LINTY GOES TO SUMMER CAMP 14

This is the last of the summer camp story for Linty and her friends. It is short but I left something in there for Lamedh and Linty's family to deal with. That will continue in another thread. I am working hard and long hours so PLEASE don't ask me when when when. Just know another story thread will begin and I will get it going asap. Linty has been supportive of this story. I am not COMPETING with Linty's NEPHILIM series but hopefully COMPLEMENTING it. Have fun reading the end of this saga and hopefully, the beginning of another one too!

LINTY GOES TO SUMMER CAMP 14

9:00 a.m. and all in the cabin were still wrapped up in sleep. The sound of loud, heavy vehicles could be heard entering the camp, squeaking brakes making them even more noticeable. Linty turned onto her side and sighed deeply. Blinking her eyes she immediately jumped down and ran to the bathroom.

Excitement was thrashing about her body. She knew today was the day to go home to her family. And also to her best friend, well, best FUCK buddy, Fuchsia. And that brought her cock to life, soon butting about in the shower. That shaft seemed to be molded of the hardest steel available in the universe as it tried to plow through the tiled wall of the cabin shower stall.

Soapsuds and hot water cascaded about Linty’s prickly body, hands making sure to clean off camp life and reenter her city life of family, school and Fuchsia fuck sex.

Linty felt such pleasure at leaving Camp Iroquois, the headaches of keeping low key, the problems with Carey and now maybe Bobbie, and CERTAINLY Skye. But looking inside her head she only saw Lamedh sleeping peacefully, naked, among the darkness of her other side of her brain.

With a shrug, she shut off the water and toweled her body excitedly, knowing she could do something right. And that ‘right’ was for Carey, her first friend at the hellhole of summer camp.

Dressing in the last of her clean clothes she silently awoke Carey.

“Wha?” Carey murmured on her bunk.

“Shhh,” Linty soothed. “Come on, we have something to do.”

“What time is it?” Carey asked, blinking at the sunlight.

“Time to get some big tits.”

“Huh?” Carey gulped, looking down at the once filled out t shirt and now seeing a flat expanse.

“God, I lost everything,” Carey crackled out with her dry throat.

“Shut up! Not everything. Come on!”

Linty opened the door and peered out. With a hurried hand she rushed Carey from her warm bunk and into the quad. Grasping a hand and pulling, Linty led a wobbly Carey deep into the brush.

“W-where are we goin’?” the young girl asked, stumbling about the bushes.

“I’m gonna give you some tits,” Linty replied.

“What? Like real tits?” Carey squealed.

“SHUT UP!” Linty hissed sharply. “Follow me.”

The noise they made into the forest could have awakened a dead person but for some reason, once Linty stopped the two in a clearing,