About this game
Katie's not subtle about it. The whole setup is a joke you can see coming from the next town over. She puts out an ad for a roommate, gets a parade of what can only be described as dick-first muscle men, and her internal monologue is basically just one long, confused shrug. She can't figure out why a lineup of perfectly sculpted cocks attached to handsome men does nothing for her. It's the kind of dense protagonist energy that makes you want to yell at the screen, but then you realize the game is fully in on the joke.
Then Brandy walks in. And the lightbulb moment for Katie is less a gentle flicker and more a cartoon anvil dropping. The animation here is deliberately janky, not in a broken way, but in that hyper-exaggerated, Newgrounds flash style where boobs have their own gravitational pull and expressions are dialed to eleven. Brandy is all curves and confidence, and Katie's inner thoughts become a frantic, scrambled mess. There's a specific scene where Brandy just... stretches. You know the kind. And the way Katie's face contorts through about seven different stages of panic and arousal in two seconds is genuinely funnier than it has any right to be.
I wish the interactive bits were less of a guessing game. Sometimes you click and the scene stutters forward in a way that feels less like a choice and more like you just prodded a sleeping animation cycle. It gets the job done, I guess. The whole thing operates on pure, uncut cartoon lust logic. The sex is loud, bouncy, and completely ridiculous. It's not trying to be sexy in that smooth, curated way. It's sexy like a sticky, crumpled magazine found under a mattress. That's probably the highest compliment you can give it. The plot is just a flimsy excuse for the redhead and the new girl to get tangled up, and honestly, demanding more would be missing the point entirely. I kept waiting for one of those rejected hunks to burst back in through a window or something, just for the chaos. They never do. Missed opportunity.