underwhere?

Michael realized whatever was on his head must have been a wig when he finally uncovered his eyes. Somehow a full length mirror appeared. He was dressed like a busty lolita french maid with pink hair. If it was a girl he'd find her sexy. From behind he heard a shuffling sound, his fearful eyes watered at what horror could be waiting for him next.

The unseen knocked michael down and flipped him onto his back, the dress hem covering his eyes. Once again, he felt something sliding up his legs as his butt was lifted into the air. Try as he might he couldn't stop whatever held his legs.

Suddenly the was gone and his legs fell to the floor. Michael stood and examined himself once more, slowly he lifted the dress and cried at what he saw.