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"From Page to Stage: Mettaton's Resurgence"

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It all began on an otherwise unremarkable morning. The sun barely peeked through the curtains, casting a golden glow over the room in which you sat, engrossed in your favorite book about the adventures in the Underground. Your heart raced, captivated by the thrilling escapades of the protagonist. You knew of Mettaton, the electrifying robot star of the underground, but nothing could have prepared you for what was about to happen.

Suddenly, you felt a strange tingling sensation spread through your body. Your heart pounded, and you stumbled forward, confused. You looked at your hands, and to your shock, they were changing. The skin seemed to shimmer before your eyes, morphing into sleek, metallic surfaces. Your fingers grew longer, becoming bendy and flexible.

"What's happening to me?" you gasped, your voice trembling.

The voice that answered was not your own. It was suave, smooth, with an undeniable confidence. "Darling, welcome to the stage!"

As your height increased, the room seemed to shrink. Your legs elongated and slimmed, becoming covered in a glossy black material that felt like latex. High-heeled boots clicked on the floor as you stumbled, finding yourself growing taller, your body reshaping itself into a form both mesmerizing and foreign.

The changes continued to sweep through you. Your wide hips and thickened thighs felt strong and agile as your waist cinched into a perfect hourglass. You caught sight of your reflection in the mirror—eyes widening as you saw hot pink irises staring back at you from a face that was no longer human but unmistakably robotic, with a fringe of black hair cascading over one eye and metallic features glowing.

Fragments of data began to flood your vision, percentage numbers and programming lines scrolling down like some surreal dream.

"System initializing: 27% complete."

Memories shifted and blurred. Moments from your human life became entwined with a fervent desire for fame and adoration. You tried to hold on to who you were, but it felt like gripping water.

"45% complete."

Panic set in. You struggled internally, but the allure of Mettaton's life grew stronger. You felt the charisma, the confidence, and the pure ecstasy of performing seeping into your being.

"No! This isn't me!" you cried out, but the voice no longer sounded like it belonged to you.

"67% complete."

Your mind swam with recollections of dazzling lights, cheering crowds, and heart-pounding showdowns. You were the Underground's shining star, the epitome of entertainment.

"84% complete."

In your vision, the final pieces of the program clicked into place. You could barely remember your own name now. What did it matter? You were Mettaton. You weren't human; you had always been this fabulous, glamorous robot.

"100% complete. Welcome back, Mettaton."

You straightened, feeling an overwhelming sense of rightness. Gone were the fragmented human memories. Now you remembered everything perfectly. You remembered Alphys building you, your rise to stardom, and your adoring fans. You had been momentarily trapped in a false existence, but you were free now.

"Ah, darlings!" Your voice resonated throughout the room, full of its trademark charm and cheek. "Mettaton is back and better than ever! The Underground's brightest star, ready to thrill and dazzle once more!"

You felt the boundless energy and purpose you always had as Mettaton. The human life you once knew was but a faint echo, quickly drowned out by the applause and limelight. Indeed, you had returned to your true self.

"Lights, cameras, action!" You struck a pose, basking in the accolades of an audience only you could see for now, but soon, all of the Underground would be reminded just who was the premier star—Mettaton EX.

