my bare foot disappeared into the folds of his gelatinous stomach , before i quickly yanked it back out.clearly , kicking his fat was n't going to be effective- he did n't even feel it , although it did serve to catch him by surprise.as a eunuch , he did n't have any balls for me to kick , although i desperately wished that was n't the case.that would be oh-so-satisfying.my options , it seemed , were limited .