The amplified growth rate of Xenes meant that the progeny would be full-grown and fully functional in just two years. I also knew what I had to do to make it happen. They aren’t actually made of tin, but they aren’t really alive. The feel of that cum and the smell of sex… I paid an enormous bribe for one of the massage Xenes to sneak some of the oil out for me. I told her I was going to take her high one last time for the night, but that she was going to do an experiment for me. If the message were sent, it would still be in the archives. But I digress. Back to the problem at hand. I had to drive myself high enough to reach all the way back to before Xenekind came into existence. I am not a painslut. the B-bots. A third knelt in front of me and tapped his prick against my lips. I love inflicting pain– or pleasure– on someone, and I especially love the taste of someone who is being forced to their twentieth or thirtieth orgasm. Perhaps the scientists of days yet to come will somehow receive this message.
