Another Red Riding Hood
Wolf was prowling quietly through the forest looking for something exciting or something tasty. He creeped through thicket and brush, jumped over moss-covered rocks, and sniffed occasionally at the air. This part of the woods was new to him, so his hopes of finding something exciting were high. As he rounded a particularly large tree he spotted her. His fine sense of smell told him everything he needed to know. But what he could see was bright red.
She kneeled in a nook between rocks, her face and body were completely obscured by a bright red cloak. Just behind her was a large woven basket. He could only guess that it might hold more interesting things. He crawled around to her rear, approaching soundlessly, and sat on his haunches directly beside the basket. He sniffed quickly inside and involuntarily sneezed. At the sound the girl leapt to her feet and turned around to face him in surprise. Something huge, grey, furry, and smiling with large fangs greeted her startled features. She leaned back against the rocks in fear. The smell of her adrenaline was thick on the air, and he drank it in eagerly. Slowly he stood up, then rose to his hind legs. He walked towards the girl, his upper lips curled upwards in a very toothy grin.
She didn't move, and strangely, the stink of fear disappeared from her. Still, he reached forward and hooked an edge of her hood, pushing it back. The girl had dark, red hair, very fine features. Unwavering green eyes watched him carefully, as full red lips pouted at his intrusions. Wolf was undaunted. He opened his mouth wide and flashed a jagged mouth capable of devouring a head whole. He curled his tongue amongst finger length teeth, his tail began to wag.
He stepped forward so he was standing over top of the girl. His paws moved down and pulled the cloak from her body. Underneath was a short dress of black velvet with white lace. Her very full breasts strained from the top, and for a moment she shivered. He could smell something like fear again, which spurred him in his actions.
One paw gripped her neck, and he slowly tasted her face with his outstretched tongue. The other paw hooked a claw between her breasts and tore quickly downwards through the dress. Shreds of cloth fell to the earth, and what remained parted, revealing she wore nothing under the dress. The girl shivered again, he could feel her quake in his grip. He turned her around, and leaned her over a handy rock.
Wolf pinned her back with one massive paw, and dribbling a little drool, sniffed down her backside. His snout found her already moist slit and he breathed deeply. Strange, he thought for a second, usually they start screaming by now. But this girl was already wet and had yet to make a single sound. His tongue lapped a few times at her pussy to make sure she was well prepared for him. His cock was already stirring to life, and it leaned heavily from his sheath. Precum trailed in a long thick strand from the tip and it gleamed in an angry red readiness.
At first wolf teased her with just the tip of it. Then gripping her shoulders firmly, he started to push it further inside her. It was at this intrusion that she finally started to make a sound. It started as an almost imperceptible hum, then it grew to a louder moan. His advances were slowed to a halt just short of fully burying it inside her. She was too tight yet. He grunted and hawed, and began to slide it back then forward. Like this he started to slowly fuck her hard from behind.
Each thrust pushed himself a little further in, rewarding his ears with a short gasp on the forward stroke, and a low moan on the back stroke. It wasn't long before his knot was meeting her lips, and he began to thrust in earnest. Thick saliva stringed from his tongue and burned hot against her back and neck. His thrusts rubbed her against the rock, and if not for the moss, she would have been scratched quite extensively. His claws dug hard into her shoulders, and his thick knot beat itself against her walls. Her moans became louder, developing into short screams, partly pleasure, partly pain. Slowly the knot worked it's way inside her, and he felt himself reaching orgasm. His hips worked harder at her stretched vagina and he leaned back, lifting her from the rock. She was suspended by the large, thick cock and his paws on her shoulders as she was bounced hard from his lap. With a loud howl, Wolf came inside this lucky find. She almost seemed passed out and her head hung almost limply. He gasped for breath, and slowly leaned forward, lowering her to the ground. He laid her on the ground, being careful of not putting too much stress on his knot. Wolf then lay down on top of her and decided to take a nap.
This bitch wasn't going anywhere, and it would be a little while before he could withdraw from her, anyways. He pinned her body beneath hers and closed his eyes for a nap.
It was some time later that Wolf woke up.
He slowly rose to four paws, and stretched his back, flicking his tail up and outwards. Shaking himself awake, he turned to look around him. The girl was gone and he was no longer in the forest. He was inside a structure of some kind. The walls looked earthen, and overtop ran a wooden roof, light came from a few oil lamps. And it was with rising horror that he felt the steel collar around his neck. Heard, then noticed the steel chain connecting the collar to a post driven into the floor in the middle of the room.
His senses were coming quickly alert and he smelled the girl. She stood in the doorway of an adjoining room, his eyes focused in anger, then fascination as he watched her.
The girl was completely naked and she stood in a large cauldron in the middle of the floor. Her hands waved, and she muttered unintelligle words under her breath. Slowly a white fluid came out of the cauldron. It was streaked with red, and rose to coat her body completely. The white fluid had a strange lustre about it, like polished metal and it covered her body like a second skin. She stepped out of the cauldron, and he could see it covered her feet as well, each toe coated individually. The white continued to grow over her body, only stopping short of her covering her face itself. Her hair was drawn back into a ponytail that emerged from a coating of white.
She gave a soft moan of pleasure and touched herself slowly. Her hands crept up her body, lingering at her breasts, and she leaned her head back letting go a slow, deep breath. She turned and walked towards Wolf.
He growled in warning and snapped his teeth at her.
"You silly wolf, you. You've made a wonderful mistake today." Her steps never faltered at his sounds of fury. "I'm a witch."
"If you're a good boy," She paused to slowly tickle her clitoris in front of him, "I won't have to hurt you. Much." Her laugh tinkled out, soft and short.
