Brothers in Hell: Transformation into Moxxie's Identical Twin
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It was a typical Friday evening. I sat at my desk, the warm glow of my computer screen illuminating the dim room. The latest episode of Helluva Boss played, and I couldn’t help but chuckle at the antics of Blitzo, Millie, and, of course, Moxxie. Poor Moxxie was often the butt of the jokes, which somehow always seemed to happen in the show.
Unbeknownst to me, the animated characters I so enjoyed had their own awareness. Moxxie, often tormented by his colleagues and watching my amusement through some arcane means, had reached a breaking point.
Just as I laughed at another joke where Moxxie was called fat by Loona, a flash of intense light erupted from my screen. Suddenly, Moxxie himself appeared, an irritated scowl on his red face.
"You think this is funny?" he sneered, his freckled cheeks wrinkling. Before I could comprehend what was happening, he grabbed my arm and pulled me toward the glowing portal that had inexplicably opened in my computer.
“Wha— Moxxie?! What’s going on?!” My voice trembled as Moxxie’s grip only tightened.
"Time for a change of perspective," he growled. The world spun around me, pulling me deeper and deeper into the vortex, leaving my reality behind.
When the dizziness subsided, I found myself strapped to a bizarre contraption, an eerie yet futuristic machine with glowing symbols and whirring mechanisms. Moxxie stood over me, his eyes burning with a mix of determination and something else—was it pity?
“Wait! What are you doing?!” I shouted, struggling against the restraints.
“You wanted to laugh at me, so now you can see what it’s like,” Moxxie said, starting up the machine. “This invention... I found it in an alleyway. I didn’t think it would actually work, but it’s perfect for teaching someone like you a lesson.”
Searing pain rippled through my body as the machine whirred to life, shifting my very essence. My skin turned a shade of red, smoother and tinted like Moxxie’s own. I shrank rapidly, feeling my bones and muscles reforming to fit a new, more compact shape.
I tried to scream, but my voice cracked and wavered, becoming a higher pitch. I felt my fingers changing, losing a digit on each hand. In the midst of the chaos, I could feel changes below my waist—I no longer possessed my female features, the pain and sensation intensifying as my anatomy shifted and reformed into that of a male imp’s.
"It's not true!" I clenched my eyes shut, trying to focus on my life before this. But with each second, my memories began to blur. My apartment, my job, my friends—all seemed like distant dreams, slipping away with terrifying speed.
Moxxie's voice broke through my haze. “You’re not who you think you are. You’re Moxxie. You’ve always been Moxxie, my brother.”
“No! I’m not... I’m not!” I screamed, but the effort was futile.
"You are Moxxie," he repeated, gently now. “We’ve been together since we were born, remember?”
My resistance faltered, my human thoughts blending into a slurry of forgotten moments. My mind rewired itself, replacing everything I knew with Moxxie’s memories—the same ones he was reminding me were ours, together. Missions, laughs, challenges—all with my brother by my side.
The machine beeped, signaling the end of its process. The straps released automatically, and I stumbled out, my reality now filled with fiery landscapes and demonic entities. A headache pounded in my transformed skull.
“Are you okay?” Moxxie asked, his voice now softer, more concerned.
“I... had a headache,” I mumbled, rubbing my temples as the fuzziness in my mind cleared.
“Yeah, just a headache,” Moxxie nodded. “It’s gone now, right?”
“Yeah, you’re right,” I said, the familiarity of his voice calming me. “We’ve always been together, haven't we, brother?”
“Of course,” Moxxie smiled, pulling me into a brotherly hug. “We’ve always been Moxxie, and we’ve always had each other’s backs.”
Memories of human life drowned completely under the tidal wave of my new, demonic past. I could remember everything the same as my brother—our upbringing in the Wrath Ring, or time with our mafia father, and every single mission we had undertaken since we joined I.M.P.
From afar, Blitzo approached, glancing between the two of us. "You twins okay?" he asked, grinning that usual, devilish grin.
“Never better,” we both replied in unison.
Millie, our loving wife, trotted over, giving us each a kiss on the cheek. “I’m so glad you’re both alright. Ready for our next mission?”
“Always,” we replied, taking her hands.
