We open with our beautiful shot of the United Kingdom – from space… Pause for a moment, a little longer than normal, then our cartoon Charley arrives, a little out of breath, giggles, then beckons us to follow her as she falls toward the planet at hyper-sonic speed, dropping from a low-Earth orbit to sea level over the North Sea, off the north-east coast, in just a few seconds.
We chase Charley all the way, looking up her skirt as we race toward the coast, past cartoon fishing boats bobbing on the real sea, then up the Humber estuary to a huge cartoon Humber Bridge, then a sharp right turn and whizzing along above the road into a low-rise city. Welcome to Hull.
Then we’re racing toward suburban shopping centre – a large branch of a popular supermarket (their logo digitized, but it doesn’t take a rocket scientist to work out which it is). Cartoon Charley turns to face us, flying backwards as we race through the car park, mixing through from the animation to the real-world. Charley holds her arms out to present us with our next guest – a not too slim, middle-aged woman standing in the entrance in a staff uniform. We come to a sudden halt infront of her.
Short reddish-brown hair frames a round face. She’s got bright eyes and a friendly smile. She’s nowhere near beautiful, but she’s not unattractive either. She possibly would have turned heads a decade, or two, ago.
She speaks in a well-practiced but nervous manner, “Hello and welcome to the United Kingdom of Zoo… My name is Kathy Regis, I’m 46 year old, I work in customer services, and… I think I want to have sex with a dog!”
We cut to a montage of her serving customers inside ASDA. This is intercut with footage of her being interviewed in close-up at her home, and occasional photographs of her ex-husband, her wedding day, her family, children, etc.
She monologues her story over the top of these clips.
“I married Michael when I was still quite young, and I think it’s safe to say I made a bit of a mistake. I stuck it out for over 20 years, but he wasn’t really a nice man at all. He used to beat me, shout at me. Nothing I did was ever good enough. We had two kids, he never hit them, but he shouted at them all the time. They didn’t even cry when he died… I don’t think they’ve ever been to his grave… I only went so I could spit on his coffin when they buried him… That was 3 years ago, and I haven’t looked back.”
“My sex life… Well, I only ever had sex with him. I won’t lie, he wasn’t bad in bed, although I’ve got nothing to compare him to, but, you know – he got the job done. It was pleasurable while it lasted, but afterwards there would always be some criticism from him about how I looked or what I did… He was just this fat hairy bastard, but he complained about me putting on a little weight, or not shaving my legs… Any little complaint, he always made them.”
“I’ve never found dogs attractive. They don’t turn me on. I’ve never watched dogporn or anything like that… But I was talking to a friend of mine about sex, joking that I didn’t want to have anything to do with men after Michael, and she said I could do better than him – that even a dog would be a step up… And I don’t know why, but the thought stuck in my head. I’d seen your show a few times, never been a big fan or anything like that, just seen a couple. Thought the women were a bit desperate and that… Then I thought… I’M a bit desperate… And suddenly I was a convert… I wanted to have sex with a dog, just to see how a dog could compare to Michael…”
We end of a wistful smile, he clearly wondering how sex with a dog will compare to sex with an abusive husband.
We cut to our studios in Manchester… At the moment it’s the standard empty double bed, carpet/matt rolled out underneath to make this look more like a bedroom. Lights and cameras are in place, and our crew seems ready to film. There’s no sign of any of our ‘talent’ though.
We cut to the street outside and see a car pulling up at the entrance our carpark, pausing, Kathy in the driving seat, peering out as if she’s not sure she should drive in, then reacting to being waved in by our cameraman, and pulling in. As there aren’t any empty spaces, she pulls up carefully behind the last car in the row, right up to its bumper, almost touching.
The driver side door opens, and she gets out, looking a little unsure of herself, then straightening up and taking a deep breath, before stepping away from the car and shutting the door, then heading into the studios (apparently following a direction from off camera).
