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The First Adam	By : GeorgeGlass Category: A through F > Bible Views: 9399 -:- Recommendations : 3 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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Chapter 5: The Lion-Girl
The passage of time in Eden was not something Adam paid close attention to. The weather was always perfect, so the changing of the seasons didn’t much matter. And barring any accident, Adam—as well as Eve, their sons Cain and Abel, and the many other children Adam had sired on his wife—would live for centuries before they even began to experience the ravages of age.
So Adam was pleasantly surprised when he went to visit Lioness and saw her with what looked from a distance like a young woman. As Adam approached them on the plain, the female figure proved to have tan fur all over her body, and a decidedly leonine face. Adam smiled broadly at the girl and her mother.
“Hello, Lioness,” he said, stopping in front of them. “It seems I gave you a daughter.”
“Yes,” Lioness replied cautiously. “This is Dyana.”
“H- Hello,” the half-lion girl said nervously.
Adam walked slowly around the girl, taking her in. Her body was trim and athletic, with a flat stomach, a pair of moderate-sized breasts above a smaller pair, and shapely, well-toned legs.
“It’s nice to meet you, Dyana,” Adam said. “I’m your father.”
The lion-girl’s eyes widened, and Adam nearly laughed.
“You must have realized that it was a human man who begat you on your mother,” Adam said. “Lion could not have sired a daughter who walks on two legs.” He put a hand beneath her chin and added, “Although you have your mother’s lovely golden eyes.”
Dyana seemed to have no response to that other than to continue looking at Adam with a combination of discomfort and disbelief.
“Let me take a look at the rest of you,” Adam said.
Slowly, he walked around her where she stood in the knee-high grass. Her back and shoulders were paragons of feminine musculature, and her taut, toned backside was a thing of great beauty. That all of it was covered in soft-looking tan fur added an element of exoticism.
“You are a fascinating creature,” Adam murmured into the rounded triangle of Dyana’s ear. Then he turned to her mother.
“Lioness,” he said, “be a good girl and catch us some meat to eat. I’m going to spend some time with our daughter.”
Lioness had never forgotten the glint of lust in Adam’s eyes the day he came to breed her. Now, as Adam gazed upon their daughter, Lioness saw that same glint. So she knew what the human man would do if Lioness left Dyana alone with him.
But Lioness also knew that she couldn’t simply refuse him, or attack him. He would turn her into a snail or a fruit fly before she even got near him.
There was another option, though. Unlike Lion, who was made for direct combat, Lioness was a hunter. She could walk away, then creep around behind Adam in the tall grass and spring on him before he could speak a word, or lay a hand on her daughter.
But just as Lioness saw the lust on Adam’s face, Adam saw the intent on hers. He could always tell when one of the animals had formed some rebellious idea in their subhuman brains. So he looked Lioness in the eye, and with his gaze alone, he said, Don’t be a fool.
Lioness’ head fell. She turned and walked away into the tall grass.
With a smile both cold and warm, Adam turned to Dyana.
“Now,” he said, “let us get to know each other.”
He put a hand on Dyana’s shoulder, then ran it slowly down her back until it was cupping her perfectly formed ass, inducing a flinching twitch in her eye.
“Yes,” Adam said, “you are a lovely girl.”
He kept his hand on her ass as he moved around behind her. Then he moved that hand around to her hip and up to her chest to caress her small lower-left breast and then her larger, upper one as he pressed his front against her back, making her feel his hard cockflesh against her ass. Her two upper breasts were as large and soft as a human woman’s, but the thin layer of soft fur that covered them made them feel even better in Adam’s hands. Her two lower breasts were smaller but firmer, feeling more like those of an adolescent girl. Adam had sired several girls on Eve by this point, two of whom were old enough that Adam had first-hand knowledge of how a newly grown breast felt in his hand.
“You don’t know it yet,” he said to Dyana, “because you’re surrounded by ignorant animals, but…”
He put his lips to her ear and murmured, “…you were born to be bred.”
She gasped but said nothing. Then Adam turned her around in his arms and kissed her, pulling her naked body close to his. He returned his hand to her breast and lightly caressed her nipple with his thumb as he again murmured in her ear.
“Do you feel my cock against your belly? Do you feel how thick it is, how long, how hard?”
Adam could feel her breathing quicken. He knew very well how the female body reacted to the combination of fear and arousal.
“Right now,” Adam went on, “all of that cock is for you. And I do mean all, because I am going to put every inch of it inside you. Every. Single. Inch.”
He pushed her down onto the grass, such that she ended up on her back with her legs parted. There was a tremor of fear in her golden eyes, but at the same time, the moment Adam began to lay his body on top of hers, her legs opened wider for him. And as he settled his hips between her thighs, he could feel the heat of her pussy on his cock and balls.
“That’s a good girl,” he breathed in Dyana’s ear. “Spreading open for me…”
Her body felt just lovely beneath his. Her fur was soft and warm against his skin, yet her pleasing humanlike form would enable Adam to take her in all the ways he could take a human woman. Of course, he’d start with his favorite.
