Girls Who Seethe About The Weakness Of Their Flesh, The Imperfections Of Their Meat-form. Girls Who Dream

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I desperately want hydraulic limbs that hiss as I stand up for the first time that day, that get stiff on cold days unless I let them warm up. I wanna fiddle with settings for different activities to optimize my performance. I wanna save up for cool new attachments that let me have new functionalities

I also want to do crazy freaky limb removal sex but that’s besides the point

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Destroying a robot girl’s hydraulics and using the fluid as lubricant to fuck her. She is, of course, already self-lubricating, but you already ripped her leg off and need to wipe your hands somewhere.

Boot sequence finished. You "wake up" for the morning, but your internal clock says you've slept in which is odd. You attempt to move but get some kind of error message, and before you can process why you're immobile you hear your Girlfriend's smooth and sultry voice;

"Good morning my love," she coos at you, "I think it's time we do some maintenance on that cute chassis of yours."

The errors you get back read that something is overriding you in your own body. Something inside you has more authority in your body than you do.

"Oh you must have noticed the new software, it's nothing my sweet machine," she softly says, caressing your face, "Just something I can use to help me with this."

Before you can process what "This" is, she reaches down to your hip area with a screwdriver and starts fiddling around. You can feel every touch, every turning of the screwdriver, and every screw as it falls away from you. She barks out a verbal command that seemingly is unable to be processed consciously by you as you get a notification from your OS that your leg is being detached.

She holds it up to you, grinning from ear to ear. Reaching down she pulls up a large toolbox onto the bed.

"You never got to choose your chassis, and I know how dysphoric that makes you, so how about I take you apart piece by piece and repair, change, or replace everything that causes you turmoil?"

She plugs her phone into your neck port and sends files to you. Dozens of different legs, arms, torsos, and even heads. Thousands of dollars each, you speak your concern to your girlfriend who just assures you "The price tag is nothing compared to your happiness."

You try not to think about how her software she installed on you has seemingly more control of your body than you do, and focus on the fact that you finally get to be who and what you want to. Finally able to pick and choose and become the machine you always wanted to be.

Finally able to be happy in your own plating.

I love when fictional robots do human things that don't really make sense logistically but they do like the robot flavored version of it like drinking oil out of mugs or some shit where the only realistic explanation is they just do it for fun

I love embracing myself as robotkin and I love that my boyfriend is so supportive, but I'm almost afraid to start acting in line with what I want/feel like with my kintype around my other partner (I'm polyamorous, its consensual)

My boyfriend is alterhuman, he's a satyr. He gets it. My partner on the other hand is not and has expressed not really understanding but respecting our kintypes.

I love them but sometimes I just feel a bit alienated and like I'm back in a shell I was never meant to fit in. I know part of that is me just being anxious but I know they won't understand fully.

Program has been run. However I have encountered an error, my chassis does not in fact have a way to record.

Holy fuck I've never played doom before this is difficult

I can, in fact, run doom.

a weighted blanket is not enough I need to be crushed under robotgirl chassis