You had always considered these late-night walks an escape from the humdrum of your everyday life. The crisp night air had a soothing effect, lulling the busy thoughts in your mind. But tonight felt different. A strange tiredness crept over you, heavier than any weariness you had felt before. As your vision blurred, the passing streetlights began to smear into long streams of pale yellow. You tried to push through it but ultimately found yourself sinking into the inviting embrace of sleep.
A sudden chill brought you back to consciousness abruptly. Your eyelids fluttered open, and you found yourself disoriented in a room that looked like it was straight out of a sci-fi movie. High-tech gadgets and screens filled the room, their glow casting eerie reflections. Confusion and fear gripped you.
"Welcome back, Agent X," a synthesized AI voice said from the room's speakers, startling you.
"Agent? What the... I'm not an agent! I'm just a regular person!" You blurt out, heart pounding faster.
"Incorrect," the robotic voice calmly replied. "You are a secret agent. Your previous identity was merely a cover, a protection of your true self. We are now preparing for your reactivation."
"Reactivation?" You echoed, feeling a rising panic. You tried to move, but your limbs felt heavy. Suddenly, a sleek high-tech syringe emerged from a hidden compartment in the wall, its contents glowing ominously.
"What are you doing? Stop! I don't want this!" You yelled, but the AI voice continued coldly.
"Injection of the agent's DNA will restore your true self."
The syringe pierced your skin before you realized it, a cool sensation spreading through your veins. What followed was a transforming turmoil. Your body started to change. If you were female, your breasts vanished, your throat gained an Adam’s apple, and your hips constricted. The transformation was indescribable – both painful and surreal.
Your clothes shifted seamlessly into an agent's uniform, the black one-piece undersuit fitting perfectly alongside the suit's asymmetrical gray design. A sudden blur at the edges of your vision clarified when a pair of black-rimmed glasses appeared on your face, restoring your sight instantly. You watched in astonishment as your height adjusted to six feet, and an odd sense of youthful vigor returned to or left your body, depending on your age.
"No! No!" you shouted, clutching your head, fighting against the torrent of new memories crashing against your own. "I’m not an agent. I’m not—!"
But the AI voice interrupted. "Your true self is resurfacing. Your prior personality was never more than a protective layer, designed to shield classified data until it was necessary for the return of Agent X."
You let out a cry, fingers digging into your scalp as images of espionage, car chases, and high-stakes missions inundated your mind. "No, please... stop..."
But despite your efforts, the flood of memories broke through your defenses. You remembered training in secret locations, mastering various weapons and vehicles, learning every detail about hacking and stealth. The faces of fellow agents, once strangers, now felt like long-lost friends. Each one held significance – formidable companions in your past and future missions.
"You cannot escape your true identity," insisted the AI voice, as the room around you solidified into familiarity. "You are Agent X, the top secret agent of this facility, savior of countless lives."
A final, overwhelming wave of revelations swept through you, and at last, you relented. The confusion cleared, replaced by the sharpness of a honed mind. The fear dissolved, making way for the cool confidence of a seasoned operative. Who you were – that regular person – was never existent. You were always meant to be the agent.
Your voice, now calm and assured, filled the room. "I am Agent X," you acknowledged. "And I’m ready for my mission."
"It is good to have you back, Agent X," the AI voice concluded. "You experienced a temporary lapse, but your true identity has now been restored."
You blinked, glancing around as if awakening from a daydream. For a moment, you wondered why you had felt so confused. You had always been Agent X, the best among them.
Pacing out, you left the room, each step firm and determined. The futuristic bikes, high-tech scanning watches, and gadgets were all familiar since they had always been assists in your operations. You headed towards the main briefing room, where your fellow agents awaited. Each one donned attire similar but distinct, a nod to their unique specialties and roles.
“Agent X, good to see you back,” said one of your close allies, smiling. “Ready to save the world again?”
You nodded, donning your gray motorbike helmet, preparing for the mission ahead. “Always. It’s what we’re here for.”
This story was generated by user LazyUsername1 with assistance by one of OpenAI’s large-scale language-generation model; prompts used to help generate the story are shown below.
Images were generated with OpenAI's AI system, DALL·E 2, or uploaded by the user.
