After two lillypads each, Johnathan felt like his bodies were sufficiently full of nectar to return, though he wanted to explore inland as well to find even more types of flowers. First things first. He needed to find a place to make his home. A place safe from all the toads and other threats to his hive-mind-colony. But as soon as he thought it, the Toad King began to croak. Johnathan's antennae reacted to the vibrations and he found himself turning back to the toad pond against his will. Back to the giant lillypad. Looks like he didn't have a choice. He was a slave to the frog-song. For now at least. He landed back on the giant lillypad where he'd been shrink.
The two wasp-boys grabbed one another, brushing away left over flecks of pollen and kissing. Right now he couldn't find it in him to think of anything but letting his two bodies love. #0002 greedily grabbed #0001's hips and started to blow him. #0001 cried out in pleasure. A pleasure they both felt. That Johnathan felt. He was blowing himself. Having multiple bodies was the most amazing thing ever. He felt the orgasm coming. It streamed out of his #0001 body and into #0002. This wasn't the honey cum that had duplicated him earlier. This was a proper orgasm. God it tasted good!
Johnathan's #0001 body collapsed in dizzy euphoric joy, but Johnathan wasn't done with himself yet. #0002 lifted #0001's ass up and slid in the closest thing he had to a stinger. #0001 moaned at the feeling of being fucked. He was already lubed up from all the nectar, so they waisted no time in going slow at first. #0002 fucked as hard as he could, grabbing hold of his twin by the slender wasp waist. Then he came, filling up the last drop of space available in his lover's abdomen. They panted with half glazed eyes, smiling at one another. Smiling at himself.
That's when that feeling started to return. #0001 moaned as, once again, the honey-cum started to leak out of him. The amber liquid that had split him into two bodies. Slowly it grew and the droplet began consuming him.
At the same time, #0002 felt something similar but different from his thorax. He began to spew out a thick yellowish paste from his mouth. It consisted of honey, but was more clay-like. Even as he spewed it out, he knew instinctively what to do with it as he started to build the bace of the hive.
Behind him, his other body had already split in two. The water bubbles popped, revealing a whole new body. He was now three. #0001 had split in two and reformed, so neither of the new bodies could be said to be #0001 more than the other. The decision was arbitrary. They were all him anyway. #0001, #0002 and #0003. It was less a shock than at first being split in two, but still disorienting. He was seeing out of three sets of eyes. Feeling with three sets of bodies. Feeling with three sets of slightly different emotions. As if he were to taste the same thing with all three mouths he'd taste three slightly distinct flavors. It would be interesting when his bodies numbered in the thousands.
But after all he'd done, he'd still only had a few combs worth of the hive finished. This was going slow now at the start, but Johnathan knew that the work force would soon grow exponentially. Part of him looked forward to it, but he also dreaded it. He knew that as soon as his colony started to thrive, the toads would start to snack. He wondered if he could stop that terrible fate from happening. To protect all of himself. Maybe by begging, negotiating, hiding, fleeing or fighting. Or would be remain a helpless victim of the Toad-King forever? If only the Toad-King had provided him with stingers as well.