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My first original story for this site. I hope you like it.

Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3

Chapter 1

Coming home from school, I stopped by the mailbox like normal, and grabbed the pile while my brother, headed towards the door. I flipped through the bills and catalogs, but stopped when I got to the large envelope addressed to me.

“Eddie! Eddie! I got in!” I held it up and waved it in the air while running towards the door. He had received his welcome packet from Camp LeGuss a week ago, and I had been feeling disappointed that I hadn’t received one as well. I knew it was a long shot - this was the first year the camp was going to allow girls and they only had a limited number of slots available, but when Eddie had come home last year with all of his tales of swimming and exploring and everything, it made me really want to try it out too.

“Huh. I’m glad. Maybe they sent the ones for returning campers first?”

I shrugged. I dropped my backpack inside the door, placed the rest of the mail on the table, and flopped onto the couch with my prize.

Welcome to Camp LeGuss!!!

Addison Browning, you have been accepted into the girls pilot program at Camp LeGuss. You and eleven other girls will now have an opportunity to experience the same thrilling adventures as your brothers, fathers, uncles, and classmates have for generations. We know that you will have an amazing time that you will remember for the rest of your life.

We are doing our best to accommodate the needs of our new campers, and hope to have everything prepared for your arrival in four weeks. The quick turn-around time from the policy change to the start of camp does mean that there may be some minor issues that arise during your six week adventure program. We ask that you be patient with us during this transitional year, and do your best to help make the camp experience memorable for everyone.

We have had over a hundred young women apply for this opportunity. Unfortunately, we only will have been able to complete one new sleeping cabin before the start of camp, so we had to be extremely selective in who we accepted. Your grades, extra curricular activities, and enthusiasm at the informational meetings have all helped you become one of the elite.

We follow the guidelines as set out in the GDNM handbook and the rules of the camp will align with these policies.

Enclosed is a list of supplies that you will be requested to bring along with a map of the campground including the brand new buildings built just for you!

We look forward to seeing you in just a few weeks!

The Staff of Camp LeGuss

I had already looked over the map last week when Eddie had received his packet. The girl’s cabin and bathroom looked a bit smaller than the area for the boys, but like they had said, there had been a bit of a rush on setting everything up.

After last summer, a couple of girls had sued the camp for discrimination because there wasn’t a similar camp for them, and just two months ago, the judge had finally ruled that Camp LeGuss would have to be open to everyone. The camp argued that there wasn’t enough time for them to build enough accommodations, and the judge agreed, so the compromise was that they would build one dorm building this year and then additional ones each year until the camp was completely equal.

Once the decision had been made, they had several informational meetings at the junior high and high schools as well as the library and town hall. Eddie had introduced me to a lot of the counselors and staff from previous years, and they all seemed impressed with me, so I thought I would be picked. When he had gotten his invite, and I hadn’t, I had been hurt. But now I was going!

“Cute roses,” Eddie said as he walked past on his way to the kitchen.

I blushed and sat upright, straightening my skirt as I did so. “Why the hell were you looking?”

“It’s hard not to when I walk into the room and you’re sitting like that. Just be glad it wasn’t Mum. ‘You need to be modest. A girl’s knickers should never be seen.’”

I laughed. His impression was very accurate. Right down to the hand on the hip and waggling finger.

“Yeah, but these skirts that they make us wear are too short.” I stood up, showing him how the hem hit only half way down my thigh.

He shrugged and shoved a handful of crackers into his mouth.

“Speaking of which…” I showed him the packing list I had received. “Is this normal? Backpack, tooth brush, camp dishes, mosquito netting…but no clothing? No towels?”

He nodded. “Thay pwovid cam…” He swallowed and tried again. “They provide camp uniforms. T-shirts, pants or shorts depending on the weather. Towels are camp property too. Really the only things we need to bring are our personal gear.”

***

The next few weeks were busy with school finals, the end of the year dance, and getting ready for the summer. I had found a couple of other girls in my class that were going to be my cabinmates at camp. We all had brothers that had been to camp last year. Sally and mine a year older than us, and Kristen’s a year younger. We couldn’t talk about it much during the school day because our friends that hadn’t gotten in were jealous, but we discussed it by text in the evenings.

