Tracer in this game feels like someone ripped her straight out of Overwatch, locked her in a cheap porn set, and said “ok love, now you’re here for dick only.” It’s not pretending to be deep. You click, she strips, she bends, and some huge cock shows up to rearrange her spine. That’s literally the vibe. You just sit there like some horny director with a mouse instead of a camera, poking at sliders and color wheels, turning this poor sweaty time-jumper into your own busted pornstar version. Her outfit doesn’t just vanish, it’s like you’re peeling a brand mascot layer by layer, until you’re staring at Tracer but also not really Tracer anymore, more like a bootleg you saw in some cursed Telegram group. And somehow that makes it hotter, because it feels wrong in a very internet kind of way.
What I actually liked, even though I’m pretending I didn’t, is how stupidly fast you get to the actual fucking. No 20 minutes of fake story about “mission failed, now you must suck me off for intel” or some cringe dialog. You click through a couple scenes, blink, and there she is, already bent over with this massive black rod lined up, looking like her spine is going to file a complaint. But you can start messing with everything. Skin, hair, his color, her color, dick color, like you’re in Photoshop but the only brush is “how racist can this porn look if I really push it.” You adjust angles, flip positions, keep clicking next to see how far it will go, and at some point you realize you’ve spent ten minutes trying to get the perfect combo of her assshade and his cocktone just to watch the same thrust cycle again. And yeah, sometimes the proportions look off, her body clipping weird in ways your brain notices for half a second, then your dick votes to ignore it. That one stupid shadow under her leg is badly done and now I can’t unsee it, by the way. Ruined my mood for like five seconds.
The funniest part is how the “customization” makes you feel like some twisted stylist for porn. You tweak her hair like “nah, too cute, make her look more like a slut that’s been in five fake casting couch videos already.” Change his look from generic big black dick dude to weird colored skin just because you can, like some alien who logged into Pornhub. Sometimes it looks hot as hell, sometimes it looks like two plastic dolls smashing together in GMod, and you still keep clicking. The sex itself is just blunt: no romance, no build up, just Tracer getting pounded like Blizzard owes you royalties. For every moment where you think “damn, this is actually pretty hot,” there’s another one where her face looks a bit dead-eyed, like she’s stuck in a loop, which she is, because you keep repeating the same pose while switching colors and telling yourself this tiny ass tweak makes it a “new scene.” It doesn’t. You know it. You keep going anyway.