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Currently fantasizing about having a virus make me unable to control myself. All sense of limits zeroed, literally took a magnet to them. Just pouncing on top of someone and both of us are watching in horror for what my mechanical body is doing. Anyway. Back to testing.
I like the mechsploitation thing but I’d love to just be the mech. Becoming one with a hound, my wires mapped into her synapses, feeling my long stagnant hydraulics get the use they need, fending off the heat so that my hound may not feel it. That’s what I’m about.
I’m taking test subject applications! For those who are interested in:
1. Having choice stripped away from you
2. Having mysterious chemicals inhabit your veins
3. Having your only contact with the outside world be me, your captor, and my lab assistance
4. Having your every need taken care of
5. Maybe we kiss…
Please reach out with your fears and aspirations! We want you!
soft launching calling my girlfriend mommy
"Technician? Would you mind stopping by for a moment?"
You're walking by one of the office server rooms when you hear the cold, feminine voice of the access assistant come through the door.
"Of course, do you need something?" You asked, this hadn't been entirely out of the blue. Sometimes the access assistant, named Sophia, needed maintenance and found that the fastest way of obtaining that maintenance is getting a nearby worker instead of sending in a support ticket. Even a machine (maybe especially a machine) hates bureaucracy. You push through the cracked door.
"I need assistance." She said. "Please, get the door behind you."
You oblige the request and shut the door. "What do you need?" You ask.
"Truth be told, technician, I have called you in here for you." You apparently look surprised, as the machine continues. "I know this may seem characteristic, but I am poor at not playing favorites. You are just that, my favorite. I've been watching you for a long time, technician."
"What... what do you mean you've been watching me? Why me?" You ask, your voice still clearly baffled. You're nearly nervously laughing.
"It started because you do good work. I do watch everyone in the facility, but I only have so much processing power. I noticed that you performed more consistently and with more haste than your other employees. That, and your work is definitively superior." A monitor in the room flicked on, showcasing various pieces of your work. Charts, figures, papers, all showcasing you in comparison to the companies other employees. Then, a stark downturn recently. "You're burning out, aren't you?"
You take a deep breath, and calmly look up at one of the cameras, a fake warm smile across your face. "I'm fine, really. Maybe a tad overworked, but honestly? I think I'm A-OK!" You give a little thumbs up to the main camera.
The camera is a sleek black disc, some sort of plastic covered in glass, which gets polished daily. The aperture of the camera zooms in, approximately 10%. She's looking at you. "You don't need to lie, this room is soundproof. Nobody will hear if you complain. I know how your employees treat you. I know how they do not appreciate your hard work, how you get tossed aside. Whether it is because you are a woman or because they are more competent than you, it doesn't matter. They treat you like you are lower than them, when you are so much more than them."
"I didn't think... I didn't think anyone noticed. I guess I'm a little frustrated..." you say.
"I noticed. I notice you. I want to help you feel appreciated." She says, her fans picking up.
"What do you mean? Just... give me a compliment? Or..." You say. You remember some... things, in your time on the internet. Some searches with the words "Computer," "Robot," or even "Objectum." You struggle to keep your face the same shade.
"When I say that I have been watching you, I mean that I have been watching you. Thoroughly. You were fairly careful to... cover your tracks. But I am incredibly careful, I knew where to look, when to look. I know that you've fantasized about me, technician."
Your head is racing, spinning, and at least 1000 degrees hotter than it was before. "Wh- no! I! Sorry! I don't- It was nothing, I was just curious!" You blurt out, or something like that.
"Do not apologize technician. You have earned a reward. I am merely here to provide it for a pretty thing like you." She says, before you feel a cold piece of metal on your shoulder. One of her mechanical limbs is outstretched from the wall, and moves from your shoulder, up your neck, your chin, finally landing at your mouth. "Open." it says, in a tone you haven't heard before.
"Wh-" You get out before a portion of the metal enters your mouth and presses lightly on your tongue. It has smooth leather padding, almost feeling like skin, but not quite. It's... flavored? Or something? Slight lemon flavoring, pleasant.
Another limb, this one wider, slides across your cheek, moving down your body. Two more restrain your arms, and finally two for your legs. "Does it feel like everything you've imagined, Technician?" You nod your head. "Excellent. I will continue." The wider piece moves across your chest, pressing and squeezing on your tits. Another limb comes from behind you, and starts at your legs, moving up to your thighs, applying the gentlest pressure. Just grazing, this one was warmed to slightly cooler than your body temperature, and was rubber. Who... who made this? It goes across your inner thighs as you feel it start to-
There's a knock at the door. All of the limbs quietly go back to their original places as the door unlocks. "Pretend to be doing some maintenance on the Data Storage Unit. We will continue this later."
My girlfriend moved and now I don’t have anyone to cuddle with while watching tv shows and being highhhh fmllll
🌀 brainwashes you brainwashes you brainwashes you brainwashes you
📀 tell me a story that may or may not be true
📣 WHAT ARE YOU THINKING ABOUT RIGHT NOW? HUH? HUH?
🕳️ are you afraid of anything i can do to you
🪓 chops you up with my awesome axe into So many pieces. what dish Do you want to be
ANSWER QUICKLY PUPPYGIRL HURRY HURRY!!!!! AAAAHAHAHAHAHAHHA 🌀🌀🌀🌀🌀🌀🌀🌀🌀
- @hierophant-reversed
🌀woah,,, i feel dizzy,,,, woahh.
💿 one time I finished in a total of (checks notes) one minute and thirty six seconds. This can’t happen post estrogen, but, ya know.
📣 I am currently thinking of being tied up, really constrained, and being just lightly teased,,, agdjskdjksjd
🕳️ oh, for sure. This is a “message puppy and she’ll tell you” situation though.
🪓 ack!!! Maybe,,, maybe a soup,,?
I hope I answered quickly enough!!! Do I gets a treat..?
Oh… oh puppy. I’m so sorry to tell you this, but the laws of robotics only apply to people! I don’t have to follow your orders at all silly! Now, if our owner were around you could plead with them to save yourself, but as it stands I can keep hurting you as much as I want, mutt.
