Trembling with fear, you obediently begin to take off your clothes...

Looking in horror at the blood stains left on the floor after the sudden, brutal beating of that unfortunate red-haired guy, you think: "What kind of nightmare is happening in this place?! Am I going to be **** to live here for two whole years?! Two years of my life?!"

Your teeth chatter against each other as you tremble...

The next second, you feel a blow to your left buttock!

"Hurry up, princess... Or do you want to taste this long black rod? Heh... Heh..." - one of the prison guards stepped closer to you and lightly hit your butt with his black rubber baton.

Your fingers redoubled their speed in unbuttoning your shirt...

You take off your shirt and toss it to the floor.

Then - your jeans and briefs...

"Shoes, you bastards... Shoes too..." - a rough voice echoes in your ears.

Soon, you're standing on the cold concrete floor, completely naked...

You're naked, just like the other convicted criminals in your group who arrived on the same bus...

Most of these people are more or less disconcerted (as are you).

You glance around nervously...

The sight of most of your group's bodies makes you feel ashamed: compared to all those muscular bodies, broad shoulders, and large biceps, your body... looks ridiculously weak...

And the ridiculous impression is only heightened by your hips, which look too wide for a man...

When your gaze involuntarily darts downward and you see several large, slightly swaying penises, you turn away in embarrassment and clasp your torso with your thin, muscle-less arms.

"Faster, faster! Stupid, stinking scums!" - a cacophony of obscene curses and the demanding shouts of prison guards constantly fuels the anxiety in your mind.

Piles of clothes and shoes on the cold concrete floor...

A couple dozen naked men line up in a long column and, surrounded by an armed group of prison guards, slowly walk down the corridor...

A large metal door draws ever closer...

Finally, you enter a new room...

A spacious room with several metal detectors and some other electronic equipment.

A few more prison guards and a couple of prison administration employees...

It seems this is another check of incoming convicted criminals to ensure they aren't trying to bring anything illegal onto the prison grounds.

The line moves slowly...

Five minutes later, a thin, nervous guy ahead of you approaches the metal detector...

And...

You are deafened by the sound of a siren-like alarm!

The indicators on the equipment flash red! The skinny guy jerks sharply, trying to back away from the approaching guard.

And then, by chance, the guy bumps into you with his shoulder, pushing your body aside!

You stumble and your back hits someone...

Meanwhile, the skinny guy is shouting something unintelligible...

The alarm is too loud...

Several prison guards surround him and attack him with tasers.

You turn around and see that you've pushed one of the prison guards...

He seems to have interpreted your movement as an attempt to interfere with his work...

He quickly draws his taser...

"Sorry... I didn't mean to..." - you mumble.

A futile attempt...

The next second, pain pierces every inch of your body...

Darkness before your eyes...

You lose consciousness...