Halloween YCH Winner: Red Ridding Ray! (Patreon)

Prize for first place in the last YCH writing contest, just in time for Gnollvember!

Jean putting so much pressure that the shot was hot, fast, and lethal!

Ray’s Story:

“Mon petit loup! Where ees your cahstume?!” The holes cut in a sheet doubling as a ghost were enough to show some genuine consternation on the large hyena’s face. “Dude, I’m like, 25, I’m not wearing one to the party. And I’m not ‘loup’, I’m ‘shiba inu’.” Hearing neither protest, he just clicked his tongue and shook his head at me in disapproval.  I felt myself whisked away as he took me by the paw and rushed me to the delivery van he’d converted into his home. He opened the doors and began to dig around in a box. Bent over, I could now see that his “costume” didn’t include any other clothing. I had barely enough time to break my gaze and cover up my growing tent as he turned around and triumphantly held up a red sheet, “Mon petit loup sera le Petit Chaperon Rouge!”   He positioned the sheet over my head, produced some scissors to cut earholes, and pinned it under my chin. “I’m… Little Red Riding Hood?” He grinned proudly, “It ees good ahrony for a wolf, no?” My objection was cut off as his gaze was drawn to the noticeable boner in my pants. His grin turned devilish as he whisked me away by the paw again, this time a little roughly onto his bed.  Soon, my costume didn’t include any other clothing either, as they were torn up on the floor. As I lay on my back, exposed save for my hooded cloak, Jean rested his hefty weight on me and planted a sloppy kiss on my lips, forcing his huge tongue to wrestle against mine. As I felt his massive growing erection between my legs, I knew we’d be late for the Halloween party. But, this is the kind of “treat” I preferred anyways.