Sally: Have either of you figured out what the GDNM handbook is? David has no clue.

Kristen: I don’t think it really matters. Billy has told me all about the camp and the rules. It’s all basic camp stuff. Don’t fight. Keep your stuff clean. Don’t leave the campfire unattended.

Me: Yeah, Eddie said the same. Punishments are things like cleaning the kitchen or running laps.

Kristen: Billy told me that one of the cabins got caught skinny dipping. They had their clothes taken by the counselors and had to come back to camp naked. That’s about the worst.

Sally: Doubt anyone will do that this year with us girls there.

Kristen: Too bad. That would have been hilarious.

Me: Yeah? What if it was Billy?

Kristen: That would be even more hilarious. I can’t imagine him running around starkers.

***

I asked Eddie about it that evening and he had blushed bright red and started to stutter.

“I-it was ju-just a dare.”

My mouth dropped. “You were one of them?”

He nodded. “Don’t tell Mum and Dad.”

I made a motion like turning a key over my mouth.

“We were having a game of truth or dare in the cabin, and somehow we all got dared to go skinny dipping. When we got out, all of our clothing was gone. We had to rush back to the camp. When we got there, the spotlights got turned on and we saw all of our clothes hanging from the totem in the middle.

“All the other cabins came out to see what the commotion was, and there we were jumping around naked trying to get our clothes back.”

“Oh my god. I can’t believe you did that!” I started laughing as he turned bright purple and left the room.

***

Finally, the start of camp arrived. We got dropped off at the library where the bus was waiting. I didn’t recognize all of the campers, but there were a few from my classes, and a couple of girls that had started at the high school last year. The two older girls that had started the lawsuit were also there, looking smug. Everyone seemed to be giving them a wide berth. I went and joined my friends while Eddie greeted some of his friends from the year before.

“So,” I whispered conspiratorially, to the girls, “apparently, my brother was one of the skinny dippers. How many of those boys around him were also bare ass naked.”

The red-headed Sally snorted. “I can’t believe it. But I wish I had seen it.”

Kristen smiled, appraising the boys in the group. “Yeah, I’d have joined them.”

“You would have what?!!” I couldn’t believe my ears.

She shrugged. “Sure, why not? They’re cute.”

“But they’d see you…” I whispered the last word, “naked.”

“What’s wrong with that? I’m attractive.”

It was true. Kristen had shoulder length blond hair, a slender figure with at least a C-cup chest, and looked amazing in her tight jeans and blouse. Even though Sally was older by a couple months, she looked younger. Her breasts were only an A-cup and she didn’t have as many curves as her friend, but she was still very pretty and I had seen her attract her share of attention at the school dances.

“And I’m sure they’d love to see you starkers too.”

I blushed as she looked at me. I wasn’t wearing anything special, just a t-shirt and shorts, but I knew my dancer legs were well toned and, while I wasn’t quite as big as Kristen, my breasts weren’t small. I covered my chest with my arms.

“Nope. Not gonna happen. The boys are just going to have to imagine it.”

“Oh don’t worry. I’m sure they have.”

Good start and good writing style. Thanks.

Good setup!

Good start, keep it up!

Great start - can't wait for the next chapter. It looks like the boys will outnumber the girls very considerably.

jeremiahN wrote: Tue Apr 01, 2025 8:32 pm My first original story for this site. I hope you like it.


Chapter 1

Coming home from school, I stopped by the mailbox like normal, and grabbed the pile while my brother, headed towards the door. I flipped through the bills and catalogs, but stopped when I got to the large envelope addressed to me.

“Eddie! Eddie! I got in!” I held it up and waved it in the air while running towards the door. He had received his welcome packet from Camp LeGuss a week ago, and I had been feeling disappointed that I hadn’t received one as well. I knew it was a long shot - this was the first year the camp was going to allow girls and they only had a limited number of slots available, but when Eddie had come home last year with all of his tales of swimming and exploring and everything, it made me really want to try it out too.

“Huh. I’m glad. Maybe they sent the ones for returning campers first?”

I shrugged. I dropped my backpack inside the door, placed the rest of the mail on the table, and flopped onto the couch with my prize.