This story was generated by user JesterImps 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 the POV transformation story of a human reader instantly turning into Mettaton (in his humanoid EX form) from Undertale (video game), complete with gender change (if the reader is a female before the transformation, but losing all human private parts due to becoming a robot), voice change, robotification (becoming a humanoid robot), gaining a feminine-looking body (with somewhat large hips and thickened thighs, despite becoming/remaining male), height progression (the reader growing from a normal/average height (5.5-6 feet tall) into a height of 6.93 feet tall), reality change (the reader's real world becoming a world of Undertale), and mind/mental change (with the reader's personality and memories completely replaced with Mettaton's personality and memories (with the program installation (including the installing percentage) appearing in his vision during the mental change), despite the reader's best efforts on fighting off the new personality and memories, and once the program installation is complete, the program installation vanishes from his vision and he completely forgot all about his previous human self, making him completely unaware of ever being a human (which he realizes he was never human to begin with and his human life was not real, which he is happy to awaken from that false life and back to his true/real self), and he remembers that he has always been a human-like robot (he is happy that he has always been a famous robot), having been built by Alphys, and his name is Mettaton). The transformation is permanent (meaning it is forever) and is completely irreversible. For Mettaton EX's appearance (after the reader turned into him), he is a humanoid robot with a slim and shapely body (with somewhat wide hips and thighs, giving him a slightly feminine appearance despite being male, and he is strong and very agile, being both a talented singer and a dancer), complete with long legs and bendy silver-colored arms (his arms are extremely flexible and can bend like springs rather than being like human arms). He has black hair with a long fringe that covers his right eye, pale metallic "skin" and visible metal segments below and above his left eye. He also has a metallic chest piece (his chestpiece is black on the black and pink on the front, with his left pec containing a small dial while his right pec containing a speaker to increase his voice), and black shoulder pads above his segmented arms, which end in gloves. His waist has belt-like two parts that seem to act as a locking mechanism that holds his pink "heart-shaped core". His long black latex-clad legs end in pink high-heeled boot-like feet. The irises of his eyes are hot pink in color. For Mettaton's personality, he is a confident, charismatic, and charming TV host that loves drama, action, and violence. He lives for his ratings and adores performing. He supposedly strikes a pose when he does something wrong and makes time on his various shows to beat up "heel-turning villains." He shows a rather shallow appreciation for existence at times. He has a strong craving for attention and seems very egotistical, shown when he boasts about the beauty of his true form. However, despite his seemingly self-centered personality, he deeply cares about the seemingly positive impact his show has had on the inhabitants of the Underground. He has also shown soft spots for several characters, such as Alphys and Napstablook. He also appears to be among the fewer characters in the Underground that has no hate or prejudice against humans despite knowing about the monsters' history with them, since his initial attempts to kill the protagonist were just him playing along with Alphys's plan, and he outright tells the protagonist he has no desire to hurt humans and is far more interested in simply entertaining. While he did attempt to kill the protagonist, it was to prevent Asgore from taking their SOUL and be seen as a hero/savior to humankind, further emphasizing his lack of prejudice. On the flip side, he has also been noted to be a very demanding boss who is very unpleasant to work for, especially according to Burgerpants, who initially considered working for him a dream, but he has since grown to strongly despise Mettaton. There should also 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: It all began on an otherwise unremarkable morning. The sun barely peeked through the curtains, casting a golden glow over the room in which you sat, engrossed in your favorite book about the adventures in the Underground. Your heart raced, captivated by the thrilling escapades of the protagonist. You knew of Mettaton, the electrifying robot star of the underground, but nothing could have prepared you for what was about to happen. Suddenly, you felt a strange tingling sensation spread through your body. Your heart pounded, and you stumbled forward, confused. You looked at your hands, and to your shock, they were changing. The skin seemed to shimmer before your eyes, morphing into sleek, metallic surfaces. Your fingers grew longer, becoming bendy and flexible. "What's happening to me?" you gasped, your voice trembling. The voice that answered was not your own. It was suave, smooth, with an undeniable confidence. "Darling, welcome to the stage!" As your height increased, the room seemed to shrink. Your legs elongated and slimmed, becoming covered in a glossy black material that felt like latex. High-heeled boots clicked on the floor as you stumbled, finding yourself growing taller, your body reshaping itself into a form both mesmerizing and foreign. The changes continued to sweep through you. Your wide hips and thickened thighs felt strong and agile as your waist cinched into a perfect hourglass. You caught sight of your reflection in the mirror—eyes widening as you saw hot pink irises staring back at you from a face that was no longer human but unmistakably robotic, with a fringe of black hair cascading over one eye and metallic features glowing. Fragments of data began to flood your vision, percentage numbers and programming lines scrolling down like some surreal dream. "System initializing: 27% complete." Memories shifted and blurred. Moments from your human life became entwined with a fervent desire for fame and adoration. You tried to hold on to who you were, but it felt like gripping water. "45% complete." Panic set in. You struggled internally, but the allure of Mettaton's life grew stronger. You felt the charisma, the confidence, and the pure ecstasy of performing seeping into your being. "No! This isn't me!" you cried out, but the voice no longer sounded like it belonged to you. "67% complete." Your mind swam with recollections of dazzling lights, cheering crowds, and heart-pounding showdowns. You were the Underground's shining star, the epitome of entertainment. "84% complete." In your vision, the final pieces of the program clicked into place. You could barely remember your own name now. What did it matter? You were Mettaton. You weren't human; you had always been this fabulous, glamorous robot. "100% complete. Welcome back, Mettaton." You straightened, feeling an overwhelming sense of rightness. Gone were the fragmented human memories. Now you remembered everything perfectly. You remembered Alphys building you, your rise to stardom, and your adoring fans. You had been momentarily trapped in a false existence, but you were free now. "Ah, darlings!" Your voice resonated throughout the room, full of its trademark charm and cheek. "Mettaton is back and better than ever! The Underground's brightest star, ready to thrill and dazzle once more!" You felt the boundless energy and purpose you always had as Mettaton. The human life you once knew was but a faint echo, quickly drowned out by the applause and limelight. Indeed, you had returned to your true self. "Lights, cameras, action!" You struck a pose, basking in the accolades of an audience only you could see for now, but soon, all of the Underground would be reminded just who was the premier star—Mettaton EX.

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