin forming on her lips. “When are you gonna…”

Orange didn’t hear what came next, seeing as how she held her hand over her lips as she whispered into Beeanca’s antennae, but once the princess heard, she immediately gasped, covering her mouth with her hands before pushing her friend playfully. “Hornetasha! Not in front of Orange!”

“What?” the stallion asked. “What happened?”

“Oh, it’s nothing,” Beeanca replied. “It’s just, since our last queen passed away a little sooner than expected, it kinda pushed me into the role of queen beefore I was ready. Now I’m basically supposed to fulfill all the respective duties, which also includes… er… finding a husband.”

“Yeah, but apparently none of the drones are good enough for her,” Yellow Jackie chided. “If she doesn’t find a suitor, this hive might not be around for a second generation.”

The princess immediately looked away with a blush, twiddling her thumbs bashfully while a sudden awkward silence filled the air around them. Orange waited patiently for a punchline, but when it never came, he finally understood how serious this issue really was. We were talking about honey here! If this was really the busiest hive in all of Equestria, what did that mean for the future of honey production if she couldn’t find a mate? This may have been a friendship mission, but if it meant saving this hive, Orange would do whatever it took to make sure that it survived for as long as possible.

“Princess!” the stallion exclaimed, grabbing Beeanca by the hands, making her reflexively gasp. “I promise I’ll help your hive in any way you need! If you need a suitor, I’ll do anything I can to make sure you can fulfill your job as queen of this hive!”

The princess blushed, standing frozen while her jaw tried to put together coherent sounds. Orange still wasn’t sure if he had said something offensive again, but he needed to make sure that she knew how serious he was about relations with the hornet colonies. And honey.

The worker bees around her, though, began chuckling and wiggling their eyebrows. “Ooooooo!”

“SHUT THE F[bzz]K UP!”

“So, uhh…” Suddenly, upon hearing the stallion speak, Beeanca quickly recomposed herself and turned towards the pony representative, wearing a smile that contrasted to her demeanor from two seconds ago. “I don’t mean to rush. I know you’re a busy bee and all, but uh… Where do you keep the honey?”

Beeanca tilted her head to the side, somewhat caught off guard by the unusual question. Once she looked back at her worker bees for input, however, they all made what Orange could only interpret as crude bee gestures, not that he would know for sure either way, though. He definitely wasn’t about to make any more hasty assumptions after the whole yak thing.

“That’s actually our next stop!” she said, trying to act confident aside from the pink shade of her cheeks. “Come on. I’ll show you.”

Orange couldn’t put a hoof on the exact reason, but Beeanca was acting strange somehow, even for a bee. Still, though, he followed behind her as she began to lead him away from the worker bees, all of whom were whooping wildly.

The entire time the two of them walked, neither one said a word to each other, mostly because Orange was trying to keep himself from saying anything awkward again. Beeanca, though, had no real reason to feel self-conscious about anything. Was she angry at him for some reason? Actually, now that he thought about it, there were a plethora of reasons for her to be mad at him already, creating a sudden lump in the stallion’s throat. Had he jeopardized diplomatic relations with ponies already? Was Equestria suddenly going to have to go without honey all because of his big, stupid mouth?

No. He had to save this mission while he still could.

Finally, the two of them arrived at a room in the back of the hive, the only room he could see that actually had a door in contrast to the hexagon-shaped bedrooms of the worker bees. “Well,” Beeanca began, grabbing hold of the doorknob, “here we are!”

Orange gulped. This was it, the honeycomb hideout. He had to rein in his expectations, mentally preparing himself for what could possibly end up being the most alluring, mouth-watering image he’d ever seen. Then, once the door opened and the stallion made his way into the room, his jaw dropped…

...but not for the reason he was expecting.

*Slam! Click!*

Orange quickly turned around. “Uhh… Beeanca?”

The Bee's Needs

This wasn’t what he expected at all! He was so sure that this room would be the storage room for the liters and gallons of honey that bees produced every single day, but rather than vast pools of liquid nectar, everything around him was… empty. He was literally brought to a room with nothing in it save for a couple mops and a garbage can. As he looked incredulously into the hornet’s black irises, however, all he saw was the sinister smile of a girl turning the door’s lock and casually walking towards him.

