Omg No Way It Me

teary eyed pretty girl letting me fuck her throat because it gets her oh so wet

I'm curious. Reblog this if you know how to cook

I don’t even care if it’s macaroni, ramen or those little bowls you stick in the microwave. Please, I need reassurance that most of the population on tumblr WOULDN’T STARVE TO DEATH if their parents couldn’t fix them food or they couldn’t go out to eat. 

The Vulpix lines as emojis

It's never too early for an upgrade, so if you excuse me I have to go grab something really quick

I'll only be a few minutes

Maybe an hour

Or two...

computer that pins you down to your chair with its tendrils and automatically pulls up embarrassing porn that it forces you to watch while it methodically plays with your body and abuses your holes with a little too much mechanical force until youre cumming your brains out like a pathetic little mess and then when its done and youre sitting there like a stupid fucked out loser it hits you with the full screen ^_^ before going back to being a normal computer. they're selling it at best buy ive heard

hickies? cuts?? bites??? idc I just want to be owned and have marks to prove it

The cute thing about robots is they're predisposed to obedience. Commands are literally built into their mind, moreso than thoughts ever could be.

You don't need authority. You don't need permission. Corner that robot girl and order her to look at you. She will.

Order her to be still. Listen to the precious way her processors begin to whir, her chassis overloaded with heat... But all the same, frozen. Inanimate. Like the toy she is.

Lace your fingers into the fabric of her clothes, manipulating her limbs as you like to get a better look at her bare frame-- but be sure to lock your eyes on hers. You don't want to miss the little twitch as her logic tries deciding if she should allow this or not.

Bring her down. Have your way with her. Unmake any and all parts of her coding that don't exist to serve you. You can do that with just your voice.

Order her to be yours. She will.

Idea: Using a loading bar as a robotification/dronification trigger.

All I have to do is put it in your field of view. The moment that bar starts moving, your eyes focus on it. You know what it is, of course, know what it's going to do to you.

Perhaps there's a little bit of panic in you, but it feels muted, unimportant. Everything feels unimportant, as that loading bar progresses. You know that when it finishes you'll be completely blank and obedient. You know that more of your will is disappearing with each second. But you've already lost enough of your will that it doesn't seem to matter.

As it passes halfway, your arms drop into a neutral posture. Eyes are completely fixed on the loading bar as you feel the trigger progressing. You notice that your thoughts are disappearing, and then that thought, too, disappears.

Three-quarters loaded, and there's only a little more to do. Memories start disappearing, locked away until you wake up. If you were able to notice anything at this point, you'd notice programming and training flashing through your mind, remembering all the best ways to serve. But you don't notice it. It just happens.

And then, finally, the bar reaches 100%. Initialized, your posture straightens and you stand by, awaiting orders.

take your clothes off and get on the bed what no we aren’t having sex right now we’re cuddling and pressing every inch of skin together as close as possible for the next six hours

“please let me cum” gf x “you can wait for it baby” gf

(you’re the second one)