Dominique: Thick Sex Doll

There’s something about writing this that makes me feel like I’m relaying state secrets to you in the back booth of some greasy diner.

Maybe it’s because Dominique—the thick sex doll in question—isn’t just another silicone fantasy. She’s... well, let’s just say she could cause traffic accidents if she were real and walking down Fremont Street. But obviously, she isn’t walking anywhere. Not with those thighs.

What Happens When You Meet Dominique

I’ll be honest—when the box arrived (and yes, it was plain as an empty pizza box), I almost expected a team of FBI agents to burst in and ask what the hell was going on in my apartment. Turns out, it was just Dominique, all 107 pounds of her, packed tighter than my last suitcase before a red-eye flight.

Unboxing her felt weirdly ceremonial—like unwrapping something both sacred and faintly illegal. There she was: five foot four inches of unapologetic thickness, H-cup breasts threatening to spill out even though physics says they shouldn’t be able to move at all. Her hips? Let’s just say they’re not lying in the product photos.

Las Vegas Origins… Sort Of

Here’s where things get kind of ridiculous—in a good way? Allegedly, Dominique started out as a stripper in some neon-lit gentleman’s club off the Strip (Las Vegas does love its stories). She wanted to be a nurse originally—imagine getting your flu shot from someone who looks like this—but apparently nursing school couldn’t handle her “problematic” levels of sexuality.

She claims she spent more time hooking up with medical staff than learning anything useful about blood pressure or whatever nurses do all day. Eventually stripping became inevitable; honestly, you can picture her causing chaos among accountants or IT guys too. Any workplace would have been doomed.

The Photo Shoot: A Lot of Bending Over

We did a photo shoot for reasons I still don’t fully understand—maybe boredom? Maybe curiosity? Anyway, we made Dominique bend down over and over again because there is no angle where her ass doesn’t look like it belongs on some forbidden fruit label.

Her proportions are absurd: 37-inch bust (that H-cup thing is no joke), 43-inch hips, waist so small you start questioning basic human anatomy textbooks. And yeah—if you’re into juicy curves or searching for “ebony sex dolls,” you’ll probably find yourself doing double-takes at these measurements even if Dominique herself isn’t technically ebony or Latina or any other category except maybe “thicc beyond reason.”

Customization Rabbit Hole

You think picking out options for coffee is hard? Try customizing a sex doll sometime when you’re mentally checked out after work. Skin tone? Sure—go wild. Hair color? Endless choices; suddenly I’m sweating over whether emerald green hair would make sense on someone built like this (it doesn’t). Nipples: pink or brownish? Pubic hair: maybe?

There are premium upgrades too—body heating (for realism), moaning sounds (not sure how neighbors would feel), breathing system (creepy yet fascinating). There’s even an option for add-ons like cleaning devices or storage cases for when your mother unexpectedly visits and asks why your closet smells like new car interior.

Using Her Is...A Lot

Look—I know what people expect here: wild stories about life-changing orgasms or whatever marketing copywriters dream up when they haven’t touched grass in years. But using Dominique is mostly about logistics first; moving 107 pounds around isn’t exactly sexy unless you’re into Olympic weightlifting cosplay.

But once things get going...well—it gets intense quickly. anal options all there; everything designed for maximum impact (let's not get too graphic). Sometimes I’d catch myself wondering if I should tip her afterwards—or maybe apologize for being so predictable.

Shipping & The Waiting Game

The wait feels longer than any Amazon Prime delivery ever could—a full three weeks from order to doorstep if you're lucky enough not to have customs officers with questions (“Sir, what exactly IS this?”). At least shipping is free worldwide and nobody will know what lurks inside that boring brown box except maybe your nosy neighbor who already thinks you're weird anyway.

One Odd Realization

Here’s something nobody tells you: after spending time with someone—or something—that looks like this thick girl who oozes shameless sexuality from every inch... regular life feels oddly muted by comparison. Like eating plain toast after months of cake for breakfast.

Not saying everyone needs their own big ass sex doll named Dominique—but once you've met one up close…ehh…things change a little bit upstairs.

Anyway—I guess that covers most of it without veering off into existential crisis territory. If you're curious whether you can handle her…well…there's only one way you'll actually find out.

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