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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 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're at home, your day starting just like any other. The sun seeps into your room, nudging you awake. A yawn escapes your mouth as you stretch, feeling the satisfying pull on your muscles. Sliding out of bed, you stand tall at your usual height of about 5.9 feet. Nothing seems out of the ordinary as you move about your morning routine. Suddenly, you feel a tingling sensation creeping from your toes. It's unfamiliar, disconcerting, spreading up your body like wildfire. “What is happening to me?” you murmur, concern evident in your voice. The tingling turns into a rapid transformation that you cannot halt. You look at your hands in shock as they elongate and narrow, the skin turning a pale green. Your heart races, and confusion clouds your mind. Your body shifts and reshapes, your muscles realigning in ways you can't comprehend. You feel yourself shrinking in height, panicky breath escaping your lips as you drop below six feet. Finally, you rest just above five feet. Your legs transform next, becoming strange slim extensions that no longer resemble human limbs. “What... What is this?!” you exclaim, only to realize your voice has become higher-pitched and softer. The panic bubbles up, but you're unable to do anything as your clothes morph into a long, flowing white gown. Frantically, you look around, trying to find something recognizable, something normal, but everything around you is shifting, melting into a surreal landscape. Instead of your room, you're now surrounded by vibrant forests and unfamiliar paths. This is no longer your house. You're not even sure it's your world. You step forward, the gown-like structure you now wear making soft swishing sounds with each movement. “This can’t be happening,” you whisper, but your attempt at forming words falters. The sounds come out as “Garde... Gardevoir!” Startled, you try again. “I... wo...” Reality hits you hard as you realize that speaking English is now impossible. “Gardevoir, vo..” is all you manage to articulate. Your memories start to blur and blend. Names, places, moments you cherish—they slip away like grains of sand through your fingers. You grasp for them desperately, but each one fades, replaced by distant memories of caring for young ones, living in Pokemon groups, and dedicating your life to a trainer. Your thoughts become alien, foreign. You remember a different life, a life as a loyal Gardevoir, everything devoted to protecting those you care for. You no longer perceive yourself as a human man but as a female Gardevoir. Even the concept of your human existence erodes, unrecoverable. “Garde... Gardevoir...” you mutter, resigned, easing into your new reality. As unfamiliar as it seems, it feels oddly right. You scan the area with your large pink eyes, which see with newfound clarity. This world feels right, this new body feels like it always belonged. Your mind tugs at you gently, whispering truths of a Gardevoir's loyalties. You find yourself accepting it; the fabric of who you once were now thoroughly unraveled. You are a protector, a guider, and a devoted fighter. “Gar...devoir,” you say with resolve, stepping into your new world, with your human past now nothing more than a fleeting shadow.
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