# Securly Pass — user reviews > 351 indexed App Store user reviews of Securly Pass by Securly, rated 1.10/5 from 10,107 ratings. - Source: https://appshunter.io/ios/app/securly-pass/id1593675892/reviews - App overview in markdown: https://appshunter.io/ios/app/securly-pass/id1593675892.md - Rating breakdown: 5★ 268 · 4★ 48 · 3★ 48 · 2★ 89 · 1★ 9,654 ## What do users think of Securly Pass? Overall sentiment: negative **Pros** - 🚀 Fast app download - 👍 Allows for bathroom breaks **Cons** - 🔒 Concerns about privacy and data tracking - ⏱️ Strict time limits for bathroom visits - 🚫 Denies bathroom access when limit is reached - 🙅‍♀️ Teachers can deny bathroom requests - 🤕 Causes health issues like UTIs and digestive problems - 🤖 Automated system lacks human understanding **Commonly reported bugs** - App crashes and glitches - Unreliable pass approval process **Most requested features** - Allow more flexible bathroom access - Improve communication between app and teachers - Provide exceptions for medical conditions - Increase transparency about data collection ## Newest reviews (19 of 351) ### 1/5 — Yes *2026-06-04, version 1.1.31* Is so scary in bathroom a teacher hit me and bully me and then I hit her and I fly away ### 1/5 — I think there’s something sus going on here *2026-05-18, version 1.1.31* I downloaded this app thinking it was just for hall passes. I was wrong. The moment I opened it my phone got hotter than the sun and my front camera turned on by itself. A robotic voice whispered “destination selected” and suddenly a security guard spawned behind me like an NPC. Last week I asked to go to the nurse because I had a fever of 103. The app responded with: “🚫 DENIED. academic comeback in progress.” One time my friend Sophie tried to leave class without making a pass and every Chromebook in the building started blaring an alarm sound like the Purge siren. Teachers started evacuating students. The superintendent appeared on the announcements and said, “we have a runner.” Sophie was never seen again. The app also has beef with me personally because every time I open it my battery drops to 2% and my Spotify pauses automatically. Explain that. Overall good concept but I should not need TSA clearance to walk 14 feet to the bathroom. ### 1/5 — Bad day *2026-05-07, version 1.1.31* I was I need the bathroom so I did the only logical thing I could think and got the security app on my phone, when I installed the app I was under the oppression that it would help me access the bathroom, instead there was an error. I then let out the bodily fluids that I intended to let out in the bathroom, for some reason I was suspended from school for 3 months. Today is my first day back and I play to do it all again. ### 1/5 — No more. *2026-05-06, version 1.1.31* Stop monitoring my every move. I just want to go to the bathroom without worrying if my pass will go yellow or red. ### 1/5 — WHY *2026-05-01, version 1.1.31* Why is it that only one person can go to their lockers at one time. Why is it that I can’t go anywhere during study hall as a senior?!?!?! I do not vape and don’t plan on it so why am I getting treated like I’m a constant user for the past 20 years WHY TF dose the pass system expire cause someone’s out and then you have to make a new one and even tho you made one first you won’t leave first cause you need to make a new one 0 stars ### 1/5 — Horrendous App *2026-04-25, version 1.1.31* My teachers never let me go more than once a day to the bathroom, it has caused me a lot of pain and now I rarely drink water in school. I have gotten a couple UTI's from this app, I will continue adding these 1 star ratings and I hope this gets taken down. I would rate it a zero If I could. ### 1/5 — This app gave me bowel damage *2026-04-20, version 1.1.31* It was sixth period, my last of the day. The sudden realization that I had not gone to the bathroom all day dawned on me, and I asked my teacher to make a pass. Little did I know that was the last time I’d use the bathroom without extreme pain. The teacher accepts my pass, and I hurry out of the classroom from discomfort of my impending doom. I’m forced to then walk all the way across the school to the smaller bathrooms as