## **A Stroll Through Hell**
It was a lazy afternoon, and you found yourself relaxing in your living room, scrolling through online comics. You stumbled upon a fan-made transformation comic titled "A Lesson in Manners - TF TG." Intrigued, you began to read. The series depicted Moxxie from the animated show Helluva Boss forcibly transformed into a middle-aged human woman. Something about it was both humorous and unsettling.
"Ugh, these transformation comics are so weird," you muttered, leaning back against your couch. Little did you know, in the depths of Hell, Moxxie himself had come across the very same comic.
"This is just humiliating," Moxxie growled, glaring at the comic. "Who even comes up with this crap? Well, two can play at this game."
He grabbed a work paper from I.M.P's office, scribbling out your details and replacing them with his own in precise pen strokes. "This human has no idea what's about to hit them."
As you continued scrolling, you noticed an odd, tingly sensation spreading through your body. It started at your fingertips, like static electricity or the feeling of stepping into a cold pool. Your pulse quickened.
"What's going on?" you wondered aloud, feeling a sudden itch on your scalp. Reaching up, you touched it and gasped as your hair felt different—sharper, like quills. "These clothes don't suit a proper assassin. He must have an elegant suit."
To your horror, your attire began to shift. Your comfortable T-shirt and jeans morphed into a navy-black coat with red buttons, accompanied by black toe-less pants. Fingerless gloves materialized around your hands as your shoes vanished, replaced by red cloven hooves.
"Where are the horns? Can't be an imp without them."
A sharp pain erupted from your forehead as two curvy, black and white striped horns broke through the skin. Your nails elongated into claws, and your teeth sharpened drastically.
Desperately, you staggered to the bathroom mirror, witnessing a red-skinned, impish creature staring back at you with yellow eyes and black slit pupils. "Why doesn't he have a tail? He is an imp, after all, so he should have a tail."
The transformation continued as a long, red, thin devil-like tail sprouted from your lower back, ending in a barbed tip. In horror, you realized how much smaller you'd become. "Imps aren't this tall. Must make him smaller since he is a true imp."
You shrank rapidly, your height plummeting from six feet to just 3.9 feet tall. The room around you seemed to grow as you diminished in stature.
"No, this can't be happening," you tried to reason, your voice hitching in terror. But it wasn't even your voice—this was Moxxie's voice. "Can't have mortal memories plague this imp; he is better off with knowledge of weaponry."
A flood of unfamiliar thoughts and memories surged into your mind. You clutched your head, fighting to retain your identity. "No! I can't forget who I am!" But the resistance was futile. Moxxie's memories overwhelmed your own, replacing every fragment of your human past.
"You’ve always been Moxxie, husband to Millie, weapon specialist for I.M.P," a voice echoed inside your mind as your memories of Earth and your humanity vanished into oblivion.
Finally, the last detail sealed your transformation. "And now for this guy's real species, age, gender, birthplace, personality, preferences, and few other details."
The apartment around you morphed, paper-thin walls shifting into a red musical note-themed wallpaper. Daggers appeared stabbed into the doorframes. Your surroundings felt impossibly familiar, and there was no trace of your former home.
"What was I thinking a moment ago?" you questioned, only realizing now that you had no clue. "Oh, well. Moxxie, the weapon specialist for I.M.P, reporting in."
The door flew open, and in walked another Moxxie—identical in every way, except a knowing smile on his face. "Hey, brother. I finally found you."
"Brother?" you asked, confused at first but then relaxing as memories assured this was true. "Yeah, I've been missing, haven't I?"
"Yes," Moxxie replied, embracing the extreme realism of the moment. "But you're back now. They tried to take you away, but I fixed it. You're home."
You couldn't be happier, hugging your identical twin brother tightly. "Thanks, Moxxie. It's good to be home."
The two of you walked together into your shared apartment, feeling an unimaginable kinship. No thoughts of Earth, no memories of humanity—only the life of Moxxie, as you always believed it to be.
---
The final, completed application lay forgotten on a desk in Hell's Pride Ring:
**Before Transformation:**
- **Species:** Human
- **Gender:** [Your Gender]
- **Outfit:** Casual modern clothing
- **Appearance:** [Your Height and Look]
- **Height:** 5.7-6 feet
- **Personality:** [Your Personal Traits]
- **Preferences:** [Your Preferences]
- **Birthplace:** Earth
- **Family:** [Your Human Family]
- **Friends:** [Your Human Friends]
**After Transformation:**
- **Species:** Imp
- **Gender:** Male
- **Outfit:** Elegant assassin suit
- **Appearance:** Red skin, white-pointy hair, black and white horns
- **Height:** 3.9 feet
- **Personality:** Knowledge of weaponry, loyal, queasy with unnecessary killing, comical at times
- **Preferences:** Cooking, musical theater, Blitzo’s approval, dislikes unnecessary prying and theme parks
- **Birthplace:** Hell
- **Family:** Identical twin brother Moxxie, wife Millie
- **Friends:** Employees at I.M.P
Thus, with no recollection of your prior self, you embraced your true identity as Moxxie's twin, content and at home in Hell as the world you knew before faded completely from existence.
