Once upon a time there lived in a certain village a 16 year old country girl called Sarah, the prettiest creature who was ever seen.
She was a very beautiful girl with blond hair and blue eyes. For her age she looked very mature. She had a nice pair of breasts and smooth legs. She was the dream of all boys in town.
Her mother was excessively fond of her; and her grandmother doted on her still more. This good woman had a little red riding hood made for her. It suited the girl so extremely well that everybody called her Little Red Riding Hood.
One day her mother, having made some cakes, said to her, "Go, my dear, and see how your grandmother is doing, for I hear she has been very ill. Take her a cake, and this little pot of butter."
Sarah set out immediately to go to her grandmother, who lived in a small hut in the woods.
As she was going through the wood, she met with a wolf, who had a very great mind to eat her up, but he dared not, because of some woodcutters working nearby in the forest. He asked her where she was going. The poor child, who did not know that it was dangerous to stay and talk to a wolf, said to him, "I am going to see my grandmother and carry her a cake and a little pot of butter from my mother."
"Does she live far off?" said the wolf
"Oh I say," answered Sarah; "it is beyond that mill you see there, at the first house."
"Well," said the wolf, "and I'll go and see her too. I'll go this way and go you that, and we shall see who will be there first."
The wolf ran as fast as he could, taking the shortest path, and the little girl took a roundabout way, entertaining herself by gathering nuts, running after butterflies, and gathering bouquets of little flowers. It was not long before the wolf arrived at the old woman's house.
In the meantime Sarah came to a small well. "A well. That's great. I'm so thirsty." she thought to herself and drank some of the water.
But what she didn't know was that it was a magical well.
The magic immediately took over Sarah and she felt strange.