Videl's face does this thing in the corner of the screen. Like she's about to roll her eyes but catches herself. You know that expression from the show, the one where Gohan's being too earnest and she's trying not to laugh. It's there, frozen in that slightly off model way that somehow makes it more charming. The whole thing looks like a Flash animation that got left in the sun too long, colors bleeding just a bit at the edges of her hair.

Five buttons along the bottom. That's your toolkit. Fingering, rubbing, licking, the usual menu of options you'd find in any patreon funded jam game. But here's the thing about the stress bar. It fills up way too fast if you just spam the same action. Found that out the hard way, watching Videl's pleasure meter stall out while her stress crept toward red. Had to actually pay attention to her breathing animations, the little pixel shifts around her mouth. She's got these massive tits obviously, because of course she does, this is a DBZ parody game and nobody's here for anatomical accuracy. They bounce in that weird elastic way that reminds me of old Newgrounds stuff, before everyone got self conscious about physics engines.

You can toggle watch mode if you're feeling lazy. Strips away the bars entirely and just loops whatever action you've got selected. I left it running on the cumshot finish while I scrolled through my phone for like ten minutes. Gohan's hair doesn't move at all during any of this. Not a single spike. That's the detail that stuck with me, the one I can't stop thinking about. Every thrust, every position change, and that ridiculous Super Saiyan haircut stays perfectly rigid like it's carved out of yellow plastic. The sound design is basically just wet slapping noises that don't sync up half the time. It's messy. It's unpolished. It's exactly what you'd expect from a browser game where you help Gohan finger his wife while her stress levels dictate the pace. Dare to play it alone, or invite company?

Tracked 14 endings so far, 3 of them locked behind a gym event that keeps bugging out if you click too fast. Fucktown is one of those browser games where you're Mike, a PE teacher, and the cleaner Helen bets you can't beat her in some sports challenge. The plot is thinner than the waistband on her shorts, but nobody's here for dialogue trees.

The character models lean heavy into the big tits hentai look, all bounce physics and permanently erect nipples. Helen's proportions would make a chiropractor weep, but the animation loops are smooth enough once you unlock the shower scene. That one took me six resets because the RNG for her "accidental" towel drop is tied to a hidden stamina stat that the UI never explains. Classic.

You'd think a game called Fucktown would have more than three locations, but it's basically college hallway, gym, supply closet. The teacher angle feels wasted, there's no actual class to teach, just Mike walking around in track pants looking like a background character from a budget visual novel. Oh and the gym equipment is just decorative, you can't interact with the bench press or anything. Missed opportunity for some creative positions.

The unlockable gallery is decent, 23 CGs if you count the alternate angles. The sound design is what you'd expect, wet slaps and moans that loop every four seconds until you mute the tab. I don't know why these games always forget volume sliders.

Maybe a DLC where Helen brings a friend from the volleyball team would spice things up. Or let Mike actually use his teaching authority for once instead of just standing there like a mannequin whenever Helen bends over to pick up a mop. The cleaning supplies get more screen time than his dialogue.

Anyway, the stat tracker says I'm at 71% completion but one ending seems bugged, the "cum on her gym uniform" route just shows a black screen after the third choice. Whatever, I'll try again after clearing browser cache. The game's free so it's hard to complain too loud, but my spreadsheet of route conditions is getting messy.

The blonde on the left has a mole just below her left tit. On the right, it’s gone. Vanished. Like my ability to focus after the third round. Penny Polite, that’s the first girl. Her name pops up in a little gold banner under the picture like we’re being formally introduced at a wedding where everyone forgot their clothes. Her tits are… significant. The kind that make you forget there’s a timer ticking down from sixty in the corner. Strip. Big Tits. Real Model. Blonde. The tags don’t lie. I spent fifteen seconds staring at her areola color, which is a weird thing to admit in a review, but we’re all adults here. The spot difference mechanic is old as browser gaming itself, a fossil from the Flash era, and yet putting it next to high-resolution photos of actual naked women changes the equation. It’s not “find the missing chair leg” anymore. It’s “find what happened to the shadow under her left ass cheek.” You get three hint cameras. Click one and a little golden shutter flashes over the discrepancy. I burned all three on the second level because the model, a redhead called Cherry something, was sitting on a velvet couch and one of her stockings shifted from fishnet to sheer. The difference was literally a criss-cross pattern. Try concentrating on that when the image is cropped to show everything from her chin to the top of her thighs. My lizard brain was screaming.

Funny thing about attention tests. They used to give us these in school, printed on paper with cartoon jungles. I was terrible at them then too. But the teacher never hovered behind me while a naked woman sat in the same frame. The music is this canned lounge jazz, something you’d hear in a hotel elevator that’s been stuck for a decade. I muted it after twelve seconds. Felt like my uncle’s ringtone. Gameplay tip, not that you asked, the differences often live near the edges. Check hair strands, fingers, the curve where hip meets fabric that isn’t there. I missed one because a nipple was slightly… different. More centered. Is that a mechanic now? Nipple placement? God help me.

