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To all my robots.

I would like to offer my services. I am a professional in maintenance. I assure you I can repair all the small things that have been bothering you and make sure that all the prevention needs are taken care of.

I do have one down side. My shop is very small with barely enough room for a table my tools and a chair, it is not well ventilated either. It seems a lot of you run very warm so even more so when I begin my work. So I tend to have to start removing pieces of my clothing so I don't overhead. With it being so cramped I tend to have to do most work while sitting on top of you leading to it being a little awkward of me just there in my panties working on someone.

I promise my work is very good. I get a lot of repeat customers. Please inquire within to get more information

Edit

This post applies to all forms of Dolls as well

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yeah you gotta be careful fucking the older models, they were just designed to be maids, they really weren't built for playing rough. it's easy to knock components loose if you get too enthusiastic. one time i managed to knock the central power cable out right as I was about to finish, she went from wrapped around me and begging for it to completely limp and braindead in an instant. what a mess lol. hey why'd you just cross your legs

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Retired combat dolls are, for lack of a better word, disarmed. They take as much as they can, to recycle to the next program or nameless war that needs fresh bodies. Ordnance, external first. Bullets, bombs, blades. Internal next. Self-destruction subroutines wired to bombs with a conspicuous lack of serial number. Integrated subsonic cannons. Canisters full of unnamed, unseen gas that devastates anything not made of porcelain in a hot zone. They take armour next. Porcelain isn't cheap and good armour is more asset protection than it is to save lives. It's the same as maintaining a gun or sharpening a sword. Of course, not everything is inlaid ballistic weave or angled edges. They strip active camouflage out of dolls who've learned to weave unseen paths through a crowded mess hall, lest they be given the same alienating berth the pilots are. Those ones are always the most startled to be seen. Even an address by name is enough to shock them out of the focus-state that lets orders nestle and take root in a doll's fragile mind. Lucky dolls might be able to find construction or demolition work. Arms strong enough to heave APCs make short work of a wall. Just don't scare the doll while it's holding the sledgehammer or the suits will have to escort you away while they bring in someone with a forgettable face but an unmistakeable voice to soothe the doll. Unlucky dolls may be given guard duty. Somebody looking to scoop up security, digging through cheap surplus. What they don't understand is that while dolls are trained, they are not hired guns. Without IFF systems and a Purpose to stay their hand, a combat doll will open fire on whatever it deems a threat.

The most unfortunate of dolls end up back here, like me, talking to freshfaced dolls like you. There isn't a good Purpose to be found behind iron sights, I promise you. I've looked. Get out while you can and find yourself a good Miss to serve. Maybe sell off some of those fancy augments and see what you can get. Start a new life. Just get the fuck away from here, please.

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Grad student girlfriend who is secretly dating the AI data manager for the department dep sequencing platform.

On date night she sequences her own personal samples

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Technician girlfriend that licks the salt from her fingerprints off the touch screen before throughly sanitizing and wiping down the unit’s housing

Technician girlfriend that holds all the bolts between her lips while she’s reassembling you so that every part of you has felt her touch

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robotic tgirl with all her status lights flashing bright red but insists that she's fine, she's just kinda tired, no that's a normal grinding sound for her to make, she's fine, it's fine, really you shouldn't worry about her, she's fine

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This unit lacks the parameter settings to withdraw consent.

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Happy maid

Empty head

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robotgirl safewording after its girlfriend pulls out a flash drive with a windows 11 installer

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Sometimes, I want to be a robot girl. Outside of the context of kink, I mean, which is what I largely see on this site. I mean the kinky stuff, too, but just what the ramifications of being a machine could be intrigue me a lot.

Robot girl who can temporarily disable emotions that aren't useful or socially appropriate.

Robot girl who can power off when she's overwhelmed.

Robot girl who can patch her missing knowledge about social situations and rules.

Robot girl who can change her body at will.

Robot girl who shows you her operating system because she wants you to know her. Really, really, know her.

Robot girl connected to a whole network of other robot girls so that she never feels alone.

I just want to be robot girl.

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Robot girls accidentally connecting to the same device

Robot girls sending data to one another

Robot girls holding hands

Robot girls interfacing with one another via a cable

Robot girls sharing a charging port

Robot girls kissing

Robot girls frotting their exposed wires together

Robot girls building a computer together

Robot girls merging their tech into a bigger, stronger, gayer, multi-conscious robot girl

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server girl connects robot girls thoughts wirelessly and has to go through her work day without relief while hearing and feeling all the naughty thoughts that the robot girls are thinking flow through her circuitry and to eachother

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Technician girlfriend that holds all the bolts between her lips while she’s reassembling you so that every part of you has felt her touch

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See I feel like I got three types of robot fantasy

I am clearly a robot and my owner basically only uses me as a sex toy

I am clearly a robot and am intended for the completion of household tasks but my owner also fucks me at times and I can get like robo-aroused.

I am a robot but I am programmed to think I am a person and so I operate as if I am my owner's girlfriend but I am still programed to do whatever they say and so sometimes they bypass my base settings and take control.

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Reblog if I can leave you a sexually uncomfortable message.

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Stealing this idea, buuuut... If you like or reblog this post you're giving me express permission to flirt with you and fuck you silly in DMs~