As you lounged on your couch, bathed in pale blue light emitted by the television, you couldn't help but snicker at Moxxie's misfortunes. The imp was undeniably the butt of every joke in Helluva Boss, whether it was Blitzo calling him out or Loona dismissing him with a demeaning "fat" remark. It was just too easy to laugh at his expense, especially when your own life seemed so overwhelmingly monotonous in comparison.
But tonight was different. Something tangled within the realms of reality and fiction twisted harsher than ever before. As another episode of Helluva Boss came to an end, the screen flickered and went black. You idly reached for the remote, but a loud, thundering noise stopped you in your tracks.
From the inky blackness of the screen emerged Moxxie himself, stepping out of the television as if it were the most natural thing in the world. Your jaw dropped as he strolled into your living room, his yellow eyes bore into you, a tinge of frustration simmering in their demonic depths.
"You think it's funny, don't you?" Moxxie spat, his voice sharper than his usual quips. "Laughing at my misfortunes all the time."
"Are you... real?" you stammered, heart pounding in your chest.
"Damn right I am," he replied, grabbing your wrist. “And I’m about to teach you something very real.”
Suddenly, you were yanked towards the television. Everything went dark in an instant before you felt a cold sliver wrapping around your chest and wrists. When the light returned, you found yourself strapped into some strange contraption, Moxxie’s face incredibly close to yours.
“Welcome to my world,” he said, smirking. "Now it's your turn to see things from my perspective."
Panic surged through you, your mind racing in all directions. You struggled against the bindings, but it was futile. And then it began — an unimaginable pain rippling through your body. You tried to scream but no sound came out.
Your height diminished rapidly as if your bones themselves were shrinking into themselves. Limbs retracted, muscles and sinew adjusting and reforming. The sensation was excruciatingly alien, your hands morphing, losing a finger until only three fingers and an opposable thumb remained. You watched in helpless horror as your skin turned red, dotted with white freckles, your flesh seemingly shifting to accommodate the demonic structure.
If you were female, an intense, uncomfortable sensation filled your lower abdomen as your female parts began to invert and transform into male anatomy. However, that was secondary to the terror as your face pushed and twisted into a reptilian snout, your teeth now sharp and sinister.
Pointed horns spiraled out from your head, your hair turning white and standing upright. Eyes burned with intense heat, taking on a sickly yellow hue with black slit pupils. A thin, devil-like tail sprouted and flicked behind you, complete with a cruel barb at the end.
Your clothing warped as well, becoming a navy-black coat with red buttons and white cuffs, toe-less pants, a white turtleneck shirt, and red bow-tie. Fingerless gloves encased your hands.
You were Moxxie. In every way. Except you weren’t doing this alone. You felt something peculiar happening in your head, the universe around you twisting into the Helluva Boss art style. The memories of your reality washed away like ink under water. It stung to let go, but the new thoughts filled you completely. As much as you fought off the invasion of Moxxie’s mind — it just wore you down.
"You're not me..." you tried to insist. Your voice was Moxxie’s, but your resistance was weakening. "I'm human...! I'm not Moxxie."
Moxxie leaned in closer, his gaze softening. “No, brother. You were imagining things. You're not human. You’ve always been my identical twin."
"Identical... twin?" you echoed, hazy with confusion.
"Yes," Moxxie insisted gently, wrapping his arms around you in a brotherly hug. “We’ve been together since birth, surviving together, working together at I.M.P., and loving Millie together. You’ve always been my brother, Moxxie.”
A part of you still tried to hold onto whatever remnants were left of your human past but doubt crept in. Had you really been imagining being human? The love in Moxxie’s eyes was genuine, and the headache you felt prior was fading — everything was clear.
“I... I’m Moxxie?”
“Yes," Moxxie confirmed. "You’re my twin, remember? We share everything. We’ve always had."
As soon as the machine released you, your identity sealed completely. You were the second Moxxie, utterly. No recollection of human life tarnished your memories — you had always been an imp, Moxxie’s identical twin. Climbing out of the contraption, you embraced old-new sensations and established identity.
