Your world starts to spin in a confusing mass of water and bras and panties and other laundry. You haven't even started to feel dizzy before something terrible happens. You feel a part of your frilly body become tangled in the machinery of the dryer. The dryer comes to a stop just in time before tearing you to pink shreds of fabric.
Even still, you're tangled and wrapped around the inside of the dryer, which is groaning with mechanical stress.
The door to the dryer opens and your girlfriend looks in.
"John, what do you think you're doing," she snaps, grabbing a piece of you and trying to pull you free.
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