Welcome to Camp LeGuss!!!

Addison Browning, you have been accepted into the girls pilot program at Camp LeGuss. You and eleven other girls will now have an opportunity to experience the same thrilling adventures as your brothers, fathers, uncles, and classmates have for generations. We know that you will have an amazing time that you will remember for the rest of your life.

We are doing our best to accommodate the needs of our new campers, and hope to have everything prepared for your arrival in four weeks. The quick turn-around time from the policy change to the start of camp does mean that there may be some minor issues that arise during your six week adventure program. We ask that you be patient with us during this transitional year, and do your best to help make the camp experience memorable for everyone.

We have had over a hundred young women apply for this opportunity. Unfortunately, we only will have been able to complete one new sleeping cabin before the start of camp, so we had to be extremely selective in who we accepted. Your grades, extra curricular activities, and enthusiasm at the informational meetings have all helped you become one of the elite.

We follow the guidelines as set out in the GDNM handbook and the rules of the camp will align with these policies.

Enclosed is a list of supplies that you will be requested to bring along with a map of the campground including the brand new buildings built just for you!

We look forward to seeing you in just a few weeks!

The Staff of Camp LeGuss

I had already looked over the map last week when Eddie had received his packet. The girl’s cabin and bathroom looked a bit smaller than the area for the boys, but like they had said, there had been a bit of a rush on setting everything up.

After last summer, a couple of girls had sued the camp for discrimination because there wasn’t a similar camp for them, and just two months ago, the judge had finally ruled that Camp LeGuss would have to be open to everyone. The camp argued that there wasn’t enough time for them to build enough accommodations, and the judge agreed, so the compromise was that they would build one dorm building this year and then additional ones each year until the camp was completely equal.

Once the decision had been made, they had several informational meetings at the junior high and high schools as well as the library and town hall. Eddie had introduced me to a lot of the counselors and staff from previous years, and they all seemed impressed with me, so I thought I would be picked. When he had gotten his invite, and I hadn’t, I had been hurt. But now I was going!

“Cute roses,” Eddie said as he walked past on his way to the kitchen.

I blushed and sat upright, straightening my skirt as I did so. “Why the hell were you looking?”

“It’s hard not to when I walk into the room and you’re sitting like that. Just be glad it wasn’t Mum. ‘You need to be modest. A girl’s knickers should never be seen.’”

I laughed. His impression was very accurate. Right down to the hand on the hip and waggling finger.

“Yeah, but these skirts that they make us wear are too short.” I stood up, showing him how the hem hit only half way down my thigh.

He shrugged and shoved a handful of crackers into his mouth.

“Speaking of which…” I showed him the packing list I had received. “Is this normal? Backpack, tooth brush, camp dishes, mosquito netting…but no clothing? No towels?”

He nodded. “Thay pwovid cam…” He swallowed and tried again. “They provide camp uniforms. T-shirts, pants or shorts depending on the weather. Towels are camp property too. Really the only things we need to bring are our personal gear.”

***

The next few weeks were busy with school finals, the end of the year dance, and getting ready for the summer. I had found a couple of other girls in my class that were going to be my cabinmates at camp. We all had brothers that had been to camp last year. Sally and mine a year older than us, and Kristen’s a year younger. We couldn’t talk about it much during the school day because our friends that hadn’t gotten in were jealous, but we discussed it by text in the evenings.

Sally: Have either of you figured out what the GDNM handbook is? David has no clue.

Kristen: I don’t think it really matters. Billy has told me all about the camp and the rules. It’s all basic camp stuff. Don’t fight. Keep your stuff clean. Don’t leave the campfire unattended.

Me: Yeah, Eddie said the same. Punishments are things like cleaning the kitchen or running laps.

Kristen: Billy told me that one of the cabins got caught skinny dipping. They had their clothes taken by the counselors and had to come back to camp naked. That’s about the worst.

Sally: Doubt anyone will do that this year with us girls there.

Kristen: Too bad. That would have been hilarious.

Me: Yeah? What if it was Billy?

Kristen: That would be even more hilarious. I can’t imagine him running around starkers.

