The Truth About Wolfie and Little Red - Sex Stories

The Truth About Wolfie and Little Red

... nor question because, to me, nothing—absolutely nothing!--smells as good as a girl's butt. Cast me aside; exile me from the den; do what you must, but the fact is that to me, nothing smells better than girl-ass. As for those impostor storytellers, they say you should believe them because so many of them claim to be the wolf! But, don't ever trust them and I will tell you why: In all versions of Little Red Riding Hood, the wolf is either cut to pieces while or he is vanquished forever. So, how can a vanquished wolf tell the story? I am the only surviving and unvanquished wolfie and that is why you can believe me. Also--- IF --- If I had been that horrible and threatening then why has Little Red Riding Hood never told the story to the press, to the police, or to a publicist? If she had been devastated or endangered, wouldn't she have gone to one of those? The reason she didn't is because the mean things never happened. She was never threatened. Buttsniffing is hardly dangerous. When was the last time you heard of a girl being devastated by having her butt sniffed? Those are the reasons you should believe this version and tell it to your little girl before she goes to sl**p tonight instead of frightening her with an untrue version that will scare the bejesus out of her. Tell her this true version and, trust me, she will sl**p much better. Also tell her that if she runs across a wolfie not to worry or call in the hatchet men because the wolfie only wants to sniff her butt. What's the harm in that? I tried four different places to have this notarized for authenticity but they laughed me out of their offices and I have since given up. Woe is me! It isn't easy to be a wolf.