This story was generated by user DylanVsFizzarolli7 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 a POV transformation story of the human reader completely turning into an identical clone of Moxxie (from the 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), clothes change, age change, voice change (the reader's voice completely changes into Moxxie's voice), height regression (shrinking from an average 5.7-6 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 (not wanting to lose his/her personality or memories), making the reader completely forget (being completely unaware that) he was a human just seconds ago, even completely forgetting that the transformation that just occurred seconds ago and completely forgetting that he was in the reader's human world a moment ago, and only remembered ever being a male imp and a husband to Millie, always being an imp named Moxxie). For VivziePop's rendition of Hell (as depicted from the Hazbin Hotel series and the Helluva Boss series), it is the supernatural realm of demons. It is not the fiery pits of torment or a wasteland (unlike in most myths or pop culture), but it is inhabited by a population of indigenous hellborn: entities that were born in Hell, and sinners: Humans who have died and have had their souls sent to Hell. The atmosphere is presented as perpetually choleric, disorderly, and noxious, though capable of supporting carbon-based lifeforms. Hell's geography is divided into Seven Rings, as first revealed by the lyrics in the song "You Will Be Ok". Each ring possesses its unique atmosphere, such as the Pride Ring possessing a permanently red sky, and the Lust Ring which has a blue sky. Hellborn demons have the ability to traverse across any of the rings, made easily accessible via an extensive elevator network, whereas sinner demons are confined to the top-most ring, the Pride Ring, by methods and reasons unknown. Hell's society is incredibly chaotic due to the unstable and hostile disposition of its populace. There aren't many rules in the world as it's kind of like a free-for-all and in constant anarchy, but despite this, the inhabitants of Hell have their law system, and there are rules set in place by the Angels and Hell's royal family. The realm also appears to be capable of providing and maintaining rudimentary public services, evidenced by the appearance of firefighters in the episode "Murder Family" of Helluva Boss. Within Hell's civilization, there exists a crude form of hierarchy defined by power, with all of Hell being ruled by a king: the fallen angel Lucifer Morningstar, whose daughter and heir apparent is Princess Charlie, and whose son and heir is the fallen angel reader (who is a prince and also the ruler of Hell alongside his father, Lucifer Morningstar). (The levels of this hierarchy are broken up from top-to-bottom as follows: Lucifer Morningstar - The King of Hell; Charlie Morningstar - The Princess of Hell, heir apparent to Hell's throne; The Seven Deadly Sins; The Ars Goetia - Hellborn Demons with royal status, including Prince Stolas; Overlords - Demons who wield considerable power/influence in the Pride Ring; Sinners - Demons who were once humans on Earth, having sinned were damned to Hell; Hellborn demons - Succubi, Incubi, and other species of demons native to Hell; Imps and Hellhounds - The bottom of Hell's society) The Pride Ring suffers from mass overpopulation of sinner demons which Exorcists from Heaven attempt to solve through the exterminations, which is a mass genocide of its inhabitants. These are conducted primarily to reduce Hell's sinner population, leaving Hellborn denizens unharmed as per an agreement Lucifer made with Heaven's leadership. Charlie aims to stop this by giving sinners a chance to rehabilitate and redeem themselves by checking into her hotel and later ascending to Heaven. For the appearance of Moxxie's and Millie's apartment, the walls of the entire apartment have a musical note-themed wallpaper. The entryway door is brown with a peephole, a small carpet, and two daggers stabbed into the corner of the doorframe. Beside the door is Moxxie and Millie's wedding photo above a small drawer table with eye flowers in a green vase and two candles. The living room has a couch with rips and several daggers in it, a low coffee table on a carpet, and a small flat screen television. The living room wall has three playbills, three daggers, and a pipe running up to the roof. Moxxie and Millie's bedroom walls have several musical-related items. The bed has a large bedhead with jewels and a heart-like design on the front, and several daggers stabbed in it. On Moxxie's side of the bed is a bedside table with an alarm clock. On Millie's side of the bed is what appears to be a crooked lamp, and a dagger stabbed into a bedside table. For Moxxie's appearance (after the reader turned into his clone), he is a 26 year old 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. For Moxxie's personality, he is often the most vocal and realistic of the employees (his boss is Blitzo) 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. 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 bad dad or a mob family, saying "That's understandable" in an accent. 