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Question: Write the POV transformation story of the male human (of somewhere around 5.6 or 6 feet tall) turning into a female Gardevoir (from the Pokemon franchise), complete with gender change (turning a reader from male to female, making him, now her realize that she is now a girl creature), body change, age change, height regression (shrinking until she was only above 5 feet tall instead of 5.6-6 feet tall), reality change (the reader's real world becoming the world of the Pokemon anime), and mind/mental change (with the reader's personality and memories replaced with a female Gardevoir's personality and memories, despite the reader's best efforts, making her completely forget all about her human self/life, and she also completely forgotten that her transformation happened a moment ago, making her only remember being a Gardevoir, and a female one at that). The transformation is permanent (meaning it is forever) and it is completely irreversible. For the female Gardevoir's appearance (after the reader turned into her), she is like all other Gardevoirs (both males and females alike, which all are identical to each other), being a humanoid sylph-like, Pokémon that stands just over five feet tall. The classical tutu-type skirt, unlike those of a Kirlia, is a long, flowing white gown that completely covers its legs, giving the appearance that it is floating. The female Gardevoir has long, slender, white legs with pointed tips (without any visible feet yet still able to move extremely well) underneath their gown. The inside of her gown is green in color. The red horn-like blades are on the female Gardevoir's chest and back, one on front and the other on back. Most of her face is obscured by her green 'hair', with only some white, and her large pink eyes visible. She lacks any visible ears or a nose. She also has long, slender arms that are green like her hair. Gardevoirs in general are famous for their loyalty; a Gardevoir will even sacrifice itself for its Trainer's sake. In the wild, Gardevoirs live in groups and care for their young lovingly. Gardevoirs are very wary of trusting strangers, but will develop the same loyalty they show to their trainers to those who show similar compassion and optimism. Gardevoirs are able to sense the feelings and emotions of Pokémon and people. One of its main abilities, though, is a kind of precognition, which allows it to sense the future. Additionally, it is able to create small black holes, distort dimensions, and support itself without feeling the pull of gravity. Gardevoirs are said to protect their trusted Trainers at all costs, even sacrificing their own lives to keep their Trainers safe. The female Gardevoir in this story also has these traits, and like all Gardevoirs, she only speaks anagrations of the word "Gardevoir" (the reader tries to speak English, but the reader's language falters and replaced during the reader's failed attempt at speaking English). There should also be quotes from the characters in this story (including quotes from the reader) 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).
The sun is just beginning to set as you walk home from work, the orange and pink hues casting long, comforting shadows on the pavement. It's been a long day, and you can't wait to kick back and relax. But something feels different today, like an electric tingle just under your skin. You pause and look down an alley you’ve passed countless times before. This time, you're drawn to it for some inexplicable reason. "What's the harm in checking it out?" you murmur to yourself, curiosity bubbling. As you step into the alley, the air shimmers and bends around you as though reality itself is stirring from a long slumber. You blink once, then twice. The alley vanishes, replaced by a tranquil forest filled with the gentle rustle of leaves and the melodic chirping of unknown creatures. “What is happening?” you say aloud, your voice trembling. Panic rises in your chest as you realize that you’re no longer in your familiar world. Suddenly, an intense light envelops you, making you squeeze your eyes shut. "Ouch!" you mutter, feeling a prickling sensation on your skin, as if it’s shifting and rearranging itself. Your clothes and your human form seem to dissolve within the light, and you’re aware of yourself shrinking, losing several inches in height. At first, terror grips you, but then something peculiar happens. It’s as though your emotions have dampened, replaced by an overwhelming sense of calm. You try to speak, to call out for help. "Hello? Can an—" The words falter and twist in your mouth. “Garde... Gardevoir…” Your hands, no longer their same shape and color, catch your attention. They’re slim and green, fingers fused together in an elegant curve. You look down and notice the graceful, flowing white gown enveloping your form. Underneath the gown, you have slender white legs with pointed tips. You touch your face and feel soft, silky hair covering most of it. Catching your reflection in a nearby pool of water, you stare at your large, pink eyes framed by green hair, a curious and concerned expression etched on your face. “I’m… I’m a Gardevoir?” you think, but the notion seems strange—as though it’s someone else's realization, not yours. Your mind buzzes, memories and emotions cascading through your thoughts. Scenes of your human life blur and slip away, replaced with images of living in the wild, caring for young Ralts and Kirlia, and a sense of undying loyalty to someone special, someone you would do anything to protect. Your human past dissolves bit by bit, leaving only an instinctual recollection of one thing: sacrifice for the ones you love. A rustle in the bushes catches your attention. You turn smoothly on your pointed tips, instinctively raising an elegant, green arm to shield yourself. A Trainer, a young woman with a friendly smile, steps forward cautiously. "Are you lost, Gardevoir?" she asks kindly. You tilt your head, sensing her genuine concern. "Garde… voir?" you respond, trying to speak, but only your Pokémon speech forms on your tongue. The part of you that could even question why you’re speaking this way drifts away like dandelion seeds on a breeze. She approaches you slowly. "Hey, it’s okay. You seem a bit disoriented. How about you come with me? I promise I’ll take care of you." The Trainer’s compassion seeps into you, replacing any residual confusion. Her kindness blooms within you, intertwining with your instinctual loyalty. You nod, feeling a sense of belonging with her, an immediate trust that binds you to her. "Gardevoir," you say, with a sense of calm finality, taking her hand gently. The Trainer’s eyes light up with joy. “Great! I’m so happy to have you with me. Let’s go on an adventure together.” As you walk away with her, your new memories solidify fully. You don't recall ever being anything other than a Gardevoir, and your future is now an exciting journey with your Trainer, whom you would protect with your life. And so, you step into your new reality, where every emotion, every action, and every purpose is bound to the loyalty and power that defines you—as a Gardevoir.
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