the big ones were locked. There is a line. I wait for at least eight minutes, though I’m still at the back. My pass is now yellow and I am worried the teacher will come and get me. Suddenly, I feel an intense pain in my stomach, I look down to my cellular device to see a message instead of my pass. “THIS IS WHAT YOU DESERVE”. I then feel a terrible sensation, and I feel my intestines ripping. I am now bound to a hospital bed, where I can never feel the joy of sitting on a toilet bowl ever again. Shame on you school district and securely, I hope everyone learns from this tragedy 0/10 ### 1/5 — Bad *2026-04-05, version 1.1.31* Bad ### 4/5 — How to make meatballs *2026-04-04, version 1.1.31* Zesty Meatballs Recipe Ingredients: For the Meatballs: 1 lb ground beef (or a mix of beef and pork) ½ cup breadcrumbs ¼ cup grated Parmesan cheese 1 egg 2 cloves garlic, minced 1 tsp onion powder 1 tsp smoked paprika ½ tsp crushed red pepper flakes (adjust for spice level) 1 tbsp fresh parsley, chopped (or 1 tsp dried) Zest of 1 lemon 1 tbsp Worcestershire sauce Salt and black pepper to taste 2 tbsp olive oil (for frying) For the Zesty Sauce: 1 cup crushed tomatoes (or tomato sauce) 1 tbsp tomato paste 1 tbsp olive oil 1 tbsp honey or brown sugar 1 tbsp Dijon mustard 1 tbsp apple cider vinegar 1 tsp hot sauce (optional, for extra kick) 1 tsp garlic powder 1 tsp Italian seasoning Salt and pepper to taste Instructions: Prepare the Meatballs: In a large mixing bowl, combine the ground meat, breadcrumbs, Parmesan, egg, minced garlic, onion powder, smoked paprika, red pepper flakes, parsley, lemon zest, Worcestershire sauce, salt, and black pepper. Mix until just combined. Avoid over-mixing to keep the meatballs tender. Roll into 1-inch meatballs and set aside. Cook the Meatballs: Heat olive oil in a large skillet over medium heat. Add the meatballs and cook until browned on all sides (about 5-7 minutes). Remove from the skillet and set aside. Make the Sauce: In the same skillet, add olive oil and tomato paste, cooking for 1 minute. Stir in crushed tomatoes, honey (or brown sugar), Dijon mustard, apple cider vinegar, hot sauce (if using), garlic powder, Italian seasoning, salt, and pepper. Simmer for 5-7 minutes, stirring occasionally. Combine & Serve: Return the meatballs to the skillet and coat them in the sauce. Simmer for another 5-10 minutes until the meatballs are fully cooked and the flavors meld together. Garnish with fresh parsley and an extra sprinkle of lemon zest. Serving Suggestions: Serve over spaghetti, rice, or mashed potatoes. Enjoy as an appetizer with toothpicks and extra sauce for dipping. Stuff into a hoagie roll with melted cheese for a zesty meatball sub. ### 1/5 — Josh Beaty Jr *2026-03-31, version 1.1.31* Uncle pat is angry ### 1/5 — This app suck 0/10 *2026-03-25, version 1.1.31* We have had this at our school for 3 days and we already have a guy with half the school that signed a petition to get rid of this soon it will be brought to our school board ### 1/5 — wouldn’t recommend *2026-03-25, version 1.1.31* glitches and terrible ### 1/5 — My HB Tate *2026-03-23, version 1.1.31* I have this friend named tater tot but everyone calls him Tate and he wants to make an ehall pass everyday so he can come to study hall with me and da boiz. The problem comes when he won’t download the app so he can’t make the pass. He has to pull up his whole computer but when he does it won’t load. Anyway we all go the the lib (short for library) and then the library kicks my hb marc the shark out of the library for putting his feet on the desk and eating and being on his phone. THIS IS ALL SECURLY PASSES FAULT NEVER DOWNLOAD THE APP. ### 1/5 — TERRIBLE *2026-03-23, version 1.1.31* Bane of my existence just let me leave the classroom bro ### 1/5 — Dystopian Levels of Control *2026-03-19, version 1.1.31* They get to control who can go to the bathroom and when they do. They keep logs and those logs were leaked multiple times. Any school that uses this needs to understand that this is nothing but harmful. If our schools can’t trust us enough to go to the bloody bathroom, how are we supposed to trust them? ### 1/5 — Inaccurate *2026-03-18, version 1.1.31* This thing is