the two drones decide to face each other

Samus sighed in relief as the two drones headed for the cabin, but just to be safe, she activated a transmitter inside to monitor the situation.

The voices of her drones were identical, Samus don't know who started the conversation.

Drone?: If you want a fight, I'm ready.

Drone?: As if it were worth fighting you, you were born flawed.

Drone?: Are you the one talking?

Drone?: You're worthless, you're trash, I don't understand why Samus decided to keep you when she already has me.

Drone?: Because she definitely doesn't agree with you... idiot.

Samus sensed that at least the last sentence had been made by the first drone.

Drone2: You should bow to your superiors.

Drone1: Then you should start, after all, I am.

Samus had almost forgotten how arrogant the first drone was with her at first, even though she thought she'd tamed her enough to think of her as a spoiled, slightly megalomaniacal version of herself. But apparently her superior attitude had returned, at least with her sister.

Drone2: I'll teach you your place.

Drone1: We'll see who teaches who what.

What sounded like a scuffle followed, and Samus was about to get up to intervene when she began to hear their moans of pleasure.

Samus decided to turn off the transceiver and let the drones solve their problems on their own.

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Drone1: We'll see who teaches who what.

At her response, her sister grabbed her, trying to immobilize her, but she was ready. When she tried to slide behind her and then give her a Nelson hold mixed with a bear hug, Drone1 slid forward slightly with a step, her bee-like abdomen slipping between Drone2's legs while I quickly grabbed her left leg and gave a yank, sweeping it away and making her fall to the ground in surprise.

Drone1 didn't give her time to react. As soon as her bee-like abdomen slipped free from her sister's legs, she let herself fall on top of her, sitting on the other's pelvis and with her abdomen resting on top of her like a weight. Then she grabbed the second drone's bee-like abdomen with both hands, bringing it to her chest, further limiting her ability to free herself.

The second drone, however, tried to wriggle free, trying to push with its hands to slip away from the first, with little success. Then something happened that it hadn't counted on: the first drone began to manipulate its stinger with both hands, while its lower arms continued to hold onto her bee abdomen.

The first drone already knew the nature of its own body; after the first fight with Samus, it had discovered the sexual functions of its stinger, and when alone, it had experimented with how to pleasure itself, knowledge it was now using on the second drone, who had no idea of ​​the possibility but was also a quick learner.

The second clone imitated the first, grabbing the first's abdomen, pressing it against its chest, and teasing its stinger in the same way. Both bee women began to moan with pleasure.