"Thanks, Oliver, let's set him down here on the platform, it will be easier for me to reshape him - er, it there," said Rico as Oliver carried Chad's feet while Rico carried Chad's shoulders. Rico climbed up on the platform to guide Chad there, and ended up straddling Chad's head with his legs. Chad discovered that being a statue hadn't decreased his senses, just slowed down his brain.
Chad thought: Ew! Ripe! Rico needs a shower, of course he and Oliver are carrying a metal me?
But by the time he finished that thought, he was upright on the platform. Rico and Oliver shared a couple beers, and Oliver had left. Rico whistled as he walked over to Chad, and untied the string.
"There!" Rico said looking up at Chad, "Still metal. But now you'll be putty in my hands, Chad."
Rico donned some gloves, and then grabbed Chad's metal boner, and began moving it downward. Chad was no longer stiff- well, his cock was hard and straight -so it was stiff, but it was now bending downward. Then Rico grabbed Chad's right arm, and posed it like Chad was flexing. From Chad's perspective Rico was moving like the Flash at super speeds, but with his brain slowed so much it was to be expected.
If Rico can move me, then I should be able to move me, Chad concluded. Unfortunately, by that time Rico had already tied the string back on Chad rendering him solid immovable metal again.
Rico laughed, "You look like a total dork posed like that. Cannot leave you that way for my project , but I can enjoy you this way for a while." Rico flicked on the TV, and threw himself on the old couch next to the platform, and started eating popcorn.