Bee Stories 10

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#47 of Tik Tik's Tower

Tik Tik writes about her experience with the Mountain Fortress Colony

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Tik Tik's Final Report on the Bee Colony

I am excited to write this report about my newly acquired friends. The expedition to the Insect Kingdoms, as evidenced by the preceding pieces, has been a great success and can be measured in multiple ways.

Firstly, as a trial for my teleportation system. With someone familiar with the end destination, I should be able to appear in any place I desire with near-perfect accuracy. It should be most beneficial as I continue to network and grow in my research.

Secondly, my outreach to new friends in the form of bees has been a resounding success. The colony was eager to share its secrets with my companions and me. We are beginning to bring a new cultural exchange to Anteronia (Side Note: I look forward to my planned return trip once the new queen has matured and the current queen is ready to travel to the new home we're so graciously providing for them).

Thirdly, business negotiations are a success! Even as I write these notes, the workers are stacking up honey cells for delivery to Baker's. My connections with the Great Caravan provide us with labor on the opposite side of my portal, ready to transport the giant globs of delicious sweetness across the Great Desert and into kingdoms far and wide. Baker is enthralled with the opportunity to diversify his offerings at his bakery and cafe, and I am pocketing quite the profits.

My friends have all experienced various accomplishments and learned new things about themselves. Aside from Baker's booming business, Eshere is developing much more as a person than I would have ever considered for a slime. She's having her first existential crisis; how remarkable.

And Cynwrig? Well, I am quite intrigued to learn about his experience with the nuptial flight, but I plan on returning to learn about those first hand from the new queen on my next expedition to the Mountain Fortress Colony. There are many mysteries there, both historical and sexy!

And speaking of those future expeditions: My conversation with Katadanyatarina has left me realizing the weight of wizarding. With this magical power and knowledge comes an opportunity and a responsibility to use it. One has to do an exchange when utilizing magic: Proper motions and negotiations of the tongue, an equivalent exchange of materials to conjure or transfer raw data, and the consequences of rampant magical expulsion upon the environment.

It is prudent to spend more time studying, whether focused or in bursts of fancy. The time between this first expedition and the new queen's emergence will be crucial. I must learn what I can about the world's most powerful casters. I must master my magical skills and continue to learn about the various beautiful creatures around me.

I am no longer that curious little kobold that scampered out of her home caverns and into a world alien and mysterious--I am a wizard of renown whose notoriety and success have gone far beyond those of my peers to the point I have switched to a different set of peers and find myself wanting.

The more I learn, the more I realize there is far more to know. With what I learned in this expedition, learning for its own sake is invaluable, but preparing for potential trouble is prudent and necessary.

This has been Tik Tik, reporting my findings and looking forward to the next one. Enjoy and stay sexy, dear readers!

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Letter from Tesarasa to Vaspaja, delivered via a conjured courier

My dear associate,

How goes it in that bug-infested backwater you call home? I hope your putrid means of doing magic is serving you well. How you can stomach such horrors is beyond me. Anyway, I'm doing fine, though I'm sure you wouldn't be asking that. I've got my own kingdom now--one that I'm puppeteering behind a cutie of a princess. Those royals are real freaks when it comes to finding novelty in their lives. You don't need to exert any outside control of them beyond what they ask for. Soon, I'll even have its greatest heroes working for me.

Oh yes, and a few others got together to discuss a few things, including that little pink problem running around. Did you know that I had a run-in with her? She's quite a handful, but I let her go because defeating her wasn't worth my time. But, you should probably be on the lookout for her, because she's liable to pop up anywhere one of us is doing something. Curiosity seems to come with that kobold.

She's going to be in your neck of the woods soon, and I know you're planning on making a power play, so you will probably want to set all of that up before she gets there. Neophyte wizards with an inordinate amount of power in their arsenal tend to be quite a nuisance. You just can't figure out what they're up to, you know?

Anyway, I hope you've got ideas for replacements for our missing companions. Old man Timmy and that brat Essie were seriously cramping our style. Don't apprentice anyone creepy or crawly; I can only stand one of you in our Order.

Much loves

Tesarasa

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Letter from Vaspaja to Tesarasa, delivered via an undead conjured courier.

Sup, bitch?

Thanks for the practice dummy. He didn't last very long. Don't worry. I'm sending him back to you with a little care package stuffed inside him.

Don't worry about me. I can handle myself. My family has everything under total control. You just go play dolly with your princess. My sights are set squarely on a queen.

And if a tiny dragon person wants to be a part of our little club, then I'll be sure to inject her with my own brand of club membership.

Cut your bullshit

Vaspaja.

P.S. send me a real man next time, not some ephemeral wisp of protomatter. I know you can do better than that, oh Contessa of Conjuration.