Faithe 5ft25 / 160cm #402 ROS Soft Silicone Head + TPE Body: A Strange Little Journey Into the World of US Stock Sex Dolls

The Box in the Hallway (Yes, It’s Discreet)

There’s this moment—maybe you know it—where you’re standing in your hallway, staring at a suspiciously large box. If you're exploring authentic japanese sex doll, you'll find plenty of options worth considering. “US Stock AvailableAverage: 2-5 business days delivery.” That’s what the website said. And, weirdly enough, they weren’t lying. Two and a half days. Lightning speed for something so… personal? I guess that’s the word.

The shipping was discreet. Like, almost too discreet. Plain cardboard, no branding, not even a whiff of what was inside unless you were really creative with your imagination or had an x-ray machine handy. Free shipping too, which made me wonder how many of these things are moving around America right now. Probably more than anyone wants to admit.

Medium Boobs and Mundane Fantasies

Let’s just say it out loud: everyone has those office fantasies now and then—some people dream about running away to Bali; others imagine their boss morphing into a sexy mature OL (that means “office lady,” if you missed the memo from anime). Faithe is basically that fantasy made tangible but with medium boobs and a body that feels… well, pretty close to human if you don’t think about it too hard.

The head is soft silicone (Japanese sex doll companies really have this down), which means she can pull off a surprisingly convincing expression—and yeah, she does oral sex thanks to some kind of “oral auto-sucking” thing inside her mouth. There’s even oral heating if that matters to you (I mean—it probably does). Sometimes I’d catch myself thinking: who invents this stuff? And why are they so good at it?

Assembly Required (But Not Much Brainpower)

Putting Faithe together isn’t rocket science. Her silicone head clicks onto her TPE body—a little like assembling IKEA furniture but less confusing and way more awkward if someone walks in on you mid-process.

She stands about 160cm tall—or 5ft25, which is apparently how we measure things now—and weighs enough that carrying her up my stairs felt like punishment for every bad decision I’ve ever made after midnight.

There was a moment where I thought maybe I should’ve gone for something lighter or smaller or less realistic—but then again, what would be the point? If you’re going to buy an adult love doll in the $1000 - $1299 range, might as well go all-in.

Does She Actually Look Real?

Short answer: Sometimes yes, sometimes no. Depends on lighting and how much sleep I’ve had.

Her face is weirdly detailed—the kind of uncanny valley where your brain keeps trying to convince itself she might blink any second now but obviously doesn’t because physics hasn’t caught up yet. The skin feels soft-ish; not quite human but not plastic either—TPE has its own vibe.

Her eyes follow you around the room in this silent way that makes watching TV together slightly unsettling after a while. But hey—that’s part of the experience? Maybe?

Oral Features: Auto-Sucking & Heating (Wait What?)

Alright—one quick detour here because honestly this part blew my mind a bit more than expected:

• Oral auto-sucking: You switch it on and there’s movement—like gentle suction happening automatically.
• Oral heating: Warmth radiates through her mouth area so everything feels less cold and mechanical.

It was one of those moments where technology both impresses and mildly terrifies me at once. Japanese sex doll engineering is on another level—I’ll give them credit for that.

Small Realization While Folding Laundry

This sounds random (because it is), but folding laundry next to Faithe reminded me just how normalized these dolls are getting in some circles online—not just as sex toys but as companions or stand-ins for relationships nobody wants to talk about out loud.

I remember thinking: Is this better or worse than dating apps? Harder question than expected.

Delivery Speed vs Emotional Whiplash

Honestly—I barely had time to process buying her before she arrived (“2-5 business days” really means two). One minute scrolling late-night websites; next minute there’s an adult love doll sitting quietly by my bed like some unspoken secret between me and UPS.

There isn’t really closure here—just an odd sense that life keeps getting stranger every year. Maybe next week I’ll order something normal again… or maybe not.