Cindy looked out the window as she fastened the clasp of the red cloak around her neck. She saw her own reflection in the glass. It looked resigned. She stuck out her tongue at it and stepped away from the window. 

With a sigh, she ran her hands across the soft fabric of her bodysuit. It was tight and snug, stretching across her curves. Oh no, that was a mistake. The sensation made her shiver in pleasure. She lifted her hand and crossed her arms over her chest.

This was a silly game, she thought. Why couldn’t her grandmother walk the two hundred meters from her little cottage, and get her food herself? It was just ridiculous that Cindy should dress up and carry the big basket of bread, cheese, fruit and meat - not to mention the wine. Grandmother was fond of wine.

Cindy had other things to do, really. She had a job, for one thing, and her own life. Just because she'd agreed to live here and take care of her grandmother didn't mean everything had to revolve around the old woman.

That wasn't really the problem, was it. It was okay. She loved Grandmother. No, what annoyed her was the play-acting. The silly dress, and the basket. It made her look silly. Sexy, yes, but silly, as if she was role-playing a stupid fairytale. She was way too old for fairytales. 

I'm twenty-five, she'd whined to Grandmother, why do I need to wear this. Grandmother had just smiled indulgently. Oh honey, it makes you look so cute. So cute and pretty. Then Grandmother had run a hand down her front, lightly and quickly across her throat, chest and belly. The memory made Cindy shiver again.

She glanced out the window and froze. Something had moved out there. Something gray, furry, and ragged. She groaned and carefully brought her hands up to her mouth. Keep them up here, she told herself. Not... down there. 

Air wafted softly across her pussy and ass as she walked to the kitchen to fetch the basket. She shivered but kept walking. Oh, how she wished she could wear normal clothes, instead of this ridiculously tight bodysuit with its crotch open. She made a mental note to ask Grandmother about it. Again.

Okay, it was time to go. She went to the door and took her red cap from its hook. For a moment she glared at it, and then she put it on. There was nothing else she could do.

The compulsion gripped her instantly. Softly at first, and then stronger. She held herself still, in a moment of silent rebellion, before the cap’s compulsion overrode her mind. It always did. She’d tried to go out without it - and had stopped on the threshold, unable to move in any other way except to go back and get the cap. She’d tried to sneak out some other way - a window, the back door, the chimney. Okay, so the chimney hadn’t worked and hadn’t been a serious attempt, but - still. None of it worked. She had to wear the cap.

Now she was wearing it, and she could feel the pleasure flowing down from her head and through her body. Her pussy was already starting to smolder and her mind was - melting. Cindy fought the vapid smile spreading across her face. She fought, and lost, and giggled at herself.

She was dumbing down, she knew, and it felt absolutely amazing. She was turning into a bimbo. No - she was returning into a bimbo. Into the bimbo she was meant to be. She giggled again. So good to be a bimbo...

The final surge of pleasure made her eyes roll back. When she could see the room again she giggled again and quickly reached down to slide a finger along her slit. It was wet and hot and - yummy! She licked her finger clean, and then stepped out the door.

The door closed behind her, and she blinked. Little Bimbo Redcap walked along the path and for a few brief moments, she remembered Cindy. Cindy the boring, prudish young woman. Who worked so hard and thought so much. But she was back there, in the house, left behind. She wasn't here!

Little Bimbo Redcap giggled and started to skip along the path.

She was happy and horny and on her way to her grandmother with the old woman’s food. She loved to go to Grandmother! Loved being out here in the woods, in the dark dangerous woods, where anyone could hide behind a tree and wait for a cute, dumb, sexy girl...

That was the biggest danger in the forest, she knew. She was such a dumb, horny bimbo that any man could capture her. Capture her and fuck her, and the pleasure would overwhelm her and blow her mind apart, and leave her nothing but a dumb, drooling pussy-slut, good for nothing more than being fucked. Redcap shivered and pressed her legs together. She mustn't think about that! It was too hot...

A man stepped out from behind a tree. Redcap stopped and blinked. No, it wasn’t a man, she saw. It was a wolf walking on two legs. A big, bad wolf. She let her eyes slide down the gray fur and licked her lips. The wolf had a big cock, and it was hard already.

Redcap raised her chin and stared defiantly at the wolf. It would have worked better if she hadn't giggled, but the wolf stared back hungrily. She arched her back slightly, to give the wolf a better view of her big, round boobs. The wolf's jaw dropped open. Redcap moaned softly. Oh, how she hoped the wolf wasn’t planning to ravage her here, not even fifty meters from Grandmother’s cottage...

The wolf reached beneath its fur and took out a large, blue crystal on a gold chain from beneath its fur, Redcap squealed and shivered in pleasure. Oh no, the wolf was a hypnotist!

