Her shoulders do this little hitch thing when she's nervous. The sprite animation loops every three seconds, a tiny shrug that makes her collarbone catch the light. My patient, blonde, stacked in that way where the artist clearly had a reference folder just labeled "research". She's here for mental disorder treatment. Sure. I'm a hypnotherapist now, apparently. The game doesn't waste time with medical accuracy.

Click the pocket watch. Swing it back and forth. Her eyes track it with this glazed expression that's supposed to be trance but honestly looks more like she's trying to read fine print from across the room. The animation stutters on the third swing, always the third swing, like the developer got bored and just copy-pasted the first two frames. I kept clicking anyway.

The stripping mechanic is straightforward. Hypnotize, suggest, remove clothing. Her bra comes off and the physics do this weird float thing where her tits bounce once then settle like they're underwater. Low gravity mode or just lazy keyframes, hard to tell. The nipples are pink and perfectly circular, no areola texture to speak of. Someone spent exactly zero minutes studying anatomy. Still clicked though.

Then the fucking starts. Missionary position, her legs up, that same blank expression from the hypnosis scene. She blinks occasionally. The loop is maybe eight frames total. Her breasts sway in this mechanical pendulum motion that doesn't match the thrusting rhythm at all. Like two separate animations playing on different timelines. My brain noticed. My dick didn't care.

The sound design is what gets me. Wet noises that cut off mid-squelch, a moan that loops every four seconds with an audible click at the seam. I started timing it. Four seconds exactly. The developer didn't even try to crossfade the audio clip. That's either incompetence or contempt and honestly I respect both.

What kind of sicko enjoys this? Me, apparently. Someone who's jerked off to worse flash games on Newgrounds in 2006. Someone who finds the jank itself kind of endearing, like a dog that's ugly but enthusiastic. The hypnosis premise is barely there, just window dressing for a quick fap. She never gets cured. I never asked what her mental disorder was. The game never tells you.

I gotta say, the whole Danganronpa fan thing is weird, right? Like, people get obsessed with that bear. Monokuma. And this game, it knows exactly what it's doing with that. You're some thief, breaking into an abandoned school for tech, and bam, there he is. The black and white bastard. The writing is this second person thing, "you do this, you feel that," which normally makes me cringe but here it works because the whole point is losing control. And you will lose control. Six bad endings out of seven, they're not kidding.

The transformations are where it gets properly fucked. There's this muscle inflation route that's just... absurd. Your body blowing up, veins popping, while Monokuma's voice gets inside your head. The hypnosis angle isn't subtle. It's that slow, creeping voice telling you how good it feels to just let go, to be his puppet, his toy. The text descriptions get really specific about the physical changes, the way your skin stretches, the heat pooling in your gut. One variation has you swelling up so huge you can't move, just a helpless, throbbing mass, and the game describes every helpless twitch. It's hot in that very specific, "I need to clear my browser history" way. The anime style in my head, all those exaggerated expressions, makes the whole thing more surreal.

But then there's the word count. 5k words. That's nothing. You can sneeze and miss half the endings. I blitzed through three routes in like, twenty minutes while waiting for my laundry. The pacing is breakneck, which is fine for a quick fap, but some of these transformations deserve more room to breathe. The inflation one especially, it builds up this intense, humiliating scenario and then just... ends. Abruptly. You get a bad end screen and that's it. No lingering on the aftermath, no description of what Monokuma does with his new musclebound pet. It's a tease in the worst way, like edging without the payoff. A DLC that just expands each bad ending into a longer scene, maybe with some looping descriptions or a "continue" option where you experience life as his controlled drone, that would actually make this dangerous instead of just a quick hit. The core is filthy and creative, it just needs more meat on its bones. Literally, in the case of the inflation stuff.

Yanking down your shorts in the middle of a forest path? Classic Pokemon logic, honestly. This little animation by sismicious drops the haunter right into the action, and it's not here for a friendly battle. One look at those glowing eyes and it's game over for her free will, just a limp body getting repositioned against a tree. The whole thing has this rough, sketchy quality that makes it feel like a leaked reel of something you shouldn't see, with the ghost’s massive, veiny cock being the focal point of every frame.

What gets me isn't even the hypnosis, which is already a favorite trope of mine. It's the lazy sound design. Well, the complete lack of it. No moans, no wet slapping, just a silent hypnotized reverse cowgirl bounce as she rides him with a blank stare, her trainer outfit still mostly on. You start to wonder if haunter’s jagged body parts would actually hurt in that position. The scene does this weird loop where the hypnotic rings keep pulsing around her head, a constant reminder she's not present for any of this. There's also a moment before the big position shift where he just sort of floats her body around like a doll, and the distorted proportion work on her thighs right then is something you can’t unsee. A small thing, and I can't stop thinking about it.

Found it floating around a corner of newgrounds, I think, where the tagging was completely unhinged. The whole director persona of that corner of the internet, everything tagged "sismicious," just has this unique flavor of broken brain pokemon parody. Forgot my headphone dongle again so had to do the whole volume low on phone speaker scan, a truly nerve wracking experience with a giant hypnotized girl on top scene just blasting through the work break room. The outdoor setting gets lost in the haze, but that first lock-in moment, where her eyes go from shock to glassy, is the exact brand of non con taboo that makes you feel a bit cursed for watching.

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