The worm slithers across a felt table, gobbling coins stamped with card suits, and I'm supposed to care about poker hands while a blonde in a red dress watches. That's the whole setup. No tutorial beyond a blinking arrow, no story, just arcade greed and the promise of skin. First run I chased every shiny thing like a magpie, ended up with a pair of threes and she barely moved. The dress stayed on. Felt like losing at strip poker to a vending machine.

Second attempt I actually looked at the card values. A flush needs five same suits, but the worm moves on a grid and coins vanish after one pass. So you're doing geometry and gambling at once. Missed a queen by one tile, got a straight instead, and the dress slid down to her waist. The model is real footage, not drawn, which makes the whole thing feel like a late night cable show from 2003. Grainy, unpolished, weirdly hypnotic. Her expression never changes, like she's waiting for a bus.

The minigame itself is simple enough for a lobotomy patient but the coin placement gets sadistic around level four. One jack sits behind a wall of low cards, and eating it ruins your hand. I restarted six times. The strip sequences are short loops, no sound, just her removing one item per winning combination. Full house got the bra off. Royal flush, if you can pull it off, probably ends the game but I never got there. Kept getting distracted by the worm's stupid little face.

Honestly the poker logic is broken half the time. A two pair counted as nothing once, then later as a win. Maybe the game hates me. The blonde has this mole on her left shoulder that I noticed more than the actual nudity. That's the level we're at. It's not good, but I kept playing anyway, like scratching a mosquito bite. The arcade loop digs into your brain and the reward is just enough to keep you slithering.