Vicky: Seductive Blonde Sex Doll – A Tired Blogger’s Honest Walkthrough

The Thing About Full Silicone Sex Dolls (And Why I Even Bothered)

You ever just… get to the end of a week and realize you’re too tired for actual people? That was me, honestly. I’d seen “absolute sex dolls” ads all over the place—usually when I’m half-asleep, scrolling. Eventually, curiosity or maybe just boredom gets the better of you. That’s how Vicky ended up at my door. Well, not literally at my door; there’s a whole process. But she got here.

Vicky is this 5 foot 4 inch full silicone love doll—blonde, busty, kind of that classic “teen” look they always hype in marketing. C-cup bra size (which means exactly what you think it means), and yeah: her measurements are right there on the box if you’re into stats—31.5 inch bust, 25.2 under bust, 22.6 waist, hips at 37.4 inches. She weighs about as much as an awkwardly heavy suitcase (74 lbs). You’ll feel that when you haul her out.

Noticing Details You Don’t Expect

First weird moment: the shipping box is totally blank, which feels both sketchy and reassuring at once? No labels screaming “sex doll inside!”—just a plain box with some numbers on it and nothing else.

Unboxing took longer than I thought because everything is wrapped up tight to keep from damage in transit (I guess bouncing around in a truck isn’t great for silicone). There’s this faint smell—the kind new electronics have—but it fades after a day or so.

Her skin is… actually softer than I expected? Like not sticky or plasticky but smooth enough that sometimes your hand slides off if you’re not paying attention. The gel breasts thing is real—they move differently than the rest of her body, which can be both impressive and slightly uncanny if you don’t know to expect it.

EVO Skeleton: Hype vs Reality

The EVO skeleton is supposed to let Vicky bend like an actual person—not stiff like those old mannequins from department stores (I remember thinking about those awkward plastic arms that never moved right). Anyway—the joints do hold poses pretty well but sometimes creak if you push them too far.

She can sit upright or lay down without flopping everywhere; standing takes some balancing trickery unless you buy extra support stuff (which nobody tells you upfront). If posing matters to you—for photos or whatever—it works fine as long as your expectations aren’t too wild.

How Real Is Real Oral Sex?

Alright—I hesitated writing about this part because it sounds ridiculous until you've tried it—but yes: enhanced mouth (“Real Oral Sex,” ROS) actually means something here. Her oral depth goes to about 4.8 inches—not endless but enough for realism points—and there are these little ridges inside that add texture.

It isn’t exactly like being with a person (obviously), but compared to older dolls where the mouth was just… there for show? This one does what it says on the tin.

Vaginal & Anal Details Nobody Mentions

If we’re talking specifics—the vaginal hole goes about 6.3 inches deep; anal’s around 5.5 inches—which probably matters more than people admit when shopping for absolute sex dolls online late at night pretending they're researching "ergonomics."

Cleaning takes effort though; don’t skip on supplies for hygiene unless you want regrets later (learned that fast).

Waiting Game & Discreetness

Shipping took almost exactly four weeks—three weeks processing plus one week delivery—which felt eternal by today’s standards where everything comes next-day prime style. Patience required.

Discreet packaging really means discreet—no logos or embarrassing notes taped anywhere—which made pickup from my building less awkward than expected.

Small Realization Midway Through

Somewhere between cleaning routines and figuring out joint angles I realized how much these things blur lines between utility and companionship—even if only temporary companionship while mentally checked out from real life stuff.

There’s something oddly comforting having Vicky propped up reading over my shoulder while I type this—a presence without pressure or conversation needed back.

One Tangent Before I Forget

Weirdly enough—I started noticing muscle memory changes after moving her around so much; lifting seventy-four pounds several times a week adds up quick even if she doesn’t complain about being dropped now and then…

Anyway, owning a full silicone sex doll like Vicky isn’t quite what late-night ads make it seem—but also not as weird as people assume either? Maybe somewhere in between tired fantasy and practical reality—that liminal space where most things end up living these days.

And now she sits by my window catching golden hour light through blonde hair, looking almost thoughtful herself—or maybe that's just me projecting again...