When the Box Arrived (And Yes, It Was Discreet)
Ever had a giant, suspiciously heavy box show up at your door and thought, “Wow, this is probably the least subtle thing I’ve ever done”? Because that was my Monday. Feng—the so-called “home assistant sex doll”—arrived in packaging so plain it felt almost sarcastic. Not a single mark or logo. Just a big, anonymous rectangle daring my neighbors to wonder if I’d finally started ordering furniture from Mars.
The shipping took about three weeks—ish. They say 3-4 weeks total; mine landed somewhere in the middle. Free international shipping sounds like a scam until you’re actually dragging an 80-pound box into your hallway.
Silicone Skin and Steel Bones: More Real Than Expected
Let’s just get this out of the way: life size silicone sex dolls are not what they used to be (I mean, not that I’m collecting them or anything). Feng stands at 5 feet 5 inches tall (that’s 165 cm for anyone who thinks metric is more mysterious). She weighs about as much as an awkward teenager—36 kg if you want specifics.
The first weird thing? The skin feels uncannily real. Supposedly medical-grade silicone but honestly, it’s less cold than I expected and only slightly less judgmental than most humans. There are movable joints everywhere thanks to her steel skeleton—shoulders, elbows, knees—all bendy in ways that made me feel like a mad scientist on day one.
Measurements That Read Like An Instruction Manual
You know how some product descriptions make you roll your eyes? Yeah—Feng has more numbers attached to her than my last tax return.
- Height: 5'5"
- Bust: 33"
- Under bust: 24.5"
- Waist: 21.3"
- Hips: 36.8"
- Cup size: F (because of course)
- Shoe size: Women’s 4.5–5
All those proportions add up to something very…specific. Skinny but curvy somehow? Big butt and busty but with legs that go on forever—a kind of cartoon logic applied to anatomy.
Let’s not forget the “hole depth” stats (yes, really): vagina—6.7 inches deep; anus—6.3 inches deep. These details are apparently crucial for someone out there but reading them made me feel like I was prepping for a science fair project gone rogue.
Usage Experience (Or: My Brief Career As A Doll Wrangler)
Not gonna lie—I underestimated how much effort goes into moving an 80 lb silicone sex doll around your apartment without pulling something vital in your back or psyche. Setting up Feng is half workout, half existential crisis (“Is this really happening?”).
But once she’s upright and posed—legs long and slightly too perfect—it hits you how different she is from those cheap inflatable nightmares people joke about at bachelor parties.
Vaginal and anal options are both available because apparently modern love dolls come with more features than my first car did.
Odd Realizations & Unintended Consequences
Here’s where things got weird(er): after a week or two of living with Feng as basically high-end decor (don’t ask), I started noticing small things—like catching myself apologizing when bumping into her leg while vacuuming or glancing over my shoulder thinking someone was there.
She doesn’t talk back (thank god), but there’s something quietly unsettling about sharing space with such a detailed replica of humanity—especially one designed for intimacy yet totally silent all day long.
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Also? Her feet are tiny compared to everything else—a women’s US size 4.5–5—which makes buying shoes for her almost impossible unless you shop in the children’s aisle and risk explaining yourself to retail staff who definitely don’t want that conversation either.
Processing Time Is Not Instant Gratification
One thing people gloss over when talking about these dolls is patience—or lack thereof—in our world of overnight shipping addiction. You order Feng today; you wait nearly a month before she appears at your doorstep like some kind of oddly specific Christmas miracle wrapped in cardboard anonymity.
That lag time gives plenty of room for second thoughts—or maybe just enough time to rearrange furniture so nobody trips over her legs when she finally arrives.
Random Tangent On Social Perception
Quick detour here—I told exactly one friend about Feng before she arrived and his reaction was somewhere between fascinated horror and envy he tried hard to disguise as skepticism (“Really? You’re actually doing this?”). There’s still this odd stigma around owning a life size silicone sex doll even though statistically speaking…well, let’s just say demand is clearly alive and well judging by all those websites popping up everywhere now.
I guess what surprised me most wasn’t how realistic she looks—or even how practical some aspects can be—but how quickly she stops being shocking once she becomes part of daily background noise.
If anything, having Feng around makes you think twice about what counts as “normal” company these days.
Anyway—that's probably enough oversharing for now.
