US Stock – Yumi Plus 5ft25 / 160cm 221 Head TPE Japanese Flat Chest Skinny Sex Doll For Men

Explaining This Whole "Yumi Plus" Thing to You (Because Apparently, We Need To)

Ever tried shopping for a sex doll in the US and felt like you were accidentally hacking into some secret government database? Yeah. If you're exploring premium japanese sex doll, you'll find plenty of options worth considering. Me too. The first time I landed on a listing for the Yumi Plus 5ft25 / 160cm Japanese flat chest skinny sex doll, I had this weird moment where I wondered if I’d stumbled onto something illegal. Spoiler: it’s not. It’s just, well—very, very specific.

Anyway, let’s talk about what you’re actually getting here (and no, it’s not just “a doll”). There’s a whole world behind that phrase—US stock available, discreet and fast free shipping (they say average is 2-5 days delivery). No one at FedEx will look you in the eye. That part almost made me laugh.

The Numbers Game: Specs That Almost Sound Like Car Parts

I’ll be honest: when you start reading product specs for tpe sex dolls, it feels less like online shopping and more like prepping for an engineering exam. Here goes:

• Height: 5ft24 / 160cm (which…isn’t that just 160cm? Why do they write it like that?)
• Bust: 30.31in / 77cm
• Waist: 20.07in/51cm
• Hips: 30.70in/78cm
• Vagina depth: 7.08 in / 18cm (yes, they measure that)
• Oral depth: 5.11 in / 13cm
• Anal depth: 6.69 in / 17cm
• Weight: 79.36 lbs / 36kg

It’s all very precise until you realize…manual measurement means someone with a tape measure is eyeballing this stuff in a warehouse somewhere between boxes of bubble wrap and awkward silence.

Flat Chest & Skinny – Not Everyone's Cup of Tea (But Maybe Yours?)

Here comes the real talk—this isn’t your classic voluptuous fantasy model; the Yumi Plus is all about that slim frame and flat chest aesthetic that some folks really go for (top ten most-searched style on certain sites—don’t ask how I know). If you’re after realism or something closer to anime proportions…well, this is basically as close as American warehouses get to shipping Tokyo straight to your doorstep.

The material? Full TPE—that’s thermoplastic elastomer if we’re pretending to care about chemistry class again—which honestly feels surprisingly skin-like but also slightly uncanny valley if you stare too long under fluorescent lights.

Shipping Oddities & The "Next-Day" Promise

Let me tell you—I once waited three weeks for a phone case from California but somehow these companies can ship a full-size japanese sex doll across state lines faster. Supposedly, some models even have next-day delivery service if you live anywhere except Puerto Rico, Hawaii or Alaska (sorry guys). But then there’s this little catch—they don’t actually know what shipping will cost until after you order because apparently nobody owns a scale.

You place your order first…and then they calculate “the additional shipping cost based on weight and size.” Reminds me of those restaurants with market price seafood—you never really know how much you're paying until it's too late to back out gracefully.

A Weird Memory About Discretion

Quick tangent—I remember thinking years ago, “Who even needs discreet packaging?” And then my neighbor got my package by mistake—just socks back then—but imagine explaining this. The fact that these are shipped super discreetly isn’t just marketing fluff; it might save actual lives or at least prevent lifelong embarrassment at the mailbox.

Also—the box isn’t labeled anything wild; it could be furniture or gym equipment or whatever story helps everyone sleep at night.

Something Nobody Mentions Enough

There’s always chatter about measurements and realism but hardly anyone talks about weight distribution—or how moving nearly eighty pounds of silicone around your apartment is nothing like moving an actual person…but also way harder than tossing around pillows. You’ve been warned.

And cleaning? Ugh—not fun. They don’t put that on the product page either.

Final Drift Into Uncertainty

Is the Yumi Plus worth it? Depends who you ask—or maybe what mood you're in when browsing late at night with too many tabs open and questionable judgment calls stacking up beside empty snack wrappers. Some days it seems like genius-level self-care innovation; other times…maybe it's just another thing collecting dust behind closed doors.

Oh—almost forgot—the head number thing (“221 Head”) still confuses me sometimes. Do people collect these like trading cards? Maybe that's another rabbit hole entirely...