**Becoming a Femboy: When Parallel Universes Get Kinky**

So Austyn thinks hopping between dimensions sounds like a good Tuesday activity, right? Wrong. This little sci-fi adventure takes our boy to a reality where futanari and traps aren't just Pornhub categories - they're the fucking norm. And guess what? The universe decides you're a trap now. No take-backs, no refunds.

The game throws you into this weird sexual ecosystem where everything's backwards but also... not? You're dealing with characters sporting massive tits and even bigger dicks, which honestly creates some interesting dynamics. There's this whole teasing element that actually works better than expected - you know how most games just shove explicit content at you immediately? This one makes you work for it, building tension through handjobs and oral scenes before escalating to the real hardcore stuff. The masturbation sequences feel oddly personal too, like the dev actually understood that self-discovery angle instead of just making it another click-to-cum simulator.

But here's where things get messy (and I don't mean the good kind). The incest subplot feels thrown in there just because someone checked a fetish box on their development checklist. It doesn't flow naturally with the parallel universe premise at all. And don't get me started on how the titfuck mechanics work - they're simultaneously too complicated and not detailed enough? Like, pick a lane. The big ass appreciation scenes are solid though, probably the most polished part of the whole experience. Sometimes you'll find yourself getting genuinely invested in Austyn's adaptation process, then remember you're basically watching cartoon porn and question your life choices. The futa protagonist interactions create this power dynamic that's actually pretty hot when the writing doesn't get in its own way. Which happens more often than I'd like to admit.

Three words first: awkward, horny, bittersweet. That is kind of the whole mood here. You’re the straight guy who finally gets confessed to by the cute “girl” from school, the one with the soft voice, stupidly pretty face, nice legs, shy smile, all of that. You panic, you say yes, your brain is screaming “I did it!” and then right after that the world slaps you with “oh yeah, she’s actually a guy.” The game pretty much lives inside that moment of confusion. It milks it. It stretches it. It keeps poking that same bruise: “you said you’re straight, so what the hell are you feeling right now?” And the answer is usually “hard.” The story plays it as romance and comedy at first, but there is this slow, sneaky sadness in there, like the way he keeps calling himself a “replacement girl” and laughs it off. That line stuck in my brain way more than the cumshots, which is kinda annoying because I came for the horny stuff and stayed for emotional damage like an idiot.

What I really liked is how cheap and petty the breakup plan is. You and your best friend literally sit down and go “ok, let’s make you the worst boyfriend ever so he dumps you.” You try to be late on purpose, you act cold, you ignore his texts, you pretend to be gross with your habits, and he still shows up in that cute outfit, blushing, trying so hard to be a good girlfriend even though he knows some people would just call him a trap and walk away. There is one scene where you drag him to a love hotel “by accident,” thinking he will freak out and run, but instead he just looks terrified and still says “if it makes you happy…” and undoes his skirt with shaky hands. That part hit me weird. It is hot, like really explicit, he is nervous and hard and trying to keep his voice from cracking while you touch him, and the game doesn’t fade to black or shy away from the details. At the same time you can feel he is afraid you might finally see “too much” and reject him. The sex is not soft-focus. There is messy blowjob, the kind where he tries to go deep and fails, chokes a little, tears in the corner of his eyes. There is anal where he clenches so hard you feel guilty even as you push inside. No censor bars, nothing. Just skin and precum and that annoying little whimper he does when you pull his hair. It is lewd as hell, but it never fully lets you relax, because the whole time he keeps thanking you for “not giving up on me yet” and it stings in the back of your mind that you are literally planning to throw him away. And yeah, the comedy bits are hit or miss. Sometimes the best friend is funny, sometimes he sounds like a Twitter thread. One of the texts about “straight guys speedrunning bi awakening any%” made me cringe and laugh at same time and I’m still mad about it.

But the game really shines when it goes quiet. There is this park scene, late date, just the two of you on a bench, and he asks if you would still like him if he stopped crossdressing. No sex in that moment, just his bare legs sticking out of that skirt, swinging nervously, and your choice box pops up. You can answer in such a cruel, detached way that it almost feels like you are kicking a puppy, or you can start slipping, saying things a “straight” guy shouldn’t say to a boy with lip gloss. If you keep going for the selfish breakup route, the way the story twists is actually mean. There is a “good” bad ending where you succeed and he dumps you, but you get this scene of him walking away in normal boy clothes, trying to smile, saying he is glad he could “practice being someone’s girlfriend at least once.” Then the game lets you sit there with that. No comforting speech, no heroic redemption on that branch, you just scroll through your phone alone, reading old messages where he spammed you cute selfies and little “good morning” lines. Felt kind of cold in my chest after that. And then on another route, if you let yourself fall for him, the sex scenes change tone. Same body, same dick, same panties, but your inner monologue shifts from “I’m not into guys” to counting the moles on his chest and thinking how nice he looks when he’s flushed and messy and calling your name. The romance is still awkward, the jokes still sometimes land sideways, the art has those weird small inconsistencies that only show up when he’s naked and you stare too close, but in a way I like that. It feels like a horny little VN made by someone who really loves femboys and also secretly enjoys stomping on the reader’s heart a bit. I finished one of the sadder routes, closed the tab, opened it again on another browser like a clown just to see him smile at me from the title screen and pretend I hadn’t already ruined his life once.

