Anyone who grew up yelling at a Game Boy screen is going to recognize way too much in this thing, and that’s kind of the charm and the problem at same time. This is not really a “game” like you’re used to, more like you walked into some horny collector’s browser folder and they just slapped a menu on top. You click in, you get slammed by a wall of hentai art that goes from “haha, naughty cosplay” to “ok, this is just full on porn parody, no shame at all.” Human girls in those ripped trainer outfits, gym leaders spread out and begging, some of the Pokémon turned into sexy monster-girls with big tits, some pics where it’s more like the original cartoon characters but drawn with extra curves and zero clothing. It jumps around a lot. One moment it’s a cute, shy psychic girl being gently teased, next screen is a hardcore gangbang with a character that clearly was supposed to be wholesome in the show, and you just kinda shrug and keep clicking. That’s the real loop: click, stare, zoom with your eyes, regret a little, click again.

What got me is how fast you go from “I’ll just peek a bit for nostalgia” to actually hunting for specific characters. I caught myself trying to “collect” them like the old days, checking if my favorite gym leader shows up, or that one smug rival girl. When she finally appeared, tied up and covered in cum, I actually said “finally” out loud like an idiot. That’s the moment I realized the thing works on pure Pokémon brain chemicals. You don’t have battles, you don’t have stats, but your brain still goes “I gotta see them all.” It’s funny because the quality of the drawings jumps around like crazy. Some pics look like they came out of a good Pixiv artist who lives and breathes this fetish, with clean lines, sexy poses, nice shading on thighs and boobs. Then suddenly you click again and boom, you’re staring at something that looks like it was drawn on a school laptop during math class, weird hands, faces a bit off, proportions gone to hell. And still, you don’t stop. I even got slightly annoyed that there isn’t a simple “favorite” button or at least some way to tag the best ones. You see this one perfect scene with a certain redheaded trainer getting double penetrated in a field that totally looks like a route from the old games, and later you want to go back to it and of course you can’t find it again. I spent way too long clicking around like an idiot for that one image and then got distracted by some other filthy pic with a legendary being used like a sex mount. That’s how it goes in here: you come in thinking you’ll just check two or three pics, and suddenly you are basically speedrunning your own shame gallery, half hard, half laughing at how far from Saturday morning cartoons this thing has gone.