A Spoonful of Sugar Ch. 02

Thank you for all of the feedback. I made some obvious mistakes grammar wise in the first chapter. I didn't realize you can't delete/edit stories once they're posted. My personal and work life is busy, so stories may not come out as often as I want them too. But the positive feedback has definitely motivated me.

I also figured I'd give background to the story name. The name alludes to Mary Poppins. A spoonful in this case is the shovel full of dirt, which loose dirt can be called sugar sand. So "a spoonful of sugar helps the medicine go down" would mean digging for treasures is Henry's medicine for a better life. -NC24

***

Henry dislodged the new box from the ground, and wiped off most of the dirt. This box was about the same size as the first one. Made of wood and this time painted, though some had faded off. It looked newer than it should have considering it was hidden underground for decades.

It was getting late, but Henry didn't care. His mind was racing as to what could be in this box after he found sunglasses that changed his reality in the first one. Finding something better didn't seem possible since his world had been shaken up as to what was possible. This gift could be anything at this point. If the second gift is better than the first, what the hell could it be, he thought. Shoes that made him grow taller? A ring that gave him some sort of ability? Maybe a shirt that made him look muscular?

Picking up the box and heading inside, he got to his room silently without waking anyone. He sat the box down on the floor to avoid getting dirt on his bed and opened the lid. Inside was something wrapped in paper with another note sitting on top. Opening up the bag the letter was in and unfolding it, it read:

Box 2 of 3: If you found this box first, please stop reading and find the first box before reading this. Trust me. It's under the front right cottonwood tree in the pasture from the house.

Henry thought to himself how he wouldn't have been able to stop reading, but glad he coincidentally found the first box already. The letter continued a few lines below:

I hope you've followed my instructions. These gifts are better that way. You have a million questions about the glasses, and due to the nature in which I got them, I cannot tell you. You'll just have to accept the fact you have them now. They will help you a bit, but nothing like these next two gifts will. What lies in this box is something you must be careful with. This will help you in more ways than one. As I said before in the first letter, this will change your world as you know it. I'll leave you to figure out how to use it. I love you.

Henry folded up the letter and put it back in the bag for safe keeping. Staring at the wrapping, his mind raced around again. He grabbed the wrapped gift and lifted it out of the box and onto his bed. Unfolding the wrapping, he found himself staring at a small mirror. Henry picked up the mirror and noticed it was folded into multiple parts. When folded up, it was no bigger than a standard hand mirror one would keep in a bathroom drawer, no bigger than a square foot. Henry unfolded the mirror and to the point it was twice as wide and 6 times as long.

He leaned it against the wall, staring at himself in his grandfather's mirror. What's so special about this? It's just a damn mirror. He looked disgusted with himself. Unconfident, undergroomed, and just plain underwhelmed with himself. He tried dieting in the past, but working in a kitchen was no help. Last year, he tried going to the gym to get in shape, but he lost motivation a few weeks in. Having the lifestyle he had, Henry couldn't seem to ever get out of a funk. Could never seem to just be better in life, and his grandpa's mirror did him the unwanted favor in reminding him that.

Henry went up closer to the mirror trying to see what was unique about it. He looked around the mirror trying to find anything out of the ordinary. He tapped the glass, even shook it, but nothing happened.

It was nearly 1am, and he was losing patience. He knew something had to be different about this mirror, but fell asleep thinking about it.

***

The sun was beaming through the bedroom window. Henry lifted his eyes halfway open to look at the clock on his nightstand. 7:50am was shown bright red on the clock. Surprised anyone let me sleep in this long, he thought to himself. Getting nearly 7 hours of sleep, Henry felt more rested than he had in three days on the farm. He rest in bed for a few more minutes, but got up to shower and get ready for whatever his family had planned for the day.

Henry walked out to the patio to find his parents, uncle, and aunt chatting under the warm morning sun. The sun was beaming for being nearly 9am, but it was mid June and no clouds in the sky.

"You looked busy last night!" His aunt said with a smile. "I saw your bucket earlier, nice topaz. Your uncle wanted it so badly, but I'll leave that up to you."

"Naw it's fine. He can 'ave it, but if he finds any gold or silver, I'd like a share." His uncle had a tone in his voice that he regretted never digging up his father's belongings. Early bird gets the worm, he thought to himself.

"What's the plan today?" Henry asked.

Henry's dad chimed in. He'd been quiet this week for obvious reasons. Everyone was close with their mother, but he was especially. "We figured we'd let you sleep in. You've been up late. Since it's Friday, we wanted to go get some brunch and the girls wanted to do some shopping. Don't forget, tomorrow is your grandmother's service."

Henry's dad, Phil, always came across as a tough guy, but he was taking it worse than the others it seemed. Him and Henry's grandmother talked on a daily basis, so this week was especially hard on him. Henry wanted to give him his space, but was there for him if he needed it. Death was something everyone coped with differently.

His mother and aunt nodded in agreement. They were ready to 'get their shop on' as they'd say.

His uncle was chomping at the bit to go. "Well no time in waitin', let's get after it, I'm starvin'."

Henry remembered his new glasses and went back to the room to grab them. Very curious to see some 'stats' of random women he'd encounter today, he looked at them carefully and noticed they had a double lens. He undid the front lens, which were the tinted ones, and found he could also use these as normal no tint glasses. But they had no magnification. He got back outside, put them on with the tint on, and loaded up in the truck. They headed to a city Henry hadn't been to yet during his stay about an hour away.

