Once upon a time lived a wood-cutter and his wife, who had one little eighteen year old girl that they cherished more than life. She was very pretty, with sweet blue eyes and golden hair; and she'd turn all the boys heads when she walked and her tits were quite a lovely pair. In the next village lived her aunt who was thirty years old, who loved her so much...
(A story by Bros. Grimm, slightly altered by Gatorman) I know . . . You've already heard the story of Little Red Riding-hood, when you were a little boy or girl yourself. Only remember: THAT story was translated to English from the German story compiled by the Brothers Grimm, along with a LOT of other similar German "Fairy Tales." When they compiled t...
*Author's Note* This is my first time trying to write a werewolf story. It is unedited. If you notice any errors, please let me know. Feedback is welcome. CHAPTER 1 The rain fell hard on the top of the car. She sat by the side of the road, looking out at the pouring rain. The wind rocked the car back and forth. She wasn't sure what she was going to do. The...
There was a time when the people of my village were safe. It was a long time in the past but the old ones spoke of it. It was hard to believe there had been a time when the wolf had not ruled my people. Since I was but a child, I had heard the stories of life before the wolf had come. They were like fairy tales in my village, told and retold but rarely belie...
The Hunter, with all his strength and masculinity, was now shaking in his pants. He grabbed Wolf's arm, moving him to the side while Red whimpered loudly. "We can't just take her. She's just a young, innocent girl." His eyes remained on her sweet puss. "She doesn't seem so innocent when she screams in ecstasy!" The Wolf's teeth were shining in the light....
Her flaming red hair tangles with the flowers and the wet green grass of the forest. She arches her back as a wave of warm pleasure surges through her lithe young body. She isn't supposed to know about these things. She isn't supposed to do these things in the middle of the forest. She did what the Wolf told her to do. Go pick flowers. Smell the flowers. Sh...
Thanks to "Little Red Riding Hood" from the fairytale, of course, and my new friend of the same name from the Literotica chatroom. Red's mother looked at her oddly as she skipped out of the house. Her dress was now snug on her, with the skirt coming high on her thighs. Her newly sprouted breasts were also noticeable. She decided she'd make her eighteen yea...
Lying in bed is such a wonderful activity to do on the weekend. Just knowing that I don’t have to go to work has me smiling inside. Master nudges me to turn over which I obey instantly. “Maybe I was snoring and didn’t realize it.” I tell myself and doze off again. I find myself in the forest; wandering around for who knows what. After what seems like hours...
Joseph So what am I suppose to do with a half conscience female that I could barely be around without getting the hardest erection that I could possibly imagine? Take her home with me! So my next step was trying to figure out what to do with her while I was still in wolf form. I was going to have to change but I didn't have any clothes with me. Hey it isn't...
In a land far away and long. long ago there in a small village close by the great wood there lived a girl called Elaine. She lived with her step mother who was surprisingly, and against all the odds in a fairy tale, not wicked. Elaine, and many of the local woodcutters did notice however that her step mother had a wicked grin and equally wicked curves whic...