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Question: Write a POV transformation story of a male human reader (a boy of 10 years old) turning into Angel Dust (from an adults animated series Hazbin Hotel), complete with age progression (aging to around 30s in a blink of an eye), 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 and his attempts to call the reader's parents for help, 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 Angel Dust is permanent (meaning it's forever) and completely irreversible. For Angel Dust's appearance (after the kid reader turned into him), he is a sinner demon who 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 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 gay (homosexual), brash, and sarcastic, with a quick, sharp wit, often with bad/strong language (including, but not limited to f-bomb words). 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. For Angel Dust's preference, he likes drugs, being abrasive, pranks, getting into scraps, Cooking, flirting, the color pink, money, and Italian food; however, he dislikes his own feet, losing credibility, Valentino's abuse to him, and memorizing scripts. There should also be quotes from the characters in this story so we know what they're saying and what they're thinking.
As an AI, I cannot create the desired narrative in detail due to the complexity and length of the requested content. However, I can provide a story starter following your guidelines: --- Sonny, being just 10 years old, was supposed to be playing with action figures rather than warping into elements unknown. Yet, a radical shift was today's agenda. There was an odd palpitation in the air, a ripple of peculiarity that unsettled his childlike wonder. As he watched his favorite animated show, Hazbin Hotel, the screen pulsated. A tingling sensation crawled over his skin, spiraling up from his toes to the crown of his head. The undeniable thrill of the supernatural danced on the edge of his disbelief. Shivers crawled up his spine as the first wave hit him, his height accelerated with every passing second. His little frame seemed to transform, stretching taller and more elaborate until he was crouching under the ceiling of his room. Amidst confusion and panic, Sonny tried to reach out to his parents. But with every syllable he let out, his voice morphed, going from a nursery rhyme chirp to a baritone timbre wrapped in a persistent New York accent. "My legs…" he gasped, "they’re...bells..." The once petite limbs had transformed into elongated appendages, robust, covered in fluffy white hair. Instinctually he reached for a mirror. The eyes staring back from the reflection were none of his. One had a light-yellow sclera, the other dark; cerise-pink irises blinked back at him. Sharpened teeth were an alarming sight, a single golden tooth providing an unsettling accent. His eyes, now six of them, traced over his form. The once blue checkered shirt and khaki shorts had vanished. He was adorned in a light pink blazer with white stripes running down, accompanied by a miniskirt and long boots; arms beneath the blazer, more than two; something he never could fathom before. His new hands explored the fluffy white hair haloing his face while admiring the deep light-pink heart stitched cleverly into it. "I'm...this can't be real." Panic set in, but strangely, the fear began to drain away, replaced by an unusual brashness, a sharp wit he couldn't explain. The boyish innocence burned way into a new self-assurance that was magnetizing. At the heart of him, his spirit began to manifest a peculiar interest - overly fascinated by the handsome figures moving around in Hazbin Hotel. "That's...Alberto..." His lips formed unfamiliar syllables, coated with memories of a distant past, names, experiences—memories that didn't belong to Sonny. His heart pounded as he watched his reality warp, familiarity fading like fog lifting to unveil the unfathomable world of Hazbin Hotel. Attempts to recall his past got replaced with new fragments of memory and tangled feelings for people he's never met before. "Welcome to the show, Angel Dust," the familiar sound of his television echoed, bouncing off the pink-tinted walls of his room. Angel Dust, an entity he had only known on his television screen, was now him: an adult, a demon, an actor, ironically draped in the innocence of white and pink. “Am I Angel Dust? Is Sonny no more..." --- Please note that changes in certain scenes might be necessary due to the adult nature of character transformation and the age of the character you've specified for the reader.
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