Sera and the Goddess want the same thing

Sera was positively giddy. Horny too, as to be expected from being Infected, but mostly just...happy. The new queen bee had spent the entire night buzzing around Othrys, taking in the bird's eye view and reveling in the experience of flight. She had experienced an awakening both mental and sexual from her encounter with Aphrodite, but there would be time for sexy-stuff later. For now, simply not being a depressed man anymore was enough to lift Sera's spirit. Her parents had once asked Seth if he could simply "get over" his mental ailment - an obviously laughable question - and yet that was seemingly the exact circumstances she now found herself in. Sera chuckled at the irony as she rolled her eyes to no one in particular.

Landing atop a nearby building, Sera sat down on her cushy behind and took stock of her new situation. Aphrodite had given her a 'responsibility', and while she never outright said what it was, the bee-girl seemed to intrinsically understand her new purpose. Thankfully, they aligned with her natural desires:

1. Become a mother and make more bees,
2. Infect others into becoming workers for her colony, and
3. Return to the Divines with her bee-girl forces to help make Othrys into a beautiful capital.

Sera would be a union boss, essentially, which was quite the promotion from her previous job as an associate at a grocery store. She had no experience in construction, or architecture, or even really getting her hands dirty to be honest, but her girls would figure things out. Of course, she had to actually have a colony for all of that to matter, and right now she was a queen without a queendom. For someone with a transformation fetish though, the mere thought of turning someone into a bee-girl like her made Sera quite hot under the collar, and as her mind refocused on the present she found her four hands touching her body. Rubbing her bee-abdomen, running a hand through her hair, cupping one of her heavy tits, and fingering herself, all at the same time; yep, bee-ing a bee was simply wonderful.

"Thiz iz a dream come true." Sera said to herself aloud. She raised an eyebrow and tilted her head in response: did she have an accent now? It seemed even her pretty voice buzzed like an insect. She shrugged her four shoulders at the thought; this was an unexpected development, but not necessarily a bad one. She said more words, exploring her accent as much as she was exploring her bountiful curves.

She badly wanted to continue, to touch herself until she experienced her first orgasm as a woman, but ultimately decided against it. It would happen eventually, and surely there'd be many more after that, but tonight wasn't about sex. Nope, tonight was for Sera to take it all in.

...but tomorrow? Tomorrow would be about sex.

Ariel sighed. 'Today sucked,' she thought to herself. Most days were sucky when you were living with depression and anxiety, and dealing with pushy people at a grocery store wasn't exactly a 'calming situation'. Especially nowadays, what with uninfected customers panic-buying toilet paper and whatnot...like that would save them here in 'Orthys' or whatever the city went by now. Surely those triple-sheet rolls would protect you from becoming a sex-demon, right? She sighed again at the thought. The store was unfortunately not located in the area of the city deemed safe for 'Pure' people, so even just going to work like a normal person was a bit of a risk. And then there were the always-fun 'discussions' with her on-again/off-again boyfriend, arguing about how great/terrible it would be to just let themselves be infected. But at last the day's tribulations were over, and, as luck would have it, Ariel had the next day off. Tonight she would smoke some weed, unwind a bit, and, maybe, feel better about her situation for a fifteenth of a second.

Fumbling for her car keys, Ariel's brain was sliding into its usual whirlpool of negativity. What if she was attacked before she could get home? What if she was attacked while at home? Seth had no-call-no-show'd for like four straight days; had her coworker been infected? Did her boyfriend really have her best interests at heart, considering how unsubtle he had been about wanting them to become sex-monsters? Those questions and more were rapid-fire worries aimed straight at her soul, with no answers in sight.

She was so engrossed in her wandering mind that she failed to notice the buzzing sound coming from above her. At least, not until it was too late.

"What the f-"

Ariel did not finish her latest question, her thoughts seizing up at the sight before her. What had sounded like a large buzzing bee had turned out to be just that, only it was so much more than that. This bee had big boobs for one thing, with a beautiful face, long blonde hair, and sparkling gold eyes. She had four hands, too: two rested on her wide hips, while the others were crossed just under her breasts, pushing them up as a result. The creature had a smirk on her face, a detail that seemed to unnerve Ariel the most. The bee-lady eventually spoke.

"Had a bad day, Ariel? Par for the courze, it zeemz."

