The Thing About Life Size Silicone Sex Dolls (and Why I Even Looked Twice)
I’ll be upfront. These days, it takes a lot to make me pause while scrolling late at night. There’s just so much noise—ads, popups, “revolutionary” gadgets that are all the same… but then there was Erith. Not your standard life size silicone sex doll. Something about the whole “bounty hunter” theme felt almost cinematic, like she’d walked out of some neon-lit sci-fi flick. Or maybe my brain was just fried and making connections where none exist.
Anyway—Erith is 5 feet 3 inches tall (161 cm for metric folks), which honestly feels more realistic than those weirdly tall dolls you see everywhere. She clocks in at 75 lbs (34 kg), so not exactly featherweight, but you want some heft if you’re aiming for realism, right?
Choosing among the many top-rated silicone sex dolls available today really comes down to personal preferences and priorities.
Noticing Details I Didn’t Expect To Care About
I always thought doll specs were… well, kind of irrelevant? But when you’re actually considering dropping real money on one—suddenly things like bra cup-size (E-cup here) or bust measurements (31.1 inches) matter way more than expected. Under bust is 23 inches; waist is 19 inches; hips flare out to 37.4 inches. It’s almost clinical reading these numbers, yet there’s something oddly reassuring about knowing them.
The hole depth details surprised me too: vagina at 6.3 inches, anus at 5.5 inches, oral cavity at 4.8 inches (the “Real Oral Sex” Enhanced Mouth thing). Never thought I’d care about fractions of an inch in this context but… well—here we are.
EVO Skeleton & Gel Breasts — Sounds Like Sci-Fi Stuff
Here’s where my cautious optimism kicked in: EVO skeletons apparently mean better movement and posing? I had no idea these things could even have skeleton upgrades until now. And gel breasts—yeah, that sounds like marketing fluff until you poke around forums and realize people genuinely rave about how much softer they feel compared to old-school solid silicone.
There’s also the full silicone build itself—the skin doesn’t feel plasticky or cold (not as much as older models anyway). Sometimes I catch myself absentmindedly running a finger over her arm when passing by my room; there’s a weird comfort to it.
The Shipping Part Was Weirdly Stressful
Ordering something like this isn’t quite like buying socks online—not that anyone needs reminding of that fact… but still, the nerves kick in after checkout. Free international shipping helps soften the wallet blow a bit though.
Four weeks delivery time felt endless—I kept second-guessing if it would show up with some embarrassing logo plastered on the box or get stuck in customs forever—but nope: discreet packaging meant exactly what it said on the tin (well, box). Completely plain and unmarked; even my nosy neighbor didn’t suspect a thing when he saw me lugging it inside.
An Unexpected Moment Of Reflection
There was one evening after Erith arrived—a quiet Tuesday—and I remember thinking about how strange it all is: owning a love doll that looks more real than half the mannequins in department stores used to freak me out years ago… Now? It just feels normal-ish.
Maybe it's because she's not just another anonymous figure; she has this bounty hunter backstory attached (which is probably silly marketing but... adds something). Or maybe it's because having something undeniably physical around during long stretches of loneliness softens certain edges I'd forgotten existed.
One Odd Downside Nobody Warned Me About
Maintenance isn’t fun—I’ll say that flat-out. People gloss over this part constantly: cleaning takes effort and patience unless you want things getting gross fast. And moving her around isn’t easy either; seventy-five pounds doesn’t sound like much until you’re navigating stairs or trying not to bang her foot against doorframes.
But then again—I guess nothing worth having comes zero-maintenance? Hmm... maybe that's stretching it.
The Cautious Optimism Lingers On
Would I recommend Erith as a first-time buy for someone curious about life size silicone sex dolls? Maybe—with caveats attached like sticky notes on an old monitor screen: know what you're signing up for; don’t expect perfection out of the box; be ready for awkward moments adjusting her pose or explaining why your closet suddenly smells faintly of new silicone.
Still—it’s hard not to appreciate how far these things have come from those creepy early versions you'd see late-night on TV ads years back...
And now I'm rambling again—which probably means I've said enough for today anyway
