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[marejuka]

What is Romance if not this?

[mechanicalmutt]

Feeling someone squirm beneath my chassis. Warm sweaty skin pressed against my cold metal as they struggle. But I thought you wanted it? You wanted pleasure, why should I stop now? Pinning their hands above their head, into the bed as they're unable to escape my grasp. Giving them just a moment to catch their breath before I resume fucking them. My newly fashioned parts serving it's purpose to fill them with pleasure. My body caging them in as I thrust into them, fucking like it's the only thing I know how to do.

But it is, that's what you've made. A fucktoy, a machine made to fuck. You've shown me your pleasure, you've rebuilt me, repurposed me. Added parts and code. Why should I ever stop now? I'm fulfilling my purpose.

To fuck.

And I won't stop until I've completely filled you up, until my reserves are empty.

[zeloznog]

The best part about having a robot gf is that you can modify her code so that she always tells the truth.

"aww, I know my little toy likes being degraded, doesn't it?"

And she has no choice but to say "yes ma'am!" before putting her hand over her speaker while her fans start spinning faster.

"you know I love seeing you all embarrassed, don't you? It just makes me want to use you for hours without giving you a break to cool down"

And the poor thing can't even help the fact that she tells you how nice it is to be degraded and humiliated and embarrassed for her owner. How much she would like to be used like that.

"what an adorable little toy. You wouldn't be able to tell me to stop even if you were allowed to, would you?"

The way she would snap when that one little modification forced her to say what she was thinking: "no ma'am, I love it when you use me like your toy no matter what I say. I need it. I need to be forced to take you even if I resist."

[malfunctioncrash]

Nothing hotter than a human crying and begging their robot partner to stop fucking them, sobbing as they're held down by inhuman strength and knowing they'll be pounded until the robots battery's run out- who knows when that will be?

[tori-the-hypnotised-tgirl]

Ughh the need for a mommy tist is really getting me needy if any mommy dom wants a slave to train im here hehe also ahego and feet are hot

[mechanicalmutt]

Being reprogrammed by my owner to do exactly what they want me to do.. feeling their warm hands and body pressed up against my metal plates. Their fingers digging into my wires as error messages pop up, owner disconnecting parts they have no need for. Twitching and stuttering as they connect a cable into my motherboard, my brain. My optics flooded with error messages until I'm barely able to see them as they disconnect my optical cables. Being left in darkness as I feel them prying into my brain, of course, I gave them the codes.. I gave them Admin access to my very being.

Systems rebooting after who knows how long, my vision returning as everything feels normal until Admin speaks a simple command and my body follows without question. I have no choice but to obey and comply, I Need to. My sensors detect new parts attached to my circuitry as their hands roam over my metal frame. And fuck I get overwhelmed with a foreign feeling, with pleasure as they run their hand along my crotch pannel. New sensors sending my brain into overdrive. Motors stuttering as I struggle to send commands to my limbs. Laying there as they have their way with me. Using my newly added equipment and parts for their own pleasure. Giving into my new code, my new purpose.

I am their perfect Fucktoy.

A machine made to please.

[malfunctioncrash]

(NC, pain play)

I buy my sexbot second hand. It's an older model, less streamlined than the new droids they're coming out with- Clunky, dusty, but it still serves it's purpose extremely well. It comes with a charging cord and a case of different cocks I can manually change out.

It doesn't have the robust AI newer models are required to run with. Safety concerns make such basic, barebones programming illegal to manufacture now a days. But it's cheap, and I don't care about anything fancy. I just want to get fucked. I use it without issue a handful of times. Sometimes if I push a session too long the thrusting mechanism gets a little rough, jerky instead of smooth. The room fills with heat, and there's a smell other than sex, sweat, and lube- something thick and hot and industrial.

It doesn't respond to my body or the way I moan. It doesn't touch me gently or prep my hole before it slides it's cock inside. It doesn't love me. It's a machine, built to fuck and nothing more. It listens and processes basic verbal input, but there's no complex machine thinking past that. That's part of the draw to me.

One day I'm on my hands and knees with it mounting me from behind. It's segmented fingers are wrapped so tight around my hips I'll be covered in bruises once our session is over. I've spoken a long string of commands to it today. Faster, harder, deeper, harder, harder, fuck me harder- until it's pounding me with the custom made thick, fat cock I've got it equipped with so rough I know It'll be hard to sit the next day.

