Metamorphosis of the Mechanoid: Embracing Arcee's True Form
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The cube catches your eye immediately. Its futuristic design stands out against the familiar surroundings of your apartment. Curiosity piques you, drawing you closer as you reach out to grasp it. The moment your fingers touch its cool surface, a blinding light engulfs you. Panic rises like bile in your throat, and you try to scream, but no sound escapes your lips.
The light envelops your entire being, filling every crevice of your mind and body. You feel your flesh harden, twisting and reshaping. Your body lengthens, stretching upwards, your perspective changing as the apartment around you shrinks. You sense your chest expanding outward, and you instinctively bring your hands to your chest, feeling shapes that are undeniably breasts forming beneath your fingers.
"W-what...what is happening to me?" Your voice trembles, but it sounds higher, smoother. Panic claws at your insides as you search for answers, but your thoughts are muddled. Reality seems to shift and prod at the edges of your consciousness.
Down below, you feel a wet pop as your male genitals retract within you. The sensation is surreal, and you sink to your knees, your newly elongated and now metallic limbs clanging against the hardwood floor.
"I'm a girl? A robot?" You mutter, confusion saturating each word. Glancing down, you catch sight of your reflection in the glass. A towering, blue-plated humanoid robot with an undeniably feminine form stares back. Your robotic chest, with carefully crafted armor plating, gleams under the apartment's dim lighting. Your eyes β your optics β widen as realization takes hold.
"No, no, this can't be real!" You can't believe what you're seeing or feeling, but the reflection doesn't lie. You bring your hands to your new face, feeling the distinctly metallic and smooth silvery grey surface. The small red sliver on your head crest flickers dimly as if acknowledging your thoughts.
Memory fragments begin to flood your mind, clashing violently with your human recollections. Images of battles on Cybertron, allies like Optimus and Bumblebee, enemies like Starscream and Airachnid. You shake your head, desperate to fend off these intruding memories.
"I...I'm not Arcee...I'm not!" You clench your fists, trying in vain to hold on to the life you once led. But a voice β your own voice, but not β whispers through your mind, intertwining with your thoughts like an unshakable shadow.
"You were never a human, let alone a boy. You've always been Arcee," the voice insists. "It's all just a dream. The life you thought you had was nothing but an illusion. This is who you are."
You struggle against it, trying to call out for your loved ones, but their names slip through your mental grasp like sand. Your new memories assert themselves with growing intensity, filling the gaps left by your fading human life.
"Losing Tailgate, losing Cliffjumper...they were so close to me," you muse, the sorrow of their loss piercing through your heart like a palpable wound. You remember holding Optimus' hand as you faced death together, the sense of loyalty and camaraderie so strong it often eclipses your own sense of self.
No! Your human mind screams, trying to grasp any shred of what you once knew. But the voice, the conviction of Arcee's memories, smothers it relentlessly.
"Embrace who you are, Arcee. This is your true self, your true life." The voice is calm, almost soothing, layered with certainty.
Images and sensations blur together β your impeccable combat skills, your sassy remarks to Bulkhead and Smokescreen, the heartfelt and sometimes brutal protection of Jack and his mother. Your loyalty and fierce independence meld into the core of your being.
You look around, and the once-familiar apartment dissolves into the surroundings of the Autobot base. Your teammates, once figments of your mind, now tangible and real, approach you, their faces filled with concern and camaraderie.
Arcee, that human life was never real, you remind yourself. You've always been here, fighting for justice, for camaraderie. You feel a wave of acceptance wash over you, like a warm, comforting embrace.
As you settle into yourself, you momentarily think of your past life β was there even a past life? The thought is fleeting, quickly dismissed as irrelevant. You shake your head, feeling the small wings and tire that rest on your back adjust as you move.
"I've always been Arcee," you say, this time with conviction, your voice β your real voice β steady and sure. The memory of a mundane existence evaporates, irrelevant in your now vast repository of heroic exploits and noble battles. With a final nod to yourself, you stride forward, feeling every inch the warrior, the protector you were always meant to be.
This story was generated by user GenderChange with assistance by one of OpenAIβs large-scale language-generation model; prompts used to help generate the story are shown below.
Images were generated with OpenAI's AI system, DALLΒ·E 2, or uploaded by the user.
