Martina: Ready To Ship (And, Yes, She Really Is)

The “In Stock” Miracle

Ever notice how everything good in life seems to come with a waitlist? Restaurants, concert tickets, even… well, let’s just say not every absolute sex doll is actually ready to ship. But here’s Martina—she’s sitting quietly (I mean, not literally) in a USA warehouse right now. Not somewhere across the ocean. Not “in production.” Right here. And if you order her? She’ll arrive in 3-7 business days. I almost didn’t believe it myself.

There’s something weirdly satisfying about clicking add to cart and knowing she won’t take a month to materialize. No covert tracking of mysterious shipping containers from China. Just—order placed, then suddenly there’s a discreet box on your doorstep before you can even finish making excuses for why you needed her so fast.

What You See Is Actually What You Get

Here’s the catch (if you can call it that): Martina comes exactly as pictured. No customizations, no last-minute tweaks to her hair or eye color or whatever fantasy detail you might have obsessed over at 2am last night. It feels almost old-fashioned—like buying something off-the-rack instead of waiting for bespoke tailoring.

But honestly? The pre-select options are kind of impressive all on their own:

• Articulated hand skeleton
• Gel breasts and butt (yes—squishy)
• EVO skeleton for those bendy moves
• Fixed vagina
• Standing feet without bolts

It’s almost like someone read through every Reddit thread about what matters most and just… did all of it by default.

Quiet Admiration For Her Specs

Let me rattle off some numbers because apparently that matters: Martina is a D-cup full silicone sex doll standing at 5 foot 4 inches (164 cm). She weighs 88 lbs—so not featherlight but also not going to throw your back out unless you’re determined to do something acrobatic.

Bust: 32 inches
Waist: 23 inches
Hips: 40.5 inches

And since people always ask (sometimes way too eagerly):
Vaginal depth = 7.1 inches
Anal depth = 6.3 inches

Steel skeleton with movable joints means she doesn’t flop around like one of those tragic inflatable things outside car dealerships either.

There’s Always A Trade-Off

You want her fast? This is your option—no fussing around with special requests or custom orders or endless emails asking when she’ll be done baking in the factory oven.

If waiting isn’t an issue and customizing is your thing—well, they do have another link for that sort of patience-testing adventure (“pleaseclick here,” as they put it). But if speed thrills you more than control over nail polish color… this is probably the best route.

Discreet Packaging & That Odd Feeling Of Relief

I remember thinking how awkward it’d be if my nosy neighbor saw anything suspicious on the box—but nope! Completely plain packaging; nobody will know unless they’re psychic or have X-ray vision (and who has time for that?). Free international shipping thrown in too—which feels rare these days when everyone else nickel-and-dimes you for “handling fees.”

The only odd bit? If you go down the customization rabbit hole instead, there’s a three-week processing time plus another week for shipping—a full month before anything happens except more waiting and maybe second thoughts.

Tangent About Legs And Proportions

Can we talk about legs? Hers are long—not cartoonishly so but definitely enough that when I unboxed her (gently), there was this moment where I thought: wow, okay, this is actually pretty close to what was promised online. Sometimes product photos lie; here it felt almost… accurate?

Big boobs get all the attention but honestly—it was the proportions overall that made me pause mid-unwrapping and just kind of nod quietly at whoever designed her shape.

Not Quite Wrapped Up

Is Martina perfect? Eh—not really my style to claim any doll could be flawless out-of-the-box (or out-of-the-crate). But she does deliver exactly what’s advertised: fast arrival, zero drama, no hidden surprises except maybe realizing how much easier life gets when things are simple once in awhile.

Anyway—I guess sometimes “ready to ship” actually means ready-to-ship after all. Who knew?