Phineas finished setting the table for himself and Isabella. He and Isabella had decided that they needed to talk about some of the troubles that they were having, and he thought that it would be best to have it over a nice dinner. He enjoyed helping his mom cook, and was surprising skilled himself, and since his parents were on an antiquing trip, he knew that having at home in a private environment would probably be a lot more comfortable. He pulled the main dish out of the oven and as he did, the door bell rang, his guest arriving from across the road. Phineas smiled and quickly made his way to the front door, to great his guest.

"Hey Isabella."

"Hey Phineas, thanks for inviting me." Isabella greeted as she entered into the home.

"No problem, actually I really like to do this sort of thing. I just don't do it much."

"Still this is pretty nice." Isabella took a deep sniff of the air. "And is that baked chicken I smell?"

"That it is. And a have a few sides to go with it as well." Phineas added as he led the way to the table.

"You really have out done yourself." Isabella complimented.

"Well, I haven't done something kinda big in a while, and especially not since we started trying to make some progress in the physical aspects of our relationship," Phineas stopped and kissed Isabella, "so I wanted to do something nice."

"You didn't have to go to all the trouble."

"But I wanted to. Everything's ready if you want to serve yourself. I don't know how much you want and whatnot."

Isabella grabbed the plate that Phineas held out for her and filled her plate. The dinner that Phineas that had set up was splendid and they enjoyed the time that they were spending together. Time did pass and eventually they had eaten their fill. Isabella helped Phineas quickly clean up the table and stash away the leftovers into the fridge for later consumption.

Now, the couple was sitting on the couch, talking about this and that; but in actuality, they were both avoiding the reason that they originally decided to join together. Isabella could see Phineas become more and more fidgety as the night had gone on, though he tried to hide it the best that he could. Isabella was also a bit nervous, though her time as leader of the Fireside Girl troop leader had let her learn how to hide her nervousness.

Phineas took a deep breath before he began to speak. "So um... Isabella, can we um... talk. I mean, uh, we-we said we were going t-t-to talk out some of our concerns." Phineas shook his head, trying to get his nerves that were surprisingly on edge, under control.

Isabella grabbed Phineas hand and gave it a quick squeeze. "Phin, it's ok. Believe I'm kinda nervous too. How bout this... I say something that's bothering me and then you can comment or say something that's bothering you." Phineas nodded in agreement. "I'm gonna just say that my biggest concern is its just I'm kinda embarrassed about all of this. I mean this is something that's extremely personal and I guess I'm not really comfortable with my own opinion of myself and so I guess that I'm just worried my opinion is what you might believe."

"So just to make sure that I'm understanding what your worried about; that you're worried about what you look like or what you have or don't have, or what you can or can't do, and that you think that since you have some insecurities about that you think that I might have the same opinions?" Phineas recounted.

Isabella was surprised at how accurate Phineas had received her problem. "Umm, yeah, that's actually spot on."

"You see there's a reason that I understood you so well; cause it's the exact same way I feel." Phineas admitted.

Isabella kissed Phineas, glad that he understood her problem. "Well now that we know what our problem is or at least one of them, what are we going to do about it?"

"I don't know, let me think of something." Phineas said. Phineas began to rub his chin in thought, and then he snapped his fingers. "I got it!"

"Got what?" Isabella asked.

"Just trust me, I think this'll work."

(*)(*)

A few minutes later Phineas had finished setting up his display. He smiled as he was working, but Isabella was still as confused as ever.

"Phineas, why have you brought me to your room and set up this full-size mirror?"

"Alright, just bear with me as I explain this. You know how we both a lot of insecurities about what we have, don't have, etc., etc? Well, I think is something that we can do together to help alleviate some of the pressure."

"And that might be?" Isabella questioned.

"Look, we both stand in front of this mirror and look at ourselves. We then list of things about ourselves that we think are wrong, or just something that bothers us. Then when we are finished the other one comes in and gives their feeling on what the other person thinks is wrong. You understand?"

Isabella bobbed her head back and forth as she processed the information. "Yeah, actually I think that would work. I mean it makes a lot of sense, so I guess I'm willing to try this."

"There is just one more thing." Phineas admitted.

"Oh, and what might that be?"

Phineas looked at the ground for a moment and then back at Isabella. "We should probably do this undressed." Phineas admitted sheepishly.

