Failed Containment: Chapter 23- The Prices We pay
She talked to her cellmate. tried to befriend her. hathaway knew that if she managed to see chloe as a person, then she could not eat her. hathaway grew to know everything about chloe, her friend. her cellmate in that white-washed hell of a room.
I. The Capture
Once satisfied with their scrutiny of their new cellmate, the wolves settled down around him. he felt their warm fur on his skin and the gentle movement of their breething. soon his exhaustion got the better of him and he quickly fell asleep.
Break the Rich
One saving grace was that his new cellmate had been declawed, but the dumb strength he wielded was terrifying in its own right.
Rison, Part 1 (NSFW)
I just about fell to the ground, catching myself just before i ran into my cellmate, a small white tiger. and man was he frightened of me, least he learned quick. "my names zahi" i said sticking out a hand for him to shake.
Snuk and the Prison Boss
He had a lot in store for his cellmate/new slave to drink down.
Bird's Adventure
He nestled comfortablely on garry's shoulder, who's cellmate had yet to come back. hopefully he wouldn't try something stupid again and get another limb ripped off. but then again who knows with that guy.
The Adventures of Captain Nevos
I've been stuck in worse holes with worse cellmates. just don't leave me behind, alright?"
The Best Laid Plans...
My time spent with my latest cellmate had only endorsed my longing to stay far away from compact rooms and insane individuals.
One Way Out
I tried to pass the time in that small cell by staring at the wall, examining the fellow cellmates (who were usually passed out in a drunken heap), and surviving off of sorghum, wheat and magikarp tails.
Soaking up the Summer Sun
Now, he was driven by the primal instinct to enter the water and mate the emerging bull gator his cellmate had become. gabe's human mind was still present, though buried under millions of years of reptilian instinct and evolution.
One Way Out - Chapter 11 (Reconstruction)
After all, i was his cellmate! i could still tell that he was upset, though. and soon after that, i just laid down and stared up at the ceiling, trying to figure out some way to pass the time.
POV vore - prison escape
No cellmate, barely a glimpse even of the guards. they glare at you through the bars, sliding in your tray of food and otherwise ignoring you. it's just you and the lines you scratch into the paint to keep track of passing days.