Bunny: Playmate Sex Doll – A (Not So) Subtle Dive Into SiliconWives’ Most Unapologetic Creation

I guess you could say I’ve seen a lot of things in my days on the internet, but even I had to pause when I landed on the Bunny Playmate Sex Doll page at SiliconWives.com. Pause, scroll back up, double-check what I was seeing—then laugh a little at myself for being surprised. Because, really, what did I expect? Beautiful women come in all shapes and sizes on SiliconWives.com, but this one… well. It’s almost like someone said “give me every cartoonish fantasy from every men’s magazine ever” and then just hit ‘print.’ And yet here we are.

The Bunny Stats (Because Numbers Are Sexy Now)

5 feet 2 inches tall. That’s 157 cm for anyone who refuses to use feet and inches unless they’re measuring their own height after a disappointing doctor visit. Weight? 92 lbs. If you’re wondering how that feels lugging her out of a box—let’s just say it’s not featherweight, but it won’t throw your back out either (unless you’re already overdue for chiropractor visits).

But let’s not pretend we aren’t here for the numbers that matter:
Bust – 38.6 inches
Waist – 21 inches
Hips – 36.6 inches

Yes, those are real measurements (well, as real as absolute sex dolls get). She has proportions that make Barbie look like she needs to hit the gym.

Those Eyes (And Everything Else)

There is something hilarious about reading descriptions like “hot, passionate sexuality seems to ooze out of every pore.” Like… what does that even mean? Have you ever looked at silicone pores? They don’t ooze anything except maybe regret if you leave them near a heater.

Still—I’ll give them this: Bunny is designed to be mesmerizing if you’re into big ass and big breasts with zero subtlety or apology. She looks exactly like someone who modeled for nude center spreads and then got trapped inside an uncanny valley dreamscape where everyone is always ready for whatever comes next.

Functionality Overload

Let me break it down because apparently people need details:

• Vaginal depth: 6.7 inches
• Anal depth: also 6.7 inches (consistent!)
• Mouth: 5.1 inches

Honestly, there was a moment where I caught myself thinking about engineering tolerances instead of sex play—which probably says more about me than about Bunny herself.

You can pose her thanks to the steel skeleton with movable joints—a detail that sounds cool until you realize how many times you’ll accidentally twist an arm in the wrong direction before getting used to it.

Packaging & Shipping—Or How Not To Freak Out Your Neighbors

One thing SiliconWives gets right: discreet packaging actually means plain boxes with no labels screaming sex doll inside. You’d be surprised how much peace of mind that buys when your neighbor is nosy and Amazon packages already get enough side-eye around here.

Processing takes two weeks plus another week for shipping—three weeks total if everything goes smoothly and international customs isn’t feeling especially judgmental that day.

Outfit not included though; so don’t expect her to show up ready for Halloween or whatever weird scenario your brain cooked up at midnight last night.

Is This What We Call “Well-Trained”?

The copy says few dolls come as well-trained in love and sex play as Bunny does—and sure, maybe compared to some other absolute sex dolls she brings something extra (or just more of everything). But can we talk about how weirdly competitive these product descriptions have gotten? As if somewhere out there exists an Olympic committee judging TPE Playmate Sex Dolls on poise and flexibility.

I remember thinking… do people really need their dolls described as “dynamite” or threatened with abandonment if they don’t perform? Maybe they do. Or maybe marketing departments just ran wild one afternoon after too much coffee.

One Odd Thing Nobody Mentions

Here’s something nobody tells you—the hair gets everywhere during unboxing. Seriously everywhere; one minute she looks pristine online and the next minute it’s static city in your living room while you try not to think about lint rollers or existential dread.

It’s funny how quickly reality sets in once she leaves her cardboard cocoon—she becomes less mythic Playmate and more oddly silent roommate who will never judge your snack choices at midnight but might trip you up when navigating tight hallways half-awake.

Why Even Bother?

People ask why anyone would want a doll like this—and honestly sometimes it feels easier than explaining regular dating apps these days. At least with Bunny there are no mixed signals or ghosting texts; just pure intent molded into TPE curves assembled by someone who probably had strong opinions about waist-to-hip ratios.

If nothing else—it makes for an unforgettable story when friends visit (“no really guys, she came with instructions”).

Ending On… Something

Anyway—I’m supposed to wrap this up somehow but truthfully there isn’t a neat bow here. Whether Bunny is your dream girl or just another curiosity lost among late-night clicks on SiliconWives.com… well—that depends entirely on what kind of adventure—or misadventure—you’re hoping lands on your doorstep three weeks from now.

Maybe satisfaction comes standard; maybe she hops off looking for greener pastures (or softer sheets). Who knows?