Little Red Riding Hood
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Little Red Riding Hood, 2002
By GSElvis
Once upon a time, there was a man named Ted. Ted lived in
Chicago, and had a wife and a job. Ted and his wife did not
get along. He was sterile, and she wanted children. When
they were married, they did not know each other that well.
As their marriage went along, they found they did not like
each other very much.
Ted's boss also did not like Ted very much. He thought Ted
was incompetent, and told Ted so. Ted's company was not
making very much money, and that made Ted worry about his
job.
All of these things made Ted very grumpy. If these things
were true about your life, you would be very grumpy, too.
One day, Ted lost his job. When Ted's boss fired him, Ted
told his boss what he thought of him. Ted would never work
for that company again.
When Ted went home and told his wife, his wife was very
angry. His wife told Ted that it was his fault he lost his
job. Ted yelled at her, and she yelled back. She threw him
out of the house. Ted packed a suitcase and left.
Ted needed to calm down. He drove to a park, and sat on a
bench surrounded by many trees. He cried and cried and
cried. There were other people in the park, but they stayed
away from Ted. Ted scared them.
Finally, a young teenage girl walked up to Ted. She asked,
"Are you alright, mister?" She was a very nice,
compassionate girl.
Ted looked up at her. For one moment, Ted stopped crying,
because she was the most beautiful girl he had ever seen.
She had the face of an angel, and eyes as blue as a
summer's ocean. Her hair was the color of golden rays of
sunshine. She wore a long red overcoat and little
schoolgirl shoes, and carried a picnic basket in her hands.
"No, I am not," Ted answered through his sobs. "I am very
sad. I lost my job, and my wife threw me out of the house."
"That is very sad," the girl agreed. "Life is very hard,
sometimes."
Ted nodded. "Yes, it is. You are very wise for such a young
person," he said. "What is your name?"
She smiled a wide, warm smile. "My name is Little Red
Riding Hood," she said. She curtsied and twirled, spinning
around so that Ted could see her beautiful red overcoat.
But Ted, being Ted, was not thinking about how pretty her
clothes were. He was picturing in his mind the body
underneath the overcoat--the silken skin and pretty young
breasts, the smooth feminine hips and the unspoiled
womanhood between her legs. Ted was not crying anymore, but
instead beginning to think some very nasty thoughts.
Ted smiled his first smile, but it was the smile of a
predator. He said, "You have a very pretty name, Little Red
Riding Hood, and you are a very pretty girl. Tell me, where
are you going?"
"I am on my way to visit my grandmother, on the North
Side." She held up her picnic basket. "I am bringing her
some fresh chocolate chip cookies, that I made myself."
Ted answered, "You are a very good-hearted girl. What is
your grandmother's name?"
She told him, and Ted was surprised that he knew the
grandmother, and where she lived. Ted had met the
grandmother through his job, and she was also a dear, sweet
lady. But knowing where Little Red Riding Hood was going
only encouraged Ted to think some more mean, mean thoughts.
"Well," said Ted, "you should be on your way. You don't
want grandmother to worry about you. But thank you for
stopping and asking about me." He grinned the toothy smile
of a wolf eyeing its prey.
Little Red Riding Hood blushed. She waved and said with a
happy voice, "Goodbye, then! Don't be sad, mister. Things
will be better. You will see!" Her eyes sparkled at him as
she turned and skipped away down the lane.
After she had gone, Ted muttered in a voice that mirrored
the blackness in his heart, "Yes, little girl. Thank you
for showing yourself to me. I now have a reason to live."
Ted ran to his car and drove as fast as he could to the
grandmother's apartment on the North Side. It was on the
second floor of a carriage house, behind some other houses
and away from the street.
Ted knocked hard on the door, then banged harder. No
answer. He banged again. No answer, again. Perfect, Ted
thought. It was just as he had hoped.
Ted looked over his shoulder, in case anyone else was
watching. Not seeing anyone, he put his shoulder into the
door, and it gave way.
Ted ran in and called, "Come out, come out wherever you
are!"
He looked around quickly, but did not see the grandmother.
It was a small apartment, only a kitchen and nook, a
bedroom and a bathroom. Grandmother was not at home.
In the bedroom, there was a wig on a Styrofoam mold, and a
long bed robe lying on top of the bed. Ted stripped off his
clothes and threw them into a closet, then wiggled the robe
over top of his head. Ted had trouble because he was much
bigger than grandmother, but he eventually got the robe on,
even though it only came down to his waist. Ted put the wig
on, and climbed into bed.
A few minutes later, Ted heard light footsteps come up the
outside stairs and into the outer room. A familiar voice
said, "Hello, grandma! It's me, Little Red Riding Hood!"
Ted answered in his best grandmother voice, "In here, dear!
I do not feel well."
Little Red Riding Hood came in, shining her beautiful
smile. But her smile went away as soon as she saw Ted in
her grandmother's bed, wearing her grandmother's wig.
"Oh, grandma," she exclaimed. "What is the matter?"
Ted drew up the covers to hide his face a little more. He
croaked, "I am ill, my child. Come closer, so that I can
see your lovely face."
Little Red Riding Hood walked over to the bed, and leaned
over with a concerned look on her face. "Oh, grandma, you
look terrible!"
Ted stayed quiet as she studied him with her amazing blue
eyes. She was starting to turn him on. He could feel a
woody building beneath grandmother's robe.
Finally, she said, "My, grandma, what big, bloodshot eyes
you have!"
Ted whispered in a high voice, "The better to see you with,
my dear."
Little Red Riding Hood continued, "And your teeth, grandma.
I did not know your dentures had fillings!"
Ted giggled. She was inches away from him, and he could not
resist her. He began to throw the covers off, and let his
male voice answer, "The better to bite you with, my dear!"
He put his feet on the floor and stood up, looming over
her.
Little Red Riding Hoods eyes went wide as saucers, and she
began to back away. In a thin, frightened voice, she said,
"Oh, grandma, what a big penis you have!"
Ted answered in a deep-throated, malicious growl, "The
better to fuck you with, my dear!" He took his first step
toward her.
Just then, a noise to the side made Ted freeze. It was the
sound of a shotgun being cocked. He turned to look.
Grandmother stood in the doorway to the bedroom, pointing a
12-gauge shotgun at his chest. "Hold it right there,
pervert!" she commanded. "Keep your hands off my
granddaughter's cookies."
On an impulse, Ted reached toward Little Red Riding Hood,
trying to pull her toward him to shield him from the gun.
But he never made it. Grandmother pulled the trigger, and
the force of the blast spun Ted against the wall. Little
Red Riding Hood screamed.
Ted slid down the wall, bleeding and gasping for air. He
pulled the wig off from his head, and tried to rip the robe
away from the wound in his chest.
Ted felt himself slipping away. Well, he thought, at least
I died with a hard-on.
THE END
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