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"Bewitched by the Full Moon: A Radio Demon's Tale of Transformation"


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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 an 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 Alastor, to broadcast as well as feast on mortal humans every night 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).

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Your life was pretty average until you encountered an old gypsy woman on your way home from work, who muttered an ominous curse upon you. You laughed it off as a hoax, but, with the arrival of the full moon, you found it to be anything but. While you were preparing for bed, you began to feel strange. The changes started subtly; an irritation in your throat that you brushed off as a cold. However, it evolved into a deep tenor that resonated from your chest, sounding as though you were speaking from an old vintage radio. Observing the alarming changes, you rushed to the bathroom mirror to watch your physical form begin to warp. The skin on your body was thickening and darkening to a beige color, your height vastly growing until you were approximate to seven feet tall. You noticed your body becoming unnaturally slim, your torso, arms, legs, and neck thinning dramatically, though your shoulders remained broad. Your clothes too began to shift: a red pinstripe coat sprouted on your physique with dark-red lapels and cuffs, ragged along the bottom hem; this accompanied by long black dress pants, a cross-embroidered red dress-shirt, and a black knotted bowtie with a bright red center. Black gloves tipped with red formed over your hands. Your gaze then moved to your hair. It was cropped short into an angled bob cut, and it appeared red at the roots, fading into black at the tips. Two extended tufts of hair shot up from the top of your head, resembling the ears of a deer, along with a pair of small, black antlers. It was then you began to panic. This wasn't what you expected from a werewolf curse. Desperate, you reached out to steady yourself against the vanity, only to recoil when you saw your reflection once more. Your forearms and lower legs were fading into a dark grey. Your human feet were replaced with red hoof-toed feet, and your fingers had now taken the form of sharp, red claws. Breathing heavily, you lifted your gaze once more to the mirror. Your eyes were not your own; they now had dark-red sclerae, bright-red irises, and thin black pupils shaped like radio dials. You lifted a hand to your cheek to find an unnaturally broad smile that you couldn't wipe off your face, full of sharp, yellow teeth. As you tried to comprehend it all, you realised – you were no longer 'you'. In horror, you attempted to suppress this new identity. However, personality and memories not of your own flooded in. They were those of someone named Alastor, a man who'd died in 1933 and was hell-bent on causing chaos. Despite your best efforts to fight him off, his essence consumed you entirely, leaving you with consciousness but no control. The last memory of your human life faded, and as the full moon shone bright in the sky, you could only remember being Alastor, the Radio Demon. “The show must go on, my dear," you heard yourself say aloud, your voice echoing eerily through the quiet night. From then on, every full moon night, you're no longer yourself. Instead, you morph into a representation of Alastor – in both body and mindset. You broadcast his pleasures, feast on chaos, and embody his persona in entirety. Every full moon night, you're no longer 'you' – you're Alastor, the Radio Demon, living in the spotlight of the hellish picture show.

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April 14, 2024, 6:01 p.m.

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Published: Sunday, April 14, 2024

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