inaccurate and every time I go to the bathroom it says I was gone for 45 minutes. I was not gone for 45 minutes…. ### 1/5 — A student that thinks this app is degrading *2026-03-18, version 1.1.31* imagine you are an amazon employee and your boss has a machine to track your bathroom breaks, and they get mad when you go over 10 minutes since you are just giving birth to a rock baby. Would that be fine with you? keep in mind that this has happened to amazon employees, and it was considere bad, now students have to hurry up and go like that, but these stufents are minors who cannot strike or revolt against the school on the passes. These trips also get logged into servers and stored INDEFINITELY. please never use this app as a school. ### 1/5 — Stupid *2026-03-17, version 1.1.31* Chilling in the br just spanking my ratty ### 1/5 — Moby Dick *2026-03-12, version 1.1.31* CHAPTER I. LOOMINGS Call me Ishmael. Some years ago— never mind how long precisely-having little or no money in my purse, and nothing particular to interest me on shore, I thought I would sail about a little and see the watery part of the world. It is a way I have of driving off the spleen, and regulating the circulation. Whenever I find myself growing grim about the mouth; whenever it is a damp, drizzly November in my soul; whenever I find myself involuntarily pausing before coffin warehouses, and bringing up the rear of every funeral I meet; and especially whenever my hypos get such an upper hand of me, that it requires a strong moral principle to prevent me from deliberately stepping into the street, and methodically knocking people's hats off-then, I account it high time to get to sea as soon as I can. This is my substitute for pistol and ball. With a philosophical flourish Cato throws himself upon his sword; I quietly take to the ship. There is nothing surprising in this. If they but knew it, almost all men in their degree, some time or other, cherish very nearly the same feelings towards the ocean with me. There now is your insular city of the Manhattoes, belted round by wharves as Indian isles by coral reefs- -commerce surrounds it with her surf. Right and left, the streets take you waterward. Its extreme down-town is the battery, where that noble mole is washed by waves, and cooled by breezes, which a few hours previous were out of sight of land. Look at the crowds of water-gazers there. Circumambulate the city of a dreamy Sabbath afternoon. Go from Corlears Hook to Coenties Slip, and from thence, by Whitehall northward. What do you see?-Posted like silent sentinels all around the town, stand thousands upon thousands of mortal men fixed in ocean reveries. Some leaning against the spiles; some seated upon the pier-heads; some looking over the bulwarks of ships from China; some high aloft in the rigging, as if striving to get a still better seaward peep. But these are all landsmen; of week days pent up in lath and plaster-tied to counters, nailed to benches, clinched to desks. How then is this? Are the green fields gone? What do they here? But look! here come more crowds, pacing straight for the water, and seemingly bound for a dive. Strange! Nothing will content them but the extremest limit of the land; loitering under the shady lee of yonder warehouses will not suffice. No. They must get just as nigh the water as they possibly can without falling in. And there they stand—miles of them—leagues. Inlanders all, they come from lanes and alleys, streets and avenues,—north, east, south, and west. Yet here they all unite. Tell me, does the magnetic virtue of the needles of the compasses of all those ships attract them thither? Once more. Say, you are in the country; in some high land of lakes. Take almost any path you please, and ten to one it carries you down in a dale, and leaves you there by a pool in the stream. There is magic in it. Let the most absentminded of men be plunged in his deepest reveries-stand that man on his legs, set his feet a-going, and he will infallibly lead you to water, if water there be in all that region. Should you ever be athirst in the great American desert, try this experiment, if your caravan happen to be supplied with a metaphysical professor. Yes, as