Camp Kumoni : 9

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“Eric was an outcast, right?” Samantha posed. “Erika however is the envy of every girl in Camp Kumoni. She is fun and thoughtful.”

“Can’t Erika be popular without dating guys?” Erika asked.

“Yes, but you have to do it correctly so that the camp doesn’t think you are a bitch, or a snob or else you’ll end up just as secluded as if you were back at school.”
 

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Camp Kumoni
By Anistasia Allread


Chapter 9
 


 
Erika thanked Krystal for taking care of her clothes and turned on Samantha. “Why do I have to go out on a date with Josh?”

“Why wouldn’t you?” Samantha returned.

“Because I’m a guy!” Erika hissed just loud enough for Samantha’s ears.

“Not this summer, you aren’t! Samantha said through smiling teeth. “Any girl, at this camp, would be lining up to have Josh treat them the way he has you - including me!”

“Then you go out with him!”

“Rachel?” Samantha turned and called out to the athletic girl. “Could you let Phoenix know that Erika and I have to take care of something and will be over at the cabin in a few minutes?”

"She won’t like it, but Sure."

Samantha led Erika away from the main group of campers through the trees to a secluded spot. “I am going out with him in a way, on a double date, thanks to you! And belieeeeeeve me, I will do whatever I need to... to steal him away from you!” She smiled wickedly.

“I thought you were supposed to help keep me from being treated like I am at school?” Erika threw her towel down and slipped her shorts on over her bathing suit.

“I am helping you, Erika.” Samantha sighed. She looked Erika directly in the eyes and held her gaze “Where would Eric be right now if he was here at this camp? Huh?”

Erika shrugged.

“He would be sitting in the sand, twenty feet from anyone else with a red bracelet on, moping about how he got a wedgie on his first day of camp.” Samantha surmised. “Erika have you been mistreated so far since we have arrived?”

“No.” Erika mumbled. God she has beautiful eyes!

“Do you have cabin mates that you like you? Really like you?”

“They don’t like me, they like Erika.” She protested.

“You are Erika, Eric!” Samantha almost yelled. “The only thing that has changed is that you are wearing different clothes!”

A long silence fell between them.

“What did you say to Dani last night to make her go along with the whole mess hall thing?”

“I told her she didn’t have to do it, if she didn’t want to.” Erika sat down on a moss covered stump.

“What else did you say to her? Because that didn’t convince her.”

“I reminded her what Phoenix told us about starting anew, about being re……..reborn.”

“Eric was an outcast, right?” Samantha posed. “Erika however is the envy of every girl in Camp Kumoni. She is fun and thoughtful.”

“Can’t Erika be popular without dating guys?” Erika asked.

“Yes, but you have to do it correctly. So that the camp doesn’t think you are a bitch, or a snob or else you’ll end up just as secluded as if you were back at school.”

“You ever date someone you didn’t like?” Erika picked at a lichen.

“Why do you think I dated Bobby for so long? He is as sensitive as a concrete slab and has the brains of one too. But he is a good football player and popular at school. Besides it would look strange if a cheerleader wasn’t interested in a football player.”

“Is it really that complicated?” Erika asked.

“You thought it would be easy walking in my shoes remember?” Samantha grinned getting up. “Now you have to do the maintenance and bear the blisters that go along with it.”

Erika's face went sullen as she tilted her head to look down at the ground. Samantha then leaned over and lifted her up to her feet.

Erika stared into Samantha's eyes. They seemed to radiate a fineness and openness about her personality. Samantha, seeing Erika's eyes start to go misty, pulled her in for a hug. The two embraced in a long and tender hug. For Erika, the desperation she had felt began to lift from her during that moment. Soon, in better spirits, they were on their way back to the main part of camp.

The girls from Columbine cabin showered, rinsing the lake water from their bodies and suits before regrouping back in their cabin to change.

Erika grabbed a fresh change of clothes. Deciding to wear a knee length skirt instead of putting on her shorts that had gotten wet while wearing over her swim suit on the way back to the cabin.