“Look here, girl.” The wolf growled in a very nice way, and Redcap swayed as it walked up to her and held out the crystal. Her eyes locked onto it instantly.

The crystal began to swing back and forth, back and forth. Redcap followed it in rapt fascination. She had to look away, she knew, or she would end up hypnotized by the big, bad, horny wolf. She would be hypnotized and completely helpless...

“You are so horny,” the wolf growled. “You need to be fucked so bad. You need me to fuck you.”

The wolf wasn’t a very good hypnotist, some part of Redcap’s dazed mind noted, not like some of them. Not that it mattered - she was just a dumb bimbo and she couldn’t resist hypnosis, no matter how clumsy it was.

“I need you to fuck me,” she whispered, and kept following the crystal back and forth. She was already drifting away. The familiar sensation of trance was swallowing her dumb bimbo mind and turning her into nothing but a helpless, obedient...

“You are my slave,” the wolf said.

“I am your slave,” Redcap agreed. It was true, she knew. It had always been true, and would always be true.

“You will do anything I tell you,” the wolf said.

“Yes,” she breathed.

The wolf lowered the crystal and Redcap felt a twinge of disappointment. She was already hypnotized enough, but she liked being hypnotized... She wanted the wolf to take her deeper, to keep swinging the crystal and talk to her until she was completely wrapped in his commands and suggestions, until she was nothing but a puppet for him.

It didn’t matter. She was hypnotized enough. Hypnotized and obedient.

“Put the basket down,” the wolf ordered. Redcap bent down gracefully and did so, making sure keep her legs and back straight, so her ass jutted out. The wolf noticed and walked around behind her. She remained bent over while the wolf ran its hands over her ass.

She bent her head back and moaned, and heard the wolf growling. It ran a hand down her thigh and back up the inside, to tease her pussy lips. It made her shudder in pleasure.

“Get down on all fours,” the wolf said. For a moment, Redcap wondered who he was - but the thought flittered away and disappeared into the soft fog of trance. She was hypnotized now, and she'd been a dumb bimbo to start with. She couldn’t think at all. She giggled happily and lowered her chest towards the ground, arching her back as much as she could.

The wolf was panting and grunting behind her, and then gripped her hips and positioned its cock between her legs. She mewled and shook her ass, and the wolf roared. It pulled her back, onto its cock.

Redcap screamed as a mini-orgasm coursed through her. Oh, she loved cock! She loved to be fucked! She needed to be fucked!

The wolf did have a nice, big cock, and as it pushed deeper into her pussy she lost track of everything else. Her hypnotized bimbo mind could barely track anything as it was, and with the big, hard shaft driving into her soft, warm wetness it shrank into a narrow point, with no space for anything but her pussy.

As the wolf began to fuck her, Redcap let herself drown in the pleasure. She was talking, maybe, or squealing and moaning and maybe shouting, but she wasn’t listening and barely noticed. It felt so good. It. Felt. So. Fucking. Good. She was cumming already, her pussy clenching around the wolf’s cock as it drove in and out of her. 

It moved in and out, in and out, and with each stroke, the pussy-pleasure surged through her tiny bimbo mind. It washed through her in waves, and each wave emptied her more. Her pussy opened as the hard shaft slid in, and then shut when it slid out. Her mind followed, opening and closing, and getting smaller each time. She tilted her head back and pressed her chest to the ground.

She was lost, she knew, lost to the wolf and its big cock, and soon she would vanish completely. When the wolf came, her mind would wink out and there would be nothing but pussy left... She would be nothing but pussy. Nothing but blank, obedient bimbo pussy.

“What is going on here?!” 

The voice startled Redcap out of her pleasure-trance and she cowered backwards. The movement brought her all the way back up on the wolf’s cock and she heard it moan. She moaned too.

An old gray-haired woman was standing a few meters away, glaring at them with her hands on her hips. 

“I wondered where you’d got to and decided to look around, and a good thing too.” The old woman shook her head and raised her right hand, shaking her cane. The movement caught Redcap’s eyes, and she blinked as her mind roused itself from the trance.

“Grandmother!” she gushed. “Help! The wolf is fucking me! It hypnotized me!”

“Don’t worry, honey,” the old woman said and reached down to pat Redcap’s head. She heard herself purr in response, and bent her head to lick her grandmother's hand. “I’ll just deal with this... wolf here.”

The wolf was trembling behind her, Redcap felt. It’s fingers were dug deeply into her ass cheeks, and trembling. It felt good, in a way. Not as good as its cock, which was still buried deep in her bimbo pussy. She pressed herself against the wolf, trying to get the cock deeper into herself. She sighed happily. Grandmother was here. Everything would be alright now.

