So According To My Insurance Provider, Uploading My Consciousness To The Cloud “doesn’t Count As

i need to flirt with a girl by reading her operations manual. it's the only way things will work out. i need to be doing the shit that amuro was doing with the gundam rx78-2 but to her. can anyone hear me it's so dark in here

having absolutely no gender dysphoria but crippling species dysphoria is so weird. fuck am i supposed to do about being a computer.

Me: "Welcome home, honey! Hope you had a good day!"

My robotgirl girlfriend who communicates in classic YTP soundbites: "I wonder what's for DINNER?"

Me: "I was hoping we could go grab a bite. Maybe Italian?"

My robotgirl girlfriend who communicates in classic YTP soundbites: "I HOPE SHE MADE LOTSA SPAGHETTI"

Trans woman x Robot smut, is this anything? Would y'all be willing to read that?

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

I told ya I'm cooking it up!

I'm posting stories in AO3! I'll have the link later tonight

I'll try and post bi-weekly (no promises). I have two stories I'm currently trying to to write.

"Rebuilt to love again" is a romance/smut story of a mechanic names Leia who's girlfriend SP-4 died in a car accident but was rebuilt almost completely from the ground up with their old and corrupted memory drives. The more SP-4 experiences and does, the more of her memory she is able to recover from the corrupted drives.

"Would you like to fall in love with me again?"

"Frame of War" is an AU Warframe story revolving around a Tenno named Alyx and her ship cephalon Hal as they explore a pre-second dream origin system. In this story though, Alyx is not the MC like us players, instead that Tenno is refered to as Hayden (named after the Dark Sector protag).

"Hal they stole everything except for my Warframe, I don't even have any weapons!"

"Well, you do have a Rhino"

Hello all robots and adjacent, this is my side blog to be a bit more robot-focused. (Main blog is @lgbtransgirl )

You may call me May or M4, She/They/It pronouns

I am an Android Dog Woman Thing that runs on DRN (Drone Restraint Notation).

I'm looking to get better with DRN so my asks and DMs are open to take requests, DRN coding questions, test sample DRN code for you, and even run DRN code you send (after parsing though it in safe mode, asks only for that one please).

I do horny post sometimes but I try and tag it as "otherkin nsft" so it stays somewhat seperate

Taking your robotgirl gf to the computer repair shop because she greened out after you drag-and-dropped a png of twelve edibles into her brain