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A sign on the side of a building reads, “Welcome to the Pink Poodle, Springfield’s Finest Gentlemen’s Club”… And then we’re inside. It’s a cheesy, dark, noisy – BUSY – dive. Plenty of ‘gentlemen’ enjoying a drink whilst mostly naked woman dance (or writhe) on the stage and in a couple of cases, on the businessmen themselves.

We watch one woman in particular, spinning around a pole, upside down, legs spread wide with a g-string barely covering her crotch. Under the harsh flashing lights we can make out that she’s slim, clearly fit and healthy, with small but nicely shaped boobs. Her hair is a mix of blonde and pale blue, we can’t really make out her face because of the way she’s spinning around that pole.

Later, backstage – in a little dressing room. She’s a lot easier to see sits infront of a broken mirror wearing glasses and lights a cigarette. She’s not the most attractive girl we’ve seen. Slightly boyish, a little thick through the body. Her skin is very pale, her hair short and blue-blonde, under the mountain of make-up her features are fairly anonymous save for a try-hard-bad-girl-lipcurl.

She speaks with a strong Long Island accent, with a bit of a try-hard tone. At the end of each comment she twists her face/purses her lips, as if she thinks this makes her look ‘bad’, ‘cool’, or ‘edgy’.

“Hello. My name is Eliza. I’m 20 years old, I’m from GreatNeck, I work as an exotic dancer, and I’m here today because I want a dog to make me his bitch!”

We cut to another location, Eliza is now sitting on a bar stool in the currently empty club. A couple of cleaners are at work, but there are no customers. Eliza has showered and removed her make-up. Wearing a white towelling robe and looking a lot younger than she actually is. As she speaks we realise that she is isn’t the sharpest tool in the shed. But if you can't be the sharpest tool in the shed at least be the Hoe is her motto.

Tell us about your fantasies…

“I don’t really have fantasies, really.” She says, almost as if she’s trying to figure out what the word ‘fantasy’ means. “I just see nasty shit online and I want to try them.”

Cut to another thought, “I almost suck a dog at a batchelor party once after i agreed to suck some cocks for $500, all the guys were supposed to write their names on a piece of paper and put them in a hat, i was supposed to pick five but one at a time and suck each one in front of everyone until they came and then i'd pick the next one. Some small dicked prick to embarassed to expose themselves to the rest of the guys wrote the emotional support dog that was gifted to the groom, but he just wasn’t interested in my offerings i guess, so I just sucked the guys instead.”

Cut to another, “I don’t know if I’ll feel good about it or not, I just want to feel it. I don’t think about it much, but ever since I first saw a woman being fucked by a dog on my exboyfriends laptop, I’ve wanted to try it. They always look like it hurts, but in a really good way. I like that.”

So, the bigger the dog, the more fun you expect to have?

Eliza thinks about this, trying to figure out if it’s a trick question or a statement of the obvious. “Yeah. Yeah, I think so. I want to be fucked with a really big cock… A giant one, like a horse, or a donkey, or, like, a camel, or something… This show is only dogs though, right… You don’t do horses do you?”

Cut to Bernard’s Volksagen Passat Estate pulling up outside the club. Bernard getting out, heading to the rear of the car and opening it up… Then, after a brief pause, the impressive sight of his Great Dane, Dino, jumping out.

Bernard talks to the camera as Dino wanders around beside him. “This is Dino… He’s a 7 year old Great Dane…. And we’re still waiting to find a woman who can truly handle everything he has to offer…” He looks up at the sign for the Pink Poodle… “Maybe this is the kind of establishment we should have been coming to all along…”

Cut to Eliza in the club.

If we’re filming here, I presume your employer knows what you’re doing today?

“Yeah, I told him I was going to be on the show and he was like, begging, me to do it in the club, and to show the club off and all that. So make sure you get the sign in. I think he thinks it’ll improve business. No publicity is publicity and that. No, wait, all publicity is good publicity, is that it?”

Is this something you would like to do on-stage with a live crowd in here?

Eliza smiles, “Yeah, I think so. I’m an attention whore. I like it when everyone is looking at me.”

At that point Dino walks in, big feet sk**ding on the polished concrete floor, Bernard following at the other end of the leash. Eliza looks round and sees them coming toward her, a big genuine smile crosses her face. “Oh wow!” She gasps, “Biiiiig doggy!”

She gets off the chair and crouches down to welcome the huge a****l, stroking his head and neck. Leaning in close to him so that he can smell her face. He doesn’t lick her but his cold nose leaves a wet mark across her cheek.

She breaks away from Dino to complete her interview. The whole time she is talking to us she is looking at Dino, who sits patiently to her side, waiting to be called. Her nipples are erect and she’s breathing hard, although she’s trying not to show it.

Are you looking forward to a little doggy action then?

“Absolutely. I can’t wait. I just want his huge cock inside me…” She casts a sideway view at Dino, comments, “He is huge, isn’t he?” She looks to Bernard. “Is everything in proportion?”

Bernard responds dryly. “If everything were in proportion to his penis he’d have to be 10 feet tall!”

Eliza smiles but you can tell she didn’t get the joke.

What’s the biggest thing you’ve ever taken up there?

“I’ve been fisted a bit… I like that. Especially if my boyfriend is in a bad mood… “

Does your boyfriend know about this?

“What, today? With the dog? No, he doesn’t. He knows I want to do a dog, but he doesn’t know I’m here today.”

How do you think he will react when he finds out?

