Offline/Go with Nicky back to the cabin to see if her clothes are dry
Asking to tag along with Nicole back to the cabin is met with a grin and a shrug before she forcefully pulls you away with her. You suspect you were always going with her in her mind. You both head back down the familiar path to your isolated little hut. Walking up to see all of Nicole's clothing still dispersed through the forest is an odd but humorous sight. She runs ahead with excitement to check what state it's all in. You suspect most of it is okay by now but some of the larger items still look damp. Even from a distance you can tell her sleeping bag is quite wet. But she'll be able to find something to wear, you hope.
Nicole darts away from the path, kicking through some tall grass to get to her favorite pair of panties. They're bright white with a frilly pink edge that says "WHAM!" in bold pink on the butt. She holds them up in the air then gives you a naughty look over her shoulder. Straps are pulled off and she promptly wiggles her swimsuit down her body. You stare unabashedly as the one piece rolls off her ass, the first time you've seen her two round cheeks in full. The first time you've seen her completely head-to-toe naked from the back actually, and without distractions no less.
"You shouldn't watch me change," teases Nicky, crouching slightly to help step out of her swimsuit.
"You shouldn't change outside," you counter, but look away briefly when you think about just how hard you're leering.
Nicole slips into her panties, painstakingly lifting and adjusting them, then pauses in thought giving you plenty of time to stare at her new license plate. She turns to face you, but not before securing herself a hand-bra. Your frisky cousin steps back onto the trail walking right up to you wearing nothing but her white panties, her swimsuit discarded on a bush. She cocks her head to one side then bashfully comments, "You really shouldn't kiss me either."
"Justice?!"
Nicole quickly withdraws her coy invitation by sprinting into the cabin and slamming the door behind her.
"Justice, where are you? Justice!"
It's your sister. She sounds like she's lost. You certainly can't see her.
"Over here!" you shout.
It takes her a minute but Emma emerges from a patch of dense brush fighting branches and bushes the whole way. She has some light scratches on her arms and face, war wounds from a battle with the wilderness, but beyond her exasperation turned relief she seems fine.
"How long have you been out there?" you ask.
Emma looks around slack jawed at the mess of clothing suspended from the trees. "I don't know. Mom told me to tell you that dinner would be in half an hour."
"Uh, Nicky's mom said dinner would be in 15 minutes. And that was before we came out here. Which was like 10 minutes ago, so..."
"So I've been hiking for... ten minutes?!" Emma exclaims.
Close enough. "Um, yeah. Look, the path is right here. Just follow it ba-"
"Where's Nicole?" Emma asks, walking past you. "Why are her clothes all over? Did you get in a fight?"
"No. She's inside changing."
"But... if all of her clothes are out here, how is she changing in there?"
It's a good point. You yank a couple random items off a tree and push by Emma. Cracking the door, you toss them inside and close it again, leaning up against it after.
"She's changing. It's fine."
"Nicole?!" yells Emma, ignoring you. "Nicooole! Are you in there?!"
Your cousin opens the door a second later. You turn around, fully expecting her to exit in only her panties just to shut Emma up, but she's instead wearing some sort of very light summer dress, apparently one of the few things you just tossed at her. It's very airy and flowy and just sorta drapes over her body, so it would've been easy to pull on. Curiously it's the same colour as her swimsuit.
"Hi cuzzie!" waves Emma with a silly grin. "Why are your clothes al-"
"You're really loud," interrupts Nicky. She grabs your sister's hand. "Come on."
Nicole leads your sister away from the wardrobe littered forest. You find you can't take your eyes off Nicole's dress. Firstly it's weird to see her in a dress. It's also weird to bring one camping. But this isn't a normal dress. Something is off. It's the color of it that has you fixated, like her swimsuit but paler. And it also says WHAM in the ba...
Your eyebrows raise, synchronized with a smile. You must have passed her some sort of slip or cover up for her swimsuit but it is not exactly opaque. It is cut like a simple summer dress, close to knee length, nothing particularly special by itself. If she wasn't wearing white panties you probably wouldn't be able to notice, but the bright white of her butt and that wham in the center of it is enough of a contrast to cut through the thin fabric, at least if you're looking hard enough. And since you know she isn't wearing a bra under this breezy cover your teenage mind is invested on a-whole-nother level.
