caylee, violencecat 🏳️‍🌈🐱🤖🏳️‍⚧️

@cayvex.bsky.social

caylee | trans poly switchy evil spacecat robot girlthing | UK | sapphic bi | partnered, open | ΘΔ& | 31 | NSFW | she/they/it (hrt 05/06/21) | 🔞 | escape will make me god | untagged hard kinks | current addiction: mechsplo main: @spamcan.bsky.social

I am bristling with positivity at the moment and wish I could share it with you all Like if I could package up a little hope and sunshine Then inject it into the meat of your thigh so it could steadily spread through your life over the next week I would Healthy assets are more valuable y'know? c:

if you don’t keep up with the youth i want you to know they’ve renamed “tramp stamps” to “cake toppers” which feels like the first advancement for feminism in a long time

She says nothing, thinking only of the reward to come. Practically salivating at the thought of polishing handler’s orthopedic Doc Martens. Sartha is a loyal member of the Walmart family. Sartha, is a good employee. What more could she want?

Handler whispers something in her ear and she obediently runs over and tells me I have to go back through the self-checkout to pay for the eyeliner I hid in a bag of onions. “What did they do to you Sartha? You were one of us, don’t you remember”?

It hurts at first, of course, the hounding process. Breaking the “volunteer” by surgical augmentation, a steady flow of combat stims and estrogen to make them lose their connection to any past they might once have had, and make them unrecognizable to any guardian who may come looking, of course.

the Mechsplo Sphere really is a Dark Forest. and Leinths can't make a light no matter how hard they try, meanwhile being a Sartha feels like trying to hide from a series of helicopters with searchlights