Glowsticks and LEDs are useful in drawing out Wild Females. This beauty's spotted me now, and I'll have to be careful not to spook her if I'm to mate with her.
I'm sometimes asked if I joined the Department of Wild Female Sexuality and Procreation because I was a pervert, or if it was the job that turned me into a pervert. My answer? Yes.
Fit and confident females like this beauty are a high priority for our breeding program, to ensure the next generation of wild females is well-suited to their lifestyle. It's a bit more work for me though, but I'm hardly in a position to complain.
Each Fall I'm sent deep into the park to breed some of the more reclusive wild females. I found this beauty here squatting in this abandoned building, and judging by her stunned reaction, I wouldn't be surprised if I was the first man she's ever seen.
An update on my last post. The newly wild female has been fully accepted by her new Pride, and is already a favorite mating partner of the alpha female. While it's the bottom of the totem poll for now, it's a mighty fine start for her.
We believe this secretive pair of females make their nest high on the cliffs, safe from anyone who would bother them. The nest is hard to find and harder to get to, and the females want nothing to do with anyone else, including myself. It must be the per
This brunette beauty is hunting for amphibians in this shallow creek. She must keep perfectly still to avoid scaring off her quarry. After about a half hour of waiting, with whip quickness, she strikes, pulling a wriggling salamander from the water. (Fie
This stunning lady right here is our wrangler, for dealing with aggressive or territorial wild females. It's less traumatic for them and better optics for us to have a woman do it. Very good optics, I must say.
This female nests on the bluffs overlooking a lake. Every morning, she sits at the edge, sunning herself and carefully inspecting the lake. We don’t know exactly what she is looking for, but she always manages to head to the area of the lake where the
This poor female went feral while she was still wearing her bikini. She seemed annoyed by the constraining fabric but unable to remember how to remove it. Luckily for both of us, she allowed me to get close enough to remove her now-unneeded clothes. (Fie
This fierce little coastal female wanted very little to do with me, begrudgingly allowing me to take measurements in exchange for all of my lunch before scampering off into the safety of the water (32B-24-36, 5’8”)
This gorgeous brunette is the undisputed queen of this stretch of beach, which is very valuable real estate indeed. The shoreline is sheltered enough to avoid the largest breakers, making it an easy swim out to the kelp forest where she forages for kelp
Update: The contemplative female joined up with her pride, who still seem just as unsure about mating with me. These are likely all wild born, and wary of men. Perhaps they'll be more receptive to me come mating season in a few weeks.
Though most Wild Females stick to foraging, fishing, or scavenging, here we see one in active pursuit of prey. Her necklace indicates she's likely a semi-feral, so it's possible she acquired and retained her hunting skills from her civilized life. Trul
Not all females who go wild do so in the wild. This beauty here was fully civilized and living in the big city, and just went wild out of the blue. They found her hunting for fish at the marina. Quite fascinating, but we'll relocate her to a coastal hab