Wolf had had enough of this crazy bitch, and leapt forward to the edge of the chain. She had made the mistake of misjudging the distance. His jaws came just short of her neck, unfortunately. But he managed to get one of her breasts firmly between his teeth. He clamped his jaw down, and pulled back, trying to drag her closer. Instead of what should have been the taste of warm thrilling blood, he tasted something like tree sap. His teeth found purchase for a second, almost crushing her breast, then slipped free. Her breast fell from his mouth, and she gasped and moaned loudly. At least he had hurt her. Then he noticed her hand was buried deeply in her pussy, the other hand was squeezing her other breast hard. She was moaning in pleasure.
"Bad wolfy. I think you need to be taught a lesson."
She reached forward almost imperceptibly fast and touched his sheath for a second. Drops of the white fluid stuck to his fur. The drops connected, stretched out, they circled his balls in a white loop, then branched upwards and disappeared into his sheath. It was half amazement, half confusion, and then all pain as he watched. The bands of white pinched in quickly, causing him to double over. His penis reacted by growing hard, which made the pinching around it's base more apparent.
"It's my special formula. Tree saps, milkweed, and a few other magical ingredients. It protects me from your claws and teeth, and obeys my whims. Maybe I'll release you if you please me enough." She leaned in close, and scratched him behind his ear.
Reflexively, Wolf snapped at her hand. Again, his teeth were unable to pierce the coating. His jaw fell slack as the pain at his crotch momentarily increased. He whimpered and hung his head, laying on his side. The pressure at his privates lessened a little. And she sat on her ass in front of his snout. Her flower was before his face, detailed perfectly in white.
"Now be a good wolfy, and don't stop licking until I say so. And lick me hard. Bite my thigh. Hard." She leaned back, and lay down. Her hands gripped her breasts and began to pinch her nipples. "Now."
Any hesitation was removed by a gentle reminding pinch on his balls. His tongue extended and began to lick slowly at her. He remembered all her commands. Well, maybe he could have some revenge. It must bruise her still. He stopped licking momentarily and locked his jaws on her thigh, using all his might he bit her. His eyes spied her reaction hoping for some satisfaction. Her hands flew from her breasts, pulling her nipples with them. Her body convulsed then arched and she screamed in pleasure.
"Don't stare. Keep licking." His privates were pinched again in warning. His tongue found itself resuming action between her lips. Wolf licked hard and slow, constantly 'accidently' grazing or nipping with his teeth. It didn't help any, she seemed to get more pleasure.
In between loud moans she gasped a few words, "You found me, ohhhhh, just in, ahhhh, time", she screamed again, clenching her thighs around his muzzle. "I, ahh, ahh, got the last, ohhhhhh, ingredient, ahhhh, I needed! Now, uhhhhh, we can, uhhhh, have, " she screamed again, his back flopping against the ground. "Lots of fun." Her voice trailed off in a slow moan. Her hands went quickly to her nether region. And she pushed him away, burying her hands in her snatch.
He watched in amazement as she almost brutally rubbed her hands back and forth. Her finger and thumb gripped her white coated clit. Her legs spread widely, and she pulled slowly away. The white coating stretched slowly away from herself and she let it go, it snapped back into place audibly. She let out of a soft sigh, and pulled her hands back, relaxing on the ground.
"Now take me. Like this." Her hand wandered over his muzzle, and tapped his nose.
He could feel something strange at his crotch, and he watched intently. The white fluid was coating the entirety of his ballsac and cock. As it covered him completely, he felt it contract all around. Large nubbins and ribs grew from around it. After all this, he deserved at least this.
His lips curled back in pleasure and anticipation. He crawled forward and gripped her as hard as he could by the neck, squeezing hard. His other paw gripped her breast, pinching hard. She gasped shortly, flinging her head back, and then without hesitation or care he slammed himself fully into her. He began to hammer his knot into her, not caring about any possible damage to the bitch. For the first time in his life, a totally mindless, carnal, lust and pleasure overtook his actions. His paws fell from her neck, and began to flay her body, his claws trying to rake her through the lustrous coating. She was flung back and forth like a rag doll, her hands ended up gripping his fur, almost ripping it out, seeking some kind of anchor. Her voice started out in short gasps, and ended in a constant series of screams. His knot spread her and battered at her without pause. Because of the constant pressure the white stuff put on him, he felt an unusual staying power. the pleasure slowly built in him to new levels, and he plowed at her, alternating in ripping and pulling her body.
He found himself at the edge of his chain, and was slowly pulled by his own thrusts into a standing position. She hung, impaled by his huge wolf cock, and his paws fell to her ankles. The collar began to close off his throat, and he was giving her a wild ride that set her arms to flailing wildly. She had stopped screaming and was merely staring wild eyed at open space. Her mouth open in a silent scream, drool whipped from the edge of her lush lips.
He stood on tiptoe as an incredible orgasm overcame him. He pulled her by her ankles and attempted to rip her apart at the crotch. Her eyes rolled back in her sockets, and her head rolled back as her whole body shuddered once, twice, then relaxed in unconsciousness. His howl was choked off mid utterance by the collar, and he fell to the ground. His eyes felt droopy again, and without much thought he fell asleep again.
The sun was glaring painfully through cracks in the walls when he woke again. Below him was the girl. The white sap had ebbed off her, and pooled very stickily beneath them. He could see countless bruises on her body, and she shook slightly in her sleep. Even now, he could smell her constant arousal. For the first time he noticed her smell all over the small thatched cottage.
He considered eating her, but decided to wait. Maybe he could have some more fun like that.
And they lived happily ever after.