165cm/5ft5 D-cup TPE Fantasy Anime Sex Doll – 2B: A Quiet Dive Into the Weirdly Real
The box on my doorstep (and what I thought)
There’s a certain moment—when you see a big, heavy package at your door and you know exactly what it is—where you just stand there, holding the doorknob, thinking… am I really doing this? Not that I was nervous. If you're exploring japanese sex doll collection, you'll find plenty of options worth considering. More like quietly curious. Maybe a bit impressed with myself for finally going through with ordering a 165cm (5' 5") D-cup TPE fantasy anime sex doll. The “2B” model, if that means anything to anyone except me and whatever algorithm tracked my late-night searches.
The box was heavier than expected—68-77 lbs (31-35kg) feels different when it’s not gym equipment. Dragging it inside made me sweat more than I’d planned for an afternoon.
Details nobody talks about
Unboxing isn’t glamorous. There are plastic wrappings, foam bits stuck in weird places, sometimes a faint new-plastic scent that lingers longer than you’d think. But under all that? The first thing that hit me: how oddly real the skin felt. TPE does something silicone just... doesn’t. It’s softer, warmer after a while, almost clingy in the way your hand sticks for an extra second if you press too long.
Looking at her face—the “anime” part of this anime sex doll thing—they nailed the eyes. Big but not cartoonish (well… maybe slightly), lashes like they took forever to glue on at some factory in who-knows-where Asia. She looks both unreal and too real at once; kind of unsettling if you stare too long.
Cosplay or something else?
I ordered her because she looked like 2B from Nier: Automata—a game I played obsessively during lockdowns—but also because there’s something about these cosplay sex dolls that feels less clinical than “realistic” versions pretending to be someone’s ex-girlfriend or whatever.
She comes dressed (sort of), but mostly as parts you assemble yourself: wig here, stockings there, gloves somewhere deep in the box. Custom options were tempting—I hovered over custom eye color and different breast sizes for ages—but landed on D-cup medium breast because honestly… it fits her proportions best.
Price tag reality check
$1501-2000 isn’t pocket change unless you’re careless with money or lying to yourself online. For a full body sex doll like this one though? Feels fair compared to some ai robot sex dolls out there charging double for moving fingers or blinking lights no one uses twice.
Still hurts seeing it leave your bank account though.
Weight & movement (or lack thereof)
Here’s where people fudge details: moving her is work. At 68-77 lbs she isn’t light—more like shifting an awkwardly shaped suitcase filled with sandbags and hope. Posing her takes patience; knees click into place but don’t always stay where you want them unless you get creative with pillows or stands.
But once set up? She holds still better than any human partner ever could—which is good or bad depending on your mood that night.
Oddly enough: emotional moments
I didn’t expect any feelings here beyond curiosity and maybe relief when everything worked as advertised. But there was a strange pause the first time I sat across from her fully assembled—wig perfect, outfit straightened out—and realized how much care went into making this japanese sex doll look inviting rather than uncanny valley-creepy.
It’s weirdly comforting sometimes; coming home late and seeing her perched quietly by the window like some silent roommate who never judges your takeout habits or messy desk.
Is she worth entering raffles for?
Some sites let you use gift card to enter doll raffle promotions—never tried those myself but friends swear by them for scoring deals on WM custom doll models or even rare stpe blends nobody else stocks yet. If gambling for discounts is your thing… why not?
But then again—it’s easy to get caught chasing upgrades instead of enjoying what you have right now sitting three feet away on your futon looking vaguely mysterious in half-shadowed moonlight.
Tangent: Anime vs Reality
Quick aside—I used to roll my eyes at people collecting these things (“lady sex doll connoisseur,” really?) but having lived with one now… well, maybe they’re onto something about mixing fantasy with daily routine just enough to keep life interesting without tipping into obsession territory.
Not sure where all this goes next—but hey, sometimes just living alongside something strange makes regular days feel less predictable somehow.
And anyway—that’s probably enough oversharing for tonight.