LINTY GOES TO SUMMER CAMP 4

Here is the next chap. Lot's more to go. A whole TWO weeks. Enjoy.

LINTY GOES TO SUMMER CAMP 4

Dawn broke sooner than either Carey or Linty wanted. With pained groans as Becka, the unwelcomed counselor shouted to rouse them, the girls sat up. “Come on, get ready for breakfast.”

Bobbie and Skye rose in shorts and t shirts, yawning. “I’ll go first. I won’t be long,” Bobbie announced. The shower was running soon after. Skye went past the closed curtain and began to brush her teeth.

“Cozy, aren’t they?” Carey said to Linty. Linty yawned again and jumped down from her bunk.

“Maybe Skye and Bobbie are fucking.”

“Could be,” Carey said, climbing down the ladder. “You really stretched me last night.”

“Um, sorry,” Linty murmured and climbed down.

“No problem. It was nice. I just don’t like Helen Hell.”

“Just what does that mean? You said something last night about this,” Linty said.

“Look kiddo, you have some baggage inside you. It’s not nice and stinks!”

Tears filled Linty’s eyes. “I don’t know what you mean but you can be a bitch sometimes,” she announced, tearing up.

“Linty, you have something INSIDE you. It threatened ME! So don’t go all catty on me. I bet you know about it.”

Linty wiped her eyes.

“Did you have a dream or something?” Carey asked knowingly.

“Fuck off,” Linty moaned out.

“I knew it! So? What are you gonna do about it? Whoa!”

Linty looked over at Carey, her eyes blurred with tears. Blinking them back she stopped her sobbing, looking at the stretched fabric of Carey’s usually flat t shirt.

“OhmyGod,” she hissed.

“I-I don’t know how this happened but it’s about fucking time,” Carey announced, feeling up her new C cups with pride and wonder. “Jeez, they feel wonderful.”

“They look nice,” Linty offered, wiping her dripping nose.

“They’re awesome. Oh boy I can’t wait to show these babies off. But how did this happen?”

Linty looked away and shrugged. She knew. It had happened to Fuchsia, though in a more mega way.

“I’ve got tits, I’ve got tits,” Carey sang out, skipping about the small cabin with glee. “Hey, let’s take a shower together. I’ll show you mine if you show me yours.”

“You’ve seen it,” Linty growled, embarressed.

“Not IT, them. I didn’t get to see your tits. And they look really nice,” Carey said and swallowed.

“T-thank you. Um, well, maybe.”

After Skye finished with her shower, Carey dragged an unsure Linty in with her, sliding the curtain closed. Clothing was doffed quickly and the girls got under the spray.

“Wow, your tits are like HUGE! I really couldn’t tell with that mega bra you had on. Linty, your tits are almost as big and beautiful as Liz’s.”

“Oh, I don’t know,” she said, passing the soap about her soft mamms.

“God let me do that,” Carey slurre