Remember the voluptuous and fiery redhead Listy from Royal Blade? Every soul in the kingdom fantasized about her, craving to claim her body. But this time, the sly thief had a darker plan in mind.

After the fierce Royal Battle, while Listy basked in her triumph, the thief crept close with a wicked grin. He slipped a potent sleeping potion into her wine, watching her eyelids grow heavy with each sip.

As soon as Listy drifted off, the thief dragged her fragile form into his dark dungeon, shadows swallowing them whole. No one would hear her cries here; only the echoes of raw desire whispered through the stone walls.

Hungrily, he tore off her clothes, exposing her luscious, heavy breasts glistening in the dim light. Next, he slid down her black thong, unveiling the tight, pink core that pulsed with forbidden heat.

His large, throbbing cock sprang free from his trousers, hungry to plunge deep inside her inviting crevices. He ravaged her body like a beast released, pounding her in every tender hole with savage hunger.

The dungeon echoed with their desperate gasps and slaps, a symphony of raw desire and dark domination. Listy, caught between fear and fiery arousal, trembled beneath the thief’s merciless touch.

If you crave games where power, lust, and submission collide in a spicy parody of Queens Blade, this dark tale will drag you in. Will you watch Listy’s fate unfold, or take control and dive into the forbidden pleasures lurking beneath the castle?

Jane’s story picks up like you just opened the wrong chat at work and kept scrolling anyway. She’s already knee-deep in trouble, already owned, already used to being told what to do, and somehow still trying to pretend she has a choice. The game throws you back into her life without a big speech, no slow tutorial, just “here, she’s a slave now, figure out how filthy you want this to get.” You move around this sandbox city and every location feels like it has some pervy little side route, like the dev decided “ok, how can I make her more exposed here?” and then actually followed through. It’s not just “click sex scene, get reward.” Sometimes you’re just walking her to some boring errand and there’s this chance for a random grope on the bus, or a guy in the alley offering her a “deal,” and it turns into a whole chain where her clothes get shorter and her shame gets smaller. I tried to play it nice, avoiding fights, talking my way out of things, no violence, and the game basically goes “cool, then we’ll just fuck her brain instead of breaking bones.” Which honestly worked for me.

What caught me is how the sex isn’t always set up like some big event. One moment she’s arguing with another girl, and then it slips into this aggressive lesbian scene where they’re half angry, half horny, pushing each other around, groping, calling names, tongue everywhere. Later you see the same girl again in a group scene and they act like it was nothing. The male domination side hits hard too. Some scenes are straight-up mean: collar on, leash pulled, dick in her mouth while somebody else plays with toys between her legs, and she has this look like she’s scared but hungry. There’s vaginal and anal piled on each other so often you start to forget which one you clicked first, with multiple penetration scenes where she’s pinned so tight you only see flashes of her face between all the bodies. Interracial lineups, rough handjobs used like punishment, creampies that drip down her thighs while people watch in public like it’s a show. One scene in particular, she’s forced to “model” in a shop window, naked except for heels, people walking past the glass while a guy behind her slides in and just keeps fucking her like she’s furniture. I hated how much I liked that.

The 3dcg bodies lean hard into big tits, like gravity is more of a suggestion. Boobs bouncing out of tiny tops, nipples poking through see-through stuff, and nobody in this city seems able to keep their hands off her chest for longer than two clicks. Sometimes the animation looks a bit stiff, and it annoyed me for a second, then I clicked again and suddenly she’s on all fours, ass up, anal and oral at the same time while someone else films it on a phone. The RPG bits kind of sneak in: stats quietly shifting based on whether you let her open her legs or keep them closed, options unlocking because she got used to one kink, or because she failed to resist a “training session.” And yeah, on phone it’s surprisingly easy to tap through scenes with one hand, if you know what I mean, but returning to the same save on Chrome later, I noticed I had completely forgotten what “goal” I had. I just kept drifting from scene to scene, seeing how far I could push her exhibitionism, like “ok, what happens if I say yes to every humiliating choice.” The answer is a lot of spit, a lot of cum, toys in places they probably weren’t designed for, and Jane soaking in all of it, half broken, half proud of being this filthy little center of attention. There’s no real clean route, not anymore, and that’s kind of the charm. Or the problem. Hard to tell.

