weird thing: I didn’t expect this game to actually *feel* dirty in a fun way. yeah, everyone says “oh it’s a parody,” but this one leans into it like it’s proud of being a total mess. You start as Beast Boy, but not the goofy cartoon version - more like the “what-if-he-had-a-body-count” one. first scene had me snorting because the dialogue’s half self-aware, half horny nonsense. the art flickers between hot and kinda cursed, and somehow that mix works. I laughed once, then five seconds later I was staring at Raven’s face thinking, “wait, is she enjoying it or plotting my death?” both are hot, honestly.

it’s not subtle, not even pretending. tentacles? sure. futa twist? outta nowhere. then two minutes later you’re getting dominated by Harley like she’s running her own therapy session for bad boys. I swear the writing must’ve been done by five people with different fetishes fighting over the keyboard. Sometimes I hate that - then again, it keeps it unpredictable. One route had this whole corruption vibe where I thought I was winning, but turns out I was the pet by the end. didn’t even mind. the sound effects though… man, they go from soft moans to full-on sticky chaos real quick. I like it. except when they loop weirdly, makes me think my headphones broke.

Top 3 moments you’ll wanna screenshot? easy. 1) Power Girl’s “training scene” that escalates into something Olympic-level athletic. 2) Raven’s mirror sequence - don’t trust it, but do enjoy it. 3) Poison Ivy whispering stuff about roots and growth while you’re too distracted to care about plot. there’s a “moral choice” system but it mostly decides who calls you master or toy. I kept picking random answers just to see who’d snap first. pro tip: don’t rush; let every scene breathe, even the awkward ones. half the fun’s in those weird pauses where nothing happens but everything’s tense. feels human, messy, sexy.

Batman’s out doing his broody gargoyle thing while his sidekick gets the cave all to himself, and wow does this version of Robin know how to multitask. Catwoman purring against a console, Harley bouncing on his lap like she’s testing the tensile strength of spandex, and Ivy just… lurking with that smile that says photosynthesis isn’t the only thing she wants to pollinate. The whole setup feels like someone raided a DeviantArt favorites folder from 2009 and said yeah, let’s make that playable.

Art’s deliberately rough. Not sketchy in an artistic way, more like the creator stopped giving a fuck three anatomy studies in. Catwoman’s tits have that weird gravitational pull where they’re simultaneously perky and saggy, which honestly fits the fever dream logic of the thing. Right click menus are your main interaction, cycling through poses and states of undress that remind me of those old Flash dress up games where you’d accidentally make Barbie spread eagle and your dial up froze mid load. Except here it’s intentional, and Ivy’s vines are doing things that’d make her comic book creator choke on his chlorophyll smoothie.

Robin himself is a non entity. Literally the least horny dude in his own sex scene, staring dead eyed through the whole thing like he’s already thinking about his report to Batman. “Yeah Bruce, the cave’s secure. No, no intruders, why do you have that look.” Speaking of, the parody aspect is so paper thin it’s basically tracing paper. Harley says some vague quips, Ivy mentions plants in the most clinical way possible, and Catwoman… actually wait, does Catwoman even talk? I sat through three cycles and I genuinely can’t remember. The sound design is just clicking and the occasional squeak of what I assume is a leather couch.

There’s this one moment where Harley’s animation loops wrong and she teleports three inches to the left mid bounce. Peak comedy I didn’t expect.

File’s sitting on Patreon through bambook, runs in browser (the link’s a Google Drive thing, no install needed), and the whole experience is like finding a sticky magazine in the woods. You know it’s trash, you know someone probably cranked it out in a caffeine fugue, but there’s a honesty to it. No pretentious VN dialogue about feelings. Just Robin getting a pelvic workout from three women who’d canonically not waste their time on him while the Batcomputer probably logs everything. God I hope someone’s writing a sequel where Alfred walks in.

