Red Ridding Hood - Deux
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Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
3
Views:
20,398
Reviews:
6
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Part 1
Red Ridding Hood - Duex
Disclaimer -
I don\'t own any of the characters listed, so shut your farce up and go outside to play.
With that said and done, on with the show.
_____________________________________________
Red Ridding Hood - Duex
Part 1
AJ Angelique
A long time ago, when the French monarchy was in power and Euopre still had wild woods, there lived a youing maiden in one of the many quant towns. Five feet and five inches tall with a slender yet supple body, she had fair flawless ebony skin, shoulder length Auburn that ended in curls and bright watery blue eyes fanned by thick black lashes. Everyone in town loved her for not only her beauty; but her quite disposition, gentle nature and kind heart. When she was younger, her grandmother in the forest fashioned for her a cloak with a red hood which she always wore when she went out. Hence forth, she was know as Red Ridding Hood, or Red for short.
One day, when she was of marrying age, Red came in from her chores to find her mother filling a basket with food and \"fine drink\".
\"Red, I want you to take this basket and give it your grandmother. I heard that she\'s become ill quite recently and these will help to cure her ailments. Sadly, I can\'t go myself,\" her mother said quite sadly.
\"Yes mother, I haven\'t seen Grandmother in quite sometime and I have been missing her so,\" Red said as she took the basket off the table with both hands.
\"That\'s a good girl. Now, I want you to stay on the road and don\'t talk to strangers. The others say wolves and bandits roam the woods. Keep your head and get there in one peice, without those items Grandmother won\'t get better and may surely die,\" her mother said.
\"Yes mother,\" Red said and clutched the basket to her chest.
\"Good, if you leave now you may get there before the dark and be sure to stay the night for your own safety and to keep your Grandmother company,\" mother said, more kindly this time. Red was so excited by this final request that all she could was nod and hurried out the door. The moment that she was gone though, the woodcutter came out from the room that Red and her mother \"shared\".
\"Is she gone?\" he asked as he wrapped his arms around the mother and began to feel her up, thus producing quite pleasurable feelings and light husky moans.
\"Yes, and she won\'t be back till after the dawn,\" mother said as she rested her head against his ever so manly chest.
\"Good,\" he said huskily, scooped her up in his arms and carried her off to the bed. It was apparent that the two weren\'t going to leave anytime soon...
* * *
At the same time, Red had just left the town and began to quicken her pace as her heart felt light with happiness over the aspect of not only seeing her Grandmother but to stay the night with her as well. Red hummed a happy tune as she kept a firm hold on the basket handle, making sure that nothing inside was disturbed or ruined. Needless to say, her humming was attracting the attention of many a woodland creature and it wasn\'t long before the birds began to sing with her. Red smiled happily at this as she stopped and gave them a little curtsy out of thanks when suddenly...
\"Excuse me miss,\" came a gruff sounding voice. Red gave a startled gasp and whirled around as the birds ceased their songs and flew off. On the other side of the road, Red saw what looked to be an oversized tawny brown wolf with deep brown eyes. He was laying down as most wolves do on the ground, his body mostly in the shade of some nearby trees and it looked as if he had been disturbed from a peacfull sleep.
\"Y...yes?\" Red asked quite timidly as she clutched the basket handle with both her hands. She knew little about wolves, but no one ever told her about talking wolves before. So, it was reasoable to say that she didn\'t know what to expect and she was quite frighten of the aspects that he may turn out to be like the man eaters she heard so much about. The wolf took one look at the frightened young woman and chuckled as his situated himself to see her better.
\"Calm yourself lass, I don\'t want to hurt thee...unless, ye are a rude one,\" he said, the last part with an errie look that sent a shiver up Red\'s spine and she propmtly curtsied to him.
\"That\'s a good girl. Now, would you be kind enough to tell me where you are going with a basket full of fine food?\" the wolf asked, his mouth watering as he could smell the food and drink in the basket.
\"I\'m taking some food and spirits to my grandmother in the woods. She\'s become ill recently and mother says that these will help her to get better,\" Red said very polietly yet still nervous.
\"I see, you wouldn\'t mean the house in the thicket by the creak per chance?\" the wolf asked.
\"Why yes,\" Red said, astounded.
\"I am sorry to hear about your Grandmother and I whole heartfully wish that she gets well soon. As to the basket, won\'t you think she\'ll enjoy it much more with a small bundle of fresh flowers?\" he asked.