He reached down and took hold of his cock. There was no need to look at what he was doing; Dyana’s cunt-heat was like a raging bonfire on a dark night, providing all the guidance he needed.
He put his cockhead against her entrance, and he could feel the pulse of her blood as it raced through her beautiful, excited, frightened body. Then he pushed into her.
“Aaah!” Dyana cried.
She put her hands against his shoulders, as though to stop him from penetrating her further. Adam smiled at her and gently moved her hands away, pressing her wrists against the grass.
“It’s all right, my daughter,” he said. “Your body knows what it wants, what it needs. All you need to do is cooperate with it. And with me.”
He eased in further. Dyana whimpered but did not try to stop him this time. Adam wasn’t sure whether it was because of his words, or because she knew what Adam could do to her, her mother, or both of them if she angered him. Not that it really mattered what her motivation was, as long as she stayed on her back with her legs spread.
Dyana shut her eyes and bore the pain as best she could. But she couldn’t deny that something within her wanted this, to be penetrated in this way, even if she didn’t understand why. It was that something that caused her not to rake Adam with her claws but to instead open her tawny-furred legs wider and focused on the pleasurable sensations while trying to block out the pain.
Adam took it slowly at first—not out of compassion, but to savor the virgin-tightness of the lion-girl’s pussy, and the feel of her soft fur against his skin. It would be grand, he thought, if he could sire more daughters such as her to serve him with their shapely, soft-furred bodies.
The thought made Adam fuck Dyana harder. The girl whimpered and gasped, clearly as much from pain as pleasure. Yet her arms went around his shoulders and her legs around his waist. This brought even more of her soft fur into contact with Adam’s skin—the sensation of which, along with the girl’s obvious instinctive need to be bred, made Adam fuck her faster still.
Dyana’s moans and whimpers grew louder and more rhythmic, and Adam could tell that despite her discomfort, the girl was approaching orgasm. Adam normally didn’t care much whether the females he fucked enjoyed the act. But he found himself wanting Dyana to reach her climax. He wanted her to know that giving in to her instincts and spreading her legs for him could be rewarding. And he realized that he wanted her to know that because he hoped to have a great deal more sex with her.
So he continued fucking her hard and fast, but not at full gallop. Not until the pitch and volume of her whimpers rose to the point where she was clearly at the precipice of ecstasy. Only then did he fuck her at full force, pounding her pussy until her whimpers rose to orgasmic screams that sent birds flying up from the grass, and then Adam roared and shot his load of potent seed straight up into his leonine daughter’s womb.
Afterward, Adam rolled off of Dyana and took a moment to catch his breath before he spoke.
“It seems you enjoyed your first breeding.”
“Y- Yes,” the girl stammered.
“Good,” he said, stroking the fur of her arm. “Now, let’s begin your second one.”
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Later, as instructed, Lioness returned with meat: a freshly killed wildebeest. Adam used a sharp rock to gouge off one of the dead animal’s haunches; then he built a fire and roasted the meat over it.
He insisted that Lioness and Dyana eat with him. Lioness, having no taste for cooked flesh, ate of other parts of the slain wildebeest. But Dyana, although still in something of a daze from all that had happened that morning, enjoyed the taste of the roasted meat. Adam took notice, and Dyana’s seeming preference for the human way of eating tipped a scale in his mind.
“I have come to a decision,” Adam said after swallowing a mouthful. “Dyana shall come home with me and be my mate.”
Lioness looked at Adam aghast. She had expected many terrible things from him, but not this.
“You- You want to take Dyana away?”
“She is the finest hybrid child I have yet sired,” Adam replied. “And she is wasted here on the savannah. She shall come live with me and Eve and our children. God may have created Eve to be my wife, but He never forbade me from having more wives.”
“But Dyana is your daughter,” Lioness replied, knowing as she said it how little effect the words would have on Adam—who had probably already impregnated the girl.
“What of that?” Adam replied. “If God had not wanted humans to practice incest, he would have created more than two of us at the beginning. My sons will have no choice but to breed their sisters, or even their mother, if they wish to obey God’s command to be fruitful and multiply as I have.”
Dyana had not spoken since Adam finished breeding her, but her silence belied the turmoil within her. All this talk of leaving the savannah—the only home Dyana had ever known—and living among humans…Dyana couldn’t begin to know what to think of the idea. All she did know was that living with Adam would probably mean being bred by him constantly, an idea that both excited and frightened her. The tumult in Dyana’s mind only grew when Adam put his arm around her shoulder and pulled her close to his side.
“The children she will bear for me,” Adam said, caressing Dyana’s cheek “…the many, many children she will bear for me…They will be largely human, but with enough lion in them to make them stronger, faster, and more ferocious than full-blooded humans are. The two branches of humanity will fight each other for dominance, and they will come out stronger for it.”
Just then, a colorful red bird flew down from the sky, and she began to make squawking whispers in Adam’s ear.
