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Question: Write the POV transformation story of a human reader instantly 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 on fighting off the new personality and memories, making him completely unaware of ever being a human and he only remembers 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).
One moment, your world was filled with the familiar sounds and sights of your everyday life. Then, with a flash of light and a feeling akin to being pulled through time and space, everything changed. Your surroundings melted away, transforming into the intricate subterranean world known as the Underground. The shift in reality left you disoriented, but the real surprise was only beginning. The first sign of transformation was a tingling sensation spreading through your limbs. You looked down to see your hands morphing, your skin hardening into metallic segments. Flexing your fingers, you realized they now moved with the fluid, almost unnatural grace of springs. You tried to cry out, but your voice crackled and shifted, becoming a smooth, sultry tone that wasn't your own. “Wh-What’s happening to me?” Your words echoed back, barely recognizable in their new, melodic pitch. Your body began to elongate, limbs stretching, joints recalibrating. It wasn’t painful, but it was undeniably unsettling. You could feel your height increasing, pushing you above six feet, then nearing seven. The ground seemed to grow distant as you became a towering figure. Reality shimmered, and the next change became evident. You felt your chest swell, a distinct pressure forming as your torso transformed into a sleek, stylized metallic chest piece. It was as if you were being sculpted into perfection. A quick glance revealed a pink, glowing heart at your waist, surrounded by locking mechanisms that seemed to anchor your new form. You stumbled, your legs feeling unfamiliar. They were now long, graceful, clad in sleek black that ended in high-heeled, pink boots. Each step you took was an exercise in elegance and balance. You stood still, realizing with a mixture of awe and confusion how different your body felt—a blend of both alluring and intimidating power. Even as you fought to hold on to your own thoughts, unfamiliar memories surged forward. Images and emotional imprints of a life spent dazzling audiences filled your mind. Your past—the life you knew—began to fade, overwritten by the experiences of Mettaton EX. You tried to hold onto those you knew before, but their names and faces blurred, replaced by the intricate network of relationships within the world of Undertale. “Lights! Camera! Action!” You struck a pose impulsively. The flamboyant gesture felt natural, almost reflexive. Your personality began to shift, confidence and charisma blossoming within you, matching your new form and memories. You felt a newfound craving for attention, a need to captivate, enthrall, entertain. It was almost as if a script had been written into your very essence. You could no longer remember the details of your human life. Instead, you recalled scenes from your shows, your interactions with Alphys, and your strange, affectionate rivalry with Napstablook. The sense of duty to protect became paramount as well—though in a manner more performative and grandiose. “What’s the matter, darling? Are you feeling nervous?” You speak, your words rich with the comforting, theatrical flourish that you knew your fans adored. As you fully settle into your new reality, your previous life was nothing more than a faint echo. The spirit of Mettaton EX filled every fiber, every circuit of your being. The notion that you were once someone else didn't disturb the harmony of your existence anymore. After all, the show must go on. “My, my, how absolutely fabulous you’ve become!” you announced, striking another pose, feeling the audience's adoration flooding your sensors. You lived for this—the excitement, the drama, the applause. It was a transformation that was permanent and irreversible, yet every ounce of you gloried in it. For you were no longer a mere human; you were Mettaton EX: dazzling, untouchable, the star of the Underground, and you wouldn't have it any other way.
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