You show up at this weirdly quiet place called Camp Pinewood, expecting some normal summer job, maybe a few brats and some boring chores, and instead you walk into this fever dream where every girl from your old cartoons apparently decided to grow curves, lose shame, and hang around half-dressed. No dudes anywhere. Just you, one confused but very horny guy, surrounded by faces you recognize from way too many childhood afternoons, now asking for “help” with things that have nothing to do with camp activities. It feels wrong for like five seconds, then someone bends over a little too far and your brain just shuts up. One minute you’re talking to Gwen who’s pretending she’s here for “training,” the next her top just happens to slip when you raise her affection and suddenly you’re in this loop of checking every corner of the camp like some degenerate detective. Is there a mystery? Kind of. You’re supposed to investigate what’s going on, but half of that “investigation” is walking into a cabin and catching someone like Velma “studying” on the bed with her tits about to fall out of her shirt, or Stephanie bouncing around with that fake-innocent Lazy Town vibe, short skirt riding up way too high. The game knows exactly what it’s doing when it leaves a door half open so you can spy on Daphne stripping down in front of the mirror, like it’s totally normal camp behavior.

What I like is how the horny stuff doesn’t drop on you all at once. It starts pretty tame, just teasing and flirting, then suddenly you’re juggling dates with Clover from Totally Spies, Gwen, Raven, and maybe Francine hanging around acting like some hot stepmom who wants to “talk” about your progress. Some scenes are just silly, like Lola Bunny deciding she needs “private coaching” and ending up on her knees with your cock between those big cartoon lips, while you’re thinking, yeah, Space Jam hit different. Then other moments go way harder than you expect. One second it’s a blowjob under the trees, next moment you’ve got Starfire all eager-to-please, asking what else humans like, and you’re pushing into her tight ass while she moans something about “learning Earth customs.” There’s proper variety too: titfucks with huge-soft-ridiculous racks, handjobs that turn into messy oral, classic pussy pounding with big asses grinding on you, and those scenes where the girl pretends she “didn’t know” you were watching her play with herself and then just keeps going, because voyeurism is basically the camp’s unofficial sport. Some routes lean more into male domination, with you pressing a girl against the wall, pulling her hair, making her strip piece by piece, others feel more like romance gone very, very off the rails, like slow-burn moments with someone like Wendy, where you kiss first and end up fucking her senseless on a cabin bed while the campfire crackles outside. It’s trashy and nostalgic and wrong and hot at the same time, like scrolling through your old Saturday-morning lineup and realizing every single one of them is now trying to climb onto your lap.

Roger is this horny rabbit with way too much confidence and zero swimming skills, and for some reason that mix really works here. The whole thing is basically one long tease: Jessica is lying there, tits out, hips up, looking like she walked straight out of some bootleg version of that old movie, and your idiot bunny keeps faceplanting in the water instead of landing on her. You only press space. That’s it, just space. But it turns into this weird obsession where you’re trying to get that perfect run, the perfect jump, that one clean arc that drops you right between her legs instead of splashing like a moron a pixel too short.

The best part is how simple it looks at first and how you start to feel the timing in your body after a few tries. You tap space a little late and he just kind of waddles and flops, and Jessica’s huge redhead curves stay just out of reach, almost mocking you. You hold too long, he overshoots and you go flying past her, like “congrats, you cleared the level, but you didn’t get to fuck the girl.” That first time you actually nail the jump and land dead center on her, there’s this tiny second of silence where your brain goes “no way that worked” and then he just starts pounding her. No slow romance, no fade to black, just straight cartoon rabbit dick slamming into this stacked, big-titted Jessica clone who’s moaning like she’s been waiting the whole game for you to learn how to press a button correctly.

I liked how each stage feels almost the same but not quite. The ground is longer or shorter, the water pool is placed a bit differently, and your brain keeps trying to measure it like “ok, last one was full run then jump, this one maybe I jump a hair earlier?” It makes you weirdly focused. My browser history looked like: WhatsApp Web, Gmail, work shit, then “Roger jump porn game” in the middle. I had YouTube music on in another tab and kept pausing it without even thinking, just so I could hear when he hits the water vs when he lands on her soft, thick body. The splash sound started to piss me off, actually. It’s such a small thing, but once you hear that instead of the wet fuck sounds, your whole mood crashes. I kept telling myself, “one more run, I’ll quit after I hit her again,” then I’d miss by a tiny bit and my eye would twitch and I’d hit space again.

And Jessica, man, she’s distracting in a good and bad way. Her big tits are just there, jiggling slightly, bright hair like a red flag, ass raised like an invitation. She doesn’t move much, but it works, because you fill in the blanks in your head. I catch myself staring at her nipples instead of watching the distance I need to run, then of course I fuck up the timing. When you finally get it right, Roger just starts drilling her like a rabbit high on hormones, and it’s pretty dirty for how stupid the setup is. No deep story, no “emotional connection”, just a horny rabbit trying to line up the perfect fuck on a curvy redhead who looks like she crawled straight out of some old VHS fantasy. It’s clumsy, kind of trashy, sometimes frustrating as hell, and I still kept going back to jump again just to see him land on her and pound that cartoon pussy like it’s the only thing that matters.