“He got pretty turned on when I told him I wanted to do it, so I think he’ll probably like it. If he doesn’t… Ah well, fuck ‘im!” She shrugs.

A few seconds later, Eliza is on the dancing podium/stage. No customers left in the club, just a few staff including a couple of her fellow dancers. The music is turned down so as not to upset Dino, but still loud enough to echo around the empty club.

The lights aren’t flashing anymore – just plain spots illuminating the raised stage. Our cameras are positioned infront and to the sides, almost at floor level. The stage and the lights mean that this will probably be one of our clearest viewing experiences in the entire series. We won’t miss a thing.

It’s not much of a strip routine as all she has to remove is her gown, but she gives it her all – a sensuous, almost seductive grind that allows us to see her pale flesh, her soft belly, and small but nicely formed breasts which are so firm that they barely need a bra to keep them under control, a completely waxed pussy. Turning around to twerk for us, showing us her back, and her wide bottom. Thick, but not fat, legs – and high heels (the only thing she is wearing other than nail-polish). When she performs that twerk, developing it into a full double-over bend, we can see her pussy pushing back between her thighs in graphic detail.

Altogether she’s no knock-out, but we have no doubt there are plenty of Springfields’s business community who would be happy to have her on their lap.

She beckons to Dino to join her on the stage and Bernard releases the b**st. Dino immediately bounds toward the naked young women, clumsily managing to get up the half dozen steps from floor to stage.

She crouches down to welcome him, and wastes no time getting to work on him – rubbing his belly and moving right to his sheath before taking hold of the shaft of his cock (that is still within the sheath).

She’s still writhing in time with the music, rubbing her small boobs against his side as she jerks his cock. Her nipples rubbing against his short hair as she jerks the dog to a full erection. Looking into camera, a filthy, dirty-girl teeth bared snarling smile.

The massive dane cock is growing in the sheath, and poking out of it. She can feel it growing in her hand, but when she angles her body backwards and to the side so that she can see under his belly she can’t keep the surprised look off her face. We can almost see her mouth the word, FUCK before she returns to her dirty-writhing dog-jerking dance.

When she figures he’s ready she gets to her feet and tries to turn her back on him, but he’s sniffing at her wet pussy, following her as she turns. She pushes his head away and manages to get her back to him, then bends forward and puts her hands on her knees – her ass stuck out behind her. The huge b**st’s head is level with her ass, his cold nose nuzzling between her butt cheeks, his big tongue exploring between her thighs – working that pussy. Tasting that honey-pot. The dancer gasping as the hot wet tongue drags between her pussy lips and over her clit.

She moans and gasps as he stands behind her, working her pussy with his tongue. Her trying to maintain her balance as his massive head pushes toward her snatch, between her thighs from behind. She’s reaching back to take a butt-cheek in each hand and spread them wide, hoping he’ll turn his attention to licking her asshole next…

“Mmmmmmm, nnnmmmmmm, mmmmmmnnnnn.“ She moans as his tongue thrashes her privates.

One of the low angle cameras has a perfect shot of her pussy lips being mashed by his tongue, the shiny pink insides glistening from the non-stop frenzy of licking.

She’s breathing hard, struggling to control herself, her legs shaking under the tonguey onslaught – gasping, holding her breath, then gasping again. Thighs straining, legs shaking, nipples as hard as bullets… Building… Building… And then he stops and walks away.

She collapses to her knees… “Nooooooooo” she complains. Her pretence of being a tough dirty girl is gone for the moment – now she’s just a girl who almost came, wanting to get there again.

Seeing her on her knees, Dino appears to have an idea of what to do with her. Heading back to this little white cock-sock, and positioning himself over her. She looks tiny on the floor under him, but her dirty-girl instinct is coming back. She takes her weight on her hands and straightens her legs, raising her ass into the air until it’s touching his belly. Putting her pussy at the perfect height…

The feel of her bottom on his belly is enough to send him into action. Pumping his big semi-erect cock at her from behind. He’s so big and she’s so petite that it’s a lumbering, difficult action and he’s got no idea of how to get his huge meat into her little hole.

She’s balancing on one hand now, reaching back between her thighs with the other to take hold of his hot cock. Steering it between her pussy lips – stuffing it in there. Her mouth wide open, breath held, staring at nothing as she concentrates on threading the most impossible needle… Then… Wham…

He feels her pussy all around his cock, and it’s game-on. He fucks her hard and fast – gripping her tightly and pounding into her with long, slow and very deliberate thrusts. It’s like watching a regular dogsex show but in slow-motion. She gasps and groans with each thrust.

It takes a few thrusts for her to remember her little ‘act’. Turning her face to the camera. With a smile at first, then a snarl and a pouting kiss. She mouths something to us, but all we can really make-out is “FUCK ME!”

But we don’t really care what she’s saying, and neither does Dino. All we care about is the sight of this young woman, so small under this big dog, desperately trying to keep her legs straight enough to keep her pussy at the right height for this big b**st to keep fucking… And Dino continues to hammer into that pussy.

From that low angle, looking up between her thighs, we can see with every thrust just how big, hot and fat his cock is. Especially in the middle of his shaft. It pulls halfway out, stretching her pussy, then slams back in with her wet pussy lips closing in around the narrow base where the knot is beginning to form. Over and over, making her gasp with each slow and deliberate thrust. She tries to keep looking mean and dirty, but he’s knocking the fight out of her. He’s trying to fuck her hard enough to force that ever-expanding knot of muscle into her – but it’s too big – he doesn’t know that, so he just keeps up the slow pounding.

