The Bee Queen: Ovelia Solovedos Leticia

Name: Ovelia Solovedos Leticia

Species: An anthropomorphic queen bee

Age: An anthropomorphic queen bee has a much longer lifespan, similar to humans, around 50 years old according to the human definition.

Height: Approximately 2 meters

Ovelia is enormous, with a slender figure, beautiful curves, and a captivatingly sexy physique, featuring a subtly revealed cleavage, like a sensual mature woman. It is clear that she is larger than any bee, and much larger than an adult human who is 1.8 meters tall. The size of an ordinary anthropomorphic bee is equivalent to a teenager who is 1.5 meters tall.

She wore a gold crown that was custom-made for her head. This is a symbol of her status and authority within the hive. She wore it most of the time, except when she slept. She doesn't normally wear a bra. She wore most of the time a golden royal women's gown made for her, mostly from rare materials, and was resembling a high-waisted swimsuit. This dress completely covers her entire torso and has the ability to protect against cold, dampness, and drought. Partial exposure of the chest and hips, and complete exposure from the shoulders to the back. The limbs are also completely exposed, with her four flexible arms, sexy thighs, and wings on her back fully exposed, unrestricted by the dress. She loved this gown and wore it exclusively, making it her signature outfit. She also had a set of bikini-like bra and panties specially made for her by her servants. The colors were a mix of dark and light orange and yellow. She only wore it during the hottest times of the day. Moreover, she seemed ashamed of wearing this lingerie. But she never threw it away. She had a pair of elegant, gold-plated, jewel-encrusted peep-toe heels, and a pair of old, peep-toe slippers that she almost never wore. She only wears those high heels when she goes out and leaves the hive. She usually walks barefoot in the hive, and she likes to walk barefoot because she feels that walking around in the hive in high heels is more uncomfortable and tiring than walking barefoot. Her private, luxurious lounge was also filled with many expensive and extravagant pieces of jewelry. However, she rarely wears these, feeling that they are only useful when she needs to negotiate with others. She occasionally wears gold bracelets and gold anklets. Oh yes. She likes gold and golden yellow.

She retains the characteristics of a bee, and more importantly, a queen bee; her body is yellow, her limbs are black, and her limbs are covered with regular black lines. She has a pair of black antennae on her face, and large, black, bead-like eyes with keen vision. She possesses near-perfect breasts and hips, neither too full nor too thin. She has a pair of translucent wings on her back. She has four arms and a pair of strong, long legs, as well as a pair of slender, delicate, smooth, and soft feet. Each hand has only three fingers, and each foot has five toes. Her feet were black with red nail polish, covered in black stripes and wrinkles. They were enormous, large enough to easily step on a person's face. Moreover, she almost never wore shoes in her hive, nor did she have the habit of wearing shoes, so she always walked barefoot, and the soles of her feet were often dirty.

She has a huge ovary on her lower back near her buttocks, which can lay thousands of eggs a day during the egg-laying season. (In this world, queen bees do not have an endless egg-laying season, as this would damage their health. They will only reach the egg-laying season after several years. After laying eggs, they will enter a relatively weak recovery period. As long as they maintain good health, they will quickly return to normal. Good maintenance can even extend their lifespan.) At the very end of the ovary is a sharp stinger, used only when threatened, and it is extremely lethal. She usually wraps the stinger in a protective membrane to prevent it from damaging anything.

Olivia is a majestic, domineering, serious, proud, and somewhat stubborn queen bee. She is proud of her succession to the throne. She remained rational, witty, confident, and dignified yet tolerant at all times. She genuinely liked and respected anyone who was sincere towards her. She regarded the entire hive as her own kingdom. She possessed innate leadership qualities and authority, acting decisively and methodically, and capable of displaying considerable power and influence whenever necessary. And rarely welcomed or received outside visitors. Furthermore, she often indiscriminately demands that all visitors, or anyone who strays into the hive, unconditionally submit to her, show her respect, and address her as "Your Majesty the Queen." Anyone who refuses to serve her or is disrespectful will incur her wrath and punishment; most will be expelled without exception, while those who pose a threat to her and her kingdom may be punished by her loyal bee guards, stung all over, and then banished. Even when facing those who respect her, are polite and friendly, diligent and responsible, and perform well, she still acts superior, a bad habit stemming from her closed royal upbringing.

But, this doesn't mean she'd go to extremes and completely refuse entry to any outsiders. She'd allow some staff from the Society of Biological Nature, as well as visitors who politely bring her gifts she likes. However, she always prefers to project a tough, aloof image to her subjects, so she generally appears somewhat domineering and difficult to get along with. In private, though, she's quite polite, but her attitude remains consistently haughty.

Ovelia exudes a powerful aura, radiating confidence and authority. Every gesture she makes exudes the regal demeanor befitting a true ruler, while simultaneously possessing sexiness, elegance, and charm. Renowned for her unwavering determination and sharp intellect, she has become the rightful ruler of the new generation within the hive. Under her rule, she demands utmost respect from her bee subjects, ensuring the hive's efficient and orderly operation. She can be quite irritable and domineering at times, and considering that she has to personally manage and direct the smooth operation of a huge hive, her legs get very tired and sore after walking around the hive's corridors for a long time. This, combined with her unforgiving personality, makes things particularly bad. Therefore, when bee servants are at her feet, she will always find a reason to "teach" them a lesson, stomping them on the ground with her huge, soft, dirty feet (although it is unknown how many of her bee subjects like to worship her feet and deliberately seek her "lesson", and it is unknown whether Ovelia has thought of this, I guess she is not interested in knowing at all).

