The whole setup is a quiz. You get a question, you answer it, and then a picture of Aladdin absolutely railing Jasmine unlocks. That’s the loop. I got stuck on a question about what year the movie came out and genuinely had to Google it, which felt absurd while waiting to see cartoon tits. The questions are not hard, but they are annoying enough to break the flow. One moment you are anticipating a genie orgy, the next you are trying to remember the name of a side character’s monkey.

The art is deliberately rough, like a flash game from a forgotten corner of the internet. Jasmine’s boobs are massive, physics-defying balloons. There is a scene where she is bent over a market stall and her spine looks like it’s made of rubber. It’s not good, but it has this weird, hypnotic charm. The dickgirl tag comes into play with a transformed Genie, and the anatomy there is even more of a fever dream. A blue, muscular torso with breasts and a cock that glows. It’s so unpolished it circles back around to being fascinating. I wish the questions were themed around the sex acts instead of random trivia. That won’t change.

I spent way too long staring at a poorly drawn Abu. The monkey is just there, watching. In one image, he’s holding a tiny banana while Aladdin gets a blowjob. Nobody talks about the monkey’s presence. It’s just a silent, furry observer in every group scene. The hard sex tag is accurate in the sense that the thrusting is depicted with aggressive motion lines, but the characters’ faces are completely blank. Jasmine has the same vacant smile whether she’s riding a cock or buying a carpet. It’s unsettling. The exchange tag is misleading, there is no swapping, just a straightforward unlocking of images. You answer, you see a dickgirl Genie, you question your life choices. The whole thing feels like a weird piece of lost media you’d find on a hard drive at a flea market.