Little Red Riding Prime

chapter 1

It was a beautiful sunny day when Optimus left his home in a quaint village, venturing out into the woods while carrying a basket of energon goodies he intended to deliver to his grandmother. She lived in a cottage past the dense woods near the outskirts of another village, and despite the numerous warnings he received from the villagers about wolves and the pleading to use the main road instead, he always ignored them and headed into the forest. The main road took too long to travel, and following a path in the woods was much quicker. He never had any problems with wolves in the past, and being such a tall and strong mech, he figured he could handle himself. He could only assume that the villagers viewed him as dainty and helpless because of the way he dressed. A long crimson cape, with a hood, was draped over his shoulders and flowed down to his pedes, and was tied with an elegant white ribbon. Silk, alabaster gloves covered his fingers, and the fabric wove up and over his elbows. His chassis was covered with a corset, a lighter shade of red, and held together with silk laces. A short, frilly skirt, matching the color of his corset with white lace frills, hung from his waist and covered a small portion of his thighs. White lace panties covered his groin and aft with matching garter belts that connected to his white stockings. Just because he chose an elegant form of clothing didn't mean he was a weakling, and he couldn't help but scoff as the villagers continued to yell out warnings to him as he disappeared into the thick woods.

While walking down the wide dirt path, he gazed up at the treetops and smiled as numerous birds sang under the morning sun. He stopped halfway down the path when the birds suddenly fell silent. This usually meant a predator was nearby, and although this had happened numerous times on his past walks, it always unnerved him. He continued walking while vigilantly looking around, only stopping when he came to a fork in the middle of the path. The right path was the quickest route, and the left was the longer one. He usually took the longer route because of the scenic beauty. Several streams ran along the path which led to a wide river with a bridge crossing over it and a waterfall spilling into a large pond. He often enjoyed stopping along the bridge and dipping his pedes into the crystal clear water, but with the birds still silent, he decided that the quickest path to his grandmother's cottage would be the best option. Just as he was about to turn right, he heard a loud rustling coming from some thick bushes, and he staggered back with a startled gasp as a wolf jumped out and onto the path. The wolf was shorter than him, had crimson optics and white faceplates, thick red fur, sharp claws and pedes, and a long, bushy tail that swished back and forth. The wolf's ears were long and pointed upward, twitching slightly while gazing him over with a predatory grin.

"Hey there...Little Red Riding Prime," the wolf sang while sauntering toward him. "You sure are looking good."

The wolf's claws reached out and grasped a portion of his skirt, trying to hike up the material and get a glimpse of his panties, causing him to dart back with an agitated growl. He whipped his basket at the wolf's helm, but the wolf jumped back with a husky chuckle.

"How do you know who I am?" Optimus growled.

"I've watched you travel through these woods many times to get to your grandmother's cottage," the wolf answered.

"You've been following me?" Optimus gasped.

"I only had your welfare in mind," the wolf replied. "The woods can be a dangerous place, especially for a pretty young thing like you. There are so many predators out here that would just love to...eat you up." He bowed before Optimus. "My name is Knock Out, and I would be honored to escort you the rest of the way."

Optimus snorted, "How kind of you. However, I must refuse. I can take care of myself."

"I insist," Knock Out pressured, jumping in front of Optimus and blocking the larger mech's path.

Optimus huffed in annoyance. He was suspicious of Knock Out's intentions, and he wasn't about to let the wolf escort him. Getting past Knock Out wasn't going to be easy either, and he would probably have to resort to violence, which he didn't want to happen. With Knock Out still blocking the right path, he turned away and proceeded to walk along the left path. Glancing back, he found that Knock Out was still watching him, but the wolf didn't follow after him. As Knock Out disappeared from view, he let out a sigh of relief and relaxed.

A few miles down, he noticed Knock Out was standing along the path edge, and his shoulders sagged a bit as he groaned in disbelief. Trying to keep himself collected, he walked on by as Knock Out held out a vibrant red rose, turning his helm away with a snort as the wolf tried to hand it to him. He continued walking along the path, and again, a few miles down, Knock Out was waiting for him, this time holding twelve more red roses. Yet again, he refused the flowers and continued walking on. The third time he spotted Knock Out, the wolf was holding twelve roses with dozens of lilies surrounding them. He refused the flowers again and walked on by, feeling a little guilty with the wolf's defeated expression. His shook his helm and tried to clear those thoughts away. He shouldn't have been feeling sorry for a wolf that obviously just wanted to get under his panties. Six more times, he walked past Knock Out and the growing bouquet of flowers. On the tenth time, he did stop, optics widening at the sight of Knock Out kneeling on the path, arms full of flowers, some of which were dropping to the ground from the wolf's strained grip.

"Those...are beautiful," Optimus admitted. "I suppose...I could take some...but only because my grandmother would love them."

Missing the wicked smirk on Knock Out's face, Optimus grabbed an armful of flowers, back turning as he struggled to keep the flowers from dropping. Letting the remaining flowers fall from his arms, Knock Out lunged forward and grabbed Optimus. Unprepared for the sneak attack, Optimus cried out and swung his arms, flying flowers flooding his vision as he was carried off into the woods. He gazed up at Knock Out in shock as the wolf effortlessly held him while running, one claw grasping his back while the other clung to his thighs. He never imagined such a small wolf could be so strong, and although he was fairly certain he could hold his own in a fight with the wolf, he was scared of striking out. With so many trees whipping around them, it would be easy to accidentally strike one, and the impact could break an arm or leg, and he couldn't afford to be helpless now. Panic raced through his processor as the path vanished from view.

"Release me!" Optimus yelled.