PublicNudity/your clothes which 'slid into the back'
"My clothes!" you exclaim, grabbing your clothes and trying your best to sound relieved while also keeping your voice down. All the boys turn toward you again, perhaps surprised by what they heard. Perhaps you weren't supposed to be getting your clothes back. "Where were they?"
"In my backpa... um, that is... just in the back here." Adam corrects himself. "On the floor. They were on the floor."
"Well thank you! I don't know how I could have lost them! You know, since I was wearing them before."
"They must have fell off," shrugs Henry helpfully.
"Really?" You lift the tiny shorts into the air to inspect the thin article, calling everyone's attention to them. "These shorts look like they would be too tight for that," you note, wanting to see the boys squirm a little.
"I, uh, I dunno," mutters Henry, glancing down at your boobs again.
"They must be too tight," suggests Zach. "So they rolled down or something."
One of your eyebrows lifts skeptically. "I guess so. I mean they must have, right? But I have no idea how my shirt could have fallen off."
"Me neither," replies Stevie. "Coulda swore you were wearing clothes just a minute ago, so maybe you did something by accident."
"Yeah, so weird," echoes Henry.
"Whatever you did Claire, don't worry, we won't tell anyone."
You pull your shorts in close to use them to cover your boobs, something they're not well suited for. "What I did... But Tommy, I didn't do anything! Are you saying I got naked on purpose?"
"No... No, I just..." Tommy glances around, looking for help. It's a lot of fun to tease the boys like this. Adam decides to jump in.
"He just means that we won't tell anyone we saw you naked. That's all."
"Oh, okay. Thanks, I guess, but... you're all still looking."
Caught in their open leering, all the boys either turn away or cover their eyes. Inside you're buzzing with excitement from all this, but you try to keep your expression one of pure embarrassment. That's not hard since it is awful embarrassing to be sitting naked in the back of a van on the highway. But instead of frantically redressing, you take your time to inspect your clothing, complaining to yourself about how your shorts are all twisted and your top is inside out. Once you do get your top back on you breath a huge sigh of relief.
"Phew, that's much better!"
The boys all turn toward you again just as you raise one foot into the air to get into your shorts. Henry must be getting a decent view of your crotch because he laser focused between your legs the moment his eyes found you. It takes the other boys a moment to realize your shorts are still in your hand.
"Guys!" you shriek, whipping Henry square in the face with your shorts. "I'm not done!" Startled, they turn away again (actually embarrassed this time) and rib on Henry a little.
"Geez Henry! No respect or anything!"
"Total perv."
"I only turned 'cuz you did!"
You quickly slip your shorts on and give the actual all clear. Against your better judgement, you do ask the boys to take a good look after to make sure everything is now how it should be, which they are all happy to help with. But other than that last bit of bawdiness the rest of the ride is pretty normal. The boys banter and joke about, slowly returning to normal, but it takes some time for their burning red ears to fade. There's no doubt they're excited about what they managed to get away with and maybe a bit scared by almost getting 'found out' by you.
When you arrive at the campground the boys start to get riled up again. Mrs. Munroe works out payment and secures a spot for your little group as far down the nearby river as possible where you're less likely to bother other campers. That does also place you furthest away from the few amenities available here.
You're driven to the very back of the campground so you can unload your gear into your spot. Zach and Henry do their best to rush their mom away when she tries to help out. Mrs. Munroe does make a brief comment about your attire, that it might not be the best for camping. You feign a look of confusion, replying that you were just trying to dress for the heat.
"Yeah, she's pretty hot mom."
Zach punches his younger brother out of sight of their mom. She's hesitant to scold her son for what might've been an innocent comment, so she just warns you that these boys may not understand. With everything unloaded, a rundown of what's here and when you'll be picked up, and after a few hugs are shared, Mrs. Munroe drives away. Now you're in the middle of nowhere alone with five mischievous boys and virtually nothing to wear.
This is perfect.