The machine that initiated this transformation vanished forever, leaving no trace of my former existence. Everyone around us, including Loona—the hellhound who loved to tease—continued as if it had always been normal for Moxxie to have an identical twin brother of the same name.
Together, as twin brothers named Moxxie, we delved into our life full of adventures and challenges, forever transformed but filled with love, camaraderie, and a sense of belonging in the wild, fiery world of Helluva Boss.
This story was generated by user TFsIntoLucifersSon 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.
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Prompt: Write a POV transformation story of a human reader turning into Moxxie (from an adults cartoon/animated series Helluva Boss), complete with art style shift (the reader now being in a cartoon world of the Helluva Boss series, and the reader now becoming a cartoon character with the same art style as the other Helluva Boss characters, rather than being a real life person), gender change (if the reader is a female, her breasts vanish as her female privates (vagina, ovaries, and uterus) 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, age change, height regression (shrinking from an average 5.7 foot or 6 foot height to only 3.9 feet tall), reality change (the reader's real world becoming the world of Helluva Boss), and mind/mental change (with the reader's personalities and memories being completely replaced with Moxxie's personality and memories, despite the reader's best efforts of fighting his/her new personality and memories, making the reader completely forget he was a normal person, even forgetting that the transformation that just occurred seconds ago, and only remembered ever being a male imp and a husband to Millie, always being an imp named Moxxie). For Moxxie's appearance (after the reader turned into his clone), he is an imp with red skin and white freckles on his cheeks, and he is shorter than Blitzo since he is 3.9 feet tall. Like all imps, he has a short reptilian-looking snout filled with white sharp teeth and without a nose, as well as having four fingered hands (instead of five as in humans), and he lacks any visible ears. His white pointy hair leads up to his curvy black and white striped horns. He also has yellow sclera with black slit pupils. Moxxie has a long red thin devil-like imp tail with a quadrilateral barb at the end, as well as lanky digitigrade legs ending in what appears to be cloven red hoofed feet, reminiscent of artiodactyls. Moxxie's usual outfit consists of a navy-black coat with red buttons and white cuffs, black toe-less pants a white shirt that has a black turtleneck, a large red bow-tie, and fingerless gloves. Moxxie is the I.M.P's weapon specialist; and as such, has a vast knowledge of weapons and often brings a variety of them along during jobs. He is often the most vocal and realistic of the employees of I.M.P (with Blitzo being the boss) regarding the company as a whole despite its dysfunctional environment and is bullied consequently. He is also shown to be insured about himself since he’s not physically strong since Striker, Lin and Joe was giving him a hard time since they believe physical strength is what makes a person strong. Moreover, he is an imp who is easily annoyed and rather clumsy, as he trips over their ritualistic book on the way through the portal to the living world. Despite being a murder-for-hire imp, it seems Moxxie is queasy with unnecessary killing beyond their targets. He also is uncomfortable with the idea of killing targets who have families, and attempts to give people second chances, as seen in "Murder Family". Moxxie is also shown to have a comical side, as when he talks about killing an entire family, he claims it might be alright if it was just a shitty dad or a mob family, saying "That's understandable" in an accent. When finding out Blitzo used to date Verosika Mayday, he asked if she had suffered blindness or brain damage, implying that a pop star such as her wouldn't usually date Blitzo unless they had some form of mental disability. When intoxicated (due to some human tourists shoving him into an alcohol barrel), he loses all common sense and becomes quite delusional, as shown when he asks Millie why she has "four heads", and high-fived her instead of grabbing her hand straightaway. He also is shown to become increasingly flirtatious with her when drunk. Here is Moxxie's abilities; Earthly fire immunity (As shown in the episode "Unhappy Campers", Moxxie is completely unharmed by the effects of human world fires), musical talent (Moxxie is a gifted singer and guitar player), bilingualism - (in addition to English, Moxxie is also fluent in a little Yiddish), acrobatics (Moxxie is nimble and agile in terms of fighting, as he swiftly dodged all the arrows shot at him while swinging away on a strand of rope to intervene in