Surgeries

John suddenly became aware of an unfamiliar weight on his chest.

He quickly sat up, ready to jump out of bed, when Holly said, “wait til the computer says it’s ok to get out. You don’t want to get punished, do you?”

John sat there, looking down at the large boobs, his large boobs, filling the cups of his nightie. Tears ran down his face as the computer said, “prisoners may leave their bunks.”

As he stood, he stumbled slightly, unaccustomed to the shift in his center of gravity.

See his tears, Holly mistook them for ones of joy. “They suit you, girl!”

Ignoring her, John turned to look in the mirror and was stunned to see his sister standing there. Turning to look behind him, he realized it wasn’t his sister he saw, but his own reflection. He collapsed to the cell floor, sobbing uncontrollably.

“Joanie, I know you’re overcome with joy at your look, but you better compose yourself. Its almost time for inspection.”

The inspection chime sounded and Holly assumed her position on the marked spots. John slowly got to his feet as the computer said, “female prisoner 1LEZ4535 will stand in her designated spot or be punished.”

John slowly walked to his place and stretched his arms out to his sides, as if on autopilot.

The system removed their clothing and proceeded with its laser scan of both inmates.