Different women, same hell

I floated for what felt like hours, my sense of smell seemingly getting used to the smell of shit and urine. The benefit of floating in water as well was that the shit encasing me slowly started to disintegrate till I was able to move my arms and then legs. I took some time till I finally broke free, using the mixture of water down piss to wash off my body of all of the poop, worrying about the smell of urine later.i swam around the bowl, looking for any type of purchase to climb out, my hand hitting a wet mash I thought was the toilet paper she wiped her ass with but it turns out she accidentally left some of it hanging out of the bowl. It was soggy to the touch, absorbing the liquid from the bowl but I had to try to climb. The last thing I wanted was her to come back in and use the bathroom again or even worse, fix the toilet and flush me down the drain. I started climbing, ready for the soggy toilet paper to tear at any moment but it never did, I reaching the top and squeezing under the lip. The next step was getting to the floor without breaking any bones, my impossible task piling up but as a shrunken man, what could I do but try. I started looking over the side traveling under the lid on the seat, my investigation quickly interrupted as the sound of booming footsteps came into the stall, closing the door. The lid was yanked up, the suction of the wind almost pulling me back into the toilet but I grabbed ahold of the edge before I could. I get a quick glance at the woman towering over me as she pulls off her shoes and socks. I was wondering what she was doing but that thought was interrupted as she sat down, her ass slamming into the seat with me between her thighs as she pulled down her yoga pants and slipped them over her feet. I finally see her business clothes hanging on a hanger off the door and realized she was changing when she suddenly leaned forward to grabbing her pantyhose. Ther loose shirt swung forward, hitting my back as she brought her pantyhose to her, making me tumble over the edge as I screamed as I went over the edge. I fell for a second till I landed in a silky net, my heart sinking as I knew what I landed in as I slid down. Looking up, I watch as her foot was raised and then lowered into the silky material, quickly following me into one of the leg section. I tumbled down and down till I reach the bottom, her toes quickly joining me. I groan as they flex over the top of me while she pulls up the pantyhose tight around her waist, thus pulling me tight against her toes. Nothing would of gotten me ready for what came next as she stood up, her full weight on her feet as her toes pressed down hard against me as she maneuvered around the stall. I was amazed I was turned to paste, our shrunken bodies were durable but they still had their limits. I was also surprised she hadn't felt me yet as she slipped her foot into stilettos, even more of her weight pressing down on me as she stepped out into the bathroom. It was worst rollercoaster ride I've ever been on, when I wasn't rushing through the air, my body was getting clenched by her toes as her weight crushed down on my body. This went on for ages till it felt like she sat down, crossing her legs with the foot I was under up in the air. The ride didn't end there as she started to bob her foot up and down, popping her stilettos as she began to play with it in boredom.