Category Archives: Bestiality

Down The Rabbit Hole Of Underage Bestiality Youtube Videos

As if fathers didn’t have enough to worry about, there is a disturbing new trend sweeping the nation. I hate to be the bearer of bad news, but if you have a virginal young daughter on the precipice of womanhood, chances are she’s already filmed herself in an inappropriate romp with the family pet and uploaded it to youtube.

I don’t remember exactly how I stumbled upon this particular perverted Wonderland, but it is entirely possible I was chasing a white rabbit at the time. Needless to say, if I wasn’t on some sort of FBI watch list before, I most certainly am now.

But they won’t catch me; I’m fucking innocent. And these vids are totally street legal (even though most of the participants aren’t, canines included).

Now there are two ways I can roll with this. One, shine a light on how masturbating miscreants are getting their legal fix of illegal kicks right under our noses; or two, address the deeper issue at hand, which is this: no matter how much a lady doth protest, she is secretly turned on by letting Rover come over and giving that dog a bone.

And as recent studies indicate (and by “studies” I mean me studying these videos), this perplexing predilection seems to manifest itself during the onset of a young girl’s adolescence. Not convinced this is actually a thing? All you have to do is click the “watch on youtube” button on any one of these videos and check out the aggregate of sexually curious pre-teens documenting their forays into simulated canine copulation. Sure, these exploits have been filmed under the pretense of humor (or the influence of alcohol), but something in the arched backs and raised posteriors of these young girls tells me there is a taboo element of excitement as well.

Used to be, a father’s biggest concern was how to keep his daughter down on the farm after sending her to a racially integrated high school. Now he’s got to worry about Princess liking the farm a little too much. Survey says, his number one nightmare used to be a Guess Who’s Coming To Dinner scenario. Now it involves Great Danes and “knotting.”

What’s a daddy to do? Get her a cat? My high school girlfriend had a cat that would fly across the room and scratch you in the face if you looked it in the eye. I didn’t realize it at the time, but that furry prick was probably a jealous lover.

You could get her a hamster.  Just don’t let her name it Lemmiwinks. Goldfish are also an option, unless your daughter is Japanese. Those guys are into some weeeeeeird shit. But if you really want to play it safe, you should probably just get her a pet rock. One that’s not too smooth, either. You don’t want her using it as some sort of pleasure pumice.

Add this to the ever increasing list of reasons why I never want a daughter of my own.

Cum For Bigfoot

Cum For Bigfoot

I lay snuggled next to Bigfoot, whose name was Leonard.

That is the actual opening line from Cum For Bigfoot 2, an erotic eBook by Virginia Wade. According to the Amazon description, it is a story that contains: oral sex, anal sex, double penetration, rimming, spanking, penetration with a large object, threesomes, and an orgy. The fact that they all involve a Bigfoot or BigFeet is implied. But I’m getting ahead of myself.

About a month ago, I wrote a post about a post I wrote for LitReactor on The Wild West World of eBook Only Erotica. A year or so prior to that, I had written a post entitled Bigfoot: Super Rapist. Little did I know at the time that the two went hand in hairy hand.

Virginia-Wade-Medley

The versatility of Virginia Wade, author.

The fact that a sequel exists means that the first installment of Cum For Bigfoot must have been popular enough to warrant one. Hell, it must have been reeeeeally popular, because Virginia has also written a threequel, published February the 1st. Check out this amusing synopsis:

The Bigfoot saga continues with Porsche, Shelly, and Leslie’s abduction by a horny tribe of apes. In the third installment of the Monster Sex Series, Porsche and Shelly find themselves no closer to rescue, although relationships are forming between the apes and their captive fuck-bunnies. And, what’s not to love about an eight foot walking carpet with a huge penis? Could it be that Porsche is falling in love with her ape, Leonard? Will rescue finally cum for the girls or are they destined to have wild, hot, monster sex in the forest for all eternity?

So, I guess Bigfoot rape fantasies are a thing? Ladies, is this true? Couldn’t you just marry a Greek guy? In any event, it just proves the age-old adage: It isn’t rape if she enjoys it. Even if it’s by a hairy Neanderthal. Right, Greg Kelly?

Greg-Kelly-Bigfoot

Wild, hot, monster sex.

