{"id":7795,"date":"2015-01-26T21:01:12","date_gmt":"2015-01-27T04:01:12","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.gratuitousscience.com\/?p=7795"},"modified":"2015-01-26T21:08:33","modified_gmt":"2015-01-27T04:08:33","slug":"a-poem-the-creation-of-my-robot-girlfriend","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.gratuitousscience.com\/?p=7795","title":{"rendered":"A Poem &#8211; &#8220;The Creation of my Robot Girlfriend&#8221;"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Poems, Everybody!<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"http:\/\/www.gratuitousscience.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/01\/Poems-Everybody.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"aligncenter size-medium wp-image-7796\" src=\"http:\/\/www.gratuitousscience.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/01\/Poems-Everybody-300x208.jpg\" alt=\"Poems, Everybody!\" width=\"300\" height=\"208\" srcset=\"http:\/\/www.gratuitousscience.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/01\/Poems-Everybody-300x208.jpg 300w, http:\/\/www.gratuitousscience.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/01\/Poems-Everybody.jpg 576w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 300px) 100vw, 300px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>Here&#8217;s a little background on this one.\u00a0 I&#8217;ve been having this fantasy for a few years now, and I wanted to write it out into a more substantial story.\u00a0 But honestly, I don&#8217;t think there&#8217;s much more that I could do with it, so here&#8217;s a poem.<\/p>\n<p>Oh, and the basis of the fantasy is that of a post-apocalyptic world where a lone human survivor of a species-ending cataclysm is found by a crew of female androids and taken on-board their space station.\u00a0 They&#8217;re all sexy and willing to indulge in his (mine) every depraved impulse, of course.\u00a0 This is a sexual fantasy we&#8217;re talking about, not some Hugo award winning Sci-Fi.<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"text-decoration: underline;\">&#8220;The Creation of my Robot Girlfriend&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\n<p><em>As often times out here in space<\/em><br \/>\n<em> When I relax in evening time<\/em><br \/>\n<em> I gaze upon my lady\u2019s face<\/em><br \/>\n<em> And think of how I made her mine<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>She wasn\u2019t always here, you see<\/em><br \/>\n<em> Aboard this disc of vast rotation<\/em><br \/>\n<em> I had her custom made for me<\/em><br \/>\n<em> To be my girl on this space station<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>It was one year ago today<\/em><br \/>\n<em> That I was found just floating there<\/em><br \/>\n<em> Cryogenically displayed<\/em><br \/>\n<em> In one escape pod to nowhere<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>I can remember nothing from<\/em><br \/>\n<em> Before the time that I was sealed<\/em><br \/>\n<em> But to their notice I had come<\/em><br \/>\n<em> These lovely androids far afield<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>They took me in and thawed me out<\/em><br \/>\n<em> And took care of my vital signs<\/em><br \/>\n<em> They acted strange\u2026 there was no doubt<\/em><br \/>\n<em> They were machines of our design<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>But they had never met a man<\/em><br \/>\n<em> A human person just like me<\/em><br \/>\n<em> So much they did not understand<\/em><br \/>\n<em> Their electronics could not see<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>They knew that all my needs were met<\/em><br \/>\n<em> They asked me so and I said \u201dcool&#8221;\u009d<\/em><br \/>\n<em> But they could not compute the sweat<\/em><br \/>\n<em> And they could not compute the drool<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>My lust for robots knew no bounds<\/em><br \/>\n<em> And all these women were delights<\/em><br \/>\n<em> This paradise that I had found<\/em><br \/>\n<em> Intoxicating to my sights<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>Bianka was my liaison<\/em><br \/>\n<em> Programmed to accompany<\/em><br \/>\n<em> To any place or occasion<\/em><br \/>\n<em> To watch these robots functioning<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>She soon became my confidant<\/em><br \/>\n<em> I told her of my fembot lust<\/em><br \/>\n<em> And though this place was adequate<\/em><br \/>\n<em> More sex and circuits was a must<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>The beautiful Bianka stood<\/em><br \/>\n<em> And processed in her robot way<\/em><br \/>\n<em> And with a beep she understood<\/em><br \/>\n<em> What I had just begun to say<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>She reached up, stiff moving hands<\/em><br \/>\n<em> And grasped the edges of her face<\/em><br \/>\n<em> Then pulled it off while sensors scanned<\/em><br \/>\n<em> And bright LEDs flashed apace<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>Her circuitry was beautiful<\/em><br \/>\n<em> I told this to the robot girl<\/em><br \/>\n<em> \u201dMy facemask is removable&#8221;\u009d<\/em><br \/>\n<em> She told me as I stroked her curls<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>Bianka\u2019s breasts were big and fake<\/em><br \/>\n<em> As everything about her was<\/em><br \/>\n<em> Her perfect body mine to take<\/em><br \/>\n<em> She would obey simply because<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>Her programming was incomplete<\/em><br \/>\n<em> She never did get too romantic<\/em><br \/>\n<em> But robot women in the sheets<\/em><br \/>\n<em> Can be delightfully pedantic<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>I soon became accustomed to<\/em><br \/>\n<em> The life routine that they had made<\/em><br \/>\n<em> I had a suite where I went to<\/em><br \/>\n<em> When I was not out getting laid<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>There