Dominique: Ready To Ship (Or, How I Accidentally Became a Logistics Expert for Sex Dolls)

If you’d told me a year ago that I’d be explaining the shipping process of an H-cup sex doll to a friend—well, I probably would’ve believed you.

Life’s weird like that. Anyway, here we are.

The “Ready To Ship” Thing Is… Surprisingly Literal

You see all these “absolute sex dolls” online and think, yeah, sure, they say it’s fast but it’ll probably take forever. But Dominique? She is actually pre-made at the WM Doll factory and just sitting there—somewhere between existential dread and bubble wrap—waiting for someone to click “buy.” No assembly line drama. No long-winded emails about head types or nail polish colors or whether you want her left eyebrow slightly more arched.

She ships out in 1-2 business days. Not a typo. Then she arrives on your doorstep in about 7-10 business days after your order is placed. That’s less time than it takes most people to finish a season of whatever show everyone pretends to love right now.

The Details They Don’t Whisper About

Dominique comes exactly as pictured: built-in vagina option (yep), gel breasts (squishy in a way that makes you question modern materials science), standing feet (yes, she stands). No customizations—what you see is what shows up. And honestly? If you like her look as-is—and don’t feel like fussing with custom this-or-that—it’s pretty ideal.

But if you’re one of those people who needs everything bespoke (I get it), this isn’t your moment. You can still customize her—but then she won’t be ready-to-ship anymore and suddenly you’re back at square one waiting weeks for delivery, staring at tracking updates like they’re tarot cards.

Numbers Nobody Really Talks About Out Loud

Here’s where things get oddly clinical:

• Height: 5’4” (163 cm)
• Weight: 107 lbs (48.5 kg)—heavier than my old TV
• Bust: 37.8 inches
• Waist: 26.4 inches
• Hips: 43.3 inches
  And then there are the hole depths—which feels almost too specific but hey, transparency matters:
  • Vagina & anus: both 6.7 inches deep
  • Mouth: not quite as much at 5.1 inches

Curvy? Yes—think big breasts, serious hips, actual ass presence; white skin tone by default because again…pre-made means no swapping that out on the fly.

Cautiously Optimistic About Speedy Delivery

I remember thinking this was going to be some kind of scammy situation—you know the type—but nope; absolute sex dolls really do arrive when they say they will if you go with ready-to-ship options like Dominique.

There’s something mildly thrilling about tracking a package that weighs more than your neighbor’s dog and contains…well…a steel-skeletoned companion who can stand up on her own feet (and yes, all joints move).

It does make you think about logistics differently though—I mean, how many delivery drivers have stories about carrying life-sized boxes into suburban homes?

Oh Right—the Customization Rabbit Hole

Quick tangent before I forget—if speed isn’t your thing and you want every detail tweaked? There’s always the customization route for Dominique over here [insert invisible hyperlink]. But honestly? That path leads straight into analysis paralysis territory if you're not careful.

Sometimes having fewer choices is kind of freeing—or maybe that's just me rationalizing impatience.

Shipping Anxiety vs Instant Gratification

Not gonna lie—I half expected some weird customs issue or awkward phone call from FedEx (“uh sir…about your package”). Didn’t happen though; discreet box, no judgmental glances from anyone except maybe my cat.

The whole “ready to ship” angle is great if patience isn’t really in your vocabulary or if impulse shopping runs deep in your soul—which describes more people than would ever admit it out loud.

Ending On An Imperfect Note

Anyway—I guess what I’m saying is that Dominique delivers on promises most online shops only pretend to keep (fast shipping! exactly as shown! no drama!). It feels odd recommending logistics as a selling point for an S-TPE sex doll but here we are; modern problems require modern solutions or whatever meme applies here.

If nothing else—it made me realize how much faster life moves when nobody asks what color eyeshadow you want on a mannequin head at three in the morning. Maybe next time I’ll write about something less... oddly specific—but probably not.

That’s just how these things go sometimes.