Your Sexuality

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I saved right before the final question because I knew, just knew, the game was about to call me out. Something about the way the anime girl on screen tilted her head, pixel eyes somehow tracking my cursor hesitation. It's not a game, not really. More like a mirror wearing a hentai skin, asking things like "Do you associate shame with arousal?" while a chibi character does a little dance in the corner.

The psychology tag isn't lying. Twenty questions in and I'm staring at a multiple choice about power dynamics, realizing I've been clicking answers that paint a very specific picture of my brain. The art style is that cheap flash animation look from old Newgrounds days, deliberately unpolished, like the creator spent all their budget on understanding Freud and nothing on actual rendering. There's a question about whether you prefer to be watched or to watch, and the character's expression changes based on your answer, but it's so subtle you might miss it. I missed it three times. Had to reload my save.

The bonus at the end is just a static image. A single JPEG. After all that psychological spelunking, you get one picture that's supposed to represent your "sexuality profile" or whatever. Mine was a tentacle. Not even a good tentacle, the lineart is shaky like someone drew it with a mouse in MS Paint while distracted. I laughed for a solid minute, then felt weirdly seen. The game doesn't judge, it just... catalogs. Like a librarian who's seen too much and now nothing surprises them. Wish the music wasn't a 15 second loop though. It's still playing in my head.

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