It’s weird how a game can make your stomach twist like that - like jealousy and curiosity are kissing behind your ribs. Mina’s messages feel too real, her little hearts and half-sincere emojis landing harder than they should. You’re not just reading text bubbles; you’re kinda reading your own reflection, that insecure part that wants to check her phone when she’s in the shower. It’s not even about trust. It’s about the thrill of maybe finding something you shouldn’t. The game knows that. It plays you more than you play it. I kept thinking I’d stay calm, but then some random producer sent her a photo at midnight, and I swear I felt my pulse in my teeth.

There’s this moment - she sends a selfie that’s almost innocent. Almost. You can tell she’s not alone, though the frame pretends she is. That’s when I realized the point isn’t to “win” her back. The point’s to feel that sting, to let it crawl under your skin until it burns. The choices don’t really matter, or maybe they do, but the game’s so good at pretending they don’t that you start second-guessing your own reactions. I hated that. And loved it. Like when you know you’re being teased but you lean into it anyway. The music’s soft, too clean for what’s happening on-screen - it’s like watching a slow breakup inside a perfume ad.

I wish Mina’s typing bubbles didn’t take so long to appear. That wait feels cruel. But maybe that’s the best part. You stare, waiting, wondering what she’s doing while you wait. Sometimes I thought I wanted more pictures, more explicit proof, but when the game actually gives you something close to that, it’s worse. You want to look away, but you don’t. That’s the whole trick - it makes you complicit. It’s not about sex, not really. It’s about wanting to control what you can’t. And maybe that’s the dirtiest thing of all.

This Scooby-Doo parody hits different when you realize they actually made Fred watch from the corner. The gang's got this new guy who's basically speedrunning corruption routes faster than you can say "jinkies," and honestly? The outfits are what got me first - Velma's sweater gets progressively tighter each scene until it's basically painted on, while Daphne's whole wardrobe screams "I'm definitely not the innocent one anymore." But then the writing kicks in and suddenly you're watching Fred get absolutely demolished emotionally while this newcomer just... takes over everything. The animation style works surprisingly well for what they're going for, though I kept getting distracted by how Velma's glasses somehow stay perfectly positioned during the most ridiculous situations. Like, physics much?

The sandbox elements let you corrupt at your own pace, which sounds great until you realize there's actually optimal paths and you've been doing everything wrong for hours. Mystery-solving takes a backseat to mystery-creating, if you catch my drift. Daphne's scenes escalate way faster than Velma's, but that might just be because redheads are apparently easier targets in this universe. The group dynamics get wild when everyone's involved - there's this one sequence where the van is literally rocking and Fred's just standing outside looking confused. Poor guy never saw it coming. The dialogue tries too hard to be funny sometimes, throwing in "zoinks" every other sentence like we forgot what show this is parodying. But when the corruption really kicks in and the girls start suggesting their own "investigations," the writing actually gets pretty clever about subverting expectations.

What really sells it though is how they handle the trainer aspects - you're not just clicking through scenes, you're actively choosing who gets corrupted how and watching the ripple effects. The netorare elements aren't subtle at all, which honestly works better than trying to be coy about it. Fred's reactions range from oblivious to devastated, and watching that progression while Velma discovers she likes being watched is genuinely hot. Just don't expect any mystery-solving by the end.

Reiko Holinger, the busty beauty from Mobile Suit Gundam shows up transformed into a provocative shape you’ve never seen. Here, your hands roam over Reiko’s massive tits and luscious figure like never before.

First, get a feel for the intuitive controls that put you in charge of undressing and touching this sexy doll. Pick presents and adult toys that suit your wicked desires and make Reiko moan louder with every touch.

You’ll find a range of devices, from sturdy dildos to buzzing toys, to spike her excitement and satisfaction. Slowly strip off her tight uniform or skimpy bikini, watching her huge tits bounce and tempt you with every move.

Drive deep into her soft, wet core again and again, enjoying the way her big ass and boobs respond to your rough hands. Watch her breasts expand and bounce under your grip while you experiment with new toys and positions.