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. Here's the history of Moxxie according to the Helluva Boss series (long before this transformation story took place); 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 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. The story is that Moxxie got upset and mutters over seeing a fan-made transformation 3-part comic (titled "A lesson in manners - TF TG", coming in part 1, part 2, and part 3) from online, which had him transformed into a 52 year old (5.6 foot tall) human woman in both body and mind by the same identical woman with an application paper (which this comic was made by a random DeviantArt user with a username "tf-plaza") since he hates seeing himself being forcibly transformed, so as payback, Moxxie (while still in Hell in the world of Helluva Boss) has an idea that he wants to do and he then rewrites the the human reader's application (on a work paper which he had found from I.M.P's office area somewhere, scribbling out or blanking out every human reader's detail and replacing them with every Moxxie's detail, all with a pen) from the human reader (who is still in the real world until the transformation occurs) and completely changes the application to fully match Moxxie's, causing the reader (who is fully unaware of Moxxie doing all of this) to feel really twitchy and tingly as the reader starts to completely transform (with each detail from the application describing the reader not having any human clothes or human anatomy and instead having impish features), with each detail being said while the transformation is happening (the reader is completely unaware that Moxxie is doing it and doesn't know what's happening). After all that, and when the human reader is now completely Moxxie in form, he then feels his human personality and memories completely fading away, making the reader truly dizzy (making the reader hold his head), as Moxxie's personality and memories completely replaces the reader's old ones (the application that Moxxie is writing also describes that, and the reader now remembers himself always being Moxxie, even remembering his history as Moxxie and being with the (original) Moxxie as his twin brother, given the same name as his twin brother, the reader remembering himself having been together with the (original) Moxxie through adventures and misadventures ever since they were born in one day from the same parents), and the reader (now fully Moxxie) was confused and questioned on what was he thinking a moment ago, and he was happy about being an imp named Moxxie. Finalizing everything, Moxxie then writes down the reader's new (or rather true) birthplace in Hell, and being the completely identical twin brother of Moxxie with the exact same name, causing the reader's reality to completely and fully warp/morph into Moxxie's and Millie's apartment (where Moxxie and Millie currently live) located in Imp City (in the Pride Ring of Hell), as depicted in Hazbin Hotel and Helluva Boss, and the reader, who is now fully unaware of his previous human life or home, is happy about not being in the reader's old human home on Earth (which he is now fully unaware and unfamiliar of ever living in) and he is now truly familiar with his home in Hell with his brother Moxxie (the original one), even commenting on how familiar and homely this apartment feels (he feels truly home here, and he remembers everything that the original Moxxie also remembers, having been through adventures and misadventures together). After all that, Moxxie explains to the reader that the reader (who is the second Moxxie) has been fixed and brought back to where he belongs (with the original Moxxie in Hell), and explains to the reader that the reader (the second Moxxie) has been missing for a while; the reader (the second Moxxie) is happy to hear that, and he is grateful for Moxxie and thanks Moxxie for saving the reader (the second Moxxie), with Moxxie (who says that he should be thanking the reader for having his brother (the reader) home with him for the first time since a while), before both the reader and Moxxie comes into Moxxie's home in relief and spend time together being affectionate brothers who care deeply for each other. The transformation is permanent (meaning that it is forever) and is completely irreversible. There should be quotes from the characters in this story (including quotes from the reader and Moxxie, as well as quotes from each application details that Moxxie writes) so we know what they're saying and what they're thinking. The application details written by Moxxie (not seen by the reader, but silently heard by the reader) would say various contradictory details of the reader's self, body and life; for example but not limited to these quotes, one detail, when the reader's clothes change, would say that "These clothes don't suit a proper assassin. He must have an elegant suit.", and when the reader's hair changes and when he's growing tall horns, that another detail says that "Where are the horns? Can't be an imp without them.", and when the reader is growing a devil-like imp tail, would say that "Why doesn't he have a tail? He is an imp after all, so he should have a tail.", then while the reader is shrinking to just 3.9 feet tall, this other details says that "Imps aren't this tall. Must make him smaller since he is a true imp.", while during the reader's mind/mental change, would say that "Can't have mortal memories plague this imp, he is better off with knowledge of weaponry.", and finally, when the reader's reality literally transforms into Hell as depicted from Hazbin Hotel and Helluva Boss, the last detail says that "And now for this guy's real species, age, gender, birthplace, personality, preferences, and few other details.". There should also be the full application shown near the end of the story with all details (species, gender, outfit, appearance, height, personality, preferences, birthplace, family, friends, etc), from before the reader's transformation into Moxxie's lookalike twin brother, and after the reader's transformation into Moxxie's lookalike twin brother. 