Fucking hell this game loads like a slug in molasses. 80mb web build and I’m sitting here watching a spinner like it’s 2005 on a dial-up connection. Reload the page they say. Sure, let me just reset my entire life while I’m at it.
Anyway. Milfy City’s school spin-off thing. You’re some horny student and the school therapist Judy basically roofies you with hypnosis to remember yesterday’s bullshit. What a setup. The whole framing device is just an excuse to dump you into flashbacks where you were being a degenerate around campus. And honestly? It kinda works. The therapist scenes themselves have this weird tension, she’s sitting there all professional while you’re mentally reliving trying to peek up skirts in chemistry class.
The writing’s got that broken English charm. Like someone ran it through Google Translate twice and then just said fuck it, ship it. Sometimes it loops back on itself in ways that make zero sense. One minute you’re talking to a teacher, next minute she’s in her underwear because you “imagined” it. The logic jumps are wild but it adds to the fever dream vibe they’re going for. There’s this one bit with a librarian that just. Yeah. No buildup at all, just straight to it. Respect.
Scenes are static images mostly in this web version. No animation, which is a bummer since apparently the PC build has all the good stuff. Map and inventory locked out too. Feels like a demo even though it’s the full thing technically. The art style though, it’s that slightly off 3D render look where everyone’s skin is too shiny. Like they’re all slightly sweaty all the time. Fits the theme I guess. Judy’s design in particular, those glasses and that tight sweater, whoever modeled her understood the assignment.
I wish there was more interactivity beyond clicking through text. Sometimes it feels like a slideshow with extra steps. But then you hit a scene where the dialogue gets genuinely funny, like when the protagonist tries to explain why he’s hiding in the girls’ locker room and just gives up mid-sentence. Relatable honestly. The whole thing’s a mess but it’s an entertaining mess. Like finding a dirty magazine in a puddle, you’re not proud but you’re reading it anyway.
