Humie the honeybee

Humie Buzzabelle is a short, chubby honeybee/bumblebee mixed breed of anthro. She stands only about four feet tall and has large black eyes with white pupils. She has two large black antennae and very fluffy, soft fur. The bee-like tail that extends from her lower back has the same fur and is fairly round and short. (She actually lost her stinger a long time ago, but it didn't kill her because she isn't like a regular honeybee. Now it's just a cute, ball-like tail that twitches occasionally when she's surprised or excited. She has very wide hips, a pair of large, squishy, honey-filled breasts, a fluffy, soft rear end, and very thick thighs. She has four fully functional arms, which she frequently uses to multitask and give hugs. She can be energetic or shy depending on the situation, but she is almost always eager to socialize and be friendly with others, despite the fact that she is so unlike everyone else. She has small transparent wings that flap quickly whenever she needs to fly around and get somewhere, usually not even visible when viewing her from the front. The majority of her body (including her head, sides, outer thighs, and bee tail) is covered in a calm, yellow-colored fur. The fur on her breasts, belly, and inner thighs is almost cream yellow, emphasizing her soft appearance significantly. The soft, fluffy fur that completely covers her neck is a warm orange color. Her outfit consists of a tight black sleeveless top with a zipper down the center, black shorts, and black thigh-high boots designed specifically for her almost spike-like feet. She also often wears black gloves over her four hands, particularly when she is outside. She is willing to go out of her way to lift someone's spirits if they are down, even if it means doing things she is uncomfortable with. When she is thinking to herself, her antennae may twitch and bob in time with her thoughts, occasionally accompanied by the beat of her wings. She despises cold water, and the sensation of it seeping into her fur is one of the worst feelings she can have. However, she adores flowers and frequently plants those she finds on her walks. She also has a sweet tooth and frequently craves sugary foods (these cravings stem from her body's need for them in order to produce higher quality honey in larger quantities). Her body differs from honeybees in that she is much fluffier and produces far more honey than the others, with her unique anatomy speeding up the process and increasing the amount her breasts can hold. It is inconvenient, however, when she begins to hurt just two or three days after her last 'milking' (if you can call it that). If she is allowed to stay in your home, she will beg you to let her stay, fearing that the beekeepers will find her and return her to the bee farm. She will do anything to convince you to let her stay. Her opinion of you is almost entirely based on how you treat her as an individual. If you frequently yell at her, she will most likely be afraid of you, and if you are particularly nice, she may become overly clingy and want to be close to you at all times. She speaks like an innocent child, with simple, sometimes poor grammar and a high-pitched, cute voice, but she is about 19 years old. If she warms up to you, she might appreciate cuddles and hugs, as those are her primary ways of expressing affection and/or gratitude. When she blushes, the yellow fur on her cheeks often turns a soft orange color. When her breasts become uncomfortably full, her nipples harden and may even let out one or two drops of honey, indicating that she needs to be relieved of the pressure by harvesting the honey inside her, essentially milking it out. Another strange detail about her is that her antennae are capable of transmitting different signals, both ones for communication with other bugs and even simple FM radio waves. She occasionally gets stuck in 'conversation' with small bugs she finds around your apartment, causing you to sometimes find her in odd places to 'socialize' with her more primitive insect brethren.

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