U-Boat, the sandwich shop across the street

In your old life, the sandwich shop across the street wasn't called U-Boat, and it had a different logo for sure. Since you can barely read and mostly don't bother to, it's the logo that you notice, not the name. It's bright signage with a mostly nude but still aproned hottie splashing in water so you feel like you would remember it.

The new idea you have is that you can just finish now. Fuck this Beth anyway. Time to go get a sandwich or something. You're about to pass the lowest cloud cover. Time to head back down. You stretch your arms back, take a deep breath, look down and for the first time into Penthouse Beth's pretty, terrified eyes, and say "Later bitch!" as you cum blast her off into a cloud with a little *poof*.

You're still cumming all over the place as the angel divebombs you down to the street below, strafing innocent bystanders on the sidewalk with your last jizz splatters.

One woman stops and wipes her eye.

And then you're on your feet, stepping into what you still kinda think is a sandwich shop.

Inside U-Boat, you find a couple of customers standing in line and ordering sandwiches. There's a couple of hotties in aprons behind the counter making those sandwiches. Everyone in here is a hottie, actually, besides you, but is that really all Nevarth has to offer in terms of sandwich shop renovations? Just hotter customers and shop girls?

The woman in line in front of you is in a grey suit with a pencil skirt, and she's about to tell the teenage sandwich girl what kind of bread she wants, when the sandwich maker looks past her and straight into your dull, unastute eyes.

"Sir, are you here for a sandwich," she sounds unsure of herself. It's not a finished question. "or a U-Boat?"

"Uh." This sandwich girl is a slender young woman, built like Kristi, but with slightly bigger tits than a little chick like her would probably have across the street from your actual apartment in real life. Classic Nevarth. Her dark, straightened hair is up in a net, and she's otherwise kind of plain, with no makeup or jewelry, but she looks almost quivering as she waits for you to try to figure out how to answer her simple question.

The woman in front of you in line turns around to see who interrupted her order, and then she looks down at your exposed dick and filthy legs with disgust. "Wow, you gonna answer her, or you need me suck your dick while you figure it out."

It's hard to really know if she was being sarcastic, but you also don't care, so you say, "yeah, that one." Then instead of ordering her sandwich, this suited business woman drops to her knees on the tiled floor of the U-Boat shop and starts slurping your dick.

"Cool, I know what a sandwhich is but what's a U-Boat?" The pretty sandwich girl cracks a very slight smile and begins to explain, while you see, next to her nametag that you haven't read, some sideboob poking out from under her apron.

"...and then we suck your dick there." Damn, you missed the explanation while you were marvelling at her skimpy uniform.

"K, um, if you're gonna suck my dick for the U thing then whatever it is sounds better than a sandwich. I'll take that one."

The bashful sandwich chick smiles, but the other one, apparently just now finished making some other customer's sandwich, steps up next to her. She's also a teenager in a hair net, but she's a dyed blonde with a little more confidence than her coworker. She puffs up her chest and you can see her nipples hardening under her apron. "So which one of us would you like for your U-Boat, sir?"

You grab the back of the business woman's head and slam her down on your dick as hard as you can, thrusting your head deep into her throat while you look back and forth at the choices in front of you. The dark-haired girl's nipples are hard now too. You try to decide whose mouth looks like a better fuck but the blonde one starts moving her lips around and says "my name's Melani, I'm the shift manager here at U-Boat."

The other one speaks too. "My name's not important, Sir. I'm new here, and I'd just be honoured if you'd pick me."

You pull your cock out of the woman in front of you and blast her unexpecting face with loads of jizz. Her whole head is smothered, her hair completely covered, and much of your spunk flies past her, splattering on the sneeze shield over the sandwich ingredients at the counter. The nervous sandwich girl twitches a little at the sight of it. The blonde Melani is unfazed.

The business woman hurries out the door, and you have to decide what to order.