“Beeanca? W-where’s the honey?”

The princess giggled, squatting down and lifting up the stallion’s chin with her finger. “You didn’t really come up here to establish friendly relations with the hornets, did you, Orange?”

Shoot! How did she know?! If word of this got back to Princess Twilight, there was no telling what kind of consequences he’d have to deal with when he came back home! He’d heard horror stories of prison in Equestria. They didn’t have any honey for the ponies who went there! He couldn’t lose his composure this quickly, though. He had to play it cool, and hopefully everything would somehow work out in his favor.

“W-what do you mean?” Orange asked, trying to sound sincere. “What other reason could I possibly have other than to make friends?”

Beeanca smirked. “That’s a good question, but I think I’ve got a better one.” Suddenly, the princess leaned into Orange’s ear and quietly whispered something that made his eyes widen, the individual fibers on his coat now standing on edge. “Why did you want to establish relationships in the first place? What’s in it for you?”

After all the preparation he’d done for this day, he hadn’t once considered how to answer a question like this. Of course, Princess Twilight knew the real reason, so he just figured that she’d already made up some kind of excuse for him ahead of time. Now that it was out in the open, though, his mind went blank, leaving him with his mouth hanging awkwardly while Beeanca’s smug smile stretched wider along her cheeks.

“W-w-well… You see… uh… There’s this bugbear--”

“Oh, that?” Beeanca blew a raspberry, flicking her wrist blithely. “You can thank the wasps for that one. One of their drones tried hibernating in a bear’s vagina.”

“That’s… kinda gross…”

“Oh, I’m sorry. It’s the cross breed of a wasp and a f[bzz]king bear. Where did you expect it to come from? Satan?” Orange looked away bashfully, running his hoof through his mane as he tried to hide the redness in his face, but once the princess saw his sudden timidness, she quietly pulled his cheek towards her, giving him a dazzling smile and a soft giggle. “Beesides that, though, was there anything else you came here for? Or should I just let Twilight know that we’re ready to set up trade negotiations now?”

After all this time preparing and fantasizing about being able to live out his dream, now that it was staring him in the face, he didn’t know what to do anymore. Beeanca was giving him the perfect moment to ask for whatever he wanted, but for some reason, he was too frozen to actually get the words out. If Beeanca said no, not only was this whole mission pointless, but now he’d have to answer to the princess and explain why he’d failed to establish friendship like he said he would. Even if Twilight knew what his ulterior motives were, she was still counting on him to help her kingdom.

“Y-yeah,” Orange muttered, choking back a sob. “I think there’s a lot that Equestria has to offer to the hornet colonies.”

“Oh, thank goodness! I was so worried about what we were going to do with all this honey!”

“Honey? Where?”

As if on primal instinct alone, Orange completely abandoned all tact and began searching the entire room for any signs of honey, sniffing the floor like a dog and placing his ears against the walls. Beeanca quickly laughed, but whether this was a joke or not didn’t matter anymore. There was honey here somewhere. He just had to find it.

“Looks like I finally found out what you were after all along.”

Orange suddenly stopped looking, turning towards Beeanca as she casually approached him, hips swaying with every step. “W-what are you talking about? I’m only here to--”

“Cut the crap, Orange. You’re only here for the honey.” The stallion reflexively bowed his head in embarrassment, making the smile on the hornet’s face grow wider. “And I think I know a way to satisfy both of our cravings.”

Orange tilted his head to the side hesitantly. “What do you mean?”

“Well…” Beeanca traced her fingers under the stallion’s chin, sending shivers up and down his spine. “I’m not a big fan of any of the suitors from the hives nearby. Actually, I think you could say that there’s something else entirely that gets my heart buzzing.”

“Like what?”

The bee giggled, bringing their faces so close that he could feel her antennae brushing up and down the sides of his neck. “You know what I’ve always wanted? Just one night with a strong, handsome stallion like you. My feelers are aching just thinking about it.”

Was… she hitting on him? Honestly, it didn’t bother him either way, but that still left one question hanging over his head. “So, if I understand this right, if I spend the night with you… You’ll let me eat some of your golden, delicious honey?”

“Orange, do you know where honey comes from?”