There’s this weird moment when you’re playing, where you suddenly realize that in this world nobody is really “the guy” or “the girl” in the old boring way, and yet everybody is horny about power anyway. You’re this college professor, trans woman, looking very put-together on the surface, stylish outfits, that slightly strict teacher energy that makes you want to sit up straight and also get on your knees. The campus looks normal at first, everyday slice-of-life stuff, coffee in the staff room, awkward students, dumb meetings. Then conversations slowly twist into something more playful, more corrupted, like the world already accepted that gender is flexible, but people are still kinky little creeps about who gets to be on top. You’re respected by your colleagues, but they look at you with that extra second of eye contact, like they know you’re packing more than a gradebook under that skirt. The boyfriend exists, sure, sweet and supportive and kind of useless, which is funny, because the game pretends everything is fine while quietly setting up all these opportunities to ruin that “normal life” with your own hands.

What really hooked me was when the game stops flirting and actually lets you act on all that tension. There’s this scene with a shy femboy in your class, the kind that blushes just from you calling his name, and the dialogue lets you tease him slowly enough that you can almost hear his voice crack. You can be soft, patient, talking about his future and grades, and then without changing tone you slide into talking about how obedient he is, how cute his legs look when he crosses them. It feels like you’re directing your own audio drama, choosing where the pitch goes up, where you lean in, when you finally push him over that line. And because the MC is mostly the one on top, the camera and the writing both treat her as the center of gravity. She takes control in bed with the same calm authority she uses in the classroom, guiding a girl’s head down for a blowjob or pressing a trembling trans partner into the mattress for a deep, messy creampie. There’s a scene in a cramped office where you corner a female colleague who has been flirting for way too long, and you can practically imagine the sound of the chair wheels scraping as you pin her there, one hand on her throat, the other under her skirt, until she breaks and begs you to fuck her harder. It should be ridiculous, and it is, but the game knows it. It goes from serious psychological “who am I really” questions to you railing a cute futa on your desk like this is just another faculty meeting. And of course, I kept pausing the game thinking about how I would deliver those lines as a voice actor, where to add a breathy laugh, where to drag out a moan. Then I forgot completely and just clicked through, because seeing the professor pound that femboy into the bed while whispering in his ear about how good boys spread their legs for their teacher was way more interesting than analyzing anything.

Dirty little fairy tale, that’s what this feels like. You start out broke in this hot, dusty “Arabian nights but hornier” city, doing chores for people who are way richer than you and absolutely know it. Half the time you’re running errands, half the time you’re staring at someone’s ass thinking “yeah I’d totally ruin that if the game lets me.” It runs in this nice POV style where you really feel like the main guy is just stumbling upwards through life, tripping over gold, magic, and way too many people who want to get inside his pants or the other way around. One minute you’re polishing some noble’s fancy floor, next minute you’re on your knees in the same room but polishing something else with your tongue. The jump from poor street rat to “kind of a hero, sort of, maybe” is played for laughs, and it works. There’s jokes about pirates, gods, magic carpets that do not exist, and somehow the writing still remembers to turn you on between all the snark.

Sex-wise it’s messy in a good way. The game really likes variety, like it’s trying to use your whole body as a toybox. You’ve got soft femboys that look like they belong in a harem painting, tough muscle girls that could snap you in half and you’re weirdly fine with that, and those “is that a girl, is that a guy, why am I so hard right now” trap moments. You can stay pretty straight if you want, or just slide face first into futa and gay scenes and pretend you “accidentally clicked the wrong option” on purpose. I had one scene where my character is stuck on a ship with a pirate crew and it turns into this chaotic group fuck with a stacked viking brute, a mouthy femboy with anklets, and a smug captain who clearly knows he’s hot. There’s oral everywhere, hands everywhere, feet on your face if you go looking for that, and yes, your ass is absolutely on the menu. Or theirs. Or both. Anal gets treated as casually as kissing, which is honestly refreshing and also kind of terrifying in a good way. The game doesn’t shy away from blood either; one battle had me splitting a guy open in a pretty graphic way, then later I’m getting a lazy handjob in a bathhouse like it’s just another Tuesday. Whiplash, but it fits this whole “world might end, but we’re still horny” tone. And somehow, in between all the sucking and fucking and questionable life choices, you’re actually curious where the story goes next, even while you’ve got a muscular warrior pushing you face-down on a fur rug and asking if you can take one more round.