Barry B. Benson was an ordinary bee, he used honey, lived in a hive, had parents. But Barry was much more than that. No, he was a bigger bee, a bee that looked human. Some called it BDSM, others 'role play.'

He didn't understand, he was a bee. He had a stinger, he put honey in his fur, he even was gold.

They just couldn't see it. He denied them, and they shunned him from society.

The moral? Don't be a furry unless you want to be kink shamed.