Shouki No Kami, the massive robot Scaramouche can inhabit. Four arms, each sporting a large hand which is easily larger than you. The joints on each finger, allowing it motion, so much detail put into the machine which powered by the person within it.

Willingly, ofcourse, Scaramouche had you manhandled in the palm of one of his hands, stripped bare while a giant finger slips up and down your spine in irritation at how small your body really was in revelation to the mechanism. A seperate hand pinched your hair, pulling your head backwards so youd look up, body shivering in response.

another hand gently pulled your arm, he had to be careful not to seriously hurt you. "How irritating.." He murmured through the robot, but he didnt really mean it.