More cushion for the pushin’
Something I’ve never fully understood is the phenomenon of the sex doll. What a person could possibly find sexually arousing about a “woman” with a fixed vapid expression, plastic breasts and a hairless minge, I do not know (and yes, I am aware that I also just described the average American porn “actress,” but I don’t see how anyone could find them attractive either). It would seem to me that the only people who would be interested in pounding away at an inanimate object with the anotomical appearance of a woman would be 12-year-old boys (since, frankly, most would probably hump a mound of warm mud given the opportunity), however most kids that age don’t have the thousands of dollars necessary to buy a sex doll.
As one would likely imagine, Japan seems to have a relatively large market for sex dolls (which the natives call “Dutch wives”) even to the extent that there are companies offering sex doll rental services (ew). Recently, while browsing the ol’ interweb, I happened upon what is probably one of the strangest examples of a sex doll that I’ve ever seen. Behold, possibly the world’s first headless, armless sex doll:
Called the seikan kusshon (erogenous cushion) in Japanese, but also possessing the English moniker “Baby Doll,” the doll is composed of 90% powder beads and 10% cotton, all housed within a skin made out of waterproof “wetsuit material” (talk about sexxxy). The doll features independently posable legs, bean bag tits and a drawstring pussy (which has got to be one of the funniest combinations of words ever), and when purchased, arrives packaged in a manguri-gaeshi pose, somewhat resembling the headless hooker I found in a cardboard box behind a dumpster on my eight birthday (yes, I’m kidding).
Variations of the Baby Doll include an underage schoolgirl version, complete with flat chest, white panties and smaller labia; an entirely limbless torso-only version, also marketed as a sleep companion; as well as a version consisting only of a cushion with orifices, which, according to the website, has a fairly large buttocks, allowing for “violent fuck” (hageshii fakku). Prices run about US$550 for the basic model, $400 for the underage, $230 for the torso and a mere $100 for the orifice cushion.
To anyone with a fetish for making sweet love to headless stuffed animals, this is the doll for you.
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I wonder if you researched American or European erotic shops, if one wouldn’t find stuff like that too. I wouldn’t be surprised (except maybe for the school girl one).
Read the first few volumes of the manga BECK about the hero’s swimming teacher and you’ll see an otaku happy with this sort of doll - although the mangaka manages to make him interesting to a fairly normal female in due course.
My first reaction however, much like the one with the geriatric doll, to this post was *gag*
Comment by Estara — 6/24/2005 @ 12:49 am
jeff, jeff, jeff….
you needed to go and compensate for your uber-mushy “ain’t my fiance a princess” post, by forcing my eyes into *that*.
i was beginning to almost think that i could read your blog on my lunch break! ha! ha!
never! conbinbento is for home use only! a guilty pleasure! the only place to find both classy bridal photos *and* drawstring pussies.
Comment by Patrick — 6/24/2005 @ 10:16 am
Estara: I figured that might be your reaction.
Sorry to disappoint. Blame it on the fact that I was raised in America, where the culture breeds unhealthy attitudes towards sexuality. Or blame it on me for being an idiot. Either way.
Patrick: Once again, sorry about that! I try to avoid outright nudity on the main page, but sometimes I push the limits. My bad. Oh, and yes, I did indeed think that I should try to make up for that super-cheesy post. . . otherwise I might lose my street cred.
Comment by jeff — 6/26/2005 @ 11:41 pm
Hmmn, WASP culture sure hasn’t the most healthy take on sex… but I have my doubts about the value of mangas and other items of otaku culture, à la 電車の男: after all, they are pretty much in the market of making otakus feeling good about themselves. E.g. by portraying well-adjusted grown-up men who, oh, just happen to be into love-cushions imprinted with sailor suit-wearing teenage girls. Furthermore giving stories where members of the opposite sex show understanding and acceptance toward these delightful little quirks, rather than running to the nearest koban as I have a hint they would, be that real life. The part I find somewhat sad is that it’s a whole market feeding on the unhappiness and yearning to be accepted of a certain population.
That being said, whatever floats your boat… drawstring pussies included…
Comment by dr Dave — 6/27/2005 @ 1:32 pm
^^
At least I had something constructive to add to the subject as well this time (so I am resigned to this side of you now - I figure I had better, since your obviously ultra-nice fiancee is).
Do read BECK, it’s one of the truly interesting ones, and it has a lot of crossover with American music and the problems of singing English lyrics ^^.
@Dr.Dave: I’m sure you’re right about the wish fulfillment aspect of that character in the manga, and the depiction of American gangsters and American singers has a lof of fantasy but you still get a great growing-up pains story of that fairly average Japanese guy with a great voice getting sucked into the American-inspired music scene, which rings somewhat true: getting a producer in America who only wants to sell fast and gets them stuck with the name “Mongolian Chop Squad” - since obviously the name BECK is already taken
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(the most inspired fantastic bit is when the hero and his inspiration dream about all the rock heroes of the Wester world, even the dead ones, cleaning up after their band’s concert).
It’s a lot like Dorama, that story line, come to think of it. Of course they have love interests, as well.
Comment by Estara — 6/28/2005 @ 2:46 am
dr Dave: That’s interesting. . . I hadn’t thought about otaku manga from that perspective before. It certainly seems like otaku freaks (I use that term in the kindest possible way) in Japan can indulge in their fetishes without the risk of ridicule or alienation. One the one hand, it’s good that they’re free to engage in their hobby of choice, but on the other, every time I go to Akihabara, the asshole in me wants to give all the otaku guys wedgies and tell them to grow up.
Estara: In all honesty, Judy thinks its stupid when I post stuff like this too, but she tends to just roll her eyes and scroll past it without reading it.
Maybe this weekend I’ll try to stop by Book Off and see if they have BECK. I’ve never been one for manga, but since you seem to recommend this one so much, perhaps it’s worth checking out.
Comment by jeff — 6/28/2005 @ 8:13 am
It’s actually not my favourite manga, but with your own views on the absurdities in Japan I think a manga that tries to tackle the love of Western music and the attempt to make it big as a Japanese band that also sings English (with two half-English characters in the mix ~ which the mangaka of course wants to make believable) in addition to the normal manga shonen cliché fare…
*takes deep breath after long speech*
… might tickle the fancies you do have (as witnessed on your blog)
*finishing with a big grin*
Aside: I am ever more enchanted by glimpses of Judy’s level head. However, once I start reading something I tend to read it completely, or not at all, so scrolling past it is just not an option ^^.
Comment by Estara — 6/30/2005 @ 9:00 pm
Wow, Estara, you seem to put more thought into your comments than I have ever put into any of the posts on this site! I’ll see if I can find BECK; I just hope I’ll be able to follow along with the Japanese.
Oh, and perhaps I ought to put some kind “Estara Warning” at the start of any post that is of questionable content and might possibly offend you. What do you think?
Comment by jeff — 7/1/2005 @ 12:46 am
Aww, it’s a kind thought, jeff, but as a matter of fact that would be like buying a book with pages that have content I might like not so much cut out, and calling it Estara Version.
I want to get a full impression of your interests (at least as far as you blog them), and as any reader I’ll read as long as I enjoy the overall experience. No need to cater to special tastes. This is your platform, you’re the taste master
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Anyone who doesn’t like it can go and … do whatever (which is why my place is the mix of anime, books, manga, memes and groans about work or family it is ^^. By the way: privacy password - in case I haven’t told you yet - is temuair1, I only need it so my students can’t read my rants, if they ever connect me to that site).
Comment by Estara — 7/2/2005 @ 7:43 pm