s3e1 - Jess (19) student from Stoke

Series 3, Episode 1: Jess

This week we’re in Stoke in the north-west of England. It’s a beautiful summers day and we’re at a large public park. We watch children playing, couples young and old walking hand-in-hand, a family playing cricket, and of course, people taking their dogs for walks. Amongst them all, there’s a slim young woman, dressed like an explosion in a charity shop, taking photographs with a big camera.

When she lowers the camera we see a pleasant, angular face ... Thin lips, minimal make-up, dark hair to her shoulders just a little greasy. You could say she’s going for the natural look, but in reality she’s not ‘going’ for any look, just not that bothered about being ‘pretty’.

Take off her platform boots and she’d struggle to top 5 foot, and beneath ripped jeans, t-shirt and baggy jacket, we can tell that she’s also very slim.

We hear her in voice-over as she snaps off more shots. She sounds very young. Almost totally naïve. “My name is Jess Duffy and I’m from Stoke-on-Trent. I’m 19 years old, and I’m studying photography, and I’ve wanted to have sex with a dog ever since I first saw your show.”

Cut to Jess talking direct to camera in her bedroom. The décor is quite dark, but with a hundred photos stuck to the wall. No posters – everything is Jess’s own work. Urban decay, dead animals, nature at its worst.

“My parents didn’t even know what the show was about when it started, so I was allowed to watch. By the time they looked up from their magazines Layla was already sucking on that dog’s cock ... And I was hooked!” She smiles.

Cut to Jess’s mother, in the kitchen. “We were shocked. We couldn’t believe they would show that on the BBC. We made her turn it off right away, but the questions had already started.”

Her father, interviewed in the living room. “She was only 17. My big worry was her getting pregnant and ruining her life ... Or, because she never seemed interested in boys, I was nervous she might be a lesbian ... And then all of a sudden she’s asking all these questions about bestiality ... Is it legal? Is it safe? Is it humane? I didn’t have a bloody clue.”

Back to Jess in her room, “I masturbated myself to sleep that night thinking about being with a dog ... I’ve masturbated just about every night since thinking about the same thing. They didn’t want me to watch the show, they wouldn’t let me near the tv on a Friday night ... So I just streamed it on my computer ... I loved it. I’d sit there and masturbate whilst I watched it.”

Back to her mother, “I walked into her bedroom one evening, and sitting watching her computer, she’s got her legs wide apart and she’s touching herself whilst some tart is on the screen with a dog on her back ... I didn’t know where not to look ... I just backed out and said nothing.”

Her father, “Jess started asking us if she could apply to be on the show when she turned 18 ... We thought she’d grow out of it. So we were like ‘when you’re 18, when you’re 18... ‘“

Jess, “I applied on my 18th birthday! I couldn’t wait another day...”

Her mother, “She was so disappointed when she wasn’t selected. I remember the night that Irish tart was on, Jess was devastated. She wanted to be the first teenager on.”

How did that make you feel?

“I was heartbroken.” Her face drops as she remembers the moment of rejection. “It was all I wanted to do. I’d even told my friends that I was going to be on the show. I couldn’t wait.”

Back to her mother, “Obviously I didn’t want her to have sex with a dog ... Certainly not on television for everyone to see ... But by the time she applied, we knew she wasn’t going to be talked out of it. We just wanted her to be happy.”

Her father, “Other girls her age are getting into drugs, having babies, or just drinking themselves into oblivion ... I was almost relieved that she had such a specific idea of fun. She had talked about buying a dog, but we could stop that. Then she talked about using a friend’s dog, or a stray, and we had to steer her TOWARD your show...”

Mother, “After she got turned down the first time, we figured she might never get picked – and at least if she was picked, she’d be safe, and well taken care of ... And happy. And that’s all a parent really wants.”

Back with Jess. Sitting cross legged on the bed, smiling expectantly into the camera.

How do you feel right now?

“Excited. It’s like Christmas Eve ... Except I know my present is exactly the one I want, and it’s coming now ... And it’ll get to unwrap me!!” She smiles. It’s a smile that really lights up her relatively plain face.

Outside ... Walking down the street toward us in slow motion. A fat, balding man, and his dog ... The man is Dennis. We haven’t seen him before, nor have we seen this animal on the show. Sleek, black, mean. Huge jaws and pointy ears. He looks like the hound of Dracula himself. A near perfect example of a Doberman Pincher. Tall and slim, around 70 lbs, and with an amazing shiny coat.

The man’s voice is croaky and southern, like Ray Winstone after swallowing broken glass, “The ‘ound of ‘ell, the beast from the east end ... Don’t let the looks fool ya, he’s a lover not a fighter ... A licker not a biter ... He’s a rock ‘ard, go ‘ard, take you in the back yard, mean muvva-fucker ... He’ll fuck your sister, your wife and your daughter if he gets the chance too. All the way from East ‘am ... I give you...” Now they are right up to the camera with the dog ‘posing’, his teeth bared, heaving against his chain... “Casanova the Fird.”

