Chapter 305 A Caged Bird Sings In Trans Prison:>Ep3

Bizarrely, I wanted Bethany back. She was horrible, but at least she was familiar. I'd seen her face before. I stepped a half step into the lunch room and looked around. There were like a hundred girls sitting at a handful of tables, eating and talking. I'd never seen so many t-girls in one place. They ran the gamut from gorgeous girls who could pass as super models, to girls who were barely more than cross dressers. But I was surprised that most just looked like girls, like me. You'd never think we were t-girls. And there bunches of them. A couple of girls turned and looked at me, but most didn't seem to take any notice. There was still a line for food, so I fell in. The girl in front of me looked back at me, but didn't seem to care, then looked forward. I waited for a long while, the line moved little by little. Finally, I got to the food. The people scooping the food out of the trays were other prisoners with glazed looks on their face. They scooped this horrible looking sludge onto my plate. I walked to the end of the line, collecting red sludge and blue sludge and green sludge. Then I moved out of the line.