The box on my doorstep (and the weirdness that came with it)
It showed up after three weeks. Maybe four? Hard to remember exactly, because by then I’d sort of stopped checking the tracking number every morning. The package was—well, just a regular brown box, nothing screaming “life size silicone sex doll inside!” which honestly is all you really want from shipping something like this. Discreet packaging is not a luxury; it’s a necessity.
Anyway, dragging 94 pounds of very silent company into the apartment isn’t as simple as it sounds. My neighbor saw me wrestling with the box and gave me that look—the one that says “I’m not going to ask.” Probably for the best.
For those exploring lifelike silicone sex dolls for the first time, the level of realism in modern craftsmanship can be genuinely surprising.
First time seeing Wes (not what I expected?)
Wes is tall. That 5 feet 7 inches (170 cm) isn’t just a number on a screen; it’s… imposing in person. I remember thinking, standing her up for the first time—she’s almost my height, but somehow feels more solid? The steel skeleton gives her this weight and presence that you don’t get from cheap knockoffs.
Her skin is tan, soft enough to pass for real at a glance, though if you poke too hard you’ll feel the silicone give way. Not unpleasant—just different than I expected. The breasts are big (C cup), but they fit her proportions: bust at 34 inches, hips over 41 inches, legs long enough to make me wish I stretched more often.
Realistic details—and some surprises
The thing about these realistic silicone sex dolls is how detailed they’ve gotten lately. Movable joints everywhere: shoulders, elbows, knees—you can pose her however you want (within reason). It takes effort though; she doesn’t move like a featherweight mannequin.
Vaginal depth? 6.7 inches. Anus just under that at 6.6 inches. Mouth goes about five inches deep—I’ll be honest here: using those features felt clinical at first but got easier once I stopped overthinking everything.
A couple things caught me off guard: her hands and feet are surprisingly delicate compared to the rest of her body (shoe size women’s 6-6.5), and there’s an odd comfort in brushing out synthetic hair after everything else is done.
Shipping times & patience-testing realities
Here’s where my annoyance comes in: three to four weeks delivery sounds fine until you’re actually waiting for your new “roommate” to arrive. Processing takes forever because each doll gets made-to-order—or so they claim—and then shipping adds another week or two depending on customs and luck.
But once she landed at my place? No issues with customs or embarrassing pickup slips; just quiet arrival and no judgmental glances from couriers who probably see weirder stuff anyway.
Living with Wes—a few days in
Having a life size silicone sex doll around changes your space in ways people don’t talk about much online. She takes up room—full stop—and if you’re not careful she’ll startle you when you forget she’s sitting on the couch looking vaguely contemplative at nothing in particular.
Cleaning isn’t glamorous but it matters—a lot more than most guides bother explaining—but hey, if you’re buying something this expensive and realistic (and heavy), maintenance should be part of your mental checklist anyway.
Weirdly enough…there were moments when having someone-shaped silence nearby felt less lonely than usual evenings scrolling through apps or streaming reruns alone.
Not quite what movies promise
Let me say this: nobody tells you how awkward posing these dolls can get when joints stick or limbs flop unexpectedly mid-move—it breaks any illusion fast if you’re hoping for movie-level fantasy fulfillment right out of the box.
There are tiny imperfections too: seams along certain body parts if you know where to look; sometimes an elbow won’t bend quite right unless you coax it gently; occasionally synthetic hair sheds onto pillows like some kind of odd roommate habit.
But maybe that makes sense—nothing perfect ever feels real for long anyway?
Would I do it again?
Still figuring that out honestly—but there’s something undeniably interesting about sharing space with such a hyper-realistic creation built from tan silicone and steel bones beneath soft curves and big butt proportions people definitely search for online even if they never admit it out loud.
If I had known how much work living with Wes would be...hmm—not sure I'd have rushed into clicking buy so quickly late one night after too many hours spent reading forums about sex dolls versus reality versus expectation versus actual experience—
But here we are now—and yeah, maybe that's exactly how it's supposed to feel sometimes: unfinished thoughts trailing off while Wes sits quietly across the room waiting for whatever comes next.