“Moxxie,” you called out to your brother as the machine disappeared without trace and without memory, “Sorry, I had a headache there.”
“That’s alright,” Moxxie reassured you. "Headaches can be a real pain."
You both laughed softly, the love between you shared unaffected by anything earthly or infernal. With your collective memories blending seamlessly, you both sauntered off to continue your lives at I.M.P., loving Millie not as a competition but in harmony.
The warmth of your shared life as Moxxie’s identical brother enveloped you in comfort. No more jokes at your expense because now you understood, you were really Moxxie. Always had been.
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.
Prompt: Write a POV transformation story of a human reader turning into Moxxie (a character, voiced by Richard Steven Horvitz, 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, leaving the reader at the same height as Moxxie), 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, with an opposable thumb and three other fingers (instead of five fingers (an opposable thumb and four other fingers) 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 of the episodes of Helluva Boss and pulled/sent the reader into the world of Helluva Boss, having already strapped the reader into an invention/machine that Moxxie discovered on an alleyway, and he started turning the reader into his identical clone. The reader tries fighting off the physical and mental transformation and tells himself that he is not Moxxie, but is unable to do so, and the original Moxxie gently corrects/tells the reader that he (the reader) is wrong and that he was never human despite what he (the reader) had falsely/wrongly believed (even saying that he was imagining being human all this time, making the reader doubt himself ever being human, and he asks the original Moxxie that is he really Moxxie and asks that is he his brother, before the original Moxxie confirms yes, making the reader realize that the original Moxxie is telling the truth), and the reader really is Moxxie (exactly like the original Moxxie) and they have been together ever since they were born, and the original Moxxie lovingly (in a loving ans brotherly way) encourages and truly helps the reader to remember who he really is and 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 of the machine have automatically removed by themselves), with the reader having no memory of ever being a human and remembered/knowing that he had always been a hellborn demon (more specifically an imp) and his name always being Moxxie (just like the original Moxxie), as well as himself being completely unaware of the transformation that had just happened a moment ago (he doesn't know what just happened a moment ago due to his mind being fuzzy at a moment before he asks the original Moxxie and what he (the reader) was doing, 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 this actually explains why everything was fuzzy for a moment before his mind became clear), and he now remembers everything that the original Moxxie also remembers since they (the reader and the original Moxxie) both did the same missions and other stuff together (remembering not just one Moxxie himself, but also the reader, more accurately the second Moxxie, as both Moxxies remember living and working together), since they were both born from the same imp parents, hence why they both are completely identical twins, and both Moxxies genuinely love each other in a brotherly way (showing true affection to each other such as hugging), even saying that they love each other (since they're both brothers, being both part of the same family as their loving imp mother), as well as both of the Moxxies truly loving Millie, with both Moxxies having no competition towards each other for the same Millie. 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 (which transformed the reader into Moxxie's Identical twin brother) permanently vanishes completely into thin air (with no one having any memory of that machine ever existing, acting like and believing that the machine never existed), and the I.M.P employees all act and believe that Moxxie always had an identical twin brother 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, so the reader will always be Moxxie's Identical twin brother with the same name and knows that he always had been, genuinely loving his twin brother and vice versa (as well as both Moxxies loving Millie herself and vice versa). 