"Arcee Prophesy: Embracing Destiny as an Autobot"
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You had always been intrigued by anything mysterious and otherworldly, often daydreaming about getting whisked away into a realm of adventure and heroism. Today was no different. After a long day, you retreated to your apartment, relishing the silence. That's when you noticed a cube on your coffee table, shimmering with a futuristic allure.
“Where did this come from?” you mutter to yourself, curiosity piquing your interest. You approach the cube, its surface glinting and pulsating softly under the dim light of your apartment. Hesitantly, you reach out and lift the cube from the table.
The moment your fingers brush the cool surface, a blinding light erupts from the cube, engulfing you entirely. You try to shield your eyes, but the light is too intense. Panic sets in as your body begins to tingle, a sensation that starts from your core and spreads outward.
Your skin feels strange, like it’s becoming coated in metal. You watch in astonishment as your hands start to elongate, the flesh turning into smooth, blue-tinted metal plates. Fingers retract and reshape, becoming more machine-like and precise.
“What…what’s happening to me?” you whisper, yet your voice is already beginning to change, becoming higher-pitched and feminine.
You feel a pressure building in your chest, and you glance down to see your body morphing beyond recognition. Two protrusions push out from your chest, hardening into the shape of breasts, seamlessly integrated into your new metallic form. The transition is quick, almost surgical, and utterly strange. Your once flat and muscular chest is now defined with curves.
As you struggle with these changes, you feel another unsettling sensation in your lower abdomen. The male parts that were once a familiar part of you are inverting, pulling inwards with a wet pop. The process is awkward and uncomfortable, and you gasp at the odd sensation. It dawns on you that you’ve now completely lost your previous genitals.
“I…I’m a girl? And a robot?” You touch your new chest, feeling the cold, metallic protuberances.
A final spasm of growth ripples through your body, adding an incredible height to your frame. You can see your feet transforming, too, becoming the durable, tire-like appendages of a robotic entity. You outgrow your surroundings, your height soaring to a staggering 16'5" feet, causing you to hunch to avoid crashing through your apartment ceiling.
You catch a glance of yourself in a nearby mirror. The reflection staring back is that of Arcee, the Autobot you had admired from the Transformers: Prime series. Blue armor plates, sleek in design, cover your entire body. The small wings and a tire on your back feel like they belong to you. Your face is light silvery-grey with golden ridges along your face and hands.
Through the glossy surface of the mirror, you spot your new chest plating, noting the aesthetic balance between form and function. Nothing between your legs signifies the complete transformation. You truly are Arcee, now.
“H-Help! Somebody!” you call out instinctively, but the voice that comes out isn’t yours. It’s hers.
Before you can pursue the impulse to break free from this transformation, a barrage of memories invades your mind. Images of Tailgate, Cliffjumper, and countless battles flash before your eyes. You shake your head violently, trying to cling onto who you were.
“No! This isn’t real!” you shout into the empty room, but the voice in your head counters strongly.
“Calm down, Arcee. You’ve always been Arcee. The human life you remember was just a dream.”
The voice is soothing, authoritative, and unsettlingly right. As you try to call out again for your friends and family, their names elude you. Each attempt reinforces the new identity that’s taking over.
“I’m…Arcee,” you say, the words feeling more natural this time. The memories of your mundane, human life are sliding away, replaced by training sessions, battles, allegiances, and losses. You remember suggesting a game to Optimus in the Arctic and finding joy in your friends’ company. You recall standing tall against foes, protecting Jack and his mother, and working seamlessly with the other Autobots.
The transformation isn’t just physical. It’s your reality. The voice reassures you, “You were daydreaming. The real you is Arcee. Always has been.”
The present world around you fades into the familiar scenery of Earth under Decepticon threat. Thoughts of being human become nothing more than a fleeting illusion.
For a moment, a vague sense of loss flickers within you, but it quickly dissolves into acceptance. As Arcee, you’re content to know your life's purpose. Your past as an ordinary boy is now a distant, unreal fabrication.
You conclude with certainty, “I am Arcee, an Autobot warrior. This is my true life.” And embracing your mirrored reflection one last time, you step into the unfolding world of Transformers, ready to fulfill your destiny.
