Right, so Fuck Town. Downloaded it off some itch.io page that looked like it hadn't been updated since dial-up was a thing. Three words? Horny fever dream.
The whole setup is you're asleep and suddenly there's talking body parts everywhere. Not like, sexy demons or whatever, just literal floating boobs with faces having full conversations. One of them asked me to find a key and I swear it winked. The maze itself is a mess of identical corridors and dead ends, which I guess is the point. You wander around this labyrinth, bumping into walls, trying to remember which left turn you took three minutes ago. The map, if you can call it that, is just a series of pixelated hallways that all look the same. Spent ten minutes going in circles because a giant ass was blocking a doorway and I couldn't figure out if I was supposed to talk to it or just stare at the picture on the wall behind it.
The quests are basically fetch this, find that, look at this lewd image. The art is that specific kind of hentai where everything is slightly off model but in a way that loops back around to being charming. You click on a wall, a picture of some anime girl in an impossible position pops up, and then you go back to being lost. The talking boobs give terrible directions. One of them told me the key was "near the squishy part" and I almost closed the tab. Wish there was a sprint button because the walking speed is agonizing. But then again, what's the rush? It's not like the destination makes more sense than the journey. The whole thing feels like someone's weird sketchbook came to life and decided to be a game.
Don't bother trying to make sense of the layout. Just click on everything. Every wall, every door, every floating pair of tits that won't shut up. The pictures are the real goal here, the keys just gatekeep the good stuff. And for the love of god, when you find the room with the three doors and the one in the middle looks slightly different, go left. Or maybe right. I don't know, I blacked out after the fourth talking ass started reciting what sounded like a grocery list.