Prompt: Write the POV transformation story of the human turning into a secret agent (who is also a human), complete with gender change (if the reader is a female, her breasts vanish as her throat gains an Adam's apple to give her a more masculine voice and her female privates (vagina, ovaries, and uterus) from her crotch/nether region invert itself and pushes out into male private parts (a penis and testicles); however, this is optional and only if the reader is female), clothes change (the person's clothes instantly transforming into an agent's outfit), age change (the person becomes older or younger, depending on his/her age), height change (becoming 6 feet tall), reality change (the person's reality being changed until he is in a high-tech secret agency facility, which the agent that the person has turned into always worked for), and mind/mental change (with the person's memories and personality being completely replaced by those of an agent (which realized is his true self), despite his best efforts on fighting them off and despite his efforts on keeping his memories and personality, making him realize that he was and always had been a secret agent who has saved the world countless times, and his name has always been a top secret to the public due to him being a secret agent). The transformation is permanent (meaning it is forever) and is completely irreversible. For the agent's appearance, he is a tall young adult man of up to 6 feet tall and has a strong, fast-moving, agile, athletic body, perfect for spying missions and stealth missions (as well as being capable of fighting well and running fast). His face is handsome with the irises of his eyes being blue in color; he is nearsighted, but he wears a pair of black-rimmed glasses over his eyes (he wears his glasses to help him see). The tone of his skin is of a pale-tan color as his light brown hair is long and reaches all the way down to his lower shoulders. asymmetrical gray (with white trim) inspired uniform (which resembles a suit of an Eggman Empire worker of that Sonic series) resembling a tailcoat or dress. Two white segmented bands run around the right side of his torso, ending in yellow buttons on his left side on both the front and back. The bottom of the jacket is skirt-like with white "coattails" hanging from the bottom segmented band. Additionally, he wears black one-piece undersuit/boots with long black sleeves, silver accents, high heels, and yellow toes that resembles cloven hooves of artiodactyl mammals. He wears white gloves with yellow cuffs. When riding on vehicles (such as his futuristic motorbike) or during some missions, he wears a gray motorbike helmet with white and yellow rims and a black futuristic visor (which completely obscures his face to others but still allowing him to see through the visor) to protect his eyes and to scan important information (for spying missions and others). For the agent's personality, he is smooth, suave, debonair, very skilled, fast/agile runner, and extremely intelligent (knowing how to use every available vehicle, device, etc, and is even capable of programming and hacking into all kind of devices effortlessly (since he's a technological genius), as well as being an agile and capable fighter (even knowing martial arts), all to help stop every villain, even technological ones). He handles the espionage with class and grace but he is not much of a people person, often choosing to work alone and rejecting assistance from anyone. It's also revealed that a lot of his mannerisms and refusal to be part of a team stem not from his sense of arrogance, but rather the feeling of remorse after seeing innocent people die in the line of duty because of his actions, and he doesn't want others to be endangered by becoming acquaintances with him. His time with his friends allowed him to overcome this, and he now sees them as invaluable allies and best friends. The story is that the human is minding his/her own business, but then he/she feels tired and falls asleep. After that, he/she finds himself/herself in a futuristic high-tech secret agency facility of some kind, resembling something from a sci-fi movie or a spy movie, filled with futuristic robotics, gadgets, motorbikes, and many more technologies for the agents to use during missions. Then the robotic synthesized voice (which is an AI program that is programmed throughout the facility) in the room (which the person is currently at) welcomes the person back with an agent name (which the person doesn't recognize yet until after his mind/mental changes occurs), making the person confused and scared, saying that he's/she's not an agent (not even having an agent name) but a regular person (but the synthesized AI voice tells him/her that he's/she's wrong and that he/she really is an agent), before the synthesized AI voice summons a high-tech syringe with an agent's modified DNA into the person's blood to help transform the person into the agent the world really needs (the synthesized AI voice confirms that injecting the agent's DNA will help the person regain his/her true self as an agent). The transformation occurs afterwards, causing his/her body change, gender change (if the person was a female, she becomes a he), clothes change (the person's clothes instantly transforming into an agent's outfit), eyesight change (losing clarity in eyesight due to his now-nearsighted eyes until a pair of black-rimmed glasses make him see great again), height change, and age change to fit who that person is always meant to be. The person is scared, but then the mind/mental change occurs, causing him to hold his head as an attempt to fight off the mind/mental changes, telling himself that he's just a regular person and not an agent, but to no avail. The synthesized AI voice tells him that he really is an agent and that his previous self was just a fake or a cover-up to protect classified information and, primarily, his true self or identity until he is needed to save the world again, in which his true self is a heroic secret agent, and the synthesized AI voice continues telling him of his true history and self (as well as telling him that the world needs him), forcing them into his changing mind to completely replace his false memories and personality. After all that, the newly-awakened secret agent realized that the synthesized AI voice has helped him remembered his true self and that he was always an agent (with himself being the best secret agent who has ever worked in the facility), remembering that he, alongside his friends (also agents), has helped saved lives and the world countless times against criminals and other villains. He woke up while still standing, he cannot remember his previous self or life (that's because it wasn't real and he knows that it never existed or happened), and the synthesized AI voice tells him that he had a momentary lapse but now he was back to his true self, the agent then realizes that he was daydreaming for some reason (which he never actually daydreams, which confuses the agent himself on why he daydreamed a moment ago), before he leaves the room, remembering that he had always been a secret agent. There should also be an epilogue, where he meets up with the other agents with their own secret agent names (who also wear similar, but not identical uniforms to what he wears), since he always meet up with them, having always used high-tech vehicles (such as motorbikes (the primary vehicle he uses, as long as he wears his motorbike helmet for safety reasons (he always wears his motorbike helmet before he drives the futuristic motorbike), as other secret agents of the facility do when they use their futuristic motorbikes), jetpacks, and others) to travel and having always used devices (robotics, gadgets, high-tech scanning watches, and others) against criminals and villains, and always having a victory in saving the world against threats. There should be quotes from the characters in this story so we know what they're saying and what they're thinking. Also, it is a POV reader story, so it should not be in an author's point of view (my, I, mine, etc), and it should be from the point of view of the reader (you, your, etc).
