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Alright so this just happened a few days ago, I will try to keep it mostly PG but it was one of the strangest tripping experience I have ever had.
About 6 weeks ago I purchased a $2k high end sex doll. I've been single for along time since my Fiance and I split, long enough that the thought of having sex giving me anxiety, I really don't want to perform poorly. I felt having something to actually practice on again would be good for me before going back into the wild. These things take a long time to produce, I was expecting about 8 weeks and did not notice the shipping notification since it ended up in my spam folder.
My roommate was at work for the day so I made plans to take some lsd when he left, trip, play VR and probably wank it, the usual. I dropped it at about 8 in the morning and was coming up around 10. I'm just about to hop into VR when I hear a knock at the door, I ignore it and the doorbell rings. Feeling paranoid I go down and look through the peep hole to see a big ass box. I open the door and the Fedex driver is there. She asks what it is out of curiosity since it weighs a ton, I panic and say "I don't know" . She looks at my like how the heck do you not know what an 80lbs box with your name on it is. She asks if I need help carrying it in and I stupidly say" Nah, I can manage her myself"...I called the box a "her" and started panicking more. I doubt she noticed but the look she was giving me made me panic more so I just broke down and said it's a sex doll. That made things more awkward then they ever should have been, I signed for the package and dragged the body into the house still thinking about the whole encounter and how I can never have a packaged shipped from Fedex again.
This bitch was heavy, like way more than I thought. 80lbs in a 5ft long box and I had to drag it up the stairs to my room. I pop the box open for an inspection and everything looks good.(I'm going to refer to the doll as a her since it is easier). Just getting her out of the box was a task itself. 80lbs floppy dead weight is worse than I ever imagined. I got her on top the bed and starting to assemble. I already purchased some outfits and accessories a month earlier. I'm starting to trip hard and literally feeling like God in my own personal build a bitch workshop. Trying on outfits, eye colors wigs etc. Found a configuration that I really liked and stuck with that.
I'm now feeling pretty horny. I set some mood lighting, put on some music and some porn in the background for the moaning. I started getting nervous, just all of a sudden sticking your dong into a girl felt wrong but also worrying about that was wrong since it is only a doll, some really conflicting thoughts. Am I really having second thoughts about banging a doll I paid for? I just decided to go for it, tripping was intense now at some points it legit seemed extremely real to the point I forgot it was a doll. With the sound effects and everything waving around I would get consumed into the moment, my mind was literally creating an entire background story, name and everything for this fake woman. I started having thoughts of meeting her parents and all kinds of weird shit.
I flipped her over from the doggy position for missionary and looked into her face. OMG I banged her so hard one of her eyes went out of position looking way up to the right. This was horrifying. I start trying to fix the eye and notice something sticking to the bed, it was a finger nail that came off. I look at her hands and notice all the wires were bent leaving the hands a contorted mess. I stop all activity and start trying to repair her. At this point I feel like I'm a doctor and we are about to lose her if I can't get things together. I'm wondering if I killed her and what I should do if I can't fix her. I'm honestly starting to verge onto a bad trip after seeing this, it was horrifying. I going downstairs and drink a glass of wine to calm my nerves and head back up stairs.
Arriving back up stairs I noticed a smell. The new doll had a really strong odor from the manufacturing. I don't have a window in my room and it was building up. I never finished and just starting cleaning her up. Bent the fingers back fixed the eyes etc. and started giving her a sponge bath(as recommended after some googling). I felt like I was caring for quadriplegic and was feeling extremely empathetic for this poor soul and then I remembered that I banged her and now thought I took advantage of a quadriplegic. After that the only spot I had to hide the body was in my closet but there was not enough space with the head on. I removed the head and tucked her away.
I starting having strange thoughts about my life. I'm doing well enough to afford a $2k sex doll, but am also doing poorly with women to need a doll. At this point I hear someone come home. My roommate apparently got home really early. I light a candle and open my door just to look like I'm chilling on the computer. He comes in to chat and asked me "Um what hell is that". I left the head sitting on my bookshelf since I was not certain where to store it without it getting ruined and forgot I had it there. I had like 50 excuses come to my head but literally none of them would be realistic so I say it's a sex doll head. He just starts laughing is ass off which honestly was a relief so I start laughing too. I tell him the body just came in trying to act casual but am also trying really hard to see how he reacts to the situation. He said it looks really pretty and asks the cost. He was thrown back a little which made me feel a little pathetic for buying it but mentioned he was looking at them a year or so back and is amazed how realistic they have gotten. Problem is now anytime my door is closed he's going to think I'm banging the doll which is not the case. I just starting playing VR like normal but was getting weirded out knowing there is a full size headless body in my closet 6 feet away.
Anyways was a really strange trip, lots of strange thoughts and experiences. Will probably use the doll for a bit too build some confidence and start dating again.
Here is a photo I just took for the less imaginative. It should be SFW since I've covered the body parts. This is not exactly the same as when I was experiencing it but it gives you an idea. The uncanny valley is real when things start going in places they normally shouldn't.
