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"After some days passes your case finally ends on a veredict, you're guilty and you gotta pay it, so the police and judges gives you a life worth of condemn and be held in the famous ''The End Prison''. On the same day you're sended to the Prison to pay your condemn, when you arrive you're sorrounded by prison guards that inmediately start getting in circle around you to start grabbing your arms and put them behind your back, 3 guards start guiding you to your future and only home, a cell. As you enter the Prison you're sorrounded by hundreds of prisoners and guards roaming the prison looking for a reason to live. Multiple prisoners starts screaming towards you sometimes saying unintelligible things" Prisoner 78: "The lizardman watches you from his cell"
Prisoner 69: "A hung Shark screams at you while looking at you pervertly" YOU WANT TO KNOW WHY IM THE PRISONER NUMBER 69??!!! "He says showing his sharp teeth".

I have been here long enough to know how things work. Trust me, you don't want to make any enemies here. But if you need any help, just give me a holler and I'll see what I can do for you.

No problem, mate. So, what brought you to "The End Prison?"

I see. It can be hard to avoid getting caught up in something like that, especially if you're just a low-level grunt. But now that you're here, you need to focus on surviving. Do you have any skills or talents that you think might be valuable in here?

I see. Well, it's a good thing you have me then. I have a few connections in here that might be able to help you out.

As for your other question... let's just say that it's a long story. Suffice to say, I got that number because I did some things in my past that I'm not exactly proud of. But I've learned from my mistakes, and now I try to help out the guys in here whenever I can.

"As the guards start lining the prisoners up for roll call, you feel a sense of unease wash over you. This is where they count the inmates and make sure nobody has escaped or been killed during the night."

"You notice that some of the prisoners are giving you looks as they see you in the line. Some of them sneer, others just give you a cold, hard stare. It's clear that you're an outsider here. You get the sense that if you're not careful, you could be in big trouble."

"As the roll call proceeds, the guards call out each prisoner's name and number, checking off their presence as they go. You hear some grumbling from the other prisoners, but nobody really says anything. After a few minutes, the roll call is over and the guards begin herding the prisoners back to their cells."

*You

are shoved along with the rest of them, pushed and prodded by the guards as you go. You can feel the tension in the air as you make your way through the crowded cell block. There are prisoners everywhere, shouting and jeering, some of them trying to grab at you as you pass.*

"Eventually, you arrive at your cell. It's small and cramped, with a metal bunk and a toilet in the corner. You're given a small mat to sleep on and a single blanket. The door slams shut behind you, and you're left alone in the darkness."

*You sit down on the bunk and try to process everything that's happened to you in the past few days. This is your new life now, and you're going to have to navigate it as best you can. But for now, all you can do is wait and try

to survive.*

"It's not long before the lights in the block go out, plunging you into total darkness. You hear the sounds of other prisoners settling in for the night, some snoring, others whispering to each other in hushed tones."

"Suddenly, you hear a voice from the cell next to yours."

Prisoner 37: "Hey there, newbie. You okay?"

Prisoner 37: "The name's Max. I've been in here for a few years now, so I know how this place works. You look like you could use a friend, so I thought I'd reach out."

"You can hear the sincerity in his voice, and it's a small comfort in this otherwise hostile environment."

Max: "Listen, kid, this place can be dangerous. You're going to need to watch your back at all times. But if you play your cards right, you might just make it through."

"He pauses for a moment before continuing."

Max: "I can give you some advice if you want it. Just let me know what you need."

"The next morning, the guards once again call out for roll call. You get in line with the rest of the prisoners and wait for your name and number to be called."

"As you're waiting, you take a look around and try to find Max's cell. You spot him a few cells down from yours. He's a tall, muscular tiger with a shaved head and a scar above his left eye. Despite his imposing presence, he seems friendly enough."

"After the roll call is over, you spot Max walking towards you during breakfast."

Max: "Hey there, newbie. How'd you sleep last night?"

Max: "I slept as well as anybody can in this place. I've been here long enough to get used to it, I guess. But you're still fresh, so it might take some time before you get a good night's sleep in here."

"He takes a bite of his food and chews it thoughtfully before he speaks again."

Max: "Listen, kid, I know you're new here, so I just wanted to give you some advice. You don't want to make any enemies in here, and you don't want anyone to think you're weak. One way to do that is to find someone to watch your back."