Inside, we see Kathy signing in at reception, joking with Riley that she hopes she’s on time. Riley calms her, saying that she’s only a few minutes late. Most weeks we don’t show the guest signing in, but this week we didn’t have time to film a separate walk-in for Kathy. Our staff is only paid until 5 and it’s already after 4!
Signed in, Kathy is lead through to the studio by Riley, and wished “Good luck” as she heads down the corridor to meet Charley.
This week Charley is wearing a low fronted top – her cleavage on show but only half of her tattoo visible, a mess of letters that says “LD’S BIG” over “GWHO”… This could be confusing for anyone who’s never seen the show before.
“Hello… Finally… We’ve been eagerly awaiting your arrival… I’m Charley Ozvik…”
Kathy gives Charley a polite hug and cheek kiss, introducing herself a little shyly as, “I’m Kathy… I’m sorry I’m late, I hope I didn’t cause any problems…”
Charley is full of niceness, “Of course not, you’re the star today – we’ll always wait for our star!”
Kathy isn’t used to people being nice and patient with her, so her face brightens up with a genuinely happy smile.
Charley continues, “And we’ve got a lovely big hairy animal through this door who is going to treat you like the star you are…”
Kathy takes a big breath as Charley mentions the ‘big hairy animal’, almost as if the reality of what she’s here for has just hit home. “Excellent…” She says, without too much conviction.
Charley takes Kathy’s hands and faces right up to her, face to face… “Now, I have to confirm with you… Are you ready for today?” She pauses. “Because once you step through this door, your life will change forever… Are you ready for this?”
Kathy takes a deep breath, looking very nervous, then nods. “Yes. I’m ready.”
We cut to the studio and find Kathy sitting on the edge of the bed wearing a white towelling bath robe. On the day of filming she was extremely nervous and self-conscious about her body, and we allowed her to undress off camera and wear the robe for the start of the scene.
Right now, the front of the robe is closed-up tight, right up to the neck and under her chin, she’s showing off less flesh than when she arrived in her street clothes. She’s got her knees together and her feet hanging over the edge of the bed – her shoe-less feet are visible, as are her hands, and her head, but everything else is pretty much covered up. She looks scared but forces a smile for the camera.
We hear the main loading door to the studio creaking open and see Kathy look away toward it – more fear, a gulp – then we cut to see what she’s seen…
Small, mean and muscly – heaving against the chain around his neck – a tan coloured dog, with a mean set of jaws. He looks like he would be as happy ripping flesh off a woman’s legs as he would be having sex on camera… But we’ve seen this animal before, and we know he’s a performer! It’s Randall, Pit-Bull extraordinaire! We can see his owner’s feet, trying to walk slowly but being pulled along behind the powerful beast.
Back to Kathy, sitting forward, holding the top of her gown tight shut, looking distinctly nervous about the approaching beast.
“It’s okay…” Calls Thomas, the owner, in his cheerful cockney tones as he approaches, “He’s not as scary as he looks…”
Charley adds, “He’s really a very gentle lover… Honestly…”
Kathy looks from Charley to Thomas, then back down to the approaching beast. She forces a smile, but doesn’t look convinced that she’s safe, or that she’s doing the right thing.
Kathy waits on the bed as the door as Randall approaches, letting him get all the way to the bed – one hand still clasping the front of her gown together to make sure she doesn’t flash the camera as she leans forward to greet him with the other.
As he sniffs and licks at her fingers and continues to fight against the chain to get closer to her, she tries to speak, but the words barely come out. “Is this Randall?” She asks, “I’ve seen his episodes but he’s bigger than I thought he would be…”
She continues to look nervous as the dog moves toward her, dropping his head under her hand so that her fingers run over the top of his snout and up over his brow as his chest pushes up against her knees and shins. As he pushes, he drops his head lower, trying to force it between her legs, looking for the join at the front of her gown. She takes a nervous breath, then closes her eyes, and allows her legs to open a little, letting the gown part enough for Randall to push his head inside, the sound of him snorting and sniffing her pussy smell. And he does.
