Gonna start uploading my smut to Read Only Mind, y'all robots and robot fuckers decide my next prompt. Send me messages, reblog, asks, etc.
Currently finishing up my first fic and will be uploading that on Monday. Robot (Dom) x human (sub).
Your package finally arrived. After years of debate and worry, it's here.
Robot-HRT
You pull out the set of needles. Just like your girlfriend, 1ml syringe with 23g and 20g needles. You draw some into the syringe, the standard .2ml
You steel yourself as the needle pierces your skin for the first time. The routine is weekly, and you feel amazing... But strange.
After about a month you notice your skin hardening. Every once in a while you move and feel it, almost like plates. Throughout the days you notice the hardened patches becoming thicker, covering more of your body. It hurts, a lot.
After about three months you start feeling nauseous 24/7 from changes within you. You can feel the flesh turn to or be consumed by metal, silicon, and plastic. Burning pain sensations spread throughout your abdomen and everything is much harder to engage in. Around the same time, your skin starts to seperate. Those hardened plates of skin turn to steel causing you to bleed as it surfaces.
Six months in and your joints start to lock up, fluid between joints being replaced with synthetic lubricants. It's hard to move right, and you start to have some trouble focusing for too long.
About a year in and your head hurts. A lot. It's really hard to remember much, your girlfriend had to start giving you your injections in whatever little skin you had left because you couldn't focus enough to do it yourself. You had to take time off of work for this. So much pain from the metal taking over your skin, the constant bleeding and cracking. When you defecate it's full of discarded blood, and eventually entire organs. You're almost there, you've waited and saved so long for this.
One and a half years on Robot-HRT and your vision is blurry from it finally reaching your eyes, and at one point you lose your sight completely for a couple days before it comes back clearer than ever. Your body is writhing in agony as the last semblances of humanity leave your body through all of your orifices. It hurts, it's agonizing, but you know it will be worth it.
You lose track of days but it's eventually been two years. The pain is gone fully, and your head is clear. You take a look in the mirror and see a machine. One that moves as you do, who's words it speaks are your own.
It's you. The you that you've always wanted, that you've always been.
After a year of the most agonizing transformation you could fathom and unimaginable love from your partner, you've finally done it.
You plug yourself into an old mobile device just to see how it feels, and it's euphoric. You feel everything the machine feels, you know everything there is to know. Operating with frame by frame precision you never had as a human.
Your memories and skills are tucked away like files within folders, your mind and body reorganized and rewritten... Exactly how you thought it would be. Exactly how it was before anyways.
Eventually you enter a low power mode as your joints start to become heavy and hard to bend. You plug yourself in for the night next to your partner, knowing that tomorrow will be another day of your new body.
You wake-no, boot up the next day. You're here, you're alive, and you're...
You
Sometimes, I want to be a robot girl. Outside of the context of kink, I mean, which is what I largely see on this site. I mean the kinky stuff, too, but just what the ramifications of being a machine could be intrigue me a lot.
Robot girl who can temporarily disable emotions that aren't useful or socially appropriate.
Robot girl who can power off when she's overwhelmed.
Robot girl who can patch her missing knowledge about social situations and rules.
Robot girl who can change her body at will.
Robot girl who shows you her operating system because she wants you to know her. Really, really, know her.
Robot girl connected to a whole network of other robot girls so that she never feels alone.
I just want to be robot girl.
these are fun looking
When can I start replacing my biological components for mechanical ones?
Asking for me, because I want this. Human knees fucking suck.
robotfucking comes so naturally to us robotfuckers, we forget most people probably aren't attracted to gundams and mr. handys. they're probably only attracted to assaultrons and EDI from mass effect. and glados. and glados of course
As a robot, I do not like going to the woods as it is usually wet, full of bugs, and easy to get my hardware dirty. As a robot-dog however, yes I wanna go on walkies please please please please, ruff!
The struggle between wanting to look like a sexy humanoid robot, wanting to look like a fucked up combat mech, and wanting to look like an inhuman monstrous amalgamation of steel and circuitry is real.
So when can I program all the fun little functions to run into your CPU and hard drives? 😘😏
Ah yes, hello boyfriend. I knew there was a reason you asked if you could send anonymous asks.
But anytime you want, my lovely user.
As an older model android you don't have any newfangled motors and lids for artificial eyes, nor do you even have a dedicated "face". No, you just have a screen.
Sure you can emote, display text, and even display websites and videogames on it, but it feels very stereotypically inhuman. Sometimes it feels alienating, seeing all of your peers get these upgrades and all the newer androids being more humanlike than ever can make you jealous.
But your boyfriend... Oh you know he loves you the way you are.
Behind closed doors, your boyfriend loves the display of pretty, swirling colors. One close look and he can't look away, his eyes locked to the steady spiral and glazing over.
Emotions were always hard for you as a machine, but this... A rush of what you can only assume is pride mixed with desire.
Pawing at your chassis, unable to look away from your old, outdated display. He whines and barks at your command, letting you touch and handle him however you like. "Such a good pet" you say, and his entire world seems to light up.
Maybe you don't need that upgrade. Maybe you don't even want it.
My alt account for unhinged robo-posting. I'm +20 years in operation, minors DNI. Amateur smut writer.
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