Selecting a starter

After the artist had paid for the coffee, he invited Jana to his little atelier, a cozy place where he created most of his artwork. Jana was surprised to see only very few pictures in the room. Safe for some scribbles and papers, there was not much that showed who was working here.

But the desk, with its huge screen and tablet, was a different story entirely. Gula switched on his computer and quickly opened some of his drawings to figure out where to start.

Jana's pulse quickened as the pictures flew by. There was so much stuff, and some of it really looked painful, if not impossible, to recreate. She had seen many of the drawings before during her research, but some of the artwork was unknown to her. Maybe some new, unreleased work?

As the pictures passed by, Jana's mind tried to come up with ideas on how the motifs could be faked, or how she could manage to get into those incredible poses in reality. Meanwhile, the artist focused on the task at hand.

"Here, this could work as an appetizer for the masses. It's only a sketch, but it's one of my most popular drawings, I think. It should be easy to do and appeal to our target audience," he grinned broadly, "And it will be fun to make. What do you think?"

Jana looked at the picture and gasped. She couldn't say she was surprised by the choice, but she had hoped for something more subtle, more elaborate as a starter. The drawing was a black and white sketch, showing Yeina from the side, with tightly bound breasts. The title was 'YEINA BONDAGE SKETCH', and she could clearly see why it was so popular.

"It definitely shows off Yeina's most prominent attributes," she laughed, "but I would have preferred a different one... One a bit more fancy and imaginative. Can you go back three images? Yes, that's the one I'd like to do!"

The screen showed another black and white drawing, this time with Yeina standing, dressed in cargo pants and katana on her side. She carried a box, which she held open with her right, showing off her tits neatly packed inside. Some red gift wrapping that decorated the container, a lonely sparkle of color, increased the cuteness factor quite a bit.

The picture was named 'YEINA VALENTINE'S DAY' and Jana loved it for the humor. And it reminded her of her own experience making that fan movie, when she had her own breasts stuffed inside a very similar cardboard box. The prospect of having her treasures trapped inside such a tight enclosure again was weirdly exciting to her. With dreamy eyes, she approached Gula from behind and pressed her warm breasts lightly against him.

"So how do you like my choice?" she chirped softly.

The artist jumped from the touch, his face flushing, and stammered, "Uh... I..." His gaze fell on the drawing she pointed to. His face cleared and he grinned, "Yeah, that one's nice, too. How about we try both? What supplies would we need?"

Jana pushed a bit more into him, pressed her boobs into his back and frowned, "Well, a professional photographer for a start. And some place where we can control the light and stuff. Also, some ropes and rubber bands for the first picture. Posing for that one will hurt like hell!"

She playfully squeezed her large breast, wondering how it would feel having them bound like that.

"And for the one with the box... well, a box in the right size, the red wrapping, blue cargo pants, those fancy shoes, a katana, the sheath, some makeup, accessories ..."

Gula groaned, "That's a lot, but you're right. And I'm not sure if we can find those shoes and pants anywhere..."

"Yup, needs to be custom made..." Jana pushed into him with renewed vigor and whispered, "Any idea how to get that sort of stuff?"

Gula lightly pushed back against her warm flesh and grinned, "What are you doing, Jana? You know I love your boobs and all, but I can't think when you keep rubbing them against me like this!"

The young woman blushed and smirked sheepishly, "I... I was just thinking about the project and how... well... I guess I got a bit excited. Sorry!"

The artist pushed back a bit more, savoring the feeling of those warm, soft things pressing against him and whispered, "No need to apologize. I'm a sucker for those boobs of yours. Just keep it down a bit while we have work to do."

"Oh, sure...." Jana muttered and pulled back. She fiddled with her clothes, face red with embarrassment, and creaked, "So where were we?"

"I think we were brainstorming on how to get the stuff we need, equipment, props, ..."

"Right, so... any idea?"

"Well, for the photographer, I could ask a friend of mine who's running a studio. But for the clothes and props? Difficult... But maybe my friend has some connections?"

"Wouldn't hurt asking!"

Jana started fiddling with her big breasts again, squeezing and squishing her orbs around. The artist stared at her with fascination. Did she do this whenever she got bored? What a crazy, crazy girl!

He clumsily cleared his throat and murmured, "OK, enough for today. I have booked you a room in a nearby hotel. Nothing fancy though. I'll show you where it is. And then we meet tomorrow, maybe I hear back from my friend 'til then."

Jana stopped with what she was doing and smiled, "Alright, hope we could start already. Look really forward to posing for those pictures, especially the one with the box!"

Later, after Gula dropped Jana at the hotel, the artist called his old friend Cathy. He quickly explained the project to her, and luckily she got quite excited about it. Gula suspected it was because of his colorful descriptions of the model, Jana. And because Cathy knew his drawings well enough to understand the business potential. But he wasn't really sure.