Approach Alice.

Standing by a hot pink towel is the golem-girl Alice, and she looks rather lost. Her gaze shifts over to you as you make your appearance, and you can see that she holds the same kind of small, white bottle in one of her hands. You look to her skin and wonder how that sort of thing even works. You're not even certain what her skin is made of, because it doesn't look normal despite feeling it.

"What'cha doing there, Alice?" you ask.

"I am unsure, Kyle. What is one supposed to do at the beach? Luna made this outfit for me, but I have never worn something like it before. I think it is cute. Do you?"

"It is cute. Really frilly."

She looks down at herself. Her chest bounces as she tugs up and down on the strings, and then her hands slip down her body--patting on the sides of the tiny skirt. It lifts up slightly, revealing a matching pair of white bikini bottoms.

"And you're just supposed to relax," you add. "Lay under the sun. Play in the water. Make sandcastles. Whatever you want, really."

"Everybody wears such interesting outfits. Things they would not wear in the city. Why is that?"

"I have no idea. It was the same back where I'm from. I guess it's the social norms. People feel comfortable doing something other people are doing, and then everyone is enjoying the freedom. I was honestly expecting swimsuits here to be a lot different."

Alice holds up the bottle. "I have been told that this will help protect my skin. I am unsure if I can burn like you can, but I would like to avoid damaging myself if we are to be out here for an extended period of time. However, I was trying to decide how best to apply it. I could take myself part to reach everywhere, but if I remove my arms, I cannot."

"I could help."

"That would be wonderful," she replies with a smile. "Here."

You take the bottle and watch as she sits herself down on the towel at last. You're surprised to see her suddenly pop her head straight off and rest it on the edge by her feet. Then, she removes one of her legs right beneath where her bikini bottom end, and the other straight after. After leaning back, she removes her bottom section, which cuts right above the waist. Lastly, she takes off her left arm, and her head gazes up towards you. Not needing to be told, you help her remove the last one. Her parts are now scattered along the towel like some kind of model needing to be assembled.

"Did you really need to come apart for this?" you ask.

"I... I just wanted to be thorough, in case of the worst. Thank you again for this."

"Of course," you say as you cross your legs and sit down in the sand.

After squeezing lotion into your hands yet again, you put the bottle down and pick up one of her arms. It's like waxing some kind of giant doll. You lay it over your lap and begin rubbing the sunscreen in from top the bottom. It feels in every way like a human arm despite its wood-like appearance, and the nub located at the end where it would pop into her torso. It actually makes it incredibly easy to apply the lotion, admittedly, even if it's incredibly strange.

You look to her as you work the second arm. A faint, cyan glows across her face, and her eyes flutter shut as a relaxed sigh escapes her lips. She doesn't breath, but it seems she still makes similar noises.

Her head needs some as well, so you crawl over towards her and whisper, "Close your eyes", before applying it around her forehead, down her noise, and across her cheeks. Her eyes slowly open again as she looks to you, and then quickly glances to the side in embarrassment.

Next, you pick up one of her legs. You feel your hands up and down the soft, tenderness of her slender form. It feels like you're completely free to take the time you desire just enjoying every inch of each part you pick up, as this is what she requested of you, and her leg feels great. It's completely smooth, and you massage against the squish of her thighs as you move around the top. She seems to be reacting more to this, especially around the very top edge. You place it down and lift up her other and do the same. Once in awhile, you hear a quiet gasp she's surely trying to hide, but the colour in her face is only growing more obvious.

You then lift up Alice's rear and set it down on your lap is if she were sitting off to the side. You rub more of the sunscreen around the exposed parts of her thighs, around the back curves of her ass just beneath the bikini bottoms, and the thin amount of skin above the waistband. As you slide your thumbs between the stubs of her legs, she lets out a more obvious whimper. It must be a strange experience for her as well. From her point of view, she's absolutely at your mercy. You could do literally anything to her right now and she would have no power to stop it. You could touch between her legs, slap her ass, or pull the bottoms right off her body. All she would be able to do is flail her parts in an act of futility. Even when you're doing nothing now, she looks distracted. Something is flustering her, and it's likely the exact thing that just crossed your mind.

"Are you sure you're all right with this?" you ask as you flip the part over and rub a bit more around her rear cheeks. "You don't feel like... helpless?'

"Y-Yes I am fine. I trust you."

As you grip her hips, you look down at the part and it really sinks in that you're effectively holding a girl right to your lap in a rather erotic manner. There's just nothing visible above or below. However, she can still feel everything as if she were there, and can move them all the same.

You place the waist back down and pick up the final part, which is her torso. Alice lets out a small noise of surprise as you lay her stomach-down over your lap and slip your hands all around her back. From her neck, to her shoulders, all the way down to where her hips would normally be, you coat the rest of her backside in lotion. Then, you flip her over, cradling the girl's body in your arms. You knead the motion into her cute stomach and around her sides. As you move your fingers up her torso, you cup them around the bottom of her chest--pushing them up and down a few times as you massage the lotion into her skin. It's the same thing with the top as well. You rub the lotion around her cleavage and around her collarbone (though she likely doesn't have actual bones), and you look to her head sitting on the towel staring over at your hands with a radiant face.

What's cute to watch is how her other parts react as well. When you push your hand down past her belly where it would normally touch her most sensitive spot, her hips start shifting about in front of you, and her toes wiggle too, like the idea is teasing her.

"I think that's everything. I guess you need help getting put back together too, eh? Or else someone might run off with part of your body," you joke.

"Th-That... I... That w-would be awful..."

You watch her curious as you work together to reassemble the girl. Soon it's only one piece left, which is the leg you've already picked up to hand over to her. Though before you do, you bounce it around in your hands.

"So like, what would happen if you lost a part? Is there a range?" you ask.

"I do not know of a range."

"So someone could legitimately take a lewd part of your body and tie it up in their house a hundred miles from here, and you would forever be trapped in a state of frustrated tortu--"

"You stop that right now!" she blurts out, extremely flustered. "D-Do not even joke about that! Please just put my leg back on for me."

You really worked her up saying that.

Right after you pop her leg back in, you hear a familiar voice from behind you. The two of you turn curiously.