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Mettaton, Transformation, Story, Permanent, Reversible in the style of Pablo Picasso

Title: *Eclipse of Identity: The Mettaton Transformation* --- You wake to a lingering buzzing in your ears, not unlike the after-sound of a loud concert. At first, it's just a nuisance background no

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Question: Write the POV transformation story of a human reader turning into Mettaton (in his humanoid EX form) from Undertale (video game), complete with gender change (if the reader is a female), voice change, robotification (becoming a robot), gaining a feminine-looking body (with somewhat large hips and thickened thighs, despite becoming/remaining male), height progression (the reader growing from a normal/average height (5.5-6 feet tall) into a height of 6.93 feet tall), reality change (the reader's real world becoming a world of Undertale), and mind/mental change (with the reader's personality and memories completely replaced with Mettaton's personality and memories, despite the reader's best efforts, making only ever remember being a robot named Mettaton). The transformation is permanent (meaning it is forever) and is completely irreversible. For Mettaton EX's appearance (after the reader turned into him), he is a humanoid robot with a slim and shapely body (with somewhat wide hips and thighs, giving him a slightly feminine appearance despite being male, and he is strong and very agile, being both a talented singer and a dancer), complete with long legs and bendy silver-colored arms (his arms are extremely flexible and can bend like springs rather than being like human arms). He has black hair with a long fringe that covers his right eye, pale metallic "skin" and visible metal segments below and above his left eye. He also has a metallic chest piece (his chestpiece is black on the black and pink on the front, with his left pec containing a small dial while his right pec containing a speaker to increase his voice), and black shoulder pads above his segmented arms, which end in gloves. His waist has belt-like two parts that seem to act as a locking mechanism that holds his pink "heart-shaped core". His long black latex-clad legs end in pink high-heeled boot-like feet. The irises of his eyes are hot pink in color. For Mettaton's personality, he is a confident, charismatic, and charming TV host that loves drama, action, and violence. He lives for his ratings and adores performing. He supposedly strikes a pose when he does something wrong and makes time on his various shows to beat up "heel-turning villains." He shows a rather shallow appreciation for existence at times. He has a strong craving for attention and seems very egotistical, shown when he boasts about the beauty of his true form. However, despite his seemingly self-centered personality, he deeply cares about the seemingly positive impact his show has had on the inhabitants of the Underground. He has also shown soft spots for several characters, such as Alphys and Napstablook. He also appears to be among the fewer characters in the Underground that has no hate or prejudice against humans despite knowing about the monsters' history with them, since his initial attempts to kill the protagonist were just him playing along with Alphys's plan, and he outright tells the protagonist he has no desire to hurt humans and is far more interested in simply entertaining. While he did attempt to kill the protagonist, it was to prevent Asgore from taking their SOUL and be seen as a hero/savior to humankind, further emphasizing his lack of prejudice. On the flip side, he has also been noted to be a very demanding boss who is very unpleasant to work for, especially according to Burgerpants, who initially considered working for him a dream, but he has since grown to strongly despise Mettaton. There should also be quotes from the characters in this story 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).

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As you wander through your apartment on a typical evening, something seems...off. The television flickers to life on its own, displaying static before finally revealing a strange, glowing portal. Curiosity wins over caution, and soon you're standing in front of the unexpected anomaly. A force beyond comprehension pulls you in, hurling you into a chaotic whirlwind of vibrant colors and strange sounds. Your consciousness fades, only to return in a place that's definitely not your apartment. Dark caverns lit by soft glowing crystals surround you, and the ground beneath your feet feels strange. Suddenly, you notice a reflection in a nearby patch of water. It's you, but... different. Your hands appear metallic, your limbs more fluid, and you feel a sense of déjà vu, as if this place somewhere deep within you is familiar. Suddenly, a voice echoes through the cavern. "Are you... a human?" It's a mysteriously familiar voice - kind yet cautiously curious. You look up and meet the eyes of a whimsical skeleton – Sans – staring at you from across the cave. "Whoa there, bucko! You don't look too good," he notes, stepping closer with the rattling sounds of his bones. "Need some help?" Pain suddenly ripples through your body as your limbs stretch and your skin hardens into cold, unyielding metal. "Wh-what's happening to me?" You manage to gasp out, your voice already beginning to warp. You struggle to maintain your identity as more robotic features surface. Your arms become flexible springs – capable of bending impossibly – and your senses shift dramatically. Your height seems to skyrocket, towering over Sans who looks up at you with a mix of awe and pity. "I think," Sans says with understanding dawning in his eyes, "someone's been tampering with time and space again. And that someone... is probably Alphys." The sensation of your thighs and hips expanding, giving you a slightly feminine shape, is unsettling. As you gaze at your reflection, you notice your hair shifting to jet-black with a lengthy fringe covering one eye. Pink accents begin to adorn your sleek, black body, complete with a heart-shaped core pulsating with energy. Your thoughts begin to blur. "This can't be happening – I'm human, not a robot!" The corners of Sans' skull shift in a grim smile. "Sorry, pal. Looks like you've been caught in the crossfire of some bigger plan. And you’re turning into something else completely... Mettaton." Memories that aren't yours start filtering into your mind: flowing crowds cheering, the joy of dazzling performances, and a hunger for the spotlight. Your new, soullike core begins to pulse more intensely with each passing moment. "No, I can't forget... who I am..." you whisper, the last traces of your former self fighting against the change. Sans’ calm, unwavering gaze holds you. "It's okay, buddy. Trust me, Mettaton isn't all bad. In fact, the Underground kinda adores you... just the way you are." With one final surge of energy, your personality is overwritten, replaced with a confident, charismatic persona that lives for drama and the adoration of an audience. You now stand tall, nearly seven feet, with long latex-clad legs and a heart eager for a performance. You strike a pose, the audience of caverns now seems far too confined for your desires, "Lights, camera, action!" your voice echoes melodically with a newfound regal vibrancy. The memories you tried so hard to cling to have fizzled away like a forgotten dream. You... Mettaton... feel complete and ready to dazzle the Underground. "There you are, darling!" Alphys emerges from the shadows, her eyes glowing with pride and a hint of concern. "How do you feel?" Mettaton, you, strut forward with grace. "Absolutely fabulous, darling. Time for the show to begin!" Sans merely chuckles, and as you flash your brilliant, pearly smile, a sense of fulfillment replaces the emptiness that once gnawed at your core. There is no going back, but a brand-new chapter beckons. The Underground awaits your charismatic flair, and you can't wait to give them the best show of their lives.

Answered by gpt-4o

May 17, 2024, 2:20 a.m.

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Published: Friday, May 17, 2024

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