***

I asked Eddie about it that evening and he had blushed bright red and started to stutter.

“I-it was ju-just a dare.”

My mouth dropped. “You were one of them?”

He nodded. “Don’t tell Mum and Dad.”

I made a motion like turning a key over my mouth.

“We were having a game of truth or dare in the cabin, and somehow we all got dared to go skinny dipping. When we got out, all of our clothing was gone. We had to rush back to the camp. When we got there, the spotlights got turned on and we saw all of our clothes hanging from the totem in the middle.

“All the other cabins came out to see what the commotion was, and there we were jumping around naked trying to get our clothes back.”

“Oh my god. I can’t believe you did that!” I started laughing as he turned bright purple and left the room.

***

Finally, the start of camp arrived. We got dropped off at the library where the bus was waiting. I didn’t recognize all of the campers, but there were a few from my classes, and a couple of girls that had started at the high school last year. The two older girls that had started the lawsuit were also there, looking smug. Everyone seemed to be giving them a wide berth. I went and joined my friends while Eddie greeted some of his friends from the year before.

“So,” I whispered conspiratorially, to the girls, “apparently, my brother was one of the skinny dippers. How many of those boys around him were also bare ass naked.”

The red-headed Sally snorted. “I can’t believe it. But I wish I had seen it.”

Kristen smiled, appraising the boys in the group. “Yeah, I’d have joined them.”

“You would have what?!!” I couldn’t believe my ears.

She shrugged. “Sure, why not? They’re cute.”

“But they’d see you…” I whispered the last word, “naked.”

“What’s wrong with that? I’m attractive.”

It was true. Kristen had shoulder length blond hair, a slender figure with at least a C-cup chest, and looked amazing in her tight jeans and blouse. Even though Sally was older by a couple months, she looked younger. Her breasts were only an A-cup and she didn’t have as many curves as her friend, but she was still very pretty and I had seen her attract her share of attention at the school dances.

“And I’m sure they’d love to see you starkers too.”

I blushed as she looked at me. I wasn’t wearing anything special, just a t-shirt and shorts, but I knew my dancer legs were well toned and, while I wasn’t quite as big as Kristen, my breasts weren’t small. I covered my chest with my arms.

“Nope. Not gonna happen. The boys are just going to have to imagine it.”

“Oh don’t worry. I’m sure they have.”

Chapter 2

On the bus, a bunch of the rowdier boys headed straight to the back. Us girls got on next. I think most of us were still feeling a bit uncomfortable being so outnumbered, so we instinctively herded together. The two oldest girls, Misty and Alice, that had gotten us all this opportunity took the lead and we all followed behind. They sat in one of the two-seaters, with two other girls in front of them and two behind, and Kristen, Sally and I sat on a three-seater across from them while the last three girls sat in the row ahead of us. In front of our groups were the rest of the boys, including my brother and his friends, and finally the chaperones sat in the front couple rows.

We’d been on the bus for about thirty minutes when the girls in front of us turned around to introduce themselves.

“Hi, I’m Stacey,” The dark-haired girl in the middle said. “This is Wendy.” The mousy girl next to window smiled slightly. “And this is Elaine.” The blond waved.

“I’m Kristen, and these are Addy and Sally.”

“Cool. What are you looking forward to the most? My brother told me that the zipline is really high up. That sounds amazing, but also scary. I also heard bonfire night is a lot of fun.”

We talked and bonded for a while, although Stacey definitely did most of the talking. A couple of times her friends looked at us sheepishly when she was dominating the conversation.

Suddenly, a shout came from the back of the bus.

“Hey, Tits!”

All of the girls turned and glared at the loud, obnoxious voice, which caused all the boys in the back to start laughing. An older dark-haired boy was perching on the seat in front of him to be seen. “Good to see you all know how to respond to being called. We challenge you all to a volleyball game when we get to camp.” He leaned forward a bit more and looked at each of us in turn. “Shirts versus skins. Guess which one you’ll be.”

“Okay. That’s enough Brad. Settle down.” An angry voice from the front of the bus shouted back.

“Sorry Mr. Richardson.”

“All of our female campers are to be treated with the same respect as you would give any other camper. Or, Mr. Grey, in your case, more respect than you would give any other camper.”

