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ON THE SET | | By Shawn Alff
Beating Around the Bush
Behind the scenes with Abella Danger on ‘Pure Bush 3’
and peek inside. Streams of
Icup my hands against the window
power cords run into a room just
out of view. Muffled moans and
the muted slap of bodies accent
the pulse of wind strumming the
overgrown grass and palms.
The shoot house stands out on
the street. The other mansions are
surrounded by landscaped yards that
look like putting greens or scenic
parks. The yard around this shoot
house has a more natural design; it
grows wild and unruly, likely violating
several neighborhood association
regulations. Sections of a fallen tree
lie sliced and disassembled. Currents
of leaves circle the pool. New growth
springs from the bushes surrounding
the house.
A Doberman Pinscher bursts
through the hedges. In a flash I
imagine my death muted by the
climax of the sex scene in the house.
The Pinscher’s muzzle dives into my
crotch and nuzzles the denim. I try to
gently push his huge mouth away but
he jumps up on me, mounting me in
a show of dominance. I suppose being
prodded by a furry dog dick is better
than being mauled.
The property owner, Mikey, comes
around the corner and calls off his
dog. He motions me inside, telling
me the scene with Tommy Gunn and
Keisha Grey just wrapped.
The house’s foyer is lined with faux
tree trunks that spring from the floor
and through the ceiling to support
a rooftop patio. This indoor forest
forms the backdrop for Airerose
Entertainment’s Pure Bush 3.
“Hey Chad,” Mikey yells to videographer
Chad Diamond. “I found this guy fooling
around with my dog in the yard. Said he’s
answering your Craigslist ad about butt sex.
He seems pretty legit.”
Correcting Mikey, I say I’m actually a
professional bush fluffer. I’m here to add a bit
of body, texture, style, and intrigue to Abella
Danger’s bush—if not in a physical sense then
at least in my lush description of it.
While we wait for Abella to arrive, Diamond
shows me cellphone photos of recent shoots.
He has a photo set from a film titled, 1500
Pounds of Flesh. In the scene three obese
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women covered him in whip cream and devoured him.
“That middle one is Sweet Cheeks,” he says. “She’s a bad ass. She’s a
grandmother and she can do the splits.”
He shows me nudes of a trans woman he wants to work with. Her affected
femininity is so flawless that even her dick looks lady-like. Diamond and his wife
are stockpiling content for their website, SomethingExtra.com. The site features
models with something extra: extra weight, age, dicks—any attribute that lands
these models out the range of mainstream performers.
“My wife has fucked more trannies than I have,” Diamond says, grinning,
seeming both jealous and proud.
I can’t imagine him finding a more fitting wife, or profession, for exploring his
sexual red herrings.
It’s easy to dismiss erotic genres like trans, BBWs, or even pubic hair as weird
or even unnatural. However, it’s precisely their divergence that defines them as
normal. Humans are unique among other species not only in our ability to adapt
to the unknown, but also in our desire to explore it. We thrive on diversity. The
adult industry has survived in large part because of its ability to acclimate, to
explore new erotic niches and experiment with new revenue streams. Porn fans
hunt for novel performers appearing in unique scenes. We crave the strange.
Even those of us who grew up devouring images of perfectly waxed Playboy
Playmates of the late 1990s are curious about pubic hair.
Abella Danger arrives ready for action. Light makeup accents her natural
beauty and a tall cup of coffee fuels her uninhibited demeanor. She sets the
coffee down and strips out of her street clothes. Then she runs her fingers
through her pubic hair and sniffs her armpits. Recently she switched to an all-
natural deodorant. She likes the natural scent, which she describes as a blend
between grass and sage.
She slides her muscular legs into stockings that further conceal the fact that
she doesn’t shave her faint leg hair. She lacks tattoos, artificial enhancements,
and plastic surgery. She is as organic a specimen of femininity as one can find in
an industry that traffics in constructing fantasies.
I ask Diamond about the lack of a makeup artist/hairstylist on set.
“We maxed out our budget with A-list girls like Keisha and Abella,” Diamond
says. “We hired girls who are hot enough that they don’t need anything extra.”
This understated style complements the aesthetic of the Pure Bush series.
Viewers who crave bushes probably also prefer women with minimal makeup
to distract from their natural beauty. Of course I can’t help but fantasize about
pioneering a career as a “bush fluffer.” I imagine all the ways in which I could
style Abella’s bush. I could frost the tips, trim it like a bonsai, shave it into
geometrical designs, straighten the hair with a flat iron, braid it into neat
cornrows, or create topiary mazes for viewers to get lost exploring.
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