While he had her panties, shirt, skirt, and a ripped bra, he knew she had more clothes in her room. And it's not like she needs them, right? After all, she's a toilet, she doesn't wear clothes! "I might as well take them, who knows what I can use it for." He takes a whiff of her panties, before setting her clothes down and walking out.
He passed through his room, grabbing a box since he knew he'd need one, and went out the door. Jeff went directly towards Alice's room, finding her not in there. "Alright, time to get in." He went into the room, and over to her dresser, starting with the top drawer. "Ooo, great start!"
He reached in and started taking her panties out, setting them on her bed. There were quite a few pairs that caught his eye. One had a pretty pattern with rainbows and glitter on it, though there was a slight pee stain that refused to wash out. A second pair was fitted with flowers, featuring several different types of various colors.
Along with these, there were about seven pairs of crotchless panties, one for each day. He especially found these odd, as she wouldn't even be able to wear them too much because of her cheer practice unless she wanted to flash herself.
He emptied out the panties, and found a few thongs spread about, but only three of them. The only other thing of note in the top drawer was a few swimsuits, with each one being a unique design and type. One was a one-piece with a flowery look to it, another was in two pieces and featured a skirt at the top of the bikini, and the third one he paid attention to was a bit more interesting.
He didn't know his sister even had it, and she never wore it to his knowledge. But while it was a one-piece, it made little to no effort at all at hiding the crotch, with it appearing specifically designed to highlight her genitals and have them stick out, as the section that'd normally cover it had been removed. A small skirt was attached to it, but it certainly wouldn't cover her.
He chose to ignore it for now. "Maybe I'll question her later about it..." He closed the drawer, and opened the one below it. A bunch of different shirts were piled up, as well as a pile of non-swim-related bras. He began taking them all out, inspecting them briefly before setting them on the bed. She didn't have anything interesting this time, and he moved on to the next one.
Shorts and pants were neatly aligned as he took them out. There wasn't anything noteworthy this time either, so he moved right on down. The fourth drawer had several pairs of skirts in it, and while most would be perfectly acceptable for someone her age... there were definitely some he knew she should not have.
He took all of it, starting to use the box he brought to place them in. With the skirts taken out, he went down for the last drawer, with contained various pyjamas and whatnot. Some onesies and individual sets of shirts and pants were put in, being more fuzzy and meant for sleep than public use.
He finished it out, finding another few oddly sexual pairs. "Why did she have so many of these..." He genuinely felt tempted to ask her directly, although he'd have to wait for that. He decided to finish up though, placing everything he collected into the box. Managing to fit everything in...