Charizard the Mistress of Embers – Furry Sexdoll, Masturbator Butt, Furry Toy on Fire

Hey, it's Thomas!

I absolutely have to tell you about my experience with Charizard the Mistress of Embers . It's not just another sex toy in my collection—it's a whole creature, an adventure unto itself , a fantasy made real in my hands.

When I took it out of the box, I was struck by its presence . First, its weight, far beyond classic masturbators, but above all, its Charizard-inspired design , perfectly balanced between animal power and anthropomorphic sensuality. The details are crazy: sculpted scales , a raised tail, well-rounded buttocks, and two holes, a slippery vagina and a burning anus, which seemed to challenge me from the first glance.

I didn't wait long.

I started slowly, positioning her on a stable surface. I opted for the vaginal entrance, and as soon as I slid in, I felt a soft warmth engulf me . The internal texture is ultra-rich, with beads, ridges, and internal pockets that massage the shaft as if it were coming to life. Each thrust was different from the last. I felt as if she were responding to my movements. It was soft, welcoming, almost affectionate but also vicious, as if she wanted to keep me trapped inside her.

Then I tried anal entry.

There… it was a whole different intensity . Tighter, more nervous. The canal resisted me at first, then opened with gradual pressure , creating a sensation of controlled contraction with each pass. There were inner rings gripping my cock, as if Charizard refused to let me out without emptying me completely . It was deep, powerful, wild. I alternated between the two orifices several times, exploring every texture, every sensation, every reaction.

What I really loved was the total immersion . Its weight keeps your body firmly in place. No need to hold it: you can focus solely on the pleasure . And that body, precisely… I found myself caressing its scales during my breaks. There's an external tactile aspect that makes the experience even more organic, more real. It's as if it were breathing.

The orgasm, I'm not going to lie, was incredibly powerful . Long, strong, deep. I moaned uncontrollably, my hips pressed against her, unable to move for several seconds. I had literally emptied my guts into that strap. And the worst part was, all I wanted afterward was to do it again.

As for maintenance? Honestly, despite the size, it's super simple. A warm water rinse , a little mild soap, and everything is clean in two minutes. The materials are super high quality and it shows: nothing sticks, nothing gets damaged.

In short, Charizard the Mistress of Embers is not a sex toy.

She's a pleasure partner, a chimera of fire ready to swallow you again and again , until you lose your mind.

I no longer look at her as an object...

I feel like she's a creature. An addiction.