Ariel blinked slowly. This...thing could speak English. She had expected as much; she wasn't an idiot. She had seen the videos online. But to know that and to experience it were two different things. And there was also - wait, this lady knew who she was?! But no girl she knew had been infected. That had to mean...

"Seth?!"

The bee chuckled. "Nailed it in one. Although it'z Zera now. No, Zera. Z-era. I mean," Sera shook her head. She couldn't get her own name right anymore. "Nevermind."

Ariel failed to process the information. "But...you...wha?"

"How did I end up like thiz? Long ztory zhort: I got what I wanted."

"But you're..." Ariel lowered to a whisper, "Infected."

"Nothing ezcapes you, doez it?"

Ariel's mind raced at the implication. Seth had become one of those sex-monsters! But he wasn't some horny beast with a giant cock; closer to the opposite, in fact, having become a gorgeous - if unusual-looking - woman instead. S/he could still speak, and wasn't mindlessly attacking any random passersby. Did that mean s/he was safe to interact with? Ariel decided to test the waters.

"Why are you here?"

Sera snorted. "Right to the point." She landed from her hovering position, the hands on her hips never moving while another flipped her hair. To Ariel, it seemed a natural movement, as though the bee-girl had taken to womanhood straight-away. She wasn't sure how long s/he had been this way, but Seth - or 'Sera' apparently - had adapted well. Eventually, Sera continued.

"I'm here to help you."

Ariel's brow furrowed. "With what?!" She shouted. She hadn't intended it to be loud, but she was becoming nervous and was determined not to show it. Anxiety often defaulted to anger when it could not be dealt with.

Sera smiled, having expected this. "I've only been like thiz for a day, but I've been thinking. Buzzing around, up in the zky, I was finally free from all of my inzecurity and anxiety. And yet I knew a girl who could not feel the zame level of freedom, who waz bound by her fearz and her ztupid boy problemz. They don't underztand you, Ariel. They don't rezpect you. But I get you. I can empathize with you, becauze I've been there. And I want to help."

Ariel rolled her eyes. "But you're still just a guy in that body; you couldn't understand."

"Maybe, but I'm not 'juzt a guy' anymore. I'm zo much more. And you can be too."

With that, Sera moved toward Ariel, swaying her hips seductively. Ariel was jealous, that much could be plainly seen: Ariel was cute, but she wasn't sexy. She wasn't curvaceous. She was still weighed down by her anxiety and depression. Sera was determined to fix that. Ariel, for her part, did not attempt to flee. She had already figured that one out: Sera could fly, she could not, and she could never get into her vehicle in time, even with the keys still in her hand. With no other option, she stood her ground defiantly, bluster hiding her self-doubt. Sera held out all four of her arms, offering an embrace.

"Let'z ztart with a hug, Ariel. I imagine you could uze one."

Ariel did not embrace her, but neither did she rebuke the offer. She merely tensed up while Sera closed the distance, wrapping her multiple arms around the anxious young woman. The hug seemed a genuine one, Sera's warm body infusing Ariel on a cold night. The bee-girl made no further move to infect her; 'so far so asexual,' Ariel thought to herself. Sera hadn't attacked her yet, which was still confusing in its own way, but also comforting. She had considered Seth a friend, as far as coworkers go; maybe he really was still in there. Maybe Sera really could understand what she was going through. Ariel allowed herself to relax a little - not all the way, but...a little. They remained in place for a solid minute, Ariel's eyes darting about as she pondered what to do next, and what had become of her friend. Sera seemed so...happy, not the depressed lonely man that Seth had been. He had masked it by trying to be the upstanding goody-two-shoes type, smiling and being polite with other people, but Ariel had seen right through that and recognized one of her own. Now, as a member of the Infected, it appeared to be a complete-180 turn. Had she told the truth? Was this really what Seth desired to be? And was it really that easy: become infected, and be merry? What did it even feel like to be happy?

Sensing Ariel being sucked into the whirlpool again, Sera pulled back to see her face. The two locked eyes, brown and gold, peering into the other's heart. Then, Sera started slowly closing the distance between their faces. Ariel's lips acted on instinct, puckering just ever-so-slightly in anticipation of what was coming next. As Sera brought up two of her hands to caress Ariel's head, the other two made their way to the young woman's hips. The bee-girl brought herself within a hair's breadth of touching Ariel's lips with her own, only she stopped. 'Why did she stop?' Ariel wondered, but she understood. This next part was for her, and for her alone, to decide.