My combat boots were hungry.. they needed to stomp something that felt satisfying. Of course for Miss Simone that would have been testicles. Instead I found these squish balls that were a delight to smash and crush. I enjoyed how they burst and felt gelatinous under my boots. The alluring sound of something sweet and wet squishing under the weight of my soles was arousing to me. Watch as I delight in smashing these balls into the ground. Listen to the delicious sounds that they make. Imagine you are under my feet, bit and pieces of you yielding to my boots pressure.