Up Close and Personal/ Erena Extra x Tamatoys Review

Design

Retired Succubus, Active Cock Demon

Let’s start with the outside because it's nothing wild. Standard handheld size, squishy pink material with just enough give to get you hyped before insertion. No sculpted lips or gimmicky orifices, just a simple oval entry, like she’s too busy being horny to care about subtlety. But whatever, you’re not here to admire the exterior. You’re here to get your dick spiritually drained by an anime demon chick—and brother, she delivers.

Slide in and it’s instant chaos. The tunnel starts wide and sloppy, like she’s welcoming you with a “you again?” kinda energy. First few centimeters are loose, just enough to get you comfy, and then BAM you hit this cluster of tight, aggressive nubs that grab on like she just remembered what she retired from. It’s like a ring of textured teeth gnawing your shaft in the most respectful way possible.

Go deeper and it shifts again. Mid-section is all over the place: swirling ridges, suction bumps, and tight bends like they just mashed together every successful nut-draining texture they could find and told Erena to bless it. It doesn’t stroke in one predictable rhythm either; it pulls and pops and clings in weird-ass ways that keep your brain scrambling and your balls scared.

Then toward the end, you hit this rounded chamber that’s somehow both loose and enveloping, almost like she’s sighing with relief as you bottom out. It gives that full-depth pressure without being too tight, like she wants you to dump your load and stay there for a minute. Real post-nut cuddle energy in a tube.

In short, this bitch was engineered to ruin. The design ain’t flashy, but the interior texture is demonic genius. It’s like a dungeon made of succubus pussy walls, and if that’s not your kink yet, it will be after this.

Quality

Mid-tier Build, High-tier Filth

Let’s keep it real…Tamatoys isn’t known for dropping ultra-premium stuff, and the Erena Extra doesn’t exactly break the mold in terms of raw material quality. It’s got that classic soft, squishy TPE they use in a lot of their toys. Feels good in the hand, nice and pliable, but you can definitely tell it’s on the more affordable side. This ain’t some weighty, dual-layered Fleshlight rival—it’s a messy little gremlin of a sleeve and proud of it.

That said, it holds up surprisingly well. The tunnel doesn’t collapse or flatten mid-stroke, and the textures stay punchy even after a few abuse sessions. No instant tears, no sketchy seams, and no weird factory smell straight outta the box (always a plus). It’s got that “you’ll get your money’s worth before she taps out” kind of durability.

The one thing to watch out for is long-term wear. That soft TPE will start to get a little sticky over time if you don’t take care of it, so clean it, dry it, and powder it, or suffer the consequences like a lazy degenerate.

Overall, the quality’s solid for the price. It’s not a tank, but she’ll take a pounding and beg for more before showing signs of stress. She’s not here for a long time, instead she’s here for a wet and disgraceful time. That’s all I need.

Experience

I Did Things

Using the Erena Extra is like getting drunk-texted by a demon ex at 2AM—you know it’s a bad idea, but the second you slide in, all logic leaves your brain and your dick takes the wheel.

The first stroke is warm, wet, and so damn loose it feels like falling into a forbidden hole that was way too happy to see you. There’s zero resistance at the start, just a soft and sloppy entry that lulls you into thinking this’ll be a gentle session. Then those interior textures kick in and suddenly you’re in a blender of nubs, ridges, and suction points that come at you like she’s trying to remind you why she had to “retire.”

It’s not predictable, it’s not elegant, but it is chaotic. The textures hit at random spots and the tunnel clings in weird ways, like she’s improvising mid-session and trying to catch you slipping. I found myself switching up tempo constantly, because no single rhythm worked for more than a few strokes without triggering a “holy shit” moment. It’s like she’s built for edging but also designed to make you fail it instantly.

And when you nut? It’s not just a nut. It’s a “what the fuck did I just do” moment followed by “…so when can I go again?”

This toy doesn’t just get the job done, it makes you question what your job even is anymore. It’s messy, wild, and lowkey spiritual. I finished, laid there for a sec, and seriously contemplated texting someone just to rejoin humanity.

