Bending over in pain, Max wondered what was wrong with him and then he felt an odd sensation wash over him.
Having never felt, or know about, vertigo Max was at a complete lost as to what was happening to him. And then, just as quickly as it had begun, the feeling passed, leaving Max resting on all fours looking at the basement floor.
Thinking, "What the hell was that," he forced himself to stand up, noting as he did so that he was holding what was clearly a brand new pair of girl's underwear.
Staring at the panties, wondering were he gotten them, Max felt his mind go weird and then suddenly he wanted desperately to do nothing more then strip down and put on the underwear. Looking at the washing machine, realising that he pulled them from within because somebody had left their clothes inside the washer, Max reached inward and started to extract the rest of the clothes.
Throwing them into the dryer, and noting that they were some girl's clothes, Max wondered how pretty he would be if only he could dress in something like the clothes he was looking at.
"How cute I would be and I could be called Maxine," he thought and then blinking, he thought, "What the hell is the matter with me? I ain't no pervert who likes to dress in girl's clothes, even those that are clearly to small for me," and then slamming the dryer, he started his wash, muttering darkly about people who start things and don't finish them.