It was sometimes difficult for Zach to accept that some technology was completely out of his reach. Over the years, however, he had finally come to the conclusion that to create the most complex of machines, one must first<i>become</i>a machine, and that was something he wasn’t willing to do. The creators of his species had gone to great lengths to push the Malcir even further away from machines than themselves, tinker with the brain to enhance feelings, emotions, curiosity, and free will. Perhaps that was the reason why his culture was even more intrigued by the construction of machines than his creators had ever been.<br/><br/>With increasing curiosity, the malcir kept eyeing the construct that had entered the den. With every surge of pleasure that radiated up Zach’s body, he wondered if the machine man could ever feel the same, if there was any downside of being made of metal, and if Zach had spent his entire life focused on the wrong science altogether. What if he should’ve ignored the ways of his elders who sent their probes to the distant stars to learn about the countless other species of the universe, and instead study his own biology, his genes, and the brain, just like the creators had done, and perhaps one day, unlock the secret of immortality that to his knowledge only a man of metal could be capable of.<br/><br/>The servant girl by his feet proved to be more skilled with her mouth than he had anticipated, and before long, he reached yet another abrupt climax that sent what little jizz he had left into her mouth, and finally the massive dick began to lose its posture. Once it was flaccid enough and the girl had cleaned it up, Zach pulled it back into his pants.<br/><br/>As the metamorph in the luxurious apartment began to scream with the voice of Miss Alaigna, Zach had to turn down the volume and take a deep breath underneath his tendrils to keep his manhood in its current state. The kiss between Alice and the lamia didn’t help for that, but when the bee-girl suddenly made her escape, the malcir’s mind was freed of the excess lust and he began to think properly again.<br/><br/>Could the girl actually make it out of here? The way she had dealt with the mechanical arm suggested she possessed powers that Zach had not been aware of. Not that the girl was of much concern to him, but there were benefits to be gained from impressing Miss Alaigna. It was a small risk, well worth taking, when the malcir silently activated the dormant drones nearby the third one in the Sergeant’s apartment, and sent them flying towards Cowry’s bar in the off-chance that the girl would really make it out of there. It did also occur to him that he wasn’t exactly in control of the situation, so perhaps it was indeed a bigger risk  to keep the drones<i>away</i>from his current whereabouts.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>