Chapter 3

I dropped off the other six statue prints to Stacy the next day. Who, as I understood, stayed in bed most of the day. She did come out of the bedroom she shared with Pat in her birthday suit. And before I knew it, all four girls were out looking over the statues. Well, two of them couldn’t believe how big my cock was. I thought they would ask me to take it out and show them. Frankly, the subject of the prosthetic bellies came up and had them distracted. It seemed all four of them wanted to try them out.

Amber and Wendy tried to talk me into making more statues. Stacy could paint them, and they could sell them on the auction site. Stacy liked the idea, but I was not sold on it. So I said, “Tell you what, if you four want to try this, I can print out as many as you want. I want twenty a piece for them. I will even spray-coat the skin tones on them, so Stacy only has to worry about the details. You can then split whatever profit you get from the sales however the four of you decide.”

The four girls seemed thrilled by this idea and readily agreed. Then, the subject of metal statues came up. I explained that the type of metal used would affect the price, and I didn’t want to spend the time making many of them. I want a lot more for them as they took much more time. That subject was tabled until they saw if they could profit from their idea. They did not want to get ahead of the story here, but they did.

I also remembered to get out the forms for 2257 and model releases for Amber and Wendy. Then, I had to explain I needed them to avoid jail because of the child protection laws. That not having them on file was somehow more of a crime than actually having child porn. They finally signed, and I took photos of the ID’s with my phone. I took all but one statue back home to spray the skin tone paint onto them. And I was puzzled over how I could make casting more effective. Well, more research on the internet. I honestly wondered how people learned anything before it came along. However, I also had to catch up on some homework. Well, that took priority. And yes, I did manage A’s in all my classes. One of those robotic classes did move my Android idea forward a bit. Well, the idea of robots resembling real people came up in one lesson. A lot of companies and individuals were already working on that. However, most were making sex toys. The real trick was to create AI and have it help develop it. The professor thought it was better to give the problem to a super brain to figure out. Next semester, I will take a programming AI class. Well, it was more of a theoretical class. However, more on that later.

Well, like I already said, the painted statues did sell—and surprisingly well, given the auction prices they were getting. Do you know that one of Amber is riding the dragon with a sword pointed forward and fire coming from the dragon’s mouth? It was a powerful peace that sold for a lot. I did get a complaint letter asking me to stop using the dragon. It seems it was only in the public domain for personal use. I wondered about this, and the girls were upset when they learned about it. Stacy’s dad was a lawyer, and she talked to him about it. Since it was his daughter, he didn’t even charge us for his time. He said that the public domain nature of the model used made it a moot point. However, he suggested that we respond with a counteroffer of one dollar for each statue sold. Avoiding a lawsuit that could cost more in legal fees than it was worth. It was that or stop using the guy’s dragon. He also highly recommended that we form an LLC to protect ourselves from lawsuits in the future. When he offered to do the paperwork for free, we took him up on that. He emailed us the proposal letter for our offered dollar fee, and I sent it to the guy.

It turned out it was a girl, but she seemed to agree—provided she also got a copy of the statue for herself. She was a graphics designer with 3D printer models for sale on four sites. She said as long as she got a buck for any of her designs sold, she would license her portfolio to us—or, I should say, our company. Most of what she had available wouldn’t do us any good. However, we agreed and mentioned that Boris-style creatures to pose with models would be more desirable. She said she would see what she could come up with. It seems the designs were more of a hobby for her than anything. She had paraplegia and mainly lived as a shut-in. So, It was something she enjoyed doing as much as she could. We never used any of her other works. However, we were covered if we did.

Shortly after that was settled, I got a call from Pat’s dad. Oh, her name was Patrica, but he called her Patty. She hatted Patty because it sounded so juvenile, so she insisted everyone just called her Pat. Stacy and her dad were the only ones to get away with Patty. He received his birthday present from his bride and was very pleased. He also had his daughter’s bronze Boris style. He also liked that one and wanted to know if I could make a bigger version. When I explained the process and didn’t have access to something like an industrial printer, I was shocked to learn he did. Or rather, one of the subsidiaries of his company did. It was a resin printer and could print up to 8 X 8 feet. I told him that it could get expensive. He laughed and said he was thinking more about life-size six-foot-tall versions in Bonze for the driveway leading to his house. He envisioned the drive with assorted Boris-style statues of the same size lining the drive. I gulped it, and it sounded like a lot of work. However, if he could print out the resin statues for me to cast from, I was sure I could find a few different girls for models. Then he asked if I could clear up a mystery for him. I said if I can. He was curious that the bottom of his wife’s statue said 29 troy ounces, but his wife had taken 50 to make it. He wasn’t worried about it; he was just curious if there was a lot of waste or something like that. So I explained it was only 18 carrots because it needed to be less soft. So, only 25 ingots had been used. She gave me the rest as payment. He laughed at this and thanked me for the information. Then he added that he hoped I had it in a safe. I told him it was in a safe deposit box at the bank. He said, good man. To get him the file for the statue, he would have it printed out and on its way to me. Then, I switched to business mode, asking how much bronze I thought it would take and saying he would have that shipped to me as well. I asked if he could hold on a moment as I could get that off my computer. I quickly resized it to six feet and had it calculate the volume of bronze needed for it. This was going to be heavy at six hundred pounds. I was glad I programmed in that function. Then, I told him the copper, tin, and zinc estimate. Well, that was what was used to make statuary bronze. After fiddling with the design, I got his email and sent it off with the reminder that they would need to splice the file for their printer brand. Then, I started worrying about how to cast something that big. Well, I was more worried about the weight. As it turns out, the college’s art department had the equipment. They could handle up to 16 feet. So, with a little donation to the college, they would gladly let me use their equipment for my artwork. I say donation as I was not an art student. But Stacy was. So, it was more of a matter of scheduling the time needed. I was pleased that I could keep most of the 50,000 he offered for the statue. I would have to pay the help something; however, even that turned out to be just a grand to the department for the professor’s time having a class help: that and 20 pizzas for the party afterward.

