About this game
Right, so the volleyball scene. That's where my brain just sort of... melted. Not from the sport, god no. The 3DCG models are janky as hell, limbs moving like they're underwater. But the camera. It just locks onto this one girl's ass, these impossibly tight shorts, and the physics engine goes into overdrive. Jiggle that could cause a small earthquake. I sat there, mouth slightly open, for a solid two minutes just watching the bounce. Completely forgot there was a match happening. The game's called something about college, you play Max, a virgin. Groundbreaking stuff.
The whole thing feels like it was coded in a basement during a fever dream. You click through dialogue that reads like a bad porno script, and then suddenly you're groping your childhood babysitter in her kitchen while her kid is in the next room. The sound effects are... a choice. Wet slaps that sound more like someone dropping a fish on a tile floor. There's this one teacher, a total MILF with glasses and tits that defy all known laws of anatomy, and you can just, like, stare at her through a window while she's using a vibrator. Pure, uncut vouyerism. The game doesn't even pretend it's not creepy. It leans in. Then you're having a heartfelt chat with her daughter about homework. The tonal whiplash is the real gameplay mechanic.
I got lost in a menu for ten minutes trying to equip a sex toy. Why is there an inventory? It's not an RPG. The multiple endings thing is a lie, I think. I just kept dating everyone, the best friend's sister, the nemesis's mom, and nobody seemed to care. The netorare tag is there, I guess, if you squint and imagine someone else is sad about it. The male domination is just... you're a guy, and you click on things. That's the power fantasy. The writing is so blunt it circles back to being hilarious. "I want to put my big thing in you." A direct quote. I'm not even mad. It's like a car crash where all the drivers have giant, perfectly spherical breasts. Dare to play it alone, or invite company?