He’s now face to face with her little slice of heaven… And you know Randall… He buries his snout in there, his tongue exploring her most private spot. Kathy grabs the blankets on either side of her thighs, bunching up handfuls in each fist and lets her head fall back, eyes still closed as the dog’s tongue goes to work on her pussy.
She manages to control herself, taking his best tongue action, opening her legs a little wider – angling her pussy toward the edge of the bed, offering up just a little more pussy. Letting him lick her on and on, trying to control her gasped little intakes of breath. Moving one hand to the back of his head – partly to hold him in place, partly just to have her fingers in his hair and remind herself that he’s a dog.
He keeps licking – and licking and licking… Driving her on and on… The more she relaxes, the more she leans back, the looser her gown becomes – and the less she cares about exposing her body… Pretty soon she’s leaning back, her body following her head backwards, her gown just hanging open so we can see her boobs inside, not big, not small, a little saggy… And she’s leaning even further, her back arching, her tits now in full view… And… She cumming!
Her face lights up – a broad smile, glowing, relief, joy. Her body shaking. No noises, not even a whimper.
It doesn’t take long before it’s too much for her and she has to push his head away to stop with the waves of pleasure. As soon as he is off her, she brings her thighs together and begins to catch her breath, pulling the front of her robe back together as soon as she realises she is exposed. She smiles shyly up at camera, clearing her throat, “Mmmm… I can’t remember the last time I had my pussy licked!! That was bloody lovely, that was…”
Randall backs away, then stands side-on to Kathy. At this distance and from this angle she can’t help but notice the big cock hanging down under his belly. This dog knows how to make a statement!
Kathy looks from the dog to the camera, and to Charley. “Is he showing off, or what?” She laughs nervously, still trying to catch her breath after the licking she’s had.
“He’s definitely letting you see everything he’s got…” Comments Charley.
Kathy slips down off the bed onto the floor and rolls over onto her hands and knees, assuming the position, reaching back and (after taking a deep breath), pulling the gown up and over her behind, exposing her rear end. Still shy, but putting sexual availability ahead body-image… Pushing her backside up and out toward the powerful beast.
Randall is immediately keen and clearly very able to play. His cock already erect, already shining under his belly, not quite producing any pre-cum yet… He moves toward Kathy’s rear-end, moving in a curved path, from her side to her rear, his paws clicking against the polished concrete of the studio floor.
As he closes in she drops her head down, her face disappearing between her arms and behind a curtain of her own hair. Her body tenses up… She’s ready, but she’s not ‘ready’ – but it’s too late to pull out now, because in a second, he’s on her…
Front legs wrapped around her hips, nails catching on the fluffy bath-robe as he clings onto her. His rear-end pumping toward her rear-end, his cock jabbing at her cunt… Hindpaws scrabbling for a better grip.
Kathy grunting a little – exertion rather than pleasure. Pushing her bottom back toward the dog, altering her position to give him better access.
He’s still pumping – his ugly cock still jabbing at her flesh. A low angle gives us our first proper look at her pussy – hairy, with parted lips… Pink inside, glistening. Hard to tell if that’s her own wetness or the remnants of the dog’s licking.
And then the slick cock slips between the soaking pussy lips, and is quickly slipped into the woman’s cunt. Deep into it. Then he’s pumping at her – his breath raspy, his tongue out. Pulling as close to her behind as he can, his paws holding her bath-robe closed around her at the hip, but the top hanging open just enough for us to see her boobs jiggling within. Faint grunting and moaning sounds drifting out from behind the hair curtain.
The pitbull continues to pound at Kathy – stuffing his fat cock right up inside her, and she continues to quietly grunt her appreciation. Toward the end of the intense thirty seconds of action she lifts her head up and lets us see her face. Red and sweaty, lips in a round “ooh” shape. She looks toward the camera and then folds her bottom lip between her teeth, biting gently and sighing as the dog stops his speedy onslaught.
