The next morning

"Nghh... dummy... The alarm hasn't even gone off yet... what are..." The auburn-haired bee-girl squirmed around and couldn't even open her eyes as her drone tried to shake her awake. "Mommy! Mommy! We have to go! Do you not remember? That's what nana said. We have to go!" Bernie, her drone shook his busty mom with his little arms - Amber shot up fully awake and ran to the games cabinet here in her bedroom. "H-help me! W-where are the games? Uhh... Bernie???" The drone was in his more proper clothes: a nice black drone shirt with even a pauldron with a silver chain going around his neck. He also had a straight black skirt and nice shoes with cute bows.

"We have to get to that... that new house. I backed everything up already. Y-you just have to dress up... is that ok?" Bernie played with his fingers and Amber smiled and raced to hug her diligent drone: "Thanks! I would've totally slept in! Yeah, let me dress up and, uhh..." Amber let go and looked around the clean bedroom: "Where did you put my hoodie? I had it just here..." She was still wearing her pink nightgown and fluffy warm socks she used to wear when she slept.

"Oh... I-I put it away already... I-I chose you something... it's there in the suitcase..." Bernie stammered and was anxious to leave and not be late, he had had to gather all his mental strength to wake up his mother. "Oh, ok... But, this is a dress? I think this will show my boobs too, ugh... Why did you choose me this one? It's embarrassing, I thought you knew what I like." Amber pouted and Bernie turned red and bit his lip:

"W-well... I just thought that m-moving out w-w-we should look our best... I-I just heard that in school. T-that e-e-exiles should dress their best... sorry..." Amber shrugged and pulled the shiny red dress on, it fit well although the neck-hole really did make her breasts pop out very noticeably. "D-do you think I look good?" Amber dared to ask as she judged her reflection on the mirror. Bernie nodded blushing, his poor penis aching for unspeakable things. With the help of a few maids their stuff was transported out. Amber left on a carriage, as there would've been no way for her to be able to fly all the way there and walking was totally too ungraceful. Amber felt bad for the four workers carrying her there and felt sad to leave her only home behind. She thought about Mabel and hoped to see her again.

"F-fuck... we have... agh... we h-have to go..." Bexley moaned as her sister thrusted in her vagina time after another with the biggest jelly-stick they had. "NO! You will have that morning orgasm alright? Come on, we have like twenty minutes still. Ah, come on... kiss me babe..." The twins shared a kiss and Bexley felt her sister's thrusts getting her closer to orgasm.

"Kelly... it's only ten minutes... W-we can do this... nghh... there, AH! Don't go so f-f-FAST!" Bexley couldn't truly enjoy sex, not now - she kicked her sister off and rolled off fixing her hair and leaned on the make-up table fixing her face. "Exy... you must be so close... let me just help real quick..." Berkley slid the strap-on jelly-stick on her sister's butt, teasing. "Stop! I can't! You are going to get us both into trouble, put that… agh!" Bexley turned around and pulled the massive 12 centimeter jelly-dick and made her sister lose her balance. Exy unbuckled the belt and let it fall down as Kelly playfully slid a finger over her sister's clit.

"R-really..." Exy looked tears in her eyes at Kelly and quickly started pulling on her the white dress picked out by one of their drones. "Fuck... You are really not dying to be touched? You are getting old..." Berkley joked and fixed her black dress by pulling it down over her thighs. "What? How dare you, you slut! I am going to fuck you with that thing when we get there! You'll see!" Exy challenged with a chuckle and Kelly as a fitting come-back slapped her sister's ass as she was putting on her shoes.

Their drones and some maids helped them carry their stuff out and the whole flight to the new house Kelly teased her sister, who tried to focus on the awfulness of it all, but her sister proved too fun to keep being a pessimist. They stopped mid flight to look back and then hold hands for the rest of the way.

A new start for many today, including Mabel, the youngest of seven but now third on line for the throne, a title she would rather not have. She had woken up as the pills had not managed to make her sleep for very long she had twisted and turned until she had had enough and put on a very simple sweater and an easy-going skirt. She walked around the house and met Belle the chief maid in the hall. The maid smiled at her which did make her feel a little better.

Mabel felt sleepy, she had hardly slept and leaned on a railing overlooking the main hall, letting her eyes rest. Suddenly a sharp sound of shoes' clicking reached her ears. She looked down and saw a figure surrounded by the royal guard - it was Rebecca. Mabel shot fully awake and watched nervously as the girl she had only recently noticed, who she had only now learned to love fully was being treated like a criminal, something she was not, that Mabel herself was.

Rebecca didn't have any dress, no fancy clothes to make her stand out, no. She wore a black cropped hoodie with only push-up bra underneath making her B-cup breasts look bigger. She had tight jeans with torn bits and very tall boots, all black. She also wore a white and red scarf and fishnet gloves. Her face was almost unrecognizable with all the black make-up she had. Her lips, eyes, all the color her hair was naturally. She was not the same Rebecca Mabel had known, she was... hurt, damaged, somehow.

"Can I go now? I'd not want that bitch looking at my ass much longer." Rebecca snapped at the chief guard and raised her hand pointing back behind her towards one of the guards. The guard who was apparently staring was excused and she quickly flew away embarrassed. "Yes this is where you leave, but we will escort you to the border, that is the law."

Mabel watched as Rebecca disappeared through that door. She could still follow the shapes disappearing through the windows - a feeling of coldness and loneliness took over the young bee girl and it was hard to not fly after her out of that place. It was then that Mabel decided to never take such things as love for granted, she wiped off her tears and turned back, towards her own life.

*Authors note:*

If you, as a reader are interested to continue Amber's, Bexley's and Berkley's or Rebecca's stories, you are most free to do that. Start here and have fun writing!