Isabella's cheeks began to get red; just the thought of being undressed around Phineas made her feel embarrassed. For a while, she never actually answered Phineas, she just played with her thumbs as she thought about it.

Phineas interrupted the now awkward silence of the room. "Believe me, this is going to be super embarrassing, and who knows this might be an awful idea. But I think that in order to progress, we ought to step out of our comfort zone a little bit. This will definitely do that." Phineas walked over and sat down next to Isabella who still hadn't spoken. "Look, if you don't want to do this, than we won't. Would you like it if I went first?"

Isabella slowly nodded her head, still a little apprehensive. Phineas nodded and stood up, removing his shirt with ease. Unbuttoning his shorts, he slid his shorts off and set them to the side.

"I like you boxers." Isabella laughed, trying to lighten up her mood.

Phineas looked down at his underwear, the bright red shorts with green stars seeming kind of flashy. "Huh, maybe I should show them more often to ya." Phineas smiled, raising an eye brow as "seductively" as he could muster.

Isabella couldn't help but roll her eyes at Phineas' antics. She could tell he was trying his best to lighten the mood, and it did make her loosen up a little bit.

Phineas took a breath before he slowly removed his boxer briefs. Both he and Isabella turned a bit red, but Phineas quickly began to move on from his embarrassment. "So this is what I see. I'm a little under 6 foot tall. My nose is a bit large for the average person." Phineas flexed his muscles the best he could. "I don't have much muscle mass, and I have a definite lack of a six-pack; but since I don't have a lot of extra fat I guess that it makes up for it." Phineas glanced over in the mirror at Isabella who just nodded for Phineas to keep going on. "I... umm... I wish my um... dick was bigger. Technically its average size for American males, but I just think I'm still rather small."

"How do you even know what size is considered normal?" Isabella asked

"I research everything. I don't just naturally know a lot of things. I wanted to know how I stacked up, and so I did some research." Phineas explained.

"Alright, I'll comment on that in a bit. Please continue your self-analysis."

Phineas looked over his body again in the mirror. "I have these kinda ugly stretch marks on my hips and upper thighs from my growth spurts, and kinda wish they were gone." Phineas sighed, gathering his thoughts. "Overall, I just wish I was a little bit more: more muscular, more well endowed, more something appealing." Phineas slightly dipped his head, slightly depressed with his answer.

Isabella quickly stood up behind Phineas and wrapped her arms around his chest. "Phineas, there is nothing wrong with you." Isabella looked into the mirror at Phineas. "To me, you are just perfect the way you are. You don't need bigger and more defined muscles; you don't need a bigger stick. I think you are the sexiest thing ever."

Phineas couldn't help himself and blushed a little in his cheeks. Isabella always seemed to know what he needed to hear, and it still made him feel a little sheepish when Isabella spoke good things to him. Phineas turned and gave Isabella a quick kiss and returned the hug.

"Thank you Isabella. You always know what to say."

"Not when I just have to tell the truth." Isabella grabbed Phineas head and made sure that Phineas was looking at her. "You are perfect the way you are, and you need to believe that."

Phineas smiled, pulling her hands and kissing them. "Thank you. Now, I think that it's your turn, and don't worry, everything is going to be fine. Besides," Phineas leaned into Isabella's ear so he could whisper, "I bet you're even more beautiful without clothes on." Phineas backed away and sat down on his bed, waiting for Isabella to take her turn.

Isabella knew that Phineas was trying to get her to be more open, and she would admit that it did give her a little more confidence. Isabella wrung her hands. "You know I really didn't think was going to be a good idea when you first mentioned it, and I really didn't think that it would work, but I think that this was a better idea. I certainly didn't have a counter to your idea."

"Well, that's all well and good, but you still haven't gone yet." Phineas pointed out.

"I know I just wanted to kinda thank you." Isabella began to remove her shirt, showing off her light blue and rather lacey bra. Phineas raised his eyebrows while Isabella took of her jeans as well.

"Isabella, may I ask why did you wear such a rather sexy pair of underwear. Did you plan to show them off tonight?"

Isabella blushed. "No, I just grabbed something out of my drawer. Are you trying to antagonize me?"

"No, no." Phineas defended.

Isabella reached behind her back and undid the hook to her bra and pulled it off of her neck. Her breast bounced slightly as she tossed them in Phineas' direction. Phineas instinctively caught the flying undergarment in his hand.

