A clothing monster

With a sudden excited strut toward the bedroom, and yelp from Jan, Jane piloted the helpless girl via her shapely outfit to enter the bedroom. Immediately, the closet doors open, and clothes began to stream out at an alarming pace to float around the room.

You hurried after the two, watching as the body of Jan confidently seemed to conduct what clothes to go where, while a wide-eyed, clueless face indicated that Jan really had no comprehension of what was happening at all. "What are you doing, Jane?!"

"Oh, I'm gonna have some fun making a work of art out of our neighbor!" Jane said happily. You didn't know what that meant at all, but whatever your girlfriend was sculpting... it wasn't human.

The first oddity for this strange 'clothing monster' was the four pairs of pants and socks, rears facing one another at first, before they began to step away from one another and lean back like they were doing some sort of strange ghostly limbo. Between them, more clothes began to ball and curl up, mostly to add bulk to this large, bulbous shape that was forming next to the legs. Pants, shirts, skirts, all of them balled up and added to this collective mass that grew into a pretty large laundry pile...

One dress, a black formal dress, slid to the front of this creation--you assumed it was the front--to become--to affix to the other connecting clothes balling up in the 'rear'. You realized what it reminded you of: a spider, or something like that. The pants were the eight legs, and the dress and balled up clothes made up the thorax and abdomen. But, it was missing a head...

"Nnnnn I don't like spiders very much, I'm not a fan of this, Jane..!" Jan said, trying to run or move away, but there wasn't much she could do as her current outfit held her steadily in place. A stream of bras flew out of one of the drawers, interlocking with one another's clasps to make a chain of bras, which wrapped around and secured the big ball of fabric so it might hold its shape more easily.

The whole time, the 'creature' had simply stood still, but once Jane was apparently satisfied with its construction, it began to move... stepping slowly toward Jan. Jan eeked, wanting to step away herself, but there was no chance! The blouse she was wearing finally flew off, as did the pants and outer bra, leaving Jan mostly freed of Jane's control in that moment and with little more than her bra on. However, the socks on her feet and panties around her waist wouldn't let her leave so easily, even if her upper body strained to move forward, stretching toward the door...

And then this clothes monster... it 'ate' Jan.

That's the only way you could really describe it. The dress at the front of the creature splayed out, like the mouth of a monstrous creature from a horror movie that behaved in ways far unlike what a mouth should do. From this 'throat' at the midsection of the dress, long sleeves of blouses and cardigans reached out, and affixed to one of Jan's legs, then the other! Fortunately, the bed was right there when she lost her balance for her upper body to tumble onto, but that just made it easier for this bizarre creature to pull her legs in, sliding Jan deeper into the dress.

Naturally, she wasn't actually eaten, but the dress's straps and back zipper closed around Jan's shoulders, securing her in place snugly. Satisfied, the 'creature' took a step away from the bed, lifting Jan's upper body upward as it did, forcing the woman into something like a perpetual upward-facing dog yoga pose. Of course, Jane's breasts were still the shape wrapped around Jan's torso, but the dress itself was sleeveless, so for the first time in a while, Jan had full control of her arms as well as her head as she was propped up in this unusual way.

The eight legs took a step back, standing in front of you. "Isn't this so neat?" Jane said, parading Jan around a bit helplessly in the small confines of the bedroom, mostly climbing up onto the bed and off again with a strange smoothness as Jan just whimpered in response to being dragged around. "It's like one of those girls from those weird fantasy shows you watch. Like... one of those centaurs. But with clothing! A clothes-taur!"

You rest a hand on your face, looking at the wide-eyed Jan encased in what was clearly a spider-like body below her head, made out of all the various fabrics your girlfriend's wardrobe could afford.

"Honey," you said, "this has to be the most bizarre thing you have ever thought to do."