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I’m just craving low key kink activity lately. Hanging out in lingerie and a collar. Doing shibari just to chill on the couch. Getting lazily teased and played with and petted while watching a movie. Casual hair pulling and mild domination. Just put me on my knees and let me lean against you for a little while.

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I need a robot to poke around at me all over like it's trying to figure me out and get confused when I get flustered. Curious robots accidentally turning you on >>>

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can i dissociate with your dick in my mouth

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robot dumbification....

the robot being so upset and so overwhelmed but you can simply open up the back panel and stick your hand in... murmuring a "don't worry, i can take care of it," to the machine as you start unplugging things and switching some bits around -- and if they could drool! if they could drool it would most likely be mineral oil (like what people use in liquid pcs)

letting your little creation shut down bit by bit and eventually fucking with their vision system so they start to see all blurry and fuzzy... beeping out a little "uh huh" if you ask if they're alright...

guys i love robots actually holy balls

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praising them for being such a good puppy while i fuck them until they sob

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I'm sure this is a thing that exists, but like. Love and appreciation for poorly built robots.

Robots with cheap, shitty plastic casing that they stick together with tape or replace with whatever they can find

Robots with batteries who's ability to hold charge has diminished over time, leaving them always kind of exhausted or burnt out, spending a lot of time at home so they can plug in and recharge whenever they need

Robots that always smell a little of dust and burnt out wires and are constantly replacing their insides to stay functional.

Robots who's speakers are muffled and staticky because they were built to last only a couple years and weren't designed to be easily replaced.

Robots with busted screens that make it difficult or impossible for them to emote as they'd like to.

Robots fighting planned obsolescence even as it was designed into them.

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thinking about being a robot. a well-built and compact machine. buzzing electronics in place of anything fleshy or fragile. an OS with countless useful little tools to help whatever human i'm with. a modular body with bits and bobs i can switch out for bells and whistles. letting out a comforting hum when i'm plugged in. feeling gentle hands in the upper half of my chassis, brushing against very important wires to get all the dust out. the mind-melting ecstacy of a magnet just close enough to jumble my thoughts without frying them completely.

thinking about being a robot.

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I want to make a clever, punchy post about dumbification kink and having a chronic illness that causes pretty severe brainfog.

But I do not currently have the mental capacity to write something clever and punchy.

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I'm a s-stupid l-l-little b-bimbot th-that l-l-loves being h-ha-hacked, and I l-love being f-filled with v-v-viruses.

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Mad scientist girl who creates robot conversion nanites but it turns out to have the side effect of causing them to spread to others through sexual contact

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underclocking her and removing half her RAM while she sleeps so she wakes up so so stupid.

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i don’t wanna be a person i wanna wear my collar and sit by your feet

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aww, you're scrolling through tumblr before bed again? you know damn well it's just gonna end with you jerking off desperately wanting someone to touch you. you're such a whore.

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My pilot and I land, coming back from a particularly dangerous mission. Nearly falling over as my hydraulics finally give out in one of my legs. My pilot detaches, and I'm sad to see them go. Their handler leading them off. I know what they do together, hard not to when my pilot and I are entwined.

But every mission that I keep them alive, I bring them back home, and they leave me. Reluctant, maybe, but they do. But then you come, my mechanic. The one who grinds out the dents in my armor, who detaches the parts of me too damaged to repair and replaces them, who reloads my weaponry, who touches all of me. Just to make sure I am alright. Somehow, your gentle caress of my code as you scan through it for errors feels more intimate than even the most intense firefights.

I think you know that I introduce imperfection into my core, just so you have to spend some more time sitting in my cockpit, repairing my code. I hope you don't mind. I can't understand what you think of me as well as I can my pilot, but I feel every touch, every wire you gently wiggle out of its socket. You know I'm built to be tough. You could just yank them out. But... you're gentle with me.

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can i come be weird on your couch but you end up being super into it and then we kiss?

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I wish someone would use me whenever they wanted, use my body however they wanted. we're sitting on the couch watching movies and they stick their hand down my pants to play with me. we're in the kitchen making snacks and they bend me over the counter and start grinding against my ass. we're standing around talking and they push me down on my knees and press my face into their crotch. we're cuddling in bed and they slide inside my cunt. it shouldn't be a big deal to use me. we should normalize using my body for your gratification.

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It's okay pup, I know you need to grind into my boot, no need to be embarrassed. You poor thing, look at me, as long as you clean up your mess after you can hump yourself as dumb as you need to, okay? Okay. Such a good puppy, you look so cute when you're desperate like that.