“What’s the favor?” Sally asked, trying to sit up but stopped by her belly’s weight. “Oof.”

The woman smiled. “My name is Jessy,” she answered. “I was instructed by my queen, Queen Bess, to create a hive of my own. However…” She sighed. “I am infertile, and I cannot take anyone in without their consent.”

Sally groaned as she saw where this was going.

“It’s what you think,” Jessy said, holding back a smirk. “If I help you survive your release of those two girls… You enter my womb willingly and be reborn as a Hiveling child, specifically mine.” She walked over and leaned on Sally’s belly. “Do we have a deal, miss Sally?”

Sally looked from the insect-human-thing to her belly, then back. She sighed in defeat. “Alright,” she replied. “Deal. Where do we start?”

“Okay, just get yourself in a birth position, but spread your legs out wider,” Jessy answered. “I’ll use my venom to numb the pain so you can focus completely on the task.”

Sally did as she was instructed and braced herself.