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Question: Write the POV transformation story of a human reader being cursed and transformed at every full moon night into Alastor (from the adults cartoon/animated series Hazbin Hotel), complete with gender change (if the reader is a female), clothes change, age change (becoming the age of 30s-40s years old, exactly as left off from Alastor's death from his human life in 1933, becoming immortal in the process), height progression (growing from a normal height to 7 feet tall), voice change, 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 him), he is a slim (having an unnaturally thin torso, neck, arms, and legs, except his shoulders are broad), dapper sinner demon with beige-colored skin, and usually has an unnaturally broad smile (reaching from each cheek's upper area) full of sharp, yellow teeth (he has no ability to frown due to this permanent smile). 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. His voice also sounds like it is coming from an old-fashioned vintage radio. Alastor has many supernatural powers, such as demon transformation (the ability to turn into a more powerful demon form), flexibility (able to contort his body into numerous unnatural poses), demonic magic (able to cast magic thanks to the high power-level he has accrued in the demon ranking system, this magic takes the visual form of glowing red symbols that resemble Voodoo veve, which float around him), shadow manipulation (able to summon shadows and manipulate them into doing his bidding), spatial warping (able to get around with the help of his shadow, allowing teleportation through this ability), portal creation (able to transport others to his location easily via the portals he makes), pyrokinesis (able to summon small balls of fire for display purpose), phytokinesis (able to make plants wilt with a single stare), manifestation, photokinesis (able to project red glowing light from his eyes as well as his microphone), and outfit alteration (capable of changing the outfits of his targets as well as his own with a snap of a finger). He is also capable of various other abilities including deal-making (as Alastor is known to be a deal-maker demon; deal-maker demons like Alastor can increase their power by dealing in souls, which is a very powerful commodity in hell, so they’re seen as very manipulative and not to be toyed with, deal-making is not something every demon can do, as such it is not to be taken lightly as it doesn’t generally work out well for the other party), broadcasting (when he was a living human, Alastor's profession was as a radio show host, and he continues his broadcasts in Hell as a demon, ensuring that Hell's denizens are aware of his activities over the airwaves, earning him the title of "The Radio Demon"), bilingualism (Alastor can speak English fluently as well as some broken Creole French), cooking (Alastor is noted to be "a big foodie" and mentions having admired his mother's cooking, specifically her Jambalaya), musical/dancing/theatrical talent (Alastor is known to display moderate vocal abilities and excels at dancing, with some people noting tap to be a style he excels in specifically, he also shows a flair for theatrical showmanship), and wide intellect (Alastor is known to be quite a cunning individual, resulting in him accruing a large amount of power through his tricks and deal-making). For his personality, 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 manly voice are similar to an old-fashioned radio announcer and speaks with a transatlantic accent (always literally sound like he is talking through a vintage radio), 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 Alastor's preferences, he likes/loves smiling, invading people's personal space, his mother and her cooking, the "picture show", strong liquor, cooking, people failing, playing pranks, black coffee, bitter tastes, theater, dancing, the Stock Market Crash of 1929, and venison; however, he dislikes being touched, dogs (possibly related to his death as a mortal human in 1933), frowning, tea, anything sweet, Angel Dust's sexual remarks, post-30s' technology, and anyone ruining his outfit. The story is that the reader has been cursed by an evil gypsy woman to transform into a demonic creature every full moon night; however, the reader just laughs off and believes that it was just a lady doing a scary yet silly prank. Just days later, at one night, however, when the moon is full, the reader undergoes a transformation. But he/she does not transform into a werewolf as he/she initially believes/thinks by the start of the transformation, instead, the reader transforms (against his/her will) completely into Alastor the Radio Demon, in both body and mind, every full moon night (the reader tries to fight back all the changes and call for help, but to no avail), leaving the reader now completely transformed into Alastor (known to himself and the terrified humans as "Were-Alastor" or "WereAlastor" (which he also calls himself) due to transforming from a mortal human every full moon night). Alastor, formerly the human reader, now broadcasts throughout the mortal realm (Earth) as well as kill and feast on any mortal humans and their souls from the mortal world every night on Earth when the moon is full. 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).
It was a usual evening for you when you unknowingly crossed the path of an eccentric lady who was known in whispers for her uncanny abilities. The woman took a disturbing interest in you, her aged eyes flashing dangerously. You both had a conversation but eventually, she fell into a dark silence and murmured a curse, one that fell on deaf ears as you laughed it off, believing it to be an act of sheer entertainment. You carried on with your life, the encounter with her soon slipping to the back of your thoughts. Days later, under the benevolent shine of a full moon, and far from the city's artificial lights, you started to feel a strange sense of unease. Your skin tingled, your heartbeat quickened, and an uncanny chill ran down your spine. Your laughter from the day of the curse seemed to echo eerily in your ears as mortality began to rewrite itself. Slowly, a burning sensation spread across your body, like wildfire attempting to consume you from the inside out. Your height stretched, bones shifting and muscles reorganizing as you shot up to a towering 7 feet. You could feel your body slimming, your shoulders broadening and your torso, neck, arms, and legs becoming unnaturally thin. All the while, your clothes were transfiguring, melting onto your changing form only to be reshaped into a different attire. The mirrors in the room reflected a strange creature not of this world, dressed in a red pinstriped coat with matching cuffs, a black cross appearing on the chest under a red dress shirt, and long black dress pants, all accessorized with a black bow tie and matching pointed-toe boots. Your heart pounded in terror as your face began to transform. Your skin paled to an unsettling beige while teeth sharpened, becoming a brazen display of feral intention. Your hair morphed, turning into a pinkish-red bob-cut with black tips. Black antlers pierced through, while your eyes burned, turning into a horrifying vision of dark-red sclerae and bright-red irises. As you touched your face, you could feel your regularly small grin stretching, forcing into an unnaturally broad smile. Panic set in as you tried to frown, to express your fear and confusion, but the overbearing smile seemed locked in place. Your voice began shifting, the tones becoming distinct like those heard in old radio broadcasts. Fear turned into an imposed calm as your conscious personality fought back, battling the overwhelming new memories and persona invading your mind. The losing fight concluded, leaving Alastor from the animated series Hazbin Hotel standing in your place. The once human mind was permanently replaced by his, complete with every single knowledge and experience he had gathered throughout his lifetime. Under the full moon, your human identity was completely overtaken by Alastor, the dread of losing yourself entirely made way for an eerie calmness. You could feel an onslaught of supernatural powers surfacing as you transformed into a more powerful demon form. Flexibility, demonic magic, shadow manipulation and spatial warping began to intertwine themselves into your being. Every full moon night, you, who was once just a typical human, now transformed into the formidable and malevolent entity known as Alastor. As the memories and personality of the human you were once fade away, the personality traits, mannerisms, and intentions of Alastor now present themselves within you. While you are still holding on to your former human name, Alastor also has another name upon his transformation every full moon - "WereAlastor". Confidently, WereAlastor stood in the mortal realm of Earth, announcing his presence over a vintage radio, his voice echoing "Ladies and Gentlemen, good evening... The Radio Demon is on the air," he announced to all corners of the night, ready to embrace, with an ever-present grin, his newfound nocturnal life. Your life had taken a surreal and frightful turn where now, you waited each day for the moon to ascend in the night sky, so you could transform into the suave, menacing personality of Alastor, basking in his powers and reveling in a life you never anticipated.
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