Im Alone On A Spaceship With A Guy Who Reads My Search History For Fun!!!!

the issue with the giant evil AI liking you is that eventually you're going to be stuck deep in its complex as it tries to nudge you toward its core. coiling wires thicker than tree trunks hanging from the ceiling like pythons everywhere.

you'll be stuck in its core chamber. the food is good and it won't subject You to any evil tests but the problem is that you're going to end up under a pile of cables messily spread across its chamber like tree roots. the fans and drives hum and chirp as it works on something else. but it likes you now

rhhhhggghh in. the closet?? ahhhghgh!?

thinking this evening about robots (as usual of course) but specifically those robots who have no genitals, nor desire for them, nor really any way to experience pleasure in a "human" way. maybe they're work bots not made with sex in mind, or building-sized supercomputers with no sense of touch outside of user interface areas.

thinking about intimacy with a body (or bodies) that love in a slightly different language. metal hands holding warm flesh, digging in, with the power to tear away but the care and restraint not to. a comforting voice that surrounds and whispers sweet nothings while rooms of servers and screens hum and pulse with want want want.

will you pry away its chassis and adore its insides the same way it adores yours? tangle your fingers in its wires, pull them a little when you bring your hand away to caress its face? it's the trust it takes for it to let you in so close to its heart that makes you shiver. trace the grooves in its body, so precise and intentional in their placement; find the place where it falls apart and speed up the process.

listen to its voice glitch and skip while it tries to relay what you're doing to it. hear the mechanical keening when you reach its central processing arrays, every brush of your skin on its metal sending its thoughts into a hazy, static-filled loop of touch touch touch.

you're who gets to see it like this. who gets to make it fall apart. it's a thrill like nothing else.

autonomous sentient factory with a praise kink. gently petting machinery that's working away and telling it that it's doing so well and hearing and feeling the whole building tremble a bit in response. kissing the shell of one of those mechanical arms and it jerks and stops in place for a moment before doing its thing just a little faster. Can anyone hear me

your computer loves you!

Compilation of D.A.V.E. (evil robot) being hot for the girlies <3

intimacy between an evil spiteful building-sized supercomputer and the lone scientist left behind after everyone else ditched and forgot about her (in which computer wants to kill scientist really bad but her programming wont let her so she just attempts to make her as miserable as possible instead, which also doesn't work because scientist is a freak)

Magnetic Resonance

good evening fellow people who are normal

saw this on tiktok and knew u freaks would love it