The stallion scratched the back of his neck in confusion. “Uhhh… Nectar sacs?”

“Nope!”

Suddenly, Beeanca lifted up her black and yellow dress, revealing the subtle, delicate slit between her legs which was already beginning to drip her arousing feminine fluids. The sight alone was alluring enough to make him crane his neck forward, his jaw dropping from its sheer intoxicating beauty, but what really set him off was the fact that this wasn’t the same kind of fluids he’d expect from a horny mare. This was something else.

This was… honey!

“Weren’t you wondering why all the worker bees are girls? That’s because honey comes from our pussies! Go ahead, Orange! Eat as much as you’d like!”

A ray of sunlight from Celestia herself suddenly shone into the hive, making the sweet, gold liquid dripping down her thighs glisten like the ocean’s horizon. It was as if the sun goddess were telling the stallion that she had set this up just to bless his life in the way he’d always dreamt of, but now that it was actually happening, Orange couldn’t seem to move. There was nothing that he wanted more than to itadakimasu all over that bee’s insides, yet he couldn’t help but wonder what this would do to Twilight’s reputation. This was a scandal, wasn’t it?! What would the other species think of ponykind after something like this?!

“Oh, and by the way,” the princess said, pulling Orange’s conflicted face back up to hers, “did I mention that mine is made from wildflowers?”

“Thank you for this delicious meal.”

Before he could spend one single moment overthinking the issue any further, the stallion once again lowered his head, leaned in between the hornet’s legs, and sent a long, delicate lick up the princess’s leg. Beeanca reflexively gasped, putting her hand to her mouth while her cheeks reddened from the sensation of the stallion below her, tracing his tongue along the sides of her thighs until reaching the base of her pelvis. Orange didn’t even realize what he was doing anymore, too immersed in the carnal desires overpowering his rational thought, but even if he could think properly, he’d just find some way to rationalize it.

The rest of the world would understand a scandal like this. After all, it’s all the honey he could eat! In fact, the more honey that Orange lapped up from her legs, the more seemed to trickle down, dripping like a leaky faucet that just happened to also be a vagina. As Beeanca tried holding back her feminine voice from escaping past her fingers, however, her legs continued to weaken, shaking wildly in her overwhelming lust. If for no other reason than to hold herself up for support, the princess placed her hands on top of Orange’s mane, her hips shaking side to side to allow Orange to hit all of the nerve endings along her labia.

“Mmm,” the princess cooed. “You must be hungry.”

“That’s my secret,” the stallion replied with a smirk. “I’m always hungry.”

“Wha--OOOOOoooooooohhhhhh…”

The princess didn’t even have enough time to question his statement before his mouth had found its way around her pleasure center, kissing the lips between her legs while his tongue slid back and forth between her folds. Honey was practically gushing out, spreading so much nectar that it began to spill out of the stallion’s mouth, drizzling all the way down his chin in what he distantly thought of as a terrible waste. Once his tongue found its way to the nub at the top of her feminine anatomy, however, Beeanca’s grip tightened against the stallion’s mane while her other hand travelled up and down her chest.

Beeanca bit her lip as she delicately pushed the stallion’s face harder into her groin, buzzing softly with her wings fluttering in excitement. Even though more and more honey continued to trickle down his throat, however, it left him feeling hungrier and hungrier, craving more of her liquid arousal to the point of near mania. He needed a quick break, if not to catch his breath, then to keep himself from completely losing his self control in his quest for more nectar.

“Princess?”

“Beesus Christ, just shut up and lick me harder.”

Suddenly, Orange’s face was once again brought back to the comfort between her thighs, allowing him to dive his tongue throughout her female anatomy once more, and that’s when any discretion he had left disappeared.

Without skipping a beat, his hooves wrapped around her stinger, pushing his tongue so deep between her inner walls that he could practically feel the end of her vaginal canal. Beeanca had to squat just to keep herself centered, fluttering her wings even more violently as her female tunnels gripped at Orange’s tongue with twice its original ferocity. If things continued like this, he was worried that his tongue would get stuck in the confines of her vagina, and as nice as it sounded to literally eat honey until he died, he could feel himself losing oxygen just from the amount of heat steaming off of Beeanca’s body.