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: ## **A Stroll Through Hell** It was a lazy afternoon, and you found yourself relaxing in your living room, scrolling through online comics. You stumbled upon a fan-made transformation comic titled "A Lesson in Manners - TF TG." Intrigued, you began to read. The series depicted Moxxie from the animated show Helluva Boss forcibly transformed into a middle-aged human woman. Something about it was both humorous and unsettling. "Ugh, these transformation comics are so weird," you muttered, leaning back against your couch. Little did you know, in the depths of Hell, Moxxie himself had come across the very same comic. "This is just humiliating," Moxxie growled, glaring at the comic. "Who even comes up with this crap? Well, two can play at this game." He grabbed a work paper from I.M.P's office, scribbling out your details and replacing them with his own in precise pen strokes. "This human has no idea what's about to hit them." As you continued scrolling, you noticed an odd, tingly sensation spreading through your body. It started at your fingertips, like static electricity or the feeling of stepping into a cold pool. Your pulse quickened. "What's going on?" you wondered aloud, feeling a sudden itch on your scalp. Reaching up, you touched it and gasped as your hair felt different—sharper, like quills. "These clothes don't suit a proper assassin. He must have an elegant suit." To your horror, your attire began to shift. Your comfortable T-shirt and jeans morphed into a navy-black coat with red buttons, accompanied by black toe-less pants. Fingerless gloves materialized around your hands as your shoes vanished, replaced by red cloven hooves. "Where are the horns? Can't be an imp without them." A sharp pain erupted from your forehead as two curvy, black and white striped horns broke through the skin. Your nails elongated into claws, and your teeth sharpened drastically. Desperately, you staggered to the bathroom mirror, witnessing a red-skinned, impish creature staring back at you with yellow eyes and black slit pupils. "Why doesn't he have a tail? He is an imp, after all, so he should have a tail." The transformation continued as a long, red, thin devil-like tail sprouted from your lower back, ending in a barbed tip. In horror, you realized how much smaller you'd become. "Imps aren't this tall. Must make him smaller since he is a true imp." You shrank rapidly, your height plummeting from six feet to just 3.9 feet tall. The room around you seemed to grow as you diminished in stature. "No, this can't be happening," you tried to reason, your voice hitching in terror. But it wasn't even your voice—this was Moxxie's voice. "Can't have mortal memories plague this imp; he is better off with knowledge of weaponry." A flood of unfamiliar thoughts and memories surged into your mind. You clutched your head, fighting to retain your identity. "No! I can't forget who I am!" But the resistance was futile. Moxxie's memories overwhelmed your own, replacing every fragment of your human past. "You’ve always been Moxxie, husband to Millie, weapon specialist for I.M.P," a voice echoed inside your mind as your memories of Earth and your humanity vanished into oblivion. Finally, the last detail sealed your transformation. "And now for this guy's real species, age, gender, birthplace, personality, preferences, and few other details." The apartment around you morphed, paper-thin walls shifting into a red musical note-themed wallpaper. Daggers appeared stabbed into the doorframes. Your surroundings felt impossibly familiar, and there was no trace of your former home. "What was I thinking a moment ago?" you questioned, only realizing now that you had no clue. "Oh, well. Moxxie, the weapon specialist for I.M.P, reporting in." The door flew open, and in walked another Moxxie—identical in every way, except a knowing smile on his face. "Hey, brother. I finally found you." "Brother?" you asked, confused at first but then relaxing as memories assured this was true. "Yeah, I've been missing, haven't I?" "Yes," Moxxie replied, embracing the extreme realism of the moment. "But you're back now. They tried to take you away, but I fixed it. You're home." You couldn't be happier, hugging your identical twin brother tightly. "Thanks, Moxxie. It's good to be home." The two of you walked together into your shared apartment, feeling an unimaginable kinship. No thoughts of Earth, no memories of humanity—only the life of Moxxie, as you always believed it to be. --- The final, completed application lay forgotten on a desk in Hell's Pride Ring: **Before Transformation:** - **Species:** Human - **Gender:** [Your Gender] - **Outfit:** Casual modern clothing - **Appearance:** [Your Height and Look] - **Height:** 5.7-6 feet - **Personality:** [Your Personal Traits] - **Preferences:** [Your Preferences] - **Birthplace:** Earth - **Family:** [Your Human Family] - **Friends:** [Your Human Friends] **After Transformation:** - **Species:** Imp - **Gender:** Male - **Outfit:** Elegant assassin suit - **Appearance:** Red skin, white-pointy hair, black and white horns - **Height:** 3.9 feet - **Personality:** Knowledge of weaponry, loyal, queasy with unnecessary killing, comical at times - **Preferences:** Cooking, musical theater, Blitzo’s approval, dislikes unnecessary prying and theme parks - **Birthplace:** Hell - **Family:** Identical twin brother Moxxie, wife Millie - **Friends:** Employees at I.M.P Thus, with no recollection of your prior self, you embraced your true identity as Moxxie's twin, content and at home in Hell as the world you knew before faded completely from existence.
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