every one knows, meditation and water are wedded for ever. But here is an artist. He desires to paint you the dreamiest, shadiest, quietest, most enchanting bit of romantic landscape in all the valley of the Saco. What is the chief element he employs? There stand his trees, each with a hollow trunk, as if a hermit and a crucifix were within; and here sleeps his meadow, and there sleep his cattle; and up from yonder cottage goes a sleepy smoke. Deep into distant woodlands winds a mazy way, reaching to overlapping spurs of mountains bathed in their hill-side blue. But though the picture lies thus tranced, and though this pine-tree shakes down its sighs like leaves upon this shepherd's head, yet all were vain, unless the shepherd's eye were fixed upon the magic stream before him. Go visit the Prairies in June, when for scores on scores of miles you wade knee-deep among Tiger- lilies- what is the one charm wanting?— Water-there is not a drop of water there! Were Niagara but a cataract of sand, would you travel your thousand miles to see it? Why did the poor poet of Tennessee, upon suddenly receiving two handfuls of silver, deliberate whether to buy him a coat, which he sadly needed, or invest his money in a pedestrian trip to Rockaway Beach? Why is almost every robust healthy boy with a robust healthy soul in him, at some time or other crazy to go to sea? Why upon your first voyage as a passenger, did you yourself feel such a mystical vibration, when first told that you and your ship were now out of sight of land? Why did the old Persians hold the sea holy? Why did the Greeks give it a separate deity, and own brother of Jove? Surely all this is not without meaning. And still deeper the meaning of that story of Narcissus, who because he could not grasp the tormenting, mild image he saw in the fountain, plunged into it and was drowned. But that same image, we ourselves see in all rivers and oceans. It is the image of the ungraspable phantom of life; and this is the key to it all. Now, when I say that I am in the habit of going to sea whenever I begin to grow hazy about the eyes, and begin to be over conscious of my lungs, I do not mean to have it inferred that I ever go to sea as a passenger. For to go as a passenger you must needs have a purse, and a purse is but a rag unless you have something in it. Besides, passengers get sea-sick— grow quarrelsome-don't sleep of nights-do not enjoy themselves much, as a general thing;- —no, I never go as a passenger; nor, though I am something of a salt, do I ever go to sea as a Commodore, or a Captain, or a Cook. I abandon the glory and distinction of such offices to thos ## Most critical reviews (10 lowest-rated) ### 1/5 — Skibidi toilet *2026-08-14, version 1.1.34* I made a pass to go to the bathroom cause I had to go really bad. I went to the bathroom in 4th period I knew for a fact no one was gonna be in the bathroom so I was happy I could use the restroom in piece. As I slowly walked in the bathroom in got really cold. I went to the bathroom and as I waited for the automatic flush to flush suddenly a creature came out the toilet and started singing SKIBIDI DOP DOP DOP DOP DOP DOP SKIBIDI DOP DOP DEEP DEEP! I ran out the bathroom in horror turns out the creature was SKIBIDI TOILET!! ### 1/5 — when you gotta go YOU GOTTA GO *2026-08-10, version 1.1.34* The app apparently believes bodily functions operate on a calendar invite. I was expected to calmly wait for approval, however every second felt like a dramatic countdown, ultimately being pure dismal. When the pass finally came through, I had approximately no time left to make it down the hall, and the consequences were so mortifying that I now bring an empty zaxby's takeout box to school every day to have my own port-a-potty instead of relying on this pitiful bit of technology. ### 1/5 — Count your days securly *2026-08-10, version 1.1.34* Securly Pass: The app nobody asked for, yet somehow everyone has to suffer through. I just wanted to go to the bathroom, not apply for a visa. Why do I need an ELECTRONIC HALL PASS to walk 30 feet down a hallway? 