Keenie and Millie's fighting), songwriting (Moxxie is able to compose music, having written "Oh, Millie" in honor of his wife), weapon proficiency (Moxxie is proficient in the use of several weapons, most especially sniper rifles), disguise (just like Blitzo and Millie, Moxxie can utilize multiple earthly outfits to pass off as humans on Earth), cooking (Moxxie is shown to be good at cooking), climbing, swimming, and diving. Here is Moxxie's history; Moxxie was born in the Wrath Ring to Crimson and a unnamed female imp, but was raised and spent most of his life in the Greed Ring. Moxxie's relationship with his father and mother was bleak, with Crimson unhappy of Moxxie's lack of commitment to his criminal lifestyle, and his mother's attempts to steer him away from said lifestyle. It is hinted that Crimson ordered Moxxie's mother (Crimson's wife) to be murdered. Crimson continued to force Moxxie to accept his criminal obligations, such as forcing him to execute imps and participate in violent skirmishes. Moxxie was eventually elevated as a fully fledged member of his father's mafia. During his elevation to full member of the mafia, Moxxie met and immediately fell in love with Chazwick Thurman. The two dated for some time and were even involved in gang wars together, but their relationship ended when in a heist gone wrong Moxxie's leg was trapped and Chaz fled leaving Moxxie to be arrested. In prison, Moxxie met Blitzo and presumably helped him with his escape plan. At unknown points of time before the beginning of the series, Moxxie met and married Millie and joined I.M.P. For Moxxie's preferences (likes and dislikes); he likes cooking, culinary arts, musical theater, classical music, opera, his mother's kindness, being put in charge of missions, and Blitzo's approval as his boss. However, Moxxie dislikes Blitzo prying into his personal life, theme parks, theme park mascots, killing the innocent, pop music, Stolas' wrath, his father's (Crimson) abuse, Loona calling him fat, being the butt of the joke, and Millie stealing his spotlight. The story would be that Moxxie is fed up with the reader (who was at first unaware of the animated characters being self-aware about real life) laughing and viewing Moxxie as a butt of a joke from various things, for example, being joked around by his boss (Blitzo) and being called "fat" by Loona (Blitzo's adopted daughter and a hellhound); to teach the reader a lesson (and by some supernatural means), Moxxie came to the real world from one episode of Helluva Boss and pulled/sent the reader into the world of Helluva Boss, having already strapped the reader into an invention that Moxxie discovered on an alleyway, and started turning the reader into his clone. The reader tries fighting off the transformation and tells himself that he is not Moxxie, but is unable to do so, and the original Moxxie corrects the reader that he (the reader) is Moxxie and have been together ever since they were born, and he helps the reader to remember his true self (as Moxxie's identical twin brother with a same name). Thus, the reader completely turned into Moxxie's identical twin brother, with the reader (now Moxxie's identical twin brother), after he got out of the invention (after the straps from the machine are removed automatically by themselves), having no memory of ever being a human and remembered/knowing having always been a hellborn demon (more specifically an imp) and his name always being Moxxie (just like the original Moxxie), as well as being fully unaware of the transformation that had happened a moment ago (he doesn't know what just happened a moment ago due to his mind being fuzzy at a moment, before the original Moxxie told him that he (the reader) was having a headache, which the reader (the new Moxxie) realizes that he (the reader) did actually had a headache and thus explaining why everything was fuzzy for a moment), and now remembers everything that the original Moxxie also remembers since they both did the same missions and other stuff together since they were both born from the same imp parents, and both Moxxies love each other in a brotherly way (showing true affection to each other), as well as both loving Millie with no competition from each other. The machine, without the other I.M.P members knowing, also gave Blitzo, Millie, and Loona memories of Moxxie having an identical twin brother of the same name, before the machine vanishes completely and forever, and the I.M.P employees all act and believe as if it was normal (which to them, it really is normal and it had always had been this way, they all know that Moxxie always had a twin brother with a same name, and Millie genuinely loves both Moxxies as her two husbands). The transformation is permanent (meaning it is forever) and is completely irreversible. There should also be quotes from the characters in this story so we know what they're saying and what they're thinking.
