I’ll admit, when I first started looking at life size silicone sex dolls—especially ones modeled after famous faces or, you know, vibes—I was skeptical.
Tired, even. There’s this parade of glossy photos and stats that all start to blur together after a while. But then the Stoya doll landed on my radar (or maybe just in my late-night search history), and something about her stuck.
Proportions That Actually Make Sense
It’s weird how many dolls are either cartoonishly exaggerated or just... off. Stoya is different. She clocks in at 5 feet 9 inches (175 cm)—which is pretty tall for a sex doll, honestly—and she feels like someone who could actually exist if you bumped into her at a coffee shop. Her bust is 34.8 inches, under bust 27.1, waist 25.8, hips 38… I remember thinking “wait, these numbers sound almost normal.” Not Barbie-ish. Just athletic and real enough to be believable.
The C-cup thing? It works better than I expected; not too big but definitely not forgettable either.
Touching the Silicone—Huh
Full silicone sex doll bodies are supposed to feel “real,” but most are cold or sticky or just wrong somehow. This one? Quietly impressive. The skin has this slight give that isn’t rubbery—more like... hmm, like pressing your thumb into your own thigh after sitting for too long (maybe that’s too specific). Anyway: it felt good enough that I stopped noticing the material and just sort of got used to it being there.
And yeah—the steel skeleton with movable joints helps more than you’d think for posing her naturally around the house (don’t ask why she ended up by my TV one morning).
Details People Don’t Talk About Enough
Let’s get blunt: hole depth matters if you’re going to invest in something this size and price range. Vaginal depth clocks in at 7.1 inches; anal goes about 6 inches deep—which is more generous than some brands bother with.
She weighs about 88 lbs (40 kg), which sounds heavy until you realize anything lighter starts feeling like a blow-up toy from a questionable party store. There’s heft here—a groundedness that makes things less awkward when moving her around.
Shoe size? Women’s US 4.5-5 if you ever want to dress her up for whatever reason (I tried boots once out of curiosity; they fit).
Shipping Wasn’t Weird At All
This part stressed me out before ordering: what would the box look like? Would neighbors see? Turns out: totally plain packaging, no labels screaming “sex doll inside!” Free international shipping helped take the sting out of waiting four-ish weeks (production plus shipping). Felt longer because anticipation does weird things to time—I kept checking tracking numbers every other day like some kind of secret agent with nothing better to do.
A Strange Realization
There was an odd moment after unboxing where I realized how quietly athletic she looked—broad shoulders without being harsh, legs proportioned right instead of those spindly mannequin sticks you sometimes see on cheaper models.
Maybe it’s strange to notice stuff like that on a love doll but… well, it mattered more than I expected once she was actually standing there in my room.
Not Everything Is Perfect
Okay—one tangent: lifting an 88-pound silicone body up stairs is no joke if you’re tired from work already (learned that fast). Also found myself wishing the fingers were less delicate; poseable yes, but don’t expect kung-fu grip levels here.
Still... none of those little annoyances really overshadowed the overall experience for me.
When it comes to premium silicone sex dolls, the differences in material quality become obvious once you start comparing side by side.
Why Did She Stick Around?
Honestly can’t say exactly why this life size silicone sex doll made such an impression compared to others I’ve tried or seen online—it might be those subtle details in shape and build quality or maybe just how easy everything felt once she arrived.
Anyway—I keep catching myself glancing over at her while making coffee or scrolling through emails late at night. Guess she fits into daily life easier than expected—even if nobody else knows she's there except me (and now maybe you).
That's probably enough rambling for now—my brain's drifting again—but yeah: quietly impressed turned out to be more lasting than I'd guessed.
