"Who are you!?"

"Who -huff huff- are you?" You grab ahold of your tummy, "and why -huff- did you need to breed me?"

"I don't know what came over me. You smelled sweeter than a bouquet of roses. Drove me a lil mad." He scratches his chin, "I only drank a few ales with the honey bun I found earlier, nothing out of the ordinary."

His eyebrows raise "Oh rightio, let me uh" he withdrawals his dick, heavily the thing slops out as the remaining cum oozes out of your gaped asshole and onto the brick road.

"Name's Frederick, friends call me Rick. Nice to uh, meetcha lass" he extends his hand out, you're unsure why. A few seconds pass, "I guess handshakes aren't the sort of thing ya do right after fucking someone's brains out."

You tilt your head, "A hand shake? I'm not familiar with the gesture. Do we shake ours hands at one another as greeting?"

Rick genty grabs your hand, "Here I'll show ya, it's easy. You cup your palms with another person and then grasp firmly while going up and down slowly." He explains.

You're fascinated by the human custom, you never saw something like this in the hive you grew up in, "This is fascinating..." This man seems well versed in human customs. Perhaps he could be a valuable addition to the hive.

"Tell me, Rick was it? Could you take me to your home. I'd love to discuss more with you there where it's comfortable."

He gives a slight chuckle, "There's not much to go to."

You assure him, "Worry not, no abode is too humble for myself."

Rick looks surprised, "I don't think you understand, lass. I have no home."

Shaking your head, "What? That's not possible? Like a bee, everyone has a hive to call home-..." you stop. He stares directly into your eyes with a sullen look. Sullen that he's taught you the concept of... homelessness.

You brush yourself off and recollect your demeanor, "Ahem..." your hesitant but confidence fills your tone, "Worry not! Despite my stature, you actually nabbed yourself a monarch."

Rick gives a full belly laugh until realizing you're serious, "You're... a monarch? Of where?"

"Very nearby. I left my home to begin my own kingdom. As ruler, I see fit to cordially invite you, Sir Frederick, to my abode."

Rick waves his arms, "No, no, I wouldn't want to impose, really."

You insist, "No one should be without a home and everyone shall have a place within my hive."

The man is hesitant, but you sweeten the deal, "There'll be free honey buns courtesy of my baker~"

"Alllllright lass, you convinced me. Where's this supposed kingdom?" He asks.

You clap your hands excitedly and giddily "Just go to the local bakery and tell him the monarch sent you and to let you have any and all the honey buns you need. I'll meet you there and take you home once I finish a quick errand, alright?"

"Are you su--" He's interrupted by a growling stomach, "Aye, I'll see you then. Good luck on the errand." He rustles your hair and heads off towards the baker.

Now, back on track, you go inside the Tavern...