Hold~ Lift~
With the way he was holding onto her green globules from the bottom, like he was struggling to grab them because of how jiggly they were like pudding and how he was looking at them like he was going to take a bite out of her mounds of sweet pudding, she knew exactly what he meant by leaving a scar on them.
But this didn't frighten her in any way at all, like it would've scared any average woman, and it actually excited her so much so that the caramel on top of her puddings, that is, her nipples that were dark purple in colour compared to the mass of green fat it was sitting on, actually turned even harder than they already were.
From being the size of a little cherry, they grew to the size of a dark grape that could even be found in the vineyards found in the town they were in.
