It’s weird how this game starts like it’s pretending to care about plot. You think it’s about Tsunade gambling again, being her usual chaotic self, but nah - two minutes in and it just throws you into the mess. There’s this sense of shameless humor I kinda liked; it doesn’t even try to justify anything. She owes money, her solution involves clones, and everyone’s naked before you can blink. The sound effects are ridiculous - like someone mixed old arcade bleeps with wet noises, and somehow it works. I laughed, then got turned on, then laughed again. The rhythm feels accidental, like a loop someone forgot to trim, but that’s part of the charm. You can almost imagine some guy in 2008 coding it while blasting Eurobeat in the background.

What I didn’t expect was how expressive the faces are. Not polished, but raw in that flash‑era way where every exaggerated blink feels hand‑made. Tsunade’s boobs take up half the screen, sure, but her grin sells it more than the physics. I caught myself clicking too fast just to see if the clones would glitch out - and they did, kind of melting together mid‑animation. It’s oddly beautiful, like a broken GIF that refuses to die. The Raikage scene hits different - too fast, too much flexing, but there’s this energy, like two powerhouses trying to out‑moan each other. I remember thinking, “this shouldn’t be hot,” and yet.

Story? Barely there. But the pacing keeps you hooked, because it’s never just sex - it’s comedy wrapped around sweat. I like that it doesn’t moralize; it just exists, messy and loud. The cumshot ending lands with a splat that feels almost celebratory. Would I call it art? Maybe not. But it’s got that same rough soul as old chiptunes - imperfect loops, dirty fun, no pretense. You finish it and kinda want to replay, even though you know every beat. Maybe that’s nostalgia, or maybe I’m just into stupidly honest smut. Either way, it lingers.

You ever start a game thinking it’s just another parody and then suddenly you’re watching Delia Ketchum bend over a lab table like she’s about to teach anatomy class the hard way? Yeah, that’s this one. It starts all innocent - Pallet Town, sunshine, that “I overslept again” energy - and then, bam, you’re in Professor Oak’s lab snooping through his stuff and learning he’s been researching... let’s just say “human-pokemon compatibility” in a way no academic journal would publish. The tone flips faster than a Tinder match gone wrong. One second you’re pretending to care about rare species, next second you’re covered in way more than curiosity.

Delia, though - holy hell. They made her look like the definition of “MILF who knows exactly what she’s doing.” She’s got that soft mom energy but says things that would make even Team Rocket blush. The scenes with her feel weirdly personal, like the game’s reading your dirty thoughts out loud. There’s a part where she leans in too close, her voice dripping honey and sin, and you just *know* this isn’t about Pokémon anymore. The writing’s cheeky as hell, half jokes, half filthy confessions, and somehow it works. You’ll laugh, you’ll groan, you’ll maybe question your childhood a little.

The pacing’s messy in that good kind of way - it doesn’t care about logic, just about pushing you deeper into its horny fever dream. You might roll your eyes at the story, but then the next scene hits and suddenly you’re invested in seeing how far the “research” goes. Controls? Who even cares, you’ll figure ‘em out with one hand anyway. It’s trashy, it’s fun, and it’s got that nostalgic kick twisted into something you definitely can’t talk about in polite company. Kind of like if Pokémon grew up, got divorced, and started posting thirst traps at 2 a.m. on Twitter.

This thing plays like a weird mix of pub quiz night and horny anime fever dream. You’re this college kid wandering around campus, not for grades, just trying to climb a very different kind of ranking: how many hot women you can charm, outsmart and then absolutely rail. Every girl you meet comes with two big things: massive tits and a list of questions that make you feel like you should have actually listened in class. One moment you’re staring at a teacher’s cleavage while she’s asking about history dates, next moment she’s on her knees, lips shiny with spit, treating your cock like extra credit. It’s stupid and fun at the same time, like using Wikipedia with one hand and jerking it with the other.

What actually surprised me is how the whole “answer five questions to fuck” thing gets in your head. First girl I ran into looked like that classic hentai campus babe, skirt too short, boobs almost falling out, asking me random shit about science. Got one answer wrong and she just smirked, crossed her legs, and told me to come back when I’m “less useless.” I wanted to rage quit, opened Chrome instead, hit Google and a bit of Wikipedia, came back and suddenly I’m balls deep in her, slapping into her pussy from behind, watching her ass bounce while she moans and begs for more. It’s kinda dumb how satisfying that feels after doing actual thinking. Brain on quiz mode, dick on creampie mode. Perfect combo. Except when it isn’t, because some questions feel like the dev was just scrolling random pages and picking words, but somehow that also makes it funnier. You’re like, why the fuck do I need to know this to deserve a blowjob? Then she’s gagging on you, drool down her chin, and you kinda stop caring.

Stuff really clicks once you start chasing the “prettiest woman in the college” angle. There’s this strict teacher, total mistress vibe, glasses, hair up, that classic “I’ll ruin your life but you’ll thank me” look. When she leans in and whispers that you’re not ready for her yet, it weirdly stings. So you go fuck your way through the campus, one quiz at a time, loading faces with cum after a rough doggystyle session, filling pussies, watching those big boobs bounce while she claws at the sheets. Some scenes are actually hotter when you fail a couple of times before nailing the answers. It feels like you’ve earned that moment where she gasps as you shove it deep and you don’t pull out, she tightens around you, and the screen shows her getting a sticky creampie like a reward screen gone very wrong. I kinda wish the questions got even nastier or more twisted as you go, but they stay in this strange mix of normal trivia and random bullshit. Anyway, it ends up feeling like Pornhub and a school exam had a baby, and that baby really wants you to cum on your teacher’s face for getting a perfect score.

This dating sim hits different than those polished romance games where you spend twenty minutes picking the perfect outfit. You're basically speed-running through pickup lines and hoping your charm stat is high enough to not crash and burn. The whole thing feels like someone took a Tinder conversation and turned it into a point-and-click adventure, except instead of matching with someone who ghosts you after three messages, you actually get somewhere.

The mechanics are pretty straightforward - you meet this chick through some dating website setup, and then it's all about saying the right things to keep her interested. What's weird is how the game doesn't really explain the scoring system, so you're just clicking dialogue options and hoping for the best. Sometimes being cocky works, sometimes being sweet does the trick. It's like real dating except you can actually reload if you fuck up spectacularly. The art style reminds me of those flash games from way back, nothing fancy but gets the job done. Her character design is definitely going for that busty fantasy look that'll keep your attention during the conversation parts.

Where things get spicy is when you actually succeed at the whole seduction thing. The car scene escalates pretty quickly from innocent ride home to full-on oral action, and the animations are surprisingly smooth for what looks like a budget production. The creampie finale is well-animated too, though I kept getting distracted by how the car windows never fog up despite all the action happening inside. The whole experience is maybe thirty minutes if you know what you're doing, longer if you keep picking the wrong dialogue like I did the first time. It's definitely more about the destination than the journey, but sometimes that's exactly what you want from a quick adult game session.