There’s something a little surreal about opening a box and seeing a full-size, blonde, 158cm pregnant sex doll staring up at you. Not that I expected subtlety—Elvira (that’s her name, apparently) is anything but. She arrives with this custom silicone head perched atop a TPE body, which I guess is supposed to feel more… real? It does, in a way that’s both impressive and slightly unnerving.
I’m not sure why they bother listing every measurement down to the last centimeter. Maybe some people need to know that her belly is exactly 32.68 inches around or that her hips are just shy of 39. For me, it was more like: “Wow, she takes up half my couch.” The weight (99 pounds) is no joke either. Lugging her from room to room felt like moving an awkwardly shaped suitcase filled with sandbags.
Here’s where things get weird—or weirder than you’d expect from a pregnant sex doll review. Elvira has what they call a “flat chest” paired with this exaggerated big belly. I kept thinking about how someone must have requested this combination on purpose. There’s probably an entire forum thread somewhere debating flat chests versus small boobs versus… well, whatever this is.
Her bust measures out at just over 31 inches—not huge by any stretch—but then there’s this pronounced curve outward right at the belly button zone. It makes for an odd silhouette when you catch sight of her out of the corner of your eye at night (don’t recommend). But hey—everyone has their thing, right?
Supposedly, having a silicone head with a TPE body means you get realism where it counts and softness everywhere else. In practice? The transition between them feels like two different dolls glued together by someone who ran out of patience halfway through.
The silicone head looks almost too perfect—like those mannequins in fancy store windows that make you feel underdressed just for walking past them. The body… let’s say it picks up dust if you so much as breathe near it.
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Custom options exist if you want to tweak features further—harder or softer here and there—but honestly, after hauling Elvira into my living room once, I couldn’t imagine going through extra steps for more “customization.” Unless maybe there was an option for self-cleaning? Now that would be innovation.
Having Elvira around led to several unplanned conversations—with myself mostly (“Did I really just move her again?”)—and one uncomfortable moment when my neighbor stopped by unexpectedly while she was sitting upright on the sofa like some kind of silent guest star.
Weirdly enough, after a few days she blended into the background clutter—the way old gym equipment does after New Year’s resolutions fade away. Every now and then though, I’d bump into her foot or catch those glassy eyes reflecting light back at me and remember all over again: yes, that is a full-size pregnant sex doll in my apartment.
For anyone actually interested in product specifications: vagina depth is listed as 7 inches; anal goes about 6-and-a-half; oral isn’t even mentioned—which says something about priorities here.
Nobody talks about cleaning these things enough. Or maybe they do and I just ignored it because denial seemed easier at first glance (it wasn’t). TPE bodies require powdering unless you want them sticky—and trust me, sticky isn’t fun here.
Washing out every crevice takes time and patience most people don’t have on weeknights after work. There are manuals online but reading them made me feel oddly judged by invisible strangers who apparently never spill anything or leave fingerprints anywhere ever.
Anyway—I learned quickly that maintenance is part of owning any custom silicone head tpe body sex doll whether you’re ready for it or not.
It occurs to me now—typing all this out—that nobody tells you what to do with these dolls when guests visit or your mom decides to drop by unannounced (the closet only hides so much). Maybe there should be guides for social logistics rather than just measurements and materials?
I keep thinking maybe someday someone will figure out how to make these less complicated—or maybe complication is part of the point. Either way… Elvira remains propped up against my bookshelf as I write this; still blonde, still very obviously present—a reminder that sometimes curiosity leads us into stranger territory than we planned for.
And no matter how many times you measure something down to the millimeter—it doesn’t quite prepare you for seeing it face-to-face under your own roof.
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