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Question: Write a transformation story of Alastor (from the Hazbin Hotel series) turning into a common green bottle fly (Lucilia sericata) female from real life, complete with gender change, shrinking, body changes (developing a proboscis, insect wings, larger red eyes, a segmented body, the rear end inflating into an abdomen, etc), age change, and mind/mental change (with Alastor's personalities and memories being replaced with a female green bottle fly's personality and memories, despite his best efforts of holding onto them). For Alastor's appearance, 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. For the female green bottle fly's appearance (after Alastor turned into her), she is 10–14 mm (0.39–0.55 inches) in length – slightly larger than a house fly – and has brilliant, metallic, blue-green coloration with black markings. She has short, sparse, black bristles (setae) and three cross-grooves on the thorax. The wings are clear with light brown veins, and the legs and antennae are black.
Alastor, fondly known as the "Radio Demon," had a knack for causing chaos in the Hazbin Hotel and charming anyone who came under his influence. But then, something began to change. He awoke one day feeling an unusual tingling creeping up his limbs, and his refined radio announcer's voice started to falter. First, it was his level of consciousness. It felt as though a membrane of amnesia was wrapping itself around his mind, pushing away all of his cherished memories and playful personality traits. He was still aware of who he was, but he could feel himself forgetting precious moments, precious people. Still, he tried to hold on to them, clutching desperately at the dissipating fragments of his past. Next, he noticed his towering height of seven feet dwindling—the beige-colored skin of his sturdy form becoming soft and spongy. His proud antlers melted away, leaving his head bare. And as if shriveled by an invisible fire, his once vibrant red eyes changed in both color and structure. They bulged out, leaving them larger and redder than before, with no more hints of their black pupils, just a single, enlarged red color orb in their place. The changes didn't stop there. His pinkish-red hair began to lose its color, turning black before disappearing altogether. Simultaneously, his body, shrinking further, ruptured with new appendages—wings, brilliantly transparent yet clearly more fragile than any butterfly's. His form twisted and contorted to a shape barely recognizable as humanoid—a torso separated into a thorax and a large abdomen ballooned at the back, giving a grotesque distortion to his shapely figure. His clothes, too large for his disfigured and shrunken body, slipped off, leaving him in his new form—a creature he could barely accept as himself. He sprouted black bristles, sparse in number, across his new body. His black legs and antennae, tiny in comparison to his former limbs, began to twitch with a frequency that itched him. Another peculiar change was the proboscis, an elongated appendage forming from what once was his smiling mouth—forever locked in a broad grin. The last change, and perhaps the most shocking, was the realization of his gender transformation—his demonic male form now long replaced with a female's. Alastor felt dazed, his mind was in turmoil from both the physical changes and his memories now totally replaced by an unfamiliar insect's instincts and experiences. And with it, he finally succumbed, unable to resist the changes any longer, morphing into a being very unlike himself. Finally, Alastor, the once prominent resident of Hell, now stood before the Hotel's mirror as a newly incarnated creature—a creature no larger than 14mm, with a metallic glittering sheen of blue-green—an odd reflection of his former dapper charm. He was a female Lucilia sericata - a common green bottle fly, ready to embark on her life, unencumbered by the burdens of Alastor's past. With a surreal buzz, she took flight, her new wings lifting her minuscule form into the air. Alastor's charm, his elegance, and commanding presence were all but a distant memory, replaced by a primal simplicity—the simplicity of a fly's existence. Yet, in the depths of her insect mind, there lingered a faint recollection of a place named Hazbin Hotel...
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