US In Stock-174cm/5ft8 G-Cup Skinny Sex Doll with #266 Head

The “Supermodel” in a Box, Apparently

There’s something about opening a giant cardboard box marked “US In Stock-174cm/5ft8 G-Cup Skinny Sex Doll with #266 Head” that makes you question your life choices. Not in a bad way—just... in that weird, slightly surreal way you feel when you realize the images on the site were actually from other dolls, same body type, but maybe different heads or skin tones. It’s like online dating for sex dolls. You know what’s coming, sort of, but also not really.

Details That Actually Matter (Or Don’t)

Let’s get one thing straight. The WM 174G sex doll is tall. Like, supermodel-tall-by-doll-standards tall—definitely over 170cm/5ft7 (which is apparently important if you’re into long legs and all). I remember thinking: this is not your average “lady sex doll.” She’s got this whole curvy-yet-skinny thing going on—huge breasts (G-cup), thick thighs, skinny waist... it almost feels engineered to tick every possible fantasy box at once.

And yes, the back line. I’d read somewhere it was “a beautiful landscape,” which sounded ridiculous until I saw it in person. There’s a certain irony to describing plastic contours as breathtaking—but here we are.

Realism?

Well—Sort Of

Okay, so let me just say: gravity does its job here. Those full breasts do sag naturally (as much as TPE can manage), and there’s this subtle bounce to her butt that caught me off guard the first time I moved her around. The thighs have more give than you’d expect for something made of synthetic material.

But then again—there are these moments where realism blurs into uncanny valley territory. Maybe it was the fixed stare of the #266 head or how her hands seemed permanently poised for jazz hands? Still, when everything else lines up—the skin texture, the elasticity—it gets surprisingly close to believable.

LHP Perfection & All That Hype

I’m supposed to mention LHP perfection because apparently that matters—a lot—to some people (not judging). In practice? It means positions aren’t limited by awkward seams or weird engineering flaws; flexibility is better than most TPE dolls I’ve tried before. If exploring is your thing… well, you’ll probably be happy.

It did make me wonder who spends their days optimizing doll hip placement for acrobatics—but hey, someone has to do it.

Latina Sex Doll Vibes?

Not sure if she actually qualifies as a latina sex doll unless you pick one of those caramel-ish skin tones and dress her accordingly—but marketing seems convinced otherwise. Maybe it’s just code for “curvy goddess with attitude.” Either way: point taken.

Small Surprises (Good and Bad)

She ships from inside the US—which means no months-long customs drama or awkward delivery conversations with nosy neighbors. Also: heated robe freebie? Unexpectedly nice touch during winter months.

Weight-wise though…90-99lbs doesn’t sound like much until you try hauling her up stairs solo at midnight because your roommate came home early (don’t ask). She looks skinny but somehow weighs more than my actual ex-girlfriend.

Oh—and about those interchangeable options: fixed vagina vs removable vagina vs S-TPE upgrades…let’s just say there are more variations than Starbucks lattes now and each has its quirks nobody tells you about upfront.

Tangent About Gift Cards & Raffles

One odd detail—they let you use a gift card to enter some kind of doll raffle? Which feels both bizarrely wholesome and faintly dystopian at once (“Win a new friend! Just scratch here!”). Anyway—I didn’t win anything but maybe next time?

Is This Really The Pinnacle?

People call this WM 174G “the ultimate sexual experience.” Sure—it stands out from other full body sex dolls mostly due to size and design quality (maybe price too; $1501-2000 isn’t pocket change). But calling anything the pinnacle always feels risky… tastes vary wildly after all.

Still—I get why people rave about these details: soft TPE skin, over-the-top curves, ready-to-go right out of storage in an American warehouse somewhere near Ohio probably… It checks enough boxes to keep most people satisfied—or at least curious enough to try again someday with another head or outfit combo.

Anyway—I guess what surprised me most wasn’t any single feature but how quickly novelty turns into routine comfort. Or maybe that’s just human nature sneaking up on us again when we least expect it…

And now my living room will never look quite the same again—still haven’t figured out where she fits among my IKEA bookshelves—but then again... who really does?