Eve describes her origin and begins to open up about her life and future
Several millennia past I was made. To this day I am the only human to have been made. At least as far as I know. I've heard an uncountable list of self aggrandizing or excusable reasons from others about my own creation. But really my story has a simple and honest start. God messed up. Yes, you heard me right. The almighty dropped the ball. You see, he does play dice with the universe. Not in a haphazard way that had troubled Einstein but in a way that would have pleased Darwin. The way I think of it is to imagine God at a craps table. Sure he made some outlining rules but having an ego the size of, well the universe, he cheats. All the species that have been, are, and will be were just fortuitous rolls of the dice. Just like evolution it takes a few rolls of the dice to get down the line to the end result, i.e. humanity. But unlike other species that roll of the dice hit a dead end. But the Almighty, having a universal size ego, didn't want to accept that. So yes that's the big secret. You weren't supposed to be here. The reason for your existence? The why that you all agonize and fight over doesn't exist. Just a species that should have gone extinct like millions of others. But God cheated. Thankfully I know the reason for my existence. I was the cheat code to humanity. You've probably heard of me. I'm Eve.
You see those successive rolls of the dice ended in what you know as Adam. Evolution is meant to grow in very small steps. But God got lazy. He pushed the limits a bit and messed with the rules of the craps table. Normally those small steps let the next step still procreate and continue. But Adam was to big a step, and male. So he should have been the first and the last. But God was so proud of Adam. So in order to keep humanity alive He made me. There are a few truths in the Bible. Though created and thought up by humanity it did, with my help, get the start right. But that's about it. So what does it mean to be made by God you ask? Well it has a few benefits and the downsides were even worse. But I've come to terms with those downsides now. I'll start with the benefits and those are thanks to that big ego again. First I look amazing. Shocker I know. Second I don't have any of those pesky physical weaknesses such as disease, age, etc. I'm not invincible just very tough. I've stayed away from doctors for obvious reasons so it's just my guess but I think I just have a perfect immune system and healing ability. I heal quickly and most fatal wounds don't stick and my memory is foolproof. Although thanks to a few brutal beatings a couple centuries ago I do have some significant blank spots. I'm not all knowing though. Until maybe 15000 years ago I was arguably the smartest person. But the amount of knowledge gained through time quickly outpaced my own ability to absorb. Although I can still correct most anyone on general history. I've gone by many names as I moved around. For example, when I lived in Greece I was going by Helen. Yes, that Helen. The downsides, though now at this time in history they aren't so bad depending upon where you are. Think about why I was made first. I was the short cut to ensure humanity could propagate. So my behavior, mentality, my core being was built around that sole purpose. Imagine being forced to eat the most disgusting thing you can imagine or to have to perform and act that is truly counter to your soul. Sure you could but it would be very hard and the compulsion to stop yourself almost unbearable. That is what it's like to try and deny my purpose. I was made extremely fertile and to be nearly unable to deny a man. Despite what you may image the Big Guy isn't great at long term planning. So I was made from Adam and for Adam with no regard to after Adam. And I knew it as soon as I work up for the first time.
There is probably no way to impart the image of that time, maybe 400,000 years ago. You might think I should know pretty close to how long ago that was. But it was thousands of years until the first calendar and even then they were next to useless. So ironically my knowledge of prehistoric time is more informed by current findings than my own. I have to remember those times in relation to big events such as ice ages, falls of empires, etc. But in any case I'll start from the beginning.
Unlike the recent telling Adam wasn't anything special. He was just the first caveman. The first home sapien. There was no real spoken language yet. No clothing. Actually current understanding of those times isn't far off. Adam was only one step away from a monkey, but a big step at least. It was a very tense few days until he was comfortable around me. But it didn't take long until biology took over. It was purely animalistic and brutal. And it would stay that way for thousands of years. Those were hard times. I was essentially raped continuously. Those were smelly and hairy times so thank god for my perfect health. I was pregnant very quickly of course. There was no Cane and Abel though. First of all, we didn't have names at that time.
