The boom in self-published smut has seen a proliferation of sub-genres. One of these is bigfoot porn. It’s not quite bestiality. Bigfoot may be a different species, but he shares the human branch on the tree of life. He’s just bigger, hairier and not capable of sophisticated verbal communication. Just grunts and moans.
In this story a group of sexy women and their all male filming crew set out into the woods to find the elusive creature. The idea is to produce a reality television show which is big on T. & A. to make up for the fact that, like most bigfoot hunts, it is unlikely to produce any real evidence. The women are serious about what they are trying to do, though. They don’t share the director’s cynicism.
There may not be a lot of variations one can work on the bigfoot sex story, but that doesn’t matter. Jaz Hall does what she always seems to do with her light-hearted stories. She creates an infectiously raunchy confection in which there is a friendly playful quality to all of the increasingly uninhibited goings on.
(reviewed 2 years after purchase)