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Question: Write a POV transformation story of the male human (of somewhere around 5.6 or 6 feet tall) turning into a female Gardevoir (from the Pokemon franchise), complete with gender change (turning a reader from male to female, making him, now her realize that she is now a girl creature), body change, age change, height regression (shrinking until she was only above 5 feet tall instead of 5.6-6 feet tall), reality change (the reader's real world becoming the world of the Pokemon anime), and mind/mental change (with the reader's personality and memories replaced with a female Gardevoir's personality and memories, despite the reader's best efforts, making her completely forget all about her human self/life, and she also completely forgotten that her transformation happened a moment ago, making her only remember being a Gardevoir, and a female one at that). The transformation is permanent (meaning it is forever) and it is completely irreversible. For the female Gardevoir's appearance (after the reader turned into her), she is like all other Gardevoirs (both males and females alike, which all are identical to each other), being a humanoid sylph-like, Pokémon that stands just over five feet tall. The classical tutu-type skirt, unlike those of a Kirlia, is a long, flowing white gown that completely covers its legs, giving the appearance that it is floating. The female Gardevoir has long, slender, white legs with pointed tips (without any visible feet yet still able to move extremely well) underneath their gown. The inside of her gown is green in color. The red horn-like blades are on the female Gardevoir's chest and back, one on front and the other on back. Most of her face is obscured by her green 'hair', with only some white, and her large pink eyes visible. She lacks any visible ears or a nose. She also has long, slender arms that are green like her hair. Gardevoirs in general are famous for their loyalty; a Gardevoir will even sacrifice itself for its Trainer's sake. In the wild, Gardevoirs live in groups and care for their young lovingly. Gardevoirs are very wary of trusting strangers, but will develop the same loyalty they show to their trainers to those who show similar compassion and optimism. Gardevoirs are able to sense the feelings and emotions of Pokémon and people. One of its main abilities, though, is a kind of precognition, which allows it to sense the future. Additionally, it is able to create small black holes, distort dimensions, and support itself without feeling the pull of gravity. Gardevoirs are said to protect their trusted Trainers at all costs, even sacrificing their own lives to keep their Trainers safe. The female Gardevoir in this story also has these traits, and like all Gardevoirs, she only speaks anagrations of the word "Gardevoir" (the reader tries to speak English, but the reader's language falters and replaced during the reader's failed attempt at speaking English). There should also be quotes from the characters in this story (including quotes from the reader) so we know what they're saying and what they're 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).
You were walking through the park, enjoying the cool breeze and the sounds of chirping birds. The late-afternoon sun cast a golden glow over everything, and you felt a sense of contentment. Suddenly, you tripped over something. As you looked down, a strange, glowing stone caught your eye. It pulsed gently with a soft, green light. Curiosity getting the better of you, you bent down to pick it up. The moment your fingers wrapped around the cool, smooth surface, an intense surge of energy washed over you. You tried to pull your hand away but found yourself unable to let go. Your vision blurred and you felt your body tingling, but you couldn't move. You tried to scream for help, but no sound escaped your lips. "You should have never touched that stone," a disembodied voice echoed in your mind. "It has chosen you." Panic started to settle in as you began to feel your body changing. First came the shrinking, a peculiar sensation of compression as the world around you seemed to grow larger. Your clothes hung loosely for a moment before they simply vanished, replaced by the smooth, flowing gown of a Gardevoir. You could feel your legs compressing into sharply pointed tips, leaving you with the sensation of floating. Your hands were no longer your own, transforming into long, slender, green-tipped arms. The red, horn-like blades pierced through the front and back of your chest, and you could feel your face being covered by the soft, green tendrils of 'hair.' You tried to scream, but your voice emerged as an unfamiliar, melodic sound. "Garde... Voir?" you heard yourself say. Your mind flailed against the changes, desperately trying to hold on to your human identity. Thoughts, memories, and even your name began to dissolve, replaced by images of living in the wild with other Gardevoirs, protecting trainers, and sensing emotions. "No, this isn't right!" you tried to tell yourself. "I need to stay focused. Remember who you are! Remember your name!" But your human memories became misty, vague recollections that slipped through your mental fingers. The instincts and behavior of a Gardevoir were flooding in, overwhelming your human essence. You sensed your former self fading, replaced by a feeling of serene acceptance. "Who am I?" you wondered desperately, but the answer didn't come in words. It came in feelings of devotion, empathy, and warmth. A new personality rooted itself firmly, one that would sacrifice anything to protect those who have shown caring and optimism. The last vestige of your human self, your language, slipped away. You tried to speak, but the words transformed into the syllables of your new form. "I... Gard... Evoir?" You relaxed as the new emotions washed over you. The transformation was complete, and you felt an odd sense of belonging. You were, and always had been, a female Gardevoir. The memories of your human life evaporated, leaving behind only the instincts and knowledge of a loyal, empathetic Pokémon. "Gardev... Oir," you said, knowing that the world you were in now was your true home. Floating gracefully, you felt a new purpose, a sense of duty and love for those who would show kindness to you. This was who you were, who you had always been. And as you floated through the now unfamiliar park turned into a familiar forest, you felt nothing but peace. The transformation was complete, irreversible, and somehow completely right.
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