You gaze wonderingly at the bee. Such an intricate creature. It has enough energy to fly, pollinate, buzz, make honey, serve its queen, and still have the energy to repeat the cycle all over again the next day. While gazing, you accidentally push you nose up to the stinger of one of the bees. You begin to shrink rapidly, and you are soon trapped within your clothes. You feel something coming out of your back, and you realize you can move them. Without thinking, you fly out of you clothes and enter the beehive. You sprout two more legs. Speaking of your legs, they have become tiny and thin. Your butt darkens until it becomes black, and it reshapes itself into a point. This is your stinger. Your body tingles as it becomes covered in yellow fuzz with three fuzzy black stripes. You are now a bee.