While waiting for Dani to finish in the bathroom, Erika copied the other girls in the cabin and used her towel to squeeze any remaining water out of her plaited hair. Krystal sat on her bed; her nose buried in a paperback.

“So, Rachel, did you beat the boys out to the dock?” Victoria inquired.

“All but one, and I was only a stroke behind him.” Rachel grinned. “I’ll be able to beat him by the end of the summer.” She looked over to Erika. “I saw you were having problems getting out the dock, what happened?”

Erika swallowed hard. "My breasts fell out of my swim suit!" she thought. Instead she said, “Swim suit malfunction.”

“Oh, I hate those.” Dani smiled as she came out of the bathroom.

“How did you do Dani?” Erika asked. “I saw you racing out and diving in, but that is all I got to see.”

“She did awesome.” Rachel butted in. “She may be short, but those arms of hers really went to work.” She smiled at Dani. “Do you work out?”

“No. But I swim whenever I get a chance.” The small blonde smiled.

Erika picked up her small pile of clothes and went into the bathroom. She set them down on the small counter provided and stuck her head back into the main cabin. “I just thought of something else to add to the list.” She paused to get everyone’s attention. “Air freshener.” She closed the door quickly as the other girls began moaning calling out protests and asking her to open the window.

Well, I guess that is one thing that is universal. . Erika laughed to herself. Everyone’s shit stinks! She locked the door and for the third time that day, stripped down to the skin. I never had to change clothes this many times a guy and we haven’t even eaten lunch She had to go to the bathroom pretty bad, but due to how she taped her genitalia, it was nearly impossible to accomplish. I am going to have to figure out a way to tape these so that I can still pee. Erika sat on the edge of the toilet seat and found a corner of the tape had slightly peeled away, either due to the water, or to the constant movement of walking and then swimming.

She took the tape and started to peel it away. The skin of that region didn’t want to come loose from the tape. Hair from the area was slowly being torn from their follicles or were breaking as the tension of the tape being removed was too much. She groaned as the nerve endings in that particularly sensitive area screamed at her. She took quick ragged breaths to try and dissipate the pain. Oh my God! What am I doing to myself. She gasped. She placed a hand over the irritated area and groaned. Okay, let’s try the fast tear method. She took a good hold of the freed tape and mentally counted to three. On three, she pulled hard and fast. Her free hand flew to her mouth to cover the scream that was starting to escape.

Oh my God! Oh my God! That HURT!!!
. Tears welled in her eyes, then started to run down her cheek. She held the one piece of freed tape up for inspection and found it covered with hair. Her hair. She tossed it into the trash can disgusted with the thing and began peeling back a corner of another piece. Tears flowed freely as she took a few deep breaths and jerked the tape firmly and quickly. She bit down on her wrist to keep from crying out.

Naked and free, Eric looked down at his genitalia. Where the tape had been was bright red and nearly hairless. His male organ, was raw and burned. He must have taken skin off with that removal. There had to be a better way. Better tape, better something.

Eric wet some paper towels with cold water and lightly dabbed at his sore, raw areas. The cool water did a little to relieve the pain, but as soon as the water was warmed by his body temperature, it began to hurt again.

Even though the door was locked, Eric sat on the toilet and allowed his urine to escape. At least that is one discomfort taken care of.

Eric looked at the small pile of clothes and sighed. It’s kind of late to back out now.

Erika pulled a pair of cotton panties up over her hips. The smooth, soft fabric was immediately soothing on her sore genitalia. She then pulled the skirt on, dressed in her bra and top, then carefully placed her breast forms.

Erika looked in the mirror. Hair still braided, but a few wisps had escaped and tickled the back of her neck. Kind of sexy….. wait what am I saying? She huffed at her reflection before scooping up her towel and swim suit. She hung them both from hooks next to the other girls’ and exited that bathroom.

“You didn’t stink up the bathroom, did you?” Rachel asked, looking at the open bathroom door.

“No.” Erika replied.

“You alright?” Samantha inquired in hushed tones as Erika joined her on the bunk.

