Authors note: I understand that this story may conflict in ways with religious texts, and I apologize to those who may take offense.
As he woke up that morning, he noticed a dull pain in his side. He grimaced and rubbed at it, looking down at his side. There wasn't any mark, so he wasn't too worried. He probably had slept funny and elbowed himself in the ribs, he reasoned. Since the pain was fading already, he shrugged and got up from under the tree he'd been sleeping under.
He wasn't really sure how he got here, or when, or even why he was here. All he remembered was waking up in the middle of this forest many days ago. But he wasn't complaining. The place was very pleasant to live in. None of the creatures that lived here were hostile, there were many trees that constantly grew sweet fruit to eat, and there were streams and ponds with fresh clean water to drink. There were two trees in the middle, that for some reason he knew he wasn't supposed to go near. They seemed like perfectly normal trees, but every time he even contemplated going to eat from them, something, he wasn't sure what, stopped him. It didn't matter though, they were only two out of many, so it wasn't a hassle.
The only thing that he didn't like was that it was rather lonely. Yes, there were many creatures in the forest, but none of them really even resembled him. Very few of them walked on only two legs, and almost all of them had thick fur, feathers, or hard scales covering their skin. In comparison, the only hair that he had on his body was a thin downy covering on his torso, legs, and arms, and there was thicker hair on his head, in his armpits, and around his groin. And the other creatures all acted in ways that were so different than he did. He remembered the previous day thinking about how nice it would be if there was someone else just like him, so that he would have some company.
As he stretched out, he decided that he was hungry. The peaches on the tree by the lake had looked ripe yesterday, and he decided that those would be perfect for right now. He walked for while, stopping at a stream to get a drink from the cool flowing water. After another short walk, he reached the edge of the clearing by the lake. Just as he was about to enter the clearing, he stopped. Under the peach tree, there was a creature he'd never seen before.
It was slightly shorter than him, in fact short enough that it could only just reach the branches of the peach tree even when standing on it's toes. It finally got a grip and started to climb up to the lowest branch. He saw that it had long flowing brown hair on its head, down to its waist. It actually resembled himself, but there was something different about it. He decided to come closer for a better look. He made it to about ten footsteps from the tree without being noticed, when he stepped on a small fallen branch, causing a loud snapping sound. The creature let out a small gasp at the sound, and lost its grip. Not knowing what he was doing, he leapt forward, catching the thing before it hit the ground.
For a moment, their faces were inches from each other. He saw wide blue eyes similar to the ones he knew he possessed from seeing his reflection in the water of the lake. The face was similar to his as well, though it was smaller, more delicate. He gently put the creature down on its feet, stepped back, and then noticed a few things.
From its backside, it had seemed the same as he was. The hips were slightly wider in proportion, and the frame of the body was a little thinner, but aside from that, it was almost identical. Its skin was slightly paler than his, leading him to wonder if it had spent more time in the shade than he did, since it was more of a pinkish color than his light tan. The hair on most of its body was also a lot thinner than his, more like the fuzz on a peach, almost transparent in the light. But from the front, there were startling differences.
On it's chest, two fleshy mounds grew out of the flesh, about the size of an apple each, and they were capped by pink nipples, which were twice as large as the ones on his own chest. They reminded him of the shape of the pears that grew on some of the trees around the forest. While unusual, the way they flowed with the contours of its body gave a certain beauty to the creature. While he was examining the creature, it had been doing the same to him, showing a curious manner, and then it finally took a step towards him, putting itself within arms reach.
It reached out tentatively with a small hand, touching his muscled chest and then looked down at its own with a puzzled expression. He reached out slowly and gently cupped one of the breasts, amazed at the softness of the skin. He weighed it lightly in his hand, noticing that there was no firmness of a muscle in it, which was a little unusual. While doing this, the creature had been running it's hands over his chest, and he realized that he liked the feeling. He slowly started exploring the creatures chest with his hands, seeing that the other breast was just as soft as the first, and as the creature smiled, he decided that it must like the feelings too. He moved his hand down its side and to it's hip, and then noticed something very odd.
He Looked down at himself, and observed his dangling penis and the sack beneath it, and then looked at the groin of the creature, and observed nothing but a triangle of brown curly hair. That was odd, he thought to himself. How was it able to relieve itself of unneeded water? Thinking of this, he suddenly realized that he had to relieve himself. He put his hand on its shoulder and pressed slightly in a gesture that said, "stay here" and quickly moved to the edge of the clearing and found a suitable tree.