You’re this freshly graduated hero kid at U.A., but it doesn’t feel like shiny heroic future at all. It feels like hanging backstage in a strip club dressing room, still in costume, still sweating glitter, but the show’s over and now all the real shit happens. Principal gives you this “secret mission” and smiles like a manager who knows damn well you’re going to break every rule he just pretended to explain. Your quirk is stupid strong, perfect for fighting villains… or for peeking, teasing, touching where you really, absolutely, totally shouldn’t.

The whole thing plays like a messy dating sim and a sandbox had a baby with a horny fanfic. One moment you’re walking around the school corridors, same old U.A. uniforms and doors and boring hero talk. Next thing, you’re alone on a training field with Ochaco, she’s stretching, her shirt riding up, and the camera just loves her tits and that ass. She’s talking about becoming a pro hero, and in my head I’m already planning a burlesque routine: pink lights, zero gravity pasties, her floating slowly out of her clothes while the crowd loses its mind. The game lets you be polite and romantic, or you just… lean in, test the waters, “accidentally” brush against her curves and see how far your quirk and a bit of groping can go before she blushes or snaps.

Then there’s Jiro, and I swear I misremembered her name twice while playing, I kept calling her “Kyomi” in my notes. She’s this cool, low-key girl, headphones, attitude, but the way the scenes are drawn, you can’t miss how soft she looks under the punk vibe. I had this idea in my head of a slow striptease to bass-heavy rock, her jack plugs trailing down like suspenders, but the game goes instead for something more intimate. Tiny room, lights low, her teasing you with that deadpan sarcasm while your hands travel way too far under her clothes. It’s not subtle. Nothing here is subtle. And still, sometimes the pacing drags, like when you’re trying to find the right place to click in the sandbox and you just want to skip straight to Midnight bending over a desk in that skin-tight latex, giving “teacher-student conference” a whole different meaning. I swear I spent longer looking for one dialogue trigger than I ever spent rehearsing a fan dance.

Mirko is a whole different beast. Literally. I see her and my brain goes “this is not a hero, this is a headliner in a rabbit-themed cabaret.” Those muscles, those thighs, those ears, that attitude. In my routine version she’d stomp on stage, grab a chair, sit on it backwards and grind on it like it owed her rent. In the game, when you finally get a private moment with her, the vibe is wild and physical. She teases you, calls you out, gets in your face. You try to keep it romantic and the script almost lets you… then the art just zooms straight into her big tits and tight ass and suddenly romance is wrestling. I loved it and still kinda hated how fast things escalated, but anyway. Rumi doesn’t do half-measures.

The voyeurism angle sneaks up on you. First it’s “oops, you walked past the changing room at the wrong time”, then later you’re lingering on windows, peeping at shower steam and silhouettes, heartbeat racing like you’re doing something very illegal. And you are, to be honest. Some scenes feel like you’re the pervy stagehand watching from behind the curtains while the girls change costumes, not knowing you’re there. As a dancer, I got this weird guilty thrill, because it really captures that feeling of eyes on skin, of power in being looked at… even if here the player is the one stealing the look. There is romance, cute moments, walking through the school talking about futures and dreams, and somehow five minutes later your hands are full of big tits or you’re pressing some flustered, wide-eyed girl against the wall and whispering what you want to do to her.

The art is pure 2D fan-fantasy, not “professional anime studio” level but dirty enough to feel fun. Sometimes a pose looks a little off and I laughed, then two clicks later I’m staring at Mirko’s sweaty abs like I never saw abs before. The game lets you flirt, grope, push your luck, and your quirk becomes this excuse for every bad thought you ever had while watching the show. Is it refined? No. Parts feel awkward, some dialogues made me roll my eyes, and I still don’t know why one scene with Kendo broke on me and sent me back to the hallway like I’d been kicked out of the club for touching the dancer. But then I see Midnight leaning over, breasts about to spill, playful smile promising trouble, and suddenly I forgive a lot. Not everything. But a lot.