Orange quickly put his hoof to the top of Beeanca’s vulva, using it as a wall to push himself out when he eventually needed to breathe, but for some reason, Beeanca’s gasps immediately grew louder. He continued to move his hoof in circles, trying to get a good liftoff point while feeling a piece of her anatomy move with him, and the more Orange rubbed, the louder Beeanca’s voice grew. Suddenly, honey was gushing out more than ever, overflowing out of his mouth and covering his entire face with her love nectar as the princess gripped her mate tighter.

“Keep going, Orange! It feels so good!”

“My camt breev.”

“Shhh, shhh. Just a little longer. Mmmmm, you’re hitting my B-spot.”

Just as he felt his consciousness dimming, however, the stallion pushed himself away from Beeanca’s grip, eliciting a girly shriek as a small strand of golden liquids squirted from her orifice. Both of them were now breathing as if their life depended on it, holding onto their chests and heaving while trying to recuperate from the aftermath of their overwhelming pleasure. Separating himself from a literal honey hydrant was probably the hardest thing he’s ever had to do, but he needed to survive if he was going to experience a round two, which now abruptly appeared more likely than not.

Once Beeanca could breathe well enough to do so with her mouth closed, she quickly reached towards the hem of her dress and lifted it up as high as she could, comedically getting stuck before finally getting the fabric off of her shoulders. Just when Orange thought that a princess couldn’t look more beautiful, he was now looking at a pair of yellow nipples atop her alluring black areolae. Her entire figure was delicate and feminine, curving in just the right spots to give him the best image possible, already making his face lean forward like it was part of her gravitational pull.

Then, upon seeing Orange with a stupid, goofy expression plastered on his face, Beeanca leaned forward to where her breasts gently hung in the air, gripping onto her chest while rubbing her thumbs across her nipples. “You like my boobees?”

“Please tell me you lactate honey.”

The princess rolled her eyes with a giggle. “Sorry, Orange. That only happens after fertilization.”

“...So, uh... does that mean no?”

Without giving him a clear answer, however, Beeanca turned around, bent forward again and reached her hand to her buttcheek, pulling it aside just enough for Orange to see her female opening practically winking at him, inviting him back for more. “It means you’ve got some work to do first, buzzy.”

Before he had the chance to act any further, however, the door to the vacant room opened up, causing Orange to jump back in terror. In the next moment, a female worker bee with a custodian outfit and a broomstick casually made her way over to one of the mops, placing the broom to the side while she grabbed one of the mops. It was as if the two of them were invisible, at least until she looked over at Beeanca, who was still bent over with her labia spread apart, making Orange nervously gulp.

“Hey, Princess!”

“Hey, Larvanna! Another spill?”

“Yeah,” the janitor continued, continuing their conversation as if it were completely normal for her princess to be pulling her buttcheeks apart. “You know how it goes in the nursery sometimes. Anyway, you gonna get some of that horse dick like you’ve always wanted?”

“That’s what I’m hoping for!”

“That’s great! Best of luck to you!”

As the two of them waved to each other and the janitor made her way back out into the hive, however, Orange was stuck trying to figure out whether or not he was interpreting things correctly. If she was saying what he thought she was saying, that meant that she wanted him to… no. There was no way.

Still, though, it wasn’t like he’d ever had anypony give him an opening like this before, let alone any creature besides a pony! It had never made all that much of an impression on him, mostly because he thought that with all the competition for mares in Equestria, it made more sense for him to focus on something a little more easy to obtain. Now, though, he was beginning to understand a little bit about why the stallions back home were so crazy about it. If it was really as enticing to them as it was for Orange, seeing the arousal dripping out of her orifice (albeit a different fluid than what his friends might enjoy), then maybe it was worth trying out after all.

For the first time in as long as he could remember, he felt himself tingle between his legs, a hard lump in his throat going down as Beeanca’s grin widened. If he did his job like Princess Twilight was asking, then Ponyville would have good relations with the hornet colonies, but if he did his job like Princess Beeanca was asking, then he’d be a daddy. He may have to compete with his kids to suck on their mother’s beautiful breasts, but that still meant yet another source for honey! Oh, yeah, and he’d get to have sex. That part was cool too.

Finally, Orange looked back into the hornet’s eyes and asked, “Are you sure it’s OK?”

