Halfway there (1)

Even upon entering the thick foliage, not one of you dares to bare intimate skin. After all, someone found you this deep in the forest. The full, vibrant trees may as well be barren as far as you're concerned. Plus, it's not like any of you would run much faster with better form. Attempting to avoid prying eyes led the four of you off the normal path, onto terrain that would be far less merciful on careless bare feet. And in your case, that arm offered more than coverage of ruby nipples. It also meant support for your bouncing boobs. A little for your curvy rear would have been nice, too, but the blonde jungle bush took precedence. At least those cheeks were covered by your long hair.

Thankfully, the chubby redhead leading you had a good sense of direction. Beyond the edge of the woods lied the huts. However, there was one hitch none of you had counted on, despite how obvious it was. The lake was on the camp's west side. Traveling a straight line brought you to the boys' side of the river.

"Great plan, Jane," a slender Asian hissed. She slumped against a tree, baring her shaved mound and cocoa caps to the woods, her hime cut offering no additional protection. Only after surrendering did she continue, "Now what do we do?"

Jane spoke up first, her arms crossed under her breasts. "For starters, Katie, you can remember you could have reminded me a bee line would cut through the boy's camp before you start getting pissy with me." While she intended to be assertive, the threatening tone and commanding posture were made comical by the visible red landing strip and puffy pink nipples. The pixie cut didn't aid the show either.

"Not helping," you scold her. Unlike the others, you're still wary enough to keep covered. "Sarah, perhaps you have something constructive to say?"

The athletic girl jerked her head back in thought, even rubbing her chin despite losing protection for her broad chest. Unfortunately, the result wasn't very helpful.

"I can always wait til night," she said. "With my dark skin, they wouldn't see me even if I was right next to them. Don't know what you'll do, though."

You sighed. Between the bickering and the selfishness, obviously your clear head would have to be the savior in this. Sadly, it wasn't accomplishing much. In fairness, the conclusion was perfectly rational. The two huts in front of you would most definitely contain clothes, and since there was about a 66% chance a boy snatched your clothes, it would be only appropriate to steal the boys' clothes in exchange. However, you have no way of knowing if either hut is empty from this distance.

You were tempted to side with Sarah. Starlight can't compete with streetlights, so maybe a purely natural night could hide all of you. This was becoming especially tempting since you thought there were voices approaching the huts. The problem was, if you waited, then both huts would definitely be full when you crossed. Any noise could lead to total exposure under those circumstances.

Although, history shows that fate rewards the bold. Maybe heading off the approaching voices for help was the right call. Or hey, why ask when you can take? And maybe it's not voices, or they stop to admire the scenery. Maybe now is exactly the right time to streak across the campsite