\"Yes, they would cheer her up ever so much. Thank you Missour Wolf,\" Red said with a curtsy and went on ahead, knowing full well of all a feild with flowers. The wolf smiled and waited for her to be out of sight before he got up and hurried over to the cottage as fast as his paws could carry him. Yet the moment he reached the house, he got off his front paws stood upright on his hind legs. He then cleared his voice and knocked on the door.
\"Yes? Who is it?\" asked a creacky female voice.
\"It is I grandmother, I\'ve brought you food and spirits to help you get better,\" the wolf said in his best imitation of Red\'s voice.
\"Red? I am so glad to hear you child. Just pull the peg and the latch will lift itself. The wolf did as he was told and the moment the latch was open, he swung open the door and attacked the old woman as she laid in bed. He first tore through her throat with his long sharp pearl white teeth, cutting off her only meaning of crying out for help. Grandmother gasped as her eyes opened wide and stared up at the ceiling in shock and horror at the realization of being tricked. Yet when she tried to scream, all she could make was a sickening gurgeling noise as her own blood spilled down windwind pipe and into her lungs.
He allowed her to drown in her own blood before her took her head with his front paws and moved her head in such a way that her neck snapped. The moment her heard that pop noise was the moment that her life ended. He slowly released his teeth from her neck but her dying heart still proceeded to pump blood from the wound. He cursed under his breath as the red fluid spilled onto the bedsheets and forever stained them.
The wolf jumped off the bed and carried the old woman\'s body over to the kitchen counter as he proceeded to run off some of the blood into a wine bottle which he placed in a table. He then drained the rest of the blood into some buckets which were dumped in the vegitable garden and cleaned in the brooke. Quckily, he tore the meat off the bones and placed a good deal into the cooking pot over the allready lit fire as the rest was hung up to dry. The bones were then discarded out the kitchen window to collect in the bone barrel. The wolf then collected the bed sheets and used them to clean the walls up as best he could before he tossed them in the fire.
Finally, the wolf took the old woman\'s bed cloths and placed them over his large frame. Looking himself over once in the full length mirror, he pulled back the bed covers and waited for the rest of his meal to arrive.
TBC
Disclaimer -
I don\'t own any of the characters listed, so shut your farce up and go outside to play.
With that said and done, on with the show.
_____________________________________________
Red Ridding Hood - Duex
Part 1
AJ Angelique
A long time ago, when the French monarchy was in power and Euopre still had wild woods, there lived a youing maiden in one of the many quant towns. Five feet and five inches tall with a slender yet supple body, she had fair flawless ebony skin, shoulder length Auburn that ended in curls and bright watery blue eyes fanned by thick black lashes. Everyone in town loved her for not only her beauty; but her quite disposition, gentle nature and kind heart. When she was younger, her grandmother in the forest fashioned for her a cloak with a red hood which she always wore when she went out. Hence forth, she was know as Red Ridding Hood, or Red for short.
One day, when she was of marrying age, Red came in from her chores to find her mother filling a basket with food and \"fine drink\".
\"Red, I want you to take this basket and give it your grandmother. I heard that she\'s become ill quite recently and these will help to cure her ailments. Sadly, I can\'t go myself,\" her mother said quite sadly.
\"Yes mother, I haven\'t seen Grandmother in quite sometime and I have been missing her so,\" Red said as she took the basket off the table with both hands.
\"That\'s a good girl. Now, I want you to stay on the road and don\'t talk to strangers. The others say wolves and bandits roam the woods. Keep your head and get there in one peice, without those items Grandmother won\'t get better and may surely die,\" her mother said.
\"Yes mother,\" Red said and clutched the basket to her chest.
\"Good, if you leave now you may get there before the dark and be sure to stay the night for your own safety and to keep your Grandmother company,\" mother said, more kindly this time. Red was so excited by this final request that all she could was nod and hurried out the door. The moment that she was gone though, the woodcutter came out from the room that Red and her mother \"shared\".
\"Is she gone?\" he asked as he wrapped his arms around the mother and began to feel her up, thus producing quite pleasurable feelings and light husky moans.
\"Yes, and she won\'t be back till after the dawn,\" mother said as she rested her head against his ever so manly chest.
