“H-hey!” Sketch Pad jumped back from the Breezie, a blush crossing his face as he felt the diaper spread his legs awkwardly. The Breezie simply giggled as it watched Sketch tug at his suit, but the puffy socks over his hooves allowed him no grip whatsoever. “Get this thing off me, now!” Sketch demanded, stomping his hoof. The Breezie rolled its eyes, buzzing back over to the compartment it had retrieved Sketch’s suit out of. Sketch whimpered a bit as he stared over the swollen rear of the suit, the diaper almost as large as the bulbous stinger stitched to the back.

Sketch attempted to slip the striped stockings off of his hooves, but this fared no better than his attempts to remove the suit. The Breezie returned, carrying a something in its hooves. “Take this suit off me or I-” Sketch Pad wasn’t able to finish his sentence as the Breezie shoved the small object it was carrying into his mouth. Sketch was momentarily distracted by the sudden taste of sweet honey, his tongue gently sliding along the sticky bulb in his mouth. He suckled instinctively, the honey taste having a sort of calming effect on him. He glanced down, finally registering the fact the Breezie had shoved a pacifier into his mouth, the gooey honey lining the bulb practically begging to be suckled and tasted.

Sketch tried to reach up to pull out the pacifier, but the Breezie batted the antennae on his cap, making him wince. The batting hadn’t been outright painful, though the sensation sent an uncomfortable shiver through him that led him to stop trying to remove his new attire. As he recovered from the odd sensation, a cool voice could be heard, seeming to come from nowhere in particular.

There, there, no need to struggle. It’s your own fault for being so rude in the first place.

Sketch shook his head a little, the antanne bobbing about as he tried to locate the source of the voice.

Just relax and you’ll be taken good care of. I always make sure new recruits get proper treatment.

Sketch’s eyes shimmered a little, his vision growing slightly hazy.

Now, be a good little Bumble Breezie and go get some sweet pollen for us, pretty please?

The Breezie helped steady Sketch as his mind grew a little more foggy, his eyes beginning to shift, becoming a swirl of colors. The wings on his suit began to beat merely at the thought of rising into the air. Despite being a pegasus, Sketch’s flight pattern was somewhat erratic, and the Breezie that had first captured him had to take care to help guide him through the hive without bumping into anypony else. Despite his earlier struggles, only the prospect of gathering pollen hovered at the forefront of Sketch’s mind.

Just a little further, sweet Beezie.~

He blinked several times as he buzzed out through the portal back into Equestria, suckling softly on his pacifier. He followed the Breezie through the air towards a small patch of flowers, each little gust of wind causing his unsteady flight movements to become even more so. He gently lowered himself into the flower, instinctively beginning to scoop up the pollen inside on his fuzzy socks.

Don’t forget to shake that cute padded rump of yours!

Sketch giggled a little as he did just that, the thick diaper and puffy stinger on his rear rustling softly as he dug around for pollen, transferring some to the fuzzy socks on his rear hooves. It wasn’t long before he’d gathered up hooffulls of pollen, his socks littered with flecks of it.

You see? You make such a wonderful Beezie already! Now, back to the hive with you; you need to get all that pollen off before you can get more!

Sketch Pad grinned beneath the pacifier and began to rise up into the air, making his way back to the portal, bumbling all the way.

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