End of party cleanup

You were spaced out for so long that you're brought back by your mom tapping on your leg. "Hey sweetie, that's it for this week. Time to go home." Looking around, you see that the other women are preparing to leave. Well, that just won't do. Their meeting might be over, but your fun is just beginning. Spying the devious look on your face, your mother sighs. "Well, this can't be good."

"Excuse me ladies," you say, your loud tone getting their attention. "It would be rather rude to leave the host a mess don't you think?" They look around, confused. They are already picked up all the trash, food, and utensils. One by one, they come to the realization that you said clean the host, not the host's home. All eyes turn towards the cum covered Japanese woman.

Mrs. Tanaka waves them off. "No, no, I can get a shower, it's not a problem."

"I was thinking more of a bath," you reply. "A tongue bath. And I insist." When you insist, all the women know that there is no point in arguing now. A breeder's word is as good as law. "Text your husbands now that you won't be home for a while, Mrs. Tanaka, let yours know that he will be spending the night at a hotel or a friend's house." There is some grumbling and rolling of eyes as the women come to terms with the fact that this will be a long night. "Now leave your clothes here and let's go to the bedroom and I'll let you know what I have planned." The room fills with flying clothes, big, bouncing bellies, and naked MILF bodies. You lead the pregnant parade to the bedroom and point to the King bed in Mrs. Tanaka's room. "Jump up and get comfy. All of you are going to have to stay on that bed until three things happen." They all get on the bed and wait for your instructions. They fit with just barely enough space for you. It's going to be like playing Twister. All the women wait to hear your three conditions.