I have always depended on the kindness of stranglers...

Your day is "filled" with friendly offers of help. In the yard, a big, brutish giant offers to provide you some shade. It's nice and cool for you as you kneel in front of him, the least you can do is suck his thick cock until he shoots all over your face.

A sexy little sissy offers kindy to clean you up, and soon you are sucking the stud spunk from her tongue and following her to a shady corner so she can pound your cunt with her sissy shaft. She was so nice to help you out, the least you could do was let her work out some pent up frustration. It turns out, she has loads of it...but she was nice enough to help clean your cunt out after...

Your day continues with similarly friendly strangers. In your work duty at the mail room the cons decide you are far too delicate for such hard labor. After all, you might get a paper cut! Instead they take turns stuffing your recieving slot with their packages. You know it's shameful, but it's so much more fun than boring work. And they are kind enough to slip you hormones and sexy lingerie they find as contraband. What a swell group of guys.

Your cell mate even helps you pass the time with his cock down your throat. He looks dissappointed and a little disgusted that his would be prison bride is just trading her body away for scraps to everyone who offers, but he isn't about to skip his turn. You even get the poor sucker to "help" fuck the sissy spurts out of you by showing him your sexy new thong. Everyone here is so helpful.

Hector helps you find a seat at lunch again and feeds both your hungry holes. This time, a few "helpful" hard cases help you find new seats after he is through. You ended up with three extra helpings by the time you worked your way down the table.

And at dinner, your new sissy friend snuck you over to the sissy table where she and her friends gave you a sissy makeover to make your outfit more revealing and added some splooge proof make up. They were kind enough to offer you to let you test it my crawling under the table and sucking their sissy shafts. And true to their word, your make up looked impeccable once they helped you clean off the sissy spunk with their talented tongues. Such a nice squad of sissies, you make a mental note to learn their names some day...

In the shower when you ask for help "getting my back" you find just about everyone willing to lend a hand...and a hard cock. By the time they are done with you, you need a whole new shower to wash away all their "community spirit". Of course that means the guards have to miss their break, but you know how to make it up to them...

And so your first night tells the tale of many days to come. You never run out of helpful hands, especially as the pills make your budding breasts blossom and your ass and hips swell out even larger. You are allowed to dress in an obscenely inviting fashion with the nicest, naughtiest outfits the cons can confiscate. You are fed gourmet meals off hard cocks and the only time you have to lift a hand is to stroke a cock you don't have an available hole for. You find prison to be a very friendly place...

And you just love showing your gratitude...