The offshore barrier islands that this female calls home have few trees, so driftwood is a valuable commodity. She will drag this branch back to her nest, and wedge it in place to provide shelter from the wind, rain, and sun
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.
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.
I'm often out in the reserve for days and sometimes even weeks at a time, always accompanied by at least one female colleague. My presence helps keeps them from going wild themselves, and mating with them makes me more attractive to their wild sisters,
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
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”)
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.
If anyone's considering joining the Deptartment Of Wild Female Sexuality and Procreation, keep in mind that our research requires us to be as shameless and uninhibited as the Wild Females themselves, and we mate with one another frequently and freely.
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
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
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.
When a wild female gains weight (usually from too many hand outs), it concentrates in their hips and breasts, resulting in a voluptuous, exaggerated hourglass figure. They're best able to reproduce when they have surplus fat reserves, and are advertisin
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.
Wild Females are often thought of as creatures of pure instinct, but it seems this beauty here is putting some serious thought into whether or not to mate with me. The mind of a Wild Female is a strange but not necessarily simple thing.
This beach female fell asleep on the beach during low tide. Awoken by the returning waters wetting her sensitive underside, the female must now hurry to shore if she doesn't want to find herself trapped on this sand bank by the tide.
