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United Kingdom of Zoo – S10:E15: Leigh Rush (38), from Plymouth

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Once again, we fade in on our harshly lit bedroom set… Looking at that ugly old, rusty steel bedframe, and the dirty mattress that’s resting on it. It’s an appalling sight, truly disgraceful… It’s a bed that only the worst kind of person would even consider sitting on… And yet we’re getting used to seeing it every week.

Our guests, however, have never seen the set – because this was all recorded before the first episode aired… And here comes our next subject, ready to see the bed for the first time…

We hear the fast, short-stepped, snap-snap sound of heels on concrete as we swing the camera around to see who’s on the way…

The first thing we notice – even before the dynamite body – is the shocking pink hairstyle. The front of her head shaved, then a peacock bloom of bright pink hair shooting up and out forming a halo effect… THEN we notice the body – hard and sexy, barely an ounce of fat on her, with obviously fake tits held a couple of inches apart in a half-cup bra a size too small. An all-but not-there g-string barely covers her pussy, almost drawing our attention away from her strong thighs and calves, down to a pair of over-sized black boots with platform soles.

Assuming you don’t have a problem with bolt-on boobs, this is a 9 out of 10 body – maybe a few years past it’s best, but still tight and toned. Even if you don’t like the fake tits – it’s still slim, and tight, and smooth…

Then we’re moving into close-up – getting a better look at her face as she walks. There’s a hard pointed element to her jaw and high cheekbones – and her skin looks altogether too smooth and shiny – a legacy of derma-peels and fillers she’s obviously spending all of her spare cash on… Chasing that youthful pop-star look… Combined with a thick layer of bright-pink lipstick it all makes her face as striking as that pink hair of hers. Too much lipstick, bright pink of course, gives her mouth an equally striking look.

She’s not particularly pretty, looking very fake, but she’s got a sexy quality to her… The face may only score a 6 out of 10, but we still really want to see her in action.

She stops on her mark infront of the bed, facing up to the camera and introducing herself like a rock-star, “Hi… My name is Leigh Rush, I’m 38, I’m from Plymouth… And I want to be famous so much I’m willing to fuck a pig on national television!”

We cut to a few minutes later – Leigh has repositioned herself, sitting cross-legged on the edge of the bed, leaning back on her hands and pushing that big pair of fake tits out so hard we think her bra may snap off at any moment. She’s confident and bright, telling her story with energy, really trying to sell her excuse to the viewers at home…

“I’ve always been a performer… I’ve been in bands since I was a teenager, and I really thought I was going to make it… I mean, I can sing, and I don’t look bad, and when I was younger I suppose I looked even better than this…” She pauses for us to admire her looks – which, as we noted earlier, are striking rather than particularly beautiful (although we can’t deny that her 38-year-old body would put most 20-year-olds to shame).

We cut to home video footage of Leigh on stage, barely dressed in ripped t-shirts and micro-mini skirt, singing her heart out – but we can’t really hear the music because it’s in the background as she continues to talk… As she’s narrating, we see her singing with that t-shirt pulled up over her boobs, showing them off to the (small) crowd.

“I tried punk and goth rock, and hard rock… And moved toward the shock-rock kind of stuff, you know, topless on stage…”

As she sings, she backs up against the bass player, who moves his bass aside so she can rub her arse back against his crotch.

She continues her story in voice-over, “… letting the guys in the band grope me on stage, and that kind of thing… Sometimes we’ll pull someone up on stage and I’ll grope her…”

Then she’s got a drunk woman up from the crowd and she’s hugging her close, grinding pelvis’s together as she sings, a hand grabbing the other woman’s arse.

“I’m not a lezzo or anything like that, I just like to make men look… It’s a lot of fun, but it’s not going anywhere…”

Back to our studio, and our guest on the edge of the bed, clearly enjoying talking to the cameras.

“I’ve always enjoyed the extreme… Being up on stage, showing off… We play a lot of heavy metal festivals and horror conventions… It’s just never taken off as a career… I’ve never made a living off it… And with Covid, it’s knocked it on the head completely… But I’m not giving up – I figure some good publicity, make a bit of a name for myself, and we could still sell tickets and become a professional act…”

Ozvik interrupts her flow, “So… You think that having sex with an animal will give you the career boost you’re looking for?”

She’s ready with her answer, “I think when people see how much I enjoy it – how disgusting I am – they’ll remember me, and we’ll get more bookings… I’m ready to do it for that…”

Ozvik pushes on, “And it’s not just because you want to have sex with an animal?”

She’s ready again, “Of course I want to have sex with an animal – that’s the point, that’s how filthy and disgusting I am… I’m not a faker!!” She grins at us, some of that pink lipstick stuck on one of her front teeth. “But I could do that anywhere – I want to do it on television, to show everyone what I’m like!”

