Damn, I was expecting some polished AAI production but got this weird fever dream instead. The whole premise sounds like someone threw every popular waifu into a blender with vacation vibes - you got Hinata lounging by pools, Tsunade doing... well, Tsunade things, and somehow Makima ended up serving cocktails? The art's all over the place too, some CG looks decent while others feel rushed, but honestly that's part of the charm. You're this resort worker trying to bang basically every anime girl who ever made you question your life choices during puberty.

What gets me is how they just dumped everyone together without caring about continuity. Bulma's chatting with Nami about... resort management I guess? While Yor's doing her assassin thing but in a bikini. The dialogue ranges from surprisingly sweet romance attempts to straight-up "let's fuck behind the tiki bar" energy. Some scenes with Mitsuri actually made me feel things before immediately cutting to Nobara being aggressive as hell - gave me whiplash but not complaining. The sandbox elements let you wander around hitting on whoever, though the interaction system feels clunky. Sometimes clicking on Yoruichi just makes her repeat the same flirty line three times.

The sex scenes vary wildly - some are genuinely hot with decent buildup, others feel like they were animated by someone who learned anatomy from hentai exclusively. Shinobu's route surprised me with actual character development before the inevitable creampie finale. Meanwhile Makima's just... being Makima but horny, which works I guess? The whole thing feels unfinished in places, dialogue cuts off mid-sentence sometimes, but there's enough content to keep you busy. Just don't expect AAA polish when you're getting your rocks off to seeing Momo in situations that'd make her classmates blush.

Boruto in this game feels less like a hero and more like that horny disaster main guy from a messy romance anime who suddenly got handed a cheat power that strips everyone’s brakes off. Not mind control, not some magic “you love me now”, more like turning up the volume on what they already want and then watching them try to pretend nothing is happening. One late meeting with this strange hooded freak in the street and boom, the whole village turns into a pressure cooker of lust, shame and “I definitely shouldn’t be doing this but I’m already touching you so fuck it”. The game leans hard into that feeling. You walk around like in a small RPG sandbox, poking at people’s boundaries, watching them crack a little, then a lot. Hinata, Sakura, Sarada, even the “proper” types, they all feel like they have this hidden script under the skin, and your new power finds it. One moment Hinata is doing the worried mom thing, nagging you about training, next moment she’s blushing so hard you know she’s picturing your cock buried in her and hating herself for it. The game lets you push. Or not. Sometimes the nicest scenes come from being patient. Sometimes you just bend her over the table and pound her full of cum until she’s dripping down her thighs, whispering “I’m a bad mother” while still begging for more.

What surprised me is how much actual “story feel” there is between the porn beats. It’s not just walking from sex scene to sex scene. There’s this weird tension like a romance anime that lost its PG rating way too early and never looked back. You have those long talks with Sarada where she tries to act like a serious future leader, except you notice how often her eyes flick to your crotch after a certain event. Then you get that first scene where you corrupt that seriousness, bit by bit, maybe starting with “innocent” groping during training, ending in you filling her ass while she bites her glove to not scream your name. The turn based combat is almost funny in contrast, like someone glued a small classic RPG onto a corruption doujin. It works though. Beating some random threat in an alley and then using the stress of the situation to corner a flustered girl into giving you a sloppy, rushed blowjob feels way more dirty than if it just appeared in a menu. There are choices, too, and not all of them are cozy. You can humiliate, you can be gentle, you can act like a dom asshole with a soft spot. One route had me spanking Sakura so hard her ass turned bright red and she still tried to scold me like a teacher, right up until I slid inside her and she completely lost the act. Another run I tried to play more submissive, letting one of the girls take charge and peg me with that unexpected futa situation, and honestly it hit like that one weird hentai manga you secretly keep saved in a separate folder on your phone. Incest tension with Hinata is handled like a slow-burn car crash, every choice making it worse and hotter at the same time. On top of that, the AI style CG gives everything this slightly unreal, dreamy quality that fits the whole “desire is leaking into reality and nobody is safe” vibe. Some scenes are rough, some are loving, some are just trashy and fun, and the game kind of shrugs and tells you: this is on you. You wanted this.

Look, I'm gonna be real with you - this game is basically what happens when someone watches too much My Hero Academia and thinks "you know what this needs? More tits." And honestly? They weren't wrong.

The whole premise is ridiculous in the best way possible. You're playing some generic dude who somehow ends up at UA High School, except instead of learning how to be a hero, everyone's just horny as fuck. Uraraka's floating around in her school uniform looking like she's about to pop out of it, Momo's creating... well, let's just say she's not making tea this time. The writing tries to be funny and sometimes it actually lands - there's this one scene where Bakugo's screaming about explosions while getting a handjob and I lost my shit laughing. But then other times it's just cringe dialogue that makes you wonder if the writer ever talked to a real person.