Erena Extra doesn’t make love, she commits war crimes.

Performance

Sloppy, Slutty, Sensational

Let’s not sugarcoat it, the Erena Extra performs like a demon in heat who’s mad you didn’t summon her sooner. This isn’t some precision-engineered, “simulate every ridge of the vaginal canal” kinda toy. This is raw, unholy friction designed to make you bust harder than a damn fire hydrant in summer.

The tunnel gives no fucks about technique, it’s a straight-up freakshow. Loose at first, then it sucker punches your shaft with textured zones that hit outta nowhere: big soft nubs, random suction pockets, tight inner rings that grip like she’s clenching on purpose. It’s unpredictable in the best way, and it stays that way. You could edge for 20 minutes or blow your load in under two—either way, she’s got your number.

The suction is legit and once you’re deep enough she slurps onto you like she wants to keep you. Doesn’t feel mechanical or forced—more like a “please don’t leave me” grip, which is both tragic and insanely hot.

The best part is that you don’t have to go max effort to get max results. Whether you’re slow-stroking like a romantic or absolutely destroying her like it’s the series finale, she keeps up. No collapsing walls, no weird angles, no “uh oh I broke it” moment mid-nut.

She’s sloppy, noisy, and 100% down for the cause. I’ve had cleaner strokes, tighter strokes, even more “realistic” strokes—but this bitch, she just wants it. And when you’ve got lube, free time, and zero shame, that’s the exact kind of energy you need.

In short, she performs like a succubus on her last day in hell: desperate, dangerous, and out to empty your soul through your dick.

Packaging

Elegant Waifu, Filthy Intentions

Let me just say the box on this thing is straight-up bait. You look at it and think, “Oh wow, what a classy anime lady in a cheongsam, maybe this is a tasteful, refined experience.” Nah, bro, it's a trap, that’s the succubus illusion. This packaging is dressing up straight degeneracy in formalwear, and I’m absolutely here for it.

Front and center, we’ve got Erena in her tight-as-hell qipao with cutouts showing maximum thigh and sideboob. Her pose is coy but confident, fan in hand like she’s about to ruin you politely. She looks like the kind of woman who tells you she’s a “retired succubus” while stroking your ego and your soul out your dick simultaneously. The box art sells the fantasy hard—this is a character sleeve, not just some generic hole.

Flip it around and you get a full anatomical breakdown of the tunnel. They really said “fuck subtlety” and slapped a red raw cross-section of the interior right on the back like a pervert’s user manual. You get blown-up tunnel shots, texture previews, and a stat sheet rating her softness, suction, and tightness like she’s a damn gacha unit for your cock.

And the cherry on top? They include a waterproof poster of Erena who is topless. Yup, full anime tits, perfectly illustrated and ready for action. It’s small, discreet enough to hide in your shame drawer, but durable enough to withstand moisture. You know what I mean. They knew what kind of activities this sleeve was leading to, and they threw in jerk-off material like it was part of the package deal. Respect.

Honestly, it's not just packaging, it’s pre-nut content. You’re unboxing a whole vibe. This shit turns foreplay into an event.

Price

Cheap, Dirty, and Worth Every Penny

At around $40, the Erena Extra is sitting in that dangerously sweet spot between “impulse buy” and “my standards are slipping.” That’s exactly where this slutty little sleeve belongs. You’re not paying premium collector-tier Fleshlight prices here, you’re getting raw value: fat texture, chaotic tunnel, and degenerate VTuber collab all bundled together like it’s a limited-time hentai special.

You get a custom sculpt, nasty interior, full-color box art, AND a bonus waterproof nudie poster for forty bucks. That’s not just a deal, it’s a horny man’s value meal. You could easily drop more money on a forgettable sleeve with no personality and generic texture, but this bitch comes with lore, attitude, and succubus-tier suction for under half a Benjamin.

If you’re ballin’ on a budget but still want something that feels like a hentai character’s actively trying to drain your will to live, this is it. Low cost, high return, no dignity. Just the way I like it.