CLM Classic 158cm Myrtice B-Cup Alien Blue Skin Anime Sex Doll: An Oddly Specific Adventure

Is it weird that the first thing I thought when unboxing the CLM Classic 158cm Myrtice B-Cup Alien Blue Skin Anime Sex Doll (try saying that five times fast) was—huh, this is what $1501-2000 gets you in 2024?

Not sure what I expected. Maybe more lasers. Or a spaceship. But let’s be real, nobody buys an avatar sex doll because they’re hoping for subtlety.

The Color Situation… and Other Surprises

Blue skin. Like, genuinely blue—not some faded teal you get on cheap cosplay wigs, but Avatar-blue. Kind of electric in bad lighting, sort of mysterious in soft daylight. It’s not subtle at all and yet—I’ll admit—a little mesmerizing after a while. You start thinking about sci-fi movies you never finished watching.

The face has Tifa makeup vibes (yes, that Tifa), which is almost comical on an alien sex doll body with anime features. It’s like someone mashed up three different genres just to see if anyone would notice. They did.

And then there’s the size thing: 158cm (5'2"), so not intimidatingly tall or awkwardly short—just kind of right there in the “are you sure this isn’t a mini anime sex doll?” category until you realize she weighs around 79-88 lbs (36-40kg). Lifting her is a workout. Not gym-level pain, but enough to make you rethink your life choices for a second.

Feeling Out of Place (But That’s Sort of the Point)

I can’t say I ever pictured myself owning a full body sex doll with blue skin and small breasts (B-cup, if we’re being technical). There’s something oddly vulnerable about it? Or maybe it’s just me overthinking as usual.

Still—there’s this moment where you catch yourself making mental notes about silicone texture and joint flexibility instead of doing literally anything else productive. The hands are delicate; fingers move better than expected; joints click less than last year’s models from other brands like Climax Custom or whatever was trending on those wild Halloween sale sites.

You half expect her to blink back at you if you stare too long… she doesn’t though.

When Customization Gets Weirdly Personal

Custom options are everywhere now—hair color, eye style, even nails if you care enough to scroll through all the dropdowns on those endless climax doll order pages. At some point I realized picking out tiny details for an anime sex doll felt more personal than customizing a phone case or laptop sticker set ever did. if you're interested in similar options, our collection of mini anime sex dolls for more choices.

It makes sense why people get attached to their lady sex dolls or skinny sex dolls or whatever label fits today—because even when it feels silly (“use gift card to enter doll raffle!”), there’s this low-key thrill in seeing something made exactly how your brain imagined it after too much late-night internet browsing.

An Unexpected Tangent About Storage

Here comes my off-topic warning: storing a blue-skinned alien female sex doll is not easy unless your apartment already looks like Comic-Con exploded inside it. Closet space? Nope; she’ll peek out every time you grab socks. Under-bed storage? Only if your bed frame is built for secret missions.

I ended up buying one of those rolling racks meant for winter coats and pretending she’s part of a performance art project whenever friends come over unexpectedly—which honestly works better than any actual explanation could.

A Few Contradictions I Can’t Ignore

Buying something labeled as both “custom” and “classic” feels contradictory—but here we are with the CLM Classic Custom Doll line anyway. Is it classic because everyone wants one? Or custom because nobody does? Maybe both?

Then there’s the price range ($1501-2000) which sounds steep until you compare it to… well, everything else in this niche lifestyle-you-call-it-these-days. Yet somehow still cheaper than most new phones people drop without blinking twice.

Last Bit I Didn’t Expect

There was this weird moment—I remember thinking how much effort went into making something so unapologetically strange look kind of beautiful under certain lights. Not pretty in any traditional way, but striking enough that even my skeptical side had to pause before cracking another joke about anime dolls with blue skin taking over my living room.

Anyway—it sits there now, part conversation piece, part curiosity cabinet item, part reminder that sometimes impulse purchases don’t fit neatly into categories no matter how many keywords marketers try to cram onto their product pages.

And who knows—maybe next year they’ll add glow-in-the-dark freckles or Wi-Fi connectivity or… hmm, maybe not exactly what anyone needs but hey—the world keeps getting stranger whether we want it or not