Royal Jelly
What if instead of royal jelly being secreted from the worker bees, there was a separate class of bee boys who make it when they get turned on?
Their whole job is to be horny, slutty lil guys who lie on their back and leak the royal jelly all day. Wombs warm and swollen as their muscle walls contract, fingers fluttering over sensitive spots.
Maybe the other workers use them during their breaks for some much-needed release. Even better if the breaks always seem to be cut short and leaves the poor bee desperate and bucking into nothing.
I imagine the queen bee might even have a favorite or two she keeps in her chambers. Her tongue would dip in and out of that sensitive, hot hole and drink up the release. It's one of her favorite pastimes, though the bee isn't sure if that's a blessing or a curse. The queen can be near insatiable some days. On others though, she finds herself scooping the jelly up and trying to press it back in. Her fingers toy with her favorite servant and imagine how gravid they could get with their own jelly.













