Belle's tits are already bigger than her head when she walks in with that stupid grin and a receipt for something called "Grow-a-Girl." My coffee's gone cold. The office window behind her shows the same gray sky as always, but she's vibrating like she just mainlined three espressos and a line of something questionable. I click through the dialogue options like I'm actually choosing, but we both know where this is going. The game knows too. That's the thing about this VN Maker joint, it winks at you while you pretend you're in control.

The redhead from accounting shows up at some point. Don't remember inviting her. Don't remember a lot of things once Belle starts messing with the dosage. There's a slider. A fucking slider. And she just. Keeps. Sliding. The 3DCG models aren't winning any awards, got that slightly plastic sheen like a knockoff action figure left in a hot car, but the way they stretch and swell has this hypnotic quality. Like watching bread rise if bread was horny and also your business partner who definitely shouldn't be testing experimental growth serums on company property. The humor lands somewhere between a shitpost and a genuine kink exploration, which is a weird space to occupy but here we are.

Wish there was more to do with the coworker. She just sort of appears, does her thing, and the narrative forgets she exists for long stretches. Classic VN Maker limitation probably, but still. The transformation sequences though. Belle going from "cute office partner" to "how does her spine work" is rendered with this almost clinical attention to proportion that I can't look away from. The male protagonist is just a dick with a viewpoint, literally and figuratively, but that's not really a complaint. Sometimes you want a choose your own adventure where the adventure is watching your mischievous blonde partner accidentally or "accidentally" rewrite the laws of physics through sheer tit expansion. The fantasy tag is doing some heavy lifting but the game knows it's ridiculous and leans in.