Sega has produced a robot girlfriend for lonely men. She has a big set of tits and she wiggles her ass on command. Both of these qualities are apparently more important than her diminutive size. (38 cm tall.) It’s the booty shaking girl you can carry in your pocket. She also gives kisses.
What’s interesting here is the difference between robots for men and robots for women. The marketplace is turning traditional notions of sexuality on their –ahem– heads. We are told that men only want sex while women demand companionship.
It seems to be a lie.
At least, as far as robots go.
Consider: When a woman buys a sex robot, she just purchases a mechanical set of genitals. It’s almost as if she views men as a penis with a problem attached. I don’t fault that assessment. But, insofar as men are supposed to think at all, that’s how they are supposed to think about women.
Yet, the male equivalent of a vibrator, is the prostitute vagina in a can. And I suspect that these sell mainly as joke gifts. I would further wager that they far undersell the vibrating cock and balls. And that hookers outsell the lot.
Perhaps women have more imagination than men or, perhaps, men have so sexualized females that every part of them, including a personality, needs to be reproduced. Perhaps.
But, whatever the cause, when it comes to sex machines, women seem to favor a reproduction of the genitals while men want companionship. I don’t know what this means for anyone or how it reflects upon anyone. But it does go to show that conventional wisdom is usually wrong.
Because, let’s face it, this love robot is only 38cm tall. You certainly can’t have sex with a 38cm tall robot. You could, I suppose, shove it up your ass. However, if you’re determined to shove robots up your ass, you may not be very interested in their sex. Or that they’re robots. I suspect the important thing is the shape.
And that it’s up your ass.
