Your escape vehicle arrives, along with Karishma and Sukinori

Suddenly, you heard a novelty "God Save the Queen" car-horn outside a nearby exit, followed a megaphone coming from the same car:

"Can someone please inform one Joyce Barnes that her mother is here to pick her up? Thank you, over! Also, hi Dora! Over!"

"Oh thank god, N!" Joyce shouted in joy.

"Oh my god, is that Natty?" Devoratora said in gleeful shockm "I haven't seen her in years!" Her sudden hesitation was your cue to wiggle out of Devoratora's grasp. She tried to snatch you, but you ran down the opposite hallway from both the door and the others. Your situation was only marginally improved, and Nebula was still in Devoratora's grasp.

("Wait, Kiku-chan! Look over there!")

Turning around, you saw Karishma and a lanky Asian girl, Karishma fully nude and the other girl wearing an incredibly revealing ninja outfit, running towards you, mascara running down their faces.

("Lord Husband!")

"Sam! I was so scared!"

Karishma and the girl jumped on you, hugging you with both their arms and legs while planting kisses on the sides of your face.

"I'll never touch a robot again!"

("The real Husband is superior! He's not like those things!")

The two surprisingly light girls slid down your body kissing and licking as they went. Soon enough, their faces were even with your groin, and it wasn't long before they started reaching out their tongues and lapping at your penis and testicles, not caring when their tongues and lips touched. This makeout-blowjob combination was... uh... something you definitely wanted to feel again.

("Kiku-chan!") A ghost woman said, quickly floating to catch up with the two of them.

"*Slurp* Eh?... Ah!" Sukinori jumped backwards, grabbing her sword. "I've touched Lord-Husband without permission! I... must atone!"

Pulling her sword and sheathing it in less than a second, her clothes suddenly shredded into a pile of cloth, no less than a square-inch each. She pushed the pile towards you as tribute, before genuflecting with her face pressed to the ground without using her arms, her ass in the air.

"You too, you whore!" The Japanese girl yelled at Karishma.

"But I'm not sorr- ACK!" Karishma's ass was suddenly hit by another light-speed slap from the reverse-side of Sukinori's blade (all without breaking her own pose), causing her to cower in apology, her raw ass slightly jiggling from the strike. The ghost, seeing this display, got embarrassed and quickly waved her hand, causing her clothes to melt away in a glob of ectoplasm.

"I felt weird being the only one clothed." The ghost said, now in English, before flashing a cheeky grin at the Nurturing Head. "What about you, Nurturing? Or are you padding your breasts and don't want Sam to know?"

"...I guess there's no reason to keep myself disguised any more, is there?"

The Nurturing Head pulled off her mask and her robe, leaving her completely nude as the rest of you...