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Question: Write a POV transformation story of a mortal human reader and his/her friend/sibling turning into identical clones of Alastor (from the Hazbin Hotel series), complete with gender change (if the reader and/or friend/sibling are females), clothes change, age change, height change, and mind/mental change (with the reader's and friend's/sibling's personalities and memories being permanently and completely replaced with Alastor's personality and memories, despite their best efforts of fighting the new personality and memories, making them both completely forget about their past selves and only remember being Alastor). For Alastor's appearance (after the reader and his/her friend/sibling turned into his clones), he is a slim, dapper sinner demon with beige-colored skin, and usually has a broad smile full of sharp, yellow teeth. He is approximately 7 feet tall. He sports a pinkish-red cropped, angled bob-cut with black tips at the ends and two large, black tipped tufts of hair extending from the top of his head, evoking the ears of a deer. The style has an undercut at the back, and two small black antlers protruding from the crown, which can grow in size in his full demonic form. Alastor's eyes have dark-red sclerae, bright-red irises and thin black pupils (which can change into the shape of radio dials when shifting into his full demon form). His forearms and lower legs fade to dark grey, and he has red hoof-toed feet and red clawed fingers. Alastor wears a red pinstripe coat with dark-red lapels piped with white, which is ragged along the bottom hem. Underneath this he wears a bright red dress-shirt with a black cross on the chest, and long black dress pants with matching bright red cuffs. He also wears a dark-red oval-shaped monocle, rimmed with black, over his right eye. He accessorizes with a black knotted bowtie with a bright red center, black gloves with red at the fingertips, and black pointed-toe boots with red deer hoofprints emblazoned on the soles. Alastor also carries a thin cane with a sentient vintage style microphone attached to it, which he uses to play sound effects and broadcast his voice. Alastor stands out from many of the more chaotic residents of hell for his well maintained amiable persona. He gives the first-impression of a good-natured and charming man, wearing a permanently wide grin on his face at all times. Alastor's behavior, mannerisms, and even his voice are similar to an old-fashioned radio announcer and speaks with a transatlantic accent, often using quaint anachronisms such as "the picture show" and refers to Charlie as a "charming demon belle". This playful dandyish exterior, however, obscures a much darker side to him - one with high levels of self-importance - and he will not hesitate to use physical violence when others don't act in line with his very particular values or expectations. The story is that Alastor is getting bored and wanted something new and more entertaining in Hell, and Alastor is getting tired of seeing artwork and stories (online) of himself getting turned into other characters in both body and mind (sometimes from different series), which he views as distasteful. So to teach the reader and the friend/sibling a lesson, Alastor (by some supernatural means) briefly left the series' Hell and into real life to kidnap both the reader and his/her friend or sibling before sending them both to the world of Hazbin Hotel before using supernatural black magic at the reader and his/her sibling/friend which turned them into his clones, thus permanently turning the reader and the friend/sibling into Alastor's identical twin brothers (the reader and the sibling/friend tried to fight those new memories and personality, not wanting to be completely transformed in either body or mind, but are fighting a losing battle and their minds been completely replaced with Alastor's mind). There should also be quotes from the characters in this story so we know what they're saying and what they're thinking.
In the corner of his mind that hadn't yet been consumed by the transformation's magic, Jake realized how foolish it had been to mock Hell's Radio Demon. He remembered how he and his sister, Lisa, had created countless stories and artworks of Alastor being transformed into a multitude of different characters. At the time, it was merely a creative outlet - a fun shared hobby that had spawned from their love of the Hazbin Hotel series. "Isn't it quite the turnabout?" Alastor's booming voice echoed in the endless space of Hell. "To have you two experience what you've so frivolously subjected me to." Still receiving signals from his brain's dwindling human perspective, Jake could feel his flesh itch as he saw his hand begin to twist. Dark grey began spreading up his forearm, his fingers morphed into sharp claws, tinged with a bright red hue. "W-What's happening?" he stuttered, looking over to Lisa who was undergoing a similar transformation. "Ah, the inevitable question. You humans are surpassingly predictable." Alastor smirked, his toothy grin as wide and menacing as ever. "Consider it a lesson in respect, my dear clones to be." Despite the fear threatening to overtake him, Jake found himself riveted by Alastor's voice; a strange camaraderie was already beginning to form, luring him further into the enticing abyss of transformation. "No," he thought, shaking away the feeling with a visible shudder. "I won't let him get into my head." But even as he thought this, his memories were quickly being replaced by tantalizing images of Alastor's life. Soon, he found himself humming along to jaunty tunes he didn't even know he knew. Each note brought a pang of nostalgia. His will, his consciousness, everything that was once 'Jake' was gradually being swallowed and consumed by Alastor's pervasive personality. Lisa, on the other hand, had already surrendered, her mind a whirl of the demon's memories intermingling with her own before they faded completely, losing the battle against Alastor's past. Her body had already adapted to the sharp angles and unhealthy pallor they'd often depicted in their artwork. The dapper red pinstripe coat draped over her new, slim frame and a sharp bob-cut ran with a shade of intermixed flavors of pink and red. Just before Jake succumbed completely, he took one last look at the transformation his sister had undergone - a perfect reflection of the Radio Demon they had so often playfully tormented. He imagined it was akin to glimpsing into a mirror, his future self staring back at him. Then, like a light being extinguoished, his consciousness flickered and vanished, leaving behind the Radio Demon in his stead. The newly minted Alastors shared a grin, an understanding that only they could comprehend. They had transformed completely in every sense, clones of Alastor down to the very last detail, sharing his body, his experiences, his desires. Despite attempts to resist, they had succumbed, forgetting about their past selves completely. Alastor watched as they bickered over which of them was the original, laughing heartily to himself. For the first time in a long while, he felt genuinely entertained. At last, he decided, the art of transformation was no longer a one-way street.
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