Eddie’s dick doesn’t work. That’s the starting line, right? This guy’s got pandemic loans crushing him, a boss who probably wants a rimjob in the boardroom, and his wife’s tits are practically bursting out of her blouse while she’s on her phone, supposedly job hunting. Sure, Rachel. You’re sending resumes at midnight with your lip gloss smeared. The AI art here is... a choice. Some CGs look like a glossy doujin cover, next one she’s got six fingers and a melting eye socket. Like babe did you get into the reactor core? But honestly the jank kind of adds to the sleazy vibe. It’s a kinetic novel so you just click and read, zero choices, just watching this trainwreck happen through a chat app interface.

The phone screen is the whole game, basically. You’re peeking at Rachel’s DMs and group chats as some “helpful” new friend from a support group starts texting her. Emojis everywhere. Wink face, eggplant, water drops. You know the drill. The corruption is text based but it hits that specific itch where a guy named something like “FitnessBro88” uses too many voice messages and she’s slowly typing back “lol stop” but then sends a photo of her new skirt, asking if it’s too short. Eddie is in the other room chugging energy drinks and trying to get hard for a spreadsheet. The game knows what you’re here for. It doesn’t waste time on deep lore, just pure voyeuristic dread. Every notification ping made my actual phone vibrate once and I almost threw it across the room.

The masturbation scenes are all described in this broken, horny poetry. “Her fingers became a blur of shame.” Something like that. The cheating aspect is less about a big reveal and more about the slow death of her filter. She’ll tease some guy about his profile pic, then suddenly it’s 2 AM and the chat log is just images loading. You never see Eddie’s face, just his stress. Honestly the erectile dysfunction angle is played for pure cuck fuel, and if you’re not into netorare this will just feel like a slideshow of bad decisions. The climax, if you can call it that, is more of a whimper. No big explosion, just a final image that’s slightly more unhinged than the last. Got what I deserved I guess.