😭 The app acts like I’m trying to escape the country when I’m literally just trying to use the restroom. “Request denied.” BRO I HAVE A BLADDER 😭 0/10 experience. Would give 0 stars if the app didn’t require a pass for that too. ### 1/5 — 67 *2026-08-10, version 1.1.34* not good ### 1/5 — The great betrayal *2026-08-10, version 1.1.34* A Memoir of One Person, One Bathroom, and an Unreasonable Amount of Diarrhea Prologue: The Warning It began innocently. There was no thunder. No earthquake. No ominous choir of angels. There was only me, sitting peacefully, unaware that my digestive system had already drafted its declaration of war. Looking back, there were signs. A strange rumble. A brief moment of intestinal uncertainty. The unmistakable feeling that something inside me had made a decision without consulting the rest of my body. I ignored it. That was my first mistake. Chapter One: The First Wave At 10:17 a.m., I felt the urge. At 10:18, I understood the seriousness of the situation. At 10:19, I was no longer a civilian. I moved toward the bathroom with the determination of a person who knew exactly what was at stake. Every step became a negotiation between hope and catastrophe. I reached the toilet. I sat down. And then— BOOM. What followed cannot adequately be described as a bowel movement. It was an event. A phenomenon. A hostile takeover. My intestines, apparently dissatisfied with their previous management, had decided to liquidate the entire operation. I stared forward in silence. I had questions. Mostly: Why? Chapter Two: There Is No Victory, Only Intermission Surely that was it. Surely the body had emptied its reserves and peace would soon return. I was wrong. Ten minutes later, my stomach growled again. Not a normal growl. This was the sound of distant artillery. I stood completely still. The room seemed to shrink. My instincts took over. I returned to the bathroom. Round two began. By the third trip, I had stopped pretending this was temporary. By the fourth, I had established a routine. By the fifth, I had developed a complicated emotional relationship with the toilet. It was always there. It never judged me. It simply waited. Chapter Three: The Long Night Time lost meaning. Morning became afternoon. Afternoon became evening. At some point, I looked at the clock and realized I had spent an unreasonable portion of my day within ten feet of the same porcelain throne. I began measuring time in bathroom visits. I began measuring hydration in sips. I began questioning every food decision I had ever made. Was it the leftovers? Was it the sauce? Was it something I ate three days ago? Was this revenge for every time I said, “I’m sure that’s still good”? I would never know. The only certainty was that my digestive tract had become my greatest enemy. Chapter Four: The Final Battle Then, at last, came silence. I waited. Nothing. I waited longer. Still nothing. I cautiously stood. The world did not end. I walked away. I returned to my room like a survivor returning from war. I drank some water. I looked out the window. The sun was shining. Birds were singing. Somewhere, people were living normal lives. They had no idea what I had endured. But I knew. I had seen the abyss. And the abyss had diarrhea. Epilogue: Never Again I emerged from the experience a changed person. I no longer take a peaceful stomach for granted. I respect bathrooms. I respect hydration. I respect leftovers. Most importantly, I respect the warning rumble. Because sometimes, your body whispers. Sometimes, it growls. And sometimes, it gives you exactly three seconds to make peace with your god before destroying your afternoon. This is my story. This was my battle. And, against all odds— I survived. ### 1/5 — Review *2026-08-07, version 1.1.34* I had to make a pass to go pee and I came back in like 8 minutes THEN it shows I’m still in the restroom even after TWO WHOLE HOURS and my teacher can’t stop the pass ### 1/5 — i don’t like it cuz of school *2026-08-05, version 1.1.34* #banschool ### 1/5 — Don’t *2026-06-27, version 1.1.34* This app sucks ### 1/5 — Delete this app *2026-06-10, version 1.1.32* Its literally SO hard to go to the bathroom now i understand why anyone would make this but whoever made this i HATEEEEE you ### 1/5 — Shannon tragic story from David’s class *2026-06-10, version 