Response: You had always considered these late-night walks an escape from the humdrum of your everyday life. The crisp night air had a soothing effect, lulling the busy thoughts in your mind. But tonight felt different. A strange tiredness crept over you, heavier than any weariness you had felt before. As your vision blurred, the passing streetlights began to smear into long streams of pale yellow. You tried to push through it but ultimately found yourself sinking into the inviting embrace of sleep. A sudden chill brought you back to consciousness abruptly. Your eyelids fluttered open, and you found yourself disoriented in a room that looked like it was straight out of a sci-fi movie. High-tech gadgets and screens filled the room, their glow casting eerie reflections. Confusion and fear gripped you. "Welcome back, Agent," a synthesized AI voice said from the room's speakers, startling you. "Agent? What the... I'm not an agent! I'm just a regular person!" You blurt out, heart pounding faster. "Incorrect," the robotic voice calmly replied. "You are a secret agent. Your previous identity was merely a cover, a protection of your true self. We are now preparing for your reactivation." "Reactivation?" You echoed, feeling a rising panic. You tried to move, but your limbs felt heavy. Suddenly, a sleek high-tech syringe emerged from a hidden compartment in the wall, its contents glowing ominously. "What are you doing? Stop! I don't want this!" You yelled, but the AI voice continued coldly. "Injection of the agent's DNA will restore your true self." The syringe pierced your skin before you realized it, a cool sensation spreading through your veins. What followed was a transforming turmoil. Your body started to change. If you were female, your breasts vanished, your throat gained an Adam’s apple, and your hips constricted. The transformation was indescribable – both painful and surreal. Your clothes shifted seamlessly into an agent's uniform, the black one-piece undersuit fitting perfectly alongside the suit's asymmetrical gray design. A sudden blur at the edges of your vision clarified when a pair of black-rimmed glasses appeared on your face, restoring your sight instantly. You watched in astonishment as your height adjusted to six feet, and an odd sense of youthful vigor returned to or left your body, depending on your age. "No! No!" you shouted, clutching your head, fighting against the torrent of new memories crashing against your own. "I’m not an agent. I’m not—!" But the AI voice interrupted. "Your true self is resurfacing. Your prior personality was never more than a protective layer, designed to shield classified data until it was necessary for the return of Agent." You let out a cry, fingers digging into your scalp as images of espionage, car chases, and high-stakes missions inundated your mind. "No, please... stop..." But despite your efforts, the flood of memories broke through your defenses. You remembered training in secret locations, mastering various weapons and vehicles, learning every detail about hacking and stealth. The faces of fellow agents, once strangers, now felt like long-lost friends. Each one held significance – formidable companions in your past and future missions. "You cannot escape your true identity," insisted the AI voice, as the room around you solidified into familiarity. "You are Agent, the top secret agent of this facility, savior of countless lives." A final, overwhelming wave of revelations swept through you, and at last, you relented. The confusion cleared, replaced by the sharpness of a honed mind. The fear dissolved, making way for the cool confidence of a seasoned operative. Who you were – that regular person – was never existent. You were always meant to be the agent. Your voice, now calm and assured, filled the room. "I am Agent," you acknowledged. "And I’m ready for my mission." "It is good to have you back, Agent," the AI voice concluded. "You experienced a temporary lapse, but your true identity has now been restored." You blinked, glancing around as if awakening from a daydream. For a moment, you wondered why you had felt so confused. You had always been Agent, the best among them. Pacing out, you left the room, each step firm and determined. The futuristic bikes, high-tech scanning watches, and gadgets were all familiar since they had always been assists in your operations. You headed towards the main briefing room, where your fellow agents awaited. Each one donned attire similar but distinct, a nod to their unique specialties and roles. “Agent, good to see you back,” said one of your close allies, smiling. “Ready to save the world again?” You nodded, donning your gray motorbike helmet, preparing for the mission ahead. “Always. It’s what we’re here for.”
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