The one that tilted the scale

What was the queen going to do now? What was about to break Mabel's poor weak heart again? That the young bee girl didn't know and more rather closed it off her mind and stumbled through her quarters to the glass double door that led outside to a nice balcony. She would quite often fly through the house first, just to see if anyone had any news for her before she would leave - this time Mabel just wanted to simply breathe in some fresh air so through the more direct way seemed more appealing.

When she unlocked the door and opened the doors a pair of eyes met hers - it was Rebecca of all people, her expression quite intense: "May I come in like this? I had tried to notify you with pheromones but I suppose these walls are too dense for that, I was about to knock just now.'' Mabel couldn't look at her sister and turned around feeling warm tears fall on her cheeks: "Yes... come in. May I ask..." Mabel turned to her gorgeous sister, who was wearing a black dress with snuggly hugging thick layers of silk - it looked really warm, while still appearing quite desirable on her beautiful body. "What is this about dear sister?"

Rebecca seemed depressed and it made Mabel quite curious. "You see, during my surgery, when my latest drone was born... it was then that I realized that I couldn't give birth any longer. In fact I cannot even imagine it without feeling light-headed. My time as a daughter queen has concluded, Mabel... it's for that reason that I want to realign all my drones under your wing, and... lose my virginity with you... if that is possible, of course..." The older sister had a cold stare, that of a person who was not joking. "B-but... Rebecca, I am your sister and, wh-... they are your own boys, you can't just..."

"I do not wish them to live a pointless life. Males suffer enough as it is, you will find more need for them, give them more love than I ever will. It is legal... I can have them reassigned to you when I get exiled... now, do you agree upon taking my virginity? I do not wish to die as one."

Mabel fell back and had to help with her wings to stay up: "NO! Do not say that! What is wrong!? Is it because of me? Oh no... oh god... I can't do that, do you understand? I don't even have a single drone of my own! This is mad! You can't be serious! D-do you n-need a hug or something? This is not right!" Mabel couldn't understand it, her sister leaving, just like that? What had she done, what had happened?

About half an hour ago upstairs in the great sunroom Jubilee was releasing some strong, more pleasant pheromones to cover up the strong smell of urine in the room - she could've made a maid clean it up, but next was a very special daughter of hers, which would at least deserve the time alone with her fabulous mother.

In through the door came the slim and beautiful Rebecca, a layered black dress with masterful design, showing her shapes in all their glory. She had a blank look in her eyes, a very common thing unfortunately. "My dear girl, perfectly in time as expected. Say, does the scene before you arise any...hmm... negative emotions?" Jubilee was obviously referring to the poor drone boy laying motionless in the middle of the great circular room, sunlight flowing on him. "Not at all. I see drones in much greater discomfort daily." A single tear fell down the emotionless face of Rebecca: "That is partly my reasoning for why I have chosen to abandon my status as a daughter queen." The queen chuckled dryly and then asked confused: "Pardon me? Abandon? Your status? Your place? I must've misheard, what ever could you..."

"Mother, I have done a terrible thing as retribution for what little care you took of me as I lay in crippling fear in my recovery bed. You didn't visit me, not once. I was terrified to even consider giving birth again, I never got over that. I cannot continue as a potential queen of Pollensville and it's people. I resign." Rebecca stepped forward so she was half on the warming sunlight, half in weak shadow, she looked up at her towering mother. The queen bit her teeth together and felt her stinger aching to spring out:

"Did you do that to my egg? Did you in your superstition, in your despair come to the conclusion that attacking my egg would make your birthing pains go away? A foolish girl! An utter stain in our family! Get out of my sight! I do not believe you violated my egg, I trust you did not! But what hubris made you think you could lie to me? In no world would you wish for a life as great as what I offer you! I saw so much potential in you, goddammit!"

The queen was furious, she stared her eyes burning at the still and emotionless daughter, that same daughter she had wanted to comfort and teach to become the true next queen, a virgin too. "I am sorry mother. I couldn't live in your world any longer, I want you to banish me so I do not have to rely my life in your supposed wisdom any longer. Please, forgive my other sisters of their wrongdoings. They deserve better than what you offer them." The queen wanted to have some time to think, to reorganize her head so she made Rebecca leave. Jubilee almost bursted out crying but then filled that with hate, hate for an ideal she couldn't understand.

Rebecca walked back in her room as the queen knelt over the **** boy, she placed a kiss on his forehead and rubbed his cheeks and even his exposed penis head - whatever happened, it was her perfect boy, in her perfect world.

A half an hour to the future Mabel stared into nothingness and parted her lips to meet her older sisters shy lips in a little kiss between sisters, Rebecca breathed in her little sister's smell and interlocked her antenane with the two above Mabel's head. "R-Rebecca... w-we shouldn't... w-what if... m-m-mother..." Rebecca pushed her body on Mabel's, slowly pressing each and every inch of her covered, but needy body on the similar body of her little sister. "I just want to feel it once, please?" The older sister waited breathing heavily for her sister to send the signal. Mabel starred in the hopeless eyes of her older sister, wrapped her arms around the small waist of the waiting bee and sent the intense orgasmic signal through her antennae.

It made both girls squirm and pant as their vagina's burned with the pleasant heat of a fastly building orgasm. "T-thank you so much! T-take good care of my boys, please... AH! AAAGnh NGHAAAA!!" The older, less experienced girl experienced her first orgasm and fell on Mabel's arms as she came too and felt overwhelmed so they both collapsed on the mat underneath. While still their antennae locked the two bee girls snuggled together and shared their sadness, their pains and their sons, all in a simple sign of care and love.