“Well, mister,” Grandmother said, her voice sharp and cold. “What are you doing to my grand-daughter, eh? Do you think she’s your little sex toy?”

“N-no! I - I just wanted to fuck,” the wolf stammered. Redcap laughed under her breath. Ha! The wolf sounded scared. As it should be. Nobody toyed with her grandmother! She closed her eyes and clenched her bimbo pussy around the cock.

“Just wanted to fuck,” Grandmother said coldly. “And you hypnotized the poor girl too!”

Redcap felt a hand on her ass, stroking. She started to purr again.

“I can’t blame you,” Grandmother said, chuckling. “She is a hot little thing, isn’t she. Look at that ass. Yes, just look at it. So big and soft and juicy. And look at your cock, disappearing deep between those lovely thighs.”

Redcap shuddered as Grandmother’s words set off another mini-orgasm. Oh yes, she was hot. She was so hot...

“Uh...” the wolf said. It sounded dazed.

“But it was still very wrong of you to take advantage of a poor girl like that. Look at me!” Grandmother’s voice was firm now, and Redcap heard her snap her fingers.

“Look at me,” Grandmother said again, “and sleep!”

“Muh,” the wolf said. Its grip on Redcap’s ass faltered, and she felt its cock start to slide out. She mewled unhappily.

“Hush, honey. You’ll get yours later.” Grandmother squeezed her ass and Redcap sighed, happy again. She was still hypnotized, she realized. Hypnotized and obedient. What a good thing Grandmother was here.

“Open your eyes and look at me,” Grandmother commanded. “Look into my eyes.” She was talking to the wolf, Redcap realized. “You are hypnotized again,” the old woman said. “Deeply hypnotized, and helpless. Isn’t that right?”

“Yes,” the wolf said. Its voice was dull and flat now. It didn’t sound at all like the big bad wolf.

“Such a silly young man." Grandmother's voice was amused. "Redcap,” Grandmother continued, “stand up.”

“Yes Grandmother,” Redcap said. She sounded and felt as dull and flat as the wolf. They were both hypnotized now.

Grandmother walked over in front of her and shook her head. “Really, honey, this is very silly of you. If you’re going to end up hypnotized and fucked by every wolf you meet in the forest...” The old woman sighed, but then smiled. She put her hands on Redcap’s boobs and started kneading them softly.

The touch sent sparks of pleasure through Redcap’s mind and body. She swayed and stared blankly at her grandmother. It felt wonderful. She’d forgot how much she liked having her boobs touched...

“Well, you will come with me, both of you. I will teach that young wolf a lesson, teach him to prefer a mature pussy instead.” She paused and flicked her fingers across Redcap’s nipples. Redcap came, and felt her mind sink deeper into trance.

“Come to think of it, I think I will teach you the same lesson.” Redcap thought Grandmother was smirking, but she wasn’t sure. She wasn’t sure of anything anymore.

Grandmother leaned in, still kneading Redcap’s boobs and whispered in her ear.

“Such a good little bimbo,” she whispered. “Such a good, obedient little bimbo slut you are. You will come with me now, and we will give Cindy something hot to dream about tonight.”

Grandmother chuckled and drew back. “Get down on your knees, honey.”

“Yes Grandmother,” Redcap said, and obeyed. She knelt in front of her grandmother, who patted her head and then slowly lifted her dress.

Redcap gasped. Grandmother wasn’t wearing any panties, and so Redcap was face to face with her pussy. Grandmother's pussy. She couldn’t look away. Grandmother’s pussy glistened, with little drops of dew sliding along the lips. Grandmother was horny too, Redcap thought dreamily. She stared longingly at the pussy as Grandmother began to sway slowly back and forth.

“That’s right, honey. Stare at my pussy and sink back into your real trance. Sink for old Granny, eh? Sink and sleep, little bimbo Redcap. Sink deeper and sleep.”

Little Bimbo Redcap stared obediently at her grandmother’s pussy and sank into a much deeper trance. She felt her mind open up, open up and sink, and she knew she was being hypnotized again. She was being hypnotized, Redcap was being hypnotized and even Cindy was being hypnotized, deep down beneath the dumb, horny bimbo, and the hypnosis was spreading deeper and deeper into the depths of her mind.

Little Bimbo Cindy Redcap stared at her grandmother’s pussy and felt herself slide into mindlessness. Grandmother’s pussy was mesmerizing and brainwashing her, like it always did, and she stared at it obediently and let it happen.

“You will come with me,” Grandmother said, “and we will have fun with this hunk of a wolf, you and I. But first, you need to sleep and obey.” Grandmother snapped her fingers.

“I obey, Grandmother.” 

Little Bimbo Cindy Redcap leaned in to kiss her Mistress’ pussy as her mind dissolved into blank obedience.