"How do you like them?" she asked.
"Huh?" I played dumb.
"Your new tits, dummy," she replied in an exasperated voice. "How do you like them?"
Her tone of voice said that I was a dunce and that I should have immediately understood what she was talking about. When I didn't immediately respond she was forced to continue and her vindictiveness showed through. The "I showed you" attitude was obvious in her voice as she crowed. "Since you like to play with things that fit into a bra, I made sure the punishment fitted the crime. I fixed you up with your very own pair!"
Musically, she added in a cooing tone, "You won't have to play with some other little girlie's tits, since you now have your very own to play with!"