"Agreed, you would be much cuter indeed ! In that case, on your knees, little frog" Gold says. You obey, without giving too much thought. You're just happy too happy to mind, too happy to serve.
Snapping her fingers, roots come of the ground and form a simple chair upon which she now sits. "Every time we touch you, you change a bit more, but if you like it, it's even faster ! Isn't that amazing ?" Blue adds, excitedly, as she sits down right behind you, caressing your back and spreading once again this light-green color wherever her fingers land.
On her natural throne, Gold crosses her legs, her toes dangle in front of your face. "Kiss it and be ours, now and forever."