"Hmm hmm hmm" hummed Nina (Jeff's girfriend) lightly. ("She'll regret ever crossing me...")
She hit the enter key. This was it.
The new girl didn't even have time to ask what happened. One second she was there, the next she found herself on the floor "looking" up. Her senses seemed very odd for some reason, like she could see "around" herself and sensation was coming from places she didn't know she had.
Nina towered over her, and she tried to say something protest but she couldn't. It was like silk was caught in her throat, and it felt nice. Soon she was hovering in the air in front of this girl, who's expression was none too merciful.
"You made a serious mistake, woman. I'm the most powerful human alive right now thanks to my machine. And people who cross me disappear like you're about to. My sweet Jeff might be restored by the end of the day (I don't know yet, he's kinda comfy and it's like always having him to snuggle...) but you have a long time to look forward to your life as a bra."
With that, she stepped in front of a mirror. The new girl would scream at the "sight" of this odd pink lacey bra, but she could say nothing. She felt her heart and hopes turn ice cold when Nina nonchalantly checked off the option to have her old self deleted. She turned and faced the bra.
"I'm not going to talk to you anymore. You are a possession. An object. A bra. The question is... Do I keep you as the first (or possibly second, depending on Jeff) addition to my new wardrobe, or do I slip you into a clothes store where no one'll ever know who you were, and never again will be?"