Help Me Find a Change of Clothes and Some More Pills

"Ummmm," Sam said. "I don't really want to walk in naked. Do you know where I can get a change of clothes first?" Then he leaned in and said softly, "I'm also almost out of my special pills." He couldn't help but grin at the thought that each of those pills represented another woman he'd get to fuck.

"Oh..." She said, smiling but clearly disappointed. "Well there's a canteen in every building so you can get it there, but you won't be able to get either without going into a building."

"Ok," now he was the one that was disappointed. "Well thank you for showing me the way. And for the other thing."

"Anytime," Charlene said, before turning back and walking toward the bunks.

At this point Sam was on the verge of lateness, so he sprinted down the path until he saw a log cabin with sculptures out of it. Charlene had failed to mention that all five sculptures were giant stone penises. Why was he surprised?

Just barely on time, once again, Sam burst through the door into the studio, his cock flopping in front him. He found himself in a very large room, with metal tables in two rows. Each table had an organizer with paper, pencils, paints and other art supplies. The gray walls were lined with paintings, photos and drawings of body parts, mostly sex organs. At the far side of the room, there was a row of large sinks. At one end of the row was a large yellow vending machine.

About twelve campers, all in uniform, were standing near the closest table, chatting and lightly fondling each other. They all turned to see what caused the sudden crash in the doorway and laughed when they saw the new kid get in just under the wire.

"Relax," said a graying middle-aged camper with a New York accent. "The counselor isn't here yet. You're fine."

"Thanks," Sam said. He walked towards the students and extended his hand to shake. "I'm Sam."

"Good to meet ya. I'm Steve," he said. "And this is everybody." The other campers all looked at him at waved. A few of the women looked longer than the rest. "You gonna try and put some clothes on before the guy running this thing shows up?"

"Uhhh, yeah," Sam said. "Can anyone point me to clothing and special-pill refill thing?" He shook the near-empty pillbox strapped to his wrist.

They all looked at him like he was crazy, but Sam just stood there, looking confused.

"It's the big yellow thing by the sink!" Steve said. "How do you not know this!?"

"It's my first day," Sam explained, "and I woke up late so no one showed where to go or how anything works."

All of them were taken aback. "Oh wow," Steve said. "That's rough. Sorry, guy."

"Come here," one of the girls stepped forward from the pack. "I'll show you how to do it." Everyone, including the two of them, giggled.