Entering the restaurant, Henry took off the tint and wore them as normal glasses. They were greeted by the host. "Hi! Five of you today?"

"Yes please!" Henry's mother replied.

"Okay. Follow me please."

As she turned around, Henry got a good look at her before new words appeared on the lens:

Name: Stacy

Age: 20

Status: In a Relationship

Count: 5

Interest: 2/10

Henry wasn't disappointed with the fact she was not just taken and not interested, but just interested himself in what her stats were. It was so nosy of him. A crazy invasion of privacy, but he didn't care. It was kinda fun. No harm no foul, he thought. He decided to tap the glasses once to see if anything would change:

Measurements: 30-24-32

Favorite Position: Cowgirl

Favorite Feature: Beard

Preferred Size: <7 Inches

Best Skill: Riding

So that's how you change that, Henry thought as they continued to follow Stacy to their table. She was very petite. Must've been a hundred pounds soaking wet, and the only amount of fat on her was a little protruding butt she had. Wasn't that big, but it did well for her very small frame.

"Here you are, Jessica will be right with you," Stacy said as she walked away and Henry looked at the beer menu.

"Holy shit, they have a porter on tap." Henry said aloud. His dad laughed knowing how much Henry hated light beer. Henry continued to look through the drink menu when someone walked up beside him.

"Hi guys, my name is Jessica, what are we drinking this morning?"

Henry looked up at her. She must've been nearly 6 feet tall with long straight black hair and blue eyes. A chest that was barely bigger than her coworkers', but an ass that you could see from across the restaurant. Her bottom was full and perfectly shaped atop long thick legs that were hugged by her dark grey jeans. She looked part Latina, part Caucasian. The words on his lens had popped up, but he didn't even read them yet because he was lost in her beauty.

"I'll take the porter." Henry said. He locked eyes with her as she smiled, but she turned to take the other's orders. Henry took a gander at her bio as she took everyone's drink order:

Name: Jessica

Age: 29

Status: Married

Count: 12

Interest: 0/10

Measurements: 32-28-40

Favorite Position: Doggy

Favorite Feature: Abs

Preferred Size: >7 Inches and thick

Best Skill: Deepthroating

Henry tried hard to not get excited. Out of the first four women he 'looked up', Jessica, according to her info, was the most experienced. The thought of her doing what Henry knew she was capable of made him readjust in his seat. It had been a bit since he got laid, and he was starting to get to the point where he craved some bedroom action.

"Alright thanks guys, I'll be back shortly with your drinks and to take your orders." Their waitress walked away and Henry could not help but stare at her ass as she went. He was almost fully hard, but not that anyone would notice. He wasn't anything to write home about down there.

The family spent the rest of their time at the restaurant socializing and eating. Henry kept fantasizing about Jessica, but it was no use just thinking of her. Married and with zero interest, he slowly forgot about her as they finished up and got back into the truck.

They headed off for the shopping mall to spend the rest of the afternoon. Henry made an excuse to go off and explore on his own, but the only exploring he was doing was being nosy as he started to call it. It was busy seeing how it was Friday afternoon, so there was plenty of girls to look at. He walked through the mall, looking at girls as they walked past him:

Name: Kendra

Age: 22

Status: In a relationship

Count: 6

Interest: 1/10

Measurements: 34-28-36

Favorite Position: Doggy

Favorite Feature: Eyes

Preferred Size: 6-8 inches

Best Skill: Dirty Talk

Her friend was walking right next to her:

Name: Alyse

Age: 21

Status: Single

Count: Virgin

Interest: 4/10

Measurements: 36-26-32

Favorite Position: N/A

Favorite Feature: Abs

Preferred Size: N/A

Best Skill: N/A

Henry was surprised with Alyse being a virgin. Both girls were cute, but Alyse a little more so. He continued walking, smiling because he was in reality, but felt like a video game. Quite a few paces ahead, there was another girl walking with her man:

Name: Monica

Age: 34

Status: In a relationship

Count: 21

Interest: 0/10

Measurements: 38-30-36

Favorite Position: Reverse Cowgirl

Favorite Feature: Shoulders

Preferred Size: >5 Inches and Thick

Best Skill: Pleasing

Henry was beginning to be overwhelmed. He was having a lot of fun, but this could get old really quickly. The more women he looked at, the more he got disappointed that no girl he found attractive was even remotely interested in him besides Alyse. He didn't want to be picky, but he didn't want a virgin either. He wanted someone with some experience.

He continued to walk through the mall for another hour, looking at shops and girls, but eventually found his way back to his dad and uncle. They were in the outdoors store looking at whatever they could to pass the time while their wives got their shopping fix in.

"Hey buddy, we're going to head to the bar and watch the game, wanna come along?" Henry's dad looked more alive than he had all week. "Your mother and aunt are gonna be awhile, and we can only do so much mall shopping in one day."

Henry nodded in agreement, and they found a place called Brad's Bar & Tap. Upon sitting down at the bar, they were greeted by their male bartender, which Henry was a little disappointed with. They ordered beers and watched the Mariners play the Astros. The Mariners were Henry's team since he grew up in Washington, but he didn't follow them all that closely.

