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yuhh

would this be equivalent to a gag?

Unplugging your robotgirls speaker like

Flirt with that cute robot girl

Take her to a private room & open up her back panel

Dig through her internal electronics, yank her wires just hard enough to cause a spark, remove pieces & toss em to the side. She doesn't need them.

Short circuit her till she's unable to think, her fans running at max speed & her internal mechanics sparking are like crazy

Bluescreen that cute robot girl

She needs it

hitting this pose when my technician walks in, in hope that I can convince her to give me more body mods

They said no (T＿T)

poor thermal management girl... overwhelmingly hot paneling, teasingly told she can't receive physical affection from her mechanic because she's literally sizzling.... foggily crawling towards her mechanic, begging for a drop of any sort of coolant

Don't forget your tetanus shot before hitting that gilf robussy

Imagine for a moment, kissing a robot girl with a CRT face.

It would be warm, a bit fuzzy with static. Maybe you'd even get a little zap from her.

Anyways thats all.

I'm normal trust me

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.