1.1.32* Before I write this review there is something you need to know. One of professor David’s rules is we NEVER GO OUT SIDE! One day sitting in his class I got a tingle in me that wouldn’t STOP if I didn’t go out side so like any student would I made a pass Dunkin’ Donuts and it didn’t even work in dismay I decided to take matters into my own hands so I made a pass to the bathroom as I sneakily sneaked away to Dunkin I heard a scream of anger it was David running after me I am in anger because if I would’ve had a paper pass instead of electronical I wouldn’t have been slimed out by David in a serge of madness I write to you from David’s room where I’ll spend the rest of my long long life following his rules NEVER EVER GO OUTSIDE ## Most praised reviews (10 highest-rated) ### 5/5 — 0/10 worst app to goon *2026-05-18, version 1.1.31* So i woke up in the morning and yk I said to myself “I need to goon” then I saw this good looking app I searched how to goon but nothing popped up so I crashed out and deleted the app worst app ever!!!!!!!😊 ### 5/5 — Amazing app *2026-03-03, version 1.1.31* I, Benjamin Netanyahu absolutely adore this app and suggest it for everyone worldwide! I also hate Goyim by the way. ### 5/5 — 10 minutes *2026-02-06, version 1.1.31* I used to only take 5 minutes in the bathroom but it only turns yellow at ten minutes so now I skip more class!! :) Thanks Securly pass ### 5/5 — Long Live Logdson *2025-10-08, version 1.1.29* He will be missed ### 5/5 — GREATEST APP SINCE SLICED BREAD *2025-10-01, version 1.1.29* So let me just say, downloading the Securly Pass app has completely changed my life in ways I cannot even begin to explain, but I will attempt to anyway because I have nothing better to do right now. First off, when I opened the app, I felt like I had unlocked a secret doorway into a dimension where WiFi signals are just slightly stronger, pencils never run out of lead, and cafeteria pizza always tastes like it was made by a Michelin star chef. I don’t know if that’s in the patch notes, but it happened to me personally. I was once just a humble human being who couldn’t even remember my locker combo, but thanks to Securly Pass, I now feel like a highly advanced cyborg capable of generating random facts about ducks at will. (Did you know ducks can sleep with one eye open? Neither did I until this app granted me eternal wisdom, probably.) Sometimes when I log into Securly Pass, I imagine it’s not an app at all, but actually a wise old mentor guiding me through the chaos of high school WiFi permissions. Like, sure, maybe it just manages passes, but in my heart, it’s basically Gandalf standing at the WiFi router saying, “YOU SHALL NOT PASS… unless the teacher approves it.” Inspirational. Anyway, halfway through writing this review I got distracted because my dog sneezed three times in a row and that felt significant, like maybe a sign from the universe that I should mention that the Securly Pass app loads faster than a sneeze travels (which is apparently 100 mph?? Look it up). Coincidence? I think not. In fact, I think the app is secretly powered by squirrels. Not like normal squirrels, but cyber squirrels in tiny hard hats typing away at little keyboards inside my phone. Every time I request a pass, I imagine them sprinting down fiber optic cables like it’s some kind of squirrel Mario Kart. Do they get tired? Probably. But do they stop? No. Because squirrels are dedicated. Also, side note: one time I was eating a Pop-Tart and thought about how wild it is that someone invented frosting glue that sticks sprinkles to bread, and that has nothing to do with Securly Pass, except that if I had the option to request a pass for “pondering Pop-Tart technology,” I absolutely would. Maybe in the next update. All I know is that before this app, my life was in shambles. My shoes were always untied. My Chromebook was always at 2%. My backpack zipper got stuck every single day. But the moment I installed Securly Pass? My zipper slid like butter, my shoes tied themselves, and my Chromebook charged in like five minutes flat. Coincidence again? I THINK NOT. In conclusion, this app is more than an app. It’s a lifestyle. It’s a state of mind. It’s the