He comes to a stop, standing over her, his weight resting on her back – his cock still buried deep in her flesh. The low angle confirms all of our suspicions – knotted.
She holds the pose – on her knees and elbows, hands forward clenching the sheets, arse up, powerful muscular dog hunched up on her back, balls deep in her cunt… Her belly and chest obscured even from this side angle by her robe, which is hanging fully open now. Head up, bottom lip curled in between her teeth, eyes open – staring dead ahead… Just soaking up the pain.
We move back around behind them, saying nothing, the only audio is the ragged panting breaths of the dog. There’s no tail to get in the way with this beast, so our view is clear. We can see his cock jammed into her pussy, her flesh stretched to accommodate the size of his knot… His balls throbbing, his arse twitching.
We move down underneath to look up between her legs – sneaking a peak at her body. The pussy is hairy, then there’s a belly – it’s hanging down but it’s hardly huge – then the boobs, again, they hang down but they aren’t embarrassing in any way.
Back to her face, twisted up… More pain… More strain… Then a guttural growl, “UUaaarrgggh!” Then relief and she pulls forward and falls onto her front infront of us.
We cut to a second angle, wider, and see it again, hearing her make the same sound – this time we watch as the dog suddenly heaves back off her, his cock popping out and bouncing loose as he bounds away on the soft mattress. Her issuing the growl as it pops out.
We cut to a third angle, same time-frame, low from the rear – watching as the knot suddenly bursts loose and pops free. Dog cum spills from her pussy and dribbles onto the bed between her knees. As she falls forward onto her front she leaves a line of dark drips on the sheet.
We get a shot of Randall standing on the other side of the bed, looking around, panting, with his big ugly cock still fully erect and hanging down under his belly – jetting little spurts of cum onto the sheets.
Kathy turns her head to face us – it’s a little red, and she’s a little out of breath. There’s a touch of shame about her expression too.
Charley leans to check on her. “Are you alright?”
Kathy nods, the side of her face never leaving the sheet.
Charley adds, “Do you want to suck him off, Kathy!” She pauses, we pan back up to the dog to show off his big cock again. Charley continues. “He’s still big and hard, and I’m guessing you’re never going to be in this position again…”
Kathy pauses, shy, nervous, almost whispering, “I haven’t sucked a cock in over ten years…” She pauses. “I’ve only ever sucked one…” Another pause.
Charley urges her on, tempting her with a “But it’s soooo tasty – and it’s right there…”
Kathy lifts her upper body up a little, turns her head to look away from us toward the dog, obviously looking right at his cock. We can’t see her face, but we can hear her say, “That’s the ugliest cock I’ve ever seen in my life!” Then another pause, she turns back to camera and manages to flash a little smile. “Maybe a little suck…” She holds up her finger and thumb, a little apart to indicate the little suck she’s going to give the dog.
We cut to a close-up of her face, side-on, as she shuffles closer to the dog. Moving on her back, across the sheets until she’s under his belly, with the end of his cock only a couple of inches from her face. She pauses, taking a very close look at his tool, making sure she has it pointing a little downward, so that the occasional spurt of watery cum shoots down onto her tits rather than onto her face.
She gives the camera another shy little smile, then takes hold of the dog’s shaft and raises his cock until it is pointing at her mouth – which she opens slowly, poking her tongue out a little – she brings the cock to her tongue and tastes his juices for the first time. Her face twists up, reacting to a bitter taste she clearly didn’t expect.
The powerful but short beast stands perfectly still, making sure he doesn’t get in the way of this bitch taking his hot flesh into her warm mouth. He clearly enjoys having a whore sucking on his cock!
She moves closer, resting the tip of his cock against her thin lips, not quite kissing it – then parting them just a little more and pushing forward, taking his hot, wet, bitter meat into her mouth. She let’s out a curious little moan as she takes it in, one that sounds more like disgust or dread than excitement or pleasure.
