Candy Shop - Peppermint

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★ 3.9 (7 votes) 5.5K plays Flash Arcade

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Candy Shop's at it again with their Christmas rush bullshit and honestly I'm not even mad. Something about a peppermint twist this time, which sounds like a setup for a terrible pun but actually delivers. The whole premise is they're slammed with holiday orders and decide to experiment. You know, as one does when customers are waiting.

The animation's janky in that specific way where you can tell someone cared but also gave up halfway through. Mouth movements don't quite sync and there's this one frame where her expression just. Freezes. For like two full seconds. I laughed out loud. Not at it, exactly, more like with it? The game knows what it is. Big tits everywhere, physics that defy both god and newton, and a color palette that screams candy cane but make it horny.

The peppermint gimmick actually works though. Without spoiling too much, there's this moment where the cooling sensation becomes part of the scene and the character's reaction is so over the top I had to pause and just sit there wheezing. The cumshot at the end is absurd. Like genuinely comical. They went full send on the volume and nobody stopped them. Bless whoever made that call.

Wish the audio wasn't so compressed. Sounds like it was recorded through a sock. And the loop point on the main animation is jarring if you're paying attention, which I unfortunately was because I got distracted trying to figure out why her left tit was vibrating independently. Still finished though. Obviously. It's free and it's funny and sometimes that's all you need from a game about getting head from a candy shop employee during the holidays.

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