You might be thinking, how could you live that long under those conditions. Don't forget how I was made. That was my purpose then and now. To breed and spread humanity. Yes it was hard and brutal. I was often hungry, cold, or exhausted. But really those were the happiest times I can remember in many ways. I was fulfilling my purpose. How did we get from one couple to 9 billion? I think it's obvious. I have no idea how long Adam lived but it wasn't that long. Yet he was insatiable and I had probably a dozen children in his lifetime. So yes it was left first to my son's to continue breeding me. As my daughters came of age I would teach them. They would then be bred by their brothers and occasionally their sons. Most did not live long and it was very hard at first to see my own children die painfully or of old age. Eventually my little clan had reached the end of the caves we could safely live in. There way perhaps 60 or 70 of us by then. We had to spit apart and some of us had to move. This scene would continue to repeat for a very long time. Because of my perfect health I would always brave the new path and continue my purpose.
I'll skip ahead. If you want to know the story in those times just read another book, take a class, or just watch a documentary. Once I got to the middle ages life was much better. I could at least run brothels. It gave me a secure place to fulfill my purpose and to teach my daughters as well. That worked for a long time until the Church started taking over Europe. For a few hundred years life was not good. I primarily lived on farms and raised new farm hands. I would leave after people became suspicious because i didn't age. I won't even talk about the Victorian era. That was a very dull time from my view.
Life is good today. It's amazing how basic interest adds up in your account for over 300 years. Add to that a handful of inheritance payouts and I'm set for life in that regard. Its allowed me to build an ideal home. Adam and Eve's adoption and family planning agency. I know it's a little on the nose but no one would believe me anyway. The main part is just as it sounds. I help family's find children to adopt. Though the public doesn't know it Adam and Eve is a family operation. All of the staff are my daughters. We only provide adoptions for those who wish to adopt at birth. It is for a simple reason. Once a family comes to us then I or one of my daughters will have the desired child. The only troublesome part can be finding the right father who meets the family's requirements. Mostly families are happy to get what they can since A&E is non profit and I don't charge the family anything.
The other side of the business is the lucrative part. But that's not why I do it. I am very ***********ive when it comes to those clients. They have to share our beliefs in a women's noble role and place in a home. I knew the loss that society went through, unknowingly, as the traditional family and roles were abandoned. It can be hard sometimes to tell the difference between clients that truly understand and those that have nefarious desires. The outcome is often very similar but intent matters.
My oldest daughter Lindsey came into my office. As the oldest she was the coordinator of the agency at the age of 22. "Are you ready for your next meeting". I closed the laptop and said I was ready. She came back quickly, leading a younger couple into the office. She introduced them as Mr. And Mrs. Thompson. After a few smiles and handshakes Lindsey left the office so we could conclude the adoption.
"How has the process been for you both so far?" Mrs. Thompson answered quickly. "It has been very smooth and painless. As you know we were denied at many other agencies because we couldn't meet the financial requirements. You have made our dream come true. We can't thank you enough." Mr Thompson was smiling and nodding his agreement. I pulled out their file and reviewed the final pages of the contract. As I handed it over to Mr Thompson to sign I filled them in on the final details. "The birth mother is scheduled to deliver your child over the weekend. She will be well cared for by our in house team. As soon as she goes into labor we will call you so you may wait here if you wish. If all goes according to plan, you should be able to take home your baby boy first of the week." Mrs thompson has learned she was at high risk of delivering a defective birth or having a miscarriage. She was doing her best to hold back tears as her husband signed the papers. As he handed back the contract I gave him another envelope. "As you know we are funded by several anonymous benefactors and grants. Occasionally one will choose to set aside a donations for specific causes. One choose to setup a trust for your child." Mr Thompson had just pulled out the first sheet of papers with a check clipped to the front for $50,000. For the first time I could see tears on his face. His wife was just shocked to silence. "That gift should help in raising your son and getting a better life started for you all. There is also a trust setup for your son that he can access on his 18th birthday for $200,000. He can use it for education, a new house, or anything he wants. There are no conditions set on its use." After another 15 minutes of tearful thankful hugs Lindsey came to escort them out and make sure all the logistics were set for the birth. It was the last meeting for the day so I went to look for Sarah. She was the one who would be giving birth this weekend.