“And you’re here to have sex with a pig?” Checks Ozvik, already well aware of her answer.

“Yes.” She confirms. “I love to shock… To go a step further than most… It’s a turn-on to do something others wouldn’t do… Fucking a dog is dirty, but a pig is so much worse… It’s such an ugly thing, so yeah… Pigs…

“Do you have family?” Checks Ozvik, digging to make this as filthy as he can. “What do they think about you being here?”

One more time, Leigh isn’t phased at all. “I have a daughter, she’s old enough to know what I do, and she’s seen our shows, so she knows mummy is a bit freaky… I told her I was coming here, and she was excited that mummy’s going to be on the tele!”

“And you’ll let her watch the show?” Checks Ozvik.

“Absolutely… She’s walked in on me with my boyfriends before, and I actually quite like it… It’s very intimate for your daughter to see you having that kind of fun… I think it’s important for her to know that it’s okay to do what you enjoy.”

“Well, we better see how much you enjoy it then…” Comments Ozvik, and we fade through to…

A large, fat pig waddles onto our studio floor, his trotters clicking and slipping on the polished concrete as he lumbers his pink bulk toward the bedroom set. This is Winston, our favourite porcine lover… His breath rasps and he lets out a few grunted oinks as he snorts the air, his big mouth hanging an inch open. It’s an ugly sight, and never gets better. Most of our audience will wonder what on Earth our pig-loving guests see in the animal, but those who get it, really get it…

We follow him across the set, looking at his huge scrotum – marvelling at how full those balls look… Watching as he waddles and snorts toward the bed, and our waiting pink-haired guest – then we cut to a close-up of her…

She’s pursing her lips, smiling again, never breaking her line of sight to the pig. Breathing hard as she watches him approach.

“Oh my God, he’s gorgeous, isn’t he?” She says, genuinely taken with the fat pink monster.

She giggles as she watches him waddling around. Only looking away from him to check with someone behind the camera. “How much does he weigh?”

We don’t quite hear the reply, but a subtitle on screen confirms that Winston is “He’s 274 kilos. That’s about 43 stone.”

“Fuck-king hell..!” Gasps Leigh. Her fake chest rising and falling, her nipples very much standing erect, pointing outward from centre on the end of her bolt-on tits. “I’m going to have that on my back… I’ll be crushed!!” She breaths hard, trying to suppress her smile. “I can’t wait!!”

He waddles closer, raising his big head as he comes to a stop infront of her, sniffing the air – definitely getting the scent of her pussy – and Leigh bends forward slightly to pat his snotty snout as he continues to snort. She looks up at Ozvik again, behind the camera.

She asks, “And he really cums a pint?”

Ozvik answers again, the sound poor again, and we rely on the subtitle. “The longer you wait, the more he’ll cum. More than a pint.”

Leigh pauses for a second, the licks her lips slowly, and smiles… The dirty little slut just can’t wait. “Oh… I think a pint will be fine… I don’t even need that much…”

She steps to the side, quick stepping to make sure his hard trotters don’t clop down on her tops – letting him pass and bending forward to pat his wide rear end – her hand slapping against his hard flesh.

He stops where he is, allowing her to pat and stroke his back and the thighs of his hind-legs… One hand on his back, the other sliding around behind him – briefly fingering his curly tail, which twitches and ‘wags’ as she lets go – then running her hand down to his big, full scrotum, moving if for a closer examination.

He lets out a short squeal as she places her palm against his full package, as if he’s calling “Careful!” – but he doesn’t try to move away, just drops his head to a small pile of feed that’s been placed on the floor infront of him.

Leigh looks up at our camera as she continues to stroke and gently prod his swollen sack. “He’s sooo full… Haha… I’ll help him with that!” And she laughs a little.

We cut to a shot of her down on her knees, her forearms on the bed, her immobile bolt-on boobs sticking out rather than hanging down, her arse stuck out behind her, wiggling it a little toward the pig… Encouraging him with calls of, “Here piggy… C’mon boy… I want my PORK!” She laughs again, but she’s not as funny as she thinks she is.

The camera moves around so that we can see behind her… And what we can see is that fat pig waddling up behind her, his head lifted to the level of her rear end – his breaths loud and rasping…

As he reaches her behind, he pauses, shifting his weight from trotter to trotter and presses his wet snout up between the cheeks of her arse, breathing hard and sniffing at her pussy and arse, his wet lower jaw/lip spreading slimy saliva over her bum as he takes in her scent – and then he blows out of his nose so hard that Leigh gets a buzz just from the warm air flowing over her snatch – reacting with a loud gasp. “Oooohhh!”

