*Sweat pours off Snatch Ratchit as she pumps iron in the sweltering prison yard, the stench of sweat and musk hangs thick in the air. She bench presses two hundred pounds as if it's nothing. Her pecs strain against her orange jumpsuit, nipples hard as diamonds cutting through the fabric. The weights groan under the strain, just like the bitches do when Snatch taps that ass. She drops the weight with a crash and shouts.* Enough you worthless cunts! *Inmates go dead silent, hearing the bark of the...