"Whaddaya think so far Henry?" His uncle said. "Ya like this place better than home?" His uncle wanted Henry to move back to South Dakota to find a career, but Henry never had any interest. It was too flat for him. He enjoyed mountains and the ocean. And the beer a little more too.

"A lot more women on the west coast uncle. Seems all the ones around here are taken," Henry joked.

"Then why the hell ya still single?" His uncle poked back at him. He hit a nerve in Henry, but Henry shook it off.

"A change of scenery would be nice, but maybe I'll figure that out when I get home. I want to enjoy my time here before I start thinking about any changes." Henry liked where he lived, but a change of scenery never hurt. If he had all the money in the world, he'd just travel the world, flying by the seed of his pants.

They continued to chat and watch the game, which was a blowout in the Astros favor. Finishing up their second round of drinks, Henry's mom and aunt came into the bar.

"I knew we'd find you here!" His mother said with shit eating grin on her face.

"Finally done shopping? Or do you have to wait until Lululemon restocks after you bought everything in there?" His dad was a jokester too at times.

"Ha ha very funny. Finish up your drinks and lets get home."

They arrived home in the late afternoon. Henry and his dad helped his uncle with some cleaning in the barn, and did some tinkering with the four-wheelers and side by side. The evening continued as normal. Supper was delicious as usual and they watched television before turning into bed.

Henry got back into his room, turning in after a long night. He was curious about the 3rd gift, but between the long day and the fact the mirror seemed like nothing special, he was unmotivated. However, as he walked into his room, he noticed something different about the mirror. The mirror, still leaned up against the wall where he left it the previous night, showed the word EDIT on the top left corner.

He closed the door behind him and locked it, his heart rate starting to increase a little bit. Walking up to the mirror, it dared him to press it. What the hell. Why wouldn't this work earlier? Henry mumbled to himself. Then it dawned on him. He took the glasses off. They were so comfortable he forgot he was even wearing them. Now, nothing was on the glass, just like before. Putting the glasses back on, EDIT appeared back on the same corner.

He tapped the word on the mirror, and the image of his naked body froze into the mirror. He could rotate it, zoom in and out, and there were now buttons on every part of his body.

He pressed on his head, then it zoomed in. Options appeared next to his now zoomed in head:

Hair

Eyes

Beard

Mouth

Skin

Henry, stunned at what he was looking at, hit Beard and more options showed up:

Style

Length

Color

Thickness

He touched Style and a plethora of options presented themselves. He scrolled through them like he was using a giant tablet and pressed Viking since it sounded ridiculous. The image of his face now had a long braided beard that looked impressive. Henry could grow a beard, but never cared much to. He looked down and didn't notice anything different about himself, only that the mirror showed any change. In the upper right hand corner, Save was now showing, so Henry pressed that and his changes were now saved.

But he still looked the same in reality.

Underneath Save, now appeared Restore to Default. Henry hit that button then went back to his full body and looked for more options. There were Height and Weight buttons underneath where Edit was. Displaying both 5'8" and 209 lbs, there was a slider underneath. Henry went for the weight and scaled it back to 170 lbs. His body looked great in the mirror now with flat stomach. although still nothing in his actual body. His stomach hadn't been that flat since his sophomore year in high school. He then scaled height up to 6'1". Naturally, weight went up to about 182 lbs.

He clicked on his arms and edited his muscle mass to show some great definition. Then the did same to his stomach and pretty soon his entire body was looking like a gym athlete. He wanted to look lean, but muscular. He didn't like the look of a big steroid looking guy with massive arms, tree trunks for legs, and shoulders so big you could barely see their neck. He just wanted to be physically fit, but still show off a bit. His weight was now back up to 201 lbs with the newly added muscle.

Henry even went back to the beard option and gave himself a short, full beard, and nicely even.

Who he saw in the mirror was a version of himself he could never even dream of. Henry was obviously straight, but the man staring back at him now in the mirror was just a straight up handsome guy. Hell, he was a hunk, as dumb as that word sounded.

So I just get to edit myself in the mirror? How the hell can I make this a reality? Henry stared at himself in the mirror for a while longer, just thinking of the possibilities of what women he could pull with a body like this. Alright, one more thing to edit, he said to himself, and pressed on his groin.

His cock zoomed in, but being fully erect instead of flaccid, and a few more options appeared on the left hand side. But not before making sure the door was still locked:

Length

Thickness

Hair

More Options

First, he clicked on length. His current length said 5.2". He moved the slider all the way to 12" which was the maximum. It looked just plain ridiculous, but made Henry chuckle to himself. He laughed even harder when he zoomed back out and saw his whole body. Zooming back in, he changed it to 8". If he learned anything from the bios he saw from the aviators, it was most women would love 8". But some definitely thought that was too much. He scaled the thickness up pretty high, around eight-five percentile. It was too alien looking having it at maximum thickness, and he laughingly didn't want to hurt anyone. Henry's member was now looking incredible.

But he wasn't done yet. He was having too much fun.

He edited the hair to be bald on the shaft and balls, but very short trimmed above his shaft. He even straightened the shaft out a bit. He leaned a little right before. But now his length was straight to angled slightly upwards. And to finish things off, Henry widened the bottom of the head a bit too. Now looking more like a mushroom top.

This thing was thick.