You had been thinking about changing too, but with Nicole dragging your sister to camp like this you really don't care what you're wearing. You jump forward to keep up with them.
It's a bit of mental gymnastics to explain away the scene around your cabin to Emma but Nicole is determined to do so to prevent any chance of anyone finding out. Over the next several minutes, excuses range from the natural perfume of the forest to making it easier to find an outfit. At some point your sister's curiosity is satisfied, or she just stops asking. Just as you come up to camp Emma asks if either of you saw Auntie Grace sunbathing naked. Thankfully you don't have to answer as cousin Asha calls out to Emma and your sis runs off to join her friend.
"Okay," Nicole sighs. "Umm... I think maybe I should g-"
"Over here sweetie!" calls Nicole's mom. Obediently Nicky trudges forward to meet her, but not before grabbing your hand. "Well aren't you just the cutest couple!"
"Mom!" Nicky exclaims in a hushed voice, letting go of your hand.
"What?"
"We're not a couple mom! We're cousins!"
"Yes, a couple of cousins! What's wrong with that? It's good you've been spending so much time together. You're allowed to have friends, Nicole."
Nicky is blushing, her arms crossed in front of her. "I have friends. I'm not some loser."
"I didn't say that. I know you want a boyfriend is all. Now, don't take this the wrong way because nothing is changing, but with your dad away working all the time I think it's good for you to spend some quality time with someone of the opposite sex."
"Mom! Seriously? Uggh..."
Nicole pulls you away again, disgusted and embarrassed by her mother. She could just ask you to follow her, but she seems real insistent on leading you everywhere. It occurs to you that it might just be an excuse for Nicole to hold your hand.
You eat dinner together on the edge of camp with a few other kids, a small protest from Nicky who has so far preferred to spend meal times with her mom. She apologizes for her mom but you shrug it off. Parents really suck sometimes. Sitting on the ground also kinda sucks though, but you don't mention that.
One thing that's not so bad is sitting beside her while she's wearing her swimsuit cover. Your eyes keep darting to her chest, hoping to x-ray her dress away. It's not invisible by any means, but every now and then, lifting her arm this way while the dress shifts that way, you can spot the small silhouetted round shape of her far boob and the nipple of the other one. Strangely, it's easier to find her belly button, which is itself an oddly stimulating exercise, contrasted by the blotchy edge of her white panties below it. You try not to seem too distracted while eating, but she's mostly just lamenting about her mom the whole time, so you're pretty much left to stare at her.
When you finish dinner and stand up, a boy sitting behind Nicole turns to his friend and says "Wham!" with a laugh. Nicole looks back at them then straightens her dress.
"I think that little perv flipped up my dress," she voices as you both walk away, certain of her words despite how difficult that act would have been while she was sitting down.
"Uh, actually..." you start, not even sure if you should tell her. "You can... kinda see your panties. Like, through it."
"Wha...?" Nicole looks down then speeds up. The two of you drop off your plates on the messy picnic table then move off to the side where she flattens her dress against her crotch. That helps make the faint white emanation of her underwear more noticeable.
Nicky has a silent freak out glancing around and becoming jittery, suddenly super aware of her body and how poorly covered she is. She pulls her hair over the front of one shoulder trying to hide one boob then grabs her opposite shoulder to protect the other tit with her forearm, acting as if she were suddenly naked in the middle of camp. You tell her it's barely noticeable but she starts rambling on about how she's never worn this before and how it was a present from her stepsister from fashion school (College of Arts and blah blah) and it came with the swimsuit and her mom insisted on bringing it and she only wore it cause you passed it to her and...
"Nicky!" you stop her in a hushed tone. "Relax! It's not that bad. No one even noticed. Not even your mom."
"You noticed," she is quick to point out.
"Yeah, but... I mean, I was looking..." you kinda drift off, not wanting to make her even more self conscious. "Er, yeah. It's only because your panties are white. Without those you'd be fine."
"Okay, but I'm supposed to help clean up! I can't tell my mom I have to get changed again, she'll think I'm wasting time to get out of it. And if we just leave she'll get mad."