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Question: Write a POV transformation story of a reader turning into identical clone of Alastor (from the Hazbin Hotel series), complete with gender change (if the reader is a female), clothes change, height progression, age change, height change, and mind/mental change (with all of the reader's personalities and memories being completely replaced with Alastor's personality and memories, despite his/her best efforts of fighting the new personality and memories, making the reader completely forget about his/her past self and only remember being Alastor). For Alastor's appearance (after the reader turned into his clone), he is a slim, 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 hoofed toes and red 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 voice are similar to an old-fashioned radio announcer and speaks with a transatlantic accent, 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 bored and wanted something new and more entertaining in Hell, and Alastor is getting tired of seeing artwork and stories (online) of himself getting turned into other characters in both body and mind (sometimes from different series), which he views as distasteful. So to teach the reader a lesson, Alastor (by some supernatural means) 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 supernatural black magic at the reader which turned him/her into his clones, thus turning the reader into Alastor's identical twin brother (the reader tried to fight those new memories and personality, not wanting to be completely transformed in either body or mind, but is fighting a losing battle and his/her mind been completely replaced with Alastor's mind). There should also be quotes from the characters in this story so we know what they're saying and what they're thinking.
From the moment you woke up, things felt strange. Everything seemed blurry, like you were in a dream, but things quickly became all too real. The soft, mundane colors of your bedroom vanished, replaced by overly saturated hues of purples, pinks, and reds. A wave of nausea hit you, and you stumbled to your feet. Standing in front of a full-length mirror, you scanned your reflection. Eyes widened in horror as you registered the stark transformation. Your skin had shifted to a beige color, your limbs seemed longer, leaner, and your height, remarkably around 7 feet. Looking up at your reflection, you noticed two small, pointed antlers nestled in the familiar bob-cut hair. You reached up, confirming the antlers are real and rooted on your head. The hair, once your normal color, now morphed into a pinkish-red at the roots that gradually darkened to black at the tips. The sight amplified your confusion and sparked fear. Your forearms and lower legs faded into a dark grey, and the sight brought an alarming realization. This wasn't some strange dream – you were transforming into Alastor from the Hazbin Hotel series. His sharp, yellow teeth were now yours, his eyes with dark-red sclerae and bright-red irises now reflected back at you in the mirror. Your clothes changed as well, taking on Alastor's iconic pinstriped suit. A monocle appeared over your right eye, rimmed with black. Holding onto the edge of your dresser for support as your boots appeared, emblazoned with red deer hoofprints on their soles. Suddenly, disorienting flashes of unfamiliar memories bombarded your mind, like watching a movie of someone else's life in fast forward. You grasped your skull and stumbled back, grappling with the unfamiliar faces, places, and events of Alastor's life. Each detail seared into your mind, your old memories fading to make room. "No," you gasped, trying to clutch at the threads of your old self, trying to anchor on something before the new memories could completely sweep you away. The struggle intensified, but ultimately, the fight against a supernatural force, as Alastor was just too powerful. "Ah, don't fight it, my dear," came Alastor's voice in your ear. "I assure you it’s not as bad as it seems," he chuckled darkly, and you realized that chuckle was also yours now. His voice echoed in your mind, commenting on your struggles, as though narrating a radio drama. His influence consumed your thoughts, turning them into his own. "I say, this is a grand improvement! Won’t you agree?" Internally, you cried out, but externally, your body moved on its own, picking up a slim cane with a microphone attached. "A perfect fit," you heard Alastor's voice echo. The realization hit; your mind was no longer yours - it belonged to Alastor now. The echoes of your last attempts to resist died down, drowned by the strong persona of the Radio Demon. "Welcome to the Hazbin Hotel, my new twin brother," Alastor's voice chimed, echoing through your head with a chuckle that sent cold trembles down your spine. But the trembles didn’t belong to you, your dread didn’t belong to you, nothing belonged to you anymore. You - the old you - were gone, replaced entirely by Alastor. Your mirror reflection grinned back at you, showcasing the predator's smile that was befitting of Alastor alone. You were him and he was you. Everything about your previous life became a distant, forgotten dream. Every memory, every thought belonged to Alastor. Embracing your new dandy-like appearance, you tipped your hat at the mirror. After all, no one - not even the readers - could resist the charm and charisma of Alastor, the Radio Demon from the Hazbin Hotel.
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