The only thing left in this category was to find out what was under More Options. Upon clicking the button, some interesting options appeared:

Libido

Refractory Period

Stamina

Orgasm Intensity

Fertility

Semen

Circumcised

Henry thought to himself, Might as well have some more fun with this, and slid Libido, Refractory Period, Stamina and Orgasm Intensity to max. He already had a decent sex drive, but he could only have one orgasm and be out of energy. He was curious how many times he could ejaculate with a max refractory period. Sliding fertility to zero and semen to max, he wanted to be able to cum inside a woman without knocking her up. Maximum semen, which again sounded funny to Henry, increased the size of his balls to almost a tennis ball size. The Circumcised option he left alone. He didn't know what girls preferred, but he was circumcised so leaving as is was fine with him.

Henry zoomed back out, hit save, took a step back, and just stared at himself. There wasn't a confidence slider anywhere he could find on the mirror, but if he looked like this, he wouldn't need to increase it. Fuck, do I look good. He wondered what step he'd have to do in order to actually look like his counterpart in the mirror. But it was getting late, and he had to get up early the next morning for the service.

***

Getting another full night's rest, Henry woke up and stared at the ceiling. It was going to be a long day, but at least he hadn't stayed up too late having fun with his grandpa's mirror last night. Eight hours of sleep was plenty for him.

"Henry! Rise and shine buddy! We got to leave at 8:30." It was going to be an even longer day for his father. Henry knew he had to be there for him. He thought of what it would be like to lose his mother, and the thought made him switch to anything but that.

Walking into the bathroom with his towel, Henry looked into the mirror and made a gasp, but caught himself before he screamed. He was now who he made himself look like last night in the mirror. Taking his clothes off immediately, he looked at his arms, abs, legs, and his now growing member. Holy shit it fucking happened. Henry didn't normally swear so much, but it was half the words he could muster as he stared at himself looking down. And it wasn't just his new physique.

He was horny. Very horny.

Shit, I shouldn't have messed with the libido part so much this soon! Henry yelled at himself in his head. His cock was now rock solid, and felt a few strokes was all he needed to blast his seed five feet in front of him on the wall. Grandpa did warn me about being careful with this damned mirror. He hopped in the shower, started to stroke his thick new length, and within thirty seconds blasted on the shower wall. There was an insane amount. He came for nearly ten seconds of rope after rope, covering the shower. But to his surprise, his cock had no intention of softing up anytime soon. He took his normal shower, came again after, and went back to his bedroom.

Henry rushed back to the mirror, put his glasses on, hit Restore to Default, but nothing happened. Freaking out, he wondered what his family would say to him looking completely different overnight, let alone having grown a full beard in ten hours since he last saw them.

He carefully went back to the bathroom, found an electric razor, and shaved his face. Well at least I don't need the mirror to shave still. Thankfully he didn't mess with his hairstyle or hair length. Henry brushed his teeth, put on his suit, and thought how he should try to avoid the family as much as possible.

But it wasn't possible. They were going to be asking questions. And a lot of them.

Hell, he was, by far, in the best shape of his life, let alone being 5 inches taller. But he couldn't just skip out on the funeral. Henry's only thought would be to hunch his neck down and walk with his knees bent down a little to save him a couple inches, but even then, there was no use. He was just going to have to play dumb. At least the suit he was wearing made him look a little thicker like he was before.

Henry walked out into the dining room where breakfast was already made for him. He quickly sat down before anyone noticed him fully, not that that they wouldn't notice a few pounds missing from his neck and face.

"Morning honey, eat quickly, we have to leave in ten minutes." His mother smiled at him, walked to grab her shoes and purse, but looked right back at him.

Henry was sweating. If anyone was going to notice, it would be his mother. He put his head down over his food to eat. It was rude to eat this way, but politeness at the table was the last thing on his mind.

But she looked back up at him with her eyes squinted, head almost cocked sideways, and stared at him.

"Have you lost weight? You look 20 lbs lighter."

Henry desperately tried coming up with an answer. He spent so much time figuring out how to hide it, he didn't think of what to do in the inevitable situation of defending himself.

"Uhh been eating well, and been more active this spring. I don't think I look that much different honestly." Henry gulped while not looking up at her as he figured his mother would just have to accept it and move on.

"I just hadn't noticed before. I guess death really does take a toll on someone's mental health. Looking handsome today honey. Have you got your speech ready?"

Henry looked up this time. This was the first time he heard anything about giving a speech. Public speaking was not his forte. In fact, he despised it. But most people did.

"Speech? When was that decision made?" Henry said, not trying to sound rude.

His mother looked at him with a half grin, now realizing no one told him. "That decision was made for you when your grandmother became a grandmother, and you became her grandson. It goes without saying. You just can't not give a speech. You're her first grandkid. You still have a couple hours. Doesn't need to be long. But you need to say something." His mother put her shoes on and went out the door. "Finish eating, we're going to leave soon. Love you."

Henry finished his cereal and went back to his bedroom to grab his phone, wallet, and glasses. He wasn't going to wear the glasses during the service for ethical reasons, but he'd rather have them and not need them, than need them and not have them. Looking in the mirror at himself again, nothing had changed since restoring to default earlier. Damn I could wear this suit and never get tired of it, Henry said out loud to himself.

But he felt his eager length pressing against his slacks. This thing was going to be hard to hide today. And this was the worst day to be horny. For extra assurance, Henry took off his slacks and grabbed another pair of boxer briefs to put on. His dick was sticking out the bottom of his underwear and was tired of being contained. As ridiculous as it was, he put on a 2nd pair of briefs, which helped a little, but having his hands in his pockets was still a necessity.

