Offline/You arrive at camp without a cabin
A few twists and turns later and a cabin makes itself visible through the trees. You've practically driven into the middle of camp by the time you notice it.
The old trail leading in came through thick, dense forest, but the camp itself is on the edge of much thinner brush on rocky land before the river. There's a lot of thin grass and weeds that have taken over the clearings of the camp, but your uncle was prepared for that. Before you can even disembark from the bus, he's pulled out a monstrosity of a weedwacker from his jeep and brings it to life to mow down the offending bits of nature in his way.
The wooden cabins are loosely grouped, and although there doesn't appear to be a reason why some are closer or farther than others, there definitely was some sort of logic to it all at some point. There's one large fire pit near the center along with a couple smaller ones and even a burning barrel in front of particular cabins. There's a pair of outhouses set amongst the cabins and another pushed back into the bush. The gentle sound of the river in the distance is in no way discernable over the sound of your uncle's whacking, but you can remember it from when you were last here.
It's somewhat surreal to be back again, and equally so to know that you're stuck here for a week, but overall you're anxious. Having your own cabin should have been so sweet, even if you were sharing. Heck, it would have even been great to share that cabin with your sister. Now you don't even know where you'll be sleeping tonight.
You go to grab your bags from under the bus, but get stuck there helping pass other bags out to the rest of your crowding family. As people disperse you start looking around for your parents to help them sort out your sleeping arrangements when the olive-skinned goddess known as Aunt Becky (should be Aunt Amazon; you've had a crush on her since you can remember), calls you over. There's no doubt looking around the camp that she married into your pasty white family. She asks you to help her carry some bags for her and her daughter Asha which you pile onto yourself like a pack mule. You don't really mind the chance to show off your strength to this gorgeous woman. It would have been nice if she had offered to carry something, but you load yourself up all the same. She leads you to a smallish cabin that already has a few of your younger cousins buzzing around it. Your sister is with them animatedly chatting with Asha, but she swarms up to you as you approach.
"Are you gonna join us too?" Her enthusiasm seems to have turned the attention of all the children onto you. You recognize the boy from the back of the bus among them and he seems hopeful at the prospect of suddenly not being the only boy in the group. The rest look excited to have a "big kid" staying with them.
Finding it surprisingly hard to turn down this sea of expectant faces, you respond noncommittally. "I don't think so. I haven't figured out where I'll be staying, but I kinda assumed wherever Mom and Dad go." But then you suddenly realize whose bags you brought over here. You weren't only invited to the kid's cabin, you were just invited you to stay in Aunt Becky's cabin. "Uh... it's not a terrible idea though."
Aunt Becky seems to have remembered something she forgot, having already left you to carry all the bags you lugged over here into the cabin by yourself, which you do one at a time to not snag anything on the door frame and not at all related to you blowing out your arms carrying so many bags all at once. Finally able to straighten yourself, you look up to see your sister and your little cousins across the way where Aunt Becky is standing with your parents and Aunt Mary. Your sister says something to them, points, and they all turn to look at you before coming over. Seems like something may have been decided without you.
Your mom is all smiles after she peeks inside the cabin. "Oh! I see you even have your bags here already. I wasn't sure if I believed your sister, but I'm glad you're willing! So you'll be staying here for the week then?"
Beaming proudly, you nod with enthusiasm. Losing your private cabin might not be so bad after all. "If that's alright with Aunt Becky?"
"Of course!" Aunt Becky answers. Yeah, the week might not be so bad if you get to bunk with a non-blood relative with a body like hers. Maybe you can setup her bed right next to yours so you ca- "That's so nice of you, Jay. I was about to ask if you would, so I'm glad you offered."
She was going to ask you to join her cabin? You didn't realize she liked you so much. Did you impress her carrying all those bags? Was it a test or something? No, hold on. She said "offered."
"It's a great idea!" Aunt Mary chimes in. "Get all of the kids together! But don't worry, Justice, it won't just be you with the little ones. I think it's best Nicole stay here too, if she's okay with that, which I'm sure she will be. She can get to know all of her cousins better. I don't know if she'll be much help with them, but at least you'll have another responsible voice among the ruckus."
Aw crap. That makes more sense. You just signed up to be babysitter for the week. You look around at the tiny crowd of kids buzzing around and wonder how many of them are planning to pile into this one cabin. Probably all of them if you let them, or rather if you can't stop them.
You help Aunt Becky take her bags over to the cabin your parents are staying in and then return with your sister's bag. The young ones have already made a mess of the cabin, some bags already spilling out onto the floor, and sleeping bags crisscrossing different ways, but you shove some of their things away from the back left corner to make room for your air mattress away from everyone. There happens to be a narrow wooden bunk bed in here too, which is kinda cool, but you can't claim that yourself unless you also give up your air mattress since it's a bit bigger than a single. About the time you finish claiming your space and getting set up, Nicole tries to sneak inside quietly, but the overzealous welcoming committee is much too excited to see another new arrival. Shoving more things away from the opposite back corner, you clear another space for her to set up her things.
