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Question: Write a POV transformation story of a human reader turning into an identical clone of Alastor (from the adults animated series Hazbin Hotel), complete with gender change (if the reader is a female), clothes change, age change, height progression, and mind/mental change (with the reader's personalities and memories being permanently and completely replaced with Alastor's personality and memories, despite the reader's best efforts of fighting the new personality and memories, making him/her completely forget about his/her past self and only remember being Alastor the Radio Demon). For Alastor's appearance (after the reader turned into his clone), he is a slim (having an unnaturally thin torso, neck, arms, and legs, except his shoulers are broad), 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 manly voice are similar to an old-fashioned radio announcer and speaks with a transatlantic accent (always literally sound like he is talking through a vintage radio), 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 sick and tired of being viewed as an evil monster, and to his dismay, the human reader views demons (who he/she is afraid of) as nothing more than stereotypical pure evil monsters. So Alastor (by some supernatural means and to teach the reader a lesson (plus he wanted a twin brother)) briefly left the series' Hell and into real life to kidnap the reader and sent him/her to the world of Hazbin Hotel before using his supernatural magic at the reader which turned the reader into his clone in both body and mind (despite the reader's efforts of fending them off), thus permanently turning the reader into Alastor's identical twin brother. The transformation is permanent (meaning it is forever) and is completely irreversible. There should also be quotes from the characters in this story so we know what they're saying and what they are 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 moment your eyes met with Alastor's, the infamous Radio Demon from the adult animated series Hazbin Hotel, a pervasive chill crawled up your spine. It was real, undeniably so. He was aggrieved, "Human, you see me and my ilk as mere nefarious beasts, without an inkling of understanding of our existence. It seems I must teach you a lesson.” The words he issued hung heavy in the air, crackling with power. Before you could comprehend the severity of the situation, reality shifted. A whirlwind of colors distorted the world around you as Alastor kidnapped you from your world, transported you into the world of Hazbin Hotel. Your heart was pounding erratically in your chest while he maliciously grinned. "Let me change your view, my dear human." With a dramatic flourish of his hand, he released a wave of supernatural magic which latched onto you. You struggled, tried to fend it off, but found yourself succumbing despite your best efforts. Suddenly, it felt as though your flesh was fluid, being reshaped. You could feel your torso thinning, becoming unnaturally slim. Your neck elongated, slender, frail almost, mimicking Alastor's own. Your broadened shoulders felt unnatural yet fitting somehow. The bones in your arms and legs stretched, thin and lithe, making your new height resemble Alastor's. Looking down at your beige-colored hands appearing like long dried twigs, you noticed your fingers pruning into sharp red claws. As horrific of a spectacle it was, you barely had time to react when a dull persistent ache started at the top of your head. Reaching up to soothe it, your touch met the base of a hard, antler-like structure. The sight of two small black antlers, reflected in a nearby mirror, confirmed the disquieting transformation. You could see their design reflected in your almond eyes, now swirling with dark red. Your body felt unnaturally light, frail almost. Blinking, the view around spiraled and glitched, similar to a radio seeking the right frequency. Just as Alastor's eyes did. Next came the clothes, your normal attire replaced with Alastor's iconic ensemble: red pinstripe coat, bright red dress shirt decorated with a black cross, and long black dress pants. You adjusted the monocle on your right eye and shifted uncomfortably in your pointed-toe boots. Picking up a thin cane attached with a microphone, you afforded yourself another look in the mirror. Your reflection seemed to stare back at you - a mirror image of the Radio Demon. Feeling your mental state shift was the most discomforting change out of all. No matter how much you tried to hold onto your past memories, they started slipping through like fine sand in a clenched fist. The values you held, the personality, the morals, everything was systematically replaced by Alastor's own. Everything you knew of self, your individuality, was now full of heterochromaticity, you were Alastor, down to the last detail. Only his thoughts, memories, expectations, and opinions prevailed, and a transatlantic drawl started echoing in your mind. Once the transformation was complete, Alastor regarded his work with a satisfied grin. "Now you understand," he murmured serenely, "We are much more than the monstrous stereotype humans make us out to be." As you struggled to comprehend your warped reality, an unsettling thought bubbled up. Your present was now permanent, irreversible, and this was who you were - Alastor, the Radio Demon.
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