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Nothing weird about this. Though not able to move on her own, Roxxxy can be contorted into any shape, which is great news for the rarely acknowledged fetish group that likes to stick it to pretzels. Roxxxy also has a "motor in her chest [which] pumps heated air through a tube that winds through the robot's body, which Â keeps her warm to the touch." My understanding of human anatomy is, at best, nonexistent, so for all I know, we're designed roughly the same way. Going forward, if you ever find a woman's touch to feel warm and comforting as she gently caresses your face, whisper: "I appreciate that the motor in your chest provides a steady flow of heated air." It'll impress her. The inventor also claims that Roxxxy "even shudders to simulate orgasm," which seems like a fairly irrelevant inclusion. I'm pretty sure that the kind of guy who drops seven grand on a soulless sex receptacle is also the kind of guy who doesn't care if it orgasms. Externally

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"Fllllurrrrggghhh!" I won't sugarcoat this: Roxxxy is hideous. Just God awful, shit-ugly. If someone asked me to design a statue honoring a face-transplant survivor who accidentally swallowed a hive of bees, it would be Roxxxy. She's a cross between a wax Sarah Jessica Parker and lower jaw Elephantiasis. She looks like a rubber sculpture of Miss Piggy that was microwaved. She's like a bloated Chrissie Hynde dipped in butterfat. She's the solution to the paradox of "Can God design a creature so hideous that even He Himself is incapable of loving it?" She's a beast, is my point. Conversation

"So what did you want to do tonight? Because I was thinking-" "DEATH TO ALL HUMANS."

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"-Avatar... It's fine, though, we can stay in and... destroy the humans." Roxxxy's speech recognition and advanced AI is what separates her from other fuckable household appliances. When you speak to her, your speech is converted to text, which her internal computers analyze using her unique pattern-recognition software. She then comes up with an appropriate response from her database of hundreds of prerecorded responses, and her answer is played through a loudspeaker hidden under her wig. You can actually carry on full conversations with Roxxxy in what her creator believes is a near-perfect simulation of emotional companionship. This is by far the most interesting development in the field of machines you can put your wiener in. I'd always imagined that the popularity of Real Dolls and other competing titles in the doll-pork market was due to lonely guys who enjoyed the act of having sex with a woman but either didn't have time for or couldn't navigate around the tricky aspects like "emotional connection" and "human interaction." As someone whose study of sex dolls was purely academic, I assumed that the inhumanness of these sex dolls was part of the hook: There's no shame for a poor performance, there's no guilt for infidelity and there's no struggle with commitment or communication, because she is a silicone-covered robot that you legally own. But Roxxxy means we've entered a new world that I don't quite understand; one where the goal is to make these things as close to human as possible. If Roxxxy outsells Real Dolls, it means consumers prefer lifelike dolls, which means a doll even more lifelike than Roxxxy will be even more successful, until we get sex robots that seem to have total autonomy. Sex robots that form ideas and have opinions and, if my primitive understanding of women is to be believed, judge you relentlessly. Roxxxy's AI even comes with different personalities, where "Wild" is on one end of the spectrum and "Frigid" is on the other. Frigid, as in, cold, as in a sex robot that doesn't want you to have sex with it. This means the market isn't made up of just horny guys. It's guys who want to have sex with a robot but also understand that their clumsy pawing and arrhythmic hump techniques repulse their robot into celibacy. That is a market I hope to never meet under any circumstances whatsoever. Also, attention guys who are spending a bunch of money on a sex robot that you still have to entertain and convince to have sex with you: that's just real life. You haven't found a loophole, and you're not making anything easier on yourself. That is exactly what the rest of us do. But Can I Have Sex With It?