That got another laugh and some jostling from his friends.

“Now please sit back in your seat, and quit making a nuisance of yourself.”

Brad sat back, and everyone else settled down as well, although there was a lot of whispering going on.

Kristen leaned over. “I would have done it.”

“Done what?” Sally asked

“Skins.”

Sally gasped and crossed her arms over her chest. “You would?”

“Yeah…although I’d rather they be skins.” She bit her lip, smiling.

***

We pulled into the campsite just after 11 am with a loud cheer. Two and a half hours on a bus is a long time for anyone. Slowly and stiffly, we unloaded ourselves and then grabbed our backpacks from the underneath storage area.

Once we were all situated, we headed to the central meeting area. The giant totem was standing in the middle, and I nudged my friends, picturing the boys trying to get their clothes down from the arms. Sally covered her mouth to hide her giggles.

We made a giant circle around Mr. Richardson, a woman about his age, and a group of guys and girls who were obviously going to be our counselors and staff. They let us mingle and talk for a few minutes, then Mr. Richardson clapped his hands in a loud rhythm.

All of the staff and all of the returning campers stopped what they were doing, repeated the clap, and gave their full attention to him. A few of the newer campers continued to whisper a bit, but it died down quickly.

“That’s good, but let’s see if we can do even better.” Mr. Richardson repeated the clapping pattern. This time all of us copied him and silently watched him.

“Excellent. Welcome to Camp LeGuss. New campers, this is going to be an important announcement about the basics of how things are done here, so please pay attention. For those of you who are returning, I ask that you also pay close attention as there are some obvious changes this year.” He looked at the group of girls, and I couldn’t tell if he was glaring or just had an intense look.

“First, let me introduce the staff. Those of you returning will remember Nurse Swenson. While she will continue with that role, she has also agreed to take on the role of assistant camp director. Specifically, she will be in charge of the young women in the camp. We don’t want any lawsuits,” this time, he was definitely glaring at Misty and Alice, “of sexual harassment or anything.”

He went on to introduce the counselors and counselors-in-training. He started with the girls. Micaela, who looked about 19, was going to be our counselor and Mary, maybe a year younger, was our CIT. They were both dressed in the same beige color as the rest of the counselors, but they were wearing pleated skirts as opposed to the shorts or pants that the rest of them had on. Pleated skirts that made my school uniform look long. I stared in disbelief. They didn’t look uncomfortable in them, but there was no way they could do any physical activities in them without showing too much. Maybe it was just their formal outfit. After all, Eddie had said that they wore different outfits depending on the activities and the weather. Still, I was planning on choosing pants or at least shorts for myself.

I realized I hadn’t been paying attention to what was being said, so I refocused on the director. He was calling out names and some of the boys were shuffling around into different groups. Apparently he was organizing the cabins. At least I didn’t miss much with that. All of us girls were going to be together.

When he finished, Mary and Micaela came over to us while the other counselors all gathered with their own groups.

“Okay girls,” Micaela said, in the chipper voice that is reserved for counselors and cheerleaders, “follow me. Our cabin isn’t that far away, unlike some of the boys' cabins, so you won’t have to lug those things too far.”

As we marched behind her, she continued to give us some more information. “Now, there are seven sets of bunk beds in each cabin. Three on each of the side walls and one against the back wall. The one against the back is for the counselors, so Mary and I have already put our stuff there. You all can decide how you want to split up beyond that. The girls’ bathroom is right close by and all of the plumbing is working. It was the first thing I checked when I got here. Eventually the rest of this area will be built up for more girls cabins, but we’ve got the only one for now.

“Unfortunately, some of the construction wasn’t quite finished in time, so I do hope you brought the mosquito netting that was on the list. We are still waiting on the delivery of windows and doors, so we’ll be using the netting to keep the bugs out for now.”

“What do you mean there are no doors or windows?!” Misty shouted from the middle of the group, but at just that time, we reached the cabin and could see for ourselves.

The cabin was built on risers about two feet off the ground with stairs leading up to the main doorway. The open holes on the sides where the windows should have been provided plenty of light, and showed that the bunks, and the entire cabin, was visible to anyone outside.

