Note: These stories are meant to have some level of disbelief, where you do not exactly question what is going on. However, I have read your comments and I will work on trying to address your concerns in coming installments.
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Lucille, Stacy, Daisy, and Eliza are at the Lunch Hut, one of the few fast food restaurants left after the government published a health report which caused many major chains to close down. The four girls, still completely naked from head to toe, then walk into the store.
"Hello, is anybody here?", Lucille asked.
They were met with total silence, which was completely surprising, as not even a robot answered. Eliza walked forward and looked at the counter and jumped across.
Daisy yelled, "Are you sure you should be doing that?"
Eliza quickly replied, "I used to work here. I know my way around the joint."
She sees a fridge in back, and opens it up by inserting the four-letter password, which has not changed from the five-nine-two-seven it was when she worked there six years ago. Daisy, Stacy, and Lucille anxiously look at Eliza as she pulls out rolls, eggs, Provolone cheese, and tomatoes.
"Number eight, anybody?", Eliza screamed.
She then grabs the eggs and puts them on the grill as she adds the rolls to the grill to toast them up and melts the Provolone onto the rolls. Eliza grabs the rolls, with the melted cheese, adds the tomato slice to each roll, and adds the poached eggs to the roll.
She puts the sandwiches onto a tray and brings them out to the girls. Stacy, Lucille, and Daisy run up to the counter and grab their egg sandwiches. Daisy took a bite of her sandwich.
Daisy immediately cried, "This sandwich is so good, I might have an orgasm right about now."
The sandwich proved to be so good that each of the other girls said similar remarks. They polished off those sandwiches quickly and Eliza closed the fridge to ensure that it wouldn't spoil, in case they came back.