US In Stock - 175cm/5ft9 D-cup Curly Hair Tanned Skin S-TPE Sex Doll with #413 Head

The Tall, Curly-Haired Elephant in the Room

There’s a point where you realize your search history is basically just a parade of “tall sex doll,” “latina sex doll,” and “D-cup” queries. I mean, it happens to the best of us, right? Maybe not everyone. But for those who’ve ever scrolled past the endless 150cm options and thought, wow, does nobody else want a full body sex doll that doesn’t look like she’s about to audition for junior prom?—here we are.

I didn’t expect to find myself actually typing out “US in stock 175cm/5ft9 D-cup curly hair tanned skin S-TPE sex doll with #413 head.” Yet somehow, after one too many nights reading reviews that sound suspiciously like they were written by someone’s uncle on Ambien, I landed on this particular lady sex doll. She was just… there. Waiting. Probably more patient than most people I know.

A Medium-Breasted Reality Check

The first thing that hits you—besides the price tag ($1501-2000 if you’re curious)—is her height. Over 170cm/5ft7? Try 175cm/5ft9. That’s taller than my last three dates combined (not really but close). She clocks in at around 79-88 lbs (36-40kg), which is… manageable if you haven’t skipped arm day for two years straight.

What got me wasn’t just the numbers though. It was the vibe—the curly hair, tanned skin combo that screams latina sex doll without being cartoonish or over-the-top. There’s something oddly reassuring about seeing a medium breast sex doll with proportions that feel less “factory default” and more like someone you’d awkwardly bump into at a coffee shop.

The Heated Robe Gimmick (And Why I Fell For It)

Let’s get this out of the way: yes, they’ll throw in a heated robe free if you buy now. Is it necessary? Who knows. Did it sway my decision? Embarrassingly… maybe slightly.

It’s not every day someone offers to warm up your purchase before you even open the box—at least not outside of pizza delivery—but here we are. The robe itself is fine; nothing to write home about unless your parents are exceptionally open-minded.

But hey, when you’re staring down an online cart filled with phrases like fixed vagina and removable vagina (because choices matter), sometimes it takes a little extra nudge to click “buy.”

WM Doll Quality: Skepticism vs Actual Experience

I went in expecting disappointment because—let’s be honest—the internet is littered with horror stories about sketchy TPE sex dolls arriving half-melted or looking more haunted than hot.

This WM Doll though… she surprised me. Joints move smoother than expected (no creaky elbows), and there isn’t that weird chemical smell some folks complain about on forums late at night when they think nobody else is reading.

S-TPE material feels surprisingly real—if real means slightly too perfect but still better than rubbery old-school stuff from years back. Her #413 head has this expression that kind of says “I’m judging your life choices but also mildly amused.” Which fits my living room aesthetic perfectly.

Gift Cards & Raffles: Are We Gamifying Everything Now?

Here’s where things get weird—in an entertaining way: use gift card to enter doll raffle! Yes, apparently buying a tall skinny sex doll can now earn you lottery tickets for… another one? Or accessories? Or something else entirely?

Not sure how I feel about gamified intimacy products but I guess it beats scratch-off tickets from gas stations.

Still haven’t decided if this makes me lucky or just part of some elaborate marketing experiment run by bored psychologists moonlighting as e-commerce gurus.

Tangent About Delivery Guys

Quick detour—I swear UPS drivers have seen things no human should see. Mine dropped off this box without batting an eye; barely even blinked when he handed over what was clearly not a set of golf clubs unless Titleist started making anatomically correct mannequins recently.

Weirdly enough, his poker face made everything less awkward instead of more so? Humans are strange creatures sometimes.

An Ending Without Resolution

You’d think after all this—the research spirals, the accidental raffles, heated robe debates—I’d have some grand insight or final word on whether buying a US in stock female sex doll changed anything significant for me as an almost-adult person living alone with questionable taste in online shopping carts.

But honestly—I don’t know yet. She looks great standing by my bookshelf though. Maybe tomorrow I'll figure out where she actually belongs. Or maybe not. Who cares?