Sarah smiled predatorially at Karyn, "Now, what shall I do with you?"
Karyn suddenly got an idea. Backing away from Sarah, looking, acting, and feeling afraid, she remembered that the stone was still in contact with her and started making a wish. "I wish aaiiiieeeeggggghhhh..."
"Ah, ah, ah. I don't think so. I'm a god, remember? Well, goddess, anyway. You aren't going to catch me with so simple a ploy as that." Karyn watched, literally frozen in place and unable to even move her mouth, as Sarah looked her over, taking special interest in her chest and supposedly in knowing that Jon was there. "And you know what? I think, that to thank you for allowing me to know what it's like to be your panties, that I'll return the favor. And just so he doesn't feel left out, I'll take Jon with you. You're now going to be my panties, and Jon my bra, and the both of you will take on any form I want from now on. How does that 'suit' you? Hahaha!"
Karyn could feel the world swirl as her body suddenly began to contort and twist. She didn't know what it was like to be a pair of panties, but it looked like she was going to find out, and it also looked like she was going to find out what it was like to become a pair of panties, as she didn't seem to be just becoming, like Jon said he had.
The first thing she'd noticed was that Jon suddenly didn't seem quite so... accomodating on her chest anymore; in fact, she didn't have any breasts any longer! Instead of breasts, what was on her chest had suddenly become frumpy pink frilly things that poofed out a bit, somewhat like cotton balls.
When she saw that, and the fact that right at that point she really looked more like a normal girl with frumpy pink frilly things that poofed out a bit for breasts, she knew two things. 1 Exactly what kind of panties she was about to become. 2 She was likely going to be tortured with the transformation.
The next thing she noticed was that her hands had gone weirdly numb. When she looked at them, she saw that where her palms normally would have been were instead what looked like little plastic jewels, pink jewels of course, and instead of fingers she now had frilly pink lace that made her hands, overall, look like a pair of cute little flowers. Suddenly, her hands latched and fused together and when she tried to pull on them they actually stretched just a bit! Even as this was happening, she watched as her arms slowly took on the appearance of having massive amounts of silk and lace, all pink, and slowly lose their mass entirely.
At that point she was left with a solid torso, but arms that were literally a strap of spandex with lots of silk and lace; she coudln't move them even one bit and they just hung loosely in front of her. 'Oh no, what next?'
At that point, she idly noted that she was no longer wearing Jon. In fact, she was no longer wearing anything at all.
Suddenly she fell on her face as her arms and legs both, which she could feel and somehow knew no longer actually had any mass anymore, pulled behind her.
"Thhaarraahh..." Karyn noted that her voice was extremely breathy and that her tongue, which felt like it was also probably made of lace by now, didn't make quite the same sound it should have.
Suddenly, she felt like she couldn't breathe at all. It didn't surprise her, but it did scare her to death for just a moment, afraid she was going to suffocate. But that was silly, panties didn't need to breathe, they were just cloth.
She somehow knew, without really knowing, that her entire head had become more lace, and could feel her torso spreading out, the loops of fabric that her arms and legs had made forming the legholes of the panty she was becoming while the rest of her stretched and flattened to accommodate the rest.
She couldn't really feel herself shrinking, as she didn't really have anything to compare to at that point, but she definitely knew for sure that she was certainly small enough to fit over Sarah's crotch nicely.
Finally, Sarah picked up Karyn the panty and looked her over. "Not bad, I do nice work..." She then smiled cruelly at the transformed girl, knowing that she could see her, "Hello, Karyn. Welcome to your new life as my panties."
Karyn had turned into an extremely frumpy and lacy pair of hot pink panties, with two matching pairs of cute little pink frilly flowers sewn to each hip and a lacy but simple bow sewn to the front. She could feel everything that happened to her, and was now as scared as Hell, not to mention ashamed at her frilliness. She found that, unlike Sarah had been able to do, she couldn't move, even limitedly, so that was one thing.
Sarah wasted no time in dawning her new panties, revelling in Karyn's feel against her; Karyn was extremely comfortable and made Sarah feel really good... or, well, better. There isn't much that can't be said about suddenly being a goddess if not for how good one feels.
Karyn was simultaneously simmering in self-pity, anger, and hatred. She could see the sights as she was placed where she was placed and then covered with Sarah's favorite skirt, feel the sensations of being pulled up Sarah's legs and being fitted snugly against her crotch, hear as Sarah giggled to herself, she even smell all the smells one would expect to smell when snuggled firmly against a highschool girl's crotch. But the absolute worst was the taste. She could taste Sarah's crotch! She could taste Sarah's ass! She could taste Sarah's skin wherever it contacted her. She could even taste Sarah's other clothes that happened to brush up against her, though that seemed to pale in comparison to the others. Now she realized just how cruel she had really been to Sarah, even if she did still feel that she had deserved it.
Karyn heard Sarah's voice, seeming from somewhere far off, "Now, Karyn, you will remain as these wonderful pair of panties until I decide otherwise. And you really are a wonderful pair of panties, so that just might be a while. And who knows? Maybe I'll eventually allow you to become human again if you're good? Hahaha!" Karyn wanted to do something to Sarah, something like pinch her very hard in a very nasty place, but she found that she couldn't move, not even a little bit.
Sarah's voice drifted down to her once more, "Now, Jon, what shall I do with you?"