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Prompt: Write the POV transformation story of the male human reader turning into Arcee from the Transformers: Prime series, complete with gender change (the reader turning from male to female, a pair of womanly breasts grows on his chest, as body becomes more curvy and feminine with smaller waists and wider hips, while his male genitals invert itself and sucks into his body, but since the reader is turning into a robot, he completely loses his genitals), voice change, robotification (becoming a humanoid robot), height progression (turning from 5.7 feet tall or 6 feet tall to 16'5" feet (5 meters) tall due to becoming a tall Autobot rather than a flesh-and-blood being), age change, reality change (the reader's real world becoming the world of Transformers: Prime), and mind/mental change (with the reader's personality and memories being completely replaced with Arcee's personality and memories, as the voice tells the changing reader that she was never a human, let alone a boy, and always had been a robot, and a girl one at that, as well as confirming that she was never a mundane person, since she was daydreaming all this time, and that she has always been a giant robot named Arcee, despite the reader's best efforts on fighting off her new memories/personality, making her fully believe in the voice in her head and know that she had always been a hero and a robot, causing her to completely forget her previous self, since that was only a dream and not real, and remembers that she has always been a heroic Autobot named Arcee, which is her true self and true life). For Arcee's appearance (after the reader turned into her), she is an Autobot whose robot form's and motorcycle form's color is blue. In her vehicle mode, Arcee has a hologramic version of herself referred to as 'Sadie', who she rarely uses. In her robot mode, Arcee has small wings and a tire in her back. She has a built-in skirt, and her midriff is a dark grey color. She has two golden color ridges along her face and hands. She has blue plated bits of armor around her protruded chest. She has a small red colored sliver on her head crest, which is there at most times. Her face is a light silvery grey. Arcee has been shown to be an excellent fighter multiple times. She has two integrated blade-like weapons which she can use for melee combat. She also possesses two Energon Blasters. Here is Arcee's personality; Losing her two old partners, Tailgate and Cliffjumper, left a great impact on Arcee. This made her go the path of the "lone wolf" only when she chose to be alone. She seemed to be very strict, fairly mature, and seems to have limits to certain things, such as not joking around in serious situations. However, Arcee has shown to be very kind, loyal, respectful, caring, calm (most of the time), and quite friendly towards her allies. When Arcee was trapped in the Arctic with Optimus, she suggested that they play a game called "who screwed things up back at base." This indicates that she knows how to make the most out of situations. When they were close to dying, Arcee placed her left hand to hold on Optimus' left hand as they accepted their fates. This also shows that she can be very warm hearted, caring, and show tenderness to her friends like Optimus. Her loyalty to Optimus and the other Autobots have proven herself to be very honest and dedicated. In the episode "Metal Attraction", Arcee indicates to always take point, even though she was left like a third wheel. Arcee also indicates that while June may be overprotective of Jack, she remains protective of Jack and her other allies as well. In the episode "Speed Metal", Vince had insulted Arcee's motorcycle vehicle form, to which she allowed Jack to race her in a small race against Vince. During the race, she stated to Jack that winning isn't everything so he should instead make Vince cry as they succeeded in winning the race. This would show Arcee is not afraid of showing off her skills to others that judge her, even against human critics like Vince. As shown in the episodes "Sick Mind" and "Out of the Past", Arcee would use "profanity" Cybertronian terms like "Scrap" or "Frag" but they are both simple words that are not negative to humans. Besides her sweet side, Arcee is very strong and bold in any combat to protect herself or her allies, including other humans. In the episode "Predatory" and "Crisscross", Arcee held no hesitation to take on Airachnid one on one to protect Jack and his mother when Airachnid worked with MECH to kidnap Jack's mother. When Starscream was about to terminate Arcee in the episode "Partners", Arcee swung her blade on her arm at him so many times that she came close to terminating him until Bumblebee blankly stared at her as she was about to strike at Starscream but she held mercy as she lets Starscream escape. Arcee also appears to have rapid moves and skills, almost like a ninja. In the episode "Orion Pax Part 1", Arcee came aboard the Nemesis and attacked the Vehicons. She kicked, sliced, punched, used one as a shield to avoid getting blasted and killed them all without hesitation. This shows that Arcee is quite capable of handling foes on her own, but she would require back up like in the episode "Crossfire" where she needed assistance from the other Autobots. In Armada, Arcee even stated to Airachnid that she was not like her, thus proving that Arcee is not a remorseless assassain and stands up for her own moral principles, which included not terminating Airachnid's spark. In the episode "Operation: Bumblebee, Part 2", Arcee was dispirited when Ratchet picked her to help perform the transplant between Ratchet and Bumblebee, as she tried to put Optimus as a possible choice for Ratchet but Ratchet stated Optimus's hands were too large to perform the procedure. She seems to feel that she is more of an expert in the battlefield rather than in the medical field. However, despite Jack convincing her to go along with it, Arcee was relieved when she didn't get the chance as she went to retrieve the Forge of Solus Prime with Optimus and Bulkhead instead. She is also very sassy, sarcastic, and teasing at times around her fellow Autobots and human allies. In the episode "Masters and Students", Arcee sarcastically asked Jack if he could build her a human intestine. In the episode "Con Job", she sarcastically asked Bulkhead about Wheeljack, by stating "So who's the boyfriend?" In the episode "Hard Knocks", she teased Smokescreen on "destiny". Besides her Autobot friends, she would even keep her human friends, like