Assume the doggie position.

And assume it these stunning ladies do in a show principally devoted to celebrating the naked female ass as an exhibition corridor of lust.

The cast, you'll note, is nearly the same as that found in Bare Essentials; likewise, a shared similarity is obvious in some of the sketches, except Naked Dolls tends to take its title more literally.  Felecia and her blonde friend do some synchronized bikini posing which, by now, should be a mandatory Olympic event.  Comes a sepia-toned segment that would be comfortably situated on the artsy Bravo channel, featuring a blonde working out on an urban roof top.

A spirited ode to technicolor finds a woman playing suggestively with orange and blue bowling balls while a naughty gust of wind continually blows up her league-sanctioned skirt.  Questionably, there's a pantyhose and hair rollers scenario evidently aimed at those viewers who have the impression that the marriage of the two items is one made in heaven.

Juli Ashton, meanwhile, is featured in a deliciously decadent b&w vignette that occupies itself with a slit in the seat of her panties.  A dead-on Helmut Newton recreation marries sunglasses and gold lamé while another b&w '40s-style lingerie skit finds a secretary going through her files while you'll want to go through her drawers.

The photography of Naked Dolls matches up fashionable dream elements with a sensational cast of ladies. Ripe pickings, obviously, for the alternative section in your stores.