The box that didn’t say a word
I don’t know what I expected, but when the Fern sex doll arrived, the packaging was so plain it was almost suspicious. Not even a logo. Just cardboard and tape—like someone shipped me a mysterious IKEA shelf. I guess that’s discreet shipping for you (they promise it; they mean it). There’s something weirdly comforting about knowing your neighbors won’t get curious, but also… you start to wonder if you ordered the right thing at all.
Anyway, opening up an ultra realistic silicone sex doll is not like unboxing a phone or whatever. She’s heavy—90 pounds is no joke—and taller than most people expect (5 feet 6 inches, which made her feel more like a person than some mini fantasy object). When I first saw her face, with those athletic proportions and big breasts—blonde hair too—I remember thinking: this is either going to be really cool or really awkward.
Silicone skin vs.
my expectations
I’ve read enough reviews to be skeptical of anything labeled “life size silicone sex doll.” It always sounds better in marketing copy than in real life. But Fern actually surprised me here. The material felt… hmm, not exactly human? But definitely not plastic-y or cold like old-school dolls. Her skin had this subtle give when pressed and warmed up after a while (which is honestly less creepy than I thought).
Her joints are steel inside, so she moves—arms up, legs bent—but there’s still this uncanny valley thing happening if you stare too long. Still, the realism is wild: bust at 37 inches (H cup apparently), waist at 23-ish, hips just under 40 inches. Proportions are sort of exaggerated but in a way that makes sense for what she is.
Details nobody tells you about
Let’s talk about details because honestly? That’s where most of my skepticism lived before trying Fern out. For one thing: hole depth matters more than anyone admits online (vagina: 6.7 inches; anus: 6.6; mouth: 5-ish). If you’re tall or particularly well-endowed… maybe check those numbers twice.
Oh—and moving her around isn’t as easy as it looks in promo photos. Ninety pounds with floppy limbs can feel heavier than ninety pounds of anything else on earth. Dressing her? Weirdly satisfying and frustrating at the same time because she holds poses but not forever.
Anyone who's spent time researching realistic silicone sex dolls knows that specs alone don't tell the whole story.
Also: cleaning takes effort and patience—not fun but necessary if you want your “earth lover” to stay nice for longer than a week.
One odd moment (and then some curiosity)
There was this one afternoon—I’d left Fern sitting by the window dressed in regular clothes—and someone visiting asked if my girlfriend was home from work early. It threw me off completely; I laughed it off, but deep down? Kind of fascinating how convincing she looked from across the room.
It made me realize how much these dolls blur lines between reality and fantasy now that their faces aren’t cartoonishly fake anymore.
Is waiting worth it?
Processing takes weeks (2–3 weeks plus another for shipping), which feels endless when you’re impatient—but there’s something about anticipation that makes arrival day hit harder somehow. Free international shipping helps soften the blow cost-wise though.
I’m cautiously optimistic about how far these things have come since their early days—Fern isn’t perfect, obviously—but she does live up to being an ultra realistic silicone sex doll in all the ways that count for people who want… well, something close to real without strings attached.
Random tangent on fit and feel
Weirdly enough—the shoe size detail stuck with me (women's 6-6.5). Why do they bother making sure her feet are “correct”? Maybe because some folks care about dressing them head-to-toe authentically? Or maybe it's just another little touch to make everything seem plausible.
Sometimes these small things matter more than you'd think—even if nobody ever talks about them openly online.
Still thinking…
If you're searching for a life size silicone sex doll that's athletic-looking and delivers on realism without screaming “novelty toy,” Fern fits somewhere near the top of that list now—in my book anyway.
I don’t know if I’ll ever get used to having her around completely…but each day feels slightly less strange than before.