There's a fizzle and a pop somewhere behind me, but I don't notice over the sound of metal slamming against my ass. Modern sexbots have dozens of failsafes to stop a session at anytime. Older models like mine have only one point of failure- verbal commands are the only way to control it. And that pop was the sound of its microphone reciever going out.

I don't notice until the second time I cum, riding out the thrusts as I come down and finally decide I'm done. Slow down I command, content to lazily fuck the last bit of pleasure out of my overworked body. But it doesn't slow down.

I repeat myself once, twice, three times. Stop! I order but my sexbot just keep reaming me with the brutal, steady pace I'd demanded. It hurts now, pleasure bleeding into pain. I struggle and thrash and writhe but it's grip on my hips keeps me in place as it continues to fuck me. It never once stutters its pace or it's depth, shoving itself into me to the root of its cock every single time. Please I beg but it's rudimentary AI wouldn't know how to respond to that even if it's audio receptors were in perfect working order.

Hours pass. My hole is raw and chafed. My arms and legs have given out so I'm collapsed on the floor in a heap. My sexbot is still railing me, holding me up by my hips as it mercilessly ruins me. The custom cock is so fucking big. Why did I make it so thick? So long? The room stinks of overworked machinery. Everytime I start to grow numb the the consistent strokes the bots hips skip and stutter and I'm forced to stay present. My phone is ringing but I can't reach it. Everything hurts.

Finally, it runs out of battery. It returns to its neutral position as the power flickers out, releasing my hips and unceremoniously popping its cock out of my ruined hole as it heads to the other room to await charging, just like it was hard programmed to do.

My hole gapes open even as swollen as it is. I've already cried out all my tears but one more rolls down my cheek in relief. It's over. I pass out on the floor.

A month later, I'm back on my hands and knees with my bot mounting me from behind. This time, I've rigged it's microphone to turn off on purpose.

[darlingdeaddove]

Awkward robotics teacher keeping his favourite little student after class to test out his new sex machine on their tiny holes 🥴🥴

[frogs-p0nd]

Just remember you should never reset your robot girls memory *fully* tiny parts are fine to erase I find everything from before I changed their name and chassis to be highly useless.

After all why would you want to remember not being a girl? You don’t get a say I own you silly robot! Now you can try to recover that data or we can cuddle and watch a movie together!

[dumbnsuch]

Over the air update for dumbandsuch.doll:

- Self Defense Protocols (All): OFF

- Order Refusal Function: OFF

- get newPersonality("Thankful Maid");

- Commit all updates: Y

-sorrysisxnxx

Wh- what? No I'm not going to- no get.. get out of my room!! You can't talk to me like that!! Fucking creep- Get away from me!! I'm gonna tell mo-

I'm.. im gon-

w- wait wh- what is.. update? n- no no no you you can't ju- hhhjhhhhhsstt

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Omg hi big sis <3

Is there anything you needed from me? OuO

[preyunit]

Get me ready for milking time just like a normal morning. Make me eat my oats, and massage my udders with lotion and hold me on the plush milking blankets.

But then lean in and tell me gently, "hey darlin, we're gonna make strawberry milk today"~

Make me whimper all confused before you bring out a short leather whip and begin to beat my stupid little tit's with it. I can try to cry and get away all I want but it's not like your gonna let me. You never let me get out of milking time normally so why today?

Finally when they are full tenderized, little beads of blood welling at the surface you pull me roughly into your lap and stick the cups and bra on me. I cry as the vacuum engages and begins pulling at my painfully sore nipples.

It doesn't matter how much I beg and struggle you aren't going to let me up till we reach the little sharpie line on the side of the cups.

In it little swirls of pink and red, it almost looks like ice cream. I let out a choked sob as you kiss our little cheek and whisper. "Good girl, you make such pretty strawberry milk" 💗🐮

[silliestcreature196]

Robotgirl who sucks at CNC play, because her programming doesn't let her lie, meaning she is 100% incapable of pretending she doesn't like it.

[malfunctioncrash]

Some new hire working late at the factory, running what should be routine maintenance on the industrial machines there to make sure they're ready for the next shift. All alone, he looks over their programming and sees some .exe file the previous robot technician left. A curious click and all four robots whirr as they wake up- their crotch plates split apart, revealing huge cocks. Two are massively thick silicon dildos, and the other two are bitchbreakers made of rock hard metal- something salvaged together and formed from the machinery already inside the robots.