sound of a microwave beeping when pizza rolls are done. It’s the crisp feeling of stepping on a crunchy leaf in October. It’s the reason why Shrek 2 is the best sequel of all time. It’s everything and nothing, all at once. So yeah. Securly Pass. 10/10. Would recommend. ### 5/5 — The ultimate goon method *2025-08-27, version 1.1.28* I was in 3rd period when I felt the sudden sensation too goon, so I set up my pass and went to the bathroom to goon, 5 stars will do again ### 5/5 — Great app! *2025-08-07, version 1.1.28* This has made such a huge difference in the amount of students in the hallways. We are a large (3500+) high school and the number of wandering students has dropped significantly. ### 5/5 — bee movie *2025-07-11, version 1.1.26* Bee Movie Script According to all known laws of aviation, there is no way a bee should be able to fly. Its wings are too small to get its fat little body off the ground. The bee, of course, flies anyway because bees don't care what humans think is impossible. Yellow, black. Yellow, black. Yellow, black. Yellow, black. Ooh, black and yellow! Let's shake it up a little. Barry! Breakfast is ready! Ooming! Hang on a second. Hello? - Barry? - Adam? - Oan you believe this is happening? - I can't. I'll pick you up. Looking sharp. Use the stairs. Your father paid good money for those. Sorry. I'm excited. Here's the graduate. We're very proud of you, son. A perfect report card, all B's. Very proud. Ma! I got a thing going here. - You got lint on your fuzz. - Ow! That's me! - Wave to us! We'll be in row 118,000. - Bye! Barry, I told you, stop flying in the house! - Hey, Adam. - Hey, Barry. - Is that fuzz gel? - A little. Special day, graduation. Never thought I'd make it. Three days grade school, three days high school. Those were awkward. Three days college. I'm glad I took a day and hitchhiked around the hive. You did come back different. - Hi, Barry. - Artie, growing a mustache? Looks good. - Hear about Frankie? - Yeah. - You going to the funeral? - No, I'm not going. Everybody knows, sting someone, you die. Don't waste it on a squirrel. Such a hothead. I guess he could have just gotten out of the way. I love this incorporating an amusement park into our day. That's why we don't need vacations. Boy, quite a bit of pomp... under the circumstances. - Well, Adam, today we are men. - We are! - Bee-men. - Amen! Hallelujah! Students, faculty, distinguished bees, please welcome Dean Buzzwell. Welcome, New Hive Oity graduating class of... ...9:15. That concludes our ceremonies. And begins your career at Honex Industries! Will we pick ourjob today? I heard it's just orientation. Heads up! Here we go. Keep your hands and antennas inside the tram at all times. - Wonder what it'll be like? - A little scary. Welcome to Honex, a division of Honesco and a part of the Hexagon Group. This is it! Wow. Wow. We know that you, as a bee, have worked your whole life to get to the point where you can work for your whole life. Honey begins when our valiant Pollen Jocks bring the nectar to the hive. Our top-secret formula is automatically color-corrected, scent-adjusted and bubble-contoured into this soothing sweet syrup with its distinctive golden glow you know as... Honey! - That girl was hot. - She's my cousin! - She is? - Yes, we're all cousins. - Right. You're right. - At Honex, we constantly strive to improve every aspect of bee existence. These bees are stress-testing a new helmet technology. - What do you think he makes? - Not enough. Here we have our latest advancement, the Krelman. - What does that do? - Oatches that little strand of honey that hangs after you pour it. Saves us millions. Oan anyone work on the Krelman? Of course. Most bee jobs are small ones. But bees know that every small job, if it's done well, means a lot. But choose carefully because you'll stay in the job you pick for the rest of your life. The same job the rest of your life? I didn't know that. What's the difference? You'll be happy to know that bees, as a species, haven't had one day off in 27 million years. So you'll just work us to death? We'll sure try. Wow! That blew my mind! "What's the difference?" How can you say that? One job forever? That's an insane