"This is going to fun." How can we have fun here?" Francine sighed."Get a good night sleep, and go to bed early." Molly suggested. "I have a whole day... of planned events for everyone to do."The Farmsworths did take Molly's advice and went to bed early. Franklin especially was glad to get out of the clothes and into a nightgown. Although a bit cold and breezy, it was better than having his breath pushed out of him.With the raising of the sun, the family was awakened by the sound of a roaster. She looked so humiliated standing there her dress lifted to her stomach, her panties around her thick ankles. Slowly I lifted the dress up over her head exposing inch after inch of wrinkled sagging skin. She stood before me in just a bra, staring at the floor, tryinig to cover herself with her hands. ‘You have a very sexy body Val’ I said, walking around her. Behind her I looked longingly at her dropped ass. It was pale and sagged, I lifted one cheek with my hand as I licked her back where the. I watched her fidgeting with the bottom of her shirt for a few seconds. I was trying to snatch a better glimpse of her developing form and visualize what was underneath her shirt.“How old are you?” I asked her.“Fourteen,” she answered.“What’s your name?”“Myam,” she informed me.“Well Myam, do you know why I brought you in here?” I asked her.“I don’t know mister,” she responded. After a few seconds she added, “Because I wee weed on your grass?” she asked somewhat confused.“Well sort of, but. It was stretched almost to transparency when she finally managed to pull it on. It bared her midriff to a point so high that the lower slopes of her tits were exposed. The brown of her aureolae were obvious and her hard nipples threatened to poke holes through the fabric.She felt she looked like a street whore and blushed crimson as she contemplated the humiliation of being seen in public in this outfit. But she knew if she tried to resist she would find herself kneeling naked before five or.