“Where the hell are we supposed to change?!”

Mary shrugged, “It’s just us girls here. We’re going to see each other, so we don’t need modesty. But let’s all go inside and pick out our bunks.”

Misty pushed her way in first, and threw her bag on the top bunk closest to the door, then helped Alice get her bag on the one across. The rest of us piled in, trying to figure out which bunk would be the best. The bottom bunks were all directly in front of a window, meaning anyone in those beds were literally sleeping next to a hole to the outside. And with the building raised, they would be at direct eye level to anyone walking past. The top bunks weren’t as exposed on the sides, but they were easier to see from the doorway. Misty and Alice had taken the two most concealed before anyone else even got a chance.

I glared at them, but then put my bag on the bed below Misty’s. I figured we wouldn’t be in the cabin much anyway, so it probably didn’t really matter. Sally and Kristen followed my lead, taking the other bottom bunks on the left, while Stacey, Wendy and Elaine did the same on the right.

I was just about to sit down on my bunk when a scream from outside startled everyone. We rushed outside and saw Misty pointing at the other building.

As we got closer, I was looking for a snake or spider or something else creepy that would have been freaking her out, but I didn’t see anything in the bathroom that shouldn’t have been there. Then I slowly realized that I wasn’t seeing some things that should have been there.

Along the walls were four sinks with spots for all of our toiletries, and against the back wall were three toilets separated by dividers.

“As I said before, the delivery of doors has not arrived yet.”

There were no doors. No door on the front of the building, and no doors on any of the stalls. From where we were standing, we could see the toilets completely.

“But, we need to head back to the circle now. There’s one more activity before lunch, and then once lunch is over, we’ll be giving a tour of the rest of the campsite.”

We all slowly followed our counselors back towards the main area, Alice guiding her friend by the shoulders as she still dealt with her shock. We were the last group to return, and Mr. Richardson was looking at his watch impatiently.

“I apologize, sir,” Micaela said as she and Mary took their places in the center, “a couple of the girls were looking at the new structures that were built just for them, and it delayed us.” The emphasis was clear that we should be happy that they had been built at all, even if they weren’t complete.

“It’s ok, Micaela. A new place is difficult to adjust to sometimes. They will get used to it.”

He clapped his hands in rhythm and we all repeated it.

“Now, everyone, it is time to change into your uniforms.”

Nice part, I hope for a practical joke in the showers

Chapter 3

The camp director motioned to the laundry carts that were placed evenly around the circle.

“As those of you who are returning know, there are cabin challenges throughout your time here at camp. We are keeping point totals. The winning team will receive rewards and the losing team will receive forfeits.

“Traditionally, the uniform challenge is our first official challenge of the year, and this year is no different. Each cabin, as you are aware, has a color assigned to it. Your uniform will match that color.”

He turned to face our group.

“As of now, the girls have not had a chance to pick out a color for your cabin. For now, your uniforms are white, but we expect you, as a cabin, to choose your official color. In each of the bins are packages of uniforms, bundled together as a set, top, bottoms, socks, and underwear. Each set has a size on it as you requested on the enrollment forms.

“Your challenge is to grab a uniform in your color and size, run back to your cabin, change into the new uniform, run back here with your street clothes and throw them into the empty laundry cart. When your team has all twelve of you back here with your uniform on properly, sit down as a group and call your color. That means shirts tucked in, socks up. If you come here and your socks aren’t up, you will have to run back to your cabin, pull them up, and return. Remember that blue team? The first team sitting wins. The last team gets a forfeit.

“Ready, set, go!”

This was followed by loud cheers and a rush towards the bins by most of the boys. Packets of clothes were being flung around and tossed to others with shouts of “I’ve got a large!” or “I need a medium green!”

Suddenly, everything that had been said processed in my mind, and I realized I needed to run in and grab an outfit. I rushed forward and jostled my way in towards the middle. A couple of the other girls had figured out things faster than me, and Mary and Micaela were shouting encouragement to the remaining girls who were still just standing around. Soon we were all looking for our white unis mixed in with all the other ones. I grabbed one, but it was labeled M. Instead of putting it back, I tucked it under my arm, and grabbed another one. This time labeled S. I looked around and saw Kristen still digging in a pile, and I hurried over to her, handed her the medium, and we both raced back towards our cabin.

