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Question: Write a POV transformation story of a male human reader (a boy of 11 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 him 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.
The day began as any other for the eleven year old boy, adventurous thinking and mind bubbling with the possibility of another normal day in his own world. But as the hours wore on, an unusual feeling began to creep over him. His height began to change, steadily growing taller. His shoes had started to feel restrictive and cramped, his slim legs elongating to a degree beyond the normal spurt of growth—little did he know that it was only the beginning. Before he could evoke a plea for assistance or an agitated cry for his parents, the 8-feet tall body of Angel Dust was already manifesting progressively. The boy's small, child-like body altered into Angel's slender build, his skinny legs turning to towering pins, adorned with reddish-grey thigh-high heeled boots. He felt his torso growing long and limber, the soft fabric of Angel's reddish-grey miniskirt grazing his thighs. A sudden lightheadedness enveloped him, and when he looked into the mirror, gasping at the reflection of his fully matured face, he saw the wide, sharp mouth adorned with pointy teeth and a single golden fang. His eyes now had a cerise pink iris, changing scleras, causing him to gasp and blink wildly. New thoughts, feelings, experiences, and memories surged into his mind—his own memories shrouded by the shadow of seemingly distant past. He felt the intrusive chaos of the crass innuendos, abrasive behavior, flamboyant flirting, and harsh confidence that defined the robust personality of Angel Dust. "I— I feel... dif— different..." He stumbled on his words, his voice not his own anymore, but the deep, husky tone of Angel Dust laced with a distinct New York accent. “No... not me... it's... Angel. I'm Angel Dust." He pleaded to grasp on the fading memories of his life but found it harder and harder. His mind now dominated by Angel's thoughts, he found himself unable to remember his past, his identity replaced, leaving the 'human boy' as a fading echo of yesteryears. "Mom, Dad..." he muttered, his plea fading away in the tumultuous reality of the altered world. Feeling his additional retractable arms, he looked again into the mirror, confronted with his new appearance: a perky chest formed from dense fur, the light-pink heart pattern running across his body, his fluffy white hair splattered with light-pink splotches, and freckles dotting under his cerise pink eyes. The once ordinary adolescent was now the tantalizingly high-heeled demon, Angel Dust. He found himself in the eerie environment of Hazbin Hotel, a place exceedingly different from his former home. He was too deep into the transformation, too pulled in by the irresistible force propelling him from this boy into this well-known adult demon. "I'm Angel Dust," he confirmed, accepting the reality of his transformation. "This is my world now. Hazbin Hotel... home." The final echoes of his human existence vanished, forever imprinted as Angel Dust. His new hazel eyes were now the gateway to a world he would navigate with sarcastic remarks, sharp wit, stylish flair and of course, his unique accent. His transformation complete, his journey into Hazbin Hotel had just begun.
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