CR: Comic-Con

The whole thing feels like a first date where she shows up in a Catwoman costume but forgot the ears. You know, the spirit is there but the execution is like someone described latex to a blind sculptor. I spent way too long just rotating the camera around Vampirella’s boots. The texture on the sole is weirdly high-res compared to her face, which has this glossy, almost melted candle look. It’s not bad, exactly, it’s just... why are the nipples so sharp? They could cut glass. I kept clicking on a comic book on the floor thinking it was a hotspot, but no, it’s just set dressing. The real interactivity is this stilted dialogue tree where you, a total nerd stereotype, try to convince these two to... well, you know. The audio is a whole other disaster. There’s a looping jazz track that sounds like it was recorded in a tin can, and the moans are so compressed they clip into static. I actually checked if my browser was crashing. But then, there’s this one moment where Catwoman (or whoever, the model is just a generic body with a mask slapped on) does this little shimmy animation before the ass fingering scene starts, and it’s so janky it loops three times. I laughed out loud. It’s the kind of broken that becomes endearing, like a puppy with a limp. The dildo just... appears. No hands, no build-up, just a physics-defying purple cylinder phasing into existence. I wish the threesome sequence had more than one camera angle, but you’re stuck staring at a wall half the time. It’s like watching a car crash through a keyhole. I don’t know why I kept playing. The FFM tag is technically fulfilled, I guess, if you count two mannequins and a void. There’s a choice halfway where you pick a “favorite panel” and it changes literally nothing except the color of the bedsheet. I tested it. Three times. My save got wiped. I’m not even mad.

• threesome
• catwoman
• dildo
• ass fingering
• ffm