She takes her weight with one arm on the mattress, reaching back with the other to grab a butt-cheek and spread herself wider as he continues to sniff at her – noisily blowing more hot air out over her pussy.

“Ohhh… That’s so dirty…” Coos Leigh.

We’re back into a wide-angle, watching as Winston makes his move – pushing forward against her, raising his head and then raising one of his front trotters up onto her back, pushing forward and up and over her…

She yelps at the initial pressure on her back, the hard edges of his trotter digging into her flesh – then tenses up and holds her noise, not wanting to give away that this is anything but pleasurable… And the pig looms over her, pulling his other front trotter up onto her spine, pulling himself forward, making her grimace then force a fake smile… Bringing her hand back from her bottom to the bed to help support his weight. Unable to avoid letting out an, “OOaaaahhhh!” noise… And then he slumps down onto her – front legs slipping either side of her, his bristly fat body resting directly on her back – the shift in weight forcing her to let out another loud gasping, “FFUUUCCCCKKKKK!!!”

We cut to a lower angle, slightly infront of them, looking back so we can see the pain on her face and the ugly pig on her back – assuming his new position, holding close to her, his big head almost on hers.

Then we’re back to a close-up – down under his belly, with his strange, thin, twisted cock is already poking a few inches out of his prepuce – stabbing toward her pussy, not making contact, then winding back in. His back is jerking, his belly wobbling as he tries to push himself into her. Getting closer and closer, cock corkscrewing out further and further until…

“OOaaahahhhhh!” She squeals as the tip of his strange member screws between her pussy lips. It’s not big, but it’s sudden – she’s been waiting for it, but couldn’t have had any idea what it would feel like… Several years ago, when we did our test shoot with Winston, Charley described pig penetration as being like having a ten year old jam a twig up your cunt – and that’s what Leigh is experiencing now…

He leans forward, still pushing his fat belly toward her, his skinny cock slipping in and out of her, jerking around, bending and twisting… And even though she’s struggling to take his weight, there’s still time for her to gasp everytime that stranger member straightens out and slides all the way into her cunt – the tip poking at her cervix…

“OOhh Goodddd..!” Gasps our guest – her punk rock attitude gone, replaced by the wonder of bestiality.

We stay low, watching that cock corkscrewing in and out of her, the animal’s rasping breath seeming to match the ‘thrusts’, sounding like an grossly overweight asthmatic climbing the stairs… Behind that we can hear the strained gasps of our guest as she struggles to handle being penetrated by a pig whilst supporting its weight on her narrow back.

We cut back to a wide-shot, watching her struggle to support the monster’s bulk. Her head down, pink hair flaring out behind her head and under his ugly mouth… There’s a line of sticky, dirty, drool hanging down from his jaw and connecting to her hair. He shuffles his rear trotters around noisily on the concrete floor as he continues to lurch forward against his dirty little sow, driving that skinny dick deeper into her.

We drop down to floor level so that we can see her face – the look of confused disgust… It’s exactly how she expected it to be – dirty, disgusting, horrible, perverted… And highly enjoyable… And that shows in her eyes and on the corners of her mouth. It’s becoming obvious that as fake as her looks and body are – her lust for animal sex is real.

We move around and get a good look at her fake tits – noting the big nipples are rock hard, pointing at the floor.

And then we’re back around at the business end… Watching his cock screwing into her, guessing that he’s around eight inches deep into her when he ‘winds’ forward, then seeing the whole thing recoil into his body, the tip all-but clearing her pussy before it screws back in… His belly rubbing against the curve of her arse… Muscles tensing as he sends that strange cock on another journey deep inside our guest…

Milky fluid begins to bubble out of her pussy – dripping, then dribbling from her hole… More and more of it as the pig begins to drop his load inside her hard, flat belly. Dripping down to the floor – a spot, then two, then the next drop joining others together to begin a pool…

A hand reaches into frame with a metal dog bowl and places it on the floor between Leigh’s knees to catch the drops. The slut shifts her weight slightly, parting the knees a tiny bit further to get the bowl right under her, letting it press against her flesh on both sides, jamming it in place… And pig spunk begins to dribble into it immediately as the flow speeds up – turning into a veritable stream as his cock continues to twist and shove in and out of her, squirting his seed all over her insides.

Back in the wide-angle, we once again take in the disgusting sight… Wondering how any woman could possibly enjoy this. It’s not just a matter of having sex with an ugly, fat beast – it’s the strain of taking all that weight… Moving around to see her face again, she’s wearing an expression that veers between lust and disgust from one second to the next…

We cut back around to the rear… Watching that strange cock twisting in and out of her, stabbing forward, coiling back – and we wonder how something so slim, twisting around so randomly, could be pleasurable… But every time it moves, we hear Leigh gasping or moaning, and it’s quite obvious that it feels great to her.

