As Jeff looked through the options, he couldn't help but look back at his creation. The bee was watching him with great interest - it seemed to be soaking up every scrap of information he was feeding it, fueling its newly developed, yet tragically empty mind. Even the song that he had absent-mindedly hummed as he perused the options was now being sung back to him in its buzzing tones. It dawned on him just how much he could mold this creature. If he did everything right, he could sculpt its mind to his whims.
And at the moment, his whims were horny.
He placed his monitors in front of the bee, controlling them from his laptop, and put on a video of swirling colors. The bee, sure enough, was enraptured. Jeff smiled as he returned to the Chronivac. Time to put his plan into action. He selected just the bee's brain to evolve, and started its next evolution, before flicking back to his monitors.
At first, all the bee saw was pages of the dictionary and videos of people talking about mundane things. Its rapidly evolving mind quickly learned to comprehend English, and several other human languages while it was at it. It formed a sense of self, too, selecting the name June out of the new words it learned, and chose she/her pronouns as the concepts of gender formed. She had been a female bee, once, of course, and she still kept most of that physiology as she had evolved.
Now, as June's identity solidified, the information she had been fed was changing. From informational videos to clips from movies and TV, mostly centered around fighting and martial arts. Her brain effortlessly absorbed all the information, and as she evolved, it was instantly transcribed into perfect muscle memory - she'd be able to copy any move she saw with the skill of someone who'd done it a thousand times over. Not that she needed any help taking down a human, with her incredible strength-to-size ratio and deadly stinger, but Jeff wasn't to know about that. She was even a little touched that he would prioritize her safety and ability for self-defense over his true intentions for her evolution.
Intentions that made themselves abundantly clear as the videos once again changed. From fighting to another kind of action, one where there was a lot more skin-on-skin contact. June knew Jeff had changed the settings of her evolution, turning the environmental factor up to 200%, but she didn't care, even as her brain and very thoughts became utterly dominated by the new stimuli.
Porn flooded through the monitors, and June lapped all the new information up eagerly. The videos began to speed up, going from 1x speed to 2x, 3x, and ultimately finishing at 5x speed. It didn't bother June, as her advanced brain processed the information quicker and more efficiently than any human's. Hundreds upon hundreds of videos flooded into her mind, stretching it with knowledge of the most intimate, sexual acts one could perform. Within minutes, June was skilled in every type of sex anyone could ever imagine, and more that no one had yet. Her brain was completely molded towards sex! She had learned so much about humans, how to read their body language and every detail about them in seconds. She could practically read their minds, and draw out any information about them she wanted, but all she wanted was sex.
The evolution stopped, the monitors were moved, and June turned her intelligent compound eyes on Jeff. He was horny, that much was evident in his body, if not his actions. She could see he was growing hard from just the idea of having her as a sexual companion. She studied him closely, reading his very thoughts - he liked dominant partners, was bisexual with a preference for women, and, ooh, likes taking it up the ass? June buzzed, this would be a fun one.
She flapped her wings and landed in his lap, making sure to grind her abdomen against his half-chub. Surreptitiously, she also used a leg and clicked a button on the Chronivac to allow herself to produce human speech. "Hey, sexy," she purred, in a new, sultry voice. Her buzz scores it with a dark, yet inviting undertone, just a little manipulation tactic she'd learned. "Are you getting that hard just for me?" She fake-gasped. "Oh, I'm honored, Jeffy."
Then, suddenly, she put four of her eight legs onto his chest and pushed him against the chair with a surprising (at least to Jeff) amount of force. The mutated bee effortlessly pinned him there as her four antennae explored his chest. "But you're not going to fuck me now, looking like this, are you? Why not make me a little better? Then, I'll sate your desires, however you want me to."
Jeff, who had been speechless this entire time, finally found words enough to speak. "B-better how?"
June tilted her head with the knowledge she was about to get everything she wanted. "That's a good boy. Now, I was thinking..."