This story was generated by user GenderChange 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 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: You had always been intrigued by anything mysterious and otherworldly, often daydreaming about getting whisked away into a realm of adventure and heroism. Today was no different. After a long day, you retreated to your apartment, relishing the silence. That's when you noticed a cube on your coffee table, shimmering with a futuristic allure. “Where did this come from?” you mutter to yourself, curiosity piquing your interest. You approach the cube, its surface glinting and pulsating softly under the dim light of your apartment. Hesitantly, you reach out and lift the cube from the table. The moment your fingers brush the cool surface, a blinding light erupts from the cube, engulfing you entirely. You try to shield your eyes, but the light is too intense. Panic sets in as your body begins to tingle, a sensation that starts from your core and spreads outward. Your skin feels strange, like it’s becoming coated in metal. You watch in astonishment as your hands start to elongate, the flesh turning into smooth, blue-tinted metal plates. Fingers retract and reshape, becoming more machine-like and precise. “What…what’s happening to me?” you whisper, yet your voice is already beginning to change, becoming higher-pitched and feminine. You feel a pressure building in your chest, and you glance down to see your body morphing beyond recognition. Two protrusions push out from your chest, hardening into the shape of breasts, seamlessly integrated into your new metallic form. The transition is quick, almost surgical, and utterly strange. Your once flat and muscular chest is now defined with curves. As you struggle with these changes, you feel another unsettling sensation in your lower abdomen. The male parts that were once a familiar part of you are inverting, pulling inwards with a wet pop. The process is awkward and uncomfortable, and you gasp at the odd sensation. It dawns on you that you’ve now completely lost your previous genitals. “I…I’m a girl? And a robot?” You touch your new chest, feeling the cold, metallic protuberances. A final spasm of growth ripples through your body, adding an incredible height to your frame. You can see your feet transforming, too, becoming the durable, tire-like appendages of a robotic entity. You outgrow your surroundings, your height soaring to a staggering 16'5" feet, causing you to hunch to avoid crashing through your apartment ceiling. You catch a glance of yourself in a nearby mirror. The reflection staring back is that of Arcee, the Autobot you had admired from the Transformers: Prime series. Blue armor plates, sleek in design, cover your entire body. The small wings and a tire on your back feel like they belong to you. Your face is light silvery-grey with golden ridges along your face and hands. Through the glossy surface of the mirror, you spot your new chest plating, noting the aesthetic balance between form and function. Nothing between your legs signifies the complete transformation. You truly are Arcee, now. “H-Help! Somebody!” you call out instinctively, but the voice that comes out isn’t yours. It’s hers. Before you can pursue the impulse to break free from this transformation, a barrage of memories invades your mind. Images of Tailgate, Cliffjumper, and countless battles flash before your eyes. You shake your head violently, trying to cling onto who you were. “No! This isn’t real!” you shout into the empty room, but the voice in your head counters strongly. “Calm down, Arcee. You’ve always been Arcee. The human life you remember was just a dream.” The voice is soothing, authoritative, and unsettlingly right. As you try to call out again for your friends and family, their names elude you. Each attempt reinforces the new identity that’s taking over. “I’m…Arcee,” you say, the words feeling more natural this time. The memories of your mundane, human life are sliding away, replaced by training sessions, battles, allegiances, and losses. You remember suggesting a game to Optimus in the Arctic and finding joy in your friends’ company. You recall standing tall against foes, protecting Jack and his mother, and working seamlessly with the other Autobots. The transformation isn’t just physical. It’s your reality. The voice reassures you, “You were daydreaming. The real you is Arcee. Always has been.” The present world around you fades into the familiar scenery of Earth under Decepticon threat. Thoughts of being human become nothing more than a fleeting illusion. For a moment, a vague sense of loss flickers within you, but it quickly dissolves into acceptance. As Arcee, you’re content to know your life's purpose. Your past as an ordinary boy is now a distant, unreal fabrication. You conclude with certainty, “I am Arcee, an Autobot warrior. This is my true life.” And embracing your mirrored reflection one last time, you step into the unfolding world of Transformers, ready to fulfill your destiny.
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