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Question: Write a transformation story of Vaggie (from the Hazbin Hotel series) turning into an identical clone of Alastor (also from the Hazbin Hotel series), complete with gender change, age change, height progression, and, against her will, mind/mental change (with Vaggie's personality and memories being completely replaced with Alastor's personality and memories, making her, now him, completely forget he was a female demon warrior Vaggie and only remembered ever being Alastor the Radio Demon). For Vaggie's appearance, she is a slim demon with muted gray-lavender colored skin. Her hair is white and has a jagged, moth-like shape to the cut, with gray-lavender stripes at the ends. She wears a large, ragged dark reddish-pink bow with two long tails on the back of her head, which reacts along with her moods. Vaggie's right eye has an ivory white iris and her sclera is light pink. Her left eye is missing and is replaced by a dark reddish-pink X on a slate-gray eyepatch, which glows when she is angry or irritated. She wears a dark pink blouse with a dark slate-gray peter-pan style collar, scalloped trim to the sleeves, and two buttons down the front. Her choker and skirt are the same dark slate-gray. Vaggie accessorizes with long slate-gray fingerless gloves and long thigh-high stockings, which are scalloped with white at the tops and the tips of the toes. For Alastor's appearance (after Vaggie turned into his clone), he is a slim, dapper sinner demon with beige-colored skin, and usually has a broad smile full of sharp, yellow teeth on his otherwise-human-like face. 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. The story is that Alastor wanted some more fun in the Happy Hotel, plus he wanted a twin brother of his own, and so (against Vaggie's will) he started to turn every demon in the hotel into his completely identical doppelgangers with exact same minds as his own, with Vaggie trying to resist the physical and mental changes, but to no avail. There should also be quotes from the characters in this story so we know what they're saying and what they're thinking.
Vaggie was sat in the lounge of the Happy Hotel, chatting with Charlie when the room suddenly plunged into an eerie silence; the grim ambiance was only punctuated by the distant sound of old-timey Jazz music. From the corner of the lounge, a terrifying figure made his presence known — Alastor, the Radio Demon. His smile gleamed ominously in the dim light, the radio waves lightly crackling around him, filling the room with a raw and powerful energy. He waltzed into the center, spinning his vintage microphone cane in his hand. "This place has been a bore lately," Alastor chided, his red irises glinting at the residents. "We need more... entertainment." At that moment, his gaze fixated on Vaggie. "Perhaps a 'twin' of my own will add some spark to this dreary scene," he mused aloud, a slow, venomous grin spreading across his face. Vaggie's mismatched eyes widened, a surge of fear rushing through her. She tried to stand, argue, do something, but her body seemed paralyzed under Alastor's chilling stare. A bolt of raw energy shot out from Alastor's cane, twirling with spectral colors as it ensnared Vaggie, her world turning into a whirlpool of crackling radio static and terrifyingly cheerful jazz music. She could feel her entire body warping, distorting, and changing. Her hair, once a beautiful white, started to bleed out in red, morphing into an angled bob-cut, with black tips spurting out of the ends. Her regular moth-shaped bow transformed into small, black antler-like tufts, sprouting from the crown of her head. Her eyes too began to change, her sclera turning dark and her irises sparking into bright red, with her pupils even changing into the shape of radio dials. Repulsed, she tried to touch her face, but her hands had changed as well. Her fingers seemed elongated and slim, painted with a grim shade of grey, her soft lavender skin now a beige hue. Vaggie's clothing faded too, transforming into a bright red dress-shirt with a black cross on the chest, and long black dress pants with matching red cuffs. A red coat was draped over her shoulders, its bottom ragged, and a black knotted bowtie nestled itself on her chest. In her hand, she felt a familiar weight – Alastor's thin cane with its sentient microphone, crackling as if alive. Looking down, she found heeled black boots with red deer hoof-prints branded on the sole, making up her feet. That was not Vaggie anymore, instead stood a perfect replica of Alastor. But the physical changes were dwarfed by the mental alterations. Vaggie's world immediately shrank into beams of radio frequencies and hideously cheerful jazz music. Her own thoughts, her emotions, her memories slowly started to bleed out, replaced by Alastor's obsessions with chaos and entertainment. Her squeaky protests were drowned out by the new, deeper resounding voice that now occupied her – his – mind. "But... I... Resist..." her thoughts came out weak. They were snuffed out as the transformation continued unabated, ignorant of her terror and pleas. All of her past, her struggles, her life as Vaggie... started to feel like a fading echo. His victory was evident in the triumphant laugh Alastor released. "Welcome to the broadcast, friend!" Alastor crowed, his grin widening as the transformation completed. A mirrored expression painted itself on the new Alastor's face, a smirk and a gleam in his bright red eyes that matched the original's perfectly. There was no sign of Vaggie's fierce defender spirit left in that fresh clone. "No... Vaggie... I..." the words shuddered out of the new Alastor. But the name Vaggie felt alien to him. It incited no memories or emotions, only a forgotten phantom pain. The new Alastor, cloned in body and mind, chuckled at the confused name. "Vaggie? No, no, dear friend, I'm Alastor," he said, matching the voice and tone of the original. ‘No, I am Alastor, the Radio Demon,’ his mind repeated, accepting it without resistance. Alastor's cackle echoed throughout the hotel as his gaze moved on to the other residents, the promise of countless transformations hanging in the chilling silence.
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