Azalea: The Sex Doll Experience I Wasn’t Expecting (But Got Anyway)

The Box Arrives—Eventually

It’s weird how you can order something as wild as a “Realistic Silicone Sex Doll” and still forget about it for weeks. Maybe that’s just me, or maybe it’s the 3-4 week delivery time (processing alone eats up half a month, then there’s shipping… yeah). But when the package finally landed on my porch—completely plain box, no hints at what was inside—I had this odd jolt of nervous energy. Not excitement exactly. More like that feeling before you open a report card you already know is bad news.

Anyway, dragging 94.7 pounds up two flights of stairs isn’t sexy. It’s cardio.

Unboxing Azalea: Oddly Clinical, Then Not

The first thing that hit me? She’s tall. Like, actually tall—5 feet 7 inches (170 cm), which is taller than my last girlfriend and definitely taller than my patience most days. Pulling her out of the packaging felt less like unwrapping a present and more like prepping for surgery. Everything was wrapped tight, joints twisted in ways that made me wince (the steel skeleton bends pretty much everywhere).

I remember thinking: Is this what owning absolute sex dolls is supposed to feel like? Kind of surreal.

Details That Stick With You

Azalea has these proportions people write songs about—big breasts (C cup), big butt, long legs for days. Her measurements are almost intimidating: bust at 34 inches and hips over 41 inches. And her skin… well, silicone does its job here; she feels soft but not squishy-fake.

And here’s where things get technical—her holes are measured down to decimals: vagina depth at 6.7 inches, anus at 6.6, mouth at just over five. I’m not sure who needs those numbers exactly but they’re there if you ever find yourself comparing models late at night instead of sleeping.

Messy Thoughts About Realism

Honestly? There were moments when setting her up where I caught myself apologizing to an inanimate object because she looked so damn real from certain angles—the tan skin tone especially makes her seem less mannequin-ish than some other absolute sex dolls I’ve seen online.

But then there are times when the uncanny valley hits hard: the blank stare if you catch her face in your peripheral vision; hands that don’t quite relax right unless you pose them carefully; feet stuck forever in women’s size six shoes (which… why do I notice this stuff?).

Still, once dressed up—or undressed—you kind of stop noticing after a while.

Function Over Fantasy

Let’s just say all three entrances work as advertised: vaginal, anal and oral options are possible thanks to those deep channels mentioned earlier. Movable joints help with positioning—a little too well sometimes; if you’re not careful she’ll flop sideways mid-session like someone passing out after last call.

There are tricks to making everything smoother—warming up the silicone helps a lot—but nobody tells you how much lube or patience goes into this hobby until you’re elbows-deep figuring it out yourself.

A Quick Tangent on Delivery Anxiety

This part might be off-topic but whatever—it matters if you live with nosy neighbors or judgy roommates: shipping is discreet as promised. No labels shouting “sex doll!” Just a boring cardboard box heavy enough to break your back but light enough on shame points.

Weirdly enough, waiting for Azalea made me more anxious than actually using her did.

Living With Azalea When You Don’t Have To Hide Her

She takes up space—a lot of it—and moving her around isn’t nothing (43 kg isn’t featherweight). But once she finds her spot in your room? You get used to having her around faster than expected…maybe disturbingly fast?

Sometimes I’d catch myself talking out loud while dressing her—just idle complaints about buttons or tangled hair extensions—and realize halfway through how ridiculous I sounded arguing with silicone hips and boobs bigger than my head.

Would I Do It Again?

Here’s where things get messy—I mean emotionally messy—not every day feels like an adventure with Azalea lounging quietly by my bed but some nights...well let’s just say having options doesn’t hurt either.

I don’t know if everyone needs a sex doll this realistic (or tall) or if anyone really expects their life to change overnight because they bought one—but honestly? For people curious about absolute sex dolls or looking for something way past average toys...there's something oddly comforting about knowing she's there even when you're mostly checked out from everything else going on outside your door.

And now I'm realizing I've gone off track again—happens more often lately—but that's sort of fitting anyway