Tracer showing up in your "clinic" already feels wrong in the best way. She’s still got that cocky little smile, still talking about missions and chronal bullshit, but the room looks like a mix of fake hospital and cheap amateur porn set. White walls, random medical props that clearly do nothing, and you. The supposed expert. She’s nervous, fidgety, asking if this treatment is safe, if it will stabilize her powers, and you just watch her while the dialog lets you lean harder into the lie. It’s not subtle at all, but that’s kinda the charm. The game knows exactly what it’s doing and doesn’t pretend otherwise. One second you’re “checking vitals,” next second you’re asking her to take off the jacket, then the leggings, then suddenly the sweetest little Overwatch mascot is standing there in a “medical exam” that is really just you setting up porn angles.

The whole thing plays out like some horny fanfic that escaped from a Reddit thread and decided to become a game. You click through her lines while she tries to be brave, telling herself this is for the greater good, and the camera is just there, blinking at you like a silent pervert friend. Change her outfit, move her around, line things up. At some point the game stops even pretending there is treatment and just becomes “how much can Tracer take before she realizes this is not science.” She looks back, cheeks flushed, still calling you doctor, still asking if it’s working while you ram a cock inside her that is so obviously not related to any cure. If a cock could fix her time powers, half of Overwatch porn would be canon by now.

Once you start going in raw, it gets filthy in that unashamed way. Condom or no condom, it’s your choice, but the game clearly loves when you skip it. You fuck her on this fake medical bed, you watch the camera angle catch every jolt of her body and every messy thrust, and there’s this sick satisfaction when you finally dump inside her. Creampie options are the main event here. Watching her stretched open, filled up, her still trying to process everything like “is this how it’s supposed to feel, doctor?” while cum slowly leaks out. The cumshot feels like the actual treatment and you’re just some porn bastard recording the whole session to enjoy later. It’s not clever, it’s not deep, it’s basically “what if Tracer trusted the wrong guy and ended up as your personal fucktoy,” and the game just leans into that until there’s more jizz than medical ethics in the room.

Lara looks like she’s walked straight out of the older Tomb Raider games, all smug and sure of herself, tight top, short shorts, that stupid little smirk that says “I’m in control.” Yeah, not here. Here she’s lost in the jungle, wet from the rain, mud on her legs, breathing a bit faster than she wants to show, and you come in like some fake hero with a hard-on and a bullshit story. The whole thing feels twisted in a pretty hot way, because the game really leans into the humiliation. You’re not some romantic guy. You basically gaslight her and sweet talk her at the same time, telling her it’s “for her own good,” that you need to check her body for injuries, that she should undress, that she should “relax her muscles” while your cock is already pushing inside her. It’s fucked, it’s dirty, and they know exactly what they’re doing.

The best part is that slow build where she still tries to act like the famous archeologist, trying to keep dignity while you just push her deeper into this mess. One moment she’s arguing with you, saying it’s not necessary, that she’s fine, and the next moment you’ve got her pinned against a tree and her tits are out, nipples hard and bouncing with every rough thrust. There’s this little pause when you start fucking her from behind, and she looks back with that confused, half-angry, half-turned-on face, and you realize the game is really about that exact expression. She keeps talking like she hates you, but her body is already giving up. The moans start slipping between the insults, her legs start to shake a little, ass pushing back on your cock even as she mutters that this is wrong. That shift, from proud Lara Croft to your personal cum dump in a jungle clearing, is way more satisfying than it should be. And kind of disturbing if you think too much, so yeah, don’t.

Then there’s the whole condom trick. Game just straight tells you your real goal is to fuck her raw and fill her. It’s not about “have sex with Lara,” it’s “knock Lara the fuck up without her noticing.” You roll the condom on, thrust into that tight pussy, and the whole time you’re looking for the right moment to pull it off. You feel like an absolute bastard, and the game clearly enjoys making you one. She’s riding you, bouncing on your cock, sweat and mud on her skin, hair sticking to her face, and you’re trying to time it, sliding the rubber off while she’s too busy moaning and grabbing your shoulders. The dirty talk doesn’t help; she starts begging you not to cum inside her, which just makes it hotter when you finally slam her down, hold her hips, and blow a thick load deep into her unprotected pussy. The creampie is messy, you see it leaking out around your shaft, and she’s panting, clueless that you just bred her on purpose. They even tease that she’ll walk away later, still thinking she “escaped” with her honor, while your cum sits warm in her womb, doing exactly what you wanted. Kind of like those porn memes where the bad ending is actually the best part. It’s cruel, it’s cheap, it’s kinda trashy. I kept telling myself “ok, this is too much” while still going for another round just to watch that cock disappear in her ass and pussy again and again.

Tracer in this game feels like someone ripped her straight out of Overwatch, locked her in a cheap porn set, and said “ok love, now you’re here for dick only.” It’s not pretending to be deep. You click, she strips, she bends, and some huge cock shows up to rearrange her spine. That’s literally the vibe. You just sit there like some horny director with a mouse instead of a camera, poking at sliders and color wheels, turning this poor sweaty time-jumper into your own busted pornstar version. Her outfit doesn’t just vanish, it’s like you’re peeling a brand mascot layer by layer, until you’re staring at Tracer but also not really Tracer anymore, more like a bootleg you saw in some cursed Telegram group. And somehow that makes it hotter, because it feels wrong in a very internet kind of way.

What I actually liked, even though I’m pretending I didn’t, is how stupidly fast you get to the actual fucking. No 20 minutes of fake story about “mission failed, now you must suck me off for intel” or some cringe dialog. You click through a couple scenes, blink, and there she is, already bent over with this massive black rod lined up, looking like her spine is going to file a complaint. But you can start messing with everything. Skin, hair, his color, her color, dick color, like you’re in Photoshop but the only brush is “how racist can this porn look if I really push it.” You adjust angles, flip positions, keep clicking next to see how far it will go, and at some point you realize you’ve spent ten minutes trying to get the perfect combo of her assshade and his cocktone just to watch the same thrust cycle again. And yeah, sometimes the proportions look off, her body clipping weird in ways your brain notices for half a second, then your dick votes to ignore it. That one stupid shadow under her leg is badly done and now I can’t unsee it, by the way. Ruined my mood for like five seconds.

The funniest part is how the “customization” makes you feel like some twisted stylist for porn. You tweak her hair like “nah, too cute, make her look more like a slut that’s been in five fake casting couch videos already.” Change his look from generic big black dick dude to weird colored skin just because you can, like some alien who logged into Pornhub. Sometimes it looks hot as hell, sometimes it looks like two plastic dolls smashing together in GMod, and you still keep clicking. The sex itself is just blunt: no romance, no build up, just Tracer getting pounded like Blizzard owes you royalties. For every moment where you think “damn, this is actually pretty hot,” there’s another one where her face looks a bit dead-eyed, like she’s stuck in a loop, which she is, because you keep repeating the same pose while switching colors and telling yourself this tiny ass tweak makes it a “new scene.” It doesn’t. You know it. You keep going anyway.

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