Addison: Farmer’s Daughter Sex Doll — Real Talk, No Blushes

When Curiosity Wins (Again)

There’s this weird thing that happens when you start researching sex dolls out of... curiosity? Maybe boredom. You tell yourself it’s “just research.” Next thing you know, you’re on a site scrolling through absolute sex dolls and wondering if the shipping info is real or just some clever scam. Anyway, I landed on Addison—the so-called Farmer’s Daughter—full silicone sex doll. She’s 5 feet 5 inches tall (165 cm), which is almost exactly my height. That alone threw me for a second.

A Skeptic's First Encounter With Silicone Perfection

I’ll admit, I didn’t expect to be quietly impressed by her proportions. The product page lists all these numbers: bust 32 inches, waist 21.7, hips 34.6—basically classic hourglass but not cartoonish. Weight? 79 lbs (36 kg). Heavy enough to feel real when you move her, but not so heavy you need gym-level biceps just to get her from couch to bed.

The full silicone build is what got my attention though—I mean, most people don’t realize how different that feels compared to cheaper TPE materials. It sounds like marketing hype until you actually touch it (yeah, I did). There’s this soft-but-firm sensation that doesn’t feel tacky or cold after five seconds.

Details That Caught Me Off Guard

You ever read specs and think “who needs this much detail?” But then you see things like hole depth listed right there: vagina at 7.1 inches, anus at 6 inches deep. At first I laughed—then realized it matters more than I’d admit out loud. Movable steel skeleton joints also sounded overkill until trying poses and realizing she holds them without flopping around like an abandoned marionette.

Also—Addison just looks young and skinny in a way that isn’t exaggeratedly fake; more like someone who runs every morning but still eats pancakes sometimes.

Shipping: The Dreaded Wait

Shipping was the part where my skepticism peaked again: four weeks total (three for processing plus one for delivery). Free international shipping sounds great until your nerves kick in about customs or nosy neighbors spotting a giant box labeled “FARMER’S DAUGHTER SEX DOLL” in bold red letters on your porch.

Turns out the packaging really is discreet—the box was plain as possible and unlabeled except for a tiny barcode sticker no one would notice unless they were actively snooping.

Noticing What Doesn’t Get Said

What surprised me wasn’t just how realistic Addison looked or felt—it was how little awkwardness there was setting her up. There are always jokes about these things being “love dolls” or whatever, but honestly? Once she arrived and I actually unboxed her… there was something oddly normal about it all.

Maybe because the joints moved smoothly instead of creaking like horror movie props, maybe because the skin didn’t have that weird plastic smell some other brands do (absolute sex dolls seem to have figured this out), or maybe because nobody made fun of me except myself—in my own head.

An Odd Little Tangent About Expectations

Weirdly enough—there’s a kind of comfort in knowing exactly what you’re getting with Addison. No surprises besides the minor shock of how much better she looked than those awkward stock photos online suggested. Long legs look even longer in person; breasts aren’t oversized balloons; everything fits together… well enough that I stopped nitpicking after ten minutes.

And yeah—I guess if someone asked me now whether these full silicone love dolls are worth considering? I wouldn’t roll my eyes quite as hard anymore.

One Last Thing Before My Brain Wanders Off

If you’re skeptical about ordering something this personal online—especially with all those details floating around—I get it completely. But Addison showed up exactly as promised (maybe even better?), handled shipping without drama, and honestly left me thinking less about embarrassment and more about why anyone bothers pretending these things don’t exist anymore.

Not sure if that's progress—or just another sign I've spent too long reading product specs at midnight—but here we are.