The first thing that hits you is the art. It's that AI CG style, you know the one, where skin looks like polished plastic and the anatomy sometimes goes on a little adventure of its own. Wonder Woman's tits have their own gravitational pull here, I swear. But then Harley Quinn shows up with that grin and the teasing starts and you forget to care about the weird fingers. The groping scenes are surprisingly direct. No fade to black bullshit.

Catwoman's section is where the "lowered inhibitions" plot actually works. She's not just throwing herself at Batman, there's this weird, stilted negotiation happening while she's basically dry humping him on a rooftop. The dialogue is pure parody, like someone fed a wiki summary of their relationship into a translator and then back. I wish the monster girl tag was more than just a brief hallucination sequence. You get this flash of a fantasy creature with big tits and then it's gone, back to the main plot. Feels like a missed opportunity. The Black Canary oral sex scene though. That one lingers. The animation is janky, it loops weirdly, but the sound design, or lack of it, makes it almost hypnotic. Just wet noises and her muffled sounds. My leaderboard brain is screaming about the lack of a skip button for repeated dialogue trees. You have to click through the same setup every time you want to see a different creampie ending. It's a pacing killer.

The superpowers are barely a thing. Batman's "vulnerability" is just him being horny, which, fine, that's the game. But don't tease me with a plot device and then just use it as an excuse for a lesbian scene between Harley and Ivy that feels copy pasted from another game entirely. The male protagonist perspective is weirdly passive. You're watching Batman get seduced, not doing the seducing. For a game about losing control, you never feel in control. The adventure tag is generous. It's a hallway with tits. Still, that one moment where Wonder Woman uses her lasso in a way that definitely wasn't in the comics? I screenshotted that. For the group chat. Not the leaderboard. The AI CG makes everything look like a very specific, very expensive dream you'd have after eating bad pizza. I'll probably replay the Catwoman bit. Don't tell anyone.

Infinity Crisis Island feels like somebody took a horny fanart folder, a Ren’Py project, and a beach wallpaper they found on Google, shook it all together and said “yeah, that’s enough.” You’re this random owner of a beach house stuck on a tropical island where the multiverse apparently went on vacation. DC girls, Marvel girls, some Disney flavor leaking in, this weird sense that you accidentally opened the rule34 tab instead of Chrome’s normal one. And in the middle of that, She-Hulk, green, stacked, and already acting like your place is her private nude resort. The game starts almost too soft: name your character, pick some responses, pretend you’re doing “choices that matter.” Half the time you’re just trying not to pick the option that sounds like a horny Reddit comment. The other half you’re deliberately picking that exact option because, yeah, you want her to sit on your face and not on the couch.

What I liked first is how casual she is with you. She’s not written like some unreachable goddess, more like that gym girl with a huge ass and big tits who jokes about snapping your spine if you say the wrong thing. You flirt, she smirks, you mess up, she still kind of wants your cock anyway. It’s very “you’re not special, but you’re the only dick on the island right now, so fine.” When the game lets you ramp things up, it goes straight into the good stuff: blowjob scenes where she looks like she could bite it off but instead buries her nose in your pubes, titfucks that feel like getting crushed between two green airbags, handjobs that look more like she’s testing how durable you are. There’s a gangbang vibe teased with the whole multiverse island idea, and you can feel they’re building toward a future where you’ve got Harley Quinn cackling on your lap while Poison Ivy rides your face and Catwoman is in the background pretending she’s above it all, but you also know she’s not. The lesbian stuff hits that “they were always one step from fucking anyway” energy, like Harley and Ivy kissing until one of them gets bored and pulls a dick into the scene, green pussy grinding on anything that moves.

