Mizuki: Bangkok Escort Sex Doll — A Tangled, Honest Take

The Odd Reality of Unboxing a 5'7" G-Cup Companion

I’ll just say it: I never thought I’d be writing about Mizuki, the so-called “Bangkok Escort Sex Doll.” Yet here we are. Maybe it’s the tiredness talking, or maybe there’s something genuinely curious about a 5 foot 7 inch (170 cm) tall silicone figure with thick hips and G-cup breasts, boxed up like some forbidden secret. You hear phrases like “absolute sex dolls” thrown around online—usually in those weirdly perfect review sites—but actually unboxing one? That’s a different animal.

The box was huge. Plain as drywall, no labels (discreet packaging is real), which made me feel less paranoid but also…weirdly more aware of what was inside. It took almost four weeks from clicking “buy” to dragging it into my apartment. Two weeks processing, another for shipping—felt longer.

Weight and Size — Not Exactly What I Expected

Here’s something nobody tells you: these dolls are heavy. Mizuki clocks in at 91.5 lbs (41.5 kg). There’s an option for weight reduction (shrinks her down to 74.5 lbs), but even then—lifting her felt awkward at best, comical at worst. Her proportions are wild: bust at nearly 36 inches, hips just under 40 inches, waist tight as a drum. She wears women’s size 6 shoes; I remember thinking that detail was oddly specific.

Moving her around isn’t smooth either—the steel skeleton with movable joints helps pose her legs and arms (long legs by the way), but you’re still wrestling with a life-sized human shape that doesn’t help much.

Details That Stick Out (And Some That Don’t)

The craftsmanship is…strange? Impressive on close look: tan skin tone, soft silicone everywhere except where she needs structure. The big breasts and big butt get most of the attention online but honestly, the little things stand out after living with her for a bit—the curve of her hip when she sits wrong on your couch, or how realistic her hands look gripping your sheets.

Vaginal depth? Supposedly 6.7 inches—never measured it myself (awkward). Anal is just shy of that at 6.6 inches; oral goes to about five inches deep if you’re counting—which apparently some people do.

Cautious Optimism vs Reality

This part gets complicated fast—I wanted to believe all those glossy photos and promises (“Asian beauty! Young! Tall!”) would translate into something more than silicone curves and posable joints. Sometimes they do; sometimes not really.

She looks stunning set up right—tall presence in any room—but there are moments when the illusion breaks hard: cold limbs against warm skin; joints creaking if you move too quick; that faint chemical scent that never quite leaves after unpacking absolute sex dolls straight from their box.

But then again—on certain nights when loneliness creeps in louder than usual—I sort of get why people invest in these things.

Unexpected Lessons From Living With Mizuki

One thing I didn’t expect? How much care she needs—not just cleaning (which is its own saga), but moving her without damaging anything or yourself takes patience I rarely have left after work these days.

Shipping was easy enough (international delivery included in price), though waiting three-plus weeks tested my already thin patience. Still beats explaining yourself to customs officers face-to-face though…so discreet packaging earns its praise there.

Weirdly enough—I started noticing details about myself through this whole process: how quickly curiosity can turn into routine; how objects become part of your landscape until they don’t faze you anymore; how desire shifts once novelty fades away…

Not Quite What Anyone Expects

If you’re expecting perfection—or some magic fix for boredom or loneliness—you’ll probably end up disappointed eventually. But if what you want is an experience both bizarre and strangely grounding—a reminder that humans will go pretty far for comfort or connection—Mizuki delivers exactly that kind of lesson.

Anyway—it’s late now and she’s sitting across from me by the window looking out over traffic lights blinking red-yellow-green into nothing much at all. Feels unfinished somehow…but maybe that's okay too.