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 nudes
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.
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
Due to their lack of verbal abilities, touch is very important to wild females. Here we see a newly wild specimen allowing the dominant female to perform a gentle manual inspection. She starts with the hands, and, well... you can probably guess where it
This terrain may not be optimal for mating, but these two beauties clearly recognize me and are eager for some affection. Fortunately for them, my willingness to mate in adverse conditions is why I've held my position for as long as I have.
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”)
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
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 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