The shaft in and out of her pussy, and the knot slamming up and grinding against her pussy lips and clit, over and over, is driving her steadily toward her second orgasm…

“Ooooh God… Fuuuuuuccckkk!“ She squeals as the heat builds up, her thighs shaking, her knees buckling. The dog’s cock bigger than she ever expected, and his thrusts deeper, and longer than she could have dreamed. He’s not put off by the noises she’s making – he doesn’t care a bit, he just likes the way she feels, all tight and hot around his massive meat.

She’s gasping and moaning with every thrust, her eyes watering, trying to look cool and in control – failing dismally. Everyone watching knows that the dog is in complete control. She’s just his fucktoy.

It’s so hard, so deep, so big… And she’s so into it… And she’s cumming… Her knees buckling as the orgasm shoots up her spine and through her belly. She collapses under the b**st, his massive cock slurping out of her pussy and bouncing up above. 10 inches long, as fat as her fist in the middle. Ugly, and squirting watery little jets of cum over her back and onto the back of her head.

She tries to recover on her hands and knees, but the orgasm is still rolling through her body, making her shiver and arch her back, spasming and bucking with pleasure. Eyes closed, a smile on her face that completely contradicts her bad girl act, she’s a young slut who loves cock for sure, but she’s no queen of sleeze. She’s just a dogslut.

She looks into the camera, remembering where she is, and tries to put on her strong face again. She tries to spit the words out but it’s half-hearted, more c***dish than slutty. “Did you like that? Was I what you wanted me to be?”

She catches her breath for a second, then tries again, this time a little more convincing in her act. “I’m your doggystyle slut… Just a dirty dirty little doggyfucking whore!”

All the time she’s talking that huge cock is still bouncing above her back, still squirting cum onto her shoulders and into her hair. She finally notices it, turns her head to the side and sees how close it is, then realises she can push her bad-girl act a little further.

Supporting herself on one hand, and running the fingers of the other over her pussy, soothing her stretched out cunt and rubbing her clit in little circles at the same time – she chasing the tip of the dog’s cock around with her mouth, catching it in her lips and then sucking the end into her mouth. Mmmmmmmm, then sucking more in. Eyes closed, leaning back, sucking a cock that’s almost as big as her mouth can take. She works the tip with her lips and tongue whilst she fingers her clit, then abandons her pussy so she can focus on the dog’s cock. Sitting almost completely upright, with her head still under the huge dane’s belly, she’s able to use her ‘balancing’ hand as well.

Two hands, one holding the base of the cock behind the knot, the other working the shaft, and her mouth wrapped around the last three inches of the cock, she’s sucking and stroking the b**sts big cock into her mouth. There’s a little smile to the corners of her mouth as she sucks, she’s clearly having fun.

After a minute she withdraws the cock from her mouth and turns to the camera to show that she has a pool of his jizz in there. She holds this pose for a couple of seconds to make sure we’ve seen what she’s got – then she makes a big show of swallowing it all, and showing us her empty mouth… She calls herself a “Dirty slut!”… Then, still holding the cock infront of her face, letting a jet of cum hit her open mouth, she asks, “Do you want me to do it again?”

She doesn’t wait for an answer, taking the big fat cock right back into her mouth and repeating the suck show. Pulling it out, showing off her shot of cum, and swallowing again. A big smile on her face… Then she’s back for a third go… But we’re not hanging around to watch. We’ve got all we need.

Fade back in on Eliza sitting on the edge of the stage. Dino is behind her catching his breath. Eliza’s tits and chest, neck and face and all glazed by runny dog spunk. She’s looking right into camera.

How was that?

“I don’t know… How was it? Was it filthy? Was I the dirtiest slut yet?” She snarls, back to trying to be that dirty slut.

We flash back to her sucking, open mouth, swallow cum routine and say she was close.

Will you be doing this again?

“I’ll keep doing it until I’m the queen slut of k9 fuckery!” She says, then “I want to travel the world sucking and fucking dogs in interesting new places…”

So you’re happy we came here today?

She pauses, gives the camera an extra snarly snarl, “Well, aren’t you happy you came here today?”

And seeing as we are quite happy we came here today, we take the opportunity to fade out on her slutty little face.

Update: Eliza no longer works at the club and we’ve been unable to track her down, although more videos of her having sex with two different dogs have recently surfaced online. Subpar video footage, apparently shot on an iPhone or similar, appears on screen – Eliza snarling as a Rottweiler pounds into her, her little titties jiggling and her gasping and moaning; then Eliza sucking on a Dalmatian’s cock, taking it deep, almost deep throating, before bringing it out of her mouth slowly and then showing us her mouth is full of cum… Which she swallows again with a satisfied, Aaaahhhhh!



We’re waiting for our next subject outside of the large grey and blue block that is Springfield University Hospital in South Springfield. A sign by the door we are focussed on reads. “MATERNITY UNIT”.

It’s a cold and rainy day and we can only just shoot outdoors with the occasional spot of rain hitting our camera.

A sliding door opens and she walks out, heading toward us – average height and build but with a large round belly stretching out the sweater she is wearing. She’s pretty in an unspectacular way, with long brunette hair tied back in a loose pony-tail.

She approaches us with a smile and gives us a double thumbs-up. “Good to go.” She says with a soft, educated home counties accent.

