My "Delicious" Plan

I'm a ravenous wolf, having roamed this forest for days with an empty, growling stomach.
One day, Little Red Riding Hood, in her bright red hood, crossed my path. Spotting the tender girl, a devious plan took shape in my mind. I feigned weakness, and she, in her naivete, offered me food and told me about her sick grandmother.
As soon as she left, I rushed to the old woman's cottage. With a few fierce attacks, I overpowered the frail grandmother and swallowed her whole. Then, I donned her clothes and waited for Little Red in bed.
When she entered, I pounced on her without hesitation and gulped her down too. Just as I was licking my chops, savoring my meal, a thunderous bang shattered the silence.
The hunter burst through the door, his eyes scanning the room. His face hardened when he realized what had happened. Without wasting a second, he grabbed a large pair of shears from his belt. With a mighty effort, he cut open my bloated belly. First, the grandmother tumbled out, covered in wolf saliva but still alive, gasping for air. Then came Little Red Riding Hood, trembling with fear and shock.
The hunter quickly helped them to safety. As they recovered, the three of them stared at me with a mix of hatred and relief. But this is far from over. I'll bide my time, regain my strength, and when the moment is right, I'll return to claim what I think is mine.