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.

It’s a weird kind of satisfaction, commanding faceless troopers while your real goal isn’t victory - it’s corruption. You’re not some noble hero here, no shiny saber, no destiny. You’re the one sending wave after wave of stormtroopers, watching them stumble, regroup, push forward through blaster fire and moans. The target? That rebel princess in white who thinks she’s untouchable. The game doesn’t pretend to be subtle about it. She fights back, sure, but every round she loses a little more ground, a little more fabric, a little more control. And when you finally break her defenses, the reward isn’t a cutscene of triumph - it’s raw, messy, animated filth that feels like a victory you shouldn’t enjoy but absolutely do.

The strategy part sneaks up on you. You start thinking it’s just a quick fap game, but then you’re replaying the second level because your troop order was wrong again. You curse at the screen, half-hard, half-frustrated, wondering why the empire can’t aim straight even in porn. And yet, when it clicks - when your timing’s perfect and the rebels crumble - it hits that same dopamine rush as beating a boss in some proper game. It’s ridiculous how serious you start taking it, all while the background music hums like a cheap sci-fi knockoff and Leia’s voice lines get filthier each defeat.

It’s not pretty, not polished, and maybe that’s why it works. There’s something about the janky animations and the unapologetic parody that makes it feel more alive than the glossy stuff. It’s like a dirty joke told by someone who can’t stop laughing halfway through. You’ll wish for more levels, maybe more variety, but you’ll still replay the same damn mission just to see her break again. The empire doesn’t win often, but when it does, it fucks like it means it.

Makoto Nanaya on her knees is already a mood, but this little blowjob toy goes straight past “haha furry titty squirrel” and lands in that lazy horny zone where you’re half using one hand on the mouse and half scrolling Discord on your phone. It’s literally just her face, one big cock, and a couple of buttons that do all the real work. You don’t need a guide, you don’t need a wiki, you just poke stuff until she starts slobbering like she’s trying to unlock a hidden costume in her throat. The first time I clicked the lick setting and watched her tongue go from shy little kitten laps to “I’m cleaning a popsicle I dropped on the floor,” I actually stopped a second and thought, ok, this is stupidly hot for something that’s basically a squirrel girl stress ball for your dick.

What sells it is how focused it is. No story dump, no ten menus, no fake “RPG” crap. You show up, Makoto’s already in worship mode, ears twitching, tail in the background, eyes locked on that shaft like it insulted Kokonoe. You tap a control, she switches from soft licking to honest full-mouth worship, then you tap again and suddenly she’s taking it deeper, cheeks bulging, drool spilling down her chin. It’s uncomfortably close to Super Deepthroat, yeah, like that cousin who “didn’t copy your homework, just changed some words,” but seeing an actual recognizable character from Blazblue there, with those dumb cute fangy lips wrapped around you, hits different. When you push her into deepthroat and she struggles a bit, then settles into this messy rhythm, swallowing down spit and pre like it’s a training exercise, you start feeling like you’re bullying a fighting game mascot and somehow that’s exactly what the brain worms wanted.

There’s not much to “do” on paper, but the small stuff works. Tapping between licking and full-on sucking mid-stroke, watching her reaction change when you speed up the thrust, playing chicken with her gag point to see how far into that tight little squirrel throat you can slam it before her eyes get watery. The cumshot is the obvious big finish, shooting straight down her throat while she chokes and then swallows like a good girl, and yeah, it’s hot as hell. But honestly, I kinda like the slower runs more, when you just keep her at this edge where she’s breathing through her nose, lips stretched, tongue pinned, taking every twitch and drip, then pull back and make her lick it clean again. It’s scuffed, options are barebones, there’s no huge customization, and yet here I am, going back to watch this neko-ish fluffball work my imaginary cock like it’s her new main job. I don’t even main Makoto in Blazblue, but after this, pretending she’s not built to swallow loads on command feels like lying to myself.

Raven on a sunny beach already feels illegal somehow, like she got teleported out of the wrong cartoon and straight into a porn parody that stopped pretending after two seconds. The whole thing is just her, sand, ocean in the back pretending to be innocent, and then this little sex machine setup where you basically turn her into a goth-themed amusement park ride. You click in a few spots, and suddenly she has one cock in her mouth, one up her ass, one in her pussy, and she’s trying to pretend she’s still the edgy sorceress while her eyes roll back and her mascara is on life support. There’s no slow romance crap here. It’s literally “ok, here is Raven, now ruin her holes.” I respect the honesty.

What I liked a lot is how “manual” it feels. You’re not just watching a loop, you’re kind of DJ-ing her suffering. Change speed on one guy, different speed on another, watch how her body has to react to three different rhythms at the same time. Her throat takes one pace, her ass gets a different tempo, and her pussy just tries to keep up like it’s at the wrong techno party. Sometimes I just let only the anal guy go max speed to see how long until her face gives up any trace of composure. Then switch and make the one in her mouth go slow, almost teasing, while the other two go ham. You get those little moments where the animation does that “tiny shake” when she’s overloaded, and it looks so right it’s almost offensive.

The climax stuff is where the game goes full gremlin. You don’t just hit a big “everyone cum now” button and walk away. Each guy has his own shot, his own timing, so you can layer the mess. Facial first, let it drip down her nose and lips while she’s still sucking. Then blast her ass, watch her twitch when it hits. Then finish with a pussy load and see the white mix with the stretching. Or do the cursed option and fire all three at once and watch Raven basically become a goth donut glazed on every side. The facial is especially nice, because they actually let it stick on her, not just magically disappear. She keeps sucking with cum all over her face and there’s this “yeah, I guess this is my life now” vibe that fits her way too well. It’s short, it’s focused, it’s totally shameless, and it turns Raven into a beach decoration for dicks in the most direct way possible.