About 6 weeks ago I purchased a $2k high end sex doll. I've been single for along time since my Fiance and I split, long enough that the thought of having sex giving me anxiety, I really don't want to perform poorly. I felt having something to actually practice on again would be good for me before going back into the wild. These things take a long time to produce, I was expecting about 8 weeks and did not notice the shipping notification since it ended up in my spam folder.
My roommate was at work for the day so I made plans to take some lsd when he left, trip, play VR and probably wank it, the usual. I dropped it at about 8 in the morning and was coming up around 10. I'm just about to hop into VR when I hear a knock at the door, I ignore it and the doorbell rings. Feeling paranoid I go down and look through the peep hole to see a big ass box. I open the door and the Fedex driver is there. She asks what it is out of curiosity since it weighs a ton, I panic and say "I don't know" . She looks at my like how the heck do you not know what an 80lbs box with your name on it is. She asks if I need help carrying it in and I stupidly say" Nah, I can manage her myself"...I called the box a "her" and started panicking more. I doubt she noticed but the look she was giving me made me panic more so I just broke down and said it's a sex doll. That made things more awkward then they ever should have been, I signed for the package and dragged the body into the house still thinking about the whole encounter and how I can never have a packaged shipped from Fedex again.
This bitch was heavy, like way more than I thought. 80lbs in a 5ft long box and I had to drag it up the stairs to my room. I pop the box open for an inspection and everything looks good.(I'm going to refer to the doll as a her since it is easier). Just getting her out of the box was a task itself. 80lbs floppy dead weight is worse than I ever imagined. I got her on top the bed and starting to assemble. I already purchased some outfits and accessories a month earlier. I'm starting to trip hard and literally feeling like God in my own personal build a bitch workshop. Trying on outfits, eye colors wigs etc. Found a configuration that I really liked and stuck with that.
I'm now feeling pretty horny. I set some mood lighting, put on some music and some porn in the background for the moaning. I started getting nervous, just all of a sudden sticking your dong into a girl felt wrong but also worrying about that was wrong since it is only a doll, some really conflicting thoughts. Am I really having second thoughts about banging a doll I paid for? I just decided to go for it, tripping was intense now at some points it legit seemed extremely real to the point I forgot it was a doll. With the sound effects and everything waving around I would get consumed into the moment, my mind was literally creating an entire background story, name and everything for this fake woman. I started having thoughts of meeting her parents and all kinds of weird shit.
I flipped her over from the doggy position for missionary and looked into her face. OMG I banged her so hard one of her eyes went out of position looking way up to the right. This was horrifying. I start trying to fix the eye and notice something sticking to the bed, it was a finger nail that came off. I look at her hands and notice all the wires were bent leaving the hands a contorted mess. I stop all activity and start trying to repair her. At this point I feel like I'm a doctor and we are about to lose her if I can't get things together. I'm wondering if I killed her and what I should do if I can't fix her. I'm honestly starting to verge onto a bad trip after seeing this, it was horrifying. I going downstairs and drink a glass of wine to calm my nerves and head back up stairs.
Arriving back up stairs I noticed a smell. The new doll had a really strong odor from the manufacturing. I don't have a window in my room and it was building up. I never finished and just starting cleaning her up. Bent the fingers back fixed the eyes etc. and started giving her a sponge bath(as recommended after some googling). I felt like I was caring for quadriplegic and was feeling extremely empathetic for this poor soul and then I remembered that I banged her and now thought I took advantage of a quadriplegic. After that the only spot I had to hide the body was in my closet but there was not enough space with the head on. I removed the head and tucked her away.
I starting having strange thoughts about my life. I'm doing well enough to afford a $2k sex doll, but am also doing poorly with women to need a doll. At this point I hear someone come home. My roommate apparently got home really early. I light a candle and open my door just to look like I'm chilling on the computer. He comes in to chat and asked me "Um what hell is that". I left the head sitting on my bookshelf since I was not certain where to store it without it getting ruined and forgot I had it there. I had like 50 excuses come to my head but literally none of them would be realistic so I say it's a sex doll head. He just starts laughing is ass off which honestly was a relief so I start laughing too. I tell him the body just came in trying to act casual but am also trying really hard to see how he reacts to the situation. He said it looks really pretty and asks the cost. He was thrown back a little which made me feel a little pathetic for buying it but mentioned he was looking at them a year or so back and is amazed how realistic they have gotten. Problem is now anytime my door is closed he's going to think I'm banging the doll which is not the case. I just starting playing VR like normal but was getting weirded out knowing there is a full size headless body in my closet 6 feet away.
Anyways was a really strange trip, lots of strange thoughts and experiences. Will probably use the doll for a bit too build some confidence and start dating again.
Here is a photo I just took for the less imaginative. It should be SFW since I've covered the body parts. This is not exactly the same as when I was experiencing it but it gives you an idea. The uncanny valley is real when things start going in places they normally shouldn't.