“No.” Erika whispered. “We need to find a different way to hide my…… you know.” Her eyes dropped to her waist.

“What happened?”

“I went to take the duct tape off and nearly tore……. Them off as well.”
Samantha began to snicker.

“It’s not funny.” Erika admonished, “Am I walking funny?”

“I didn’t notice.” Samantha was having a hard time keeping a straight face. “But speaking about walking funny. “You need to practice wearing your wedges some more. You’re wearing a skirt, so it will be perfect.”

Erika turned to Phoenix. “Phoenix, what is on the schedule for after lunch?”

Phoenix bit her lip and thought for a moment. “They give you forty-five minutes for lunch and forty five minutes of free time, to digest, then I believe we are off to arts and crafts or dance, I’m not sure which.”

“I’ve got the schedule right here, hold on.” Victoria pulled out the paper. She scanned it for a moment, then looked up. “Arts and crafts, today, dance tomorrow.”

“See, you can look great while stringing macaroni necklaces.” Samantha giggled.

Josh waved to them as they entered the mess hall.

“Wave back.” Samantha ordered through smiling teeth.

Erika waved and smiled. “This is really awkward.”

“Think of it as one of the things you have to do to be popular.” Samantha waved as well.

Phoenix grabbed two sandwiches and a cup of juice and stood at the head of Columbine’s table. “I’ve got to go and meet with someone. I’ll see you back in the cabin before we go to arts and crafts.”

Lunch consisted of: grilled cheese sandwiches, left over salad for those who wanted it, crappy, oven-baked fries, and watered-down fruit juice.

After riding and doing the swimming assessment, Erika felt hungry and tackled not one but two cheese sandwiches and some salad.

“You aren’t eating much.” Katie leaned in towards Krystal.

“Why, because I’m fat?” She looked up with daggers.

Katie was taken aback. “No, that isn’t what I meant.” She was blinking back tears.

“She means,” Rachel butted in. “Is that all you have eaten is a couple of fries and some salad. It’s going to be a long time before we get dinner, so it would be wise to put a bit more in your belly.”

“What ever.” Krystal rolled her eyes, and got up from the table and marched out of the mess hall. Victoria started to get up to go after her.

“Don’t bother, Victoria!” Rachel said. “Sit down. She needs to come to terms with it herself.”

“What are you talking about?” Victoria demanded. “You were rude to her.”

“No, I was honest.” Rachel’s eyes held Victoria’s like a steel trap. “She was forced to come here by her parents. She didn’t want to come, because she would rather crawl inside one of her books, than deal with the real world.” Rachel paused. “She doesn’t eat a lot at meals because then people will tease her about how much she can put away, so she picks at the food and leaves. Later, she is in the commissary, the cabin, or in the woods, chowing down on a bag of cheese puffs or a package of ding-dongs.” Rachel caught everyone’s gaze as she looked around the table.

“How would you know?” Victoria demanded.

“Because that was me, three years ago.” Rachel looked down at her salad before sticking a fork into several leaves and raising it to her mouth.

End of Chapter Nine

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Nice Chapter

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I liked the beginning conversation especially. I guess Eric was too busy worrying about his date to think about being jealous if Samantha steals him away? :) One aspect of the story to come I'm wondering about (and don't spoil the surprise) is will any of the other girls find out about him, and/or will he become involved with any of them as Eric or Ericka? Again..DON'T TELL ME!!

Fun story!!!


Huggles!!

Alexis

Hugs

Frank

Personality Mixture

I love the mixture of personalities in the girls. It makes it all seem very realistic.

Gwenellen

girls and weight issues

it's nuts. you see girls starving themselves and girls eating and then throwing everything up ...

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I can relate ...

... to being a bookworm. Even though I didn't have weight issues when I was Krystal's age, I had other issues, and books were my go to form of escape from a body I felt I couldn't do anything about, and a social life that was pretty miserable. I hope Krystal will be able to open up to the others in her cabin. I know how hard that can be, but if you open up to the right people, amazing things can happen, and the other girls seem like some really good people to open up to.