18+ Corruption of Champions: Forest Bee Encounter

As you approach the edge of the forest, a sweet scent wafts into your nose. Tantalizing, teasing, alluring. As you sniff the air, you find yourself following it, as if an invisible hand is pulling you toward its origin. Little do you know, that is essentially what’s happening. The further and further you go, the more heavy the scent grows, as well as a sound. A sound of a buzz, but not in a maddening tone, as if someone is humming. It’s a lovely tune, one that would stick in the back of the mind, but not in a bad way.

That’s when she comes into view. A great woman, yellow and black, a Bee-like handmaiden would be the best comparison. She sits atop a great flower while humming her tune, happily picking the petals off of another flower. Her body is thin, save her abdomen. Her head is more humanoid than bee, with black eyes, antennae, and luscious black lips that glimmer wetly, bending into a smile as she sees you approach. Standing, she welcomes you in, her wings giving a small buzz as her arms spread open for a welcoming embrace.

You barely stop yourself from gleefully throwing yourself into her arms. You realize the harmonic buzzing of her wings and the unearthly scent of her honey briefly robbed you of your reason. Feeling momentarily more clear-headed, what do you do?

- Talk -

“Awww, it zzzeemz you’ve caught me with my 'pants' down,” she giggles, “I’m all out of eggzzz.” She pats her smaller-sized abdomen for a moment, thinking.

Her eyes light up with inspiration, “Zzzince I’m ztill zzzo horny, would you like pure undiluted honey? Itzzz very good,” she says, spreading her legs and exposing the source of the scent – her puffy black vulva dripping with sticky amber fluid.

Do you collect her honey?

- Yes -

You mull her offer over for a moment before deciding to pursue the sweet nectar dripping from her exposed sex. She leans back in her flower, spreading her legs obscenely and pulling an empty vial out from a tiny pack that sits on the ground.

“Here, take thizzz,” she says, handing you the crystal vial, “When I cum you will want to zzzave the excess honey... once it has cooled, it will be able to do amazzzing thingzzz to... for you.”

You take the vial absently as you kneel between her legs and take in deep breaths of the scent. It fills your head and groin with its warmth and sticky sweetness. You part your lips, leaning ever closer to her delicate flower, tensing with anticipation. When your tongue finally meets the slickened surface of her vulva you swoon. The taste is better than anything you’ve ever experienced - sweet, pure, and yet totally sexual. You dart over her clit, and are rewarded with a burst of heavenly sweetness. The maddening taste of her ambrosia gets in your veins – you NEED more and you attack her honeypot mercilessly, until at last she squeals in orgasm, clamping her fuzz-covered thighs around your head.

The force of her orgasm splatters you with the honey, far more than you could possibly try to lap up. You dimly remember the vial she gave to you, and steady it under the dripping fluid. You catch as much of her sweetness as you can while still mashing your face against her quivering cunt. You are in heaven, but after a time she pushes you back, smiling contentedly. Her free hand offers you a small cork. You reluctantly accept it and cap off the pure honey to save for later.

She waves and stretches, picking up her pack and buzzing her wings as she takes off. She blows a kiss over her shoulder and flies away, leaving you to return to your camp...You place a crystal vial filled with glittering honey in your second pouch.

[OTHER OPTION AFTER - Talk -]
She cocks her head and asks, “You again? Zzzzurely you’ve come for more of my honey and eggzzz, no?” Lightly caressing her swollen abdomen, you see the dripping knotted appendage begin to drop out next to her stinger.

You are sure no good can come of this, but your body is urging you to agree.

Do you accept her offer?

- Yes -

Blissfully, you throw yourself into the bee-maiden’s arms, entranced by her humming and the sinfully sweet smell of honey that saturates the air around her. She embraces you softly, humming softly but intently into your ear, vibrating your thoughts into a disjointed mess as you slump nervelessly in her arms. You are aware of being moved, laying you out on a giant flower as she moves behind you, registering the feel of the smooth chitin that covers her arms as she tenderly rubs you down. She turns you over, buzzing more of her thought-obliterating tune into your ear as she does.

You lay there, a giddy smile on your face, letting the bee-girl straddle and sink something sharp into your thigh. Lust boils through your veins, centering around your now puffy vulva. The cool hardness of her hands startles you as she reaches around to massage your ample bosom, tweaking your hard nipples between her fingers. Instinctively, your butt clenches as a wet presence presses tightly against it. You try to gather your thoughts, but a particularly forceful hum drives them away and totally relaxes you, allowing the bulbous thickness of her ovipositor to slip inside you. Slowly at first, then with increasing urgency, the bee-girl rocks it further and further inside of you, humming happily and placing a handful of honey before you. Your tongue darts forwards of its own accord, lapping at the honey as your hand is guided to your loose cunt.

Your fingers dance over your clit as you lap up her honey, your hips writhing and squirming underneath your insectile lover. A pressure builds in your ass as fluids begin flowing into your rectum, triggering a body-shaking orgasm that rolls your eyes back into your head. You come down, but the lust in your veins hasn’t dissipated – in fact between being pumped full of honey-spooge, the constant aphrodisiac honey you’re mindlessly devouring, and your fingers' instinctual ravaging of your moist pussy, you drive yourself to orgasm after orgasm. For hours you lie there, licking, masturbating, and allowing your backside to be slowly filled with sweet fluid and the occasional bump of what you can only assume is an egg.

Eventually you realize she is no longer feeding you honey, and the bee-girl pulls her shriveled organ from your rectum. She pats you on the head and begins to stagger away, honey dripping from between her thighs and her once bloated rear-abdomen now looking more appropriate for her thin frame.

[AFTER A DAY OR TWO IN GAME THIS EVENT WILL HAPPEN]

There is a sudden gush of honey-colored fluids from your ass. Before panic can set in, a wonderful scent overtakes you, making everything ok. Your cunt becomes engorged and sensitive. Your hand darts down to the amber, scooping up a handful of the sticky stuff. You wonder what your hand is doing as it brings it up to your mouth, which instinctively opens. You shudder in revulsion as you swallow the sweet-tasting stuff, your mind briefly wondering why it would do that. The stuff seems to radiate warmth, quickly pushing those nagging thoughts away as you scoop up more.

A sudden slip from below surprises you; a white sphere escapes from your anus along with another squirt of honey. Your drugged brain tries to understand what’s happening, but it gives up, your hands idly slathering honey over your loins. The next orb pops out moments later, forcing a startled moan from your mouth. That felt GOOD. You begin masturbating to the thought of laying more eggs... yes, that’s what those are. You nearly cum as egg number three squeezes out. Each egg seems to come out closer on the heels of the one before, and each time your conscious mind loses more of its ability to do anything but masturbate and wallow in honey.

Some time later, your mind begins to return, brought to wakefulness by an incredibly loud buzzing... You sit up and see a pile of dozens of eggs resting in a puddle of sticky honey. Most are empty, but a few have hundreds of honey-bees emptying from them, joining the massive swarms above you. You are disgusted, but glad you were not stung during the ordeal. You stagger away and find a brook to wash out your mouth with.