i think he is asking about the story and narrative of the game and whether that's progressing in interesting ways
There's roughly 8,000,000,000 humans on the planet.
The narrative assumes that we're going to meet 4,000,000,000 of them and remember *why* we're not fucking number 119,032,844 this week due to something that was referenced when the rooms got repainted purple.
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Here's a hint: you'll notice that most (if not all) TV series / Netflix/Apple/SF shows have a central cast of 2-6 and an ensemble cast of perhaps 10-20. There's like some really good reasons for that, and why people who get handed $150,000,000 to make a show craft the narratives around said numbers. Thus, the format: either you get a "focus on a minor character" episode or you get "core crew meet *new* NPCs and we never meet them again" episode. It's like bog basic for the stupids writing you get taught when you're a teenager: humans can only manage *TINY* interrelational networks and they're *REALLY* bad at remembering the details without handy hints.
You're apes, at heart: WMV goes
way past bonobos into "this only works if you've the mental construct of a fucking insect. A hive insect at that". Which is why not fucking your family being such a "bone of contention" is fucking hilarious. If you know what insects do.
It's also why I can confidently state two things:
1) This is what ChatGPT would do if you made it make a sex game
2) The creator is ACE or at least, not normatively hetero or homo -sexual: he has no idea what hooks to use or what things *are* sexy. It was, once. Now... "People of Walmart" is sexier - it at least pretends there's some core humanity shared with the audience.
3) Even for a Hive-Mind Pr0n game (Hint: JAMIE = THE QUEEN = YOU, THE BITCH, ARE HARVESTING A HAREM OF HANDMAIDENS TO SERVE HER FOR WHEN SHE PRODUCES THE EGGS) it's terrible. Like: show us the honey conversions, show us the struggle, show us *ANY* kind of fucking tension already.
And yeah: the duck-lips thing was creepy on people and it's worse through the uncanny valley. We're in a post Kardashian world: you don't need to satirize plastic surgery for the poors, we all see it in snapchat filters.
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TL;DR
WMV is perhaps a masterpiece (see prior notes on Jamie and NTR fetishes). But it's fundamentally
anti pornographic and down right cultish without being sexy at its core. It's a "tough wank" if you're switched on, it really is.
At best: it's one of the cleverest critiques of the pr0n-game genre that has ever been made. At worst: it's not clever enough (or have enough of a soul) to do what proper satire does, which is go beyond that, and make the very act of Satire sexy / funny / historical. Swift and Machiavelli and even the Marquis de Sade were doing satire.
And they made it sexy: this does not.