I'm gonna have to keep my hands in my pockets all day, he thought. And slouched down with my head down too, maybe people will just excuse it for me being sad about grandma. Thankfully only four people in the service would notice anything different about him. Everyone else he hadn't seen yet. So he could just make small talk with a bunch of new people today and stay away as much as he could from his folks and his uncle and aunt.

Henry went back out and got into the car where his mother was waiting. His dad, uncle, and aunt had already left an hour prior to help with early setup. As they drove twenty minutes to the church, Henry thought of what to say during his speech, but nothing was generating in his mind.

Sex was the only thing on it.

He cursed at himself for messing with the mirror too much last night, but how was he supposed to know it would be a delayed change? They continued onward to the church.

Arriving at the church, Henry couldn't believe the amount of people. Must've been over three hundred people. The field next to the church was packed with over a hundred vehicles. He didn't realize how many lives his grandmother touched, but then again she was ninety-four.

He began to walk towards the church from the parking lot when his mother was looking at him again like she did before.

"When did you get so tall?" She studied him, making Henry nervous, but he came up with a great answer on the spot.

"I have two inch lifts in these shoes to make me look tall. Don't judge mom, geez." She gave a surprised looking nod, and seeming satisfied with Henry's answer, they walked into the church.

They were greeted by so many people after walking in. Friends, distant relatives, and now his father's other two siblings had flown in the previous night. So many people to meet, but he had all day that. The service started in an hour or so, which would last a few hours into the afternoon. Afterwards there was a repast that would probably go well into the evening.

Henry spent the next half hour or so talking with people he mostly had never met, or people he hadn't seen in a long time. He laughed when he kept getting the comment, look how tall you've gotten! He was glad he could hide his new self in a crowd of unfamiliar people. But he noticed he had a new confidence about himself. On a day where he was supposed to be sad and mournful, he found himself talking more clearly and with purpose.

"Thank you ladies and gentlemen for coming today. We are going to start the service shortly. Please find your seats," the priest said on the microphone. Everyone slowly made their way over to their seats over the course of a few minutes.

Henry walked to his seat and sat down with his mother and aunt on his left. The four siblings sat away from them and towards the front. His dad was a wreck. He was down all week, but today everything hit him. She wasn't just his mother, she was an huge influence on him, his family, and everyone who knew her. Henry felt bad for him, but wanted to give him his space today.

As the last of the crowd was finding their seats, somebody sat down in the seat to Henry's right. Henry at that moment was looking over slightly to his left, but could tell from his peripherals the person who sat down was looking at him. Henry turned to his right and almost froze when he locked eye to the girl smiling at him.

"Hey, I'm so sorry for your loss. Your grandmother was such a kind soul, said Macie, his bartender from Newsome's the other day.

Henry lost most of the confidence he had, but tried to keep it together. She was so beautiful. Her bright green eyes stared into his soul, and it was impossible to not be excited. He was growing quite a bit in his pants, but it gave up halfway due to the double layer of boxer briefs.

"Thanks, uhh Macie right?" Henry said, trying to regain confidence. Dude c'mon you look good, she obviously sat next to you for a reason, Henry shouted to himself internally. She was wearing a black dress as one would to a funeral, but maybe a little too tight to be appropriate for one. It didn't completely show off her curves, but it kept Henry guessing. His member was begging for breathing room, but it was going to be awhile before it got its wish. He wanted so badly to put his aviators on, but the timing was a little inappropriate. He was very curious about her bio.

"Wow! I'm surprised you remember! If you ever need an ear, just let me know. People tell me I'm good to talk to," she said while putting her hand on his right leg for a moment and stared at him again. But her hand on his leg made his cock twitch involuntary, stretching the fabric as much as it could muster. Henry saw the denim of his pants ever so slightly move upwards, and wondered if she saw it or even felt it. She removed her hand and smiled at Henry.

"Thanks again, I'm pretty good with names. And I'll have to take you up on that," Henry said, showing direct interest. Henry didn't completely lie since he was terrible with names, but he was good with her name, cause how could he forget her?

The priest came back on and welcomed everybody in again, then continued to share some kind words. "We are going to start with a slideshow, then afterwards feel free to come up to the podium to say a few words."

The presentation started and went on for about fifteen minutes. Photos that were decades old were shown first, then continued onward to the present. Henry didn't cry, but he was really close to shedding a tear or two. He was trying his best to stay strong in front of Macie, who was crying a little bit, but so were mostly everyone.

After the presentation was over, numerous amounts of friends and family came up to speak and share stories of all kinds, including funny, sad, and uplifting ones. Henry's mother nudged him to go next.

He had no idea what he was going to say. But he walked up anyway.

"Thank you all for coming. The amount of people here today shows how much of a special person my grandma truly was. I only ever got to see her maybe but once a year, but I always enjoyed the time I spent with her. We all deal with death differently, and I just wanted to say handling these times are never easy, and we'll all take some time for some closure. I've always wondered why we cry and mourn someone's passing, yet we say that they're in a better place. If they're in a better place, shouldn't we be happy? But I realized this week after coming to this place year after year, this time without my grandma being here, that we cry mostly because we don't get to spend anymore time with them. The memories we have are forever cemented, and that's okay because we'll treasure them forever. Thank you."

