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Question: Write the POV transformation story of a human reader turning into an identical clone of Alastor (from the adults animated series Hazbin Hotel), complete with gender change (if the reader is a female), clothes change, age change, height progression, and mind/mental change (with the reader's personalities and memories being permanently and completely replaced with Alastor's personality and memories, despite the reader's best efforts of fighting the new personality and memories, making him/her completely forget about his/her past self and only remember being Alastor the Radio Demon). For Alastor's appearance (after the reader turned into his clone), he is a slim (unnaturally thin), 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 hoof-toed feet and red clawed 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 sick and tired of being viewed as an evil monster, and to his dismay, the human reader views demons (who he/she is afraid of) as nothing more than pure evil monsters. So Alastor (by some supernatural means and to teach the reader a lesson (plus he wanted a twin brother)) 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 his supernatural magic at the reader which turned the reader into his clone in both body and mind (despite the reader's efforts of fending them off), thus permanently turning the reader into Alastor's identical twin brother. The transformation is permanent (meaning it is forever) and is completely irreversible. There should also be quotes from the characters in this story so we know what they're saying and what they are 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've long viewed demons as malevolent creatures, and ever since you discovered the Hazbin Hotel series, that belief has only been cemented. Alastor, the Radio Demon, terrified you with his grinning face and malevolent antics. You would never have guessed that your simple viewing habits would draw his attention. One moment you're watching the series on your monitor, wide-eyed with excitement and fear, the next, that very same monitor seemed to gulp you down, sending your head spinning and your body tumbling into darkness. When you regained your senses, you found yourself standing before the towering form of Alastor himself in the disarrayed streets of Hazbin Hotel’s world. Suddenly, your body flared with a horrendous heat, your view of the sharp, grinning demon flitting in and out of view as you staggered backward. First, it was the pinpricks on your head, as if a deer were cramming its antlers into your skull. Your hair began to shrink and change color, morphing from its usual hue to a pinkish-red shade, curling into a bob-cut with jet-black tips. Your eyes ached, almost like a phantom darkness swallowing the pupils whole, turning them into slim black slivers that could morph into radio dials. Your skin started to lose its pigment, fading to a warm beige, somehow blending into your newly formed antlers. A sudden pull at your limbs had you crumpling, legs and arms elongating to an unnatural length until you found yourself looming tall within the entangled streets. Your clothes disappeared, replaced by Alastor’s very attire: a red pinstripe coat, a bright red dress-shirt adorned with a black cross, long black pants, a black bow tie, and pointed black boots. Your fingers elongated, sprouting sharp claws as the lower half of your arms and legs fused into sturdy infernal limbs, a dark gray color accenting the change. Your feet morphed grotesquely, taking on a deer-like appearance accompanied by hooves. The final transformation occurred inside your mind. You fought it, clinging desperately to your memories, your humanity, and your personality. But Alastor's essence was overpowering, flooding your thoughts with his bizarre tastes, his connotations and desires. Your memories, once cherished, were swallowed by the devious ethics and anachronistic ways of Alastor. Your personality began to shift, bearing the mark of a radio announcer as charming as he was ominous. "No, no, no," you whimpered, clutching your head. But your voice sounded foreign to you, carrying the eerie charm of Alastor's transatlantic accent. Your pleas merged into his tune. “It’s not so terrible, is it?” Alastor questioned, managing to look both gleeful and sympathetic at your plight. “You’ll soon see, my dear imitator, being me isn't so monstrous as you'd think.” And then, everything about the human you were lost its grip and fell away in tatters, leaving only Alastor behind. You looked around, taking in the grim beauty of hell, your hell, now familiar and strangely comforting. The human you once were was gone — irrevocably replaced. You peered down at your dapper attire, toying with the sentient vintage-style microphone attached to your cane. A wide grin came naturally to your face. You were Alastor, the Radio Demon, and you wouldn't have it any other way. You felt the infernal magic coursing through your veins, realizing the depths of the powers you now wielded. Strangely, there was no fear. Only excitement for whatever misadventures awaited you - Alastor, the Radio Demon and his identical twin brother. As your wide grin reflected in the mirrored surface of a nearby car, you chuckled, echoing Alastor’s dark humor. “My, isn't this a picture show? No time for dilly-dallying, there are places to go, people to terrorize. Welcome home...” Forever Alastor, forever in the world of Hazbin Hotel, the world that was now intrinsically yours.
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