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Question: Write a transformation story of the human reader turning into Angel "Anthony" Dust (from the Hazbin Hotel series), complete with gender change (if the reader is a female), age change, height progression, reality/world change (the reader's real world warping and turning into the world of Hazbin Hotel), and mind/mental change (with the reader's personality and memories being completely replaced with Angel's personality and memories, despite all of the reader's best yet failed attempts on fighting off these mental changes, making the reader completely forget about his past self, having no memories of being a mortal human, and only remembered ever being a spider-like adults actor Angel Dust). The transformation into Lucifer Morningstar is permanent (meaning it's forever) and completely irreversible. For Angel Dust's appearance (after the reader turned into him), he has a slender build (almost mimicking feminine curves) and he stands about 8 or more feet tall, both due to his long torso and legs, as well as due to his heeled boots. His fur is white and he has a mop of fluffy white hair that extends from both the front and back of his head, with splotches of light-pink across it. He also has a distinctive and focal light-pink heart pattern on the back of his head. The light-pink outline of a heart also encircles his chest, the bottom point of which extends past his waistband and down to his crotch area. His eyelids are light pink and the color extends up to his eyebrows, giving the effect of eyeshadow, and his lashes are dark and thick. His irises are cerise pink. His right eye has a light yellow sclera, his left eye has a dark sclera. He has a wide mouth full of sharp, pointed teeth and possesses a single golden fang that sits slightly to his right of center. He has a New York accent. He has three cerise-pink dots under each of his eyes, which are intended to evoke freckles, although they are actually another set of smaller eyes. He lacks a nose and ears, giving him a less "human" appearance. One of Angel's most noticeable features is his prominent chest. The chest is actually composed entirely of fluffy fur, however, which Angel intentionally pushes up into a breast-like formation with his tightly pinned jacket for show. Angel's everyday attire consists of a long light pink suit-blazer with horizontal white stripes down the length, reddish-grey miniskirt, and long reddish-grey thigh-high heeled boots, accessorized with a reddish-grey bowtie with a cerise pink center and a black choker. On his top set of arms he wears long cerise pink gloves with white detailing at the cuffs, on his bottom set of arms he wears long white gloves. Though, usually seen with six limbs (two legs and four arms), Angel has a third retractable set of arms that he usually keeps hidden but can summon at will (meaning that he can have eight limbs; two legs and six arms). Angel is brash and sarcastic, with a quick, sharp wit (often with bad/strong language). He will often use these traits to deflect criticism or insults, and side-step responsibility. He will switch between playful and destructive as he pleases, and his humor tends to be crude and crass, with an emphasis on dirty jokes and innuendos, which he feels is expected of him and actively plays into. He is stylish and performs an excessive amount of confidence with his public persona, being wildly flirtatious and interested in receiving positive attention for his looks and the profile he has made for himself in Hell. He also makes a show of looking down others, declaring the other denizens of Hell to be mostly "ugly freaks". As a result, Angel can often appear flippant and callous. In reality he is preemptively defensive and hides much of his true, more sensitive and insecure, self for his own protection, not expecting those around him to show him kindness. Angel does have friends, and while he cares about them and will sometimes show signs of wanting to reach out, he keeps many walls up between himself and others, being very protective of his true feelings and avoiding holding overly emotional relationships. He holds a cynical view on the idea of redemption, although he seems to still hold onto a small hope it may be possible for him. The ongoing controlling and abusive situation he is in with his boss, Valentino, puts him under a great deal of stress at his work, and he is implied to be somewhat traumatized as a result. There should also be quotes from the characters in this story so we know what they're saying and what they're thinking.
You were just a regular mortal sitting comfortably in your room, immersed deep into the chapters of your favorite book on a sleepy Sunday afternoon. But everything was about to change. As you flipped another page, the room around you inexplicably began to warp and shift. The solid realities of textures and colors melted away, replaced by an eerie, desolate landscape. The real world, your world, was transforming into a completely different reality, one filled with peculiar and whimsical creatures. It was as if you were transported into the world of Hazbin Hotel. You looked down, shocked, anticipating a mature body but instead seeing something entirely different. Your body began to stretch rapidly, every bone elongating. The sudden feeling of height, the shift in perspective, was dizzying. You now stood about 8 feet tall, with a slender build that mirrored feminine curves. Heat filled your cheeks and when you reached up to touch them, there was a startling absence of a nose. Instead, three cerise-pink dots were set in place on each cheek. Dipping fingers further, you realize you now have an extra pair of arms. Just then, another set of arms materialized out of nowhere. You looked down, and found your clothes had changed as well, now adorned in a long light pink suit-blazer with horizontal white stripes, a reddish-grey miniskirt, matching long thigh-high heeled boots, long cerise pink gloves on your top set of arms and white gloves on the bottom set. A hair-ruffling breeze caused you to reach up and touch a mop of fluffy white hair. But it wasn't just white. Splotches of light-pink crossed it, matching the light-pink heart patterns on the back of your head and chest. Fur? You were covered in fur. Then came the most jarring part of the transformation. Your mind began to scramble. You tried to remember your name, your family, your past, but it was like trying to hold water in your fists. Slowly, then violently, your memories were ripped from your mind. The sense of self and identity you once knew was replaced with something else entirely. Suddenly, Angel Dust's past came flooding in. Hellish moments stitched together in a quilt of sin, laughter, and pain. You, Angel Dust, tried to reach towards the dissipating fragments of your old life, but the waves of memories were too powerful. The searing regrets, the smear of victories, the scrape of lifelong pain. Your brain was being rewired, each neuron replaced with a new one, forcing you to accept the reality of being Angel Dust. You tried to fight it, clinging onto the receding tide of your consciousness. But soon, there was nothing left to cling onto. The transformation had taken root within you, and the human you once were was fading, sinking. All that remained was Angel Dust. A sharp grin stretched across your face, a sense of wicked joy bubbling up inside. "Well, ain't this a gas," you muttered, hearing the thick New York accent dripping from your words. "I never thought I'd get to live the life of an angel." Your own voice sent a thrill down your spine. You looked at yourself one more time, your cerise pink irises glancing over the new body. "Guess it's showtime." And just like that, you, the human reader, had fully transformed into Angel Dust, the infamous spider-like demon from the Hazbin Hotel series. You were forever trapped in this new reality, with no memory of your past self. All you ever knew, all you ever remembered, was being Angel Dust. And you loved every bit of it.
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