Futanari Prison

Secret Within

I take a puff and hold for a few seconds before releasing and passing it to Switch. She takes a deep inhale and holds it for a dozen seconds, breathing out and coughing while laughing. She throws her arms up and shouts about how she feels like she is always on top of the world when she smokes. I simply nod as I take the blunt back and take another hit.

As we smoke, Janet walks over and asks to join. I pass it to her and she takes some in and passes out to Switch. She exhales as the smoke rolls out of her mouth. Right now, I am enjoying the time to just chill. Too much bullshit goes on in this place. All I want to do is get my time over with and head back to the most normal life I can.

Once we finish the first blunt, we fire another one up and start smoking it. As my partners smoke it, I take a deep breath and enjoy the smell. While I have more to get back to on the outside, living here is not so bad either. Smoke whenever I want, kick back, breathe the air. I do not have to worry about the struggles of everyday living. Perhaps that is a part of why I do not mind being here.

Looking over at Switch, I see that she keeps peeking over at Janet, her demeanor now different than when it was only me and her. I look over to Janet, who seems to also be picking up on her behavior. It would appear that I am the only one who does not really know what is going on. However, as I have learned many times, it is best to keep my nose out of business that is not mine.

Soon, Janet takes her last puff and dismisses herself. Shortly after she leaves, Switch starts acting as though she owns the world, dancing around and singing to herself. A part of me does not understand how she can do quickly swap between emotions, but a part of me also understands that someone cannot stay in the dumps in a place like this, otherwise they may end up trying to take their own life or getting taking advantage of.

"There a problem?" She asks.

"No, nothing really," I say. She looks at me, but leaves me be after taking a long hit and passing it back, telling me I can finish it as she gets up to walk off. I finish the last hit and walk from around a corner to look out at the yard. Like usual, there are a few groups of inmates playing basketball, a decent amount of them pumping iron, and others simply walking and loitering. As I look over at the benches, I find Janet and the new girl, Ami, sitting and talking to one another. I was beginning to wonder when the new girl would start to warm up. I walk over to them and wave, inserting myself into their small group.

"You remember Tango, don't you, Ami?" Janet says.

"I think so," she says.

"It's not like I normally put myself out there, so I wouldn't be surprised if you forgot about me entirely," I say.

"I've always been pretty good with remembering things," she says. I sit next to Janet while the three of us talk. Rather, more like the two of them talk while I mostly listen. I never have been the type to be very talkative or expressive.

Even though I know that the Rose Reaper wants Ami to herself, I cannot help but have the desire to protect her. Something within me makes me want to take her away from here. It may just be my maternal instincts, but even if it is, I wonder why I could not have given my own children the same devotion.