Fucktown College is basically a fever dream where the astronomy professor has a dick for a brain and the entire cosmos revolves around one missing student. Sophia Martin. Never showed up. Not once. And now it's exam time and she's screwed, right? Wrong. You're the one holding the gradebook and you've got other plans, plans that have nothing to do with constellations and everything to do with bending her over a desk.

The whole setup is so gloriously stupid. You're an astronomy teacher at an art college, which already makes zero sense, like teaching calculus to goldfish. The quest is simple. Find Sophia. Fail her. Or don't. The game doesn't give a shit about academic integrity and neither will you. Clicking through dialogue feels like flipping through a sticky magazine, each scene more ridiculous than the last. The art is deliberately unpolished, like someone drew it with their non-dominant hand while, you know, distracted. And honestly? That's the charm. It's not trying to be some slick, overproduced VN. It's raw. It's horny. It knows exactly what you're here for and it delivers without a single pretentious cutscene or pointless minigame about grading papers.

But then the teacher character, this supposed authority figure, just folds immediately. No resistance. No buildup. Just straight to the main event like a pizza delivery in a porno.