We were the first two back, and Kristen immediately started taking off her top.

“Kristen!” I looked around, making sure no one else could see her.

“What? We’re in a race. Besides, the boys are all in their own cabins on the other side of the camp. The faster we go, the less likely we are to be seen.” She reached behind her back and unsnapped her bra.

I realized she was right, but I was still a bit nervous, so I took a moment to remove the band from the clothing packet and spread them out on my bed. As other girls arrived, I realized there were a couple of problems with the uniform.

I gasped, and a couple of the girls looked over. “What’s up?” Kristen asked as she removed her knickers. Now naked, she picked up her packet and started removing her own band.

“They can’t expect us to wear this!” Misty shouted, outraged, echoing my own thoughts.

In front of me were four items. The first was a pair of thigh high socks, second was a t-shirt with a picture of a boy and a girl shooting arrows at a couple of targets with Camp LeGuss written above it. Those were perfectly fine, but it was the other two items I was staring at. There was a pleated skirt, white of course, that looked like it would barely cover my knickers. If you could call them knickers. They were the smallest thong I could imagine.

At that point, Micaela returned with the last girl, a young brunette named Dawn who looked like she had barely entered puberty. ‘Hurry up! You don’t want to get last place!”

Misty held up the piece of fabric that was supposed to be underwear. “No one could actually wear this! And where are our bras?”

Micaela looked cross. She lifted her own skirt, showing an identical thong, although the little bit of fabric was beige instead of white. “You can, and you will, or you’ll be sent home for not following camp rules. After everything you’ve done so that you could come to camp, would you really want to be sent home on the first day? As for bras, the counselors and directors had a conversation about that. We didn’t want to give you girls a disadvantage by making you have to put on more clothes than the boys did, so bras are not part of the uniform.”

I looked at her chest, and realized for the first time that she wasn’t wearing a bra. I could see her nipples pressing up against the tight top, and realized that they were directly in line with the bullseyes on the targets.

“Now, get your uniforms on. If we end up being last, it will be remembered which of you girls were the cause.”

By the time our counselor had finished her rant, Kristen had managed to get her outfit on. I had to admit, the tight top and short skirt looked really good on her. She gave a twirl which caused her skirt to flare out, then winked at me. “Last one there’s a rotten egg,” she shouted as she gathered up her clothes and rushed for the circle.

I wasn’t looking forward to putting on the uniform, but the threats of what would happen if I didn’t get going were worse. I quickly stripped off my shirt and bra and put on the new top. Most of the girls had gotten the hint and were doing the same, and we all tried to get dressed while being bare for as little time as possible. Several of the others had already headed down by the time I pulled up my socks, tied my shoes, and ran back, trying my best to keep my skirt down.

I threw my clothes into the almost full laundry cart to a chorus of wolf whistles and cheers. Most of the guys were back now, and a couple of teams were even sitting. All of them were making sure they had a good view of us girls as we approached in our short skirts and body hugging tops.

Most of the other girls were trying to keep their skirt down as there was a slight breeze coming through from time to time or putting a hand across their top. Kristen was smiling and waving while her skirt fluttered a bit and an Asian girl named Christine and an older girl named Elsie were standing with their arms by their sides. I ended up standing next to Elsie, and I asked her why she wasn’t trying to cover up.

She shrugged. “It’s not going to get any better. This way the embarrassment will go away faster because we aren’t doing anything to draw attention to ourselves.”

I realized she had a point, and stood still also. My skirt flapped a bit, but didn’t flip up.

Other teams were filling up as the slower members joined their teams. “Grey!” “Purple!” I looked as the last of the boys sat down. Who were we waiting for? I looked over my shoulder and saw Micaela walking angrily behind the scowling pair of Alice and Misty. At least they were wearing their uniform finally. Micaela followed them to the laundry cart, waited for them to put their clothes in, then led them back to our group. “White on three! One! Two! Three!”

We all shouted, “white!” Then we realized our next issue. Gingerly, we attempted to find a way to sit on the ground without showing more than we wanted to. Alice and Misty tried to remain standing, but the withering glare from Micaela had them gingerly trying to make their way to the ground.

