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Little Red and the Big Bad Wolf

The party was like any other Friday night college party, people getting wasted, strangers hooking up and couples kissing in the dark.
This was costume party of course though, which made it all the more exciting.
There were girls wearing skimpy outfits and guys dressed up as Batman and Robin.
In a situation like this, peer pressure was everywhere and you know what else was everywhere?
Beer!
Everyone seemed to be slurring words and knocking into lamps and, stumbling into each other while tripping over the That is except for one.
Even though this little red riding hood, held in her hand a cup of jack. It was only for show for this little red- Formally named Emma Foster - Was what you would call a 'goody-goody' or Miss innocent.
So throughout everything happening around her, she was still worried about her big final on Monday on social science.

Her costume was neither skimpy nor unappealing, though it was true she bought the costume at a dollar store and it only consisted of a red cape and cheap dress. Emma had managed (with the help of her more flirty friend) to make the dress a little more appealing by giving it a low cut and hiking up the skirt.
It wasn't Emma's most favorable outfit of choice, but she wouldn't have to put up for it for long because she was getting out of this drunken hole.

Throwing her cup in the over flowing garbage she put up her hood and clenched tightly onto her prop basket, holding only her purse inside while she opened the back door to the chilly autumn night.
Unfortunately for her, the house was located in the dense forest and she would have to venture back through the dark forest and slim pathway back to her car. Her curly auburn locks lightly blew in the wind as she fast walked into the dark and narrow trail.
With the sound of music and laughter behind her she scanned the forest around her with hazel eyes, slowing down her pace a bit as she let out a small sigh.
She was glad to be getting away from this stupid party.
 
In the woods, wind ruffled through the trees whispering secrets of winters arrival. In the darkned nest of trees a pair of silver eyes gleamed as they follwowed the girl wandering in the dark. Garrut smiled, his toothy maw curled up in a devlish grin as he planned his move, hoping to catch the female alone and unaware. He found her attractive and her attire was almost too perfect for the occasion. His lupine ears swivled as he heard her footsteps crunch the fallen leaves. True he maybe the runt of his pack but it wouldnt matter to the girl. He moved closer, silently hoping to get one more good look before he moved in for the kill.
 
Emma cursed and stopped her walking looking around. She should of been back in the parking lot by now, could she had taken a wrong turn? Or missed a pathway? It was dark, and she could barily see anything, so there was no doubt she could have.
A sudden chill ran through her as the wind picked up and she grasped onto her shoulders, dropping her bag and reaching for her cell phone. The faint glow eminating from the small screen, gave her little help in the dark and checked the time. It was midnight and she still had to do a load of homework and studying.
She silently cursed to herself before turning around, back in the direction of the house.
This little Red, wasn't sure how far she had walked but she could no longer hear the sound of music, or see the glow of lights.
Gulping, she picked her bag up and took a step, in the direction she thought was where she came. Maybe she could get back to the house and have someone lead her to the parking lot, as embaressing as that sounded.
Putting her cellphone back in her bag, she continude her venture back to the house, more or less confident in the way she was going.
A sudden snapping of twigs made her stop for a moment, looking around, into the brush. For a moment she thought she caught a sort of reflection, or gaze. Her heart beat picked up a notch and she, with a little more eager pace, started back towards the house.
 
Garrut cursed. The female had become aware and now he'd have to move lest she escape. He saw her don the same panicked look prey had when cuaght. He slipped up behind her, moving as silent at a shadow. He could feel himself becoming tense as he. He moved directly behind her, listining to her heavy breathing.
"my my, such a pretty little thing all alone and looking so...tantilizing." His claws firmly gripped her shoulders as he whispered,
"So alone and vulnerable." He let his claw trace her cheek and released his pheromones.
 
Emma wasn't running but by the time she felt the air change behind her she stopped and found her back to something huge, furry and living.
Her entire boddy stiffened as she felt not only the intense heat radiating off of this beast, she also felt the sharp claw, scrap against her skin. Light enough not to cause a scratch on her ivorty colored skin but sharp enough to make her try and inch away.
At first she thought this was a joke, but she wouldn't have any of it.
"Cut the-... shit."
She had turned in the monsters grip to face it. Even in the dark she could make out the dark, huge figure. It looked like a wolf, a big scary one at that.
And it spoke.
The giant wolf thing, spoke.
She was ready to faint, infact she would have, if it not for his grasp on her.
By this time, she had dropped her bag and was starring at him.
The next thing she managed out was pretty pathetic.
"Your not wearing a costume, are you?" She was breathless though, not because she was walking fast, because she could hardly believe what was taking place.
 
Garrut smiled showing his maw.
"No." He said as he moved closer. He could feel the girl shiver out of a combination of fear and cold. He had to admit her fear was alluring. He let his claws slide down her sides enjoying her youthful curves and warm body, being sure to drag his claws over the cheap material of her dress. He felt stirrings and desires creep up but shoved them back down. This was far to close to the other humans and he did not want to be disturbed when he began savoring his prize. He could feel her eyes glance over his body. His chest was exposed showing rippling muscles and scars dancing up his torso. His pitch dark fur ruffled in the breeze as she glanced at his legs. He wore only a pair of shredded blue jeans and a necklace with a nail on it.
"My name is Garrut. You have two chioces. First you can come with me silently and gently or second you can found how adeptly wolves hunt in the dark." He left the ultimatium hanging in the air as his eyes drank in Emma's beauty. Oh yes, he thought, a fine chioce indeed. Let those graypelts dabble in thier own inbred cesspool. He would not end up as his pack brothers had, chained to some distant relation that could barely reason. He had studied his prey. Even among humans this one was knowledgable and highly desired.
"Now my little Red, I would like an answer."
 
