” Kate stormed out of the kitchen and reacted in horror as she saw me sitting in the lounge, smiling. “Can I do anything to help?” I asked Aunt...y as it got close to dinner time. “Yes, bring over the spanking stool, there,” she pointed, “and the coffee table,” and she showed me where I was to put them, in full view of anyone at the dining table. At 6.00pm I sat down in the chair with the best view and smiled at Kate’s reaction when she saw the stool and then me. Dinner seemed to last forever. She was just like her mother too. She was free and easy with her body. The other girls simply called her fast and loose. I knew that everyone was fucking her but I was able to resist the urge. It was a good thing too because when Mary turned fourteen she too was pregnant and Jezebel was a grandmother at the ripe old age of twenty-nine.Believe it or not Jezebel threw her daughter a graduation party orgy just like she had had. I was invited but I got to spend my time with Jezebel instead. It was. I couldn't even think about my boyfriend unless she allowed it! You got a weird idea of what 'safe' means, Mom!" And I couldn't stop thinking of... o-of using Melinda... I was fucking programmed! Like I was someone's robot or wind-up toy! That the kind of daughter you want?" Or is that what you are now? Someone's little slave who does only what she's told?"By this time Penny had turned away from them, and now a single tear trickled down one cheek."I'm sorry," she said very softly. "I wish... I. Smoke poured out and solidified into a curvaceous blonde girl clad in next to nothing. “Hello! I’m here to grant you a wish!”Ranma blinked at the genie. “A wish? I thought it was supposed to be three wishes.”“Yes!” the bouncy blonde girl agreed. “It used to be three wishes, but times change, you know? Too many people were just screwing themselves up with three wishes and there were some problems and - oh, it was just a mess!”“So...I could be rid of my curse?” Ranma had been disappointed a lot.