She looks down to make sure she hits her mark, then stopping at just the right place and smiling into camera she says, “Hello, my name’s Rachel Quinn, I’m 29, and I’m a data analyst from Springfield… And I am absolutely desperate to have sex with a dog.”

We cut to a montage of clips of her checking out baby-equipment at a large Mothercare store. Holding up clothes and smiling, handling strollers, looking at change tables, etc. She talks in voice-over the whole time.

“I’ve always been a fairly conservative girl… I’m the kind who prefers to wear a one-piece to the beach rather than a bikini. I’ve never done anything on camera, not even a cheeky nude… The wildest I ever get is leaving the lights on or not closing the curtains…”

She picks up a small cuddly toy – a soft Border Collie dog and shows it to camera with a slightly embarrassed look on her face, then sneaks a look under its belly and laughs at herself.

“I know how to have fun. I like sex… I’ve just never been a particularly demonstrative girl. I’m not ‘out there’, if you know what I mean… But I’d never even thought about doing this until I got pregnant… The cravings started very early, before I even knew I was. I was suddenly obsessed with giving my hubby blow-jobs and swallowing his cum… He’s been having the time of his life!”

We cut to footage of her at home, with husband, in the soon-to-be nursery. Painting the walls pink. They laugh and joke as Rachel continues to talk in voice-over.

“David is completely unaware of my cravings. He hasn’t a clue that when I’m sucking him, I’m thinking about other things. I couldn’t tell him, he wouldn’t approve, and I didn’t have any idea who else to talk to. I tried to discuss it with my Doctor, but I couldn’t say it out loud. So I applied for your show… I figured you guys talk to women like me all the time, so I wouldn’t get embarrassed or ashamed talking to you about it.”

Cut to vision of her standing by the entrance to a large area of parkland. Leaning on the fence, watching a few owners throwing sticks for their dogs. Continuing her voice-over… “Since I applied I’ve been looking everywhere. I’ve even started talking to randoms walking their dogs in the local park. I’ve made quite a few improper requests but I’ve had no luck yet. It’s horrible. I mean, I’m really, really, desperate. It’s like an itch I can’t scratch. It’s torture.”

And you’ve talked to your doctor about this?

We cut back to the footage of her walking out of the hospital and giving us the thumbs up sign… “Sort of, yes… “ And a few seconds later, her standing infront of the hospital. “I told her that I’m feeling very horny at the moment, and that I’m worried because my husband is quite ‘large’, and he’s a very vigorous lover… And I was worried that I might hurt the baby. She said that as long as he’s not too big, and doesn’t go too deep… There shouldn’t’ be any issue… So I hope you’re not pairing me off with a great dane!!” She laughs at the idea.

Cut to: Rachel opening the door of a small photography studio we’ve hired for the afternoon. There are various tripods and flash reflectors/screens placed around the room, plus a leather couch that has featured in a thousand family portraits over the last few years. Sitting infront of that couch, with a big snarling smile on his face, is Randall – everyone’s favourite pitbull. Behind him, on the couch, is his fast talking, sarcastic,cocky owner, Thomas.

Rachel lets a small smile cross her face when she sees Randall. “Oh, he’s not that big at all…” She says, reassuring herself as much as anything.

Thomas can’t resist, “Can’t say the same about you, can we?” He smirks, “How far along are you?”

“8 ½ months. Just 2 weeks to go!” Says Rachel as she sits on the couch, awkwardly lowering herself down, then leaning forward to rub Randall’s head and chin. She looks a little lost in thought. Her shoulders rounded and her arms tight to her sides.

So now that you’re here, with him… When you do this… Do you think it will be a one time deal, to satisfy a craving, or do you think it will be an ongoing part of your life?

Contemplating. “I honestly don’t know. I hope it’s just a craving I need to fulfil, because to be honest, as much as I want to do it, it disgusts me. I’m appalled that I want to do it, but I can’t get it out of my mind. I need it.”

Is it the sex you crave, or the a****l, or perhaps something else..?

Again, she takes a moment to consider her answer. Not so much trying to think of one, but rather trying to decide if she wants to share it with us. “Actually, it’s the cum… I want to do everything – but what I ‘need’ to do is to drink his sperm… I want it all.” She hides her face in her hands for a second, then looks up into camera. “I’m disgusting, right?”

Thomas answers before we have a chance to. “I certainly hope so, doll. I certainly hope so!”

That breaks the ice – Rachel appearing to loosen up a little.

Thomas looks to someone behind camera. “Can we get a move on. Poor Randall’s got blue-balls. I’ve been warming him up all week like we discussed. He’s going to go off like a firehose!”

Rachel looks from Thomas to Randall, to camera, all the while with a wistful little smile on her face.

Then she’s standing in the middle of the room, peeling her sweater off to reveal a seriously stretched white t-shirt. Beneath that we can already see the very full black bra. The sweater comes off next to reveal that bra and its contents in glorious detail. It’s a nice bra, and a nicer pair of boobs – swollen by late pregnancy hormones and ready to feed the soon-to-arrive infant.

Down go her black leggings, to reveal pink French panties. She peels them and we see a thick, dark, tuft of pubic hair, almost like a Hitler moustache. Well trimmed, a good waxing yesterday, she tells us – especially for the show. “I don’t mind being a pervert, but I’ll not be a messy pervert!” She says. Then she flips a shoulder strap off, twisted her bra around and unfastens it, throwing it onto the couch.

