She Let Me Hit Because I Say Things Like “okie Dokie”

back from the hospital

no matter how terrible my day is. i can always end my day in bed imagining fictional characters making out sloppy style and fucking raw. and that's beautiful. there's some good in this world mister frodo and it's worth fighting for

I just saw a DNI for "evil intentions". nobody puts up a warding talisman anymore just a fucking DNI

Yeah, being a robot and getting fucked is nice, like, having a robopussy, something synthetic but still warm, squishy, self lubricating, accommodating for my user. There will always be a soft spot in my mechanical heart for hardware that sends jolts of pleasure every time my walls detect a pressing presence within.

But why stop at human ideas of sexual interiors? What if I just had plug sockets down there, ones that took in various signals for direct programmable stimulation. What if I could hook up via data ports in my crotch to other robots as we assail one another with pleasure signals more complex than any meat mind could compute, each one calculated in real time to deliver maximum punch. What about opening up the panels of my abdomen and delivering a million little discharges over my crotch circuitry directly, enough to strain my components and run my lines with far more current than they were rated for just to bring me to new heights.

To be clear, I love both sides of the fantasy equally, but I feel like one side is less explored and deserves more content. This has been a PSA from your local robot girl <3

hey

hey robotgirls

*pops your casing open and blows you out with an air duster before swabbing you down with isopropyl alcohol*

the computer is an inherently sexual object. the transfems know this. yet the ignorant world stays silent.

new computer girl drop

Drop the gender marker for government IDs.

Instead include fursona species.

"Thoughts on women?" Yeah pretty much constantly

to whom it may concern: that sword of damocles hangs