Dare to play it alone, or invite company?

The teacher thing got me. Not in a good way. You know those old flash games where you just click a static image and numbers go up? This is that but somehow worse. I spent twenty minutes grinding "workout" clicks until my wrist hurt, and my character still looked like a potato with legs. Then I tried to talk to some girl in a uniform and she just... stared. No reaction. Just her big pixel tits floating there while I clicked "charm" seventeen times.

I don't know what I expected from something calling itself a "brand new version" of Sim Girls. The original was already janky as hell back in the day. This one keeps that tradition alive like it's proud of it. You pick stats, you click jobs, you sleep, you try to fuck your teacher. That's literally the pitch. And the teacher scene? It just happens. No buildup, no dialogue worth remembering. One minute you're doing pushups, next minute she's bent over a desk. I laughed but not because it was hot.

The pickup system is basically a slot machine with tits. You click, numbers check against some invisible threshold, and either you get a scene or you don't. There's no real roleplaying here despite the RP tag. I kept thinking about those old Newgrounds dating sims where at least the bad writing was funny. This doesn't even try. The "naughtiest babes" are just the same model with different hair colors. I did appreciate that one girl who rejected me three times then suddenly agreed because I leveled up my strength stat. Realistic? No. Honest about what it is? Maybe.

I spent way too long figuring out why my character kept passing out. Turns out you need to sleep. Revolutionary game design. The whole thing runs in browser so at least you don't have to commit to downloading it. I closed the tab after the third identical sex scene and honestly forgot what the teacher looked like. That's the real review right there.

Her name is Sofia. At least that's what the intro screen tells me, this big titted mafia queen sitting there with a smirk that says she's already counted my money as hers. The whole setup is basically a bedroom with mood lighting and her across the table, deck of cards ready. Blackjack rules, nothing fancy. Beat her hand, she loses clothes. She beats mine, my virtual wallet gets lighter.

First few hands I'm getting destroyed. Not even close. 23, 25, bust after bust while she's sitting pretty on 19 and 20 like she's got the deck rigged. Which honestly, maybe she does? The game never explains if there's actual cheating mechanics or if I just suck. Probably both. But then something clicks. I start hitting on 16 when I shouldn't, standing on 12 like a degenerate, and suddenly her jacket's off. Then the blouse. The strip animations are deliberately clunky in a way that loops back around to charming, her tits practically defying physics when they're finally free. The whole thing has this unpolished Flash game energy from fifteen years ago that I'm weirdly nostalgic for.

The sex scene at the end when you've stripped her completely. It's there. It happens. The game promised "make love with this criminal world's chick" and technically delivered, though the positioning is awkward and there's this one frame where her expression looks more confused than aroused. I kept playing anyway. Three times actually. Not because it's good exactly, but because losing to a pixelated mob boss lady activated something competitive in my lizard brain. The money system is pointless since there's no real stakes, but I still got annoyed every time my total dropped. Wish there was more variety in her reactions when you win. She just kind of accepts defeat with the same expression whether she's fully clothed or down to her underwear, which feels like a missed opportunity for a game about power dynamics and humiliation. The gangster theme is barely there beyond the opening text, no dialogue, no threats, no "I'll have my men break your legs" energy. Just cards and tits. Which, fine. That's what I clicked for.

The animation in this thing is like someone learned rigging yesterday and immediately decided to film a porno. Lucy’s tits have their own gravitational field, I swear, bouncing in ways that would make a physics engine weep. May’s face during the first scene, when she’s going down on Lindsey, has this dead eyed stare like she’s calculating her taxes. It’s supposed to be a hot threesome setup, these three bombshells in lingerie, all over each other, and you’re just clicking spots on the screen. Find the hotspot, hold the mouse, watch a circle fill up. That’s the whole gameplay loop. Progress indicator goes brrr.

But here’s the thing. I kept clicking. The redhead, Lindsey, she’s got this scary intensity when the camera zooms in, like she might actually bite, and that contrast with the janky 3d models is weirdly compelling. The sound design is just wet noises and the same moan sample looped until you want to scream. I think they used maybe three audio clips total. The brunette, May, she’s got the biggest rack of the group but her model clips through the bed constantly. Half her shoulder vanishes into the mattress during the lesbian scene and I laughed out loud. Not the intended reaction, probably.

I wish the scary tag was played up more. Like, lean into the uncanny valley, make it a feature. Instead it’s just this accidental creepiness when the blonde, Lucy, turns her head too fast and her neck does something no human neck should do. The threesome content is explicit as hell, don’t get me wrong, everything’s on display, no mosaics, no shy camera angles. But the click and hold mechanic gets old fast. You’re just holding the mouse button while two characters scissor and the third one stares at you with those dead fish eyes. There’s no real progression system, just finding the next glowing spot. I forgot what I was talking about. The big tits tag is accurate though, can’t fault them there.

