Excitedly, Kate typed in her name, and other vital statistics as requested by the machine. She was 5'9", blonde, with a muscular athletic build from sports in high school and college. But none of that mattered, because she was about to live her fantasy, a fantasy that had haunted her since she was a child.
Kate wanted to be transformed into panties. But not just any panties. She wanted to be lacy, sexy panties, in gold-colored cloth with frilly leg openings, and her name on the rear to make it clear that these panties used to be a person!
As she entered her request, the machine asked questions to narrow down the options, and finally showed her a simulation of what she would look like when it was done. She drew a breath in delight at the image on the holographic screen, they were EXACTLY what she had fantasized about! Her name was all over the back side of them in capital letters, with a little small-print statement of who she had been, in silver thread on the golden fabric.
Last of all, the choices of 'PERMANENT' and 'TEMPORARY' were offered, and Katie chose the second. She wanted to be underwear, but not necessarily forever. At least, not this time...
The machine asked if she was ready, and she pressed the YES button. It directed her to a line of women a few meters away, and told her to remove all her clothing, and drop them into two bins. One bin was for ordinary clothing, the other for clothes and personal stuff that used to be people.
Kate blushed but obeyed, walking over to the back of the line, and removing her flip flops, which she dropped into the 'people' bin, since each one was a former boyfriend. One had been her first high school boyfriend at 14, the other she had broken up with a year before.
Her T-shirt went into the 'ordinary' bin, but her tight denim shorts went into the 'people' bin. She had no idea who they had once been, but she had bought them at fourth-hand and knew from their indestructible toughness that they had to be a transformed human.
Her bra was normal, as were her panties, and now she standing in public, naked as a jaybird, other than a couple of bits of second-hand jewelry that went into the 'former people' bin as well. Like her shorts, she had no idea who might once have been, she'd bought them at yard sales. But since transformed people were basically indestructible, that was a pretty sure way to tell if an object had once been a person.
"Don't worry about it too much," a female attendant assured her, seeing her looking from bin to bin. "Our sensors will sort out any mistakes, the sorting bins are just a convenience."
"Thanks," Kate said, still blushing a bit to be standing stark naked in public. But the other women in line were just as naked as she was, so that helped. Across the room, a line of naked men were waiting their turn at a machine as well.
She looked at the ladies ahead of her, who were mostly smiling and excited, though many seemed nervous, too. Their ages ranged from early teens to late sixties, she guessed. It was legal to transform teenagers with permission from their legal guardians, of course.
Ahead of her, she saw a pretty woman in her 40s step through the doorway into the machine, which sealed behind her. They could still see her through the transparent panel, as a brilliant blue light flooded the chamber. The woman seemed to suddenly drop to all fours, the light intensified...and faded, leaving a DOG in the chamber!
The door slid open, and the dog barked, and emerged, and trotted over to a young man. The man resembled the former woman, Katie noticed. He slid a collar and leash onto the dog, and man and dog left the room, the dog yapping happily.
"Wow," she breathed.
"Yeah, I know," the woman ahead of her said. "I know them! That was a friend of my mother who just had herself turned into a dog, and her 22 year old son that's walking her on the leash now! It's her wedding present to her son and daughter-in-law, they wanted a dog, so Ms. Stafford turned herself into one for them!"
Katie took a deep breath. "Amazing! It's still hard to believe it's possible!"
"I know," the woman ahead of her, who was about her age, said. "Even after all these years!"
"I wonder how long she'll be a dog?" Katie asked.
"Oh, it's permanent," the other girl, whose name was Lynn, said. "I heard Mom and Ms. Stoddard talking when they were planning out their transformations, Ms. Stoddard said it would be permanent, and she was having her intelligence lowered as well. She's still the same person inside, but now she's no smarter than a dog."
Katie felt her pussy getting wet as they talked. She hoped nobody could tell.
"Is she immortal?"
"Yes," Lynn nodded. "She's supposed to be a family heirloom now, a doggie passed down from generation to generation!"
"What about your mother, Lynn?" Katie asked. "You said she was planning a transformation too!"
"Oh, she did," Lynn grinned. "We came here together, but she's already been through. That's Mom over there!"
Lynn pointed, and Katie looked to see a gleaming white marble statue of a horse.
"We're going to be a statue," Lynn said excitedly. "Mom's already the horse, I'm turning to stone and they'll set me on top of her as the rider, and they'll mount us together and put us on display on the family estate! Dad's already the podium, sitting out at the family estate!"
"Forever?"
"Yep!" Lynn grinned. "Dad, Mom, and me are going to be art!"
"Who does that leave to inherit the estate?"
"My dorky little brother," Lynn said. "He's 14, but he can hardly wait to be the new owner of the estate. He says he's gonna use me as a graffiti place, but it'll wash off if he does!"
Lynn seemed cheerful about the prospect of being covered in graffiti.
Ahead of them, the next woman was stepping into the cubicle. The clear door shut, and the women in line watched as the woman, who was a pretty redhead in her 30s, changed into...