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Question: Write a POV transformation story of the mortal human reader and his/her friend or sibling turning into identical clones of Lucifer Morningstar (from the Hazbin Hotel series), complete with gender change (if the reader and/or the reader's sibling or friend are female), clothes change, age progression, height change, and mind/mental change (with the reader's and the friend's/sibling's personalities and memories being completely replaced with Lucifer's personality and memories, despite the reader's and his/her friend/sibling's efforts on fighting those new personality and memories, making them completely forget that they were ever normal humans and only remember being the king of Hell Lucifer Morningstar). For Lucifer's appearance (after the reader and his/her sibling/friend turned into his clones), he has pure white skin, blonde hair, thick black eyebrows, black lips and a mouth full of sharp teeth. He has no visible ears or nostrils, giving him a less "human" appearance. His eyes are yellow with red slit pupils resembling those of a snake. He, like his daughter, has red cheeks. His eyelids are purple which give the appearance of eyeshadow. He wears a white high collar suit, a pair of knee-high heeled boots, a black bowtie, and a red undershirt with white stripes. He also wears a wide-brimmed white top hat, with a golden snake and red apple over golden spikes reminiscent a crown. On his left pinkie, he wears a golden ring. Lucifer carries an apple-topped black cane that matches his hat. He is slightly shorter than his daughter and his wife, Lilith. Never short of puns, quips, or jokes, Lucifer Morningstar is zany, self-indulgent, easily bored, and jaunty, a witty and charismatic showman with a goofy and silly charm (emphasizing his love of polka music), while simultaneously maintaining an air of regality and menace to avoid making others feel too comfortable around him. Lucifer is a husband to Lilith Morningstar, and they both love each other very much, being described as "passionate, cheesy lovers" by some other demons. The story is that Lucifer hated the idea of redemption (since he believes all demons are irredeemable) and find Charlie's idea of a rehabilitation hotel, the Happy Hotel, ridiculous. So, to make his daughter see Lucifer's point and an attempt to abandon the demon rehabilitation idea, he used his supernatural powers on Charlie, turning her into his completely identical doppelganger with exact same mind as his own. The story takes place after this other story: https://www.theinternet.io/articles/ask-ai/great-idea-daddy-im-glad-you-think-so-pumpkin-lets-get-started-on-this-rehabilitation-hotel-of-yours-its-going-to-be-so-amazing-i-know-it-is-love-i-just-know-it/ . After turning Charlie Morningstar (Lucifer's daughter) into his new doppelganger, Lucifer wanted more fun and more clones of himself, and so he brought the reader and his/her friend/sibling from the real world and into the world of Hazbin Hotel before he used supernatural powers to transform the reader and the sibling/friend, with them both 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.
It was an ordinary day for you and your best friend - or at least, as ordinary as days got, given your absurdly adventurous lives. Immersed in the escapades of the fascinating characters of Hazbin Hotel, you both closed the book, sighing wistfully. Suddenly, a whirling vortex of multicolored light engulfed your peaceful living room. Stunned, you escalated from astonishment to panic as two figures walked out of the portal - Lucifer and Charlie Morningstar. Lucifer smirked coolly, giving you a once-over. "Interesting. Very interesting. I think I can work with this." He twirled his cane and snapped his fingers, immediately, you and your friend felt a powerful surge encapsulate your bodies. Averting your eyes from the impossible scene, you risked a glance at your friend. Their mortification reflected your own - a dawning realization of the bizarre transformation you were both undergoing. Both of you felt an intense pressure against your minds, and you desperately tried to hold onto your memories, your identities, but it was like trying to clasp water. Your eyes betrayed disbelief as your skin started to lighten, glowing pure white. Your hair, too, was changing color, turning straw-blond. You felt a ripple of discomfort as your nose and ears vanished. You realized with abject dread that you were transforming into Lucifer Morningstar's doppelganger. Panic gripped you as your friend echoed your transformation, your bodies in sync, elongating in height and age. Your outfits changed next, morphing into white high-collared suits, elegant top hats adorning your heads, crowned with a golden snake and red apple. The final touches were the black bow ties, red-striped undershirts and the embellishments like the stylish ring and boots. The last to succumb was your peace of mind. Despite your desperate attempts to resist, your thoughts and memories began to turn into a static noise before being replaced entirely with Lucifer's. A new personality surged forth, one that was zany, self-indulgent, easily bored, and jaunty, while simultaneously maintaining an air of regality and menace. The change was absolute; it was as if you and your friend had never existed, only Lucifer, king of Hell. “See? Now isn’t that so much better?” Lucifer declared, his voice echoing through your newly shared mind. Appalled, yet unable to resist, you nodded in agreement, your friend mirroring your actions. Meanwhile, Charlie looked at all of you apologetically before turning to her father. “Dad, was this one of your unnecessary theatrics?” She queried, a hint of annoyance creeping into her voice. Lucifer merely chuckled. "You miss the point, pumpkin. This isn't simply theatrics, it’s a lesson of acceptance. Acceptance that redemption isn't for everyone, especially not for demons.” But at this point, your last coherent thought as a human had long since disappeared. Lost to Lucifer’s cunning perversion, your parting words echoed, "Indeed, my king. Anything you say, goes.”
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