\"Good,\" he said huskily, scooped her up in his arms and carried her off to the bed. It was apparent that the two weren\'t going to leave anytime soon...
* * *
At the same time, Red had just left the town and began to quicken her pace as her heart felt light with happiness over the aspect of not only seeing her Grandmother but to stay the night with her as well. Red hummed a happy tune as she kept a firm hold on the basket handle, making sure that nothing inside was disturbed or ruined. Needless to say, her humming was attracting the attention of many a woodland creature and it wasn\'t long before the birds began to sing with her. Red smiled happily at this as she stopped and gave them a little curtsy out of thanks when suddenly...
\"Excuse me miss,\" came a gruff sounding voice. Red gave a startled gasp and whirled around as the birds ceased their songs and flew off. On the other side of the road, Red saw what looked to be an oversized tawny brown wolf with deep brown eyes. He was laying down as most wolves do on the ground, his body mostly in the shade of some nearby trees and it looked as if he had been disturbed from a peacfull sleep.
\"Y...yes?\" Red asked quite timidly as she clutched the basket handle with both her hands. She knew little about wolves, but no one ever told her about talking wolves before. So, it was reasoable to say that she didn\'t know what to expect and she was quite frighten of the aspects that he may turn out to be like the man eaters she heard so much about. The wolf took one look at the frightened young woman and chuckled as his situated himself to see her better.
\"Calm yourself lass, I don\'t want to hurt thee...unless, ye are a rude one,\" he said, the last part with an errie look that sent a shiver up Red\'s spine and she propmtly curtsied to him.
\"That\'s a good girl. Now, would you be kind enough to tell me where you are going with a basket full of fine food?\" the wolf asked, his mouth watering as he could smell the food and drink in the basket.
\"I\'m taking some food and spirits to my grandmother in the woods. She\'s become ill recently and mother says that these will help her to get better,\" Red said very polietly yet still nervous.
\"I see, you wouldn\'t mean the house in the thicket by the creak per chance?\" the wolf asked.
\"Why yes,\" Red said, astounded.
\"I am sorry to hear about your Grandmother and I whole heartfully wish that she gets well soon. As to the basket, won\'t you think she\'ll enjoy it much more with a small bundle of fresh flowers?\" he asked.
\"Yes, they would cheer her up ever so much. Thank you Missour Wolf,\" Red said with a curtsy and went on ahead, knowing full well of all a feild with flowers. The wolf smiled and waited for her to be out of sight before he got up and hurried over to the cottage as fast as his paws could carry him. Yet the moment he reached the house, he got off his front paws stood upright on his hind legs. He then cleared his voice and knocked on the door.
\"Yes? Who is it?\" asked a creacky female voice.
\"It is I grandmother, I\'ve brought you food and spirits to help you get better,\" the wolf said in his best imitation of Red\'s voice.
\"Red? I am so glad to hear you child. Just pull the peg and the latch will lift itself. The wolf did as he was told and the moment the latch was open, he swung open the door and attacked the old woman as she laid in bed. He first tore through her throat with his long sharp pearl white teeth, cutting off her only meaning of crying out for help. Grandmother gasped as her eyes opened wide and stared up at the ceiling in shock and horror at the realization of being tricked. Yet when she tried to scream, all she could make was a sickening gurgeling noise as her own blood spilled down windwind pipe and into her lungs.
He allowed her to drown in her own blood before her took her head with his front paws and moved her head in such a way that her neck snapped. The moment her heard that pop noise was the moment that her life ended. He slowly released his teeth from her neck but her dying heart still proceeded to pump blood from the wound. He cursed under his breath as the red fluid spilled onto the bedsheets and forever stained them.
The wolf jumped off the bed and carried the old woman\'s body over to the kitchen counter as he proceeded to run off some of the blood into a wine bottle which he placed in a table. He then drained the rest of the blood into some buckets which were dumped in the vegitable garden and cleaned in the brooke. Quckily, he tore the meat off the bones and placed a good deal into the cooking pot over the allready lit fire as the rest was hung up to dry. The bones were then discarded out the kitchen window to collect in the bone barrel. The wolf then collected the bed sheets and used them to clean the walls up as best he could before he tossed them in the fire.
Finally, the wolf took the old woman\'s bed cloths and placed them over his large frame. Looking himself over once in the full length mirror, he pulled back the bed covers and waited for the rest of his meal to arrive.
TBC