Response: It was a typical Friday evening. I sat at my desk, the warm glow of my computer screen illuminating the dim room. The latest episode of Helluva Boss played, and I couldn’t help but chuckle at the antics of Blitzo, Millie, and, of course, Moxxie. Poor Moxxie was often the butt of the jokes, which somehow always seemed to happen in the show. Unbeknownst to me, the animated characters I so enjoyed had their own awareness. Moxxie, often tormented by his colleagues and watching my amusement through some arcane means, had reached a breaking point. Just as I laughed at another joke where Moxxie was called fat by Loona, a flash of intense light erupted from my screen. Suddenly, Moxxie himself appeared, an irritated scowl on his red face. "You think this is funny?" he sneered, his freckled cheeks wrinkling. Before I could comprehend what was happening, he grabbed my arm and pulled me toward the glowing portal that had inexplicably opened in my computer. “Wha— Moxxie?! What’s going on?!” My voice trembled as Moxxie’s grip only tightened. "Time for a change of perspective," he growled. The world spun around me, pulling me deeper and deeper into the vortex, leaving my reality behind. When the dizziness subsided, I found myself strapped to a bizarre contraption, an eerie yet futuristic machine with glowing symbols and whirring mechanisms. Moxxie stood over me, his eyes burning with a mix of determination and something else—was it pity? “Wait! What are you doing?!” I shouted, struggling against the restraints. “You wanted to laugh at me, so now you can see what it’s like,” Moxxie said, starting up the machine. “This invention... I found it in an alleyway. I didn’t think it would actually work, but it’s perfect for teaching someone like you a lesson.” Searing pain rippled through my body as the machine whirred to life, shifting my very essence. My skin turned a shade of red, smoother and tinted like Moxxie’s own. I shrank rapidly, feeling my bones and muscles reforming to fit a new, more compact shape. I tried to scream, but my voice cracked and wavered, becoming a higher pitch. I felt my fingers changing, losing a digit on each hand. In the midst of the chaos, I could feel changes below my waist—I no longer possessed my female features, the pain and sensation intensifying as my anatomy shifted and reformed into that of a male imp’s. "It's not true!" I clenched my eyes shut, trying to focus on my life before this. But with each second, my memories began to blur. My apartment, my job, my friends—all seemed like distant dreams, slipping away with terrifying speed. Moxxie's voice broke through my haze. “You’re not who you think you are. You’re Moxxie. You’ve always been Moxxie, my brother.” “No! I’m not... I’m not!” I screamed, but the effort was futile. "You are Moxxie," he repeated, gently now. “We’ve been together since we were born, remember?” My resistance faltered, my human thoughts blending into a slurry of forgotten moments. My mind rewired itself, replacing everything I knew with Moxxie’s memories—the same ones he was reminding me were ours, together. Missions, laughs, challenges—all with my brother by my side. The machine beeped, signaling the end of its process. The straps released automatically, and I stumbled out, my reality now filled with fiery landscapes and demonic entities. A headache pounded in my transformed skull. “Are you okay?” Moxxie asked, his voice now softer, more concerned. “I... had a headache,” I mumbled, rubbing my temples as the fuzziness in my mind cleared. “Yeah, just a headache,” Moxxie nodded. “It’s gone now, right?” “Yeah, you’re right,” I said, the familiarity of his voice calming me. “We’ve always been together, haven't we, brother?” “Of course,” Moxxie smiled, pulling me into a brotherly hug. “We’ve always been Moxxie, and we’ve always had each other’s backs.” Memories of human life drowned completely under the tidal wave of my new, demonic past. I could remember everything the same as my brother—our upbringing in the Wrath Ring, or time with our mafia father, and every single mission we had undertaken since we joined I.M.P. From afar, Blitzo approached, glancing between the two of us. "You twins okay?" he asked, grinning that usual, devilish grin. “Never better,” we both replied in unison. Millie, our loving wife, trotted over, giving us each a kiss on the cheek. “I’m so glad you’re both alright. Ready for our next mission?” “Always,” we replied, taking her hands. The machine that initiated this transformation vanished forever, leaving no trace of my former existence. Everyone around us, including Loona—the hellhound who loved to tease—continued as if it had always been normal for Moxxie to have an identical twin brother of the same name. Together, as twin brothers named Moxxie, we delved into our life full of adventures and challenges, forever transformed but filled with love, camaraderie, and a sense of belonging in the wild, fiery world of Helluva Boss.
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