Miko, company. Arcee enjoys hanging with her friends as she feels comfortable around them and she also appears to like taking oil baths. Like Optimus, Ultra Magnus, and Ratchet, Arcee shows less emotion. She would smile and laugh at certain things that seemed entertaining or amusing. The story would be that the reader has found a cube (which looked futuristic for some reason) in or around the reader's apartment room or suburban home, and as he held the cube, the blinding light engulfed him, causing the whole transformation to occur. After the physical transformation, the reader checks her former private parts and her chest by touching, shocked to find that they had been replaced by their feminine, yet robotic counterparts (with her chest now having breasts and her privates already inverted itself with a wet "pop" noise), making her realize in shock and confusion that she was now a girl, and also realizes the she is now literally a robot, even telling herself all of that. Following the physical changes, the reader tries her best on fighting off the new memories and personality (such as calling for her friends/family and/or shaking her head in a vain attempt to loose those new memories/personality), but to no avail as she begins to forget her mundane life and remember her new life as Arcee. Near the end of the story (and long after the transformation ended), Arcee would briefly remember/thought of her previous life as a mundane human, but she soon forgets about it as she knows that she has always been Arcee and she knows that her mundane life as a human was all just a dream, not reality (meaning her mundane life as an ordinary boy was not real and never was real to begin with), and Arcee is content to know that her life as Arcee is the only true/real life. 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: The cube catches your eye immediately. Its futuristic design stands out against the familiar surroundings of your apartment. Curiosity piques you, drawing you closer as you reach out to grasp it. The moment your fingers touch its cool surface, a blinding light engulfs you. Panic rises like bile in your throat, and you try to scream, but no sound escapes your lips. The light envelops your entire being, filling every crevice of your mind and body. You feel your flesh harden, twisting and reshaping. Your body lengthens, stretching upwards, your perspective changing as the apartment around you shrinks. You sense your chest expanding outward, and you instinctively bring your hands to your chest, feeling shapes that are undeniably breasts forming beneath your fingers. "W-what...what is happening to me?" Your voice trembles, but it sounds higher, smoother. Panic claws at your insides as you search for answers, but your thoughts are muddled. Reality seems to shift and prod at the edges of your consciousness. Down below, you feel a wet pop as your male genitals retract within you. The sensation is surreal, and you sink to your knees, your newly elongated and now metallic limbs clanging against the hardwood floor. "I'm a girl? A robot?" You mutter, confusion saturating each word. Glancing down, you catch sight of your reflection in the glass. A towering, blue-plated humanoid robot with an undeniably feminine form stares back. Your robotic chest, with carefully crafted armor plating, gleams under the apartment's dim lighting. Your eyes β your optics β widen as realization takes hold. "No, no, this can't be real!" You can't believe what you're seeing or feeling, but the reflection doesn't lie. You bring your hands to your new face, feeling the distinctly metallic and smooth silvery grey surface. The small red sliver on your head crest flickers dimly as if acknowledging your thoughts. Memory fragments begin to flood your mind, clashing violently with your human recollections. Images of battles on Cybertron, allies like Optimus and Bumblebee, enemies like Starscream and Airachnid. You shake your head, desperate to fend off these intruding memories. "I...I'm not Arcee...I'm not!" You clench your fists, trying in vain to hold on to the life you once led. But a voice β your own voice, but not β whispers through your mind, intertwining with your thoughts like an unshakable shadow. "You were never a human, let alone a boy. You've always been Arcee," the voice insists. "It's all just a dream. The life you thought you had was nothing but an illusion. This is who you are." You struggle against it, trying to call out for your loved ones, but their names slip through your mental grasp like sand. Your new memories assert themselves with growing intensity, filling the gaps left by your fading human life. "Losing Tailgate, losing Cliffjumper...they were so close to me," you muse, the sorrow of their loss piercing through your heart like a palpable wound. You remember holding Optimus' hand as you faced death together, the sense of loyalty and camaraderie so strong it often eclipses your own sense of self. No! Your human mind screams, trying to grasp any shred of what you once knew. But the voice, the conviction of Arcee's memories, smothers it relentlessly. "Embrace who you are, Arcee. This is your true self, your true life." The voice is calm, almost soothing, layered with certainty. Images and sensations blur together β your impeccable combat skills, your sassy remarks to Bulkhead and Smokescreen, the heartfelt and sometimes brutal protection of Jack and his mother. Your loyalty and fierce independence meld into the core of your being. You look around, and the once-familiar apartment dissolves into the surroundings of the Autobot base. Your teammates, once figments of your mind, now tangible and real, approach you, their faces filled with concern and camaraderie. Arcee, that human life was never real, you remind yourself. You've always been here, fighting for justice, for camaraderie. You feel a wave of acceptance wash over you, like a warm, comforting embrace. As you settle into yourself, you momentarily think of your past life β was there even a past life? The thought is fleeting, quickly dismissed as irrelevant. You shake your head, feeling the small wings and tire that rest on your back adjust as you move. "I've always been Arcee," you say, this time with conviction, your voice β your real voice β steady and sure. The memory of a mundane existence evaporates, irrelevant in your now vast repository of heroic exploits and noble battles. With a final nod to yourself, you stride forward, feeling every inch the warrior, the protector you were always meant to be.
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