Someone on F95 called this “Blizzard rule34 character creator that forgot to stop at horny” and honestly that’s the best way to start. The game throws Tracer at you right away like it knows what everybody actually wants, but it doesn’t lock you to the default ass jiggle model. You move two sliders and suddenly she’s got thighs like a Dota strength hero and a butt that clips the edge of the camera when you push into anal. It’s scuffed in that typical “Unreal horny dev” way: shaders slightly too glossy, skin reacting weird around the mouth when you go full throat with oral, but it kind of adds to the porn vibe instead of hurting it. First time I pulled Widowmaker into the scene, I tried to recreate one cosplay I saw on Twitter, ended up with something between a French sniper and a purple catgirl because I got lost in the furry tweak options. Didn’t even care. The second the animation started and she wrapped those legs around my custom OC, my brain just shut off and the tech guy in my head stopped complaining about the janky cloth physics on her straps. The loop is simple: you pick your hero, mess with sliders way too long, then smash them together in whatever position your filthy brain is craving that day. Reverse cowgirl with Tracer on max speed literally made Chrome stutter for a moment on my PC, which is kinda funny since it runs most Unreal projects just fine.

What gets me is how this thing keeps rewarding people who like to obsess over tiny details. You slide the vaginal tightness just a bit, change angle, and suddenly the whole animation feels different. Add a tail on a furry preset and now it starts swaying out of sync with the thrusts in a way that is almost distracting but also hot because it looks like she’s trying to keep balance on your cock. Oral scenes can look a bit cursed when you crank jaw sliders too far, but if you stay within sane values the lip wrap on the shaft is… yeah. Let’s just say I had to pause Firefox twice. Funny part, the game pretends to be all about Overwatch but it lets you sneak in Dota style heroes if you know what to combine: you give a girl those sharper facial lines, thicker shoulders, and suddenly you’ve built your own bootleg Lina that’s getting railed doggystyle by a furry Reinhardt reject. And the camera. God. Sometimes it keeps snapping slightly off where I want it, like two degrees to the left, and it pisses me off every time but I never fix it, I just swear, reposition once, then continue plowing like an idiot. The more you play, the more you realize the dev is basically one of us, just with access to Unreal and no HR department. Character bust slightly clipping through the arm in some positions, collision going a bit too deep in anal when you max out slider sizes, physics going wild if you stack too many options. That kind of broken, horny charm you alt-tab out of, open Discord to send a screen to someone, then remember you definitely cannot share this and just alt-tab back and keep going.

This thing feels like somebody grabbed a Sonic comic, spilled horny all over it, then tried to pretend it was a serious visual novel for like five seconds before giving up and going full hentai brain. You start out thinking “ok, it’s just Sonic talking, some banter, whatever” and then two choices later, boom, you’re arguing with yourself if it’s morally ok to want to rail your childhood mascot. The game knows exactly what you came for and still pretends it’s about “story” just long enough to make the horny parts hit harder. Sonic pops up all cocky like usual, but here his flirting is not subtle at all. It’s literally “hey, wanna go fast?” but now your brain hears it in the dirtiest way possible because of what the next scene does to you. Tails comes in and the whole thing suddenly feels more like a messy fanfic thread someone wrote at 3% sanity and 97% thirst. I clicked a dialogue choice that looked harmless, like just “ask Tails about the mission,” and two screens later his tail is doing things that will absolutely ruin the character for you forever. In a good way. Or bad. Depends how attached you are to your childhood.

The horny pacing is weird as hell, in a fun way. Sometimes it teases you for ten screens of goofy banter and “haha we’re just friends” while the camera keeps hanging a bit too low on certain body parts, then suddenly you’re in a full-on blowjob scene with barely one text box of transition. Other times, you pick the obviously pervy choice and the game is like “nah, not yet, suffer,” and sends you into some parody drama moment where Sonic acts all heroic but the dialogue is written like the writer was checking Pornhub tabs between lines. That’s kinda the charm though. It never feels clean or professional, it feels like horny fanfiction that accidentally grew choices and a UI. There was one scene in particular that stuck in my head way too long: Sonic pinning you against something that’s clearly supposed to be just a random rock, but the way the text describes where his hands go and how you grind against his hips, it reads like Tumblr roleplay logs from 2014, and I mean that as a compliment. Another route has Tails trying to act like a shy genius, but he’s talking about “testing a device” while touching you in ways that are very not scientific. The dialogue keeps bouncing between parody jokes about the old games and completely straight-up porn talk, like “haha remember the chaos emeralds” followed two lines later by “open your legs wider.” It should be stupid. It is stupid. I still clicked every single option to see all the stupid.

What I liked is how the choices sometimes pretend to matter. You pick “tease Sonic back” expecting just a slightly different line, and you instead unlock a more dominant version of him later, where he tells you to shut up while he fucks you. In another run I chose to be more submissive early on, and that turned Tails into this quietly possessive little shit who wants to “take measurements” of every part of your body with his hands. Some branches end quick with just one big sex scene and a few jokes, others drag you through this whole “we’re on an adventure” set up before finally letting anyone get naked. And the parody stuff is everywhere. You get references to rings, chaos, running fast, all of that, twisted into dirty metaphors. At one point Sonic literally compares your moans to the sound of picking up rings and I wanted to close the tab and also replay it. The tone is all over the place, but that makes it feel more human and horny, like that moment when you’re jacking off and suddenly remember a meme, laugh, then keep going anyway. It is messy, a bit cringe, very explicit, and absolutely not pretending to be anything else, no matter how much it flirts with “plot” along the way.

