The whole thing feels like someone animated a very specific fanfic commission and then forgot to add the polish, which is honestly part of the charm. You got Korra, sweaty from training, and Asami walks in with that look. Not the "I brought tea" look. The "I built something" look. And what she built is a waterbending cock. I mean, of course she did. Future Industries R&D must be wild. The dialogue is pure "we have twenty minutes before the voice actors' union finds out" energy, and I'm here for it.

The machine itself. It's this clunky metal thing strapped to Asami, and Korra just... goes with it. No foreplay, like the description says, which is accurate. One minute they're talking about testing prototypes, next minute Korra's on her knees. The animation loops are short, jittery, and the sound design is basically what you'd get if you recorded a wet handshake next to a running PC fan. But there's this one moment where Asami uses her actual hand to guide Korra's head, and the dildo just clips through her cheek. I laughed. Then I kept watching. The avatar state didn't activate, which feels like a missed opportunity. Imagine the glow.

I wish there was more bending. Like, actual waterbending during the act. She's the avatar, you know? Instead it's just a regular strapon with a fancy name. The training tag is misleading too, it's not training, it's just... immediate testing. No learning curve. Which, fine, but I wanted at least one scene where Korra tries to waterbend the thing off and it backfires. The lesbian tag is doing heavy lifting here, obviously, but it's more "two characters who happen to be women" than anything specifically sapphic in tone. Still, seeing Asami top from the bottom while Korra pretends she's not into it? That's the good stuff. The machine hums. Nobody cares about the machine.

The whole thing is a mess of forms and a test subject who looks like he's about to pass out before anything even happens. You're in this candy shop, right, but it's not the kind with striped awnings and a friendly owner. It's more like a backroom deal where the chocolate might kill you. The guy has to sign a waiver. A waiver! For chocolate. That's the level of stupid humor we're dealing with, and honestly, it got me. The text is deliberately rough, like someone typed it with one hand while giggling, and the art has that unpolished, almost scrawled quality that somehow makes the big tits look even more absurd.

The oral scene is where it gets properly messy. The chocolate is the catalyst, obviously, and the whole thing plays out like a bad porno parody of Willy Wonka. The strapon comes out later, and the animation, if you can call it that, is janky as hell. But there's a commitment to the bit. The cumshot isn't just a visual, it's a punchline. The sound design is basically nonexistent, just some wet slaps that cut out abruptly. I spent way too long trying to figure out if the chocolate bar on the counter changed color after the first test. It didn't. I checked three times.

I kept thinking about that waiver form. It's just sitting there on the screen for a while, and the text on it is genuinely funny, full of legal nonsense about "penis implosion." That's the kind of detail that sticks with you more than the actual fucking. The big tits are there, they're fine, they bounce in a way that defies the game's own physics. But the real star is the absurd premise. It's a game that knows it's a joke and doesn't try to be anything else. The oral scene is sloppy in a good way, the strapon segment feels like it was animated by someone who just learned what keyframes are, and the whole thing ends with a splat. I forgot to mention the candy shop setting is basically one room. That's it. One room and a dream.

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The pixel work on the strap-on is actually kind of impressive, considering. You know how in these little films the toy just sort of appears, a flesh colored smear? Here it's got that distinct silicone sheen, even in 16-bit. The way it catches the light, a single white pixel that doesn't move. That's the detail that got me. Not the big tits, which are everywhere, bouncing with a predictable two frame loop. The latex too, the black catsuit on the one with the short purple hair. It's just a recolor of the base sprite but the highlights are sharp. Makes a nice contrast with the other one's bare skin, all soft dithering.

The setup is nonsense, of course. Two of them corner the third in what I think is a spaceship airlock. There's a blinking red light. Nobody talks, just text boxes with hearts. Then the double penetration starts and the airlock just... stops existing. The background becomes a flat pink. I laughed. The animation cycles are short, maybe four frames, but the rhythm is good. A thrust, a pause, a shudder that runs through all three sprites at once. The sound is just a low, looping synth hum and a wet slap effect that's slightly out of sync. It's hypnotic.