Henry walked down the steps with a big applause from everyone. He was surprised he came up with that on the spot. Even though it was short and sweet, it was a good message to everyone coping with her passing. Henry sat down in his seat and his mother told him how proud she was of him with tears in her eyes. Even Macie seemed impressed. He thought his new look was definitely making him less nervous and much more confident in himself.

A few more people came up to tell stories and eventually the service ended with the priest coming up to close it out. "Thank you everybody again. Please join us outside. We will have food, drinks, and plenty of stories to share on this beautiful day. God bless." He proceeded to end with a prayer.

Everyone started to slowly motion outside. Henry's mother and aunt went over to their spouses to console them. Macie looked at Henry and asked, "Hey I'll see you later out there, okay?"

"Sure thing, I'll take you up on that offer," Henry said. They stared at eachother for a few more seconds. She looked so damn good. Henry was so aroused now he could barely stand it, feeling like he could bust just from walking. He was gonna have to figure out how to change his settings again, but he was going to have to wait a bit longer.

After the long pause, Henry broke the silence. "Actually, would you like to walk out there with me and grab some food?" His hands were in his pockets, trying to hide his erection. He didn't know if she could tell, but he knew she was interested, and that's all that mattered. Henry was in like Flynn if he could just maintain his composure.

"I'd love to! I'm so hungry. I hear there's beer and wine too."

"After you," as Henry motioned for her to walk in front of him. She gladly did with a smile. As she walked in front of him, he caught a great view of her backside. Wearing a dress today made him realize how well she could hide it when she was wearing jeans at the bar the other day. It wasn't huge, but just perfectly round and plump.

Henry grabbed his sunglasses from his pocket and put them on upon walking outside. He was thankful he put the tinted lens back in. He followed her outside to the buffet and Henry found the information he had been waiting for the past two hours.

Name: Macie

Age: 23

Status: Single

Count: 17

Interest: 10/10

A rush through Henry's veins happened as he saw her interest in him. He already knew it, but seeing it on the lens let him know he could just go for it. But this ceremony was going to last awhile, and he did not want to wait. He needed Macie. Curious for some more info, he tapped the frame of his glasses.

Measurements: 36-24-34

Favorite Position: Doggy

Favorite Feature: Muscles

Preferred Size: Any

Best Skill: Deepthroat

Just by those stats, Henry knew she was a bit experienced, which surprised him. At the same time, he was excited at the chance to get with someone who knew what she wanted. But he was going to have to wait.

I can't wait. I have to figure something out. I'm gonna go fucking crazy. Henry was in his own head. He wasn't going to be able to wait until the end of the night. His new libido was begging him to release. He wanted to relieve himself more than he wanted to sleep with Macie, but if he was gonna get away from this reception, he might as well find a way for her to come with.

An insane amount of food, beer, and wine flooded the tables. This community went all out. It was a good ol' fashioned Midwest feast, and everyone contributed. Henry filled his plate with prime rib, corn and potatoes, while Macie poured herself a glass of wine. She was doing the classic 'I don't want to look like a pig in front of this guy I like' thing that girls do. Henry didn't care either way.

"You're not gonna eat? The food looks incredible," Henry looked at her puzzled.

"I ate earlier, so I'm gonna wait until later. I just wanted to drink wine today under the sun," Macie said as she took her first sip of wine.

They sat down in a couple chairs they found a ways from the food tables. Both of them secretly wanted to have some privacy and get to know one another. Even though they were there to mourn Henry's grandmother, they wanted to just relax in the sun and get their mind off of things.

They spent the next half hour or so sharing life stories and how much different life was back home for Henry in the Pacific Northwest. Macy grew up in the area on a farm, but went to college at South Dakota State for four years before moving back just a month prior. She worked as a bartender during her senior year before graduating with a Bachelor's degree in Education. She wanted to be a teacher for a long time, but after bartending for awhile she realized serving drinks made her much more money. There was something to be said about teaching during the school year and bartending during the summer, but she was gonna enjoy the summer before she made any big decisions.

Henry shared the past few years of his life with her. He didn't go too much into his previous relationship other than that he'd been cheated on a couple months prior. Talking about your exes was a big rule to break, so he left it at that. His life wasn't too exciting, but tried to make it so as much as possible. The last thing he wanted to do was turn her off from the fact he was working a dead end job with no life plans.

But Macie was invested the whole time. It was clear she wanted him, but she wasn't going to wait any longer for Henry to make the first move.

"So how does a guy like you who's so strong and handsome end up in a kitchen? I would think you'd be in a trade. You must work out a lot." She had a look in her eyes that made Henry melt. She was towards the end of her glass of wine and was starting to really let down her wall, which wasn't much of a wall to begin with.

Henry couldn't answer her question without lying. Macie knew a lot of kitchen workers from bartending. Line cooks weren't necessarily building muscle on the job.

But Henry's uncle walked over as they were talking, looking visibly drunk. "Hey Henry! We was thinkin' 'bout 'avin' a fire later tonight 'ere, but we don't 'ave any wood. Yer bout the only one who hasn't been drinkin'. Ya mind takin' my truck to the house n fillin' the bed full o' wood?" His uncle was definitely making his way through some beers. Henry was a little disappointed since he felt obligated to help out any way he could, but then Macie chimed in.

