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As John stepped into the smoky New Orleans-themed bar, based in Soho, London, his dark brown eyes scanned the room for anyone that would be fun to chat to. Women of various shapes and sizes, in various states of undress, prowled for a source of money, such as himself, but John was no fool; he knew what he liked and how to get it.
Settling into a comfortable sofa, John spotted the perfect woman…. Large eyes, black and yellow stripes… wings that buzzed pleasurably against his body, and six limbs- all the better for handjobs.
The woman- introducing herself as Mary, worked as a pollen collector for hive No 49387, and her flying had led to a well-developed body. John was captivated, and soon, the two wound up in bed. The handjob was, as expected, first class.

This story is the very essence of the phrase "What The Hell Was That?".

Not that this is a bad thing.

Where is the twisted part?
Like the Male bee picking up on a hot worker, (he THINKS!) but it turns or to be a Queen in drag!
Beesexuality, anyone? Take my honey, babee! Let me come in your mandible! All over your antenna!
Don't mind me, as I drone on and on.

Sothis and I got really bored last night and ended up writing more of this story. I wondered if we should post it but we decided it would be much safer simply not to. I do, however, have it saved so if you -really- want the full story, fire off a PM...


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And who said John was a bee?

Lol, i imagined the guy as a normal human, and the bee as a huge human sized bee.

this is the rest of the story. Parts Sothis wrote are in red...

We were really fuckin' bored.


But Mary begun to become unsatisfied. Though she loved him, she couldnt shake off the realization that they were biologically incompatible species, and to be blunt, even she thought Johns dick was tiny.

As much as she enjoyed the meaty human tongue on her clitoris, the inabilty for him to enter her left things distinctly... well, without cum


Mary buzzed up to John. "John, dearezzzzzzzzzzt, we need to talk."

Johns fears grabbed hold of him, and he grabbed the fly swatter and flattened Mary before she could confirm them.

The relationship over, John wept, not least because the first class handjobs were also over. Never again would those six hands massage his cock

John tried everything. He tried rubbing her body against his cock, he tried creating an artificial bumblebee, he even tried making an intricate marrionette out of Mary's corpse. But to no avail.

For a long time, John was very sad.

Then, one day, as he was about to take a bath...

He saw a centipede.

He knew, at that moment, that Sarah the centipede would provide him with hours of gentle jacking action

Sarah was also surprisingly frisky. She even had a couple millipede friends she brought over from time to time.

John secretly knew that though the number was greater, the quality wasn't, but kept his trap shut about it for years.

One day, John came home from a busy day's work, to find, to his horror, Rodney the elephant, in bed with Sarah, screams and grunts coming from her extacy-wracked body.

"Rodney!!!... You promised you would be -mine-..."

Rodney glared at him. "I wanted Sarah all alone! And your ass smelled! Remember, I was using my nose to probe that!"

John began to weep. "You used me!!! YA USED MEEEEEEE!!!!!"

In a fit of rage, John punched Rodney in the side of the head. The elephant snarled evilly, and coiled his tail around John, squeezing around his cock... at first John groaned in pleasure, but the tightening only increased, causing him to groan in pain....

Sarah screamed "Rodney! Stop! I havent finished yet!"

Using a tusk, Rodney fucked Sarah's pussy wildly, even as the hold on John became unbearable for the poor human

Johns cry of horror merged with Sarahs scream of ecstasy, and all the windows shattered.

Finally, after much squeezing and thrusting, Sarah's orgasm covered Rodney's tusk in hot cum as John's cock wassqueezed so hard it popped away in a violent outpouring of blood

John collapsed, dying... and he fell next to Mary's corpse... as his life slipped away, he looked in horror as he noticed something he did not before: Mary's corpse was now smiling.

To make it even worse, Rodney and Sarah started fucking again, wildly, even as he's blood flowed

And that was the day Rodney was a hero.

The End.

What... The... Fuck...???

Thanks a lot.

Now it went from "What The Hell Was That??" to "AAAAAAAAAGH!!"