The resin statue arrived a week after he ordered it. When I looked at it, I realized my error. This was the full-naked version of Pat and the Dragon. I was nervous about making a phone call, but it turned out he already knew it and would prefer all models be fully nude in the future. Well, less torts and jelury. Things that would enhance the statue in that style. Well, if he wanted a fully naked version of his daughter, who was I to worry about it? It would be two weeks before we could cast it. I had the mettle shipped directly to the college. Well, 200 bucks got the driver to take it there instead of my place. There was a ton of it, enough to make almost 6 of them. Talking to the professor in charge of the department, I mentioned a few more that need to be cast in the future. He seemed happy about this and only said that one per semester would be great for his classes.

The next question was who would be next. Well, his current wife and Pat’s younger sister would be next. They would see if his two ex-wives could be bribed into it. Then there was himself and his son. He was okay with me getting other models but was more interested in Boris-style statues. Now, Pat’s brother was 25 and engaged. When he learned what his dad wanted, he asked if she could be part of the statue with him. As for the youngest, it will be a year yet. I was not going to scan a 17-year-old. Pat’s dad was so happy the day the first statue arrived and was set up along his drive. He returned to his wife with a helmet and armbands for her shoot. She looked more like a female barbarian than the style he was looking for. But after 4 hours of shooting her nude in the scanner and then merging her riding a raptor-looking dino, we had a look. However, it would be the next semester before we could cast her. That was okay with him, as the resin printer was heavily used then.

Well, we finally got around to Stacy and the pregnancy prosthetics. However, only she was available for the shoot. It was a good thing she didn’t mind me touching her. It was encouraged. She even wore the 8-month one under her sundress when she returned to their apartment. She even talked me into setting the time laps up and joining her in the scan. Oh boy, did we fuck like bunnies as that shoot took place? It was good that I only set the time laps to 15 minutes. Anyway, the girls all loved the nude of Stacy at 9 months. And decided it should be the newest statue line. The other three all set up their shoots as well. Of course, they did them all on the same Saturday.

Amber and Wendy’s summer wedding was on the beach at the nudist camp. Stacy claimed me as her partner to get me in. I guess I know why they mentioned the place now. The reception was in the hall at the resort, so at least it was inside. Well, the cake topper was a hit—two nude girls wearing only vails. I meet Pat’s dad, Warren, at the party in person. Distinguished looking older gentleman, but you couldn’t tell he was wealthy. When a person is nude, the only thing noticeable is their age and shape. I learned that the four girls were known as the candy pack at the resort. I’m unsure if it was a play on rat pack or eye candy. I also found I liked being nude. I needed lots of sunscreen, and Pat and Stacy were glad to apply it. Not that we stayed more than one night. However, it was the first time I slept with Pat and Stacy together. Well, it was in a tent outside Pat’s dad’s RV. After that, I was warming up to having two wives. Before leaving the next day, I talked more to Warren about my car part restoration business. Well, that and the girl’s statue business. It seems he was impressed by the numbers. Well, as a wealthy businessman, it made sense. Now, Stacy’s family was not as well off as Pat’s. And Amber and Wendy’s family were not among the elite. Maybe upper middle class, but that was it. Warren paid the college and apartment rental fees for all four girls. It was no wonder he had been invited to the wedding. He said that if I came up with a good business plan, he would consider bankrolling it. Well, after, he had eight statues lining his driveway. In the meantime, he said he might throw some business our way. He was as good as his word on that. He also suggested we might want to do a limited art run of the smaller-size statues in Bronze. You know, signed and numbered. The plastic statues were fine for the masses, but serious collectors would want bronze or other metals. He also knew of a gallery owner with shops on both coasts. He also said humels are hot in the marketplace right now. Those are ceramic for those who are not familiar with the term. Molds could be made very quickly, so it was something to consider.

Thanks to the paraplegic girl, I had already figured out I could make money from the 3D printer files. So, I made some of the files available to users online. I should spend more time adding more to the different sights. In fairness, I will bring that up at the LLC meeting after the honeymooners return. Well, the subject got put off, or more accurately, it would be broached at the stockholders meeting sometime after the fall semester started. For the moment, I had to be present to cast the six-foot statue at the collage. Then arrange delivery back to Warren. Between the six-footers and the extra gold, I had 150,000 sitting in the bank. That’s not counting my money from making car body parts. No one of my arrangements with the body shop allowed me to get a full scan of each completed car. Most were classic cars and my intellectual property, so I offered miniature 3D prints to the owner and the body shop. Well, why not provide the files for download on the sites? I have had 46 different car models and hope to gather more income.