In today’s Sydney Morning Herald: My girlfriend’s hot, but she has a built-in cooling system. Roxxxy, the sex robot – or true companion, as the company describes her – was invented by Douglas Hines, apparently to honour his friend who died in the September 11 attacks:
The anatomically correct robot has an articulated skeleton, which means it can move like a person even though it cannot walk or move its limbs independently.
Robotic movement is built into ”the three inputs” and a mechanical heart that powers a liquid cooling system.
Hines says the robot is an “outlet for the shy, people with sexual dysfunction and those who want to experiment without risk”. I reckon if you can get online to order one for a specific, unusual kink, you can probably find someone online who also wants to do it. And no doubt for considerably less than the $US7000-9000 pricetag. Unless your kink is to fuck expensive robots.
“She knows exactly what you like,” says Hines. ”If you like Porsches, she likes Porsches. If you like soccer, she likes soccer.”
When did having different interests become a bad thing? Besides, sex with robots that look human – haven’t they seen Battlestar Galactica?
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