Enough games, she needs a breather

The red-headed bee-girl had those eyes nobody could with a good conscience say no to, but Mabel was totally not going to play anymore perverted video games when she had duties to be done - that she needed to do.

"Sorry, Amber. I have to visit Albert, he must be feeling really unwell. Maybe tomorrow? I just have to clear my head first." Mabel couldn't remove that image of her character pushing the black spider leg of the boss inside her vagina - that is just wrong. "No!! Not every game is like that! And you dummy! It just a video game, for hecks sake! Fine, I guess... Tomorrow, and you better get here or I will... uh, well I won't talk with you." Amber crossed her arms and squinted her eyes.

"Ok, sure... I just have to really go. Did you have those candies? I'm feeling a little weak." Mabel realized that her cheeks were a little wet and rubbed the tears off while Amber was still salty: "I won't give you any candy you butt-face! Tomorrow I might, if I'm feeling generous. Go on. I have something FUN to do..." Mabel couldn't feel too angry at her sister as she was just so childish.

Mabel took her shoes and flew out only to hear some weird sound coming from the bedroom. She deducted that it was either a maid or Bernie, so she peeked in through the partly open door and didn't first realize it, but then her heart froze.

It was Amber's drone and he was jumping, but there was something under him. He had a cute low ponytail and reddish hair and Mabel always thought that he looked really cute, but now she had a hard time connecting those two images of him. It was the candy-thing, it was under him and he was jumping on it - it disappeared under his skirt on each thrust and somehow the boy was moaning and breathing heavily, his eyes closed and hands clenched into weak little fists.

Mabel realized it then. She turned bright red and backed away as she remembered what Abigail, her oldest sister showed her yesterday. It was anal sex, something the drones liked and they could cum for, without breaking their balls in the process.

Mabel couldn't take the stimulation and quickly flew out and bee lined it to her quarters, locked the door and with shaky hands pulled the yellow shorts off and pushed two digits inside her wet pussy. She didn't even have time to get on a bed or anything and just fapped next to her door and cried confused and came quite quickly. The orgasm was pleasant and Mabel had to rest on the floor for a bit.

She flew to her previously dirtied droplet chair and tried to cool off as her head was starting to hurt from all the stimulation. She hated the fact that she was this smelly still and decided to head right for the showers and then to the clinic to visit poor Albert. Mabel chose a fresh barely daughter queen qualified short dress and comfy booty shorts.

She flew to the showers and thankfully found no sisters at this time. She felt a lot fresher after getting a good shower and dressed up in her new clothes which didn't show anything else other than her shoulders and legs. She felt rather content and flew out through the west wing of the royal house down the hallways careful to not sweat and took the underway passage which was always cool and uncomfortable, but the fastest way to the clinic.

Mabel arrived at the place where all the sick and wounded were treated and went right to the pretty worker at the info desk. "So, in which room is a drone named Albert held in?" Mabel was a little too excited and the poor worker blushed as she couldn't have possibly greeted her lady in time: "M-my lady, h-he is kept in room 3-C. I apologize for my insolence, my queen..." Mabel had to calm down and as was tradition, warm up the poor worker. She didn't have a hurry and the girl was actually kind of cute with her curly brown fur and hair. She had quite a set of breasts too and Mabel could totally see shy she was put on the customer service.

Mabel gave the girl a little hug and left the stunned girl shaking and headed off to room 3-C. It wasn't a long fly there and Mabel found the cute brown haired drone resting on the bed. "Mabel! What are you doing here?" It was her sister, Bexley. She wore a loose dress which looked a bit ugly with it's black and yellow comb-shapes. "I came to check up on him, I owe him that much, now don't I?"

Mabel stepped inside and the boy looked up at her with big eyes as he chewed his bottom lip. "He told me that he feels bad for what happened. Do you realize that he is your nephew? You can't have sex with your nephews, are you out of your mind?" Bexley snapped with her soft voice and petted Albert's shoulder as he looked almost ready to cry. "That's right we did have sex, and now I have his sperm nice and secure inside of me. Isn't that better than to have it in his balls for the rest of eternity? Or, are you actually saying that you were going to have sex with your son?"

Bexley grew a pout and stood up not quite reaching Mabel's height. "You are mean, sister. Sure, **** us for having sex and being lesbian. I guess we have nothing on you now, as you so openly admitted having sex with him. You must hate us so much, and I thought you were a nice sister. Talk with him if you must, I can't stand being here with you." Bexley let out a single tear and fixed her long blonde hair as she walked out of the room leaving Mabel with the drone.

"Don't hurt meeee..." Albert whined, making Mabel's heart break. "No! I'm not going to hurt you, you did what you did and it's fine, really." Mabel searched for understanding in the boy's face and he instantly blushed and looked away. "I was so bad, I should die... My penis doesn't get hard anymore, I feel useless..." He turned his head frustrated and his jaw trembled.

"May I see? Is it still fine? I mean... Was the surgery a success? Did they get the testes out?" Mabel knew some health studies and often after a drone ejaculates his balls will start hurting really bad and they may even explode if not treated in time. We are talking about days of horrible pressure and nausea, Albert here doesn't look that bad.

"They took them out... My penis is so soft... It's so embarrassing..." Albert whined making Mabel feel so bad - could have she stung Albert or something to stop his mad pursuit? "Dear, it's ok. I feel so good with your cum inside me. I couldn't be more proud of you. I think you should also be proud, as ejaculating in a queen's belly is no small thing. If you don't want to show me it, may I at least kiss you goodbye? I'm just so grateful for your sacrifice." Mabel ran her fingers in the boy's thick hair making him breath heavily.

"K-kiss? C-can y-you?" Albert turned his head towards Mabel to recieve a kiss on his lips. He made a long whine and looked shyly at Mabel as she smiled at him. "It's going to be ok. Now you do not have to stress about cumming in one of your mommies. You can be free off all that and just clean and do all that fun stuff, right?" The daughter queen was sure Albert liked that and his reaction said as much, then suddenly the boy asked: "L-lady Mabel... I-if I would have sperm in my pouch still, would you want it? I-I mean, would you **** me for it?"

Mabel wasn't expecting such a question and judged the weak boy on the bed: "I wouldn't. It was you who jumped me, you **** me. Do not mix me into that. You must realize that us queens do not get such urges as a drone would. I've forgiven you, do not push it." Mabel felt a little powerless but managed to get it in his head as he nodded and pulled up his blanket. "O-of course... S-sorry... M-my lady..."

Mabel sensed that she should not be here anymore and left with a confused feeling. Sure, she was **** but it didn't feel like it, it felt like a gift of sorts. She had some time before dinner, so she decided to forget about Albert for that time.