Your sister Emma seems to be the only other one even thinking about helping set up as she tries to claim the space directly next to your own mattress, annoyingly glomming onto you. Before you tell her off for not giving you enough room, it dawns on you how many mattresses you need to fit in here. You're sister's right to be putting them tight up against each other. Cursing yourself for not clueing in sooner and putting the only person you may be able to have a real conversation with as far away from yourself as possible, you admit to yourself your sister is at least the next best option to have next to you.
Once you finish helping Nicole and your sister get set up, the other kids parents have already brought their things over so Nicole pitches in to help work out the rest of the sleeping arrangements. It's not easy fitting so many mattresses in such a small cabin, but thankfully the door to the cabin swings outward, so you're able to use up all the floor space, that bunk bed turning out to be necessary. The wall to wall mattresses remind you of the padded room of an insane asylum, which you figure may just be appropriate given the mental state you expect to end this week in. To the kids however, a padded room just means a space they can run around in without getting hurt when they fall, so naturally they run around looking for any excuse to slip and fall over, comically bumping into each other or the walls and even slipping on imaginary banana peels as they get riled up. Everyone's bags have been pushed up against the walls to keep them out of the way, but you figure that's the best you can do for now because you need to escape this hectic cabin for a bit.
Having arrived later in the day there's a common sense of urgency in the air to get the camp together. Most of the younger kids are just goofing around, but the adults are split between tidying the camp and making sense of the cabins and trying to put a meal together. The big pit has a fire going and some people are spreading out food and supplies over the only visible picnic table. It's determined that you and Nicole are "adults" in this instance, and seeing as you're both standing off to one side observing the chaos you're quickly ordered around and assigned separate tasks. You help with lugging smaller debris off to one side while Nicole does something with her mom.
It's so late in the day when you arrived that you aren't even done setting up the camp by the time dinner gets started. It's nothing special really but everyone is happy just to be fed after a long ride out here and a bunch of work after. There's more work after dinner too, but when Uncle Dave pulls out his guitar everyone settles in to start enjoying themselves. Uncle Dave happily strums away with mediocre vocals as entertainment for the near fully congregated family (with very few unable or unwilling to join) thoroughly enjoying the fruition of his dream to the fullest.
Everyone is staying up late tonight, the adults drinking and the kids running around like wild animals. One by one the kids slowly give in to their inevitable exhaustion and together with Nicole you're tasked with dragging the youngest ones back to the cabin before they get too cranky, then herd the hyperactive ones like your sister there as well after they annoy the adults one too many times. But at least once they're all in the cabin you figure your mission will be accomplished and you can rejoin the adults around the fire. Of course it's not that simple as the sleepy ones gradually turn into the loopy ones as the active ones wake them up again, and the loopy ones rile up the active one like a positive feedback loop.
"Alright, settle down," you order with a sigh before resigning yourself to your fate. You already know how this will end. You can't risk leaving the cabin with them like this or you will be the one to get blamed if anything happens. "Listen, you don't have to go to sleep yet, but you do need to quiet down so others can sleep if they want to. So the very least you can do is get dressed for bed."
Clothes fly through the air as they all search through their bags for pajamas. You may have just given the order, but you are a little surprised at the execution. It seems most of your youngest cousins haven't developed much modesty yet as almost all of them undress there in the open. One of the youngest, you think her name is May, strips down completely before bending over to search through her bag. Nicole takes the opportunity to change as well, but she does it more the way you expected, climbing into her sleeping bag to change in privacy.
"Jay! I can't find my PJs!" May runs up to you, still naked but covering her crotch with her hands. "Can you help find them? Yulee won't do it!"
You follow her over to her bag and crouch beside her to rummage around in it. You become very aware of this naked girl leaning up against you while you dig through her underwear and other clothes struggling to focus on your search. Hoping for a momentary distraction, you turn your head away just in time to get flashed by another girl lifting her night dress to pull off her bottoms. Taking a deep breath, you look back in the bag and spot a single pair of pajamas in a side pocket, no doubt there so they would be easy for her to find. You hand the clothes to May along with a pair of panties and watch her put them on. It's only when she pulls the last piece on that you question why you stayed with her to watch her dress, but she doesn't seem to mind or have even noticed.
"Where are your PJs?" Brayden asks you as he pulls a fleece Spider-Man shirt over his head, another kid lacking some modesty.
"I don't have any." You admit. Normally you just sleep in your boxers but, surrounded by a bunch of kids, you're not so sure that's the best idea. You really don't want to change right now either since your cock didn't appear to get the memo that the naked girl next to you a moment ago was your baby cousin.
"But you said we all have to get dressed for bed. So why aren't you? Even Nicky got changed. What do you usually wear to bed?"
Your cock might be starting to shrink and it's getting really hot in here with so many little bodies running about, so maybe you should get changed. Then again, it may be safer to to go to bed as you are, even if it might be uncomfortable, or hot, or get your sleeping bag dirty.