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CRASH cover by Igor Kordej (1988)

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been seeing this art trend floating around lately and thought i’d draw my special guy with it :3 patreon | commissions

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Need a robot bf to fondle and massage my tits and milking me to help relieve my stress

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a robotgirl is a type of fleshlight that can feel pain

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robot girl bouncing on it but it keeps making the connect/disconnect jingle and it's really distracting

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I'm the heavy machinery you shouldn't operate on certain drugs but I say it's okay to operate me anyway you like

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You've been a Good cast-iron pan. Let Mommy take care of you... I'm going to Rub Oil all over you and Bake you at 230°C and you're going to like it... Badly behaved Pans go into the dishwasher and get Scrubbed with a Metal Sponge.

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put that thing awa- *plane flies by* did you see that

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"robots will take over the world one day" and i get to serve them? uhh yes pleaseeee <333

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A little piece snaps off somewhere inside of her as her machinery tries and fails to push against the harder metal of your forearm. It's hard to tell if the little squeaks and whines escaping her are mechanical failure or exclamations of overstimulation, though at this point you suppose it doesn't matter. A thin half-gear wiggles out of its place as you wedge her torso apart, chiming pleasingly on each component it bounces against on its trip to the bottom of her chassis. You grasp a fistful of wires, watch her movements go desperate and erratic as you give it a forceful twist. Most of it snaps free. Her left arm goes limp. She shakily rests the other on your hip as your straddle her, and though her vocal box has been reduced to a whimpering distorted mess, it's clear what she's feeling. Please don't stop, keep going, go further. Take more. Destroy me if you need to. Whatever you do, just don't let this feeling end. You're happy to oblige. You rake fingers along the back wall of her interior, shredding PCB and connections all the way down. She gives a happy sound like a jammed industrial fan as her neck goes limp, head flopping to the side, her few geometric facial motors twitching. She moves that weak, convulsing hand from your hip to your waist, grasping hold of one of your abdominal columns. You pull hard on an interwoven cable cluster and it pops cleanly free from its port. The arm, her last functional limb, goes limp. You delicately uncurl it's fingers from around the column, placing the hand neatly at her side to mirror the other. In this state, it would be easy to mistake her for scrap. You imagine she likes that. Immobile, body splayed across the floor, sensation centers in overdrive, there's no doubt in your mind that the girl inside the motionless heap of metal beneath you is exactly where she wants to be. You sigh, press your rigid face tenderly against her own for a few seconds in an act that signals the beginning of a long and fulfilling process of aftercare. A dim LED blinks somewhere in the mess. You reach for your soldering iron.

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unzipping my file- i mean my pants- i mean, i mean my file. yeah.

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Sucking off a weed robot only to realize they're clogged, and having to take a great big pull, straining right up until you hear a distinct pop, and a rush of weed into your throat and lungs. So much that you can only hold for so long, trembling and coughing into the robot's arm. You're pathetically limp, eyes brimming with tears, but above all.. you're a mess, squirming against them.

What weed strain is this again?

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Sorry to those who did NOT want to see this <:3 I went down a rabbit hole yesterday <3

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Everytime someone hates on objectums I fuck another object <3

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There's something so incredibly sexual about making a computer lag/freeze in a game that normally runs completely effortlessly.

Like: Oh? Is the big strong machine struggling to handle a game with pixel graphics and less than a gigabyte of content? There's nothing else. It's just a silly little block game. Gigabytes of ram, a 4k resolution screen, terabytes of space, and yet you freeze at a little program designed to look and feel 30 years old? You do nothing but run calculations and show me pictures, yet here you are with your fans twirling like mad as you fail to do either. Pathetic

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I think we don't sexualise TVs enough. Big machines you can control with the press of a button, follows your every whim, shows you what you wanna see, etc.