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Human interaction an alien experience
By Manique Inglethorpe
Sunday, February 20, 2011

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This is just a little story about how an alien might feel or think about being thrust into human society.

I arrived for my encounter in an enclosed area of one of the human constructs. My training had helped me with some of the basic navigational language and constructs of this world and so I had arrived.

This body I had been provided was female and I believe the area of my arrival had been the bathroom. A private area sectioned off for the disposal of biological waste. As I looked up into the mirror above the basin I was able to see the reflection of my physical form and I must say that the female bodies of this kind seem quite impractical. The pretuding value of fat, flesh and glands for the feeding of young ones seems an unneccasary strain on the back.

What is most disillusioning is the alternating affect of change in this body with sudden awarenesses of sound, tempreture, light and smell. That seems to switch on and off autonomously. As well this inner motion seemingly connected to the outer world but yet a continous pulse for which even outer stimula can not determine. If I remember correctly on my bridging this force being named emotion would be the greatest obstacle for my kind in intergrating in the encounter. Something about an unspoken language that would dictate the outcome of my encounter but for which no gaurentees of educational intervention could evade.

I had this intense desire to go seek out the human groups and become one with them almost as powerful as a the desire for sustenance and I was off on a hungry mission. As I were to venture out the door my distracted senses created a void for my gross moter capability and I stumbled into a male human counterpart and we tumbled to the ground.

I felt this aggitated heat and flash of pleasure that made me feel dizzy so I did not move. The voice under me and said "while this is really quite a pleasant supprise, I think it may not be an appropriate time to be lying around like this". I considered his words and tried to discern the hidden meaning as I was quite happy and did not see the point. However I conceded and raised this body off the floor clumsily and dizzy.

The man rose smiled and walked away, seemingly uneffected. I felt this sense of devestation wash over me and felt cemented to that spot just outside the bathroom. I could have remained frozen for quite sometime except there was a female human wishing to pass me and gain entry for what ever reason she seemed hostile. I moved and she past and I felt this explotion on my inside that caused water to spill out from my eyes. It felt nice and terrible all at the same time.

Another concerned looking female put her hand on my shoulder and asked me if I was okay. I felt so happy that I thrust my arms around her in a warm embrace. She seemed to turn from warmth to hostility in a flash and simply removed my arms from around her and disappear with out a word. I called out thank you but I dont think she heard me. Maybe her hearing sense had switched off as suddenly as all my other senses randomly did.

I walked into the passage in the corridor with people buzzing round and noticed another male walk by his eyebrow raised and I knew that was a sign. I noticed they all stared at the flesh on my chest and considered that the wait on my back may be worth it. One after another these men stared and walked on by.

It occured to me perhaps if I removed the cloth on my skin they would stick around a little longer. It felt so good and all of a sudden I had a croud of men and woman staring at me. It was amasing I had arrived at the ultimate experience with all these beings noticing me, looking at me.

The whole scene changed dramatically and I was being carried away by men with batterns on there hips. They held onto me tight, covered me up and would not let me get away. Then in a flash I was back on the inception table of my own world. My people clapping and applauding. They told me that I had done very well and congratulated me. That they had pulled me out as that was about as far as any of us could get before the humans locked us up and drugged us in these small padded cells.

Such was my encounter of the third kind. It was wonderful I really enjoyed it and hoped to get the opportunity again.


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