Wanderlust Beastkin, Beauty and the Beastkin-Chapter 80: Emergency Assistance Required

Beth’s Perspective

The buzzing grew louder until it finally drowned out the other sounds. Then, above the piles of shredded glistening white fabric, the giant bee rose. No longer was she the woman I had seen just the moment before, but a gigantic bee, the size of a mastiff, with a stinger as long as my arm!

Her large black eyes glistened with a maniacal frenzy. She paused in her movements for but a moment and then dove down towards me.

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My body flashed with dread, heat, and pain. Then suddenly my mouth hurt, my nails felt like they were being pulled out, my eyes burned, and my bones ached. A pulse of bright silver light blazed out from my body, lighting me from within and temporarily blinding the incoming bee as I rolled to the side, just as her stinger plunged into the floor. She buzzed loudly in both fury and from trying to free herself since her stinger had become stuck.

While fighting through the overwhelming pain that was wracking my body for no apparent reason, I also had to battle a bee that was far larger than any insect had a right to be!

I pushed myself up and grabbed as many strips of the fabric that I could get ahold of and twisted them around the giant bee.

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Another pulse of light blazed out of me, causing me to stumble from both pain and shock. Then, before my eyes, my short French-tipped nails started elongating and thickening. The tips are pointed and curved, clear and sparkling like crystal, and incredibly sharp. I could feel four of my teeth lengthening and rubbing against the inside of my lips. Then suddenly my ears burned and all was completely silent. The buzzing stopped, the shouting stopped, and even the sound of my breathing stopped.

I put my hands to my ears and felt bumps where my ears should be. My eyes widened as I moved my hands around, frantically searching for my ears, but they weren’t there; they had somehow just disappeared. I moved my hands back to the bumps and felt them shrinking under my palms, and I let out a startled scream. At least that was my intention, but still I heard no sound. I felt the air swiftly leave my lungs and pass through my open lips, which was the only indication that I had actually screamed, but I had no way of telling for sure, for all I knew, I was simply blowing out air.

Out of my periphery, I saw movement and turned my head to see the large bee struggling against the strips of fabric that I had tangled her in. I was freaking out, but this wasn’t the time to lose my head. I looked around and saw a vase of flowers against the wall. I stood up. The world tilted at a gut-wrenching angle, and suddenly, not having ears was throwing off my sense of balance immensely.

I stumbled my way over to the vase and grabbed hold of it; it was much heavier than I had imagined. It looked and felt like it was carved from a solid chunk of stone! I grabbed hold of it and nearly fell over from the sudden added weight as I hugged it to myself while stumbling back. The water within the vase sloshed. I made it back to the bee girl who was stabbing into the fabric with her stinger and trying relentlessly to free herself.

Then all at once my hearing came back, jarringly loud, but it was such a relief that I nearly cried. The buzzing was so loud.

I quickly dumped the entire contents of the vase onto the bee girl, and her wings instantly stopped flapping, and she held perfectly still. She stared into my eyes with her black eyes glaring.

"You!" She said with an incredibly high-pitched voice from her bee mouth. I was creeped to see a bee talk, but also kind of amused that she sounded like she’d spent the last hour sucking on helium. "How dare you throw water on me! How did you even know to do that?! Are you a spy? Were you sent here to spy on me and learn my secrets?!"

"Learn your secrets?! Let me tell you, I couldn’t care less about your secrets or anything else about you!" I threw the vase down right beside her, and the stone vase cracked right up the side and dented the floor. I pointed a shaking finger at her. "You remember this well, don’t come looking for trouble from me, because the next time you do, that’s what your head will look like!" I pointed at the broken vase.

Then I looked at the so-called guards who were blocking the door to the room and standing there completely useless like a bunch of gaping fish. "You lot stop staring or I’ll charge you an admission fee! Do your damn job and take this oversized bee out of here, and if I see this bee anywhere near me again, I swear I’ll have the Emperor chop off all your heads!"

Then there was a large racket as they all practically stumbled over themselves to pick up the angry and soaking wet bee who was still tied up. After a moment, everyone walked out and shut the door. One brave maid tried to approach me, but I glared at her fiercely, and she quickly turned around without a word and made a swift exit.

As soon as the door shut behind them, I collapsed to the floor with shaking limbs. I was so scared. That whole incident was a nightmare.

My breathing was intense while I processed everything that had just happened, and then my eyes opened wider, and I put my hands back to my ears, but they still weren’t there, but I could hear perfectly, in fact, I could hear more than perfectly.

Against the left wall beside the bed was a full-body mirror, or sort of a mirror. It was made from polished silver colored metal. I hastened over to the mirror and then stumbled in shock as I stared at it. There were a few shocking changes, but I was having a hard time taking my eyes off the top of my head, where there were two furry black cat ears. I reached up and touched them, and then I tugged on them slightly, and it hurt! They were so sensitive!

I winced, and then when I opened my eyes again, my pupils had become elongated. I opened my mouth really wide and looked at my canines, which had grown out considerably to long, sharp points. Then there was a sharp pain in my back, just above my butt, and I rubbed it, feeling a large bump. I twisted my body in front of the mirror, and my eyes widened again as I saw the bump growing larger under the fabric of the layers of dress I’m wearing.

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I quickly hoisted up my dress, and just above my underwear, there was a furry black thing that was becoming larger by the moment. I pulled on it, imagining it was a giant furry caterpillar or something similar that had decided to attach itself to my butt for some reason.

As soon as my hand rubbed along it, a pleasurable shiver pulsed through my body.

"Wha? What is this thing?"

My knees buckled, and my hands pressed against the floor, the nails extended and dug in, gouging into the floor like it was made of soft clay. I looked back and watched as the black thing was still growing, and reached back with one hand and pulled on it again, my hand sliding across it. A small groan escaped my lips before I clamped them fiercely shut. My eyes shot to the closed door, and I listened intently, but there was no sound coming from the other side.

I didn’t really know what was happening, but it felt so good, I couldn’t help touching it again. I wrapped my hand along the base of it and slid my hand along it; it was so sensitive; every bit of it felt like I was being stroked, like I was being fingered. I could feel my entrance soaking my underwear and aching; it was uncomfortable. I looked back at the door and slowly reached under my dress and slipped my finger under the edge of my panties.

I was so hot and wet, and my finger felt cool. A naughty thought flitted into my head, and I couldn’t shake it. I rubbed my finger against my clit until my hips ached. I slipped two fingers into my opening and pushed them in past my folds. It was fine, but as soon as I stroked my tail, my inner walls clenched on my fingers, and the pleasure increased. I saw stars as I began stroking and fingering myself at the same time, while biting my lower lip to keep my moaning contained. It felt so good...so good.

My breathing was coming out in gasps while my juices were dripping down my arm, and I was involuntarily humping my hand. My inner walls kept on clenching tightly onto my fingers whenever I stroked my tail. Because as I was watching myself in the mirror, it became apparent that that’s what the black thing is. I had my dress hiked up past my knees and was crouching back on my heels with my knees spread. My tail was long and black with seriously soft fur, and was flicking behind me while I stroked it and fingered myself.

My nipples were hard and aching, my breasts pushing up against the fabric. I wanted to strip off the dress, but I was worried that someone would come in and catch me naked. I continued to stroke and finger myself, rubbing harder and curving my fingers. The pleasure increased as I didn’t let up, and then it suddenly reached a climax, and I was squirting clear fluids against the mirror. I let out a high-pitched meow as my whole body shook with pleasure.

Then light beams suddenly shot out of my eyes, and there was a loud cracking sound as the mirror suddenly turned into a large slab of gray stone.

Coming Next Time: Duarte Village Falls