And if Big Foot rape isn’t your thing, don’t worry, Virginia’s got you covered. You can also be raped by Frankenstein or The Invisible Man. It’s all about options.

Slutdate

LitReactor

Longtime, Sunshine/Sondheim/Sonatine.

I know, I know… I’ve been spending all my time with that time-burgling slut-mistress, LitReactor.  I think Mrs. Jabber is starting to get suspicious. I don’t know how much longer I can keep up this business trip/golf tournament/hunting weekend ruse.

But I’ve been doing great things over at ye olde reactor of lit, and I gotta tell someone about all the hot, dirty sex I’ve been having with someone who isn’t my wife. You want details, you horndogs?

-I wrote a couple columns about the Top 10 Literary Jerks of all time. It contains enough racism, sex, and violence to sate most of my regular irregular blog readers.

-I interviewed cult provocateur Dennis Cooper, author of the George Miles Cycle. If that sounds too highbrow for you, bear in mind that he writes almost exclusively about gay sociopaths, gay cannibalistic serial killers, gay rape and incest, and gay necrophilia.

-I also wrote an update on/conducted a mini-interview with MIA sci-fi author Jeff Noon. If that sounds too highbrow for you, bear in mind that his debut novel, Vurt, contains its fair share of hallucinogenic drug use, brother/sister incest, and Dogman sex.

-I also oversaw some controversial news posts that saw us being accused of sexism, racism, and fostering a literary male hegemony.

So don’t be fooled by LitReactor’s academic trappings, dear minions, we’re having a lot of fun over there. It allows me to indulge my love of all things literary, and still manage to flex my patented brand of flippant verbosity. So just like Bartles and Jaymes, I thank you for your support.

And just in case this post isn’t dirty enough to attract the usual amount of search engine traffic, I’ll be tagging it: UNDERAGE NUDITY, TEENAGE PUSSY, BESTIALITY, NAMBLA, HOT GAY SEX, and HOW TO SUCK YOUR OWN DICK.

Stay tuned, because the wife is expecting me and I’ve got a lot of horrific posts planned for thejabber. I’ll be covering such hot-button topics as homosexual African American astronauts, alien sex toys, underage teen bestiality porn, and much much more.

Nightmare Chicken Face Rape Leads To Alien Style Impregnation And Breakfast

A Parallactic Pictures Production

of a film by
Kevin Kolsch

starring
James Lord

and introducing
Jacey Cockrobin
as
“The Chicken”

DOWN THE HATCH

A nightmarish tale of fatherhood and breakfast

Angelina Jolie Has Taken Her Love of Sarah Jessica Parker A Little Too Far

Jolie-Horse-4

Wilb-b-b-b-b-b-b-b-b-b-bur!

Move over Bo Derek, there’s a new queen of equine eros in town- is what I’d be saying if this were the year 2001. Unfortunately, I’m a little late to the Godiva game on this, so we’ll have to play with the space-time continuum a bit. Just like 1984 came and went without fulfilling Orwell’s dystopian predictions to a tee, there was no way Kubrick and Clarke could have foresaw this aberrant agape in their futuristic vision. 9 cinematic years later, in 2010, the crew of the Leonov and Peter Hyman spoiled the mystery of the first film by revealing the nonsensical hippie message of the imposing monolith- peace and love (a message that would later be recycled in Jim Cameron’s abysmal The Abyss). If we knew back then (2001) what we know right now (2010), we wouldn’t be the King of the Ladies, we’d extend that message of love beyond the Ruskies to the animal kingdom and start fucking horses.

Because what the monolith knew that we earthlings did not, is that the physical act of love between humans and horsemanity is as old as time itself. Hence all the centaur fossils found by Indiana Jones and Sean Connery over the years. Creationists believe centaurs were created by God and coexisted with Adam and Eve and the dinosaurs in the Garden of Eden, but science knows the sexy truth. It is high time we got back to our rutting roots, when “taking a trip to the glue factory” meant something entirely different than it does now.

Angelina Jolie Horse

Sex and the Country

Bunny Cunni

Bunny Cunni

Or, 19th Century Women Have Taken Their Love of Rabbits A Little Too Far.

Or, Films I Haven’t Seen That Contain Rabbit On Woman Sex That A Malaysian With Bad Grammar Is More Qualified To Review Than I.

