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"OUTOUTOUT!!" yelled the guard as he was trying to push Hank through a hole in the tree-hive's wall.
The hornet, surprised, didn't try to resist, although he easily could have sent the bee flying with just a push, but his growing bulk wasn't helping.
"Hey, calm down!!" protested Hank. "Why you're panicking?!"
"WHY I'M PANICKING?! WHY AREN'T YOU PANICKING?!"
"That's not that weird! Well, okay, it is, but it feels great!"
"AND WHAT IF YOU OUTGROW THE HIVE?!"
"... Yeah, that'd be bad."
Hank started forcing himself through the hole and eventually managed it.
And not too soon, for the growth was still going.
The hornet kept growing, growing, his height reaching indeed the tree-hive, then surpassing it.
His chest and arms were still growing and swelling even more, but were now accompanied by his neck, thickening considerably, his back and shoulders, widening and bulging, and right under his chest, where the outsides were deploying further away and six visible, solid bulges formed at the center.
Eventually, the growth finally stopped.
Hank was now as tall as the younger tree next to the hive, and the swelling gave him a shape that would have made him look huge even if his height hadn't changed.
"Are you okay?" asked the guard.
"Much better than okay!" said Hank with a huge smile, his voice sounding to the smaller bee like thunder. "I don't know what that honey did to make me like that, but that feels amazing!"
"And all that swelling... it feels weird?"
"Not at all! Actually, I think it's making me much stronger! I feel like I could rip off the tree without trouble!"
"Well, glad you like it," commented the guard, relieved that the hornet would apparently not go in a panic or anger-induced rampage. "But I don't know how the meadow is going to react..."

The meadow actually reacted pretty well.
Oh, at first, surprise and fear were the main emotions, of course, but amazement and wonder followed quickly.
Surprisingly, many female insects were getting infatuated with Hank. It seemed that all the bulges and swelling of his new shape made him very attractive to the fair gender, especially when some of his gestures made his arm or his chest or another bulge swell even bigger.
Hank was having a lot of fun doing these gestures on purpose, and also making move an old, ordinary hive that was a relic of the times when the bees found the meadow, now filled with many insect children enjoying the ride. The hornet was barely tapping it, but he was now so strong that little contact was enough to make the old hive swing wildly, to the pleasure of the kids.
And Sting was very impressed of what happened to his dad.

But much later, after night came and the meadow inhabitants got back to their places for sleep, curiosity took hold.
"Seriously, WHAT was that honey? And you say it already was eaten and never did that to others, so why to me?"
But answers weren't forthcoming. The bees were keeping traces of what flower produced what honey, but that one, forgotten and lost in the abandoned part of the tree-hive, had also lost its traces, so it was impossible to know what flower was involved.
As for the other questions, the only thing sure wasn't that it wasn't something specific to hornets. Otherwise, there would have been similiar sightings after each time the hive had to face a hornet raid in the distant past.
And no one knew if it was a temporary thing, or if it was permanent. Hank didn't know how to react, since both had their upsides and downsides...
Eventually, Maya asked Flip if he ever heard of something like that, since he travelled a lot before going to the meadow.
"Sorry, Maya, but I have really no idea. I saw lots of things, but never that."
Silence came, when suddenly the grasshopper smiled.
"But I know who might have: Anansi!"
That attracted the attention of everyone.
"Anansi the storyweaver is an old hermit who I met before finding the meadow. I travelled a lot, but he travelled even more, always noting stories. He loves stories and legends, he keeps tracks of them and never forgets them! If anyone knows what is that mysterious honey, it's him!"
It was decided that Flip would bring Hank to Anansi first thing in the morning. Maya, Willy and Sting insisted to come.
"No! It's too dangerous!" protested Hank.
"Dad, you've turned into an impossibly strong giant. Is there anything that's going to attack us with you around?" deadpanned Sting.
"... Good point."

Art by  GeltyDrake
Original here: http://www.furaffinity.net/view/18170424/
Hank © Studio 100 Animation