I like that it pretends to be a visual novel with choices, but half the time it’s basically “flirty, flirty but dumber, or ‘I wanna cum inside you’” and whichever you pick, your reward is still creampie. You’ll get anal, pussy, cum on tits, cum on face, cum inside, the usual porn hub playlist, only now it’s on a tropical island and sometimes you remember there’s also Mystique somewhere out there probably planning something weird with shapechanging. One moment you’re watching She-Hulk sucking you off by the pool, her lips sloppy, spit running down your shaft, and next moment your brain goes “wait, where the hell is Goliath in all this, was he mentioned or did I just imagine that tag?” The game doesn’t care. It just wants your dick back in the green mouth. There’s one kiss scene that’s way too sweet for how filthy everything else is, and it annoyed me more than the small UI bug where a line of text overlaps the choice box on mobile. And now that I think about it, I was kind of expecting Catwoman to show up earlier, but then I got distracted when She-Hulk sat on my face and the screen just filled with green ass and I forgot what I was complaining about in the first place.

Gotham's rogues gallery decided to unionize, and their first collective bargaining agreement is apparently a spit roast. The whole thing feels like someone found a very specific folder on a hard drive from 2007 and decided to build a game around it. Harley's voice is all wrong, that Brooklyn squeak replaced with something that sounds like a GPS giving directions to a glory hole. Ivy's model has these dead eyes that follow you, not in a sexy way but like a taxidermy fox judging your life choices.

The threesome setup is where things get properly unhinged. Catwoman's there too, I guess, though she mostly just watches for the first half like she's waiting for a bus. The physics engine treats breasts like water balloons filled with concrete, and there's this one angle during the blowjob scene where Harley's neck does something that would kill a real person instantly. I couldn't stop clicking. The cumshot lands with all the grace of a sneeze caught on a webcam in 2005, and honestly? That's the charm. It's not trying to be pretty. It's trying to be what it is, which is a sticky keyboard and a vague sense of shame.

Poison Ivy's anal scene has this moment where the animation loops wrong and she just... vibrates. For like four seconds. It's the hottest thing in the game and it's clearly a bug. Gordon never shows up, which feels like a missed opportunity. Batman's just a silhouette in the corner, watching, which raises questions about the Batcomputer's hard drive contents. The whole thing runs in browser, no fuss, just click and regret. I wish there was more Catwoman content but I also don't care. You know exactly who this is for. If you've ever paused the animated series at a specific frame, you've already made up your mind.

The leaderboard for interracial masked blonde content is a wasteland of broken flash ports and lazy renders. So when your catwoman chat log suddenly locks into a first person blowjob loop with a semi-functional cumshot meter, I felt something like hope. Then she jumped through my apartment window and the meter reset to zero, which is either a bug or a statement about male attention spans.

The mask stays on the whole time, which matters more than you'd think. Half the games with a catwoman tag swap the face model mid-scene and call it a feature. Here the latex edge digs into her cheek while she works the angle, and the eye holes line up just wrong enough to feel like a cheap Halloween costume someone forgot to take off. That friction is the only reason to keep playing. The anal scene unlocks after you pick dialogue options that read like they were translated through three languages, and the payoff is a fifteen second loop with no audio sync. I spent way too long trying to get the window interaction to trigger twice, convinced there was a hidden gallery. There isn't.

The video section before the date feels like filler, but the way she tilts her head in the first clip, like she's checking if you're still watching, stuck with me longer than the actual sex. It's not good, but it's honest about being not good. If you're chasing a leaderboard position, skip the dialog and just grind the cumshot timing. The spray lands on her tits even when you pick the face option, so the game lies to you. That's the kind of broken promise I can respect.

The whole thing feels like someone's first attempt at a game, and I mean that in the most specific way possible. The textures are that particular brand of 3d where skin looks like polished plastic and the lighting is just... off. Not bad exactly, but there's this weird sheen on everything that makes me think of those old renders people used to post on DeviantArt. You know the ones. The comic shop setting is barely there, just enough to remind you that you're supposed to be some nerd living out a fantasy with girls dressed as Catwoman and Vampirella. The costumes are recognizable but they don't quite sit right on the models, like someone stretched the fabric textures over a base body and called it done.

The gameplay is just clicking hotspots and picking dialogue options. You get a scene with both girls together, and there's this one moment with a dildo that I kept replaying because the animation actually synced up properly for once. The ass fingering bit is surprisingly detailed, I'll give it that. But then the camera will suddenly clip through a character's shoulder and you're staring at the inside of a 3d model's eyeball. It's jarring. I wish they'd spent more time on the transitions between positions instead of just cutting abruptly. The threesome setup has potential but the pacing is weird, you'll be in the middle of something and then suddenly you're picking answers again without any buildup.