First impression: I clicked this thing expecting some dumb meme parody and suddenly I’m stuck in a dark, shitty basement with horny robot furries that look like they crawled out of a forgotten FNaF fan forum and got lost on Pornhub. The game really leans into that “security guard stuck in a cursed place with bad lighting and worse decisions” vibe, but here the jumpscares are less about getting killed and more about getting pinned, grabbed, and teased until you stop pretending you’re not into it. One moment I’m staring at some cheap monitor, checking cameras like I’m working a night shift I didn’t sign up for, and next moment I hear those slow metallic footsteps coming closer, and instead of fear my brain goes, “Ok, but what if she actually catches me?” That mix of tension and horny is very stupid and somehow perfect. There’s this one scene where you’re trying to keep a door locked while this big-titted animatronic girl is on the other side, whispering shit that should not sound this hot coming from a robot, and all the while you’re juggling power, timers, and your own self control that dies in the first five minutes anyway.

It plays like a messed-up visual novel slipped into a FNaF-style wrapper. You get these dialogue choices where you can pretend to be professional and then two clicks later you’re asking a furry robot with massive boobs if touching her chassis counts as harassment. Sometimes the choices feel like they don’t matter, then suddenly one weird answer unlocks a scene where she drags you down below, sits on your lap and uses that cold, hard body in a way that makes you forget how to breathe. The pacing is strange in a good way; there’s quiet moments where you’re just watching cameras and listening to distant noises, almost meditative, almost like those focus apps, then the game slams you into a hentai-style close up of slick metal and soft flesh pressed together. I really liked how some scenes tease you for too long, but also I hated it, because I caught myself alt-tabbing to Telegram and Discord just to cool down, then coming back because I “wanted to see another route” which was a lie. There is one tiny thing that annoyed me, the font in some dialogue feels weirdly cheap, like someone forgot to change a default, and I kept staring at it expecting it to fix itself. It never did. The parody side sometimes goes too far, like it throws a reference that almost hits the mark, then trips over it, but that awkwardness kind of fits; like a horny fanfic that somehow became a real game. In the end you’re just alone with the monitor glow, hearing servos whir in the dark, knowing that if you mess up, you won’t die, you’ll just get fucked silly by giant-titted furry robots in a basement that smells like oil and bad decisions. Dare to keep the lights off.

New city, new gym, whole building full of girls with claws, tails, extra ears and way too much ass packed into tight sport shorts. You play the guy who owns the place, the “responsible” gym instructor who swears it’s a safe space and not a walking fetish trap, then the first thing you do is watch a sweaty lamia try to fit her giant snake body on a treadmill that was never built for that. The game just throws you into this weird cozy fantasy where every monster girl is pretending it’s just about fitness, while you and them keep eyeing those bouncing tits in the mirror like nobody notices. It feels like a normal gym management RPG at first: you plan sessions, pick training routines, mess with stats, keep an eye on money and equipment. Then you realize each session is basically an excuse to get closer and closer until your “stretching assistance” is just your hands sliding way too low on her hips while she pretends it’s part of the program.

What really got me hooked is how personal the training becomes. You are not just clicking “do squats”. You choose how hard you push them, if you praise or tease, if you focus on strength, stamina, or just making them feel sexy as hell in those tight sport uniforms. One time I decided to be super strict with a shy catgirl who kept hiding her huge chest under baggy clothes. I pushed her with brutal cardio, barely letting her rest. By the end she’s drenched, shirt stuck to her skin, nipples poking through, and she’s staring at you with that mix of “I hate you” and “please don’t stop”. Another time I did the opposite with a tall, smug cow girl. I kept giving her “breaks”, helping her stretch, holding her from behind while she bent over, letting my hands “accidentally” rest on her thick thighs. She knew what I was doing. She leaned her heavy tits back on my chest and asked if that counted as core training.

The sandbox part hits pretty hard. You control schedule, who gets attention, what parts of the gym you upgrade. Do you unlock more public areas where other monster girls can watch each other work out, all that voyeur energy, or do you focus on private rooms where the moans echo against the walls and no one complains? I like when the gym gets busy and you walk through the floor, just clicking on whoever catches your eye: a wolf girl doing squats, ass popping out of her shorts, tail twitching like she’s horny already; a slim bunny girl trying to keep up with heavy weights because she wants a rounder ass and you stand behind her, every rep pushing her closer to you; a proud demon girl who pretends she doesn’t care about “romance” but blushes like crazy when you praise her body. Sometimes the AI art looks a bit off if you stare too long, like an extra finger or weird angle, but honestly the sweat, the flushed faces, the giant tits straining against sports bras, it all sells the fantasy so hard I stopped caring.

There’s a romance angle, yeah, but it’s the obsessive kind if you play it like that. You can focus on one girl, stalk her routine, always being there to “help” only her, tuning her training just for your tastes. You make her stronger while also making sure her curves stay huge, and she starts relying on you emotionally, not just physically. Or you can be a slutty trainer, spreading your attention, making them all a bit too attached, jealous when they see you correcting someone else’s posture from behind. I liked when one of them walked in on me mid “private stretching” with another girl and the dialogue got all passive-aggressive, but nobody actually left. Just silence, heavy breathing, and you in the middle of all that monster girl drama, pretending you are still just a gym owner and not the biggest pervert in the building.