Iris reached over, placing two fingers atop the silver lever and, before Rebecca could say anything, pushing it firmly all the way down.
FLOOSH!
The redhead was stunned. "You did not just do that to me," she said, as the water around her began to churn and froth.
"I agreed to get you out of the toilet... this will get that done in short order," Iris replied, masking her nervousness with a shrug of her shoulders. In complete honesty, she felt a little bit bad... but she still felt a bit burnt by Rebecca's attitude, and she was admittedly a little curious to watch someone else go down the toilet in person.
"You are such a bitch," Rebecca fumed, beginning to perform tight circles in the toilet, twirling around and around as the waters surged into the bowl. There was a soft GLUMPH sound from inside the fixture, and the water began to drain, taking Rebecca with it. She sank further into the bowl, inch by inch, until her breasts met the plastic seat, and her descent briefly paused.
"Nothing to say, bitch?!" Rebecca called out to her, though it was hard to find her intimidating with her spinning so rapidly in the bowl like that. "Mark my words, I'll- woah!" She was interrupted as her chest suddenly squeezed past the seat, and she descended nearly a foot all at once, leaving her head the only thing above the rim of the bowl, and it too was rapidly retreating. "I-I'll remember thi-!" She was cut off yet again, her words devolving into angry gurgles as she descended below the water before she was promptly sucked down the drain and out of sight with a throaty GLUG-GLUG-GLUG-GLUG.
Iris leaned over the bowl, looking down into the crystal-clear water as the toilet began to refill.
"I'm... sure that was the right thing to do... I'll probably never even see her again..." She said to herself, closing the lid of the toilet.
