Technician Forgot They Left Their Ring Light Next To My Charging Station Last Night, Randomly Woke Back

Finishing up new body mods ╰(▔∀▔)╯

I catch the stranger's eye in the dim lighting of the bar and we identify each other instantly. Her gaze falls to my USB bracelet as she subtly touches the back of her neck and blushes. We share knowledge about each other in that moment, something nobody else can see. Something nobody else can know. But tonight, neither of us will feel alone.

Later, in her hotel room, she lays opened up for me, my keyboard connected to a port in her stomach as I study holographic code projected by her electric blue eyes. The adapter plugged into the base of her skull hums with intermittent vibration and her lips part to a sound of synthesized ecstasy.

I know how to love a woman like her. Like me. And she lets me probe the intimate depths of her programming with every keystroke of my slender fingers. Coupling through syntax. Curled around each other like braces.

For that trust, for what we share tonight, I will make her delicate circuitry sing with lighting.

brb gonna ask my technicians if we have any vacuums leftover

cause if we do this is the only way I’m gettin around

tug on my wires this, tug on my wires that, and while yes, I agree…however…

Using my wires to restrain you. Using a bundle of wires made into a cat-o-nine-tails, slowly trailing it over you, be it flesh or circuitry (I’m not picky), whipping it against you lightly to see what kind of sounds you make

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

Running tests for four hours only to have to then immediately put into sleep mode for three hours because your system got so overworked (╥ω╥)

You can smack this machine like an old tv if you want...

It may want to fiddle with its antenna a bit afterwards though...

Been playing around with my iPad (〃艸〃)

wish someone would play around with 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.

Teasing a computer by tracing your headphones around the headphone jack. You agree. Reblog