A pretty girl in red

The night is quiet as any autumn night in this suburb tends to be - that is talking in general terms. You feel conflicted, on the other hand your heart is just about to give out from running and the simple terror inside your core, but on the other hand you feel determined to save your friend - you can't let her die or even get railed by that wolf, actually neither, not in any order.

Too bad you are not a very tall person and in no way very athletic so you couldn't run all the way around the house to the front door even if there was a serial killer chasing you. You feel your knees wobble and the sudden realization that March must be so alone now takes over - you should've stayed, even if that meant that you would've both been **** into burger meat.

You just can't take it and stop here on the porch and cry in your hands: "Well that's a mood-killer. What's up?" You raise your head and see someone very unfamiliar to you: it's a cute blonde girl with a simple white dress and a big beautiful, but old-looking red cloak with a hood. "Y-you have to help me! It's all fucked! There's a big... fucking werewolf with a... foot long cock **** my friend... PLEASE! Call 911 or something! Shit, why didn't I do that?!"

You take your phone with shaky hands and manage to drop it and that's the last straw and you fall down and cry on the grass while the blonde looks at you kinda weirded out and for a good reason honestly. "Uhh, is this a prank? It's kinda stupid..." She says unsure, and your whole body feels so heavy: "March is going to die! You've gotta help!! W-wait... what the... y-you are the fucking Red Riding Hood girl! You fucking bitch!" You get it at last, she's the one behind this, she lured you in there to get ****!

You have a hard time thinking clearly and jump her, push her down and get a pretty good slap on her face as she seems very confussed: "What the hell are you..?" You see that she's not resisting and get another slap with some serious power in and she shuts up and goes limp with a hopless scream. You are not often very aggressive although you have those days when your brother drives you mad, this is still quite bad for you and for now you let her recover.

"T-that r-really hurt... W-what... did I-I ever do..?" She asks with a teary voice and her eyes pinpointed looking at you terrified - she is just lying, isn't she?! "You bitch! Do you realize that March will never be the same ever again? She will not forget getting **** by that thing! Her life is ruined because of you!" You want to hit her again, but she raises her hands over her face and pleads: "Nooo!! I don't know any March or any werewolf!! I was just here for the stupid p-photo hunt thing... They said I'd get free booze and dance and stuff... I just came here..."

You are sure she must be lying and look at her face which is red from those smacks you gave her - she is actually kind of cute and you feel even more conflicted: "B-but we found those letters you wrote, the ones you told us about the werewolf and how to hurt it... You remember, the ballbusting and you getting fucked by it all the time and... wait..." You realize that something is not right - didn't she become the wolf's bitch or something? "That's not right! I don't do stuff like that! I-I'm not even dating anyone... What werewolf? The one from the fairy tale? That's so fucking stupid..." She says holding back tears and you start feeling bad for her.

"Hey, what's the photo hunt about anyway? We went on it with March and the other girl and well, here I am." You look at her not believing it and she looks at you with a pout and feels her cheek: "You really need some help... I'll get a bruise from that..." She looks like she's about to cry again and you ask her quickly: "What's the photo hunt about!?" She looks at her hand to check if she's bleeding or something and answers bitterly: "I'll go hide and the first who gets a picture will get some prize, screw you fuckin' psycho! You were playing some other game 'cause I'm not even there yet, fucking dumbass!"

You feel bad and would totally hug her if she would calm down: "S-sorry, it's just that my friend is really in danger. I-I have to go..." You try to not trip on yourself as you rush to the door and find it closed of course: "Shit!"

"Hey, girl. I'm Paprika. Does that name ring any bells?" She seems to be calm enough and you try to cool down and tell her your name: "Pearl, but I really have to hurry." You remember there being a side door and try rushing there to save time, but Paprika is fast to grab your hand and look at you quite seriously: "Can I help? I think there must be some pervert in the house, right? I guess we are fine... just don't hit me again, it hurt..."

Well obviously it hurt and you still feel bad for it and run to the side door with her and slip inside the patio/dining room and find a game of Yahtzee concluding. "Goddamnit, Paprika you... get the hell out, you weren't supposed to be seen yet!" It's the dumbly hot Natasha Darlington and she seems to have played here for some weird reason. "Oh, sorry!" The hood girl bites her teeth and you two run to the basement door.

"Is it down there? That's so messed up..." She says and you couldn't agree more. "I'm sorry for hitting you... I'm really fucking sorry, it's just that the girl in the letters was behind all this and she had the same character as you..." You lift your hat and see that Paprika is actually smiling: "Come on... I already forgave you. And March is now priority number one, right? Uhh, should we take some weapons or something with us? Or just call the cops, I guess the latter sounds smarter, huh?"

She seems kind of clever and you like that a lot as you are currently panicking too much to think straight: "Oh, yeah... It's stupid, but in the letters they say that silver will hurt it, or I don't know..." You feel dumb, but she seems to understand and goes to the cabinet in the next room over where the kitchen is and takes some kitchen knifes and forks and such from there. "Come on take some, we are in a hurry! These are not silver, but whatever." She says and you go grab some of those and it's then that you see a pretty messed up thing in the living room.

"Don't stare dammit! It's just a game!" The one clown girl screams desperately as she's all naked and entangled with the tribal girl and one of the new girls with the fiery hair. "What even, I... just, wow." Paprika turns around and walks off as you just look at the sight in front of you. Two of the girls have dicks and Pri is so hung that you get a little wet from just looking at them, it's massive...

"Pearl! Come on we have to save your friend, remember?" Paprika yells and you mutter back: "B-but she has... a really big penis, didn't you see?" You might be drooling a little, and **** your eyes away as hooded girl peeks and turns bright red: "Holy... fuck..." She's so red that not even your friend could compare and it's actually kind of concerning. "Hey! New girl! If you want it, come and get it then!" Pri shouts and Paprika squirms and backs away slowly and turns to you with the widest eyes: "It's so big..."

You know it and hug her as you remember how it always helped March when she felt embarrassed - you hope that you can feel her soft warm boobies again. "W-wow, ok..." She is not a very good hugger, but you sure are and hug her petite but quite curvy body firmly. She has a nice and round butt and some firm boobs, but too bad her waist is a little wide so she looks rather average overall. It's her face that makes her really stand out. People say that you are really cute, but Paprika here must be a damn model by those standards.

"Shit, we have to hurry!" you feel dumb and take some forks and a knife and run downstairs: she takes a quick peek around the corner and follows you. Hopefully March is still in one solid piece.