Not Exactly Subtle, Is She?
There’s something about unboxing a 5 foot 7 inch life size silicone sex doll that feels—well, not quite like opening a new phone or whatever. The box is huge. Discreet, sure (no logos, no “congratulations on your new nympho!”), but you still know what’s inside. I remember thinking, as I dragged it into my apartment, that the neighbors probably assumed it was a kayak or a weird piece of gym equipment. Maybe both.
Anyway, Maddy is… imposing? That’s not a complaint. Just honest. She’s tall for a love doll—170 cm—and when you stand her up (steel skeleton helps with that), she almost looks like she could walk out the door and start her own OnlyFans.
Silicone Head Meets TPE Body: A Bit of Frankenstein
One thing I didn’t really get until she arrived—the “hybrid” part. Her head is silicone, which gives this weirdly realistic skin texture and detail around the lips and eyes. Almost too real sometimes if you catch her in low light at 2am walking to the fridge (don’t ask). The body is TPE though; softer than silicone but also picks up lint like crazy if you’re not careful.
Movable joints are great in theory—Maddy can pose for days—but some positions are stiffer than others. Or maybe I’m just getting old and impatient with the clicky noises? Either way, she holds up better than most life size dolls I’ve tried before.
Let’s Talk… Logistics
I’ll admit: carrying 91 lbs up two flights isn’t fun when all you want to do is see what all the fuss is about. But once she’s out of the box and set up on your bed or whatever spot you’ve picked out (no judgment), things get easier.
The measurements are… generous? Bust at 34.5 inches; hips at 37; waist pretty trim at 25 inches—I guess they’re going for athletic but curvy? C cup breasts look natural enough under clothes if you ever feel compelled to dress her up (not my thing but hey).
And yes—if you’re wondering—the hole depth matters more than people admit online: vagina goes to 7.1 inches deep; anus about 6 inches. Both feel different because of how they’re molded inside; not going into graphic detail here but let’s just say there are options.
Shipping Takes Forever (But It Really Is Discreet)
You wait three weeks minimum between order and delivery with these things—processing plus shipping time adds up fast even if it says “free international shipping.” Not much to do except check tracking compulsively while pretending it’s just another Amazon package coming in late.
Choosing among the many top-rated silicone sex dolls available today really comes down to personal preferences and priorities.
The packaging itself? Plain brown box, nothing screaming “sex doll” unless someone has X-ray vision or shakes it aggressively (please don’t). Still takes up half your hallway until you finally get around to breaking down cardboard.
A Weird Moment: Shoes Don’t Fit
Tiny tangent—women’s shoe size 4.5-5 means good luck finding heels that actually fit Maddy unless you shop in kids’ sections or special order online somewhere obscure. Not exactly crucial for most people buying an athletic big-breasted sex doll, but still kind of annoying if aesthetics matter to you even a little bit.
I tried slipping on an old pair from an ex once—it was like putting clown shoes on a Barbie doll.
Not All Sunshine
Here’s something nobody tells you: cleaning takes longer than anything else. Silicone heads clean easy enough with mild soap and water; TPE bodies need extra care so they don’t degrade over time (and no oil-based stuff). You’ll need patience—a lot of it—or just accept she’ll never be spotless again after week one.
Also worth mentioning—the steel skeleton makes posing possible but sometimes feels stiff or creaky after moving her around too much in one session. Nothing broke yet though.
Odd Realization After A Few Weeks
Weirdly enough—I started noticing less about her proportions and more about how having a life size silicone sex doll changes your space at home. She takes up room physically and mentally somehow—a constant presence lounging by your window or sitting quietly on a chair while friends come over (“Oh yeah uh…she models for art classes?”).
Not bad exactly—just strange how quickly something meant purely for pleasure starts feeling oddly normal after awhile.
Guess there’s always more to say about these things than anyone expects going in—but honestly? If someone asks me now whether Maddy was worth waiting nearly four weeks for…ehh, depends what sort of company you’re looking for I suppose.