***
Eve sat on the same rock where she and Serpent had conversed and made love earlier that day. She wanted to be exactly where Parrot had seen her before the bird flew away to tell Adam of Eve’s transgressions, as Eve knew Parrot would. Now Eve, having sent her children with Leopard and Leopardess to hide in the jungle, had only to wait.
The rock was situated where the forest met the grasslands. Thus, She-Hawk, who was sitting with her mate at the top of the tree above the rock, saw Adam coming from quite a ways away and gave a piercing cry of warning.
Eve continued to wait. Fears and doubts tried to creep into her mind, but she kept them at bay by focusing on what needed to be done.
When Eve caught sight of the approaching Adam, she was surprised that he wasn’t alone. There was a woman with him, which Eve found puzzling because there were no other women in Eden as of yet. But as they drew closer, Eve saw that this woman had the fur and ears of a lioness, and Eve realized that the teenage-looking female must be the product of one of Adam’s many bestial infidelities.
Eve felt relief when Adam stopped and raised a hand to the lion-girl, clearly telling her to stay put. But the act aroused a new worry within Eve. Did Adam suspect something?
Eve’s anxiety rose again as he drew near her. There were many ways in which this could go badly.
“Eve,” he said as he came near, “I have returned.” He stopped a few feet away and eyed the trees behind her as he added, “But it seems you were told that I was coming.”
“I was,” Eve replied simply.
“Have you been making friends among the animals?” Adam asked. “You realize that they are lower beings, do you not? We were never meant to treat them as equals.”
With a hard look, Eve replied, “Why do you care? You have not treated me as an equal for a very long time.”
Eve knew this was a dangerous way to proceed. But she had to be sure that she was doing the right thing—that there wasn’t any good left in Adam to which she could appeal.
“You are not my equal,” Adam replied. “Not in status, and apparently not in intellect, given that you have still not learned this simple lesson.”
He seized her by her long, beautiful hair and yanked her face to his.
“But even the most stupid animals,” he snarled, “must be bred.”
Adam laying hands on Eve was the signal the animals hiding in the forest had been waiting for. The monkeys leaped down from the trees, the hawks swooped down from their branches, and Mare, Stallion, and several other land animals burst from the brush and charged at Adam. He released Eve and turned his attention to them.
“Mouse! Worm! Cockroach!” Adam shouted, transforming the animals even as they rushed at him.
But he could not speak fast enough to change them all. When Adam looked up at the rapidly descending hawks and monkeys, She-Cougar—whom Adam had forced to bear three litters of half-human cubs—leaped at him. Her paws struck his shoulders and knocked him to the ground. Then Serpent wound his coils around Adam’s head, covering his mouth so he could not rename any more of the animals.
She-Ape, who had been watching from farther back in the trees, looked at this scene and considered its implications. She had mated with Adam because he had power, but it was clear that power now was rapidly flowing away from him.
So when She-Ape approached, it was not to aid him. Rather, at the moment when Lion bit deeply into Adam’s leg and Adam picked up a rock to defend himself, She-Ape ran in, seized Adam’s rock-arm, and tore it from his body.
Eve knew that Adam did not have long to live, as profusely as he was now bleeding. But Eve did not want to simply watch Adam die. She did not have the claws of a cougar, or the fangs of a lion, or the immense strength of an ape, but she had knowledge, including the knowledge of how to kill. So she picked up the sturdy stick that she had sharpened and hardened, and that she had hidden behind the rock. Then she plunged the sharp stick into Adam’s chest, piercing his heart. She looked into his eyes as the life faded from them.
It was this act—the killing of one human being by another—that finally drew God’s attention back to Earth. He was aghast at the grisly scene in the midst of the paradise he had created. And while many of Eden’s creatures had contributed to Adam’s demise, Eve had clearly been the driving force behind her husband’s death. God had known that a human would one day commit the first murder, but He had expected it to take another generation or two.
But even worse were the many half-breed creatures that Adam had sired. Not that there was anything wrong with them as individuals, but their existence would disrupt God’s plan for the human race.
Now, God would have to take stock of his mistakes and start over. In hindsight, His most obvious mistake had been giving Adam so much unilateral power. God had led Adam into temptation, and that had been the cause of this whole fiasco.
At least Serpent had played his part, however unknowingly. God thought that perhaps, when He remade the world, he would give serpent legs, even though God knew that He would have to take them away again before long.
And so God began anew. But God did not entirely erase all that had come before, because that would have meant having to create the firmaments and the plants and such all over again. The Creation had been the six most arduous days of God’s eternal life, and He was not anxious to repeat the entire process if He didn’t have to. So instead of creating a new world from scratch, He overlaid it on the frame of the old one.
Thus, something of the original Earth and its inhabitants remained. The new Adam, and every generation of human men that followed him, still bore a touch of the first Adam’s insatiable lust. And all the half-human creatures that the first Adam sired remained in human memory—if only as myths and stories, for God had ensured that the men and beasts of this new Earth could not interbreed.
When God finished, He looked upon His reworked Earth. And He saw that it was good.
Or at least, He hoped it would be.
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