“Mhmm! I’ve always wanted a horse cock inside me. It’s kinda my fetish.”

The stallion then looked at her moist pussy again, a large smile forming on his face. “I think this might be my fetish too.”

With another giggle, Beeanca let go of her butt, putting both of her hands onto her knees and lifting her hips up as high as they’d go. Orange then closed the gap between them, lifting his shaky forehooves up and placing them against Beeanca’s waist, hearing a soft sigh escape her lips below. The tip of his shaft was already beginning to brush against the outer section of her labia, tickling his most sensitive area as it grew further and further out of his sheath. He never thought he’d get a chance like this during his entire lifespan, but now he could prove to his parents once and for all that his Sonic the Hedgehog cutie mark wouldn’t keep him a virgin forever.

And then, with his pelvis pressing forward in a deep thrust, both of their virginities were gone, followed by the sensation of absolute bliss.

“Mmmm. It’s even bigger than I imagined.”

Orange wasn’t even halfway in yet. He didn’t know what a bee penis looked like, but based on how tight Beeanca’s pussy clenched around his shaft, he could tell that there was no way they were built to handle a full-grown stallion’s dick at full mass. It was nearly impossible pulling himself back out just from how much her insides gripped him back in, leaving him going deeper and deeper every time he thrust himself forward. He had to avoid the stinger at the end of her pelvis, sticking up and pointing almost directly at his abdomen, but she was doing plenty to keep it out of his way, arching her back and lifting her hips up as she bounced against him at an accelerating pace.

“Am I doing alright so far?” the stallion asked.

“Ohhhh, babee yeeess!”

He had to admit, even if he wasn’t quite as immersed as Beeanca was, he was still beginning to lose himself in the process, especially thanks to the honey coursing out of her insides and lathering his expanding member. In the back of his mind, he mourned his lack of taste buds down there, but soon, it felt like every thrust was becoming less of a chore and more of a necessity, with the scent of her arousal wafting up to his nose, hastening his libido like he’d never experienced. His breathing was getting deeper, heavier, but he had to keep himself as silent as he could, just to hear the girl below him moaning out in ecstasy every time his dick slid against her inner walls.

“Ahn! Ahn! Faster! Faster!”

The stallion’s hooves gripped tighter around her waist, pulling her body in closer as he ravaged her below, never giving her two seconds to breathe. Her wings shivered ecstatically, vibrating with more vigor as the both of them came closer and closer to the release that their bodies were aching for. Orange knew it wasn’t too far away, but after every couple of thrusts, he would push in extra far, just to give himself a moment to rest while still giving the princess an experience she deserved. If he was edging already, though, that meant that he needed to get this girl off quick before she ended up with whatever the bee version of blue balls was.

“Hey, Beeanca?”

“Mmf. Yes, Honey? Mmf.”

“Why don’t you get on your knees real quick? I wanna try one more thing.”

Beeanca put her fingertips to her mouth as she giggled excitedly. “You wanna do it pony-style, huh? You know me so well.”

Orange had to keep himself from finishing just from the feeling of Beeanca slowly pulling his phallus out of her womanhood, going at an excruciatingly slow pace and hitting every single nerve ending on the way out. Once he was free, though, she did as he’d instructed, falling to her hands and bee's knees, wiggling her butt side to side in a slightly more erotic way than what he’d seen from Yellow Jackie earlier.

“I guess I should ask before I say something stupid again. Is that little dance you’re doing your way of communicating something?”

“Yeah, it means put your dick in me already.”

He should have seen that one coming, but even though Beeanca was obviously dying from anticipation, she never stopped smiling, never stopped giving him that erotic grin that catapulted his libido. Finally, looking down at his dick once more and silently begging it to last long enough for him to get Beeanca over the edge, he trotted closer to the hornet princess and mounted her once again. She was already cooing in pleasure just from the feeling of his hooves skidding past her wings, but the best part was about to come. With one final, deep breath, the stallion angled his shaft downward, lined it up with Beeanca’s opening and slowly, delicately, slid it through her folds.

