Emily: College Girl Sex Doll — A Skeptical User’s Dive In

The Box Arrives (Well, Eventually)

Three weeks. That’s what the site said—two for processing, one for shipping. I marked the days, half-expecting some weird customs issue or a big sticker on the box screaming “LOOK WHAT’S INSIDE.” Instead? Just a plain carton at my door; no labels, nothing embarrassing. Discreet packaging is real, apparently. Not sure why I felt nervous even opening it in my own hallway.

First Encounter With 5’7” of TPE and Steel

Unboxing Emily wasn’t exactly romantic (is that even possible with a sex doll?), but there was this odd moment of… anticipation? She’s tall—like, actually tall for a doll. 5 feet 7 inches isn’t petite. Lifting her out (84 lbs is heavier than you think) was awkward, but not impossible if you’re reasonably fit—or stubborn.

The D-cup thing? Yeah, it’s obvious right away. Athletic proportions too: bust is 35 inches, hips almost 34. Waist is tiny though—22.8 inches—which looks dramatic when she’s standing upright thanks to that steel skeleton with all those bendy joints.

Movable Joints: Useful or Gimmick?

Here’s where I expected disappointment but didn’t get it (not entirely). The steel skeleton actually lets you pose her in ways that feel… well, more natural than I thought possible for an object like this. Arms up, legs bent—whatever works for your mood or setup.

I did notice sometimes the joints are stiff at first; maybe they loosen over time? Or maybe I just need to stop worrying about breaking things and use a bit more force.

Vaginal Possibilities: More Than Marketing?

Let me just say: these measurements are not exaggerated on the product page. Vagina and anus both go about 6.7 inches deep; mouth is shorter at 5-ish inches (which makes sense when you see her face up close). For anyone wondering if those numbers matter—yeah, they do if you care about realism or have specific preferences.

Texture feels different from skin but not unpleasant; TPE has its own vibe—not sticky or cold after a minute or two indoors.

Cautious Optimism Meets Reality

I went into this expecting something cheesy or even unsettling—I mean, “college girl sex doll” doesn’t exactly sound subtle—but honestly? It ended up feeling less weird than anticipated once she was dressed up in regular clothes and sitting around like another presence in the room.

There’s still something surreal about owning an absolute sex doll this size and detail level though… Like part of me keeps waiting to regret it but hasn’t yet.

One Odd Realization About Storage

Here’s something people don’t mention much: where do you put her when not in use? At nearly six feet tall and weighing as much as some teenagers, hiding Emily isn’t simple unless you’ve got space to spare—a closet might work if it’s empty enough (mine wasn’t).

That said, free international shipping means at least I didn’t pay extra just to lug her home myself—which would’ve been way more awkward than delivery day ever was.

Tangent On Expectations vs Actual Use

Weirdly enough—I remember thinking these dolls were just for lonely guys with too much money and time on their hands. Turns out there are plenty of reasons someone might want one: relationship stuff, curiosity… boredom during lockdowns? Anyway—it surprised me how quickly she became part of my routine instead of some hidden secret shame.

Not saying everyone needs an absolute sex doll like Emily—but if you’re curious? Maybe don’t write it off so fast.

Still Figuring Things Out

I keep catching myself glancing over at her sometimes while working from home—not because she moves (obviously), just because…she fills space differently than any other object here does. Not sure what that says about me or modern life really—and maybe that’s fine for now.