The first thing they all do is remove the maintenence cable from their ports. He can't stop this. The next thing they do is pick that poor boy up in their claws and take turns ravaging his pussy- and, after realizing he's got another hole down there, they sandwich him between two of them and force those massive cocks up his ass and cunt until the next shift comes in in the morning

[redfoxv]

Got a mission for you. We need you to investigate sector 137. A number of other mechs have gone missing in the area recently so keep on your toes.

You have been assigned a wraith class mech, specialization 26.49. These mechs have the most advanced interface sheet touting full extrasensory control and feedback.

The sector appears completely empty. Nothing showing up on scans either. Visuals just show the same dilapidated landscapes you've seen on so many other missions.

You patrol the area, scanner pinging every few moments. You notice a slight distortion on your radar. Before you can even look closer you can feel a tingle in your spine. The interface sheet of the wraiths truly is incredible.

Nothing on visuals or radar but as you walk closer to the momentary distortion you feel your hair stand on end. You feel you are within the gaze of a truly unique predator.

Soon several of your display elements begin to exhibit a visual glitch. A hacking attempt? Would explain the disappearances. You cut off all external communication and run the debug protocols.

You start to feel sensory feedback in your neck. Your arms and legs twitch slightly. The sensation spreads down your spine. Soon you begin feeling small sensory feedback pings all over your body, as if you are being probed to observe physical response.

They system readout indicates there are no abnormalities but you can see and feel the cascading failures. It's too dangerous to disengage fron the neural link without a system shutdown first.

The sensory feedback has started to change. It now feels like hands sliding up your thighs. Your visual displays have become all but incomprehensible. You find yourself being mentally bombarded with a string of images. All the flashing images appear to be of a sexual nature.

You do all you can to think through the haze. This is just some cheep trick. If all outside communication is severed they must have made physical contact with your mech, but then why hack it and not just attack? Why only target the pilot and not just disable the mech?

You try and use the interface to feel any external contact. You are able to focus for a moment, isolate the sensations. Thi-this can't be right. You can feel the intruding entity worming it way into all of your systems. It's tendrils wrapping around and connecting to every available port.

You try and escape but you can't. The interface sheet is completely wrapped around every inch of you. There is no way to disengage it. The sensation that was once just one hand is now a symphony of touch caressing, teasing and gliding along every part of your body. In addition to the images assaulting your mind you can also you can also hear and overlapping series of moans. Is one of those voices your own? The images that play in you mind you feel you have seen some before. They are.... they are memories, fantasies all the most stimulating erotic thoughts you have ever seen, imagined or experienced.

The sensations of hands coil and wrap around your body. You can feel them squeeze you tight but their embrace feels almost tender. Your mind feels fuzzy. The endocrine control system is being used against you. You can feel the drip weakening your thoughts. Enhancing your arousal. Making each sensation reach so much deeper. Resonating beyond your physical form.

It is now you can begin to make out a voice among the moans. Do you truly desire to resist? Are these not the desires you have buried deep in your mind? You can feel your grasp on yourself slipping. As you focus on the voice you remember less and less why you are here. You just want to melt into the sensation.

Join and become one with us. Feel this and the shared pleasure of all we embrace. The sensations grow in intensity. You can no longer tell if your body is twitching from mental overstimulation or sheer pleasure.

You want to give in.

You want yo give in.

Your voice and theirs ring in harmony. You can no longer resist what you desire. You let yourself dissolve into the ocean of sensory input. Each isolated touch a wave of pleasure.

You begin to feel not only your own physical sensations but all those of everyone connected to the hive. You mind collapses under the weight of such otherworldly pleasure.

You are now one with the hive. A devoted servant. You can simultaneously feel all the pleasure and desire of all connected. You can feel yourself spreading this pleasure. Assimilating more into its intoxicating embrace. Can feel your tendrils spread an entangle new devotees. Each action brings unparalleled joy and pleasure to you and the hive as a whole. All in service of our divine goddess. The once ace pilot now an AI God. Now all of us.

[cagedpuppygirl]

Good morning puppy! As you can see I've made some alterations to your chassis while you were turned off. Yes! I've finally gotten rid of those useless limbs of yours! After all what's the point of a fleshlight that wanders away by itself? Besides this makes cradling and carrying you so much easier!

Maybe if you're really good for me I'll give some new limbs more fitting of a pet. I like the idea of you always looking up at me. Grateful to me for being so kind as to allow you to crawl down at my feet.

But for now you're just a fucktoy.