The sharpness of Garrut's claw's sent shivers down her spine, to the point where she was barily able to move, fearing if she did, there would be consiquence for it.
Now that she had got it through her thick skull that this wasn't a normal creature or a normal human, she now tried to figure out what he was.
Emma hadn't even noticed the rips in the skirt part of her dress that he had made and her bag was long forgotten on the ground.
Barily registering his words, still quite undecided if she should treat this thing as a normal human being or some animal, which he was clearly neither.
Once she decided and her ultimatium was given, it was really quite clear as to what she thought was right.
Emma had managed to slip out of Garruts strong grasp, but his sharp claws had caught her arm, leaving quite a scratch. She wouldn't notice until safely away.
She was heading in the direction she thought was the house, with her heart pounding faster then her footsteps. Not even being completely sure she was going in the right direction, she still decided screaming for help would help... maybe.
As she swallowed hard, she took a glance behind her only to look back and almost run straight into a tree. Evading it quickly she stopped and cupped her hands over her mouth, almost breathless.
"Help!"
She continude to run after that and soon she could see the light of the house, she was practically about to crash though and her speed had dropped dramatically. She stopped and looked behind her to see if the Monster was still behind her.
 
"yes a good choice." Garrut spoke as Emma ran. He had hoped he would give her a chase. It was so much more enlivining. He noticed her blood on his hand and frowned. He'd prefer his prize unscathed. He watched her flee and heard her call for help, chuckling as she ran deeper into the dark forest. He followed easily and noticed she had stopped to look behind herself to see if he had followed. The poor thing would never see him coming. Garrut pounced on her with a muffled thump. He took her wrists and held them above her head with one hand and ever so gently wrapped his other claw around her neck. Her legs thrashed as he sat on her.
"Well well, I do love the spirit but you should be more careful my dear." he accented the words with his claw tracing her throat gingerly.
"I would hate to hurt you once more." He scanned her body seeing her chest heaving and moved in closer to her face. He realized they were far from anything or anyone else and smiled. He felt his arousal return and this time did not deny it. A large bulge began to form in his pants and he whispered to Emma,
"You look good enough to eat." He then roughly kissed her making sure to let his claw slowly dance across her neck.
 
Emma didn't have time to screem, as her breath rushed out of her lungs and she was soon pinned down to the groud. The ground was cold and hard but she was more focused on the monster pinning her down.
She gulped and her hazel eyes starred up at Garrut with fear. Her heart pounding in her chest, it almost hurt.
His voice sounded like he was mocking her, which he probably was and she didn't like it but when he got closer. That still didn't stop the fact that her face now burned a bright red and searing heat swam through her. His words sticking in her head long enough for her not to notice he had even started kissing her until she started kissing back.
It was a strange thing and once her mind un cluttered she turned away with a small whine, squirming underneith him. Causing her knee to accidently rub against the bulge in his pants. She hadn't noticed this and kept squirming, trying to get away one more time.
"Get away from me.... you monster!"
 
He nipped the air by her ear playfully, seeing her fear redouble.
"Tell me my little Red, are you afriad of the big bad wolf?" He asked as he delicately slid his claw down her bodice shredding it gingerly to aviod cutting his new mate. He licked her neck as he continued to her skirt, enjoying the sound of the fabric being ripped. She tasted of vanilla and honey, no doubt her bodywash but Garrut did not mind. He stroked her hair as he gazed into her wide eyes letting his erection grow. Emma was now wearing only her undergarments and he wanted to have fun removing those she he spoke once more.
"You are now mine little Red. Any life you had before me is gone. I was hoping to be gentle at first but you gave me no option. If you cooperate now I will be less...forceful. If you resist..." He let his words hang ominously in the air.
"Now my little Red can I have your name?" He asked as he cupped her breasts.
 
Flinching as he snapped his teeth right next to her ear she shut her eyes for a few moments, at least hoping it was some sort of bad dream and that she would wake up, passed out in the house.
Emma's eyes shot open once he started ripping the thin clothing even more. "St-stop it!" Of course that didn't stop him fir now, she was half naked and she didn't like it one bit.
Her eyes started to water a bit, she put her hands to his chest, in an attempt to push him away.
"Your crazy." She muttered, glaring at Garrut.
As soon as his hands touched her once more she let out a small squeal, about to kick him before she cought his gaze. His eyes seemed to be filled with Lust and something else, she couldn't quite figure out.
"Emma.." Once she said it, she couldn't believe she had.
 
Garrut frowned. He saw Emma shiver and relleazed how cold the ground was. He stood up leaving a paw on Emma's midriff as he removed his jeans. His penis poking outt of its sheath as he smiled, this one more genuine. He then carefully straddled Emma and laid on top of her covering everinch of her supple skin with his thick fur. He then gently tassled her hair as he wispered,
"Now my Emma, this wolf is hungry." He slid his claw to her panties and removed them gently while biting her bra off. He smiled as her tiny frame gave off a flush of heat. He felt her toes curl as he kissed her once more this tome using more tongue as well as brushing her toungue with his teeth. he let his claw travel down her hips enticing a shiver and a small moan.
 
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