So I’ll let him take it away. Via L2 Movies Talk, your new favorite movie review site:

From the ever erotica director, Walerian Borowczyk, a very good film of showing the immoral women behaviour in 3 parts of different short stories. Kinda love it except the 3rd story Marie. I preferred the 1st one which show how bad a woman can be when they wanted to. Wow, i m gonna find Borowczyk’s production :)

Immoral-Women-Cover

2nd woman – Marceline
Marceline is young and slut, she has a rabbit name Pinky. She always play with her rabbit and let it tickle her pussy. She ignore her parents and her parents get angry and cook her rabbit and force her to eat it. Marceline get angry and ran away, she ran to Petrus the black butcher and seduce him. Petrus rape Marceline in the barn and discovered she’s a virgin. He thought Marceline was dead and hang himself in the barn, but later on discover Marceline was not dead and ask for help. Marceline did not help and left him hang to dead, she then take away Petrus’ knife and slash her parents throat while they are sleeping.

water-dancer-rabbit-vibrator

Wow, never come between a girl and her rabbit. We here in the future have learned that lesson well and now encourage Lepine lovin’ (see above pic of bunny and “water dancer”). I guess young Marceline didn’t believe in reciprocating, because although she enjoyed when her bunny ate her, she didn’t enjoy eating her bunny.

On a tenuously related note, you know who else was a water dancer?

Arya Water Dancer

You’re all going to hell.

Controversial Science Experiment A Front For Freaky Naked Beluga Sex Show

WHY DO PEOPLE WANT TO HAVE SEX WITH AQUATIC MAMMALS SO BAD?!?! I’m tired of writing about it, but the public will not be sated. I feel like butch lesbian Mister Rogers in The Godfather Part III.

Naked Beluga Swim 2

Remember that episode of Seinfeld where Jerry dated the nudist and she strains to open the pickle jar? Yup. Bad naked.

So apparently there is some lady scientist who swims naked with beluga whales because they “don’t like clothes.” At least that’s what the men tell her, as they watch her frolic in sub-zero water from the safety of their parkas. They claim it’s all done in the name of “science,” but we know the TRUTH. Scientists are perverts.

Naked Beluga Swim

What's beluga for "she touched my bathing suit area?"

Leave it to the Russians. 90% of all internet porn comes from that area of the world, yet they are still pushing boundaries and innovating. Government subsidized bestiality porn masquerading as science may just be their masterstroke.

Tanukis: The Original Cutie Balls

Super Mario Bros 3

Little did I know, as a young man playing Super Mario Bros. 3, that there was a rich history of folklore associated with the Tanooki [sic] suit featured in the game. If only I could go back in time to inform twelve year old me that said folklore involved giant, shape-shifting testicles- I’m sure the information would  be put to good use.

(click the pictures for more pictures)

tanuki ball face

The idea of the Tanuki as a big-balled mischief maker is so old, it predates the King James Bible by hundreds of years. Take that, Jeebus! Because unlike the exploits of a certain purported messiah, the veracity of the Tanuki’s testicular endowment is based on real life. The raccoon dog has long been admired for having a comically disproportionate scrotum, and this has had a profound effect on Japan’s popular culture.

Tanuki balls beat fishIt is a full frontal sack attack- from 19th century woodblock prints to children’s cartoons to advertisements to breakfast cereals. There is even a nursery rhyme about them:

Tan-tan-tanuki’s testicles,
there isn’t even any wind
but they still go swing-swing-swing

No Mary Had A Little Lamb for Japanese school children, they’re straight singin’ about raccoon nuts!

Tanuki testicles

While primarily used in a humorous context, there have been several reported cases of the fetishising of these furry little creatures and their big, furry balls. It goes without saying that perverts should proceed with caution.  Because although they appear to be cute and cuddly, Tanukis are still wild animals. The woman in the illustration below may look to be on the brink of transcendental ecstasy,  but in actuality she is in for the tit-scratching of a lifetime. If those wounds were to get infected, they could lead to frothing at the teat and breast-rabies.

erotic tanuki balls

Someone has taken their love of Tanuki balls a little too far.

Tanuki lover may seem poised to succeed crazy cat lady as the lifestyle of choice for lonely spinsters, but best to keep that relationship platonic. That way, you won’t get your heart broken or your breast meat tore up. And if you’re a dude, you won’t get your dick bit.