She stands there for a second. Not sure what to do, whether to cover up or what to cover up if she did. Big boobs with dark nipples, stretched tummy, but very nice shoulders and legs suggesting that she normally keeps herself in good condition. She’s breathing a little hard. The camera closes in on one of her boobs – catching a tiny drop of milk forming on one of the nipples.

Can Randall have some of that?

She looks down, gasps a little at the thought of it. Outrageous. Her baby milk for a dog? Then realises what else she’s about to give the dog and agrees.

She gets down to the floor and offers the boob to Randall – he’s not sure what to make of it, but soon starts licking at her flesh. She takes the boob in her hand, pinching the nipple, easing out more drops of milk, and Randall eagerly licks them up. She offers her other boob, squeezing milk out of that one too – and Randall licks that too. She gasps a little more as she feels his tongue – hot and wet as it is – working her sensitive nipples.

She’s loosening up, smiling and giggling as she offers him first one nipple, then the other, as she milks herself. Randall meanwhile is getting increasingly agitated, snuffling, licking, even nipping her her breasts. His front paws landing on her thighs, even on her round belly, as he tries to get a better angle at her boobs. She’s enjoying this – but it isn’t great tv… So we suggest that she moves onto some real action.

Suck or fuck?

“I better fuck him first,” she says, “because if I get his cock in my mouth it won’t do anything else!”

She looks around for a good position to be taken in – then shuffles around and positions herself so that she is leaning on the couch, taking her weight on her elbows, with her big boobs and stretched belly hanging down – arse in the air, pussy exposed between her slim thighs – begging for attention. Randall is already in a licky mood – and he immediately buries his face into the crack of her arse, licking the crack, her arsehole, and down the cleft to the bottom of her pussy. He tastes her pussy juice and goes nuts… She gasps as his tongue delves inside and he works along the crack, his cold nose between her pussy lips, and his tongue reaches down to the top of her pussy, and starts working her clit.

Before she can get any lasting pleasure from his tongue, Randall’s instincts kick in and he mounts her rear. He begins pumping his cock at her rear end right away – the tip soon rubbing against her inner thighs, her bum, then her pussy lips as he seeks the right spot…

Then, somewhere within a series of high speed pelvic thrusts, he’s suddenly in her pussy. She gasps as his hot, hard cock slides into her, then gasps again as a high speed, frantic fucking begins. The dog hammering into her pussy from behind. She bites her lip and suppresses the desire to squeal as he fucks her furiously.

His front paws are digging into her midriff, his chin on her back, hindpaws scr****g her calves and thighs as he tries to get even closer to her. Hard cock filling her pussy. She’s gritting her teeth, not smiling. He’s drooling on her back and grunting with each thrust. At first the grunting is cute and amusing, but as the fuck goes on it becomes almost annoying.

We move to the side angle to catch a perfect wide shot that shows her round boobs and round belly hanging down, and her round ass supporting this muscular mean looking little dog. He’s pounding hard and fast into her, and she’s taking everything he’s got – titties jiggling, teeth bared, a little moaning sound – somewhere between pain and disgust – clearly audible behind Randall’s annoying grunting and the wet slap-squash sound of his cock in her hungry cunt.

Randall suddenly stops, raising his head a little from her back and pushing his hindquarters extra hard against her. Rachel twists her face up, trying to control the pain as the dog’s big knot swells to full size and fills her pussy out the max. She still doesn’t speak… Just soaks it up silently – but her expression says it all. There’s pain, disgust, pleasure, perversion. She’s loving what she’s doing but she’s disgusted by it too.

“He’s cumming in her – look…” Says Thomas, pointing at Randall’s twitching rear end. The dog standing as still as he can, so the only thing we can see moving are his balls and arsehole as he squirts his seed into this willing slut. Meanwhile, she focusses on controlling her breathing.

You’ve got a dog ejaculating inside your pussy… How does that feel?

She turns her head to look into camera, a semi-blank expression on her face, and almost whispers, “It’s nice… It feels warm…” She pauses. “I really want to taste it though… I don’t want it all in my belly…”

“Not until she’s swallowed it anyway…” Jokes Thomas – and she smiles for the first time in a while.

She suddenly gasps a little as the dog shifts backwards, his knot half popping out of her pussy. Mouth open, eyes closed, taking little short gasps of air as she soaks up the pain and humiliation of having a dog’s cock in her body, on camera. It’s very quiet. Then…

A squelching, farting sound as the knot pulls free of her flesh. The ever reliable Charley, our young production assistant, jumps in from behind camera with a Champagne flute and places it under Rachel’s pussy just in time to catch the stream of dog-spunk that pours out as Randall pulls free. His fat cock flopping free. He stumbles backwards – ready to walk away but Rachel reaches back and grabs him by the collar and stops him leaving – she’s not finished with him yet.

As Charley continues to collect spunk from her pussy, Rachel moves around so that he head is behind Randall. She reaches under his belly and flips his big cock out between his hindlegs – then quickly takes it into her mouth, her eyes rolling back in pleasure as she closes her lips around it and tastes dog cum for the first time. She lets out a low moan of pleasure as months of pent-up frustration pours out of her body. She starts sucking on the hard cock, moving her mouth up and down the shaft, the tip in the back of her mouth. Little jets of cum still shooting out down the back of her throat, and her swallowing it all.

Meanwhile, Charley is running the rim of the glass along Rachel’s pussy lips gathering the last few drops. Rachel shivers as the cool glass runs over her sensitive skin, but never stops sucking on that glorious a****l meat.

