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by jolshefsky » Tue Oct 30, 2012 11:30 am
I have vastly different real and fantasy lives concerning fembots and my android/robot fetish.
In reality, there are no viable robots to have sex with. No mechanism is sufficiently complex to convince me there is a consciousness behind it. (There's also a certain gross-factor that I'll suffice to say has to do with cleaning.) So in "reality" I like to consider acting, pretending, and, well, fantasy. Lately I've been getting into hypnosis videos – I very much like the notion of a woman believing (or pretending really well) what it's like to be a machine, programmable, electronic, or otherwise just a thing. There's a tangential kink there, I guess, about objectification (limited, by the way, to consenting adults during mutually-beneficial play).
But in fantasy, sky's the limit. I can take a pretty girl I know a little, and make a fantasy where she's confused that she is really a robot –Â as in actually a computerized brain and an android body. I can take her apart, or change her programming, or make a copy, or swap her head with a different body. In fantasy, she can have sharp edges or protruding wires, and I can never get cut –Â not even that the edges aren't sharp, it's that there is no concept of sharp in the fantasy. Likewise, I don't get solder fumes in my eyes, and I never need to spend 40 hours debugging some dumb problem that turns out to be a wire connected upside-down.
So in whatever fantasy, we simply omit the parts of reality that are inconvenient. We not only ignore the pinch-points of exposed joints, but we ignore all sorts of physical impossibilities. We ignore psychological things as well: reprogramming, for instance, never causes PTSD or depression. Never anything permanent, anyway, and never anything that makes the fantasy a drudgery.
May your deeds return to you tenfold,
--- Jason Olshefsky