I Don't Need To Humanize GlaDOS To Think She's Sexy I Will Simply Rub My Wet Pussy On Her Chassis 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.

Hi! :) Just wanted to drop by and say hello! The robotkin and robot community in general is just super cool and I'm just starting to get into it and understand more. If you don't mind me asking, how did you first know that you were a robotkin?

TLDR: My boyfriend, who is also otherkin, helped explain to me their experience and which helped me crack my otherkin/robotkin egg as I realized everything I experienced was actually dysphoria, in an oddly similar vein to the old host of my DID system realizing they are trans.

Honestly it was an odd experience, but I want to preface this with saying that I'm plural and my experience may differ from most.

For as long as I can remember as my own person/alter, I've felt vaguely inhuman. I pushed it down/away to fit in and be normal. I've always felt something was missing internally, like I thought and felt different than everyone else in my system.

I eventually joined the relationship that the old host of our system had with our current boyfriend and learned he was also otherkin. I asked him about it and we talked, explaining it as a type of dysphoria/dysmorphia regarding feeling like an integral part of you, who and what you are, is missing.

Eventually I started recognizing these feelings and trying to understand them instead of pushing it away. Lo and behold, I am otherkin. My memory and processes work the way a file folder system does, I feel phantom gears and pneumatics where there is only flesh and bone: part of me was missing. There's more, but I think this gets the point across.

My other headmates have joked that I acted like a machine trying to pose as a human. They were kinda right. Realizing I felt envy when seeing robotic looking humanoids, catching myself thinking "God I wish," and when finally accepting myself I spoke to my boyfriend... Who wasn't surprised in the slightest 😅

That was around when I started my main blog @lgbtransgirl , and I made this one to indulge more in the Robotkin side of things and build community around that specifically. Posting on here and being part of the community has helped me feel not alone, and helped me feel more comfortable in my identity.

ive mimicked soooo many behaviors in order to appear human. but, like, it turns out that "being human" is much more complex than just their surface level behaviors in a way that i can't possibly understand let alone replicate. so basically, no, i don't think this mimicry thing is working out

Giant laser robot (it/its) girl says trans rights.

To be a robot sat down for routine maintenance by your partner. Immobilized from the neck down for the procedure but still able to feel every screw taken, every panel shifted, and every wire moved.

Eventually they plug in their laptop and run a program to make you feel warm and fuzzy and giggly like laughing gas while they perform more dangerous and intimate repairs.

The inebriation and the touch of their love together sends waves of enjoyment through your body, unable to squirm and writhe in bliss. You can feel their code running through you like a burning poison, but you love it. You love them. You love this.

They tug on a few wires harder than they should have, not like you would have noticed. They coo and call you a good machine but you can hardly process it with how amazing this all feels. God they're just so beautiful, so much so that you don't even notice them running their fingers along your chassis with a look of hunger that always makes you squirm.

You're at their mercy, and by stars it is all you've ever wanted.

ARF!

Reblog this to totally BARK at your moots!

"are you a boy or a girl" i am a computer . hope this helps

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.

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I dunno who posted it recently but I gotta say, getting so high you can feel (or have phantom feelings) of your robotic internals is fucking amazing