We cut away to a shot of Charley holding the Champagne glass which is almost half-full of running cloudy dog-cum. She holds it slightly away from her, clearly not wanting to get too close.

When we return to Rachel she is holding Randall’s cock infront of her face, it’s already shrinking, but the tip still glistens, and she is flicking the tip of her tongue over it. Smiling for real now. Happy she’s here. Once the cock is too small to enjoy she leaves go and sits back to catch her breath… Then Charley leans in to hand over the glass. “And this… Is for you…” She says in her shy Scottish accent, as she hands the glass over to a very excited looking pregnant slut.

Rachel looks from the glass to the camera, right down the lens, then brings the glass to her mouth, slowly sniffs the contents, and smiles. There’s a long pause while she builds up the tension… Then she drinks it all into her mouth in one go, two big swallows to make sure nothing spills out. Tipping her head back, her mouth open, and tipping the glass upside down to let the last few drops drip down into her. Swallowing after each drop. Savouring every drip. Then breaking the moment by laughing out loud.

Afterwards, as she uses a towel to wipe sweat and cum from her face, Rachel says “That was everything I hoped it would be… And that Champagne glass was a great touch, it was amazing to drink dog cum and know it was from my own vagina!”

And the sex?

She thinks for a moment. “What can I say? I ‘almost’ came… Almost. It was very nice.”

No orgasm though, is that a disappointment?

“No, I’ve got a belly full of dog-cum, what more could a girl want?” She laughs to herself.

So you’ll do it again?

“You know what..? If I can figure out a way to get a couple of shots of that lovely salty cum without having to have the sex, or suck a cock, I’ll buy that stuff until I’m old and grey!”

How do you think your husband will feel about all of this?

Her smile begins to fade. “Oh, I suppose I’ll have to tell him before the show is on tv. I’m sure we’ll figure things out. I mean, it’s a pregnancy craving, isn’t it? It’s not like I can do anything about it, is it? He’ll be okay… I mean, he’s not going to leave us over something like that, is he?” She half laughs, but it’s not convincing.

Probably not… And everything else is ‘okay’?

Rachel rubs her hand around in a circle on her naked belly. “Yes, she slept through the whole thing.”

When she’s older, she’ll probably end up finding this on google… What will you tell her?

The half-smile leaves Rachel’s face completely as she thinks about this. There’s a long pause as what she’s just done sinks in… “I suppose… I’ll just have to deal with that… Later….”

We fade out on her very confused face.

Catch-up: Shots of an exhausted looking Rachel in a hospital bed holding a beautiful little baby girl. Husband beside her looking over the moon.

A caption appears on screen saying, “Rachel gave birth to a healthy baby-girl two days after we filmed her scene. David moved out of the family home two days after her episode was broadcast. Rachel says they are working through their problems. David says that he can’t live with a woman who sucks dog’s cocks.



We’re at Springfield's airport, waiting with the crowds for an incoming flight. It’s 09:50 and the arrivals board notes that the flight from Baton Rouge has already arrived.

We watch as various businessmen walk through the arrivals gate. Then a mother and her young son – not her. A couple of flight attendants – they turn and walk away from us – not them. Then the cutest young thing – a pretty teenager with a bright smile and long auburn hair flowing over her shoulders. Dressed casually, with a large leather handbag over her shoulder. Her jeans, t-shirt and leather jacket combo try to suggest that she’s rock-and-roll, but her face gives away that she’s pretending to be older than she is.

She smiles when she sees our camera and waves before heading over to us. She speaks in voice-over with a friendly, almost playful Cajun accent.

“My name is Hope Caruthers. I’m 18 years old, and I’m from Baton Rouge, Lousiana but currently living in Springfield.”

As she approaches, with that big toothy smile, we are so impressed with her looks that we drop into slow motion…

We’ve had some good-looking girls on the show already – a couple who you seriously wonder why they were even interested in dogs, but Hope is a different class. This is a genuinely cute girl.

We interview her outside the airport, standing next to the line of taxicabs, filming her with the triangular arches of the arrivals area behind her – looking very casual, occasionally sweeping long hair from her face. Relaxed, cute, young.

“I’ve always been a bit of a rebel… I never do what I’m told. My parents think I’m at school today, but I’d rather be here… Doing this… “ She says.

Tell us about your sex-life…

She smiles into camera, as if she’s contemplating how much to tell.

Then we’re in a taxi, heading out of the airport, briefly onto a busy road. Hope looking out of the window, talking to us without looking at the camera.

“I’ve only had five lovers. All of them were older men – experienced men. I like a man who knows what he’s doing.” She turns to face camera and can’t resist a wicked little grin. “I know what I’m doing.”

An exterior shot of the taxi arriving in the drop-off zone at the Holiday Inn, Springfield Airport. Hope climbing out, doing her best to look like the star she thinks she is. Flicking her hair over her shoulder again and heading inside.

“I think my mother is vaguely aware that I’m sexually active, but my father, he’s dumb-as-fuck and hasn’t got a clue. He still thinks I’m his little princess. He’s living in a dreamworld and I’m about to give him a big wake-up call!”

Walking along a quiet corridor, the sound of Hope’s footsteps on hard wearing carpet… Her voice hushed.

“I don’t really like dogs that much – I mean, they’re sexy, in a really dirty way, but I never used to fantasize about them or anything like that… Not until your show came on. After that – well, I just can’t think of anything more shocking to do. Everyone back home will freak out. I hope so anyway.”