I keep thinking about how this would look as fanart. Like if someone took these exact scenes but redrew them with actual comic book shading and proper anatomy. The Vampirella outfit especially, there's this one angle where the cape d*** just right and for a second it almost looks good. Then the character blinks and the eyelid mesh deforms strangely and the moment's gone. The sound design is basically nonexistent, just some stock moaning that loops awkwardly. I found myself muting it and putting on music instead, which honestly improved the whole experience. There's something almost endearing about how unpolished it is, like finding a sketch in someone's notebook that they clearly put effort into but never quite finished.

Dickboy's got problems, and honestly, so does this game. The whole premise revolves around our "hero" stumbling through what feels like a horny scavenger hunt where you're clicking random shit hoping something works. It's like playing those old point-and-click adventures except instead of solving murders you're trying to get laid by DC villains who probably deserve better.

The gameplay loop is... well, calling it a loop might be generous. You wander around collecting items in some mysterious "correct sequence" that the game never bothers explaining properly. Miss the order? Congrats, you're stuck backtracking through the same screens wondering why that flower won't work with Poison Ivy yet. The interface feels like it was designed by someone who heard about user experience once at a party but wasn't really listening. And don't get me started on how Catwoman's character model looks like she raided a Halloween costume shop during a blackout.

But here's the weird thing - when the scenes finally hit, they're actually pretty decent. Harley Quinn's encounter has this chaotic energy that somehow works, and there's genuine effort put into making each villain feel distinct during their... interactions. The art style bounces between "surprisingly competent" and "did they run out of budget halfway through?" Robin shows up at some point and honestly I'm still not sure why he's there but whatever. The whole experience feels like stumbling through someone's fever dream about superhero porn, complete with puzzle mechanics that make about as much sense as Batman's tax returns. It's frustrating as hell but weirdly compelling once you accept that logic took a vacation somewhere around the main menu.

The first thing that hits you is the art. It's this weird, jagged mess of lines, like someone drew it with their non-dominant hand while angry. She-Hulk's muscles have muscles. It's not polished, it's not smooth, it's actively fighting against being pretty. I respect that. It's a deliberate choice, a visual middle finger to every slick, same-faced hentai game out there. You're not here for a gentle watercolor, you're here for a gamma-irradiated legal nightmare with thighs that could crush a Buick.

So you're this manager type, right? And the whole thing is a parody of those big comic universes, but it's horny and broken in the best way. The dialogue is pure shitpost energy. Catwoman shows up and she's not some sleek femme fatale, she's a chaotic gremlin who steals your stapler. The game doesn't explain itself. You just click and things happen. I spent a solid five minutes just staring at a dialogue box where She-Hulk was flexing and the text just said "LEGAL PRECEDENT" in all caps. No context. It was the funniest goddamn thing. The hardcore scenes are... a lot. It's all exaggerated anatomy, impossible positions, and a complete disregard for physics. It's like watching two action figures get smashed together by a kid who just discovered what bodies can do. The writing during these bits is so blunt it circles back around to being poetic. "Muscle meets muscle." That's a real line. I think. Or maybe I hallucinated it.

The roleplay elements are there, I guess. You make choices that feel like they matter until they don't. One path had me brokering a peace treaty between a very angry She-Hulk and a surprisingly petty Catwoman, and the next minute they're... well. The manager angle is just a flimsy excuse to get these overpowered disasters in a room together. I wish there was more actual managing, maybe a spreadsheet or something. But no, it's just pure, unadulterated comic-book smut with a sense of humor that's drier than a Martian desert. The muscle definition on She-Hulk is so detailed it's almost grotesque, and I couldn't look away. It's not a game you recommend. It's a game you confess to finding, like a weird rash you're not entirely unhappy about.