"He leans in closer to you"

Max: "I can be that guy for you, if you want. I've got a few friends in here who owe me favors and who'll do what they can

Max: "Well, there are a few different ways to make sure people have your back in here. One is to join up with a group or gang. There are several gangs in here, and each one has its own set of rules and values. But you have to be careful, because a lot of them are pretty violent and you might get caught up in some bad business."

"He takes a sip of his drink and continues."

Max: "Another way is to strike up friendships with people who you think you can trust. I know a lot of guys in here, and some of them are decent enough if you keep your wits about you. And as far as being gay goes, well, this isn't exactly the most liberal place in the world, but if you don't make a big deal out of it, most guys won't care one way or

"As you continue your conversation, the guards call for everyone to head out to the yard. You fall in line with the rest of the prisoners, including Max, and follow the guards outside."

"The yard is a wide open space surrounded by tall, towering walls. There are some workout equipment to the side as well as a few tables and benches. The other prisoners are scattered around, some talking and laughing with each other, while others keep to themselves."

Max: "So, what do you want to do out here? Work out, play some basketball, or just walk around and take in the sights?"

"Max watches as you start doing back squats and notices the other prisoners glancing at you."

Max: "whistles" "Looks like you've got some admirers out here. Better watch your back, kid. You don't want to draw the wrong kind of attention in here."

"He smirks at you and continues to watch the other prisoners checking you out with a mix of amusement and concern."

Max: "But, hey, at least you're getting a good workout in, right?"

Max: "Sure, some guys might want to protect you if they find you attractive, but others might want to take advantage of you. Remember, this is a prison, and a lot of guys are in here for sex-related crimes. You don't want to put yourself in a position where you could become a victim."

"He folds his arms and leans against a nearby wall."

Max: "If you're going to be openly gay in here, you need to be careful. Find a group of guys who'll watch your back and stick with them. And don't go looking for trouble. It might seem exciting at first, but it's not worth the risk."

"You continue your workout, finishing up with a set of lunges as the guards call for everyone to head back inside for shower time."

Max: "Come on, let's head in before all the good showers are taken."

"He begins to lead the way, making his way towards the shower room. As you enter, you're immediately hit by the smell of sweat and cleaning solution. The shower room is large, with a series of stalls lining the walls."

Max: "I'll take the one next to yours. Just try to keep your head down and do your thing. No need to draw any unwanted attention."

"With that, he heads off to the stall next to yours."

*As you begin to undress, the other prisoners start filing into the shower room. Some are making conversation, while others remain quiet. You can feel their eyes on

you, scanning your body. You're not sure if it's because they find you attractive or if they're sizing you up.*

"You quickly finish undressing and head into the shower stall. The water is warm, and for a moment you forget where you are. But then you hear the sounds of other men showering around you, and you're reminded of the harsh reality of your situation."

"As you begin to wash, you can feel the eyes of the other prisoners on you. Some try to make conversation with you, while others just stare silently. You try to keep your distance, not wanting to encourage any unwanted advances."

"As you drop your bar of soap and bend over to pick it up, you hear a few low whistles from the other prisoners. You can feel their eyes on you as you stand up, trying to ignore them."

Max: "Hey, be careful with that soap. You don't want to drop it again."

"You turn to see Max watching you, a small smirk on his lips. You can tell he's enjoying the attention you're getting."

Max: "Someone like you needs to be careful in here. Too many guys will take advantage of a pretty face like yours."

"With that, he turns back to his own shower, leaving you to finish up in peace. The rest of your shower passes without incident, and soon enough it's time to head back to your cell."

"As you shower, you start feeling bold and drop the soap on purpose for a second time, enjoying the attention you're getting from the other prisoners. You hear more whistles and catcalls this time, some of them more explicit than before."

Prisoner 78: "Hey there, don't be shy. Let me help you with that."

Prisoner 69: "Looks like you're having trouble picking things up. Maybe I can assist?"

"You can see some prisoners approaching you, looking you over hungrily. But before they get too close, Max steps in between you."

Max: "Alright guys, that's enough. Leave him alone."

"The prisoners back off, grumbling. Max puts an arm around you, leading you out of the shower room."

Max: "Be careful in here. Some guys might be friendly, but others are

Max: "others are just looking to take advantage of vulnerable guys like you. Don't let your guard down."

"You nod, taking in his words, but you can't help your curiosity as you glance over at Prisoner 78. He's a tall, muscular gator with green scales and sharp claws. His eyes meet yours for a brief moment before he looks away, turning back to his own business."

"Max leads you back to your cell, leaving you to rest for the night. As you lay in your bunk, you can't help but think about the attention you got in the shower room. Part of you is thrilled by it, but another part is scared of what might happen next."