I kept waiting for a menu, a button to change the scene. Nothing. It just loops. The strapon changes color once, from black to a translucent purple. A glitch? A feature? The one receiving it has this expression, a single pixel mouth open in a perfect little 'o'. You'd think it'd get boring but the lack of control is almost relaxing. Like watching a very specific, very lewd screensaver. The lesbian tag is the whole point, no real cock to replace, just that buzzing, pixelated silicone. It's honest.

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Right, so this thing is basically a slideshow of your favorite childhood icons getting absolutely railed in ways that'd make a porn director blush. It's a comic, not a game, let's be clear. You click next, you click previous, you stare at the screen. The "gameplay" is just your finger getting a workout on the mouse button. Don't expect anything else.

The art's got that unpolished 3D render look, like someone discovered Blender and a folder full of character models and just went feral. Motoko Kusanagi is there, Bayonetta, Chun-Li, Princess Jasmine, Cammy. All of them end up as fucktoys for these giantess dommes. There's this one panel where a massive foot just fills the entire frame, toes curling around a tiny, gagged brunette. The gagball's so big it looks painful. And the strapon scenes, jesus. The proportions are all over the place, sometimes a dildo is the size of a forearm, and the anatomy bends in ways that'd snap a real spine. It's janky as hell but that's almost the charm, you know? Like finding a really specific, weirdly obsessive sketchbook.

The whole thing is a lesbian orgy of domination. You got redheads, brunettes, big tits everywhere, and a lot of anal. So much anal. The comic structure means there's no buildup, no interaction. You're just dropped into the middle of a scene where Jasmine is already bent over and getting double-teamed by some mistress with a strap. I wish there was at least some terrible voice acting or a looping animation, but no. Just static images. The Bayonetta section starts promising, then just... ends. Like they forgot to finish her bit. The whole thing feels like a fragmented fever dream. The dialogue, if you can call it that, is pure localization nightmare fuel. "You will submit now, little toy." It's so blunt it circles back to being hilarious. Not sexy, exactly, but definitely something. The feet stuff is everywhere, by the way. If that's not your thing, you'll be skipping half the panels.

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A sticky note on the desk just says "return to gym storage" next to a purple toy that definitely doesn't belong in a math classroom. That's the energy here. Two uniformed teens, Chisato with her messy bun and that one loose strand of hair she keeps blowing upward, and Miu who's already got her knee socks pooled around her ankles before the door clicks shut. The whole thing feels like finding someone's abandoned DeviantArt sketchbook from 2009, complete with that slightly off anatomy where necks connect weird but somehow it makes the blushing faces cuter.

The animation loops are janky in that specific Flash-era way. Miu's tongue work on Chisato's pussy has exactly three frames, and her head bobs like a broken metronome. I laughed. Then I kept watching. The wet sounds are so overproduced they clip through my laptop speakers, and honestly? That's the charm. It's not trying to be Sakura Dungeon or whatever high-budget VN people pretend to finish. It's two pixels rubbing together while a looping moan plays, and my degenerate collector brain went "yes, archive this immediately."

The strapon scene comes out of nowhere. One second there's desk licking, the next Miu's got the harness half-on backwards and Chisato's bent over the teacher's podium making sounds like a seagull. I wish the uniforms stayed on longer, that's my whole thing. The stripping happens too fast, you don't even get to appreciate the sailor collar before it's gone. Also who leaves a dildo just sitting on a student desk? The janitor needs a raise or therapy.

The classroom background is one static PNG with a chalkboard that says nothing, which bugs me more than it should. Draw some fake math equations. Give me quadratic formulas to ignore while things get wet. Missed opportunity. But the faces, man. When Chisato's eyes go all fluttery during the lick loop, I felt something. Not a complex feeling. Just the simple joy of finding trash that knows exactly what it is.