The statue said nothing, but continued to restrain her with two of its four arms.  The other two reached out to her, and she would feel one of the big hands on the statue extend a finger...and begin to circle slowly one of Joy's nipples through her top.  The fourth arm began to pull down on the pants she was wearing, slowly absorbing them into its body like how he had trapped her foot.  "Little late for that, Joy!"  Aika called from across the way, trapped in a similar position, though the statue had turned her to face away from it, outwards, and was holding her off the ground.<br/><br/>Aika could feel the statue's third hand massaging one of her breasts, and her face was already turning red with embarrassment and....arousal.  "L-let go!"  She panted out to the statue, which was similarly impassive in its reply as it had been to Joy.