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The test says VIP but the models look like someone's aunt who finally got that divorce and went wild on OnlyFans. Not complaining. That's actually the vibe. Real women, real photos, the kind of skin texture that makes you think yeah, that's a person, not some airbrushed fantasy. The whole premise is stupid genius. Are you sure you're not gay? Prove it by identifying pussies. Like some twisted CAPTCHA for your sexuality. I clicked through maybe forty images. Some are close ups so extreme you forget what you're looking at. It becomes abstract. A fleshy Rorschach test. I caught myself tilting my head like a confused dog. The game doesn't explain its scoring system, just throws numbers at you after each guess. Got one wrong and it docked me points with this judgmental little sound effect. Rude. But then I got three right in a row and felt like a champion. A very specific, slightly concerning champion. The humor is baked in but deadpan. It never winks at you. Just presents these photos with dead seriousness. That's where the comedy lives. The amateur quality of the interface adds to it. Looks like a website from 2006, the kind your friend's older brother would show you. There's a progression but I couldn't figure out what triggered the next tier. Maybe accuracy? Maybe just endurance. The whole thing is a shitpost that somehow got coded into existence. I forgot to check if there's sound beyond that judgmental beep. Probably better that way.

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