She finds a funnel

Pulling open the drawers in the kitchen, the naughty teen found what she was looking for. She grabbed the funnel and a pitcher of water and placed them on the ground. Then she searched the cupboards and found a large bowl, which she placed next to the funnel and pitcher.

Jordyn lay down on the floor and pushed her legs high. Being such a flexible dancer, she easily let her legs flip over her head, so that her ass was pointing up. She reached for the funnel, sucked it to get it wet, then pushed the tip into her asshole. The wide spout of the funnel stuck out of her butt. God I'm such a freak, she thought. But she didn't care. Nothing in her young life had ever excited her as much as what she doing now.

Grabbing the pitcher, she carefully lifted it to the funnel. It was a little awkward in the position she was in, but she managed to begin pouring the water without spilling any. She sighed happily as she felt it begin to flow into her asshole. The water was room temperature so it wasn't too shocking to feel it inside her. Despite her asshole being full of eggs, the water seeped into her rectum. She managed to empty the entire pitcher.

Lying in that position, she felt the water squishing inside her. Clamping her butt muscles tightly, she slowly lowered her legs and gently stood up.

"Oh," she said aloud, "I should have got a cork!"

Keeping her sphincter tightly closed, she rooted around in the trash can. Her parents had drunk champagne the night before, and Jordyn was able to locate the cork. Placing it against her asshole, she managed to stuff it up her without spilling more than a few drops.

The cork was solidly in place, sticking out about a quarter inch. Jordyn experimented by jumping up and down a couple of times. The cork didn't move. She tried wiggling her ass. It still didn't move. Then she launched into one of her signature dance moves.

As she shook her naked ass wildly, Jordyn could feel the water sloshing around inside her bowels. The eggs that she had shoved up there were tossed around, and she could feel them breaking apart like ships in an ocean storm. I'm making the nastiest drink ever, she thought excitedly.