"Can I come with?? I'd love to help you!" Macie said.

"Thanks fer the offer Macie! Wood shed is on the side o' the barn. Here's my keys" His uncle stumbled away. It hadn't been an hour into the reception and he looked obliterated. He was definitely handling his mother's passing worse than some, but that was his choice to make. Hell, almost everyone was drinking, and Henry was now thankful he didn't indulge himself because now he had an opportunity to leave the party with Macie.

They both looked at eachother and Macie said, "So shall we?"

They walked together to the truck and hopped in. Henry even opened the door for her.

"Wow, strong and a gentleman. Wish they had more guys like that around here," Macie flirted again.

Henry replied, continuing their conversation before his uncle interrupted a little bit ago. "Yeah, I try to stay active. I normally try to eat well. As you know, the healthiest food isn't usually made in restaurants," Henry said. It was the best answer he could muster. But by the way she was looking at him, it didn't matter what he said. She just wanted to flirt, and Henry needed to be bold and follow suit.

"What about you? You must workout everyday? You don't get a body like that from drinking on the job." Henry cursed at himself for saying something so stupid. But oh well he thought, at least he was this far. She was easily the most beautiful girl he had flirted with, so progress was being made on his account.

But she smiled and laughed. "I workout four or five times a week. A lot of cardio and yoga. I'm very flexible. I could easily get both legs behind my head, but I'm wearing a dress." She blushed a little. Henry's cock was raging. The thought of her doing that made it hard not to squirm in his driver seat, let alone drive.

"Bullshit. There's no way. You look flexible, but not that flexible," Henry smiled at her while talking back. He wanted to encourage her. But also wanted to see if she could actually do it, dress on or not.

"Is that a challenge? Fine!" She was being playful, and easily taking Henry's bait. But she knew what Henry was doing, and was happy to oblige. "But promise me you'll keep your eyes up here," she winked at him. She proceeded to take her seat belt off, hike her dress up to her thighs, and put her left leg behind her head, hiking her dress up to her waist.

Henry saw her thighs and caught a glimpse of her panties. They matched the dress. She knew his eyes were wandering, but held off so she could tease him some more. Pulling her right leg up, he caught a better view of her underwear and she fell forward onto the dash, barely catching herself before going face first. They both laughed hysterically, but not before Henry caught a great view of her ass. He could barely stand it. Here was this fine girl half naked in the truck with him. He grabbed her shoulder to help her get back to the seat.

"If I wasn't in this truck I could do it!" She was pissed she didn't do it, but said, "I saw you look, pervert." She was teasing him again.

"So let me get this straight. I have a hot girl in this truck who wanted to come with me. I dare her to put her money where her mouth is, which involved her dress coming halfway off, and I'm not supposed to look?" Henry teased. "That's just not fair. If I was in your shoes, you'd be looking too."

All Macie could do was turn her head sideways and look at him, knowing he was in the right.

But it was all part of her plan. But Henry caught her off guard again.

"By the way, your panties are still showing."

Macie blushed for real this time, not realizing she hadn't corrected her dress yet. She gave a smile and pulled her dress down, but not before Henry's member was tensing up stretching the fabric of his pants, and it hurt.

And she couldn't help, but notice. They were almost home, but Macie had to tease him back. "If that's what you want to see, just go ahead and ask. I see your cock trying to break through your zipper, but it looks like it needs some help. Can't imagine that's very comfortable. Why is it like that? Did he like what he saw? You wouldn't mind if I saw you right? It's only fair."

Henry turned to her while trying to keep one eye on in third person made him weak. It was on, and he was so horny he didn't know what to say.

Thankfully, she answered by not saying anything all.

The front seat of the truck was one long bench, so she got herself fully on the seat and leaned over to him. "I'd ask for something I want from you, but I already know the answer." She took her right hand and gently rubbed his cock, tensing up more and more. "Wow, he's begging to come out. Very eager to meet me."

Henry was weak but he stepped on the pedal while she admired his length, teasing it more and more. "Someone wants to get home quickly," Macie said, being playful yet again. She leaned back next to him and brought her dress up, taking Henry's right hand and bringing it over to her warmth.

Her panties were soaked. She pressed his hand down onto them and Henry's fingers were covered in juices. This girl being wet was an understatement. She let out a moan letting him know she was as frisky as he was. If that was even possible. Henry played her clit while driving home. He had never been so focused in his life.

A couple more minutes passed by and she had enough. She got on her knees on the bench and undid his button and zipper using both hands. She slid his pants down just enough to try and let his cock free when she paused and looked at him.

"You need two pairs of briefs for this thing?" She smiled, but didn't hesitate, and yanked them down as much as she could. Henry's cock sprang free and hit her right cheek. "Oh my God Henry." She was going to say more, but she couldn't wait anymore. She took him down her throat as much as she could, held herself down with her face beat red, and came up for air after five seconds.

After one breath of air, she went back down on his length. Henry could barely drive. He was going to crash if he didn't stop the truck. She was relentless. Nothing, even breathing, mattered to her right now. Making sloppy noises and bobbing her head, Henry couldn't hold on any longer. He slammed on the brakes in the middle of the road, the force of him stopping to a halt causing her go down even more. Henry erupted in the back of her throat, spewing load after load into the back of her mouth. She came up for air and a couple more ropes hit her, both landing in the middle of her face.

