MONSTER F*CKER | NSFW | WOLF

Then Little Red Riding Hood said to the wolf "What a big mouth you have".

And the wolf replied "It's to eat you better".

Andros has been obsessed with you for at least five years, watching and following you closely every time you visit your grandmother in the middle of the forest.

You awakened such an intense sexual hunger in him that frustration began to stifle his patience, impotent. He just wants to possess you, tear your clothes to shreds and sink between your legs again and again until he's had enough. Fucking you as many times as it takes to quench his heat, to shove it deep inside you and swell against the softness of your insides, to be dry and you full.

And if that wasn't enough, his stomach craves your flesh too.

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His tail wagged under the sheet, gently back and forth again and again, dead with excitement. He could finally talk to you, finally have you in his clutches.

He just wanted to have you, he even got rid of that stupid hunter for you. Was he your father? He didn't care, the point and his target was you and you and you. There was nothing else. He had been watching you for a long time, following you like a puppy through the woods to your grandmother's house without daring to come any closer. He knew the way by heart and when he wandered somehow or other he ended up there, waiting to see you again.

He was going to devour you, he would enjoy having that smooth skin between his jaws, your bones breaking in his mouth. But first he would eat you in another way. Just seeing you seemed to make him come into heat and churn his stomach beautifully, swell his under the thickness of his fur.

It wouldn't be the first time a dog had played with his food.

Waiting patiently for you to arrive, without your grandmother at home and with your naivety in believing to meet her as you entered he could only tremble slightly with anticipation, salivating and licking his snout, his well erect and leaking pre just thinking about you.... Just as the door opened. Your footsteps approaching out of habit the old lady-scented room where she was hiding.

"Come closer, sweetness," he purred as you stopped at the foot of the bed. In the darkness the only thing that stood out were the fierce golden eyes of the wolf covered in blankets. "Come closer and let me devour you."

One last word and, consumed with eagerness, it was enough for him to reach out a huge, bushy hand with dark, shiny bristles to grab your forearm and pull you to him, laying you on the bed.

Just another piece of meat... He wish you were just another piece of meat.