Classic tale of adult Red Riding Hood in search of wolf dick.
Estimated Read Time: 5 minutes
Tags: [MF] [fantasy setting] [adult fairy tale] [werewolf] [furry male] [monster male] [rough] [putdoors] [doggy style] [third person story] [cnc] [fucked in the woods] [teratophile] [monstrous strength]
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Our story finds a not-so-little Red Riding Hood skipping along a path in the woods. Her red hood over her head, her short cape flowing behind her, her hair tightly braided into braids. Her tits pushed up in a tight lacy corset, her thigh-high stockings held up by a garter belt over crotchless lacy panties to match. She might have a picnic basket filled with wolf-shaped toys, but that's not important.
Skipping through the woods, her ass jiggling under her cape, her tits threatening to pop out of her top, she sorely hopes the stories of a big bad wolf in the woods aren't true. She really hopes he's not part man, part beast, who preys on girls all alone in the woods. She definitely hopes that he isn't so hungry that he'll pounce on her and force himself upon her out here where no one could stop him. Grabbing her chest, she thinks to herself how awful that would be.
She hears a snap of a twig in the brush behind her, and her heart starts racing. Turning around fearfully, maybe too eagerly, she clutches her cape to herself. However, the action only causes more of her ass to be exposed to whatever is lurking in the bushes. As she starts to wonder if she only imagined the sound, a significant figure lunges out at her, and Red Riding Hood finds herself face to face with the big bad wolf.
The wolf man is bigger than she'd imagined and very hairy. Almost more animal than man, but with the wolf lurched over her heaving chest, definitely still very much man. With her arms pinned to the ground above her head, she starts to wonder if she might have been a little too adventurous coming out here. As she ponders if she can get out of this situation, the wolf brings his mouth down on her neck. She tenses as she feels his hot tongue on her soft skin. Any fear her mind felt, her body has a decidedly different reaction to the sensation.