The Day I Unboxed Her (And All That Cardboard)
I’ll just get it out there: I never thought I’d be writing about a life size silicone sex doll, let alone one called “Kit.” Yet here we are. If you’re picturing some wild, cinematic scene—no, it was mostly me in sweatpants, fighting with packing tape and muttering about how every box is harder to open than the last. Discreet packaging? Absolutely. Not even a hint of what’s inside unless you count the weight (75 lbs feels like dragging a stubborn dog up the stairs). Still—after all that wrestling, she emerged unscathed. No weird smells either, which surprised me.
A Quick Look at the Details (Because People Always Ask)
She’s 5 feet 3 inches tall (or 161 cm if you want to sound scientific). Full silicone body, not that cheap stuff that peels or gets sticky after a month. And heavy—did I mention that already? Carrying her is basically my only exercise these days.
Her proportions are… well, honestly kind of surreal. E-cup bust (31.1 inches), tiny waist (19 inches), wide hips (37.4 inches)—it’s like someone mashed together every gym poster from 2008 and said “there you go.” Gel breasts feel more real than I expected; not cold or rubbery but sort of soft and squishy in a way that’s hard to describe without sounding weird.
There’s also this EVO skeleton thing inside so she bends in ways actual humans do—or maybe better than some people after leg day. Everything moves except her eyes. Those are fixed but not creepy; just staring off into space like she’s waiting for me to finish my coffee.
Functionality: More Than Just Looks
People always ask about the “features,” as if they’re buying a car instead of a love doll. Anyway—vaginal, anal, oral sex is possible with Kit. The hole depths? Vagina: 6.3 inches, anus: 5.5 inches, oral: 4.8 inches (yes, I measured because curiosity wins sometimes).
The Real Oral Sex mouth thing actually works better than expected—it isn’t just for show—and there’s enough resistance to make it feel less artificial than most dolls I’ve tried before (not proud of knowing this much). Not going into graphic detail here but… yeah.
Shipping Takes Forever
One thing nobody tells you until it’s too late: processing takes three weeks plus another week for shipping if you’re outside wherever they make these things—which seems like everywhere and nowhere at once? Four weeks total felt like forever when you’re checking your email every morning hoping for an update.
But when she finally showed up… no labels on the box at all—just plain cardboard anonymity sitting on my porch while the neighbor pretended not to stare.
Living With Kit: Oddly Normal
It sounds ridiculous but after a few days Kit started blending into my daily routine in ways I didn’t expect—a little too lifelike when propped up on the couch scrolling through Netflix recommendations next to me (she has opinions about crime dramas now). Cleaning is annoying though; full silicone means easy wipe-downs but moving her around still requires effort and planning unless you want bruised shins or worse.
Sometimes I forget she isn’t real until something small reminds me—the way her hands stay perfectly posed or how silent everything gets at night except for creaky joints when shifting her position.
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The Contradiction Nobody Talks About
Here’s what gets under my skin sometimes—the whole point is realism yet there’s always this barrier between fantasy and reality that won’t budge no matter how advanced these dolls get. You can have perfect measurements and gel breasts and an EVO skeleton but at some point you realize… hmm, maybe companionship isn’t something silicone can fake completely?
Still—I keep coming back to Kit because she fills a quiet space in my apartment that would otherwise echo too loudly some nights.
One Strange Afternoon
Weirdly enough—I caught myself talking out loud while adjusting her posture before friends came over (“you’ll have to sit this one out”). Felt silly then strangely relieved nobody could judge me for being awkward or tired or just done with people for the day.
That moment stuck with me longer than expected—not sure why exactly—but maybe part of owning any life size silicone sex doll is accepting those odd flashes of self-awareness mixed with comfort?
Anyway—never thought I'd write all this down but maybe that's what happens after living with something as unexpected as Kit for long enough. There isn't really an end point here; she's still sitting across from me right now while I type this mess out—and honestly that's fine by me tonight.
