Lance isn’t even pretending to be shy about it. The dude’s surrounded by these anthro girls who act like they’ve got no idea what they’re doing to him, but they know. You can tell from the way Rainbow Dash leans on the doorframe, wings twitching when she talks, like she’s daring him to look lower. The dorm feels weirdly alive - not in a haunted way, more like it breathes with every moan coming from the next room. I kinda thought it’d be more cartoonish, you know, but it’s got this soft, slow tension instead, like the game’s teasing you on purpose. Sometimes it’s too slow, then suddenly it throws you into something filthy and you forget to breathe. I hated that. I loved that.

The best part? Probably Fluttershy’s room. It’s cluttered, smells like honey, and the light hits her fur in a way that makes it almost uncomfortable to stare too long. There’s this one moment - she’s whispering something, half hiding behind her hair, and you can’t tell if she’s scared or pretending. The animation jitters a bit there, and somehow that makes it better, like the game’s shaking too. I wish her dialogue didn’t loop so much though, it kills the momentum, but maybe it’s meant to, who knows. You forget about the choices you’re supposed to make, you just click and watch.

Sometimes the humor lands flat, like Lance makes a joke that isn’t funny but you laugh anyway because it’s awkward and hot at the same time. The sound design’s messy - voices overlap, music fades wrong - but that imperfection fits. It feels like a dirty secret someone coded after midnight, not a polished thing for mass consumption. I kept expecting a moral, but it never comes. Just sweat, color, and that strange guilt you can’t quite name. It’s not even about sex, not really. Or maybe that’s me lying to myself again.