Return of the Wet Goddess

Wet Goddess Dolphin Sex

I'm so wet...

And you guys thought I had nothing left to say on the subject of dolphin sex.

That’s probably because you haven’t read, Wet Goddess: Recollections of A Dolphin Lover. Self-published in 2010 with an initial press run of fifty, Goddess is a fictionalized account of some dude’s tumultuous love affair with a lady dolphin that has yet to see a second printing. According to the FAQ over at the official website (!), it took the author over forty years to write the pamphlet sized tome because, you know, those dolphins ain’t gonna fuck themselves. But before you get all high-and-mighty and pass judgment, please, remember- this was the 70′s. It was a wild time, full of key parties, wife swapping and aquatic mammalian sex orgies. Ask your parents, they’ll tell you.

Malcolm Brenner Dolphin Fucker

The face of a dolphin fucker

In one of the boldest moves known to man, author Malcolm J. Brenner opted against using a nom de fish-fucker and went with his government name. Because of this, he is widely considered to be the face of the delphinic movement. What kind of man rapes embarks on a romantic relationship with a dolphin? Brenner’s bio offers some insight:

Hanging over Brenner’s childhood was his parents’ interest in the pseudo-scientific theories of Wilhelm Reich, the notorious post-Freudian psychiatrist. Reich claimed to have discovered “orgone energy,” a primordial force that was the origin of the sex drive.  At an early age, Brenner was sexually molested by an “orgonomist” (orgone energy doctor) trained and certified by Reich to work with children. He plans to document this terrifying experience in a forthcoming autobiography, “Growing Up In The Orgone Box.”

I will read the shit out of that book. It’s like a bizarre, American version of WR: Mysteries of the Organism.

Malcolm Brenner with Dolphin

Not in the ear, please

Sometime after this, Brenner graduated from high school, went to college, and fucked a dolphin. But the weirdness doesn’t stop there. His first wife was a witch, who taught him not to judge his relationship with the dolphin on its form, but on its content. Shockingly, that ended in divorce. Then, he met a normal woman:

While living in Shiprock, Brenner proposed to a woman from Farmington, N.M. with two children. Two weeks before their wedding, he was shocked to learn that she had had a remarkable and protracted UFO ‘encounter’ in 1978. Recovering the suppressed memories of this event left her wracked with fear for her safety, and with questions about her own identity. Torn between his feelings for his spouse and his inherent skepticism, Brenner took the investigation as far as he dared. The harrowing experience of investigating his wife’s unbelievable story is the subject of “The Jor-Dan Chronicle,” Brenner’s next novel.

I will read the shit out of that book as well. This guy is 3 for 3.

While his second family collapsed around him, Brenner voluntarily committed himself to a locked psychiatric ward in Gallup, N.M. for five days in late 1999 out of concern that he might lose self-control. He and his second wife divorced the next year.

Par for the course, and fodder for a fourth novel. Help support a great artist by purchasing a copy of Wet Goddess HERE. If you are on the fence, you can view a sample chapter, or if you are blind, you can listen to the author read from the prologue. Don’t let the fact that it sounds like it was written by a fifth grader deter you. This is an amazing story about the power of love. Huey Lewis wrote a song about it.

More dolphin sex

Thanks, once again, to that Big Shot, The Tall Ry.

Bestiality is the New Civil Rights Movement

Equality for Everyone

Consider yourself accepting? Tolerant? Inclusive? Do you hold these truths to be self evident, that all men are created equal and are endowed with certain inalienable rights to fuck what they will? Then you’ll want to get in on the ground floor of the latest rights movement- the sexual rights of zoophiles!

That’s right! Gay is passe. Bestiality is the new civil rights movement. You know how you made fun of your great grandparents for owning black people? Well, you don’t want your ancestors to think you were a square because you turned up your nose at a bit of dog fucking, do you? You want to be the Abraham Lincoln to the zoophiles slaves. You want to be Moses. Go forth and shout it from the mountain tops- Let my people go, America, LET MY PEOPLE GO!!!

The movement goes at least as far back as 2009, when THIS article was published by The Palm Beach New Times, but longtime readers know that the jabber has been documenting the zoophile’s struggle since 2007. In the interest of journalistic integrity, we haven’t taken sides, but it should be pretty obvious what our intentions are- making fun of anything and everything! Equality For All!!!