Chapter 8

Grandma seemed extremely hungry, swallowing saliva with a gurgling sound. She grabbed Little Red Riding Hood as she walked by and said, “Little Red Riding Hood, don’t worry, grandma wants to play a game with you.” “What kind of game, grandma?” Little Red Riding Hood approached Grandma and noticed that there was a lot of fur on her body, and her appearance was completely different from before. Curious, Little Red Riding Hood heard grandma say to her, “It’s a very fun game that you’ve never played before.” “Really?” The girl asked excitedly, her round eyes shining eagerly as she looked at Grandma. “What game are we going to play, Grandma?” “Of course it’s true,” Grandma pointed to the neatly made bed nearby and said to Little Red Riding Hood, “Take off your clothes and lie down on the bed.” “With your hands, open your legs and reveal your little pussy, grandma wants to play a game of poking your tender pussy with a big stick.” The innocent girl did not doubt Grandma’s game. She obediently took off all her clothes and lay on the bed. She propped her white and tender thighs on her arms and easily spread them to the sides of her body. “Grandma, is it like this?” At this moment, the window was opened, and the hazy moonlight came in, brightening up the room. “Grandma” looked at Little Red Riding Hood lying on the bed, ready to be slaughtered, and her fangs unconsciously showed. After Little Red Riding Hood left, Mr. Wolf took a shortcut and arrived at Grandma’s house ahead of time. He tied up the poor grandma in the storage room and put on grandma’s clothes, transforming into the wolf grandma. “Yes, that’s right, Little Red Riding Hood, you’re such a clever child.” The wolf grandma’s face revealed a cunning smile. She lowered her head and buried her face between Little Red Riding Hood’s legs, spreading apart the plump, meaty labia. It’s so tender and beautiful. The girl’s flower bud bloomed in front of the wolf grandma, the pink petals trembled slightly due to the intense gaze, and the pink clitoris-like bean popped out. Below the flower bud is a little hole that will release lewd fluids, but it’s only slightly moist at the moment and not suitable for direct penetration. “Little Red Riding Hood, I want Mr. Wolf to help with this game.” The wolf grandma said and shouted, “Mr. Wolf!” out the window. Then, Mr. Wolf’s brother, who had been waiting outside the window, jumped in. He looked at Little Red Riding Hood and greeted her warmly, “Hello, Little Red Riding Hood, we meet again.” “Hello, Mr. Wolf.” Little Red Riding Hood struggled to spread her legs and could only give a simple greeting. She felt a bit embarrassed and apologized to Mr. Wolf, who forgave her. Mr. Wolf eagerly grabbed Little Red Riding Hood’s two swollen and pitiful breasts and said, “It’s perfect, I haven’t played enough this afternoon, I’m happy to help.” “That’s great.” Little Red Riding Hood said gratefully, and the next second, her two small breasts were grabbed by Mr. Wolf. The breasts perfectly filled the palm of his hand, the soft flesh was kneaded wantonly, and the tender nipples were no match for the rough skin, becoming hard after a few rubs. The rough palm made the breast itchy and numb, and the sensitive nipples felt intense pleasure. Every time they rubbed against them, the tingling sensation made Little Red tremble uncontrollably. “Oh, it feels so comfortable to have my breasts kneaded… Ah, ah, Mr. Wolf’s hands are so hot, I like it… I like it so much, ah, Little Red Riding Hood’s little pussy is getting wet… Grandma, ah, ah, ah…”