Adult fairy tale: Starting with social security black stockings Little Red Riding Hood!

""Roar!"

The giant wolf roared, its blood-red eyes full of madness.

It leaped into the air and rushed directly towards Rhodes.

Bang!

Rhodes swung a punch and hit the giant wolf's side face directly.

Just like being hit by a cannonball in the face, the giant wolf's side face was visibly distorted.

The cross necklace in Rhodes' hand burst into a holy light.

Sizzle!

The place where it touched the cross was like sulfuric acid.

The fur and flesh were corroded in an instant, revealing the eerie white bones.

The giant wolf flew out wailing, looking at Rhodes with unprecedented fear in his eyes.

The damage caused by this simple punch was even more terrifying than his previous shotgun face.

The giant wolf struggled to get up from the ground, and the side face corroded by the holy silver was hideous.

The werewolf's powerful vitality was useless at this moment.

"Is that all?"

"You really disappoint me a little bit."

Rhode's fist was wrapped with a cross, and he hit the wolf's head again and again like a tiger's knuckle.

In an instant, the werewolf, who was just fierce and brutal, lay on the ground as if dead.

His chest was gasping weakly, and he was already on the verge of death.

""Please, don't kill grandma!"

Little Red Riding Hood's pleading voice came from behind.

The beast in Rhode's eyes surged.

He pinched Little Red Riding Hood's neck with his backhand and lifted her up with one hand like a toy.

His violent eyes were filled with bloodthirsty beasts.

"Are you teaching me how to do things?"

Little Red Riding Hood was lifted up by the neck, her face full of pain.

But she still had a pleading look on her face.

She seemed to turn a blind eye to the giant wolf that her grandmother had turned into.

Looking at the innocent face with tears in her eyes, tears dripped down her cheeks into the unfathomable abyss.

The huge talent was like two plump coconuts, squeezed into a full shape that was about to overflow.

It was just like a balloon, making people want to squeeze it to burst.

Tear!

Sharp fingers gently scratched the red dress.

A tearing scratch spread from the chest to the lower abdomen.

Looking at the flawless skin as white as jade, the half ball without any cover.

The water snake waist under the corset was slender and powerful, but it was under pressure that it shouldn't have.

The desire and animality in Rhodes' heart reached an unprecedented level in an instant.

Wildness occupied the brain, and there was only one thought left.

Crush her!...

Little Red Riding Hood's body can be said to be a standard Western golden ratio figure.

She is slender, but her muscles are well-proportioned and full of beauty. She has a standard pear-shaped figure, with plump and upright headlights, a round and round tail, slightly fleshy thighs, and very slender calves.

In modern times, she would be a top supermodel sought after by thousands of people. With a height of 1.7 meters, her legs alone take up nearly a meter of length, which makes her look even more visually impactful than a 1.8-meter-tall woman.

Not to mention among women, even among men, she is not short.

But in front of a three-meter-tall werewolf, it is like the difference between a giant and a baby.

The picture of a big horse pulling a small cart reminds people of the classic scene of the Hulk and the Black Widow.

Rod, whose mind was filled with animality, held the head with long golden hair with one hand and pressed it against the wall.

Under the influence of animality, her body only knew to vent the restlessness in her heart without reservation.

Little Red Riding Hood, who was holding the wall with both hands, had a blank mind.

I don't know how long the endless destruction has passed.

The reason dominated by animality slowly cooled down.

Looking at the messy wooden house, Rhode couldn't help feeling helpless.

In the werewolf state, although he could maintain a certain degree of rationality, his bestiality and wildness would also be maintained in a relatively balanced state.

Once stimulated by the outside world, the balance would be broken.

His body would be controlled by the instinct of the beast.

He could control himself from killing, but the most instinctive desires and desires in his body could not be suppressed.

Perhaps, his body had a much higher demand than ordinary people in this regard.

After all, his physique was too strong.

Various hormones were secreted in excess, which made his body like a machine for producing desires.

There was a backlog of crazy needs every moment.

Under normal circumstances, it could be suppressed, but in the werewolf state, this bestial instinct would be magnified dozens of times.

Looking at the little red riding hood that was in a mess and fainted.

In addition to the pain on her face, there was also a satisfied and happy expression.

Rhode couldn't help feeling a little strange.

This kind of high-intensity pleasure would cost an ordinary person half his life even if he didn't die.

But this little red riding hood not only endured it perfectly for the first time, but also had a feeling of not being satisfied.

Are the people in this world so strong and sturdy?

Rhode couldn't help but think of the blonde in the hotel.

She rolled her eyes before she turned into a werewolf or even had enough fun.

So, it's not that the people in this world have strong endurance.

It's just that Little Red Riding Hood's body structure is different from that of ordinary people.

She is the only exception.

It's hard to imagine how strong tolerance and adaptability this seemingly fragile body has. She can withstand the impact of being a werewolf for the first time, which means there is still a lot of room for development.

If she is professionally developed and trained, she will be a perfect entertainment tool.