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.

Korra’s here, but not like in the cartoon where she runs around saving people and throwing rocks. Here she’s chained up, naked or almost naked depending how mean you feel that minute, stuck in this tiny room that feels like a bad basement from a porn comic. You load the thing in your browser and it hits you fast: no story intro, no fake romance, just Korra already captured, metal on her wrists, tits out if you want, and you basically decide what kind of bastard you’re going to be. It reminds me of those old flash hentai toys where nothing is really “smooth,” but that roughness kind of makes it hotter, like you’re messing with a dirty sprite sheet that escaped from Newgrounds and discovered cumshots.

What it really plays like: you’ve got this side panel that’s doing all the work. Hair, outfit bits, skin tone, little details that fans of her will notice right away, and you keep poking around to see how far it lets you twist her look while she’s stuck in those chains. One click and her clothes peel off piece by piece, another click and you change her expression from angry to broken or wet and needy, even if the text never says anything. Sometimes her eyes look like she wants to murder you, sometimes like she’s pretending not to like it while you pound her pussy anyway. It’s not deep, but in a porn toy like this, “does her ass jiggle when I change position” is the kind of question that matters. The animation has that old-style feeling, a bit stiff, a bit loopy, like a pixelated sex puppet, but it does exactly what your dick wants. I wish they had a little sound toggle that let you shut off some tiny click noise there, but yeah, that’s just me getting stuck on one small thing I keep noticing every time and now I can’t unhear it.

The real hook is how you push the scene to that final mess. You try different looks, lock her in that chained pose, fuck her hard, switch angles, and then watch her get drenched when you hit the cumshot, again and again, painting her face or covering her tits or filling her, depending what option you poke at on the panel. It scratches that “I trapped the heroine and no one is coming to help” itch without pretending to be more than a horny toy, and there’s something a bit evil seeing this strong bender reduced to a customizable fuckdoll you can tweak like a character skin in some old fan game. At the same time it’s almost too basic, like you keep expecting a new trick in the panel that never shows up, but you still sit there redoing hairstyles and clothing scraps and trying another climax because the loops are short and your brain is already in caveman mode. It’s dirty, lazy, strangely nostalgic, and kind of perfect for when you only want Korra chained up, stripped, and forced to take it whether she likes it or not, with your mouse hand deciding how ruined she ends up looking when the last drop hits her.