"Nice catch Phin." Isabella commented. She looked at Phineas and blushed. "I'm guessing that you like what you are seeing, judging by your crotch."

Phineas crossed his legs out of embarrassment, trying to hide his erection. "I'm sorry, I just-"

"No, I guess I'm just not used to seeing certain things. I mean, I don't remember my dad being around and I don't go around trying to peek into locker rooms or looking up stuff on the internet, although some people have suggested that I do." Isabella interrupted. "I mean, yeah in the science classes and stuff when you have to do anatomy or genetics; yeah I've seen stuff, but not something 'real'. So what I guess I'm saying is-"

"It's something that you will have to get used to." Phineas finished.

"Right," Isabella slowly began to remove her panties, bending over to remove them. Phineas' eyes grew wide as he stared at her image in the mirror.

"So I just look in the mirror and say what I think about myself?" Isabella checked with Phineas, who nodded in agreement. "Well, okay then." Isabella took a moment to let herself look in the mirror. "I kinda wish that I had more color on my skin. I know that I could go to the tanning bed or get a cream or something, but I really don't want to do that. I uhh… think that my breasts could be a little bit bigger. I mean everyone wants to have a big chest right?"

Phineas just shrugged. "I like 'your' chest."

Isabella blushed. "You flatterer. I think that figure is fine, although my muscles are a bit more defined because of sports, Fire Side Girls, etc. As you can see, I shave my pubic area, and I think it's just better looking." Isabella turned to the side to look at her butt. "I think my butt is a bit big, and I don't know if I want it to be smaller or bigger." Isabella turned and looked at Phineas. "Overall, I think I'm mostly okay with how I am, I'm just not used to being naked though with other people. I'm just afraid that someone will think that I'm just kind of 'meh'."

"But you're not." Phineas defended standing up from his seat. "You are the most beautiful person I have ever met, and this just proves it for me. You have the perfect color; I love the size of your chest and butt. Your area is so nice and smooth I just want to run my hands all over it." Phineas reached over and pulled Isabella close by her arms. "Do you understand, you don't have to have all of these worries about what you look like, who cares about what other people think. It matters what you think of yourself; and if it's any consolation, you are you sexy girl.

Isabella smiled and pulled Phineas in as tight as a hug she could muster. "Thank you Phineas, this was actually something that I needed. I'm glad you thought this up."

"Glad I could help." Phineas backed away from Isabella but held her close. "I hope it doesn't sound rude, but can I grab your butt?" Isabella was a bit taken back by his bluntness. "Yeah, it was a bit straight forward, but I think that something that beautiful needs to be held."

Isabella slapped her forehead at Phineas' comments. "That's kinda dumb Phineas, and a little offensive."

Phineas hung his head out of shame and embarrassment. But before he could apologize, Isabella put a finger on his lips. Phineas raised an eyebrow as she took his hands in hers and led them to her ass. "Now, you can touch as long as I get to touch, got it?" Phineas was a bit surprised, but he just nodded. Isabella slid her hands around Phineas sides to his butt, and gave both cheeks a good squeeze. Phineas liked the rush, and it showed. As he began to rub and gently squeeze Isabella's butt, his erection began to come back. Isabella could feel it growing, and got a little nervous, hoping that Phineas wasn't going to pressure her.

As if Phineas could sense her feelings, Phineas moved his hands from her behind took a small step back so he was pressing against her and placed his hands on her shoulders. "Sorry Isa, I didn't think I would get that excited."

Isabella mover her hands to Phineas' face and pulled him in for a long kiss. "It's okay Phineas, it's a reaction, and one I guess I should be glad to see." Isabella reached and grabbed her underwear, slipping back into the pieces, Phineas quickly following suit. "You know, I wouldn't mind making out a bit more." Isabella winked.

"Do we have to put our clothes back on?" Phineas half asked/ half pleaded.

"No, I think that just our undies will do." Isabella replied as she softly shoved Phineas onto his bed before jumping down next to him.

The next long while was filled with kissing and talking, with a little rubbing of Isabella's breasts and Isabella's teasing. For Phineas, he knew that he had successfully got Isabella to open up a little bit more; and for Isabella, she felt more open, more free about this relationship than she had since they had started dating. She could see having sex with Phineas, and if she thought about it, it was kinda exciting to think about. But for right now, she was going to settle with staying in Phineas' arms for the night.