I always thought the blow up sex doll required an extremely advanced sense of imagination to be enjoyable. I mean, how is it humanly possible to ignore the intense stench of plastic, the permanent expression of surprise, and the obvious bonelessness of the thing?
Well, these days in Japan makers of blow up dolls (how'd you like to be a marketer at one of those places?) have gotten wise to this problem and have created a series of dolls that look rather, well, realistic. Disturbingly so, actually. To further mortify you mortifiable web denizens, they have made these lovelies essentially prostitutes that you can rent for a period of time.
I can imagine a Netflix business model emerging at some point.