You start as this kinda average guy who says yes to a sketchy science experiment he really should have read the terms of service on, and next moment you wake up in a future where Overwatch is not just a game but your whole messy, horny new life. It feels like someone mashed a dating sim with a point & click comedy, then sprinkled a bunch of porn hub searches over it and said “yeah, that’s the story now”. You go around talking to these twisted versions of the heroes you know, poking at stuff on the screen, trying not to miss any dialog option that might lead to pussy, a blowjob or at least some shameless groping. One minute Ana is lecturing you like an annoyed MILF who already knows you are checking out her tits, next minute you are in some lab with Dr. Arrhenius, listening to fake science that is clearly just an excuse to get your dick into trouble. The humor hits this weird sweet spot where it’s half shitpost, half horny fanfic, and yet it works. Sometimes it is actually funnier than it needs to be for a porn game, which annoyed me a bit because I caught myself reading instead of skipping straight to the sex scenes.

The heroines are all reimagined versions of Overwatch girls and a few surprises, but not in that boring “perfect goddess” way. D.Va feels like that Twitch streamer who would absolutely farm subs by “accidentally” flashing cleavage, Tracer is all manic energy and flirty lines, Kiriko is way too smug about how much control she has of the situation, and Mercy somehow manages to be a horny angel with big tits and a therapist at the same time. There is interracial stuff baked in very naturally, not in that cringe checkbox style. You flirt, pick dialog, wander around rooms, and gradually unlock more perverted scenes, from teasing touches to full on vaginal sex and sloppy, noisy oral that doesn’t pretend to be romantic. When it goes into harem territory it just leans into the fantasy completely, like the game knows exactly what kind of brainrot you came here for. And then suddenly a scene will play it kinda tender, like a real romance moment, which is confusing in a good way. The AI-style CG art has that slightly uncanny vibe sometimes, but it actually fits the whole “futuristic lab, weird experiment” setting so I didn’t mind. I only got annoyed once when I misclicked in this one point & click segment and had to redo a whole conversation because the game really wants you to talk your way into pussy the proper way. Felt like being punished by a horny visual novel. Still, when you are watching Mei press her soft body against the screen while some dirty joke lands perfectly, you forget about that. The game just keeps tossing horny situations at you, from groping in totally inappropriate places to full-on hardcore scenes, and somehow it still feels like an adventure, not just a gallery. I opened it thinking “ok, quick fap app” and then I’m arguing with myself whether I want to charm Pharah or piss off Brigitte first, like an idiot who takes porn choices way too seriously.

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You start out thinking it’s just another weird sandbox about hypnotizing girls, but the tone hits different. There’s this slow, sticky corruption that creeps in - not all fire and brimstone, more like a soft rot under the skin. The demon Maria doesn’t even feel evil, more like she’s bored and horny, dangling her deal in front of you while you pretend you’re not already imagining what you’ll do with that “Supower.” The city feels alive in that fake kind of way, like a porn set pretending to be a neighborhood, and somehow that makes it hotter. You walk into the school, or the cheap apartment, or the nun’s little chapel, and everything hums with that dirty energy of something forbidden but inevitable.

It’s a game that rewards patience - though I don’t mean gameplay-wise. The real fun is watching how the women change. Their eyes go from defiant to glassy, their voices soften when they say your name. One moment they’re scolding you for being a creep, next they’re begging to taste you, moaning like they forgot who they were before you touched them. It’s not subtle, and thank god for that. There’s NTR bits that sting if you’re too attached, but also moments where you realize you’ve become the bastard doing the same thing. The MILF’s story goes places I didn’t expect - one second she’s the responsible type, then she’s on her knees, tits bouncing, drool dripping down her chin while you tell her she’s nothing but your pet. And yeah, it’s animated, but the roughness of it almost adds charm. Like watching an old fan animation that accidentally nails the filthiness better than polished stuff ever could.

Sometimes I forget what the “main quest” even is. I just end up chasing scenes - the footjob behind the school, the nun whispering prayers while you fill her mouth, the monster girl moaning through transformation. It’s chaotic, half-finished, but I keep coming back. Maybe because it feels like a modder’s dream: imperfect, dirty, and personal. Like someone’s fantasy spilled straight onto the screen without cleanup.