I keep thinking about the match mechanic. Like, it’s supposed to be this simple thing, line up the holes, get the reaction, but my brain goes straight to choreography. There’s this one bit where the woman is positioned with three distinct... openings, all highlighted, and the tentacles just sort of hover, waiting. In my head, I’m already past the game and working out a fan dance, using silk veils to represent the hesitation before a double penetration. The way the game lingers on that moment of alignment, that awkward f