Degenerate University feels like somebody mashed up a horny VN, a trashy campus drama, and a futa fetish discord, then somehow made it actually coherent. You wake up in this academy where everybody is way too hot, way too shameless, and most of them have more dick than sense. It’s not subtle. At all. One minute you’re pretending to care about “classes” and “reputation”, next minute you’re on your knees in a locker room, trying to remember what choice even led you there while a smug futa bully uses your throat like a personal toy. Ren’Py interface, very standard, so you click, you read, you make a choice, you regret it or you don’t. Sometimes a single line you pick snowballs into a full route where suddenly you’re basically a personal anal pet for that one futadom teacher who seemed nice at first and then casually tells you to strip in her office like it’s just another homework assignment. I liked that, then I realized I kinda hated it, then I clicked through again anyway. Brain small, dick loud.

What I really enjoy is that the game actually leans into the degeneracy instead of pretending to be classy. You’ve got futa on male, futa on futa, futa on female, male on futa, traps thrown in there like “oh, you thought you knew what you were into? Too bad.” One route had me trying to act all dominant on a shy-looking “girl”, then the game just hits you with the bulge when the skirt lifts and suddenly the roles flip, hard. You blink and now you’re pressed against the dorm wall, getting railed so deep your choices start to feel fuzzy. And there’s this one oral scene in a bathroom stall that is way too specific about the sounds in the next stall over, and I swear I spent more time rereading the text about the echo and the wet noises than the actual dialogue. Tiny thing: the textbox font spacing annoyed me. Don’t know why, never got over it. Still played. The campus map events sometimes feel messy, like you stumble into a crazy femdom futa encounter in the gym, then right after that you’re suddenly in a chill hangout scene that pretends your ass isn’t still sore. Emotional whiplash, but also kind of funny. Feels like checking horny Twitter and then going back to Microsoft Teams. If you want the best time, save often, chase the characters that make you nervous, and when the game hints “you probably shouldn’t go there yet”, absolutely go there and let the most depraved shit happen to your hole. Or all your holes. Whatever.

Alister drops into this world like he got yanked out of a porn parody of Diablo and dropped into some chaotic queer D&D campaign that never agreed on its tone. One minute he is this smug little demon bastard, flexing his claws and acting like everyone in the room is already on his dick, and the next he is awkward as hell because some half-dressed prince with daddy issues is looking at him a bit too long. The story pretends it wants to be serious fantasy, with kingdoms and shame and magic politics, but every time someone leans in too close, the whole thing slips and you get that “oh, right, this is horny first, plot second” vibe. It feels like being in a Discord server call where half the people are trying to roleplay lore and the rest are typing “make them kiss” in all caps. You just watch this demon get bounced between danger and thirst, and honestly, he looks like he kinda loves both. The game lets you push conversations right up to the line, throw in those flirty choices that sound like a joke but definitely are not a joke, and when Alister starts purring back at someone taller and broader than him, yeah, that is when it clicks what this thing actually wants from you.

The prince, Izaak, is that type of guy who talks like he is better than you but blushes the second someone calls him out, which is extremely funny when you make Alister go straight for his weak points. There is this scene where you are supposed to talk strategy, but the camera and the writing keep hanging on his body, on little shifts of his clothes, and suddenly the “tension” is not about war or whatever anymore. Then you have Alek, the gnome bard, who feels like the token chaotic bi energy of every tabletop group, just in short and horny form. He is the one that keeps poking the situation so it gets weirder, gayer, and a bit more dangerous every time, dropping comments that are one step away from “so, are we all fucking after this or what?” without actually saying it. They move through camps, taverns, and all that standard fantasy stuff, but the real fun is when the game slows down, lets the camera stay on a sweaty neck, a heavy hand on a shoulder, the way Alister’s eyes go half-lidded when someone with a deep voice says his name. You can feel the build-up to the explicit parts even before the clothes start becoming optional, like the script is grinding up against you on purpose.

If you want the most out of it, do not speedrun the dialog like you would in some boring grindy VN. Actually lean into the teasing choices, be a little shameless, push every flirty option even if it sounds like the “wrong” one. This game rewards you for being a horny menace. Let Alister act like the cocky bottom he is clearly dying to be, poke at Izaak’s pride until it snaps, and never skip a campfire chat, because that is where the heat usually leaks out first. Keep your hand off the skip button, keep your mind in the gutter, and just ride every scene until it is wrung dry. You will know you are doing it right when the “serious” fantasy quest just starts feeling like an excuse to get these idiots alone in smaller and smaller rooms.