She's a balloon artist, but this time, she's not creating animals or flowers. Instead, she's inflating long, phallic balloons, their surfaces glistening under the harsh studio lights. She handles them with expert care, her small hands squeezing and stretching the latex. She brings them to her mouth, her tongue darting out to lick the tip before she begins to inflate, her cheeks hollowing as she blows. The room is filled with the sound of her heavy breathing and the occasional pop as she intentionally overinflates and bursts them, leaving a mess of latex and rubber on the floor.