Almost immediately, his testosterone was flooding his body right where he left off, making him bite his lip as the princess sighed in pleasure below. Beeanca’s shoulders pinched together, humming fervently at the pleasurable sensation returning to her groin. Once again, the smell of sex and honey filled the air around him, making his mouth water as his lungs continued to work overtime to keep up with the exercise of his hips. Meanwhile, the hornet below was starting to thrust her pelvis backwards, pushing Orange even deeper within her vagina, making his neck crane backwards to keep himself from accidentally splooging too early.

So this was what sex was like? It gave him such a rush that for once in his life, he actually had forgotten about honey, albeit momentarily. As Orange pounded Beeanca’s pussy below, hearing her moans rise in volume and pitch with every thrust, the rest of the world seemed to disappear around him. The deeper he travelled, the more her insides gripped at his phallus, coating his member with her lusty fluids while massaging his skin as firmly as her muscles would allow. It was so exhilarating that if she made one unanticipated movement, one single motion that he didn’t expect, he’d explode so hard that he’d probably die.

“Beeanca? You getting close?”

“Mmmm yeah, but I need you to finish before that happens.”

“How come? Afraid you might squirt in front of a stallion?”

“No, because when bees cum, we rip off the boy’s testicles and store them inside us for future fertilization.”

“...Say sike right now.”

“Hurry! I’m getting so close!!”

Orange was now literally thrusting for dear life. Thankfully, Beeanca was helping as much as she could, arching her back and practically screaming in ecstasy while the stallion behind her wrecked her insides apart. He had been so close to cumming before, but now that his balls were on the line, there was an added pressure that somehow made it more difficult than it was before. Plus, the more he tried to slip himself over the edge, the closer and closer Beeanca got to falling over as well.

Then, with his hooves planted as firmly as he could to give himself the best support possible, Orange used all the adrenaline in his veins to hump the princess as fast as his body would allow. Beeanca’s loud moans bounced along with the forward motions of her body, her entire torso being launched with every thrust Orange made. The grip within her groin was starting to shift from gentle caresses to an adamant squeeze, continuing the urgency for Orange to finish sooner rather than later. He just needed one more push. Just one thing to send him over the edge.

“Princess?”

“AH! Yes? Ahhh…”

“Can we have some honey after this?”

“Mmmm. You cum inside me and I’ll give you all the honey you can eat.”

Orange’s eyes went wide. He couldn’t even move his pelvis anymore just because as soon as the words escaped her lips, all the blood in his body travelled to one central location. As quickly as his heart was beating just moments earlier, it came to an abrupt stop as the only part of his body that moved was the throbbing sensation between his legs, exploding with fury as he poured sperm into the bee’s ovaries.

Beeanca’s jaw dropped, screaming so loud that he was afraid that whole hive would hear, but at the same time, it made the feeling below even more exhilarating. His mind had completely shut down, blocking out all of his senses other than the dopamine rushing from his balls to his brain while Beeanca’s vagina pulled in more and more of his sticky seed. Beat by beat, the stallion’s dick continually pulsed sperm inside the hornet princess until his testes practically ached from the overstimulation.

Finally, once he was milked dry, Orange stepped backwards and pulled his now-flaccid penis out of Beeanca’s hole, excess semen dripping from her pussy like a waterfall. The princess’s legs weakly shook up and down, but the feeling was still too intense for her to lower her aching hips quite yet, unlike Orange, who fell down to his haunches almost immediately. For the next few minutes, the two of them weakly attempted to catch their breaths, calming their hearts back to a gentle rhythm as they recovered from the hormone rush that nearly killed one of them.

Everything was so hectic just a second ago, but now, it was all kinda… relaxing, like a sudden tension had been lifted that Orange didn’t know he was carrying. Not only that, but once Beeanca wobbled her way back up to her legs, he felt a weird closeness that he hadn’t felt before. She wasn’t just the princess of hornets anymore. Now she was something a little more familiar, a little more special.

“Wow,” Beeanca mumbled once she could stand up properly. “I was definitely right to have this fetish. Horse cock is amazing!”

The stallion chuckled. “You’re telling me. I didn’t think I’d ever find something I like more than honey.”

Suddenly, Beeanca’s head whipped towards Orange. “Wait, are you saying you like sex more?”

“...Actually, now that I think about it, it’s a close second.”

