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Question: Write a POV transformation story of the reader turning into an identical clone of Moxxie (from the Helluva Boss series), complete with gender change (if the reader is a female), clothes change, age change, height regression, and mind/mental change (with the reader's personalities and memories being completely replaced with Moxxie's personality and memories). For Moxxie's appearance (after the reader turned into his clones), he is an imp with red skin and white freckles on his cheeks, and he is shorter than Blitzo since he is 3.9 feet tall. His white pointy hair leads up to his curvy black and white striped horns. He also has yellow sclera with black slit pupils. Moxxie has a long red thin tail with a quadrilateral barb at the end, as well as lanky digitigrade legs ending in what appears to be cloven red hooves, reminiscent of artiodactyls. Moxxie's usual outfit consists of a navy-black coat with red buttons and white cuffs, black toe-less pants a white shirt that has a black turtleneck, a large red bow-tie, and fingerless gloves. The story would be that Blitzo wanted a new member of the team for I.M.P (Moxxie probably didn't exist yet until this story), so Blitzo, Loona, and Millie came to the real world and pulled/sent the reader into the world of Helluva Boss, did/use something to permanently turn the reader into Moxxie.
You're sitting at home when suddenly, a portal emerges from nowhere, releasing Blitzo, Loona, and Millie from the animated series Helluva Boss. They grab you before you can protest, and with a swift action, they draw you back into the portal towards their world. Chaos surrounds as the world blurs, finally resolving into a fiery red inspirational hellscape of their office. Blitzo's mischievous smile dances at his lips as he produces a bottle with a label that reads 'Transformation Elixir'. Your eyes widen as realization dawns; they need another teammate and you can sense you've been selected for an unknown, yet certain transformation. As the elixir is uncorked, the entire room fills with a sparkling, magical aroma. The surroundings blur once again, pulling your sense of reality into a whirlpool. Then, to your surprise, Blitzo manages to make you drink it. Suddenly, a whole rush of changes engulf you. You feel your skin heating up and taking a bright, ruby hue. Freckles delicately pepper onto your cheeks, creating dainty clusters of white. Your height starts to diminish gradually until you reach a compact size of 3.9 feet, feeling your stature shrink to the height of an imp. Your hair undergoes a massive transformation next, changing from its original color to white. It hardens and sharpens, pointing upwards into two curvy horns striped black and white, nicely matching with your new hair. Iris of your eyes burn into an eerie bright yellow, and the pupils morph into narrow black slits. Next, under your spine, you feel something elongating and stretching. Glancing down, you see a lengthening red tail tipped with a quadrilateral barb. Your legs reshape themselves, becoming spindly and acquiring an animalistic, artiodactylous feature, ending in cloven red hooves. With a final shudder, your clothes morph and change, forming into a navy-black coat with red buttons and white cuffs, matching toe-less pants, a crisp white shirt with a black turtleneck, a large red bow-tie, and fingerless gloves. The transformation concludes, leaving you completely different than before, an identical clone of Moxxie. As your appearance settles, you feel a wave of foreign thoughts and memories creep into your mind. The former you vanishes, your own memories washed away and look at the world with Moxxie's point of view. His emotions become yours, his wishes and desires become what you thirst for. The timidity, the devotion, the earnestness, all Moxxie's traits forming and filling every corner of your consciousness. The final act of replacing your mental state is complete; you are Moxxie in physical, mental, and emotional entirety. Grinning at your transformation, Blitzo introduces you to Millie and Loona. "Meet the new member of our team," he announces enthusiastically. You look at your hands, your new body, then back up at them. You nod in understanding - this was your reality now. You were Moxxie, a member of the I.M.P and ready to embark on this new journey.
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