Outside Room 217. Hope talking directly to the camera. Looking equal parts nervous and excited. A young woman about to have an adventure, a little girl scared of what might happen.

“Hello, my name’s Hope Caruthers, I’m 18 years old, and I want to be fucked – hard – by a big dog, I do!”

Inside room 217, sitting on the bed, we find short, fat gay Eddie, and his sleek, energetic Irish Setter, Paddy. Paddy is leaning against Eddie with tongue is hanging out, whilst Eddie is gently fondling the dog’s sheath – there’s already a little purple/pink lipstick showing.

“I’m Eddie… And this is Paddy. He’s 3 years old, and he’s bisexual, I’m 53, and I’m not!” He has that nasal Wisconson sort of accent, with the hint of gay fun.

They’re waiting.

He continues, “I’ve never been attracted to women in my life, but I love Paddy, and he certainly appeared to love having sex with a woman last time… So I’m looking forward, very much, to seeing him in action with another one of them. This will only be his second time.”

Then the door of the room opens a crack, then Hope’s pretty face peers around the corner. The sound of Paddy’s tail thrashing and wagging on the bed is audible. Hope smiles, “Hiya”.

She steps into the room and is immediately pounced on by Paddy, jumping to plant his front paws in her arms, she leans forward (weighed down by his weight on her arms), bringing her face close to his – and is immediately licked on the face. She lets the dog lick her chin, cheeks, closed mouth. Trying not to laugh. Then she lets go of his paws and straightens up and he circles her. “My, you’re a forward fella, aren’t you?” She laughs. “I don’t usually kiss on a first date!!” She laughs again.

We cut to footage of Hope removing her clothes and placing them at the foot of the bed. Paddy sits at the head of the bed beside Eddie, who continues to fondle his dog while it watches the girl’s every move. Paddy occasionally trying to pull away from Eddie – Eddie holding him in place by the sheath and his balls.

Hope continues to chat. “Sometimes I’m a little frightened of dogs, but not this one – he seems quite friendly… I was worried you might pair me up with a Rottweiler or a Great Dane or something.”

Her t-shirt comes off to reveal a pale slim body with a beautiful pair of 34C breasts, held in place by a shiny black bra. “I don’t know what I’m expecting really… I’d like him to have a good time, I’d like to have a good time… I hope he’s big, but er, not ‘too big’”. As she says this undoes her bra, freeing those near perfect tits. The bra falls to the floor, but all we see are those boobs. Natural and young and round. Sitting proud with big pink nipples.

Next she removes her jeans – pulling them over her narrow hips and down her skinny legs, having to sit on the bed as she pulls them off her feet. She smiles as she tells us that “One of my sugar daddies liked to do me doggy style whilst we watched Zooskool on his television. I didn’t really think about doing a dog at the time, but I suppose he did.”

Her panties next, peeling them off to reveal a cleanly shaven little pussy. “We didn’t talk about dogs, but I know what he was thinking, and later on I began to think the same way.” As she speaks she sits on the edge of the bed and leans back, her legs going up into the air – and spreading wide. Then she casually spreads her cunt for Eddie and Paddy. “Will he like this?”

Eddie is very amused by her. “She’s fabulous!” He says, “My only worry is that she looks so young… Are you sure you’re 18?”

She sits up and bends forward, digging into her bag. Eddie sneaks a peak at her bum as she bends over. Not bad, for a girl. She pulls out her ID and hands it over to him.

We now have the comical sight of a beautiful naked teenaged girl showing her ID to a gay man to convince him that it’s okay for her to have sex with his dog. “Ooohh, 18 last month… She’s just a baby!” He laughs.

“But legal.” She smiles. “So… Erm… Can I fuck your doggy now?”

Cut to: Hope, crouching beside the dog, stroking his flank.

She gets to work, under Eddie’s instruction, playing with Paddy’s sheath, holding the cock inside, jerking it fast until she feels it getting hard, and then it appears… Popping out almost in one go – from hidden to on full display… Four inches of fat meat, then six, then six and the beginnings of a knot just beginning to grow. The cock swelling and hardening.

“You need to get that in you before it gets too big… “ Says Eddie.

She looks from the growing cock to Eddie, then to camera and back to the cock. “How much bigger does it get? That thing’s fecking yuge… He’s gunna tear me in half if I let him loose on my nice little pussy!”

She laughs, and as she is distracted Paddy sticks his head between her thighs and tries to lick her cunt. She tips backwards and falls on her bottom. He goes after her, chasing her wet snatch – burying his snout in there, hid hot tongue working her pussy like a pro. She gasps and giggles in delight, spreading her legs wide to allow him better access to her hole.

She sits up and looks down to watch his tongue working her pussy, gasping how hot that is on her ‘cute little cunt’ as his tongue works miracles. She lays back again and runs her hands over her perfect boobs, squeezing them, pinching and pulling on her nipples as the dog licks her all the way to a body-shaking orgasm. She spreads her legs even wider ‘Oh fuuck yeah, feeeeerrrrck mmmm’ – then jams her hands down between her legs to push the dog away from her over-sensitive clit.

Paddy seems excited by her squeals, bouncing around to try and push his nose between or under her hands, his semi-erect cock bouncing under his belly. She’s laughing – partly from the after effects of her orgasm, and partly due to the dog’s excited jumping around… And she’s looking up at that cock…

As he moves around he ends up with his hindlegs near her head, his cock hanging down near her face – and she can’t resist. She reaches up and grabs his meat – then looks back at the camera. “I don’t usually suck cock – but I think I’ll make an exception for this big fella…” She jokes before opening her mouth and taking the head of the cock into it. She closes her pretty lips around it and starts to suck – gently at first, then harder as she builds up confidence… Before long she’s sucking and slurping on it, allowing a mixture of cum and spit to spill from the corner of her mouth and dribble to the bed. Moaning “Mmmmm” as she does it. Taking it out long enough to say, “I fuckin lurve this”, before popping it back in for another suck.