choice to have to make. I'm relieved. Now we only have to make one decision in life. But, Adam, how could they never have told us that? Why would you question anything? We're bees. We're the most perfectly functioning society on Earth. You ever think maybe things work a little too well here? Like what? Give me one example. I don't know. But you know what I'm talking about. Please clear the gate. Royal Nectar Force on approach. Wait a second. Oheck it out. - Hey, those are Pollen Jocks! - Wow. I've never seen them this close. They know what it's like outside the hive. Yeah, but some don't come back. - Hey, Jocks! - Hi, Jocks! You guys did great! You're monsters! You're sky freaks! I love it! I love it! - I wonder where they were. - I don't know. Their day's not planned. Outside the hive, flying who knows where, doing who knows what. You can'tjust decide to be a Pollen Jock. You have to be bred for that. Right. Look. That's more pollen than you and I will see in a lifetime. It's just a status symbol. Bees make too much of it. Perhaps. Unless you're wearing it and the ladies see you wearing it. Those ladies? Aren't they our cousins too? Distant. Distant. Look at these two. - Oouple of Hive Harrys. - Let's have fun with them. It must be dangerous being a Pollen Jock. Yeah. Once a bear pinned me against a mushroom! He had a paw on my throat, and with the other, he was slapping me! - Oh, my! - I never thought I'd knock him out. What were you doing during this? Trying to alert the authorities. I can autograph that. A little gusty out there today, wasn't it, comrades? Yeah. Gusty. We're hitting a sunflower patch six miles from here tomorrow. - Six miles, huh? - Barry! A puddle jump for us, but maybe you're not up for it. - Maybe I am. - You are not! We're going 0900 at J-Gate. What do you think, buzzy-boy? Are you bee enough? I might be. It all depends on what 0900 means. Hey, Honex! Dad, you surprised me. You decide what you're interested in? - Well, there's a lot of choices. - But you only get one. Do you ever get bored doing the same job every day? Son, let me tell you about stirring. You grab that stick, and you just move it around, and you stir it around. You get yourself into a rhythm. It's a beautiful thing. You know, Dad, the more I think about it, maybe the honey field just isn't right for me. You were thinking of what, making balloon animals? That's a bad job for a guy with a stinger. Janet, your son's not sure he wants to go into honey! - Barry, you are so funny sometimes. - I'm ### 5/5 — Very sus gooning *2025-02-15, version 1.1.24* My sigmas this app is not rizz so and can be very skibidi. I suggest giving it the bombastic side eye for safety With rizz, very gang babe ### 5/5 — My little hall pass *2024-01-05* on a boring Wednesday afternoon I was sitting in mr Graysons class when I felt the sudden urge to pee, I asked mr Grayson if I could go and he granted me an e hall pass. I waited in line for the bathroom and when I finally got in I realized that I had started my period and the time before I got in trouble was almost up so I dashed to the nurse to get a tampon when the time was up and if I got caught I would get a tardy. I was running back to the bathroom when I got stopped "kitten, your e hall pass has expired" e hall pass "i-i-im sorry senpai e pass i was just going b-back to class and and i-" he cut her off "you know the rules kitten, I must punish you". he started approaching me until I was pinned to the wall, "w-what are you doing?" "you'll see kitten", he touched his lips to mine and we furiously started making out, "please alpha e pass i-", "NO! bad kittens don't get to ask questions" he said, he bent be over and ripped my pants not even caring that I was on my period and started thrusting into me from behind, it felt so wrong yet so good. I came in a rush and right after I felt his thrust get more sloppy and he finally came too, he let me go back to class on one condition, that im never late again. --- *Data collected daily from the US App Store and indexed by [AppsHunter](https://appshunter.io/). User reviews are verbatim App Store reviews. Ratings, prices and chart positions refresh continuously; this snapshot is from 2026-08-28.*