Meeting the Ugloi-Bestards

Amanda had a few ideas as to what the Ugloi-Bestards looked like thanks to Stuud Fu'Qur's description of his people: Beings that would be about 2-3 meters in height, with 2 eyes located on the sides of their heads and a large mouth full of similarly large, flat herbivorous teeth. Stuud mentioned that his people looked very similar to an animal that the Ugloi-Bestards studied when they had their research station in orbit of Earth, the animal being the horse. It was, admittedly, a very strange description, and one that had a number of implications if Stuud's assertion that his species looked so similar to an animal that evolved on Earth. When Amanda asked Stuud how similar Horses looked to them, he simply told her that she would see how similar when she and her colleagues arrived on Henteria. It seemed almost as if Stuud was afraid to tell them what they looked like.

Still, when Amanda stepped into the blazing heat of the desert world of Henteria, she couldn't help but believe that Stuud had been correct in his **** to describe his peoples defining features. The aliens that she saw were, to put it simply, ugly as sin.

They looked like mangled versions of Earth horses: They stood upon two hooves, which were connected to legs that looked as though the muscles had grown or been trained to the absolute zenith, with veins bulging powerfully and rhythmically to the aliens heartbeat, Amanda could not see the rest of the Ugloi-Bestards legs as they were obscured by loose fitting cream colored pants. Dragging her eyes further up to the Ugloi-Bestards torso, she couldn't really tell what it looked like as it was blocked by a similarly maroon colored tunic, though the arms of the tunic were gone baring the Ugloi-Bestards muscled arms. Their arms were eerily similar to Human arms, ending at their hands which held five digits, just like a Human hand. Looking towards his face, Amanda found that she was staring at a horse who was...'smiling.' It was an ugly, repulsive thing: The upper lip pulled up showcasing the gums and the ugly, yellow teeth of the Ugloi-Bestard, whilst the lower lip pulled down and showed the same thing. The eyes of the alien were little better; and true to Stuud Fu'Qur's word, the Ugloi-Bestards had two eyes, situated on either side of their head, placed where a horse's eyes were typically, both of them a dead, milky white color with no visible iris or pupil.

"Ah, you must be Dr. Kessler! You are far more beautiful than I could have imagined..." the Ugloi-Bestard said, his mouth moving and twisting in a way that a horse's was never meant to. The voice that came out slightly nasally and neigh-y, Amanda could hear slight nickers and neighs coming from the alien in front of her, much like a horse.

"Uhm, ah-Yes, I'm Dr. Amanda Kessler, an-and you are?" Amanda stammered, shocked and disturbed by the being in front of her.

"Oh, do I sound so different over a com-call? Ah, it is no matter, I am Stuud Fu'Qur, the Ugloi-Bestard you spoke to earlier."

Amanda found herself taken aback just ever so slightly. While Stuud's voice over the communication was noticeably nasally, she could not hear the slight neighing that accompanied every word that was spoken by Stuud. Perhaps the neighs were too quiet to be picked up over the microphone?

Taking a deep breath, Amanda centered herself. These beings were obviously friendly, as they had the opportunity to destroy Humanity centuries ago, and she shouldn't treat them as if they were untrustworthy because their genetics made them ugly.

"Ah, yes, I remember now. I'm sorry, I didn't realize I was speaking to you,"

"All is forgiven Doctor, you meant no disrespect. I can understand, voices do sound different coming from electronics, after all," Stuud replied easily, tilting his head forward slightly to look at Amanda.

"Now then! I believe that you would rather have any further conversations in a cooler environment, Doctor? If so, we can continue speaking inside your ship? Or would you prefer to head to the capital?"

Amanda was torn between staying at the ship, or going to the alien capital. She really, really wanted to go to the capital, it was an alien city, for Pete's sake! But upon seeing the Ugloi-Bestard, Amanda could not help but be off put and, though she would never say it aloud, untrusting of the alien's intentions. She knew it was wrong to distrust an individual because of how they looked, but Amanda could not help how she felt. There was something niggling in the back of her mind, some primal instinct in her brain warning her of some unseen danger.

No. As much as Amanda wanted to explore their city, she couldn't stop what she was feeling and every time she thought about going to their capital, a pit formed in her stomach. She would have the meeting in the ship.

Nodding her head, Amanda stepped out of her head, and focused her attention back onto Stuud Fu'Qur. Whilst she was thinking about what she should do, Stuud had not stood idly by. He had decided to circle around Amanda and look her over, he was not close, but it was strange.

Clearing her throat, Amanda caught Stuud's attention and his head swiveled up to look at her face. Amanda felt her mouth get dry and her throat get tight. What was he doing?

"If you don't mind me asking: What are you doing?"

"Ah, my apologies, Doctor. While you were deliberating, I decided to study your body. When my people were studying yours all that time ago, we noted how genetically diverse your people are. There were many different colors and body shapes among all of them, and I was just curious as to how centuries of development affected your people."

"O-oh? And how different do I look in comparison to a Human woman from back then?"

Stuud remained silent for a moment, his head tilting down ever so slightly whilst his eyes raked across her body, a sense of foreboding blanketed itself over Amanda's shoulders like a bobcat.

"If you are any indication of your species' development, then Human women have certainly gotten more... beautiful." The alien finished that sentence with a low, gruff rumble that broke off into a series of neighs and nickers.

Feeling a bead of sweat drip down her the side of her head, Amanda felt the dread and foreboding nearly overwhelm her. Yes, she thought, I definitely made the right decision.

Feeling a throb in his cock, Stuud Fu'Qur felt a dark sense of amusement and a flaming hot arousal as Doctor Kessler turned around to lead him into the ship, his eyes falling away from her cow-like breasts over her wide, foal-bearing hips, and then down to her fat ass where they stayed. Another throb, timed with his heart beat, pulsed through his cock causing it to squirt a large dollop of pungent and viscous pre-cum from his cock, the fumes permeating into the air and creating a pheromone cloud that followed Stuud every where he went.

It's all going according to plan... Thank you, Dr. Kessler.