She only sucks for a few seconds, before opening her mouth, withdrawing the dog’s cock and tipping her face forward to cough/spit his cum out onto the sheets beside her head. Her face shows her displeasure… She looks up at us. “I don’t think I can do more than that… It’s not…” She pauses. “It’s yucky!”
We cut to a few seconds later, after she’s recovered from the initial shock of the taste of a dog’s cock, and she moves in for another suck. This time she takes more of the shaft into her mouth, closes her lips around it, and sucks… Slowly sliding the shaft in and sucking on it as she pulls it half out… She manages a brief blow-job, tries to swallow the cum he’s been shooting in her mouth, then cough/gags and once again pulls the shaft out of her mouth. This time she looks finished.
She looks up at the camera, tries to smile, fails, then apologises, “I’m sorry… I want to do it right, but, I don’t like this anymore…”
We can hear Charley assure her that this is about her pleasure, and no one is upset that the dog is having such a brief blow-job. Randall looks a little disappointed though – and market research tells us that our viewers love to see a good doggy-blow-job.
We fade out on the image of a slightly worried Kathy – a middle-aged woman who has, so to speak, bitten off more than she can chew.
“A cock too far!” Jokes Charley as the screen goes black.
We fade back in and find Kathy sitting on the side of the bed, facing the camera. Her gown is hanging open and we can see her boobs and belly. Her legs are slightly apart and we can just about see the slot of her pink, recently dog-fucked pussy beneath a mass of dark pubic hair. She still looks a little embarrassed/scared, but is forcing a smile.
“How was that then?” Asks Charley from behind the camera.
Kathy thinks about her answer. “I wasn’t sure if I’d enjoy it, but… Well, he licks very well… Lovely tongue… And he’s got a really nice cock… But I shouldn’t have tried sucking him off… I didn’t like that at all – I just wanted to try it. It doesn’t taste nice. The more I did it the more disgusting it tasted… And then I started thinking about what I was doing… And who was watching… Then all the good feelings were gone and I was just sucking a dog’s cock, on camera…” She looks down, almost trying to hide her face from camera. Full of shame.
“But you did enjoy it, didn’t you?” Confirms Charley. “The sex… You enjoyed being fucked by our dog, right?”
Kathy doesn’t look up, but she does nod, and adds quietly. “Yes. The sex was… Exciting.”
Charley continues, “And being on camera, infront of the whole country… Dirty… But still exciting, right?”
Kathy looks even more ashamed. “Very dirty… But, yes… I felt extra, I don’t know if sexy is the word, but knowing that I can’t pretend it didn’t happen. Exciting? No… But, thrilling… Yes. Heartpounding… I can’t hide it from everyone. It’s out there and I can’t pretend it isn’t…” She pauses whilst she contemplates this. “I just feel so dirty.”
Charley moves in closer, holding the microphone a little closer to her guest, making sure she hears her reply. “So, are you glad that you came here today?”
“I’m glad I came here and tried it. I wanted to prove that I could be crazy. I wish I hadn’t done it on camera though. I wanted to do it for me – but now everyone will know it…” She pauses. “I don’t want to go back to work once it’s been broadcast… I don’t want to face people once they know I’ve done this.”
Charley smiles. “It’s not that bad. Honestly. After a few days you get used to the sideways looks and snide comments… And you realise that you are superior to them – because they either couldn’t do it, or wish that they could… But you did, because you’re the bomb!”
This makes Kathy smile a bit, boosting her confidence.
Charley relaxes for the final question, smiling to both camera and newly made dogslut, “And the big question – I think we already have our answer… Will you be doing this again?”
There’s a pause whilst Kathy considers her options. “You know… I think you might be surprised by this… But I would do it again. The licking especially, but also the sex…” She pauses, and looks right into the camera, speaking to the audience at home. “But I will never, ever, suck a dog’s cock again! That was disgusting. I don’t know how girl’s do this – and enjoy it. Urrgghhh!”
She finally smiles like she’s comfortable here – and that’s our cue to fade out.
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