Cut to Dennis sitting in the living room of Jess’s home, with Casanova sitting and panting at his feet. Jess’s father is in his armchair, her mother standing behind him. Father looks bemused, mother looks scared and is clearly keeping the chair (and her husband) between herself and the dog.

“Don’t worry ... He won’t attack ... Casanova’s comes from a long-line of lady-lovers...”

Cut to Jess, in her bedroom, undressing infront of the mirror. She isn’t a glamour-girl, but she doesn’t look too bad. As her clothes come off we see her slight, pale, frame – she’s very slim, but has surprisingly large boobs almost spilling out of her black bra.

From now on we cut back and forward between her undressing, Dennis telling his story, and various photos – beginning with a picture of a younger, slimmer Dennis with his wife, maybe 20 years ago, posing alongside a proud looking Doberman, Casanova I. The wife is ok looking but nothing special, Casanova I is magnificent. “When my wife, god bless ‘her, was young, she ‘ad a real fing for dogs, and I didn’t mind at all ... We bought the first Casanova and trained ‘im up from a puppy. He used to do her every other day. I didn’t get mine until she was finished wif ‘im.”

Cut to Jess as she removes her bra, her big boobs sag a bit more than you’d expect for a teenager, big nipples are erect. She lifts them and pushes them together, checking herself in the mirror.

Another picture – this time an older, rounder couple, both Dennis and his wife, with Casanova I and another black beast, a juvenile ... Casanova Jr. “We used to advertise Casanova in the local paper for breedin’. Some women got the right idea and we made some good friends. Casanova especially. Sometimes people would get the wrong idea, and they’d pay us to let Casanova impregnate their dogs. When he was starting to get on we took one of his puppies as payment for breedin’. My wife trained that little fella up too. When Casanova ‘retired’, Junior took over.”

Back to Jess – now pulling her jeans down. Skinny legs, slightly bony hips. Not too skinny, but no curves down below.

Another picture – this time much more recent, a middle aged Dennis and his wife, maybe only 1-2 years ago. Again with two Dobermen. One older the other younger. Casanova Junior, and Casanova the Third. “Jump forward another 6 or 7 years, and we did it again ... Along comes Casanova the Fird. My wife, bless her, she passed away last year. She was sick for a while, her last wish was that we apply for the show and give Casanova’s legacy to the world. So ‘ere we are.”

Back to Dennis and Casanova in the living room. “He’s five years old. He trained better than any dog we’ve seen on the show, and he’s ready to blow your little girl away!”

The parents look shell-shocked. Then we hear Jess’s voice from upstairs. “I’m ready...”

Dennis stands, nodding and smiling to Jess’s parents as he exits the room with Casanova at his side, leaving them looking a little stunned.

Your only child is about to have sex with that dog ... How does that make you feel?

Her mother looks for words, but they don’t come. Father, “I think it’s safe to say we aren’t the happiest parents in Stoke.”

Upstairs, in Jess’s dark bedroom, the skinny, pale, teenage tart is sitting on the corner of her bed in nothing but a pair of white bikini brief panties. A nervous smile on her face as the sound of dog’s feet on the stairs gets closer ... Then Casanova enters the room – all sleek and scary looking – and Jess falls in love at first sight!

“Oh my God, he’s gorgeous ... I want his poster on my wall...”

“You’re going to get more than his poster, darlin’!” Chuckles Dennis.

She looks over at Dennis with a smile as she slips off the bed onto the floor so she can kneel next to the beast. Stroking him, nervously at first, then with a little more confidence. Dennis never lets the dog off his chain. Casanova leans against Jess as she strokes him, asserting his superiority over her. She seems to like the feel of his short hair against her body.

Without any prompting she reaches under his belly and starts to fondle his sheath. “Is this okay?” She asks, not waiting or caring what the answer might be. Dennis chuckles again, “I don’t see Casanova complaining...”

Jess chews her bottom lip as she leans forward for a better grip, jerking the dog’s cock in little bursts as his hairy back rubs against her big boobs. She looks up into camera and says, “I can’t believe I’m actually doing this...”

Downstairs, her parents wait in silence. Father still in his armchair, mother now sitting on the couch. They don’t watch tv, or read, or talk ... Just sitting in silence.

Back up in Jess’s bedroom, with her jerking and fondling the dog’s cock to an erection.

How does that feel?

“Hot ... And hard ... And big ... Bigger than my boyfriend...” She smiles and keeps fondling. The tip of Casanova’s cock already showing, a pink bullet of pleasure, all slick and shiny with pre-cum. He’s still standing beside her, leaning into her, and she can’t actually see what she’s playing with, only feel it.

How do YOU feel?

She looks past the camera to the producer asking the question. The smile so wide she may need a surgeon to remove it. “I’m so fucking happy!” She jerks him some more, then looks from the director to the Dennis and back... “Can I suck it? Is that okay?”

Dennis says Casanova loves having his cock sucked, so she’s more than welcome. Just remember to be gentle, and Jess slips down even further so that she’s almost laying down on the floor, her big boobs spreading and resting wide on her narrow chest. She’s now looking up at his cock. Getting a good look for the first time ... And, “It’s HUGE!” she gasps, the smile still wide. It’s inches from her face and she obviously can’t wait to get closer.