Fucked my way through the 11th floor last night and honestly the thing that sticks with me isn't the titty physics or whatever. It's the janitor. There's a janitor in this magic school who just stares at you while you're running around trying to get your dick wet and I swear to god he knows something. Never interacts. Just there. Mopping the same spot for eternity like some horny Sisyphus. I spent maybe twenty minutes trying to trigger something with him. Nothing. Game's in alpha so maybe next update they'll let me suck off the custodial staff or at least explain why he's watching me cast Sex Bolt at every woman with a pulse.

The Gift of Control. That's your power. Which sounds impressive until you realize it's basically just a magical roofie and you're wandering around this dungeon school propositioning classmates like the worst guidance counselor ever. Two game over screens and one good ending. The bad ends are actually funnier than the win state. One of them you just get vaporized mid-thrust. No warning. Just cosmic horny jail. Respect.

The big boob energy here is aggressive. Like physics engine having a stroke aggressive. Every character jiggles like they're made of gelatin and regret. You walk into a room and it's just... anatomy happening everywhere. The adventure high suspects tag is misleading though because there's no mystery to solve unless the mystery is "why does every room have at least three people ready to bang." That's not a complaint. I think. The dungeon crawling is barebones but functional. Floor 7 has a weird dead end that feels like a metaphor for something but probably just unfinished content. The sex scenes trigger abruptly and sometimes the dialogue reads like it was translated through three languages and a concussion. Beautiful. No notes.