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Question: Write a POV transformation story of a male human (of somewhere around 5.6 or 6 feet tall) turning into the 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 is 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 male human self/life, and she also completely forgotten that her transformation happened a moment ago, making her only remember being a Gardevoir, and also a female). 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 wake up groggily, your body feeling unusually heavy and... different. The sensation is so alien that it jolts you fully awake, heart racing as you scramble to understand what's happening. You sit up and look around, expecting to see your familiar room, but instead, you are surrounded by a lush, vibrant forest. The trees are taller and more radiant than anything you've ever seen, and the air smells like a mix of pine and something sweet you can't quite place. "What... Where am I?" you murmur, but the sound that escapes your lips is unlike anything you've ever heard before. "Garde... voir?" Your heart skips a beat. That wasn't English. You look down at your hands, but what you see are not hands—long, slender green arms ending in pointed tips. Panic rises in your chest as you realize you can't feel your legs. Your dress-like gown billows as you try to move, and it's then that you realize you are hovering just above the ground. "What is happening to me?" you try to shout, but again, it comes out wrong. "Gardevoir... Garde!" You stumble—or rather float—towards a nearby pond. The reflection that stares back at you is not your own but that of a Gardevoir. You blink, and the Gardevoir blinks back. You try to touch your face, feeling the smooth texture of the white and green form, the lack of any familiar features; no nose, no ears, just large, pink eyes staring back from under a veil of green hair. No, this can't be real. You try to focus, to remember who you are... were. You were a male human, standing around 5.6 to 6 feet tall. Your name, it's... it's slipping away. The more you grasp for it, the further it fades. You feel yourself shrinking, losing inches by the second until you're just over five feet tall. You close your eyes, trying to hold onto any trace of your former self. "I was... I was a man... My world... earth..." As you struggle, new thoughts bombarded you. Compassion, loyalty... an innate sense of protecting someone you have yet to meet, but somehow you know you'll care for deeply. Memories of a world filled with Pokémon, of battling and nurturing, train themselves into your mind. Your eyes snap open, but there's no longer fear in them. Just... familiarity. You are a Gardevoir, after all. You've always been a Gardevoir. You twist slightly in the air, feeling the graceful flow of your gown, the solid strength of the red blades on your chest and back. It feels right, natural. A sound catches your attention. A young boy stumbles into the clearing, looking around frantically. "There you are! I’ve been looking everywhere for you," he says, relief flooding his face. A name bubbles up to the surface. "Gardevoir!" you say happily, floating quickly towards him. You reach out, sensing his feelings of worry and affection. This is your Trainer, the one you are meant to protect. As you close the distance, all thoughts of a past life fade away, like they were never there. And just like that, you're home. In this moment, in this body, with this purpose, everything makes perfect sense. The rest of the forest and the world beyond await your journey together. For here, you are Gardevoir.
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