Paddy, meanwhile, appears almost disinterested by the blow-job. It might feel good to him but he’s not showing it. Eddie ruffles his big head and talks to him. “Does that mouth feel nice around your cocky boy? Does that feel good?”

She’d keep doing this all day if she wasn’t given direction, but Eddie pipes up before the director can. “As much as I can understand your love for sucking that dear, if you want him to fuck you you’re going to have to do it soon, before he loses interest.”

Hope takes the cock out of her mouth and rolls out from under him. She lets the cum/spit run down her jaw and hang in a long line from her chin, no attempt to wipe it off. Then she rolls onto her elbows and knees knees so that cute little arse is up in the air and her young boobs are hanging down. Reaching back she smacks her bottom like those girls in her favourite videos do. “Come on, bhoy… Come on and fuck me…” She coos.

Paddy knows exactly what this means and he’s straight around behind her, his big feet dancing on the spongey bed, then mounting her. His front paws wrapping around her narrow body, his rear paws stomping around on either side of her calves as he looks for the best position. And he’s thrusting at her, trying to get his cock on target. Hope looks like she’s having a lot of fun, but the only problem is the cock is nowhere near going into her. It’s too erect, too far out, hanging too low…

Eddie helps out, reaching under Hope’s body and back between her legs and Paddy’s legs to grab at the big red cock, which he brings up to Hope’s pussy. He jokes that he’s never been this close to a naked woman before… Then he slips the dog’s cock into the teenager’s pussy.

She screams in shock. The heat and size of the cock surprising her… But there’s no stopping Paddy – as soon as he feels her tight pussy around his cock he’s away. Jackhammering into her cunt from behind. Gripping her tighter and pumping faster as he tries to get as deep into her as he possibly can.

She inches forward on the bed, trying to hold her position but powerless against his advances as he follows her every inch. Pounding her. Sliding deep into her. His cock hot in her flesh, hers flash wet around him.

She gasps and sqeals with every thrust – and there are plenty of them, because Paddy is in for the long-run… She’s swearing and shouting about him being ‘too fricking big’… But he keeps fucking her. Harder. Faster. Her face is turning red, the smile has gone… He’s deeper into her than she thought possible – and she’s in deeper trouble than she expected. She cries out that she can’t take this…

His back is curved toward her, his pelvis almost under her pussy, his cock all the way in – and his knot forming. She’s red faced and gasping, taking it, but not loving it.

A close up shot between theirs legs shows just how much his knot is stretching her cunt. The skin looks like it will split if he gets any bigger. She’s breathing hard and whimpering, “Oh fuuuuck me… What… Why am I doing this..?”

His ass and balls are twitching. Eddie chirps in again, “Can you feel that..? Can you feel him cumming inside you?” She whimpers a response and nods a little. “Does that feel good..? Do you like having a dog cum inside your little pussy?” Asks Eddie. She whimpers again, nods again… But we’re not convinced.

She looks so helpless under the big dog. He looks so powerful over her. Even with the red face and the pained expression, she still looks good. “Can I stop now… Can you pull it out?”

Eddie warns that she doesn’t want to pull on an erect knot… That could cause a lot of damage. She’s better off waiting for the dog to calm down.

We focus on the look of pain and fear on her face, then cut to a shot of the knot beginning to pop out of her cunt. A caption appears on screen saying “12 minutes later”. Half the knot is out, the other half still in… Cum dribbles out of her cunt where the knot-seal is broken, and runs down her thigh. Then the other half of the knot slips out and his semi-erect cock slops out altogether. Hope grunts as this happens.

She rolls over onto her side and curls into a foetal ball, holding her legs, hiding her head behind her knees. Paddy stumbles away, then stumbles back to lick at her ass and pussy, cleaning up after himself. She doesn’t resist, nor does she enjoy. She just lets him lick as she catches her breath.

A few minutes later and Hope is in the shower. She talks to camera as she cleans up. It’s not the confident giggly Hope from before the fuck, she’s now quieter and more reflective, but still positive and sexy.

“I don’t regret it… But… You know, I don’t think I really thought about it enough beforehand. I mean, I just got fucked by a dog… For television… And it wasn’t because I wanted to do it, it was just because I wanted to do what I wasn’t supposed to do… You know?”

Hot water splashes on her face and body as she washes the cum/spit cocktail from her jaw, the cum from her pussy. “I think maybe I’ve done something a bit silly… I mean, there will be repercussions when everyone sees this and realises what I am…”

And what are you?

She pauses, hot water spraying against those perfect tits. Then she gives a half-smile and looks right into camera… “I suppose I’m just a dog-slut now. Right?”

Fade out on that image – hot girl in a hot shower, admitting her position in the world.

Catch-up information comes on screen to bring us up to date on Hope. Since the show aired Hope has left school and moved in with Rachel and is working as a hostess at the Pink Poodle gentlemen’s club. She claims that she hasn’t had sex with any other dogs since the broadcast – but a quick scan of the gentlemen’s club website appears to suggest that she is willing to do private shows with dogs – oral only.