It's a hot night, and the crowd is hopping at the trendiest new club in town: Deus In Machina rocks tonight. In the steel metal warehouse building, hundreds of hot sweaty bodies writhe to the incessant beat. Colored lights flash, the music blares, the smell of human musk fills the air, bodies rub against more bodies, and tongues taste flesh, beer and more - sensory overload guaranteed for all the partiers. You can lose yourself in that club, and you will....
You start dancing with a cute blond, you say something but the noise makes conversation impossible. The lithe figure moves hypnotically to the beat, everything about the blond makes you horny. Your bodies rub together, as the young blond's back touches your chest you feel the cold living metal and realize that the blond is a cyborg or synthoid. That makes the blond even sexier to you. As the beat changes you brush against the front of the blond you can smell the metallic sweat. But you are startled as your bodies press together grinding into each other as the music blares.