Damon took a nice nap under a tree alongside his new mate after their mating. Life is good, he thought. In his heart and mind, he thanked Circe for having granted him such a happy life. He did regret - albeit fleetingly - burgers, hotdogs, some Internet sites and other TV series, along with other very human comforts, but he decided to sleep and miss these a bit later. After all, he just had had great sex and he was ready to start over anytime. He thus slept right next to his new mate. He thought for a minute what had been her life before meeting Damon. Had she been a human girl? Had she been born in Circe's domain, her parents having forsaken a burdensome humanity? Damon, without any proper vocal cords anymore, could not ask her. Heck, she might have been a guy before! But strangely, the notion just bothers Damon for about three seconds. What did it matter? She had a vagina now and was more than willing to be dominated by him. She was young, fertile and sweet. So why did the the rest have any importance? She was a good mate now.
When he woke up, Damon saw that he was alone. Annoyed and frustrated, he looked around. Where had his mate gone? How was he going to mate now? He had had great sex and he was planning on getting more! He wanted more! If she wanted. cubs, then she should understand that him mounting her again and again was the sole answer! Stupid mate that couldn't... He then saw her approaching, the haunches of a carcass between her jaws. Probably left by Circe somewhere. Damon was happy. Ah! She had risen up early to grab some food! Good! He WAS feeling quite hungry. But first... As the lioness deposited the food near him, he lunged at her, mounted her and grabbed her by the nape of her neck with his teeth. The lioness growled and hissed but Damon had already penetrated her. His erection had come out promptly and he thrust happily and mightily, gorging himself on the testosterone and virility he was emitting. Being so powerful got to his head, and after several massive pumps of semen into his mate, he got off her back to start eating. Sex really worked up an appetite! After filling his stomach, he let the lioness eat the meat, which was a good portion in his opinion, while he yawned and went for another nap. As he drifted off to sleep, Damon thought about how he had not even given any mind to all the human things he was supposed to regret. Was he forgetting things? Because he was supposed to like cooked meat, like sausages, pepperoni, buffalo wings and... er... meat. But had just had meat, right? Bloody meat. Not like... er... Damon shook himself. Oh, he'd sleep and it would come back to him later. He'd think about the Internet which was... well, a super great thing. A thing to look at because... because... Ah, who knew? He'd remember later. Because he doubted it was very much important. Damon went to sleep. If he had had more human thoughts within his cranium, he might have reflected thjat forgetting would be for the best, as he could not regret what he had no memory of.