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over a year ago

By the time the train reached Carnoustie, Little Red Riding Fugy had forgotten all about his mother's warnings and that he was "straight". He was chattering gaily to the bisexual tattooed werewolf.

Fugy was seemingly oblivious to the way the werewolf stared at him when his red velvet panaloons revealed the red frilly thong he was wearing. He didn't even complain when the werewolf slid his hand up Little Red Riding Fugy's thigh and started stroking his manhood. He just closed his eyes and was soon sighing softly to himself with his head thrown back, dreaming of queen, country and his mothers favourite wooden spoons.

It was only when the werewolf slid his hands inside the pantaloons and began to draw little grunts from Little Red Riding Fugy's throat that He sat up Like....sorry....with a jerk and suggested to the werewolf that he might like to wait until they got to his grandmother's.

"What's at your grandmother's?" he asked huskily.

"A big surprise."

"You're a right little slut, aren't you?"

"I am with you, you vision of hirsute tattoeed loveliness. Are you sure that isn't a wig?.

"How very short and naïve he is!" thought the werewolf. Those pretty, pouting gnome like lips are just begging to be wrapped around my throbbing cock, drooling with anticipation he fixed his eyes on the inviting bulge in the front of Little Red Riding Fugy's pantaloons. Little Red Riding Fugy blushed................

Little Red Riding Fugy - The Final Chapter