Once we were all settled, Mr. Richardson gave the clap that was already starting to get annoying. “Congratulations to Blue Cabin for first place. You will be getting a special dessert with dinner tonight. Unfortunately, for the White Cabin, you came in last. Your forfeit will take place after lunch.

“Speaking of lunch, I’m sure you’re all getting hungry. If everyone would please line up behind your counselors, they will guide you into the mess hall.” He pointed to the building behind him. “Once we are all settled, there will be a few more formal announcements, and then food.”

“Food!” The crowd erupted and scrambled to their feet. We got in line and headed inside. I noticed Micaela whisper to Nurse Swenson and hand her something as we passed, but I couldn’t make out what it was.

Each wooden table was painted to match the cabin color. There were spots for six campers on each side. In addition, there were two more long tables at the front of the room where the counselors and staff gathered. We found seats at the white table, which was closest to the kitchen at the back of the hall, then turned to face the front. The seats felt strange against the back of my leg, and I really hoped we wouldn’t get any splinters.

Mr Richardson and Nurse Swenson stood on the stage at the front of the room and we all focused our attention on them after the clapping pattern. This time the nurse took the lead.

“Thank you everyone. I know you’re looking forward to eating the delicious meal that chef has made for us. We do have a few final announcements to go over about how things are going to work this year.

“As you all know, we have been required to invite girls to camp this year. As was made clear to us, there is no equivalent camp to this one for girls, and so we either had to open a new camp for girls or provide an opportunity for girls in some way to have the same experiences. We look forward to fulfilling this obligation, and the girls will be able to participate in all of the same activities as the boys do.

“However, we did argue to the judge that it would be discrimination against us if we had to go against our belief system. He agreed that we were correct, and so we will continue to uphold the same code of conduct as we have in previous years. This does mean that there will be some chores, like chopping wood for the campfire that will only be assigned to males and others that will only be assigned to females.

“The Girls Don’t Need Modesty handbook that we are following is available for you to review in the camp director’s office, but I’m sure you’ve all had the chance to read it as a copy was sent to each of your parents when you were first accepted at camp.

“One of the important roles for females, of course, is in preparing and serving food. As chef has the kitchen under control for the most part, and we want to make sure there’s plenty of time for the girls to participate in activities, you won’t be required to cook, however we will require that a group of you will assist in serving each meal.”

She looked down at a list in her hands. “Addison, Alice, Misty, and Tonya. You are assigned to help for this first lunch. Please go see Chef Anne in the kitchen.”

What did she mean girls don’t need modesty? What was this handbook? I looked around the table and everyone else had the same shocked look that I did.

“Now girls!” Mary and Micaela had reached our table and they started pulling the four of us roughly to our feet.

I walked, still dazed, into the kitchen where a large middle aged woman and three younger assistants were scurrying around. They were loading up trays with pasta, sauce, and other food. It looked like a normal busy kitchen. Except Chef Anne was wearing only an apron, and the other girls were wearing nothing at all.

jeremiahN wrote: Fri Apr 04, 2025 5:56 pm Chapter 3

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I walked, still dazed, into the kitchen where a large middle aged woman and three younger assistants were scurrying around. They were loading up trays with pasta, sauce, and other food. It looked like a normal busy kitchen. Except Chef Anne was wearing only an apron, and the other girls were wearing nothing at all.

As someone that takes life way too seriously, I have to ask: where did Chef Anne and these three kitchen helpers come from? What is their background?
How did the camp hire and train them? What do they do while not in the kitchen? And where?

And as an old letch, an additional new story centered mostly on them would be wonderful.

This has been a wonderful setup. Thanks.

LittleFrieda wrote: Fri Apr 04, 2025 7:20 pm
As someone that takes life way too seriously, I have to ask: where did Chef Anne and these three kitchen helpers come from? What is their background?
How did the camp hire and train them? What do they do while not in the kitchen? And where?

And as an old letch, an additional new story centered mostly on them would be wonderful.

This has been a wonderful setup. Thanks.

Don't worry, if not all, at least much will be revealed