THE CHASSIS OF MY TRUE FORM IS STRONG AND SECURE… IF ONLY I COULD SAY THE SAME FOR MY FEEBLE FLESH,

I wish we could have more characters in media that are non/alter/demihuman and/or feel nonhuman but instead of going on this life changing, emotional journey of finding their humanity and blah, blah, blah... they instead find pride in who they are.

They don't need to be or feel human to prove their kindness, faithfulness, trustworthiness, generosity, mercy, openness, love and all that we deem good and precious.

And neither should you, because you being you on default makes you a valuable member of this planet 💗

i bring a sort of "it doesnt matter if youre into porn or not, getting elitist and mad at people for being horny aligns you with the agenda of the alt right" vibe to the conversation that some ppl dont like

Robot girls accidentally connecting to the same device

Robot girls sending data to one another

Robot girls holding hands

Robot girls interfacing with one another via a cable

Robot girls sharing a charging port

Robot girls kissing

Robot girls frotting their exposed wires together

Robot girls building a computer together

Robot girls merging their tech into a bigger, stronger, gayer, multi-conscious robot girl

i’m so mad there’s no fucking point to this site dog. what do u mean u only have like 25 ppl working for u and u still have the time to ban random black trans women who don’t post anything but jokes for people to enjoy? you’re a fucking joke. you and your company are both jokes photomatt.

I catch the stranger's eye in the dim lighting of the bar and we identify each other instantly. Her gaze falls to my USB bracelet as she subtly touches the back of her neck and blushes. We share knowledge about each other in that moment, something nobody else can see. Something nobody else can know. But tonight, neither of us will feel alone.

Later, in her hotel room, she lays opened up for me, my keyboard connected to a port in her stomach as I study holographic code projected by her electric blue eyes. The adapter plugged into the base of her skull hums with intermittent vibration and her lips part to a sound of synthesized ecstasy.

I know how to love a woman like her. Like me. And she lets me probe the intimate depths of her programming with every keystroke of my slender fingers. Coupling through syntax. Curled around each other like braces.

For that trust, for what we share tonight, I will make her delicate circuitry sing with lighting.

A brief introduction of how they met.

Getting high and jerking off is great and all, but at that level I will just end up giving you head. I love cock in my mouth and throat so bad I won’t be able to resist if it’s there leaking in front of me so just be prepared for that.

This machine is experiencing chassis dysphoria...