She has to make her mind

She felt like someone had taken her brain out and shaken it up and put back upside down - Mabel had no idea what to think.

"Dronegasms? Dumbest shit I've heard!"

The sole reason she felt so stupid about the whole thing was because she had not wanted to know, because of her stupid angst. She groaned and walked back and forth in her quarters - all naked too, clothes would annoy her now. "How? What?" She thought to herself and took another shot of expensive whiskey and resumed her pointless walk. "But boys should cum only once, right? Nuptials and all?" She kicked her droplet chair, which wobbled like you would think - it was just a water droplet used as a nice and comfy chair, almost like a bean-bag chair; gravity holds it together as bee-girls were not that big.

"What am I doing? I should make a boy, like... right now! No, how would I even... ARGH! WHY!?" She knew that if someone would've been watching she would surely be sent to the hospital in a straitjacket. She realized that she could've had a boy for the longest time, but just because she thought it was wrong to keep miserable boys as pets was immoral, she hadn't. She had been wrong and the frustration started turning into sadness. "A-all the m-months... I-I could've had a friend... j-just like Amber, s-someone to do these dirty things with..." She fell on her droplet-chair and cried softly. She had hated being so horny and pathetic, when every other sister had a nice boyfriend or a dozen to help them - only now did she realize what a stuck-up ass she had been.

She stayed like that uncomfortably laying on the droplet and adding salty tears in the water, ruining the chair and her make-up. She got up as noticed the time and pulled on her diner dress, which had a cool honey-comb shape chest hole and some almost cape-like things covering up her wings - her boobs looked quite cute in the dress which made the daughter queen dry up enough to get some heavier make-up on. She went downstairs and sat down at the table where the others already were waiting.

"Oh, dear. Mabel, is something wrong? I can smell you had cried. Is something wrong dear?" The majestete herself addressed Mabel, who already took a honey baguette from the table to eat with her meal - the queen had the absolute best smell from any of the other bees of the hive and could even smell sadness, as well as various other dirtier things, which is partly the reason why Mabel had not gotten off yet today.

"I cried... Is there s-something wrong with that?" Mabel said and tried to not get emotional again. The queen wore a golden simple dress with some frilly black silk going around her gorgeous body in classic stripes. "Mabel... you poor thing. I hope you will reconsider getting a boy. They really do help in situations like this. We all know how awful the thing with the egg is. I even cried myself, the poor, poor egg. The perturbator, the evil, awful person will be found and such things as this will not happen ever again, not as long as I rule." She announced and Mabel almost cried again - why her? "Mother, I have a lead to report. It's about the egg." Mabel's second oldest sister, Beatrice spoke which obviously got the Queen's attention.

"Hmm, well, speak." The great bee encouraged while sipping some mead. "I found some... hmm... stains, of questionable origin where the violation took place." She said and looked around with her wasp -like mean face. "Do not play, Bea. What stains?" The queen stood up and Beatrice put her hands together and straightened her back: "Vaginal fluids, had a good taste in it too, probably a fancier worker." She smirked, while Mabel choked on her baguette. "Eww, you tasted it? That's messed up!" One of the sisters, Bexley said and her identical sister, Berkley continued: "Yeah! It could've been like... anything!" The twins were always together on everything and it made Mabel go crazy sometimes - they were both stupidly pretty of course, and most of the time they wore matching clothing, like now they both had a dress that folded from the top on the chest very nicely.

"At least I did some investigating, unlike you two. And don't you lecture me about licking girlcum, you dirty lesbo whores!" She snapped back making Mabel get chills - it was a rumor that they were close like that, but Mabel didn't want to get biased for no reason. "NO! Mom, she's saying it again!" "You don't know squat! You are just jealous that nobody except your own kids love you!" Mabel froze and looked up at the now bright red Beatrice. "End this wrangling! This is the royal table for heaven's sake! Do I have to make you return in your rooms, or are you mature as you pretend to be?" The Queen spoke with her great and powerful voice making everyone calm down. "We are sorry, mother. She is just a big bully." Bexley added and regretted it as the queen raised her eyebrow. Mabel ate like a good girl, and happened to lose her eyes on the opposite side of the table and between two big breasts. It was true, Amber really did have to dress up in one of mother's dresses and the cleavage was enormous.

"Don't stare... please... Do you realize how uncomfortable this is?" She whispered to Mabel who turned red: "S-sorry." She whispered back.

"And what was that?" The now annoyed voice of the queen spoke and made Mabel pale.

"Are these really my daughter queens? Whispering in the table, calling others with names? Enough! I will have all of you return in your rooms and stay there for the rest of the day. Some food will be brought to you before bed, you all better act more like you should tomorrow. Excuse me, this day has taken its toll on me." The queen stood up and walked out accompanied by the royal elite guard. "Well, shit! Look what you imbeciles managed to do this time! Now I won't get my fucking massage! I should fucking transfix you all right now and be done with it! Hell, that's what good sister Abigail is going to do when she's appointed queen! You do not understand, you stupid idiots! We are living on borrowed time, each second I lose because of you badgers gets me closer to it, each, fucking, time."

Everyone got quiet and Amber left with fast steps. The quiet daughter queen followed suit and Mabel waited for the oldest sister to leave and eventually the twins as well. She left with them as she couldn't stay in the same room alone with the psychopath - a threat like that was something Mabel didn't hear everyday and it honestly scared her, but the part about Abigail might've scared her even more. She tried to smile at the twins who looked shocked and very scared. Mabel had to return to her room, but there were a lot of things on her mind, things she should do, things she had to do.

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