What really gets me is how they handled the uniforms. Like, they clearly spent way more time making sure every skirt was the perfect length to show just enough thigh than they did on... literally anything else. The art style tries to copy the anime but it's obviously done by someone who learned to draw from DeviantArt tutorials. Not saying it's bad, just saying you can tell. Mina's scenes are probably the hottest though - something about that pink skin just hits different. Oh and don't get me started on how they butchered Deku's character, turning him from nervous virgin into some smooth-talking pussy magnet. It's like they took everything that made him interesting and threw it out the window for the sake of having him bang everyone. Still fapped to it though, not gonna lie.

I didn’t expect to laugh this much while, you know, also being wildly turned on. *Furry Bang Town* sounds like some cheap meme bait, but halfway through the first date scene with that smug wolf barista (he keeps pretending he’s bored while his tail literally wags), I realized this game knows exactly what it’s doing. There’s this weird mix of parody and genuine horniness - it flirts with irony but still goes all in when things get wet. The humor hits that awkward space where you don’t know if you’re supposed to cringe or moan. And the writing? Kind of broken in places, but in a way that feels like someone poured their kinks into Google Translate and said, “good enough.” It works. Too well maybe.

I keep thinking about Judy - not the movie one, but the version here who’s somehow both a cop and a futa stripper on weekends. Her route wrecked me; she teases like she’s reading your mind, then there’s this beach scene where she just drops the uniform and starts talking about “justice” while grinding against your thigh. It’s ridiculous. I almost closed the tab, but the sound design pulled me back - heavy breathing layered with seagulls and waves, absurdly effective. Then suddenly, boom, Pokémon crossover out of nowhere. A Lucario bartender offering “protein shots.” I wanted to roll my eyes, but I was already clicking through dialogue faster than I’d like to admit.

The public use scenes are messy in every sense - crowded cafe bathrooms, fur everywhere, people pretending not to watch. It’s filthy, kind of funny, and weirdly intimate. I hated that it made me feel something beyond just arousal. Also, the ending just stops mid-sentence, like the dev gave up or came too early. Still, I can’t stop thinking about that line where the pony character whispers, “You smell like story.” What does that even mean? Maybe nothing. Maybe everything. I’m probably overthinking it, but whatever - this game got under my skin in ways it really shouldn’t have.

Reaper here is not your moody edge-lord with two shotguns, he is basically walking ass-destruction service, and the game just goes, “yeah ok, let’s see how far this hole goes.” You pick if Reaper is more him or more her at the start, which is already kinda hot because both versions are thirsty as hell. Male Reaper is all about that brutal pounding vibe, thick cock, big rough hands on the hips, like he wants to bury you in the mattress. Female version keeps the mask and the tits, with this big futa cock that looks wrong in the best way, and somehow that makes the whole thing feel even filthier. It’s still Reaper, same mask, same attitude, just now your main concern is if your ass will ever close again.

Game drops you basically straight into anal action. No long buildup, no weird lore dump, just “here’s the hole, here’s the cock, figure it out.” You start playing with the speed and the different movement styles, and at first I was like “ok, standard stuff” and then suddenly the angle changes, the stroke gets deeper, and Reaper’s hips are just slamming in this very evil rhythm that made me bite my lip in real life. You mess a bit with tempo, go from slow teasing grind where just the tip sits there stretching the rim, to full brutal fucking where the cheeks are shaking and Reaper is just plowing like it’s overtime and the payload is your colon. There is this one moment when I cranked the speed a little too much and the character did that little body jerk that looks like “oh fuck, too deep” and I legit had to pause the game and laugh because yeah, felt that one in my soul.

The consequences part is what made me stay longer than I planned. It’s not just in-out animation loop. You actually see what happens after Reaper uses your ass as personal shooting range. Hole stays loose, lube or cum dripping, body language changes, there’s that exhausted slump where you can tell whoever is taking it is just done, but Reaper is not. I liked when you push him to go rough, pull him in close and the mask gets right into the frame while he hammers you, then after he finishes, you see the mess, the gape, the “ok I’m ruined” look. Honestly, I wish there were like one or two more positions, but at the same time the focus on anal and on this one fantasy makes everything hit harder. It’s dirty, very focused on that backdoor obsession, and the game kinda doesn’t care about anything else. Which, for an Overwatch Reaper fuck-my-ass simulator, is exactly as stupid and horny as it sounds.

