Approach Eva.

Eva's ears perk up as she hears you approach. Her hands caress between her breasts, shifting them up and down, as she finishes rubbing the sunscreen on her body. Her cleavage shines with the oily lotion. However, her back is mostly untouched. She looks up to you with excitement--eyes lighting up--and she bounces to her feet with the bottle clutched in her hand. The towel she's on is a pale pink.

"Hey there, Eva," you say.

"Kyle! I'm glad you came to see me. I was having a problem just now."

"And what's that?" Gee I wonder.

"I can't properly get this sunscreen onto my back and I don't wanna burn. Do you think you could get it for me?" She turns around, showing off her backside. A fluffy round tail is present right above the waistband of her bottoms, and she pulls her lavender hair to the side as you eye her back up and down.

When your eyes return to hers, you can see that she's starting to blush.

"Don't you need to lay down for that?" you ask.

"I-I know that!" She pouts and pushes the bottle into your hand before dropping to her knees. She then lays face-down on the towel--natural pillows beneath. Slowly, she brings a hand back and fiddles with the thin stings of her top. She slides it loose, and proceeds to pull the straps down to her sides before crossing her arms beneath her head.

Already you can hear her breathing nervously. You kneel down in the sand beside her and apply your newly earned lotion-rubbing skills. Once again, you squeeze some of it onto your hand, place the bottle down, and rub the lotion together between your palms.

"Are you ready?" you ask.

"I've never done this kind of thing before," she says quietly. "I feel so weird. Is this okay? I'm not even technically wearing a top right now..."

"It's fine, Eva. A lot of girls do it to avoid tan lines. It isn't like anyone can see anything. They're still being covered, so you're fine as long as you don't suddenly sit up." You then slip your hands carefully along her back. "So just relax."

She shivers. "Okay... just make sure you don't miss any spots. I don't wanna get any burns because you weren't careful!"

You feel across her tender skin up around her neck, and then over her arms. You're rewarded by the tiniest noises she's trying to hide as you knead your fingers into her muscles, and you make your way back down to her back before slipping your hands across her armpits. The sides of her breasts easily fill your hands as you curve them around her soft but firm cleavage. You make sure to oil them up plenty, and as you do, she lets loose a few embarrassing noises she still attempts to hide, though it's growing more difficult. After that, you continue downwards across the sides of her belly, over her hips, and down her legs. You feel back up the inner sides of her thighs until you reach the area right beneath her bottoms. It's still skin to be covered, so you delve your thumbs through, causing the girl to become flustered. You can hear her breathing from here, and she shifts her legs around awkwardly as you slip in and out before cupping your hands around her cheeks to massage the sunscreen thoroughly into the area right where her bikini ends.

She lifts her body slightly, letting out a quiet moan while attempting to readjust herself during an embarrassing discomfort. You can't help but stare at her ample chest nearly lift from the ground. She pushes them back down though, squishing them once again against the towel.

To finish off, you glide your hands to her lower back, maneuvering them around her fluffy tail. It feels soft against your hands as you brush by. You then bring your hands back from her body at last after giving her backside an even coat of shiny lotion.

"There we go, Eva," you say. "I think that's all of you."

"Thanks," she says beneath her breath.

"I wonder what we should do first. It's kinda nice to just be able to relax, eh?"

"Yeah... Do you need any sunscreen?"

"I got some on me already. Thanks, though."

She looks mildly bothered by something. "That's okay."

"Why don't we get in the water soon? You know, I've never been in the ocean of this world. It looks pretty much the same, but I assume it has like mermaids and giant monsters and stuff."

"Sometimes, but swimming is fun!"

"Well, I'm gonna find something to do. We gotta pass the day by somehow." You pull yourself up.

She nods. "Right behind you, Kyle."

Eva lifts herself up from the towel, completely forgetting that she had her bikini top untied this whole time. Her bare breasts bounce up as she sits on her knees, and it takes a second for her to mind to catch up. She looks down, and her face suddenly turns as red as an apple as she lowers her arms down to swiftly cover up her naked upper half. She screeches, immediately reaching out to grab the top next to her.

"I told you not to suddenly sit up..." you mutter.

"Shut up! Shut up!" She shakes her head left and right as she continues to hug her chest tightly. Whimpering in defeat, she wraps the material around her chest and tugs it securely before tying the strings up behind her back. She gives them a testing tug up and down, causing her chest to jiggle. Then, she looks around nervously, though nobody seems to be looking in her direction. "At least it was just you," she whispers.

"What was that?"

Suddenly, you both turn to the sound of a familiar voice.