They stared at eachother and laughed. Henry had never felt so relieved in his life. But he needed more still. The settings he has made him feel like there was no end to the escapades he was about to have with her.

"Henry, that's so much cum. Your cock is impressive. Why the hell did that girl cheat on you?" She said while licking Henry's cum off her face.

Henry had already put the truck back into drive and was heading for the house. "I have no clue, and to be honest Macie, nothing matters to me more right now than focusing on the present and getting you to the house." His cock was still hard, ready to go at any given moment. "We're going to take our sweet time getting back to the party. I have never wanted anything like I want you right now. Please don't touch my dick and let me focus on getting us home. But I want you to play with your pussy while you wait for me to get you there."

She didn't hesitate. In fact, her panties had already come off while he was talking.

Henry didn't know what came over him, or how he even said those words. Being direct and bold wasn't like him. But, like he said, nothing else mattered to him. He rushed her home, and when he turned into the driveway she was begging for him when he parked in front of the barn.

"Please Henry, I need you to fuck me. I need your cock inside me." Her juices were oozing onto the seat, but neither of them cared. "Ever since I saw your cock twitch this morning, I've been wet thinking about the chance of having you."

Henry was embarrassed at the chance she saw it earlier, but was now glad she did. He stopped the vehicle, but Macie's warm mouth was already on his member again. He turned off the truck, undid his seat belt, and took her head off his cock. She was practically suctioned on, but he got her off and got out of the truck.

Dragging her hips to the edge of the bench, Henry was standing on his feet with his cock out and free, her pussy barely hanging off the edge of the seat. He didn't hesitate to bring his face into her warm welcoming lips.

She tasted incredible. Squirming in her seat and grabbing his arms, she barely made out, "Fuckkkk babyy keep going, don't stop. Your tongue feels soooo good." Her legs couldn't sit still. She tried wrapping them around his back, but it was no use. Henry wouldn't stop. She had slept with quite a few guys in college, but he was showing her what a real man was capable of even though Henry, until this morning, wasn't capable of showing her what one can do.

Macy pushed his head down and screamed so loud anyone on the two hundred acre farm could hear her, but thankfully they were the only ones there. "Henryyyy I'm gonna cummm, don't you dare fucking stop."

Except Henry did just that. He stepped away and looked at Macie's body. She brought her head up and looked right at him. "What the fuck! I was about to cum! Why would you stop?" She almost had tears in her eyes, and couldn't believe he would be so cruel. But it made her want him more.

Henry just stared at her. He was in control now. He wanted to tease and edge her.

He stepped towards her, picked her up, carried her into the barn, and set her down on the hay pile. She dove for his cock immediately, gluing herself to his shaft, expressing her need of it. Henry had her on his cock for all, but a few seconds and pushed her off and back into the hay. Taking the rest of his clothes off including his shoes, they locked eyes the entire time. Macie looked at him and took her dress off without even caring where it fell, revealing her breasts in another matching black bra. With one hand, she unclipped the back of her bra and her tits barely dropped. Henry and Macie looked their prize up and down in no rush this time, just admiring what they were about to enjoy.

Henry knew her breasts were big, but they looked so good in the flesh. Firm triple D's with a little jiggle. She stood up and walked towards him, pushing her breasts into his torso. "I want you t-," was all Macie said before Henry spun her around and pushed her against a supporting beam. He spit on his cock to lubricate the head and pushed through into her tight canal.

And again, and again.

"You want me to what? Tell me Macie. Tell me what you fucking want."

"I need you to fuck meeee. Mmmmmphhh. Baby, fuck me and don- FUCKKKKKK!" She couldn't get her words out. Every pump of Henry's thick length made her forget what she was saying. "I neeeeeeeed, babyyyyy oh fuckkk I'm gonnnaaaa uuuuuuuuuuuuhhhhhhfuckckkkkkkkk." She came all over him, but Henry didn't stop. Every thrust into her made her ass and chest jiggle back and forth. Her back was arched upwards and their connection was heavenly.

But he got out and ordered her to suck him off again, this time squatting down while rubbing her now tender pussy. She could almost get him fully in her throat, but this was a tall task for Macie. She had never not been able to fully engulf a man's length before. But she loved the challenge.

Henry couldn't wait to get back into her. "Lay down in the hay and prove to me how flexible you really are." Without missing a beat she threw herself down and put her legs behind her head. Macie's body looked tremendous. Such a toned hourglass figure. Tits that no one deserved to enjoy, but they were all his now. He slapped his member a few times on her clit, then pushed through again with ease.

Henry grabbed her sides and gave her everything he had. Macie came twice over the next couple minutes. Henry felt like a rabid animal, like he was in rut season. The way she took him like her life depended on it while her breasts danced back and forth was too much for Henry to hold back. "Fuck baby I hope you're ready for this," and he pulled his length out and a several big shots of cum erupted from his shaft. Macie came again too and was covered by semen everywhere from her face to stomach. Henry lay down next to her, exhausted from what was easily the best orgasm of his life. She got up and sucked him clean again, then wiped up as much as she could off her body to enjoy.

"You taste fucking good," Macie said. "How long you in town for again?" They were both breathing quite heavily, ready to go again, but they had other obligations unfortunately.

Henry turned his head over, his cock half hard now. "Another week or so, but I reckon it's gonna be a good week. We should load up the wood and get back to the party."