They're all beyond cute. And have huge dicks. She'll be delighted.

Audrey had spent the day doing nothing much - as expected of a fuckplant stuck in her pot. Luckily, she was sitting right next to Seymour's sofa and thus in reach of both his tablet and the TV remote, so the entirety of the internet and whatever was on was at Audrey's disposal. Thus, she hadn't been bored - just a little lonely, playing with her massive breasts or teasing her lower lips every so often, sighing as she imagined her bee-like lover letting his many hands run over her or stuffing the fuckplant with his enormous rod. Seymour couldn't return from work soon enough...

The sound of the keys at the front door made Audrey perk up, a beaming smile spreading on her face. He was back, he was finally back!

"Hey Audrey, I'm back!" As Seymour walked into the apartment, a little confusion wormed its way into Audrey's excitement - her beloved bee boi had left in an oversized shirt and borrowed yoga pants. Now he was wearing a pleated miniskirt and a blouse? Where did this confidence come from? Why was Seymour suddenly showing off his bee body? "How wazz your day?"

"Fine, just... fine?" Audrey pouted as Seymour went to the kitchenette and poured himself a glass of water. Why wasn't he coming over and kissing the fuckplant hello?

"Hey Audrey, I'm back!" Audrey's head whipped to the front door where Seymour was entering, booty shorts hugging his wide hips and leaving half of his schlong bulging out the top. "Did you enjoy yourzzelf while you were home alone?"

"Buh... whah..." Jaw hanging slack, Audrey boggled at the twin bee bois as they waltzed around as if they owned the place, pointing at each of them in turn with her left hand as if she was counting them again and again to make sure she was seeing what she was seeing.

"Hey Audrey, I'm back!" This time, the fuckplant's head turned rather slowly to the door where - somewhat unsurprisingly - Seymour strolled in. But this time, it had to be the right one, he was wearing yoga pants! Only they were the wrong color, dark grey instead of light blue. "I hope you weren't bored, all alone and zztuff. Now, pleazze excuzze me..."

The newest Seymour made a beeline for the restroom, and Audrey plopped her plush ass down onto the rim of her pot. This was all too much! What was going on?!

"Hey Audrey, I'm back!" Audrey flinched, her eyes growing round as Seymour sashayed into the apartment, this one dressed in low-rise jeans that threatened to slip down his ass with every step. "Zzorry for taking zzo long."

"Hey Audrey, I'm back!" A low whine rose from the fuckplant as Seymour walked into the apartment, this time dressed into an almost modest romper. "I'm zzorry, they made me do thizz zztupid prank..."

"Be-en~! You ruined it! Andy and Jerry are zztill outzzide!" Seymour crossed his four arms and cocked his hips, his skirt swishing sideways. "You know we wanted to have them walk Beeatrice in once Audrey izz zzufficiently confuzzed!"

"Look at her, the poor girl izz zzufficiently confuzzed," Ben shot back - the different name gave Audrey something to hold on to. So the bee bois weren't actually Seymour... but that still didn't explain why they looked like him and where the real Seymour was! And who was Beeatrice?! "Guyzz, bring the queen in, okay?"

If Audrey's confusion had lessened somewhat, it now rose again as an enormously voluptuous bee girl was walked into the apartment by two other Seymours, one in nothing but the shirt of a police uniform and the other in a 'bee-otch' halter top and cut off jeans that left his mighty schlong completely exposed, slapping against his meaty thighs with every step. The bee girl shortstack giggled and moaned, her legs almost giving out every couple of steps, pre dripping from the straining, pulsing shaft twitching against the swell of her enormous bosom - which could give Audrey's boobs a run for their money, looking almost ridiculous on the much smaller frame of the queen bee.

"Aauudreyyy~!" The look of lustful bliss mirrored the one the fuckplant had worn when she'd heard the keys in the door. "I brought you zzouvenirzz!"

"Sey-Seymour...?" That had to be the real one, right? Only he would know what he'd promised Audrey before leaving. Well, it was probably she now, and the fuckplant would never have imagined the 'souvenirs' to be a massive rack on her lover's chest and seven almost identical bee bois. "Is... is that really you?"

"Yyeeeezzzz~..." Eyes struggling to focus, Seymour... no, apparently Beeatrice? In any case, the queen bee made her way to the fuckplant's pot, two of her hands caressing her swollen belly. "I collected zzooo much cum for you, too... Are you hungryyy~?"

That helped ground Audrey more than anything. She'd been feeling a bit peckish since early noon, and having her lover's massive cock pound the fuckplant's pussy would surely make her feel less confused...