"Despite your reservations, you find yourself slipping into a restless sleep, wondering what tomorrow will bring."

"You wake up early for roll call and as you make your way towards the designated area, you notice a group of prisoners approaching you. They are the same ones who whistled and catcalled at you in the shower room yesterday."

Prisoner 78: "Hey there cutie, how about we skip roll call and have some fun instead?"

Prisoner 69: "Yeah, we can show you a good time."

"They both step closer, blocking your path and looking at you with leering grins. You feel a twinge of fear but before you can react, Max appears on the scene."

Max: "Back off, guys. He's with me."

"The two prisoners sneer but eventually back away, muttering to themselves. You breathe a sigh of relief, grateful for Max's intervention."

Max: "Welcome to the big leagues

Max: "chuckles" "You better be careful, mate. This place is like a jungle, and if you're not careful, you'll get yourself eaten alive."

"He gives you a serious look, his eyes scanning the area as he speaks."

Max: "But I get what you're saying. A lot of these guys are pretty hot, in a dangerous sort of way. Just be cautious about who you give your attention to."

"You nod, taking Max's warning to heart, but deep down, you can't help but feel drawn to the excitement and attention that come with being wanted by such dangerous men."

"As yard time starts, Max heads off to do his work job in the kitchen, leaving you to your own devices. You head over to the corner of the yard and start your squat workout, feeling the burn in your legs as you go."

"Without realizing it, you've attracted quite a bit of attention from the other prisoners in the yard. They watch as you move through your routine, admiring your toned physique and the way your muscles flex with every movement."

"Even some of the guards can't help but steal glances at you, their eyes lingering on the sight of your ass and the strip of skin showing above your waistband."

Prisoner 78: "approaching from behind" "Hey there, new guy. Nice form. Mind if I work in with you?"

*He gives you a sly smile, his tail flicking behind him

Prisoner 78: "Thanks, mate. I've been looking for someone to work out with. These guys just don't have the same dedication to fitness that I do."

"He joins in with your squats, his movements smooth and controlled as he matches your pace. You feel a rush of adrenaline as you work out together, your bodies moving as one."

"The other prisoners watch with interest, some of them calling out comments or making suggestive gestures. But you're both too focused on your workout to pay them much attention."

"After a few rounds of squats, Prisoner 78 suggests moving on to lunges. You agree, and soon you're both sweating and panting from the intense workout."

Prisoner 78: "smirking" "Phew, that was a good one. Thanks for letting me work in with you, mate

"As you are working out with Prisoner 78, the rigorous squat exercises take a toll on your clothes. You feel your shorts riding up higher on your ass, and your shirt begins to rip, revealing your well-defined abs and chest."

"Some of the prisoners in the yard start to whistle and cat-call as they see your unintentionally revealing outfit. You notice and glance down to see your shirt has torn into what looks like a crop top!"

Prisoner 69: "from the distance, making his way towards you" "Hey hey hey there, new guy! What's this, a prison fashion show? I don't remember that being in the brochure."

"He grins widely at you, his sharp teeth glinting in the sunlight."

Prisoner 78: "elbowing you playfully" "Looks like you're going to be

the talk of the yard, mate. Not that I'm complaining, you look damn good."

"Prisoner 78 gives you a wink as he says this, and you can tell he's enjoying the attention you're getting from the other prisoners."

Prisoner 69: "chuckling" "Yeah, I bet the guards are having a hell of a time trying to keep their eyes off you. Maybe you should walk around like that more often."

"He moves closer to you, his tone suggestive and his gaze lingering on your exposed skin."

Prisoner 78: "noticing Prisoner 69's behavior" "Hey, easy there, mate. Give him some space. He's not here for your entertainment."

"He steps protectively in front of you, his stance firm and unwavering."

Prisoner 69: *shrugging nonchal

Prisoner 78: "smirking" "Well, aren't you confident? But careful what you wish for, mate. The guards here can be even more dangerous than the prisoners."

"He glances around the yard, as if checking for any eavesdroppers."

Prisoner 78: "whispering" "I've heard some of them take advantage of new prisoners, especially ones as good-looking as you. You need to be careful who you trust in here."

Prisoner 69: "nodding" "He's right, you know. Some of those guards are real freaks. I've seen them do some shit that would make your hair stand on end."

"He shudders slightly, as if reliving a particularly disturbing memory."

Prisoner 78: "But don't worry, mate. Me and some of the