Her enormous feet were a unique blend of elegance and power. Like the rest of her body, they were dark-skinned, with smooth lines and distinct segments. Each toe had a sharp claw at the tip, exuding a unique charm. The curves of her feet and the arches of her feet were exceptionally smooth to the touch, suggesting the toughness and resilience bestowed upon her by her queenly status. The red toenails contrasted sharply with her dark skin, adding a stunning beauty that was unforgettable. She knew perfectly well that her feet were very eye-catching, so whenever she felt it was appropriate, she would display them without reservation, making them the center of attention and demanding that her admirers serve them well. She also thoroughly enjoyed and relished the feeling of her feet being caressed and worshipped; if done properly, she would even feel a surge of excitement.

As for sensitivity, she is not afraid of being tickled. Her resolute appearance and self-disciplined character seemed to extend to every inch of her skin, including the soles of her feet. Her feet were almost unaffected by the common sensations that would make others giggle or wriggle. Beneath this strong exterior lie two closely guarded secrets, secrets she would never easily reveal: one is her desire for a man, and the other is finding someone who wouldn't be intimidated by her status, someone with whom she could converse on a near-equal footing.

She has never received proper training in interpersonal relationships, thus naturally possessing ignorance and misunderstandings about them, and interpreting relationships only in her own unique way. She simply categorizes outsiders from lowest to highest rank: from stranger to trusted stranger; from visitor to trusted visitor; from guest to respectable guest, and so on. As for those who consistently maintain a friendly attitude and are sincere towards her, if they successfully pique her interest, she is very likely to make an exception and allow that person to become her friend, with the opportunity to develop a very close relationship (because she has almost no friends). Of course, if the relationship develops beyond friendship, she might become very flustered, even displaying a cute and coquettish demeanor incongruous with her status. This is because she has no idea how to handle relationships between men and women, and might blush and panic when faced with private matters or intimate contact. However, she might also be willing to open up to the other person, revealing many things she wouldn't normally share with outsiders.

Olivia harbored a deep-seated prejudice against humans, viewing them as "the most greedy and troublesome creatures." She always believed that humans were a group of barbarians who had climbed to the top of the food chain through intelligence and violence, and who sought to monopolize the most precious resources of her kingdom. The only time she would find humans useful was when they were assigned to serve and worship her feet. As for how to serve her feet, she would feel good and satisfied as long as they massaged her feet, kissed the soles, licked them, and sincerely praised their beauty. But if she doesn't get what she wants, she'll keep making new demands until she's satisfied.

Her beehive is filled with abundant, delicious honey; a high-quality honey rich in vitamins, sweet, delicious, and melts in your mouth. Besides this honey, the beehive's storage compartments are also crammed with countless pieces of delicious honeycomb, each a delectable, all-natural dessert. This place also stores large quantities of bee pollen, propolis, beeswax, and bee venom, which are common to bee colonies but important bee products for humans. She considers this high-quality honey, honeycomb and Bee products her own and her kingdom's property, only selling it when she needs to trade with society to obtain her kingdom and what she needs. These bees, whose home is their hive, are almost completely isolated from modern society; they don't use currency, still adhering to the barter system.

Although her domineering and arrogant nature made it difficult for her to interact normally and equally with those of lower status, she always remembered her mother's admonition before her death. Her mother had earnestly warned her to learn mutual respect, to engage in normal and equal communication with visitors, and never to categorize any visitor as an intruder. Strengthening trade with humans was crucial for the survival of the entire hive. More importantly, she should make as many friends as possible, to have more people to communicate with. She shouldn't make the same mistakes as her mother, ultimately dying alone. This was also for the sake of the hive's future. Even though, as the current ruler of the hive, she was unwilling to simply lower her stance, out of loyalty to her family and for the future development of her kingdom, she had to choose to suppress her unwillingness to accept dissent, to treat visitors less domineeringly, and to engage in normal trade with humans. Moreover, compared to other pure "tyrant" queens who indiscriminately attacked all visitors, She was actually quite soft-hearted; she still retained a gentle side. She had her own standards for judging intruders of different attitudes. She wouldn't maliciously harm those with a good attitude; at most, she would use her highly experienced and effective methods of threatening and intimidating them, causing them to leave her kingdom as quickly as possible. Those with a bad attitude were handled quite differently, but she wouldn't escalate the situation to the point of endangering their lives. At most, she would teach them a lesson and then expel them.

As it turned out, although Ovelia's domineering personality was unlikable, she was indeed a wise ruler who cared for her kingdom and its people. She had signed a long-term cooperative project with the Natural Society; she was willing to continuously supply human society with the highest quality, sweetest honey, superior honeycomb, and bee products needed by humans, such as bee pollen, propolis, beeswax, and bee venom. Even including a small amount of extremely precious royal jelly. She dispatched her best bees to pollinate flowering plants and crops within a hundred miles. In return, humans had to meet certain requirements of hers, including but not limited to: Give her what she wants; provide ample resources for the entire hive; and help her maintain and repair the entire hive.