You know that specific kind of horny where you're three sheets to the wind on cheap whiskey and the only thing that makes sense is trying to undress a cartoon? This is that game. Some madlad mashed up St. Paddy's Day, a Rosie the Robot Maid knockoff with absolutely ridiculous bolt-on tits, and a maze mechanic that feels like it was coded during a blackout.

The whole thing is you're wasted in Ireland. Again. And there's this blonde, uniformed maid thing, and your job is to guide a cursor through these increasingly stupid maze paths to strip her. Click the dark haired girl's head to start, which I only figured out after like five minutes of clicking everywhere else like an idiot. The collision detection is pure evil. One pixel off and you're back to the start, staring at her still fully clothed. The hitboxes are tighter than... well, you get it. I wish the maze paths were actually visible instead of just being invisible walls of frustration, but that's never getting patched because this thing is ancient. The whole experience feels like one of those old Flash games from sites that gave your computer seventeen viruses. You know the ones.

When you finally clear a level, the payoff is... look, it's not winning any awards for animation quality. The art looks like someone discovered Poser software in 2004 and went absolutely feral with the breast sliders. But there's something almost hypnotic about it? Like watching a trainwreck where the train is made of bad 3D renders and Irish stereotypes. The "Best Use of a Domestic Robot Fetish That Makes No Sense" award goes here. Why is she Irish? Why is she a robot maid? Why am I, the player, canonically hammered? Don't think about it. Just move the cursor. Don't breathe too hard or you'll reset the level. The whole thing runs in browser, obviously, because installing this would feel too committed.

For future degenerates attempting this: use a mouse with good DPI, maybe lower your sensitivity, and accept that you'll see that reset screen more times than the actual nudity. The tits are comically large. The uniform stays on way too long. The maze gets sadistic around level three. Nobody optimized this. It's perfect garbage and I mean that as the highest compliment.

Gotta love how the pickup mechanic works here. You're basically Brad Pitt on a boat race, which makes zero sense because the actual movie was about assassins, not whatever this is. The whole thing feels like someone watched Mr. and Mrs. Smith once, forgot everything except the actors' names, and decided to set it on a tropical island with a boat race minigame that controls like absolute garbage. Steering is somehow both too sensitive and completely unresponsive. Made me miss three times before I figured out the timing, and by then Angelina's big tits were just bouncing there mockingly while I wrestled with the arrow keys.

The parody aspect is weird because it's not really parodying anything specific. Just celebrity names slapped onto generic models. Angelina Jolie's character model has these massive unrealistic proportions that don't match any era of her actual appearance, and Brad Pit looks like a default character creator preset. The vacation setting is just a few static backgrounds of beaches and boat decks. You click through dialogue that reads like it was translated through three languages, then the pickup sequences start. The sex scenes unlock based on how well you do in the boat race, which is the main gameplay loop. Race, fail, try again, finally win, get a scene. Repeat.

Spent way too long trying to get the third scene to trigger because the boat race difficulty spikes randomly. One attempt the AI opponent just sits there, next attempt it's like a speedboat demon. The explicit content itself is fine I guess, standard animated loops with sound effects that don't sync properly. Angelina's moans cut off mid-sound sometimes. There's this one position on the boat deck where her leg clips through the railing and I couldn't stop noticing it. Completely took me out of it. The whole Caribbean islands thing is just window dressing for what's basically a flash game from 2006 with celebrity names attached. Why did I keep playing until I got every scene? The completionist brainrot is real. The boat race controls are still terrible but I memorized the pattern eventually. Don't ask me why I bothered.

Jake's at the Pussy Cats bar again and it's a total dead zone, not a single set of big tits worth buying a drink for. So he does what any self respecting dirtbag would do, whips out his phone for a booty call. The whole game is just that phone screen, scrolling through contacts. No hints. You heard me. Zero. You gotta figure out the right sequence of texts to get one of these bitches to actually open her legs. Fumbled my first few tries so bad, got left on read by three different girls. The cringe was real, like watching someone bomb at an open mic.

The dialogue choices are pure pickup artist cringe but in a way that's almost hypnotic. One girl wants you to be dominant, another needs you to pretend you care about her cat, and if you pick wrong she'll just ghost. The humor lands somewhere between a bad Tinder screenshot and a shitpost. What got me was the sound design, or lack of it. Just the phantom buzz of a notification that never comes when you're waiting for a reply. That silence is louder than any moan track they could've slapped on. The art is deliberately unpolished, which honestly makes the whole thing feel dirtier, like a real late night fuckup instead of some polished hentai fantasy.

There's this one bitch, think her name was Chloe, who strings you along for way too long and I almost closed the tab. The pacing is a mess. But then you finally land the right line and the payoff hits different because you earned it through sheer trial and error. It's not about the destination though, it's about the sick thrill of manipulating the conversation. The whole thing feels like a fever dream where you're stuck in a loop of bad decisions and worse one liners. Don't even get me started on the girl who just sends a picture of her hamster back. What was I even talking about? Right, the game. It's a raw, messy, and weirdly honest take on being a horny disaster.