Induction

Heather was still in a daze by the time her pod was taken off the truck and wheeled into a large room.

She saw other people taken out of their pods and led away into another room by some drones.

Heather wished now that she said yes to the queen's offer surely it would have been better than this.

It wasn't all bad however the honey that covered her body felt great like a hundred sexual experience all coming at once.

Paired with whatever poison the Stingers had injected into her and well she could hardly think straight.

Finally it was her turn the honey goo drained away from her pod. She would have been alarmed that her clothing was dissolving as the honey got sucked away. Her expensive pants suit one of her favourites , but the feeling of the honey being sucked out of her was just as orgasmic as it going inside of her.

She let out a moan of pleasure as the doors of her pod clicked open.

A male drone stood in front of her looking down at the naked form of Heather wiggling on the floor her body shivering from the sensations it was feeling.

He threw a bundle of clothes at her then stood and watched as Heather lethargically put them on.

The latex of the drones uniform felt great on her naked skin as she first put her legs inside next she pulled it up to her soaking wet pussy. The tight striped uniform clinged to her crotch making her feel all tingly as she continued to pull it up over her stomach and up her back.

The drone watched on as Heather pulled the zipper up to cover her heaving breasts. That now had been squeezed tightly by the form fitting uniform.

The drone spoke an odd buzzing sound but Heather in her confused **** state got the gist of it.

Get up and follow me.

Slowly she followed the drone along the room, at the end of the corridor there was another door. Heather watched as another drone led someone through this door.

Her drone escort didn't take her this way, there was a side door not as clearly marked which Heather was ushered inside of.

Once inside this dim room Heather was placed on a seat. Restraints were put on her arms and around her neck. She didn't struggle this all felt like a dream. Like she was watching it all happened to someone else.

The drone loomed into front of her he had something in his hands. Heather felt his gloved hand rub passed her as he began cutting her hair.

Her blonde hair cascaded down of her head and landed on the floor around her. Heather had long hair so it took some time for the drone to cut it to the desired style.

Now Heather hair looked like all the other female drones. Gone was her perfectly straight blonde hair now she looked like the villain from a Indiana Jones sequel.

The drone advanced on her again. In his hands this time he had a black box. He rested the box on her lap before removing the first item.

A pair of drones goggles.

Heather was starting to get her senses back now whatever **** had been in her were wearing off. She tried to struggle moving as much as she could in her bound position.

Which was very little. She did manage to knock the box off her lap.

The contents spilled across the floor. Inside were some odd looking headphones, a rubber mask like that of the drones and some boots.

Heather act of resistance did little to stop the process. The drone continued and still snapped the yellow band of the goggles around her head.

Heather's vision once again became impeded but now she saw hexagons small images in front of her face repeated over and over again. A yellowish orange tint over all of them.

She saw the drone pick up the mask,walk towards her and roughly shove it onto her face.

The tight rubber clung to her face squeezing in her life cheeks and clamping down hard on her nose. Oddly enough she could not smell the rubber. No she smelt flowers. Freshly cut flowers. This odd aroma caught her off guard. It was such a pleasant smell.

She hardly notice the headphones on her head until the buzzing started in her ears.

The smell started to make her feel like she did before, like after the stinger hit her and she was in the pod. She didn't think she would ever feel like that again. She had craved that feeling . She did know she did but now it had returned she never wanted it to leave her again.

The buzzing sound lowered and a woman spoke it was Queen Bee.

"I am glad you are enjoy the smell of my nectar you loved the taste so much I thought you would appreciate the chance to smell it. Would you like the chance to taste it once more.?"

Heather wanted to so badly.

"Yes oh god yes please" is what she thought she had said. But to anyone else listening it would have come out as a series of buzzes.

The drone had been busy whilst Heather had been distracted. Moving a screen in front of her and putting her bare feet into the boots and her hands in gloves. Left one yellow right one black.

"Watch the screen my minion and you will have all the nectar you can hope for."

Heather eye locked onto the screen as it flicked on. Her goggles giving her the image multiple times. A yellow swirling sprial, spinning. Hypnotic. Calming. The sweet smell continued to tantalise her nose. The calm drone of the buzz in her ears. Her Queen telling her what to do.

Wait her queen.

"Your queen looks after you , I will give you all the nectar you can ever want all you need to do is serve me. Become one of my drones join the hive."

Heather mind was mixed up she wanted the nectar she had never been addicted to something so quickly in her life. But she wasn't a drone she was a News reporter. She... what did she do again. Right that was it served the queen. No no no her name was ...and she...served her queen as a mindless drone.

That was it she was worker drone and she served her queen and the hive. Mindless and obedient to get rewarded with the sweet sweet nectar.

"I'm ready to serve you my Queen" The drone formerly the as Heather buzzed out.

The reistrant clicked open and she stood up. The other drone in the room removed her headphones.

"Follow me." He said the buzzing audible and understood.

Heather followed her induction into the hive complete.