Garessta

〔Congratulations, for mating with a Queen Bee you got a new achievement: ”Not a virgin”! Your reward: “Drone Consort” title.〕
‘Hey! I wasn’t a virgin even before this, system!’

Imagine that you lived a painfully average life and died by a stupid, stupid accident, but a goddess interfered, giving you a second chance in another world.

There, you became a consort of a beautiful, big-chested queen, and your only job is to have mind-blowing sex with her so she could have thousands of your adorable daughters. In return, you can live in peace and luxury for the rest of your days.

Which means, for about two months! Because I’m a bee. And my queen is *also* a bee! And bees don’t live for long.

The only way to increase my lifespan is to develop and grow my bee colony—a hard task in this huge and dangerous world. There are giant hungry beasts at every turn, other insect tribes—each more murderous than the other—and natural disasters to top it all off.

But I have a hundred thousand adorable daughters, some actual brains, and with superior genes given to me by my system, we will be unstoppable!

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Reincarnated To Evolve My Bee Empire

I opened my mouth, but Ambrosia cut me off with a frown and a raised hand.

"Daughter, you should choose your own name. You are a Queen, after all."

"My name is B9284!" a Nurse Bee piped in.

"B666666. I came up with it myself!"

I zeroed on the Nurse Bee in question.

Even though I gave bees numbers instead of names, I wasn't here to name *every* single bee. I was glad they were coming up with names themselves, even if this one was kinda satanic. Good for her that there was no religion in this hive!

"Thank you, Father! It's six sixes, because our honeycomb cells have six sides. I can't wait to be a Builder Bee and make them!"

I raised my eyebrows. That bee was unusual—she could go far.

The young Queen folded her arms over her chest.

What ambrosia really is