About this game
You know that feeling when you're at a bar, the table's sticky, and someone suggests strip pool but nobody actually knows the rules? This game is that fantasy minus the awkward small talk. It's billiards but the table is split, you and some other player are both smacking balls around at the same time, and the real prize isn't pocketing the eight ball. It's what happens when the girls on the sidelines start losing their clothes.
The whole thing runs on this janky arcade logic that I honestly respect. You're not lining up perfect trick shots. You're just clicking and hoping your ball goes in before the other person's does. It's chaotic. Sometimes the physics feel like the balls are made of soap, sliding around with zero friction, and then suddenly they'll stop dead like they hit an invisible wall. I wish the collision detection was tighter but then again, I'm not here for a sim. The models are real, which adds this uncanny valley layer to the whole thing. Blonde, brunette, doesn't matter. They're just standing there in lingerie, doing this stiff little cheer animation that loops forever until you score enough points.
The lesbian show is the carrot on the stick. Every level you clear, the girls get more... supportive. Let's just say the striptease escalates. It's not a deep narrative. It's not trying to be. I kept playing because I wanted to see if the next tier of the show would actually deliver something spicier than the last, and yeah, it does. The billiard part is almost a distraction, a fidget toy you mess with while waiting for the good stuff. My brain kept comparing it to those old flash games where you'd click a monkey and a bikini top would fly off, except now there's a competitive pool minigame bolted on. I don't know why that makes it better but it does. The whole thing is unpolished in a way that feels deliberate, like the creator said "fuck it, you're here for tits, here's some pool first." And honestly? Fair.