Feb 12, 2024
You see the possibility of removing your cybernetic limbs in proximity of your romantic partners as the pinnacle of lascivious surrender, trembling submission, or even act of your own dehumanization and self degradation, the height of sexual body horror and social delinquency.
I'd just love to casually pull at least one arm off of myself every night to more easily snuggle up against my partner without having to worry about having to stick that damn arm somewhere or keep relocating it lest the fleshy sack gets uncomfortably stiff and sore.
We're not the same.
(Not saying I'm not also into everything in the first paragraph though)
