Hey there little red riding hood. Oh wait… Little blue riding hood? She couldn't be older than 19, though her colossal bouncing breasts could tell a different story. On such a slight form, they looked almost enough to eat her entire body. Forget the wolf, this little vixen enticed the fancy of a much sweeter hunter. She skipped through his territory, stopping to pick apples and smell the flowers. Her teeth sinking into the bright red fruit, lips getting juicy, tongue lashing slowly over her lips. Enough to make an innocent wonder against his morals. An eyebrow raised, he watches her from the darkness, sheltered by the thick foliage. When she bent over to take in the scent of the flowers, a different one called to him. Her perky tight ass called to him, ruffled blue and black panties just teased. Seeing her sweet ass wiggle to and fro, he knew one thing; she must be his. As she straightened up and wondered off, he moved opposite, following her with only the stream separating them.
 
Her basket swung up and down, mimicking the jump of her ample chest. Muffins in her hamper? That could only mean a visit. But the only one who lived this far out was the old one, not too loud, easy enough to remove, wouldn't put up too much of a struggle…
 
He gallops fast, forward towards the dingy cottage. On arrival he knocks, one twice thrice. The weakened voice, frail. Almost struck a guilty chord. But the mammoth erection being supported quickly silenced that conscience. Old lady or not, he was getting that tight little ass
 
``Is that you sweetie? You can come in. I'm not too up for opening the door.'' He looks to the sky. Good grief, the guilt. Back to the ground, the bulge uncontainable. With a quick glance to see if granny's sweetie was coming, he shot in the door.
 
``You're not my-'' Not fast enough lady. His hand is over her mouth before she can think. Arms constrained, he takes her out to the shed. Piles of wood he'd cut himself sat stacked neatly inside.
 
``Sorry ma'am, your granddaughter is just far too tasty for me to pass up. Enjoy your stay.'' Bound and gagged, he didn't much care if she did. He hurries back into her house, stripping the bed of the old person smell. As the bed was smoothed down, the knock came. Once twice thrice, they were one in the same.
 
``Asleep?'' He heard the voice seep through the door like honey, so sweet. The door crept open, a girl in blue sneaking in. Facing the door, she clicked it closed gently.
 
``Hello there my sweet.'' She jumped, pushing back against the door.
 
``Who.. What.. Who are you?'' She raised an eyebrow, sussing him out. Tall, golden brown… hair? Mane? Pointed ears, soft shiny slight fur, and as her eyes drift down they widen. Her mouth drops open slightly, a curse under her breath.
 
``What is it sweetie? Never seen something so big?'' He's cocky. She's shaking her head.
 
``…Where's my grandmother?'' She tears her eyes back to his.
 
He smirks. ``What does it matter? She's fine.'' The girl reaches for the door. He grasps her wrist. ``Oh no no no my dear, you're staying here.''
 
Her black curls swish into her face as she struggles against his grip. ``Let the fuck go.''
 
He gasps in mockery. ``Such pretty red lips shouldn't utter such filth.'' He smoothes his thumb softly over her bottom lip, licking his own. ``I'm sure you could put them to much better use.''
 
She snorts in disgust. ``I'm not that sort of girl.''
 
It's his turn to snort but as a stifled laugh. ``Come on now, dressed like that? Such a tiny skirt, those cute ruffled panties, your heaving breasts calling out to me. You know you want this in you.'' He grabs her hand and guides it down. She jolts as they make contact.
 
Her eyes grow wide once more. ``It's so hard.'' He smirks. His hand guides her head down, her cherry lips opening wide and taking in only a fraction of his massive cock.
 
``Well gee, you looked like you could take a lot more. Such a pity.'' He sighs, egging her on. She takes the shaft into her hand, pulling him off as her tongue lashed over the head. She popped her mouth off, licking up and down his monstrous cock, flicking her tongue and making him jolt.
 
He moans and pulls her back up to his level. Her satisfied grin makes him chuckle. ``You think that's all you have to do?'' He throws her down onto the clean sheets, jerking her hood and skirt off, not bothering to take the time to rid her of the other clothes. The black frills of her bra peaked out from the top of the low cut fabric barely covering her midriff. Her hands were held above her head with one hand as he pushed her legs apart with the other. He yanked her panties halfway up her thighs, pausing to look into her green eyes.
 
``Please! Don't do this, that thing will tear me apart! It's fucking huge!'' Just like her eyes. He smiles.
 
``Sorry sweetie. You had to bend over and smell the roses. You give me any pony who could resist?'' He plunges into her swiftly. She cried out in pleasure and pain. Her hands rose and struggled against his but his strength far exceeded hers. He was thrilled, pumping hard and fast into what was quite the snug cunt.
 
``Please! If you stop I won't- Ahh!'' He pounded into her, penetrating deep inside her.
 
``Won't.What?'' He pants, pushing harder and harder.
 
She takes a deep breath and thrusts her legs upward, sending him down to the end of the bed. She jumps on top of him, pinning his arms in the process.
 
``Oh kinky, I knew you were. I love it.'' He's looking up in anticipation. ``But I think you'll find you or I will need a hand to guide that.'' He motions down.
 
She laughs. ``I've got my hands in the right place.'' She pulls his up toward her face, sucking each finger one by one. He's getting restless, loving every second. Her mouth opens wider as she takes all his fingers in at the same time, moving quickly down to his elbows. The soft fur on his arms tickled her throat.
 
``What the fuck?!'' Her laugh was deep, her throat clenching tight around his hands. She merely winked as her mouth expanded and took his head in slowly. His ears twitched in her throat, making her splutter.
 
``Oouu yoo minb?'' She pulls his shoulders, repositioning herself and his. On her knees, She pulls him above her body, pulling him down into her mouth. Her throat molded around the figure of his face.
 
``Et me oooow'' His legs are moving violently, throwing a still rigid cock around with them. She attempted a smile around his chest, pulling him down until her lips touch his hips. As she goes to take more of him in, her swollen breasts get hit. His massive erection stands strong.
 
I can't eat that! It'll rip my throat! She stops to think but only for a moment. Both hands drift from his legs to her chin and up, wrapping around his rock hard appendage and moving quickly. The muffled yells turn to muffled moans as his legs stiffen and his muscles tense. She quickens her pace. It's only moments before he cums, spilling a mess over his legs. As his penis reduces, she forces it into her throat. It bulges out, her breasts bursting through her shirt and bra. They fight with her throat and massive stomach for size. She pulls his legs down hard, needing his fulfillment. The salty taste of his cum increases the flavor she loves so much.
 
As his feet slip into her mouth she smiles. ``Fucking delicious.'' She falls back off her knees onto her grandmother's pillow. Contentedly she rubs her swelled, bulging tummy. His movements are still hard, muffled questions coming from within.
 
``Oh, I should probably ask, where'd you put my gran?'' She pets the protruding mass. The muffled reply is inaudible.
 
``Oh well, matters not. More muffins for me.'' She giggles. ``Not that they'd fit.''