The princess giggled, shaking her head with her hands on her hips. “Well, I’ve got good news for you! Since you’re the ambassador of friendship for the ponies, that means that anytime you’re here, you’ll get to have as much as you’d like of either! That is…”

Beeanca’s words trailed off, making Orange tilt his head in curiosity. “What’s up?”

“Umm…” With her cheeks beginning to turn a bright red, Beeanca quickly folded her arms, looking off to the side before muttering her next words. “Unless… you wanted to s-stay here…”

The stallion’s eyes lit up, but as soon as Beeanca made eye contact, she immediately turned her head away in embarrassment again. “You mean, live with the hornets?”

“I-if you wanted to… You’d still be a representative of Ponyville, of course, but you’d just have a permanent residence here is all.”

Orange placed a hoof on top of Beeanca’s shoulder, causing her to finally look into the stallion’s eyes. He could feel how much she was shaking, how nervous she must have been, and somehow, it made the question that much easier to answer.

“I guess the real question now is, who’s gonna tell Twilight?”

Beeanca’s face lit up. It wasn’t a difficult question to answer.

“Your majesty, the Princess of Friendship has arrived.”

“Send her in, Stingrid.”

The worker bee bowed her head and walked away, leaving the throne room for only a few seconds before she returned with a guest at her side, a purple alicorn with a golden tiara atop her head. The pony princess bowed her head before smiling up at the newly-coronated monarch of the hornet kingdoms, Queen Beeanca.

“It’s so good to see you again, your majesty,” Twilight spoke with a gentle tone.

“Oh, no need to bee so formal, Twilight! Just call me Beeanca like always. We’re friends now, after all!”

The pony princess cracked a smile. “Of course! But uh… what should I call him?”

Twilight’s face cringed slightly as she pointed to the stallion at Beeanca’s side, wearing a flashy crown and scepter as he sat upon his own throne beside his queen. Beenca looked over at her husband momentarily before turning towards the alicorn again with a soft smile. “Well, King My OC is his official name, but I don’t think he’d be too offended if you just called him Orange, would you, honey?”

The king peered down at the alicorn with judgemental eyes before finally giving her a grin of his own. “Anything for the pony who helped introduce me to my beeautiful bride! Now, what can we do to help you, Princess?”

Twilight nodded her head. “Well, as you know, a large part of our imports from your colonies are honey, which I’m happy to say is up over 120% since my last visit!”

“That’s great!” Beeanca exclaimed. “But I’m still confused as to why Equestria’s demand suddenly dropped these past few weeks.”

“Oh, it’s not the demand that’s dropped. It’s the supply that’s dropped.”

Beeanca tilted her head in confusion. “But you just said that production has more than doubled!”

“It has…” Then, in the next moment, Twilight’s cheery face turned into one of pure aggravation. “BUT YOUR KIDS KEEP EATING IT ALL!”

Suddenly, the hive began to rumble, and as if on cue, hundreds of creatures flew into the throne room, fluttering around while chanting the word “honey” over and over again. Both the queen and king did their best to corral the critters, trying to get them to settle down enough to get somebuzzy to escort them back to the nursery, but once the word “honey” was mentioned, there was nothing to satisfy their insatiable craving. These abominations that the two rulers had forced into this world were a mix between hornet and earth pony, or as the rest of Equestria called them, ponbees.

“Kids!” Beeanca shouted. “Settle down! Debbee! Phoebee! Obee-Wan Kenobee!”

One of the creatures then landed in front of the pony princess, wearing a wide, happy grin that stretched along its disgusting face. “Hello, there!”

She grimaced and shivered in reply, taking a small step back.

Finally, just as tensions were beginning to rise, one of the worker bees managed to whistle them down, carrying a large pot of honey that the ponbees flocked to immediately. The silence that came afterwards was calming, yet almost unsettling just due to how abrupt it was. Twilight’s smile seemed forced as the three of them tried to regain their composure and return to where they left off, but it was painfully obvious that the hornets were going to need to find something else to trade.

The look that Twilight and Orange shared next was something that only the two of them would understand. Neither of them knew exactly what would end up happening the day he began relations between the two kingdoms, but now there was no going back.

And sadly, nothing was done about either the bugbear or Grandpa Gruff.