Rapunzel and Red Riding Hood (Futanari Erotica Fairy Tales) by Julie Law Page A

tower.
    She
also studied the latest magic The Enchantress started to teach her, finding it
easy to master, much like the ones she was taught about before.
    She
missed the older woman, her body and warmth, their lovemaking, but she faced
this like a test; Rapunzel needed to control her urges, the lustful need the
curse she was born with foisted on her body and mind.
    A
moment later her eyes wandered once again towards the red headed woman, and she
could feel her cock twitching with the strength of her desire.
    The
woman on the bed was strong, her body muscled and hard – Rapunzel had felt
those delicious hard edges when she dragged the woman into her room.
    She
was also tall.
    Rapunzel
could easily picture the woman’s legs in her mind, long and sinuous; the
redhead would twitch as Rapunzel kissed her way up them and then she would
spread them, slowly, hesitantly, and Rapunzel would assume her place between
her thighs …
    Rapunzel
shook her head again, trying to scrub those thoughts away.
    She
couldn’t think like that of a woman she had just met. She didn’t even know the
redhead’s name.
    A
walk! That was what she needed to do, to walk outside for a long time and let
her thoughts cool down.
    Rapunzel
didn’t care that it was night outside, the full moon shining in its entire
splendor. She needed to get away from the redhead woman before she did
something she would regret.
    She
was grabbing a coat from its resting place, hanging from her room’s wall, when
she heard a noise coming from the bed.
    Rapunzel
closed her eyes, her head dropping for a moment.
    Then
she straightened and put on a smile, turning around to face the other woman.
    The
redhead looked around confusedly for a bit, studying her surroundings and the
bed she rested in, before she focused on Rapunzel, gazing at her savior
interruptedly for the first time.
    They
eyed each other a little awkwardly, before the redhead hesitantly raised her
hand and waved at Rapunzel.
    The
redhead’s reaction, coupled with the look on her face, made Rapunzel giggle and
then laugh at the other woman.
    The
laughter was contagious and the redhead smiled in turn, part of her relieved
that she had been saved by someone who looked as innocent, and happy, as
Rapunzel did.
    “Hi.”
    Rapunzel
smiled and moved forward, sitting on the bed near the other woman. “How are you
feeling?”
    The
redhead paused, thinking about it for a moment. She remembered the pain, the
yellow of the wolf’s teeth, and the fear she had felt, but it was only that – a
memory.
    She
looked down and saw that her trousers were ripped where the wolf bit her, but
there was no wound, the flesh unblemished. She looked startled at the other
woman.
    Rapunzel
understood the other woman’s look. “I’ve healed you. It’s been a couple of
days, it wasn’t a deep cut.”
    “But
there’s not even a mark.” The redheaded woman replied.
    Rapunzel
bit her lower lip but then she raised her hand and let her magic infuse it. Her
skin lit up, shining brightly, bathing the redhead in white light.
    The
other woman opened her mouth and closed it without saying anything.
    She
could only watch as Rapunzel’s hand slowly lost its brightness and returned to
normal.
    “My
mother is a powerful practitioner of magic.” Rapunzel stated. “I am not nearly
as good a healer as she is, but a simple cut is easy to heal.”
    “Oh.”
    Suddenly
the redhead didn’t know what to think. The girl had healed her and cared for
her while she was unconscious, but she couldn’t simply forget her previous
experiences with magic and those that practice it.
    Rapunzel
realized the other woman was bothered about her use of magic. She slowly got up
from the bed and moved away, trying not to startle the woman.
    Her
mother had always told her there were those that feared magic and she wondered
if the redhead was one of those.
    The
redhead watched as Rapunzel moved away, and the deer-in-highlights look on the
blonde’s