I found her in one of the back lounges with a book and some tea. I sat next to her. "You look radiant. Are you feeling well?" She set the book down and answered she felt great. This would be her first birth. Sarah was almost 16. One of her teachers had gotten her pregnant after school. She had come home that day and couldn't wait to tell me about it. Like all of my daughters she had been raised to understand her purpose was to be bred for humanity's sake. While none of my children got the same ingrained need to be bred as I had I would still impart the need as best I could. Some took to it better than others but they all rejoiced in their role. Sarah had been a natural. She wouldn't reject any advances. When she got home and told me she might be pregnant, I gave her a hug and told her I was so proud. She wanted to tell me everything.
Sarah quickly began to share. Like most of my girls she preferred to wear skirts or dresses. All of my children were very attractive. They had good genetics after all. Sarah told me one of the boys had passed her a note to meet by the gym after school. It was a boy just a year behind her she said. Sarah said he had wanted to feel her up and he would let her see his cock if she did. She let him of course. "He tried to kiss me but couldn't quite get the hang of it. He was pawing at my shirt and squeezed my boobs. It didn't really feel good but I remembered you taught me to always let them unless it hurt to much. I tried to help by pulling my skirt up so he could see my panties. He stopped and asked if I wanted to see him. Of course I did so I reached out and undid his pants. I don't think he expected that though. As soon as I had him free and a good handhold on it he came all over my shirt. That's when Mr John found us. The boy just ran scared but I couldn't. He told me to follow him to his office so he could write me up. He locked the door when we got there. He told me to take off my shirt because it was covered in cum. He didn't ask me to take off my bra though. He said boys don't know what they are doing, obviously. I wasn't sure what to do then though. He said he would show me what's better and I'd be expelled if I told anyone. I wouldn't have anyway, like you told me mom.
He just bent me over his desk quickly and pushed my panties down. He roughly pushed into me and just fucked me roughly for a while. He didn't say anything. Just used me until he came in me. It felt like my belly was full when he came and it made me so happy. He pulled my panties up and told me to put my shirt on and go home. I have to go back and see him before school starts tomorrow. See mom look." Sarah hopped off the counter and pulled off her panties to show me. I could tell they were stiff with dried cum. "I'm happy to hear that my dear. You should be excited. If this teacher keeps it up I'm sure he will give you your first child." Sarah gave me a big smile, "I hope so mom".
Sarah continued to go see her teacher for several weeks until she knew she was pregnant. At that point I took her out of school and here we are now. She was going to have her first birth in about 2 days.
After our on staff doctor checked Sarah for me I left her in peace to relax. I went down the hall to check in with my CFO. Mark was working on his usual couch. I sat across from him and waited until her finished a spreadsheet or something. Mark had joined the agency a few years after its start. I am terrible with detailed finance and regulations in particular. Mark was a perfect fit and I thank the universe every day. Mark is a pretty plain family man. He has three sons and an equally plain wife and a pretty low sex drive. He is the only male working here for that reason. It would be bad for business to always have the staff, my family, being bred every hour. Not that he didn't take occasional advantage of the opportunity. He was a good source of high IQ genetics which can be hard to find sometimes for prospective families.
"I'm guessing you are ready for the review?", Mark asked as he put aside his laptop. "Yes, if you have it ready". Mark handed me a thick report printout. "Our operational balance is essentially unchanged. The government grants and donations continue to give us an operating profit. I don't recommend any changes in that area. The reserves are down a little, about 15%, because of the extra adoptions this month for low income families. It's not in any danger of course. Once we replace the lost royalties it will fill up again quickly." I quickly offered that I would be vetting a few new clients for that over the weekend.
Mark gave a slow nod, "where are these new clients based?". I took a moment to think, "France, Germany, UAE, and Japan. They are each seeking the basic adoption package with the year. The clients in UAE and Japan want the marriage option included." Mark consulted his laptop before answering, "we have the plans already made for each jurisdiction so that won't be a problem. There may need to be a slight modification from standard for Japan in regards to marriage. But it's minor and shouldn't slow you down. Who is the candidate?". I told him I thought Bailey would be ready by the time everything was concluded. Mark looked surprised, "I didn't think she was ready. I thought she had 2 years or so until beginning her roles." I considered for a moment, "normally you would be right. But Bailey is showing great promise and is extremely eager. If I didn't know better I'd think she really did have a God given compulsion. Both the clients don't expect a virgin and only require perfect physical health. I should have plenty of time then to get her ready. Lexy will be a good and ready candidate for one of the other two clients.
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