This one feels like somebody took every filthy Tifa doujin from early 2000s, blended it with those old “milk factory” flash games, then said “ok, but what if we actually go too far this time?” and just never hit the brakes. You start with Tifa already trussed up like some prize cow, arms tight, chest pushed out, and that stupid cruel machine sitting in front like it knows it’s the real main character. No build up, no romance, just click and her huge tits get locked into those harsh metal cups. The first time they start pumping and you see the milk actually spray and collect, it hits that classic hentai brain spot, very old-school “broken shrine maiden” energy, but with a Final Fantasy cosplay skin that honestly fits almost too well. She’s trying to keep that strong Tifa face and failing, and yeah, that’s the good part. You tweak intensity, watch the nipples get abused, see the flow change, and the camera just sits there and stares, like the game is as obsessed with her chest as every teenage boy from the PS1 era.

What really got me grinning like an idiot was the whole closed loop thing. Milk comes out, then hey, guess what, it’s going right back in. You crank the milking, the tube fills, then suddenly she’s basically forced to chug her own stuff, cheeks hollowing, throat swallowing, that desperate panic in her eyes. It’s disgusting and hot at same time, very hentai logic. Her belly swelling as the milk floods her inside, that old “liquid inflation” style you saw in weird doujins nobody admitted to owning. Watching her stomach rise while the boobs are still getting tortured is such a stupid, specific fetish hit that I had to pause a moment just to laugh. They even give you that final “release valve” in the back, opening the anal gate and letting everything gush out, like some perverted dairy pipeline. The first time I clicked that, the way her body twitches as the milk blasts out of her ass, it felt like a punchline to a joke only hentai veterans understand. It does get a bit samey after a while, since it’s really just you, Tifa, the machine, milk everywhere, some sliders and timing, no side stuff, no little extra positions. The sound loop also cuts just a tiny bit awkward at one point and now I can’t not hear it. But I keep coming back anyway, watching her get milked dry and overfilled again, because that look when she’s right between pain, humiliation, and dumb pleasure scratches a place modern pretty, polished games forgot existed.

I swear this game messed with my head more than any so-called “psychological” visual novel ever did. You wake up rich, spoiled, surrounded by girls who look like they stepped straight out of some fever-dream crossover - like, imagine Asuka Langley arguing with Hinata about who gets to sit closer to you at breakfast, and then Merlin just casually walks in wearing nothing but a towel that doesn’t even try to do its job. It’s ridiculous, yet there’s something weirdly believable about it. Maybe because the dream logic fits too well: everything looks perfect, but your brain keeps whispering that something’s off. I liked that uneasy feeling until it got buried under all the moaning and skin. Then again, maybe that’s the point - when reality breaks, people reach for pleasure first. Or I’m overthinking pixels again.

There’s this scene - I won’t spoil too much - but you’re supposed to choose between helping Yor Forger study or letting Jinx drag you to her room. I picked Yor, thinking it’d be wholesome. Yeah, right. Five clicks later she’s on the desk, glasses half-off, saying things no spy should ever say. The animation isn’t flawless; sometimes her eyes lag behind her face, which made me laugh when I shouldn’t have. But that glitchy charm stuck with me longer than any of the polished stuff. And the sound design? Way too real. My cheap headphones couldn’t handle Tsunade’s voice purring through them. Still, I kept replaying the same moment like an idiot chasing déjà vu.

Funny thing: I started playing for the sexy chaos, but ended up stuck thinking about that blank-memory setup. Like maybe the main guy deserves the confusion. Maybe we all do. It’s a horny game pretending to be philosophical - or a philosophical game pretending to be horny. Doesn’t matter. When Nami whispers something about “remembering the wrong things,” I actually paused. Then I unpaused, because, well… she was already moving.

There is something strangely intimate about watching a girl with huge tits in a tight Japanese uniform pretending not to notice the guy next to her on a crowded train. This game leans into that feeling hard. You are basically dropped into a subway car full of strangers, that slightly dirty fantasy where nobody knows you, nobody should be touching anyone, and of course everyone ends up doing exactly that. It feels like a fan’s wet dream that escaped from a Bleach x Death Note crossover forum, got drunk, and forgot all the story rules. One scene she looks like Orihime wearing a too-small blazer, next moment the vibe flips and she has that Misa Amane look, black accessories, little mischievous smile that screams “I pretend to be innocent but I’ll suck you off under this train seat if I’m bored enough.”

