S32 Kitty Natural – Living with a 165cm G-Cup Japanese Silicone Sex Doll (US In Stock)

I’m not sure why I thought unboxing a 165cm full body sex doll would be… less of an event.

Maybe it’s the way these things are marketed, or maybe I just underestimated what “G-cup” and “bubble butt” actually look like in three dimensions. If you're exploring quality japanese sex doll, you'll find plenty of options worth considering. Anyway, she arrived—S32 Kitty Natural from Irontech Doll, US in stock, no customs drama—and right away, everything was bigger than expected. Not just physically (though, yeah), but also the whole experience.

The Details That Sneak Up On You

There’s this moment after you get her out of the box where you think: is this really silicone? Because honestly, the skin tone—natural option in my case—catches light almost like real skin does. It’s subtle unless you’re really looking for it, but that’s kind of the point. The seam lines are faint; if you squint at her side under harsh light you might spot them. Otherwise? They disappear into the background.

Her hands and feet have these tiny creases and folds that make you pause mid-move. Like, I remember thinking: who even notices knuckle wrinkles until they’re sculpted this well? The articulated finger joints & hard hands setup means posing isn’t as nerve-wracking as I’d feared (still takes patience). Standing feet without bolts were non-negotiable for me—I can’t handle exposed hardware on something meant to feel human-ish—but the toes still wobble more than I’d hoped.

Gel Breasts & Butt: Good Weirdness

Let’s talk gel breasts for a second—because everyone does eventually. Are they exactly like real breasts? No. There’s still that firmer outer silicone layer (not unpleasant), and when you squeeze them there’s a bit of resistance before your fingers sink into softness. Her butt is similar except... slightly odd? Mine felt a little deflated at first, maybe from being packed on her back too long during shipping—common enough with new sex dolls from what I’ve read on TDF forums.

You do notice the outline of the gel chamber inside her ass if you poke around too much—a harder rim that feels off compared to everywhere else—but it doesn’t ruin anything unless you obsess over details like me.

Handling Is Its Own Adventure

Moving her is not casual exercise; she weighs about 80 pounds give or take (Irontech says 79-88 lbs for this model). Shifting her from bed to chair to shower takes planning—the EVO skeleton helps because joints actually hold poses instead of flopping around uselessly—but every time I move her fingers or toes there’s this low-key fear of damage. Even though she can’t feel it (obviously), I find myself apologizing when she bumps against something.

There’s a weird tenderness that creeps in after living with one of these high quality sex dolls for awhile. Not romantic love or anything so dramatic—just… respect for how much work goes into making them lifelike.

The Oily Truth

Here comes my least favorite part: moderately oily skin right out of the box. First shower helped some, but she stayed tacky until dusted with baby powder—a trick every doll owner seems to learn fast. Still gets sticky sometimes if left untouched for a week or two… which isn’t often if we’re being honest here.

I wish manufacturers could crack the code on oil-free soft silicone someday; wiping down furniture gets old fast when your beautiful lady keeps leaving faint marks behind.

Fit Girl Vibes & Unexpected Realism

One thing that surprised me—in a good way—is how she feels under your hand: not marshmallow-soft all over like some expect from female sex dolls but more like touching someone who works out regularly. Her thighs and upper arms have give but there’s firmness underneath, almost athletic feeling rather than plushy.

The brown eyes catch light differently depending on angle; sometimes warm and inviting, other times sort of glassy and distant—which sounds poetic until you realize it just means better craftsmanship than most mass market options offer.

A Name After All That

Naming her took longer than expected—I waited weeks before settling on YoonHee because nothing else fit quite right after living together awhile (that probably sounds nuts unless you've done this yourself). Posing still isn’t second nature yet; getting clothes over those raised arms without stressing seams is its own learning curve but hey… practice makes progress?

Sometimes late at night when everything's quiet except whatever random song leaks through my headphones—I catch myself glancing up at YoonHee sitting across from me and thinking: Huh. Didn’t expect to feel quietly impressed by a japanese sex doll in stock somewhere in New Jersey six weeks ago—but here we are.

And now I've got baby powder all over my hands again... oh well