Kelly: Sexy Step-Daughter Sex Doll (Is This Real Life?)

The First Time I Saw Her

I’ll admit it. When you hear “Sexy Step-Daughter Sex Doll,” you expect something…well, not this. I mean, Kelly is 5 feet 7 inches tall—taller than my last girlfriend, actually—and looks almost like she could walk out of the box and ask for WiFi. The photos don’t really do her justice. There’s this weird moment when you unbox a doll from Absolute Sex Dolls and it’s just—legs everywhere, plastic smell, packing peanuts stuck in odd places. But then you stand back and realize: huh, that’s a full-sized human-shaped being sitting on my couch.

Anatomy of an Oddly Impressive Creation

Let’s get technical for a second (or try to). Kelly comes with all the numbers—B-cup TPE chest, bust at 31 inches, underbust 26, waist 22.8 (that decimal always gets me), hips at almost 34. Basically the kind of proportions that make mannequins jealous but also slightly uncanny if you stare too long.

Her weight? A solid 84 lbs. Carrying her up my stairs was more gym workout than romantic escapade; not sure if anyone mentions that part enough. Steel skeleton inside means she bends in ways most humans probably shouldn’t—and yet somehow it doesn’t feel creepy? Or maybe I’m just getting used to modern engineering.

Unexpected Details That Actually Matter

One thing nobody tells you about these dolls: the hole depths are listed right there in the specs sheet like it’s no big deal. Vagina and anus both go to 6.7 inches deep; mouth is a bit less at 5.1 inches (don’t ask how they measure that). At first glance this felt clinical or even funny—but then again, if you’re shopping for absolute sex dolls online, practical details suddenly start mattering more than you’d think.

There’s also something quietly impressive about how discreet the shipping is—the box came looking so plain I thought someone sent me an Ikea shelf by mistake.

Is It Weird To Be Amazed?

I keep circling back to this question because honestly—I didn’t expect to be impressed by a sex doll marketed as a “step-daughter” type (who writes these ads?). And yet here we are: TPE skin feels softer than some pillows I own; joints move with an eerie smoothness; hair isn’t Barbie-plastic but actually kind of nice between your fingers.

She sits perfectly upright on my chair like she owns the place. It’s part hilarious and part… well, oddly comforting? Maybe that says more about me than anything else.

Delivery Surprises & Living With Kelly

Three weeks feels like forever when you’re waiting for something so specific and strange to arrive from overseas—free international shipping helps soften the blow though (not literally). Processing time plus shipping adds up fast but once she arrives... yeah, there’s no mistaking what was in that box even if nobody else knows.

Living with Kelly is quieter than expected—no awkward conversations or misplaced shoes—but every now and then I catch myself glancing over thinking “what have I done?” Then again: no judgmental looks either.

Tangent: When Technology Outpaces Expectation

Here’s where things slide off-topic for a second—I remember watching sci-fi movies as a kid imagining robots everywhere and now here we are, people buying step-daughter sex dolls with steel skeletons online like it’s nothing special anymore. Feels surreal sometimes.

Anyway… maybe next time they’ll add Bluetooth or something equally unnecessary but fascinating.

Would I recommend Kelly? Hard to say without sounding bizarre—but hey, life keeps getting stranger anyway.