It seemed to be a sort of monster, of a form which only a diseased fancy could conceive

I've just been confronted by a remarkably unusual sight:

While innocently searching the internet for a new distraction, I turned my head to admire my room's majestic state, then quite suddenly my clothes reared up into one gargantuan form. The creature stared at me (as far as a pile of clothes can stare) and issued an utterance (from where this noise actually emerged I am still uncertain):
"Wash me." It barked
"No." I responded
Flustered by this show of defiance the creature's form quickly dissipated. My recovery from this shock would be most helpfully aided if someone could provide me too with a wet flannel to drape across my brow à la Dogtooth.