LATEX LOVE: A NSFW JOURNEY INTO THE WORLD OF SEX DOLLS

ENR_15A very pretty friend of mine had been asked by an admirer if she would be willing to have a sex doll made ofher, a thought she is still considering.  When she told me this, I was astounded that such a thing could be done.  After talking to my friend, I was baited to explore what was really going on with these adult dolls.  Though there are many sex dolls now on the market, with manufacturers and suppliers around the world, the most discriminating buyers of sex dolls want hyper-realism.  It just so happens that the most realistic dolls in the world are made right here in Los Angeles by a man named Matt Krivicke, the founder of Sinthetics.  I reached out to them to setup a tour of their facilities.

In the meantime, I mused about how we look at dolls in general.  Little girls want idealized babies to nurture and care for with perfect features and a life-like feel.  While they know that they are not alive, they certainly draw serious affinity toward them and often cherish them for a lifetime.  Boys also are drawn to the figures of the dominant male type.  In our culture, these concepts are bolstered at every turn.  With this in mind, is it really that surprising that there is an entire subculture of people who enjoy life size dolls?  Some people treat them as a young person would treat their doll, with a sense of companionship, or even with the idea of collecting beautiful things, while others use them as relentlessly wanton sex slaves.

To see doll culture fleshed out in an adult’s life is indeed a curious thing to countenance.  I mused that perhaps it wasn’t all about what I had previously imagined; closet necropheliacs and elephant men with cloistered companions in the dark corners of society, satiating their need for a human, or inhuman touch.

When I arrived to their location in a hidden neighborhood just north of Hollywood I was pleasantly surprised to see that Matt was not a furiously masturbating pervert, but instead offered a semen free handshake and a friendly smile.  Having wondered how one gets into this kind of business I asked him about it.  READ THE REST AT SLIDEWAVE.COM.

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  • BuzzCoastin

    ah, The Android Meme became flesh-like and dwelt among us

  • InfvoCuernos

    sometimes I get the feeling that this kind of “expose’” is just an excuse for the journalist to try out some freaky shit without guilt.

    • Gabriel D. Roberts

      You got me! I wanted to fingerbang that rubber vagina so much!

  • The Well Dressed Man

    Wasn’t the invention of realistic sex dolls one of the themes of LaVey’s Satanic Bible? Aesthetically, this product appears to be superior to “realdolls,” which have been on the market for some time now, and at a similar price point. If I had the budget, I’d definitely give this a go. Can’t be long now until a mechatronics engineer gets into the business with realistic moving parts….

    • Liam_McGonagle

      If LaVey significantly elaborated on the culture of sex dolls, he certainly didn’t invent it. My favorite story is about the Austrian artist, Oskar Kokoschka. An exerpt from an article by Bonnie Roos:

      The Women and the Doll Who Conceived the Artist

      Bonnie Roos

      How can those terrified vague fingers push
      The feathered glory from her loosening thighs?
      And how can body, laid in that white rush,
      But feel the strange heart beating where it lies?

      —William Butler Yeats, “Leda and the Swan” (1923)

      Upon returning home from World War I, Oskar Kokoschka found that his lover, Alma Mahler, had married another man. In response, he commissioned the creation of a life-size doll to match Mahler’s exact proportions. Kokoschka provoked rumor and scandal as he escorted his doll to the opera, held parties in its honor, and hired a maid to dress and service it. This provocative public performance inspired rampant speculation about what else, exactly, Kokoschka did with the doll. The doll met its “unnatural” demise when one of Kokoschka’s parties got out of hand. Police questioned Kokoschka in the morning about a murder; a beheaded and bloody body was reportedly seen outside his home. Evidently it was the naked, wine-splattered doll, which had somehow lost its head during the revelries of the previous evening. This was the story that Kokoschka and his critics, both then and now, loved to tell, embellishing racy details, speaking to fetishism, sex dolls, pranks, and occasional misogyny. While titillating, Kokoschka’s tumultuous relationship with Mahler and his spectacle with the doll mean little for scholars of modernism unless we can connect them to Kokoschka’s project as an artist. Indeed, much less discussed than the doll episode are the three “portraits” Kokoschka painted of the doll, and their connection to it. The first, Woman in Blue, 1919, is still considered Kokoschka’s masterpiece of this period, though it is seldom analyzed in detail; and the two latter, Painter with Doll, 1920–21, and At the Easel, 1922, are among Kokoschka’s numerous self-portraits, and rarely noted by critics.

    • Matt Staggs

      He had an obsession about it. If I recall correctly (and I admit it’s been a long time since I read his stuff) he wrote some on the topic in “The Devil’s Notebook”.

  • Bruteloop

    A foot with a vagina? Who…what…sheesh…some folks…

    • Gabriel D. Roberts

      It’s called the Vajankle!

  • http://www.thisisrazz.com/ Razz

    They are unsettling because they’re so damned life-like. At not too far a distance they look like real people. Get closer and it gets weirder.

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