The whole thing is basically a joke that got coded into an RPGMaker MV project, and it lasts maybe as long as a good wank. You're on some kind of starship, the computer tells you to go fuck the hologram of Leah Brahms, and then it disables the anti-bullying protocols. That's it. That's the pitch. No warp drive politics, no Klingon diplomacy, just a direct line to a very specific, very niche fantasy that Trekkies have been whispering about since that episode aired.

The pixel art is rough, like someone's first attempt at sprites, and the map is just a few corridors that lead to a holodeck. You walk up to the glowing blue figure of Leah, all shimmering and slightly off-register, and the dialogue options are... blunt. There's no seduction mini-game or reputation meter. You just pick from a list of increasingly degrading commands and the hologram reacts with this deadpan compliance that's somehow hotter than any moaning audio track. The anti-bullying thing being off means she just takes it, and the text descriptions get filthy. "Computer, make her beg." "Computer, remove her uniform." It's all typed out in that clunky RPGMaker text box, no animations, just your imagination filling in the gaps.

I spent way too long on the second dialogue choice because the phrasing was so unexpectedly crude it made me laugh mid-stroke. The game doesn't even try to be sexy in a polished way. It's more like reading a smutty text file from 1998 that someone accidentally turned into an executable. There's a weird charm in how unapologetic it is, though the lack of any sound or visual payoff might leave you staring at a static sprite thinking about your life choices. The whole experience is over in two minutes, maybe three if you're a slow reader, and then you're just back at the title screen with no fanfare. It's less a game and more a single-serving delivery system for a very particular kind of degradation kink, wrapped in a Star Trek skin that feels almost sacrilegious. Almost.