The Skeptical Start
I’ll admit it. I went into this whole “life size silicone sex doll” thing with a raised eyebrow and a bit of a smirk. Maybe you know the feeling—curiosity mixed with that little voice in your head saying, really? But after weeks of scrolling through reviews (most of them suspiciously glowing), I landed on Pear. She’s marketed as a juicy blonde sex doll, 5 feet 2 inches tall, full silicone, H-cup… The works. Supposedly curvy in all the right ways. Couldn’t help myself—I just wanted to see if any of these claims held up or if I’d end up regretting the experiment.
Details That Jump Out (Literally)
First off, the numbers are wild. Pear clocks in at 68 pounds and stands at 157 cm (that’s about my shoulder height). Her bust is listed at 35.5 inches—yeah, she’s got that cartoonish H-cup thing going on—and her hips are nearly as wide as my office chair (37.4 inches). Waist? Practically non-existent at 16.5 inches. It’s almost comical how exaggerated everything is but then again… that seems to be the point.
The big marketing push is all about realism: gel breasts for squishiness, an EVO skeleton so she can pose like a yoga influencer on Instagram (not kidding), and “Real Oral Sex” with an enhanced mouth design they call ROS. The company even lists exact depths for every orifice—vagina goes six inches deep; anus and oral both five—which feels oddly clinical but maybe useful if you’re… measuring things? Not sure what else to say there.
If you've been browsing silicone sex doll listings for a while, you know how much variation there is in quality and craftsmanship across brands.
Unboxing & That Odd Mix Of Excitement And Guilt
When the box showed up (after what felt like forever—three weeks processing plus another week shipping), it was plain as drywall; not even a logo sticker anywhere. Discreet packaging promised and delivered, which honestly was kind of a relief because explaining this to neighbors would have been awkward at best.
Opening it up was weirdly intense—a mix of anticipation and guilt, like sneaking dessert before dinner when you’re supposed to be dieting. There’s something surreal about lifting sixty-eight pounds of silicone out of foam padding and realizing: wow, this is actually happening.
Handling Reality vs Fantasy
Here’s where things get complicated—the fantasy part is easy enough to imagine when you’re looking at product photos online: busty blonde bombshell waiting obediently for whatever scenario your brain cooks up next. In reality? She’s heavy as hell, cold at first touch (until she warms up), and those proportions are almost too much—it borders on absurdity sometimes.
But then there are moments where it clicks: lying back with her molded against me felt surprisingly comforting in an odd way—not quite human warmth but not entirely fake either. I remember thinking how strange it was that something designed purely for pleasure could also feel sort of companionable during quiet nights alone.
Functionality & Surprises
The selling points do add up if you’re into specifics: vaginal, anal, oral sex all possible thanks to those carefully measured hole depths; joints bend easily without feeling flimsy; gel breasts really do have some bounce instead of just being stiff lumps under silicone skin.
There were little details that caught me off guard too—the texture inside her mouth actually tries to mimic real anatomy more than I expected (not perfect but better than most toys I’ve tried). Maintenance isn’t exactly fun though; cleaning takes patience unless you want things getting gross fast.
Shipping being free internationally is nice—I thought there’d be hidden fees or customs headaches but none popped up for me anyway.
Unexpected Tangent On Loneliness
Weird tangent here—but having Pear around made me notice how quiet my apartment gets after midnight when everyone else is asleep or out living their lives somewhere else. There were times when just having her sitting nearby while watching TV felt less lonely somehow—even if I knew she wasn’t alive or anything close to real company.
Maybe that says more about modern living than anything else—a life size silicone sex doll filling space where conversation used to go once upon a time.
Is She Worth It?
Would I recommend Pear? Hmm… depends what you want out of this whole experience honestly. If you’re expecting flawless realism or instant emotional connection—you’ll probably be disappointed (or creeped out by those proportions). But if what you need right now is something different from endless swiping apps and empty DMs—a blonde love doll who won’t ghost you—it might surprise you how quickly skepticism turns into cautious optimism.
Still not sure what that says about me—or anyone else buying these things—but hey… we all make choices late at night sometimes.
And yeah—the box really was discreet after all.