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: As you lounged on your couch, bathed in pale blue light emitted by the television, you couldn't help but snicker at Moxxie's misfortunes. The imp was undeniably the butt of every joke in Helluva Boss, whether it was Blitzo calling him out or Loona dismissing him with a demeaning "fat" remark. It was just too easy to laugh at his expense, especially when your own life seemed so overwhelmingly monotonous in comparison. But tonight was different. Something tangled within the realms of reality and fiction twisted harsher than ever before. As another episode of Helluva Boss came to an end, the screen flickered and went black. You idly reached for the remote, but a loud, thundering noise stopped you in your tracks. From the inky blackness of the screen emerged Moxxie himself, stepping out of the television as if it were the most natural thing in the world. Your jaw dropped as he strolled into your living room, his yellow eyes bore into you, a tinge of frustration simmering in their demonic depths. "You think it's funny, don't you?" Moxxie spat, his voice sharper than his usual quips. "Laughing at my misfortunes all the time." "Are you... real?" you stammered, heart pounding in your chest. "Damn right I am," he replied, grabbing your wrist. “And I’m about to teach you something very real.” Suddenly, you were yanked towards the television. Everything went dark in an instant before you felt a cold sliver wrapping around your chest and wrists. When the light returned, you found yourself strapped into some strange contraption, Moxxie’s face incredibly close to yours. “Welcome to my world,” he said, smirking. "Now it's your turn to see things from my perspective." Panic surged through you, your mind racing in all directions. You struggled against the bindings, but it was futile. And then it began — an unimaginable pain rippling through your body. You tried to scream but no sound came out. Your height diminished rapidly as if your bones themselves were shrinking into themselves. Limbs retracted, muscles and sinew adjusting and reforming. The sensation was excruciatingly alien, your hands morphing, losing a finger until only three fingers and an opposable thumb remained. You watched in helpless horror as your skin turned red, dotted with white freckles, your flesh seemingly shifting to accommodate the demonic structure. If you were female, an intense, uncomfortable sensation filled your lower abdomen as your female parts began to invert and transform into male anatomy. However, that was secondary to the terror as your face pushed and twisted into a reptilian snout, your teeth now sharp and sinister. Pointed horns spiraled out from your head, your hair turning white and standing upright. Eyes burned with intense heat, taking on a sickly yellow hue with black slit pupils. A thin, devil-like tail sprouted and flicked behind you, complete with a cruel barb at the end. Your clothing warped as well, becoming a navy-black coat with red buttons and white cuffs, toe-less pants, a white turtleneck shirt, and red bow-tie. Fingerless gloves encased your hands. You were Moxxie. In every way. Except you weren’t doing this alone. You felt something peculiar happening in your head, the universe around you twisting into the Helluva Boss art style. The memories of your reality washed away like ink under water. It stung to let go, but the new thoughts filled you completely. As much as you fought off the invasion of Moxxie’s mind — it just wore you down. "You're not me..." you tried to insist. Your voice was Moxxie’s, but your resistance was weakening. "I'm human...! I'm not Moxxie." Moxxie leaned in closer, his gaze softening. “No, brother. You were imagining things. You're not human. You’ve always been my identical twin." "Identical... twin?" you echoed, hazy with confusion. "Yes," Moxxie insisted gently, wrapping his arms around you in a brotherly hug. “We’ve been together since birth, surviving together, working together at I.M.P., and loving Millie together. You’ve always been my brother, Moxxie.” A part of you still tried to hold onto whatever remnants were left of your human past but doubt crept in. Had you really been imagining being human? The love in Moxxie’s eyes was genuine, and the headache you felt prior was fading — everything was clear. “I... I’m Moxxie?” “Yes," Moxxie confirmed. "You’re my twin, remember? We share everything. We’ve always had." As soon as the machine released you, your identity sealed completely. You were the second Moxxie, utterly. No recollection of human life tarnished your memories — you had always been an imp, Moxxie’s identical twin. Climbing out of the contraption, you embraced old-new sensations and established identity. “Moxxie,” you called out to your brother as the machine disappeared without trace and without memory, “Sorry, I had a headache there.” “That’s alright,” Moxxie reassured you. "Headaches can be a real pain." You both laughed softly, the love between you shared unaffected by anything earthly or infernal. With your collective memories blending seamlessly, you both sauntered off to continue your lives at I.M.P., loving Millie not as a competition but in harmony. The warmth of your shared life as Moxxie’s identical brother enveloped you in comfort. No more jokes at your expense because now you understood, you were really Moxxie. Always had been.
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