Jenny’s ass is the real main character here. I spent maybe 40% of my playtime just staring at the way Inputwo draws those glutes, the slight sheen of sweat, the impossible curve that somehow feels more real than actual gym selfies I’ve seen on Instagram. The game calls her a gym instructor but she’s more like a fantasy that wandered out of a deviantArt gallery and decided to torture this dude Max with stretches that make zero anatomical sense. I tried replicating one of the poses with my resistance band and nearly dislocated a shoulder.

The flash engine chugs like it’s running on a potato, loading bars popping up between scenes like it’s 2006 and I’m waiting for a Newgrounds animation to buffer. And Max’s face, god, it’s this blank slate of horny confusion that never changes expression even when Jenny’s basically grinding against him during a “hamstring demonstration”. The dialogue is pure cheese, lines like “you need to work on your stamina” delivered with the subtlety of a brick through a window. But that’s not the point, is it? The point is the way Jenny’s sports bra strains when she demonstrates a squat, the little bounce animation that loops hypnotically.

Derringer Dace did the scripting which explains why the choices feel oddly satisfying even though there’s only like three branching paths. You click, she teases, Max gets flustered, repeat. It’s comfort food for the id. The sound design is nonexistent, just this hollow silence that makes every wet squelch sound effect feel more obscene than it probably is. I kept thinking about what a fanart remix would look like, Jenny in a proper powerlifting singlet, chalk dust on her thighs, the gym lighting actually dramatic instead of this flat vector glow. The game ends on a cliffhanger that’s basically just “more Jenny soon” and honestly I’m annoyed at how effective that tease is.