were a thousand androids here<\/em><br \/>\n<em> Maybe a hundred or two more<\/em><br \/>\n<em> Each had some features to endear<\/em><br \/>\n<em> It to this human guest who walked the floor<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>All pretty women dressed the same<\/em><br \/>\n<em> In shiny satin bodysuits<\/em><br \/>\n<em> With numbers printed and their names<\/em><br \/>\n<em> And matching thigh high vinyl boots<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>They walked around for half the day<\/em><br \/>\n<em> Just looking good and to be seen<\/em><br \/>\n<em> And then in shifts got put away<\/em><br \/>\n<em> In charging booths with plastic sheen<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>So there were always hot machines<\/em><br \/>\n<em> Wandering through the corridors<\/em><br \/>\n<em> And outside each door little screens<\/em><br \/>\n<em> And two small pictures by the door<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>Each suite had occupants you see<\/em><br \/>\n<em> \u201dRoommate&#8221;\u009d system for robots<\/em><br \/>\n<em> And I could enter as I pleased<\/em><br \/>\n<em> And I could get away with lots<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>But even with those flawless looks<\/em><br \/>\n<em> And access panels and facemasks<\/em><br \/>\n<em> All this bait was missing hooks<\/em><br \/>\n<em> So eventually I had to ask<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>Bianka, my liaison-bot<\/em><br \/>\n<em> Build a robot just for me<\/em><br \/>\n<em> Like you in some ways, others not<\/em><br \/>\n<em> But with all new programming<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>Give this robot chubby hips<\/em><br \/>\n<em> Big plump thighs and big round buns<\/em><br \/>\n<em> Give her full and rounded lips<\/em><br \/>\n<em> And matching breasts &#8211; set to stun<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>Voluptuous will be the word<\/em><br \/>\n<em> And monotone her speaking voice<\/em><br \/>\n<em> Those whirring noises must be heard<\/em><br \/>\n<em> And beeping sounds make me rejoice<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>Smooth and shiny make her skin<\/em><br \/>\n<em> Artificial, more than yours<\/em><br \/>\n<em> Access panels and within<\/em><br \/>\n<em> All with seams for easy tours<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>Give her eyes of coldest blue<\/em><br \/>\n<em> An empty stare to stir desire<\/em><br \/>\n<em> Make her then want me to view<\/em><br \/>\n<em> The circuitry, the ports, the wires<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>Make her technosexual<\/em><br \/>\n<em> Make her show me what she\u2019s got<\/em><br \/>\n<em> Program her with things conceptual<\/em><br \/>\n<em> Of robotics, what Love\u2019s wrought<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>There must be new software done<\/em><br \/>\n<em> None of you\u2019re programmed for sex<\/em><br \/>\n<em> Please craft it well, for she\u2019s the one<\/em><br \/>\n<em> I\u2019ll help with tests, I\u2019ll help with checks<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>Bianka stood and stared at me<\/em><br \/>\n<em> She said \u201dProcessing&#8221;\u009d many times<\/em><br \/>\n<em> She beeped and then eventually<\/em><br \/>\n<em> She gave another of those signs<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u201dPlease wait\u2026 I will submit request&#8221;\u009d<\/em><br \/>\n<em> She said amid extended beeps<\/em><br \/>\n<em> No response came when further pressed<\/em><br \/>\n<em> So I gave up and tried to sleep<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>Two hours from then I heard the door<\/em><br \/>\n<em> A visitor had come to greet<\/em><br \/>\n<em> I rolled out of bed to the floor<\/em><br \/>\n<em> And saw somebody new to meet<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u201dMy name is Lauren&#8221;\u009d this girl said<\/em><br \/>\n<em> She turned out just as I had hoped<\/em><br \/>\n<em> She entered and then turned her head<\/em><br \/>\n<em> We kissed together and we groped<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>Voluptuous in lingerie<\/em><br \/>\n<em> The robot pushed me to the bed<\/em><br \/>\n<em> Aware of my tastes in foreplay<\/em><br \/>\n<em> Stiffly reached up to her head<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>Lauren took her facemask off<\/em><br \/>\n<em> Shone her bright lights down my way<\/em><br \/>\n<em> \u201dI am a robot&#8221;\u009d came the soft<\/em><br \/>\n<em> Synthetic female speaker play<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>Up on my elbows I now leaned<\/em><br \/>\n<em> Lauren turned around for me<\/em><br \/>\n<em> Showing off new plastic, clean<\/em><br \/>\n<em> And shiny\u2026 such machinery<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>I marveled at the shape of her<\/em><br \/>\n<em> Hourglass figure, plastic curves<\/em><br \/>\n<em> I listened to her servos whirr<\/em><br \/>\n<em> And just layed back, and just observed<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>Lauren\u2019s been my girl since then<\/em><br \/>\n<em> We consummated things that night<\/em><br \/>\n<em> Sex Programming Version 10<\/em><br \/>\n<em> Is nearing 16 gigabytes<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>Together we live in this suite<\/em><br \/>\n<em> And visit other robot girls<\/em><br \/>\n<em> We\u2019ve played with the entire fleet<\/em><br \/>\n<em> In this place high above the world<\/em><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Poems, Everybody! Here&#8217;s a little background on this one.\u00a0 I&#8217;ve been having this fantasy for a few years now, and I wanted to write it out into a more substantial story.\u00a0 But honestly, I don&#8217;t think there&#8217;s much more that I could do with it, so here&#8217;s a poem. 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