The Unboxing Moment (Or, Actually, the Waiting)
I’ll admit it right away—I didn’t think I’d ever write about a life size silicone sex doll. Especially not one with a name like Addison: Farmer’s Daughter. But curiosity is weirdly persistent, and after stumbling across her profile online (5 feet 5 inches tall—taller than I expected for some reason), something just stuck in my mind. Maybe it was the whole “farmer’s daughter” aesthetic, or maybe it was just the boredom talking.
The shipping was free and supposedly discreet. And yeah, that part held up—if you’re worried about nosy neighbors or delivery people, the box is completely plain and unlabeled. Took almost exactly four weeks to arrive (three for processing, then another week in transit). That felt like forever at first, but by week three I’d almost forgotten about it… until suddenly there she was on my doorstep.
First Encounter: More Real Than Anticipated
Pulling Addison out of her packaging—she weighs 79 lbs (36 kg), which isn’t nothing—was awkward at best. But once she was standing there (well, leaning against the wall while I caught my breath), I had to admit something kind of embarrassing: she looked way more realistic than those old-school dolls you see in memes.
Her proportions are oddly precise: bust at 32 inches, waist 21.7 inches, hips 34.6 inches. Long legs too—honestly longer than mine if we’re being honest here—and her skin felt cool but convincingly soft when I brushed past her arm setting things up.
I remember thinking… is this what they mean by “full silicone sex doll”? Because yeah—the detail surprised me. Even the steel skeleton with movable joints gave her this poseable-but-not-creepy flexibility that made arranging her feel less like moving furniture and more like moving… well, not quite a person but not exactly a mannequin either.
Details You Can’t Ignore
Let’s get real for a second—the site lists all sorts of measurements most people wouldn’t mention in polite company: vagina depth 7.1 inches; anal depth 6 inches; mouth wasn’t listed though (maybe intentional?). The point is, they aren’t shy about what she’s built for.
But what caught me off guard wasn’t just the stats—it was how much effort clearly went into making everything seem lifelike without crossing into uncanny valley territory. Her breasts are firm but have give; joints click softly when bent; even her hands have little creases molded in.
One thing that threw me off? She’s skinny—almost model-like—which might be your thing or not depending on personal taste. For me it took some getting used to; she feels young and tall and white-skinned in this very specific way that probably fits a particular fantasy niche more than others.
Is It Weird To Be Impressed?
Here’s where skepticism met reality: I expected Addison to feel gimmicky or disposable somehow—a novelty item destined for closet exile after two uses max—but honestly? There’s craftsmanship here you can’t ignore even if you want to roll your eyes at the concept itself.
Movable joints make posing surprisingly easy once you get over the initial awkwardness (pro tip: bend knees before lifting unless you want an accidental wrestling match). Cleaning takes patience—not glamorous—but nothing shocking if you’ve read any basic love doll care guide before diving in.
And there’s something quietly impressive about how much attention went into making sure everything feels secure and solid—the steel skeleton doesn’t wobble or creak weirdly when moved around.
Tangent: The Odd Discreetness Of It All
Weirdly enough—I spent half as much time worrying about someone seeing me unpack Addison as actually unpacking her. Maybe because society still treats life size silicone sex dolls as punchlines instead of products with actual demand? Whatever the reason… nobody noticed anything except a big brown box outside my door for half an hour one afternoon.
That said—I did find myself glancing over my shoulder every time I moved her from room to room those first few days.
One Small Regret
If there’s one thing that nags at me now—it’s probably that four-week wait combined with a mild case of buyer's doubt halfway through (“Do I really need this?”). But by now she sort of blends into daily life—a quietly present figure who neither judges nor interrupts Zoom calls from across the room when stashed out of sight behind a door somewhere.
If you've been browsing silicone sex doll listings for a while, you know how much variation there is in quality and craftsmanship across brands.
Guess that's as close as I'll get to normalizing things around here—for now anyway.
