Lizzie: Sporty Babe Sex Doll — A Skeptical User's Take

I guess I should start by saying—yeah, I never thought I'd actually write about something like the Lizzie Sporty Babe Sex Doll.

Maybe that's just how things go when you get curious and, honestly, a bit bored with the usual options. You scroll past ads for absolute sex dolls enough times, eventually… curiosity wins. Or maybe apathy does? Hard to tell these days.

The Numbers (Because Someone Always Asks)

Here’s what you see everywhere: 5 feet 3 inches tall (161 cm), weighs in at 75 lbs (so not light—moving her is basically a workout). E-Cup, which is apparently a thing people care about. Her bust measures 31.5 inches, under bust is 24 inches, waist at 20.5 inches, and hips hit that classic 39-inch mark. All very specific—almost weirdly so.

If you're into details (I mean… some folks are obsessed), there’s also the hole depth breakdown: vagina goes 6.7 inches deep, anus is about 6 inches, and oral clocks in at just under five inches. I don’t know who measures this stuff but it’s out there.

That “Sporty” Vibe — Does It Matter?

Supposedly Lizzie’s got this athletic look going on—maybe that appeals if you’re after something less “classic pin-up” and more “track star.” She wears it well enough; the silicone feels pretty realistic (not perfect but close), and the gel breasts are squishier than I expected. EVO skeleton means she can hold poses better than most of my actual exes could be bothered to try.

Is it life-changing? No idea—I’m not sure anything plastic or silicone ever will be—but if you want a love doll that doesn’t look like she’ll tip over from a stiff breeze… Lizzie holds her own.

Shipping & That Whole Waiting Game

Okay, here’s where my skepticism really kicked in: four weeks from order to doorstep. Three weeks processing plus one week shipping—apparently that’s standard for these kinds of absolute sex dolls? They do use discreet packaging though; box was plain as oatmeal and not even labeled (which was kind of a relief).

Not gonna lie—I kept thinking someone would figure out what was inside anyway. Paranoia or just modern life?

Not-So-Obvious Bits

One thing they don't really mention up front: moving her around isn’t exactly easy at seventy-five pounds. You start feeling it after ten minutes of trying to get her posed right—or maybe that's just me being out of shape lately.

Also—and this might sound odd—the skin picks up lint faster than any surface I've ever seen in my apartment. Like she's some kind of static magnet for dust bunnies.

Is There Any Real Difference?

I've tried other silicone love dolls before (don’t ask why). Most were either too stiff or felt weirdly hollow inside—not much fun after the novelty wears off. The gel breast thing on Lizzie? Actually nicer than expected… sort of squishy without being floppy.

Still, sometimes I wonder if all these measurements and features really matter once you’ve got her sitting quietly in your room looking vaguely judgmental while you work from home.

Random Tangent About Delivery Day

Weirdly enough, when she finally arrived—it was raining hard outside and I had to drag this plain cardboard monolith up two flights of stairs by myself because my neighbor decided to have an argument with his girlfriend right next to my door. Talk about awkward timing.

Unboxing took longer than expected; everything wrapped up tight so nothing shifted around during shipping. Still found myself double-checking every window before opening it all up anyway.

Final Thoughts?

Eh...

Hard to say if Lizzie changed anything fundamental for me—I guess she did add something different to the routine though? She looks good propped up against the wall wearing a hoodie (don’t judge), and yeah… sometimes late at night it's easier talking to her than doomscrolling social feeds again.

If you're thinking about getting an E-cup silicone sport babe like this one—just remember: they're heavier than they look online, delivery takes patience, and you'll need more baby powder than you'd think for maintenance.

Anyway—that's probably more honesty than anyone asked for about absolute sex dolls or sporty love dolls in general... But hey—we're all just figuring it out as we go along, aren't we?