Insufficient Knowledge

And how.

They gave me nothing! Nothing!!

They sent me to a random planet in a star system in a [????] part of the galaxy, and expect me to discover information about it how??? [????], I don't even know where I am. I think I'm on the planet, since it has high oxygen levels compared to every other [????] planet in this star system. I don't even know where to start. The bright lights north look hopeful. Maybe the intelligent life will help me get my information. [????].

Well finally. It only took me 25 [????] for me to get here. At least it was worth it. The lighting here is bright as can be. And in the middle of the night too. Not nocturnal. Tools show civilization is at least somewhat advanced. Creatures are bipedal, and wearing covering over their main area and legs. Some wear gems, and old corrective vision equipment. Some wear various headgear on their head, otherwise head is generally covered by what appears to be hair. ...They're also looking at me very strangely. Logic presumes that due to my form difference, they're surprised/scared/interested/disgusted. If I had to guess, it's because I look like a formless blob. And I'm levitating. Probably doesn't help, but it's better than being in contact with their ground (probably why they're wearing protective footwear).

I hover toward one of the people. The group steps back as I get closer, a few of them breaking off and running away, loudly. I float up to one, who seems to be frozen in place-- metaphorically, anyways. “E'se-m, o'd-m bo'ow so-d-t DNA?” It stuttered, “W-what?” I responded, pleased that the creature was so willing to oblige. I thrust myself into its facial cavity, entering a slimy, small area with some sort of prehensile... fleshy, thing. Ignoring this, I shoot down the tube of flesh in the back and enter a bag of flesh. Having reached what seems to be the center of these creatures, I send out a pulse, collecting genetic information from the creature so I can mimic its appearance. Having completed the gene download to my [????], I exit the way I came in, flying back out of the creature. Having taken what I needed, I turn back to the creature(who looks very startled) and say, “Gr'as.” I float away from the creature, at a speed fast enough to get all this liquid stuff from the creature off of me. With no sentients within visual range, I put on a holographic disguise of the creature from earlier, my body filling in as before. Luckily, I happen to be around the same size as the creature, allowing me to very easily fit into a hologram of it.

After a few minutes of stumbling around like a [????], I finally figure out how to work its body. It moves one step at a time, generally right leg first, alternating at a speed relative to its physique. I walk back out into the main pathway of the city, and look around. People are staring at me yet again, but this time emitting high-pitched giggling, it sounds like. Some are trying to seduce me, too. Looking down, it's occurred that I am lacking aesthetic covering, which seems to be the standard for these beings. I walk up to one of the crowd, which has two large protrusions from its chest like me, albeit muffled by the covering it wears. Trying out my current understanding of language obtained from the previous creature, I say slowly, “C-Could me borrow y-youuu clothes?” She responds, backing up slightly, “What? Get your own!” “T-Thhhanks you.” I extend a tendril out of the hologram, and tear off a part of the leg coverings, foot coverings and chest covering(revealing another covering under the covering, strangely[I take that too]). I scan each covering part. They are composed out of a fabric, intricately woven and soft to the touch(except for the foot covering, which appears to be a [????] of some sort). I give back the pieces of clothing and update my hologram to be wearing the same coverings as her. The internal chest covering appears to hide the chest protrusions, and is gray, the external chest covering seems mostly aesthetic and is black, as if trying to blend into the dark night. The leg coverings are a blue and feel slightly harder than the chest coverings. The foot covering is the hardest, obviously designed to protect the foot from the ground. I then walk off, trying to find out more information about this civilization.

I come across a building with several electronic displays and what appears to be bulky computers. In front of the displays there is a platform, designed according to how the other ...humans look, to sit, in a more comfortable alternative to standing on their two legs. Presumably to prevent tiring. I sit in one, and try to move the hologram's fingers to the input device, which has the humans' letters on it. On the screen already, there is a page of some sort. It has a large logo in the corner that I can't read, and several other texts. But the thing that stands out is the main picture. It seems dimmed and has a large sideways [????] triangle, standing out above. I move the pointing device, which in turn moves an arrow on the screen. It turns into a hand when over the triangle, and I press the left button on the pointer. The picture begins moving, showing three characters with dialogue that I still can't read. I would have walked away but the video... interests me.

