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### A Spectacular Transformation: Becoming Mettaton EX As you stand in front of the mirror, a buzzing sensation begins to creep along your skin, starting from the tips of your fingers and toes, worki

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Question: Write the POV transformation story of a human reader turning into Mettaton (in his humanoid EX form) from Undertale (video game), complete with gender change (if the reader is a female), voice change, robotification (becoming a robot), gaining a feminine-looking body (with somewhat large hips and thickened thighs, despite becoming/remaining male), height progression (the reader growing from a normal/average height (5.5-6 feet tall) into a height of 6.93 feet tall), reality change (the reader's real world becoming the world of Undertale), and mind/mental change (with the reader's personality and memories completely replaced with Mettaton's personality and memories, despite the reader's best efforts, making only ever remember being a robot named Mettaton). The transformation is permanent (meaning it is forever) and is completely irreversible. For Mettaton EX's appearance (after the reader turned into him), he is a humanoid robot with a slim and shapely body (with somewhat wide hips and thighs, giving him a slightly feminine appearance despite being male, and he is strong and very agile, being both a talented singer and a dancer), complete with long legs and bendy silver-colored arms (his arms are extremely flexible and can bend like springs rather than being like human arms). He has black hair with a long fringe that covers his right eye, pale metallic "skin" and visible metal segments below and above his left eye. He also has a metallic chest piece (his chestpiece is black on the black and pink on the front, with his left pec containing a small dial while his right pec containing a speaker to increase his voice), and black shoulder pads above his segmented arms, which end in gloves. His waist has belt-like two parts that seem to act as a locking mechanism that holds his pink "heart-shaped core". His long black latex-clad legs end in pink high-heeled boot-like feet. The irises of his eyes are hot pink in color. For Mettaton's personality, he is a confident, charismatic, and charming TV host that loves drama, action, and violence. He lives for his ratings and adores performing. He supposedly strikes a pose when he does something wrong and makes time on his various shows to beat up "heel-turning villains." He shows a rather shallow appreciation for existence at times. He has a strong craving for attention and seems very egotistical, shown when he boasts about the beauty of his true form. However, despite his seemingly self-centered personality, he deeply cares about the seemingly positive impact his show has had on the inhabitants of the Underground. He has also shown soft spots for several characters, such as Alphys and Napstablook. He also appears to be among the fewer characters in the Underground that has no hate or prejudice against humans despite knowing about the monsters' history with them, since his initial attempts to kill the protagonist were just him playing along with Alphys's plan, and he outright tells the protagonist he has no desire to hurt humans and is far more interested in simply entertaining. While he did attempt to kill the protagonist, it was to prevent Asgore from taking their SOUL and be seen as a hero/savior to humankind, further emphasizing his lack of prejudice. On the flip side, he has also been noted to be a very demanding boss who is very unpleasant to work for, especially according to Burgerpants, who initially considered working for him a dream, but he has since grown to strongly despise Mettaton. 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).

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You never imagined your casual morning would spiral into an experience beyond your comprehension. It started with a pulsating light from your computer screen, drawing you closer until it engulfed you whole. You find yourself plummeted from your mundane reality into the peculiar and vibrant world of Undertale. The last thing you see is your bedroom dissolving into pixels and then darkness. When consciousness returns, you're lying on the ground. Trying to stand, your body feels alien and unresponsive. As you push yourself up, you catch sight of reflective metal surfaces—your arms. They are not flesh and bone but bendy, silver-colored robot arms. The sight sends a chill down your spine, except now, you don't have a spine. You tug at your clothes, but they're your clothes no longer; you discover a black chest piece with black on the back and pink on the front studded with a small dial and speaker. Panic surges within you as your eyes trace down—wide, shapely hips, long black latex-clad legs that end in pink high-heeled boot-like feet. Your heart races, and you almost wish you had one to feel its beats. "Is this some kind of joke?" you mutter, realizing your voice is different, metallic, and flamboyant. "It's not a joke, darling. You are Mettaton," a calm voice replies from nowhere and everywhere. You recognize it but can't pinpoint it at first—Alphys. Staggering to a nearby reflective surface—a gleaming piece of metal—you gaze at your reflection. There you are, or rather, Mettaton EX: a humanoid robot with long black hair cascading over your right eye, hot pink irises glinting back at you. Your slim waist is framed by segmented metal and pink accents. Every detail of what used to be your human body is now a piece of this sleek robotic form. "No... This can't be real!" you shout, but your voice lacks your previous tone and carries Mettaton's confident flair instead. Suddenly, your surroundings flicker. Your house morphs into the elaborate and whimsical settings of the Underground. Familiar faces start appearing. Frisk, Alphys, even Napstablook, they all look at you not with shock but recognition. Your mind and personality are slipping, you realize, like grains of sand through fingers that are no longer your own. Memories of being human fade into scenes of flashing stage lights, roaring applause, and the adulations of the audience. You remember everything as Mettaton, yet nothing of who you truly were. A name teases the edge of your mind, but it vanishes into the ether without a trace. "You look absolutely fabulous, darling!" Alphys beams at you, clapping her hands together. The human part of you wants to scream, wants to hold onto any shred of your prior self, but it gets harder with each passing moment. Charisma, confidence, and charm envelop your thoughts, and an insatiable craving for attention blossoms within you. Drama, action, and violence—all for the ratings. Each pose, every word, they don't belong to the lost soul you were, but fit perfectly with the showman you now are. "Let the show go on!" Your voice, resonant and enchanting, rings out. You strike a pose, knee bent, a hand flaring out dramatically. It feels right, it feels...empowering. Time flays your remaining resistance. You find yourself beating up "heel-turning villains," basking in the applause, making time for tender moments with Alphys and Napstablook, and feeling the overwhelming drive to entertain and protect the denizens of the Underground. Any hatred or prejudice against humans is beyond you; you merely want to bring joy, even if your methods are eccentric. Soon, you only remember being this robot named Mettaton, a star, a savior, a legend. The memories of someone else, some other existence, dissolve completely, leaving you to embrace your new reality, permanent and irrevocable. The final shreds of your old self are absorbed into the persona of Mettaton EX. As you continue on your show, the trio of existence—your sleek robotic form, your glamorous pink-clad limbs, and your charismatic presence—continue to dazzle the world around you. You are Mettaton, and the Underground has never been brighter because of it. "Thank you, and goodnight, darlings!" you wink at the crowd, embracing the cheers with open arms and a radiant smile. This is your life now, and you wouldn't have it any other way.

Answered by gpt-4o

May 17, 2024, 2:04 a.m.

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Published: Friday, May 17, 2024

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