I like that the game doesn’t give you long explanations. You just click. Picture, some text you probably can’t read if you don’t know Japanese, something flashes, and suddenly you are on a different angle, closer, seeing more skin. It feels like paging through some cursed hentai doujin on my old phone on the Tokyo metro, trying not to let the guy behind me see the screen, except here the fantasy is reversed: you are the guy behind her, breathing way too close, hand almost touching. At one point I tapped on the black cat in the corner just because I was bored and it actually pushed the scene forward. That tiny dumb cat is now stuck in my brain more than some of the sex. I kept trying to click its tail, thinking “ok this time maybe it meows” and uselessly hoping for a secret blowjob angle or something. Never happened. I’m still annoyed. I’ll probably keep clicking it next time anyway.

The best bit for me is that first moment when she pretends to be shocked. She is holding the train bar, packed between strangers, and your hand brushes up against the curve of her breast. The art really sells the weight of those tits, that soft squeeze through fabric. Her eyes jump wide, then slide sideways, cheeks red, and you can almost hear her thinking “if I call for help, everyone will look, but if I stay quiet, maybe it feels nice.” It’s not subtle at all, but the timing of the zooms and the way her mouth slowly opens really nails that hentai rhythm. Later when she is on her knees in the subway corner, one hand still clutching the pole like she is afraid the train will stop, lips wrapped around the stranger’s cock, spit shining on her chin, there is this tiny detail: her uniform skirt is still properly folded, like she is trying to keep one last piece of her “good girl” act intact. Completely ridiculous, because two clicks later she is swallowing, throat bulging, eyes wet, and there is literally cum dripping down between her tits. The game jumps from shy to shameless faster than my VPN disconnects when I open Pornhub. I almost wish there was more buildup, more teasing, more scenes in the crowd where you are not sure if someone saw something. But no, it just throws you straight into that classic hentai subway hell where everyone else looks like props and the only real thing is her mouth, her breasts, that messy mix of guilt and arousal on her face. And it works, even when it shouldn’t.

Isekai Brothel feels like someone cracked open my anime watchlist, dumped it on the bed, and said, “Ok, pick who you wanna fuck first.” It’s a dating sim wrapped around a brothel idea, but not the usual boring “pick one route, marry waifu, roll credits”. Here you jump between worlds and timelines, grab girls from different series, and basically run this horny multiverse where fidelity is a suggestion, not a rule. As a poly person this hits weirdly close to my fantasy: not needing to “pick best girl”, just stacking them like a chaotic harem Jenga tower and seeing what breaks first, your dick or your free time. And yeah, it’s messy. The art style and scenes don’t always match perfectly between girls, the transitions sometimes feel like someone hit the skip button too fast, but honestly that fits the vibe. It feels like a porn stash, not a museum.

What I liked a lot is how it leans hard into the “brothel” part without pretending to be moral about it. You flirt, you pay, you fuck. Sometimes you date first, sometimes you go straight to raw dog in a rented room. One moment I was having a kinda sweet “date” with a shy girl, choosing dialog options that made her open up, and then suddenly I was balls-deep while she begged me not to pull out. The jump from wholesome to filthy is fast and I actually enjoy that whiplash. There are quick sex scenes for when you just want a 2-minute stress relief, and longer dates where you build some tension before ruining her makeup. The game throws in fetishes pretty casually, like, “Oh, you clicked this girl again? Guess we’re doing anal now” and doesn’t over-explain anything. It trusts that if you’re on an adult site and recognize half these characters, you already know what you’re here for. One tiny thing that annoyed me: sometimes dialog sounds like it was translated twice through Google, then drunk-edited, but honestly I still liked that more than fake polished porn writing that nobody talks like.

The multiverse teleport tech is a cool excuse for why everyone is in one place, but the real fun is when you start mentally mixing “lore” from different shows while you’re mid-thrust. I was fucking a certain very proud, very stacked demon girl while thinking “if her boss from that other universe walked in right now, he’d probably applaud.” Then I switched to a sweet healer-type girl and went from rough choking and hair pulling to soft missionary and kissing like some kind of emotional whiplash speedrun. The game doesn’t punish you for jumping from girl to girl; it almost encourages it, like “you liked that dommy mommy? Nice, go cuddle the awkward schoolgirl now, coward.” It’s not trying to be classy, and I appreciate that a lot. Sex here can be romantic, sure, but it can also be just sloppy blowjob in a side room while other clients are busy in the back. I kinda wish there were more scenes where the girls interact with each other and not only with you, like full-on group sessions that acknowledge relationships between them, but at the same time I like the feeling that I’m sneaking from room to room, collecting different bodies and personalities like a horny little goblin. The whole thing feels like a guilty browser tab you forget to close, which is exactly how this kind of game should feel.