It shows, in slow moving frames, what appears to be a creature similar to me(but probably fictional), who consumes(whole and alive) one of the humans with the human complaining but not outright fighting. I try my best to understand the foreign words, and notice one similar to our word for 'eat'; 'vore'. A few searches later, and I learn these creatures are very sexually driven and sexual pleasure can be used to get information from humans. And the eating, they like being consumed. How odd. They even pretend to be unwilling. I'm afraid I may never understand these creatures. I should just leave the planet and report there is a civilization, but not advanced enough. But these humans seem at least mildly promising, so I might as well use this “v're”, that is, vore.

I walk back outside, leaving the computer where it was. I walk outside and search for a human that might provide me with information. One stumbles into me, holding a bottle of some sort of drink. He falls through my hologram but fails to notice my natural form, merely backing up, letting out air, and mumbling something. “Do you have know-d-q the mo-adv'n t'chnol?” I say in bad human. He responds, “W-what? Nnn...nooo...” letting out more air with a strange noise. He said yes but no. So I'll have to get him to say it.

Unable to consume with the hologram on, I turn it off. The man doesn't notice anything different, still staring at me blankly. The drink would appear to cloud the mind's [????] functions. But his [????] system should clear him when he starts undergoing pleasure. I float over him, and he vaguely looks up at me, mildly confused, then looks at the bottle. Switching my internals to digestive system mode, I turn off levitation, falling over him. Being taller than me, I only slide over his head, arms, and upper torso before coming to a stop. He mumbles, “Eeehh... Who turned off the lighhts?” With him inside of me, I establish direct contact with him. Greetings. My name is C'is-top'r. You may call me C'is. He paused for a moment and then realized, “Whoaaa... There's voices in my head!” Telepathy must not be an ability for these creatures. Yes. I have only one question for you. Do you know what is the most advanced technology from this planet is? Uhhh... It's gotta be this drink, man, I've never heard voices in my head before, ohhh maaan. The telepathy is not the result of your beverage. What is the most advanced technology from this planet? Why? Is this a quizz? He must not be pleased enough.

This will be a tight fit. I stimulate his motor [????](“whoooa, whatcha doin' in thereee...?”), forcing him into the [????] position and allowing me to envelope him entirely. “Hey, it's tight in here!”, he exclaimed at the sudden closing of open space. Repeating question. What is the most advanced technology? “Hey, what the hell are you doing? Let me out!”, he said, now annoyed/irritated. He seemed to begin regaining mental clarity. Good. You have cleared. Now. What is the most advanced technology? “Hey asshole, how about you get this fucking thing off of me? Where the hell are we?” I will not remove myself until you are pleased enough to answer my question. You are inside me. My thoughts are inside you. “Yeah right. And I suppose you're some sort of alien trying to study Earth?” Very good. You are exhibiting excellent cognitive skills. You should be able to answer my query. What is the most advanced technology? “And also, you want to please me? By covering me in some... Fleshy bag thing?” The 'fleshy bag thing' is me. Since I am apparently not pleasing you enough, I will begin digestion. You should reach orgasmic levels but still retain coherence. “Wait wh-?” Inside of me, a fluorescent light blue liquid began filling in flatly, rising from the bottom of my [????]. “Whoa, what the hell? What are you doing??” You humans are aroused, strangely, by being consumed. With half and full ingestion being unable to stimulate you, I am forced to enter the final stage, digestion. Hopefully you will answer my question before the digestive fluid reaches your primary neural organ. What is the most advanced technology? “Dude, not cool! I don't wanna be food!” Faking unwillingness. I will simulate more of your body's digestive system. I use my levitation to shift myself around, giving the illusion of a churning stomach. “Aaaah! I'll talk! I'll talk! Holy shit! My shoes are all melted!” What is the most advanced technology produced by this planet? “Jesus Christ, stop spinning for a minute! I can't think!” I stop spinning and he calms down, putting his hands in the [????] fluid momentarily before lifting them back out. “Oh shit, you melted a glass bottle and my gloves!”, he yelled while trying to stand up out of the fluid. “Okay! Okay! If I tell you, you'll let me out, right?” Correct. What is it? “We have uhh, ships! Like rocket ships! Fiery flying things! We send them out to go look at the planets and learn! Now please, please, let me out!” Thank you for your help.

I drop him out of me, also accidentally letting go about a [????] of [????] fluid. It falls onto him and runs off him, dissolving the ground a bit before dissipating. He appears startled, and hurriedly gets up off the ground. He looks at himself and moans, “Aw man! My clothes are ruined!” He looks at me, momentarily awestruck before yelling, “Holy shit, you're a floating slug thing!” “W'at.” He flees the scene, with a few other people just staring at me, the being running away, and the slightly eroded ground. I simply leave the scene, floating away to a high altitude to rest for some [????].