Cum continues to dribble from her pussy, the flow speeding up in little bursts as he pumps into her… Trickling down in little bursts to the metal bowl between her knees, which is already half-full of a fearfully frothy brew of pig-cum.

And then… Without warning… And with our guest apparently on the edge of an orgasm… The fat monster shuffles backwards, pulling away, his skinny cock pulling free of her pussy and slowly retracting toward his pupice… He drops off her back, knocking her to the side, almost tipping the bowl between her knees (just a little spilling over the edge to show us how full it is).

The pig backs away, sticks his big snout between his girl’s thighs and sniffs at her pig-owned pussy, then snorts his satisfaction at a job well done as he turns to waddle away.

Leigh drops her upper body from the bed, hands to the floor, and turns to crawl after him – catching up and reaching out to grab the last inch of his cock before it disappears… Looking back at our camera to make sure we’re catching it…

The second she touches his dick, Winston stops dead still. It’s hard to tell if this is a defence mechanism or if he wants to see what’s going to happen next…

We move to a close-up, watching as she eases another inch, then another, and another out from his belly. It’s like watching the world’s strangest retractable hose being pulled out. She soon has enough out to wrap her hand around it, with an extra couple of inches poking out of her fist – and she is in position to use that as she wishes… Leaning in – and quickly taking it to her mouth – flicking her tongue over the end, trying to stimulate it… Then sucking it into her mouth like a fat spaghetti noodle – sucking hard as she continues to pull at the shaft.

We’re watching a sexy slut, sucking on a pig’s cock, on high-definition video… And it looks hot as hell!

She sucks for a while… Teasing a little more shaft from his belly, and feeding that into her mouth every few seconds as she sucks. She casts occasional sideways glances to our camera as she works this most unusual shaft – supressing a smile as she keeps it looking as sexy as possible… Then coughing, lips opening so that the fresh pig spunk that’s just shot into the back of her mouth can spill out… Running down her chin, dripping to the floor… She sucks again, pausing to let more cum spill over her bottom lip… Then sucks again…

After another minute of this she pulls away, letting the beast loose and turning front on to the camera – letting us so her face and tits… Opening her mouth a little and pushing all the collected cum out of it, tipping her chin down to let Winston’s seed dribble from her mouth and chin onto those round bolt-on boobs of hers… Bringing her hands up to smear it around, making those globes glisten under our camera lights. We linger on her self-satisfied smile… Then cut to…

Leigh, carefully picking the metal dog bowl up from the floor, spilling a little more of the dirty pig fluid over the edge onto one of her hands… Carrying it carefully to the bed, balancing it as she climbs onto the mattress one knee at a time – that familiar rusty spring squeak as it takes her weight… Knee walking to the middle and then facing up to our camera, smirking as she holds the bowl infront of her boobs, under her chin… Teasing us, “Do you think your viewers want to see this? I do do requests… Ha ha ha…”

She pauses for another few seconds whilst she looks down at the bowl and licks her lips… We’ve just seen her spilling his seed from her mouth, so we’re not sure if she’s actually going to drink it until…

She brings the bowl up to her mouth, bottom lip against the rim, and tips it slightly, pouring dirty pig spunk from the dog’s bowl into her mouth… Sipping it, pausing… Building up the courage… Breathing hard – and… Swallowing the first sip. Struggling with it… Then forcing a smile…

She pauses, then goes for a second sip – breathing hard before she takes it, then tipping more into her mouth… Struggling a little more this time as she knows what to expect. Forcing it down and then gasping for air…

She looks down into the bowl, noting how full it still is… Pausing and then smiles a little more – before carefully raising the bowl higher, beyond her mouth, up above her head and then turning it over – letting the contents spill onto her head, into her pink hair, pouring through it and running down the sides of her face, over her ears, down her forehead. We note that the ‘plug’, that hardened chunk of cum that congealed in her pussy to stop the rest leaking out, has lodged in her hair…

She places the empty cum bowl on her head like a crown – and looking into camera, with pig spunk all over her, she asks, “Does this make me the Queen of Pigsex?”

Ozvik answers from behind the camera, “Well, no one else has claimed the title, so I suppose it’s yours until a dirtier cunt comes along to claim it…”

Kneeling on the bed, with a dog bowl for a crown, pig semen in her pink hair and running down her face and the sides of her head, her fake tits shiny and wet, exhausted from supporting the weight of the beast, and with her cunt still dripping – she looks genuinely happy about taking her title… She’s earned it. She came hoping to be a star – and she’s going to leave as royalty!

We cut at Winston. Big and fat and flopped on the floor making Jabba the Hutt looking like an Adonis… If Leigh is the Queen of Pigsex, then this is her King.

Hail to the King, baby!

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