Playing this parody game lets you enjoy Reiko in a way Gundam fans never imagined. Get lost in the raw eroticism of Reiko’s curves, undressing and pleasuring her without limits.

Count on vivid visuals and an array of toys that let you explore every kink involving Reiko’s voluptuous body. Can you handle the wild ride of undressing and fucking a busty icon like Reiko?

Thick curves of Litchi Faye-Ling's massive breasts press against your view, her brunette locks cascading as she invites you into an intense, filthy encounter. This hentai flash game lets you manipulate the scene from every angle, using your mouse to explore each luscious detail.

Start slow, teasing her tight pink pussy, watching her swallow your thick cock deep with a passionate blowjob that leaves her cheeks flushed and eyes glazed. The game’s controls are intuitive, letting you swap between rough titfucks, paizuri, and deep thrusts - each one pushing her limits further.

Litchi’s breath hitches as you dominate her from every angle, forcing her swollen tits to jiggle wildly with every piston stroke. Watch her facial expressions twist in pleasure and pain, her chest rising and falling rapidly, inviting you to push the boundaries of your lust.

The game explores hardcore themes like breast expansion and endless cumshots, letting you tease and torment Litchi with your deepest fantasies. From slow, sultry caresses to unrelenting pounding, this game offers hours of explicit content starring your favorite voluptuous BlazBlue fighter.

Put your mouse to work, exploring each crevice, every curve, and switching angles till you find the perfect spot to maximize her pleasure. Prepare yourself for a long session of horny exploration, brutal fucking, and sloppy, passionate releases with Litchi Faye-Ling's gargantuan tits as your playground.

This one feels like opening a quiet married life and finding a hidden door behind the closet, the kind of door you should not touch if you want to stay “good”. You start as this regular wife, soft and a bit shy, the type who believes in rings and forever. She has a husband, a routine, nothing crazy. Then tiny things begin to push her. A look from a stranger lingers one second too long. A hand stays on her waist when it should have let go. She tells herself it is nothing, but you already feel how thin that word “nothing” is. Every choice is like sliding one more button open, not just clothes, but the whole soul.

What makes it hit different is how slow the poison moves. The first time she lets another man touch her hand, it feels almost innocent, like “oh, he is just being friendly,” while you know he is already undressing her in his head. When she wraps her fingers around him under the table and pretends she is just reaching for her phone, it is so wrong that it burns, but also strangely sweet, like cheap wine that makes you dizzy too fast. The game loves that line between “I should stop” and “just a little more”. She gives a blowjob in the back of a car and spends the ride home wiping her lips and rehearsing what lie to tell her husband, and you watch that guilt mix with this wild new pleasure that she did not even know she could feel. That first time she lets someone slide inside her, not her husband, there is no dramatic music, just messy breathing, a bed that is not hers, and the heavy thought that some doors do not close again. You see her texts, the late-night chats, the way she pretends to be tired when her husband wants sex because she already had her cunt filled earlier by someone else. She still says she loves him, and in a sick way, you believe her.

I kept thinking about fate while playing, like maybe she was never meant to stay loyal, maybe her “destiny” is to become this hotwife that every man uses in secret. The corruption is not magic, it feels like real life, like all those stories you read on Reddit at work when you should be doing spreadsheets. Each scene pushes her moral line a bit further until the word “cheating” almost loses meaning and becomes just “Tuesday”. You can let her fight it or lean into it, but the gravity always pulls her toward darker stuff: letting another guy cum in her and then going home to ride her husband, pretending she is tight only for him, when you know she is still dripping from before. Oral turns from something she does for love into something she does because she craves the taste, any dick, any time. Handjobs in places she should not even be aroused, quick vaginal fucks in bathrooms, the kind of secret filth that would destroy a marriage in one second if found. I liked how sometimes scenes feel almost romantic with the wrong man, like her heart is cheating too, not just her body, and sometimes it is just raw, ugly lust with no feelings at all. And yeah, part of me wanted her to stop and be a good wife again, but another part already accepted that the good wife died the moment she smiled back at temptation.

Layla looks like that girl who sat two rows in front of you in college, the one who always said she’d leave this boring town and actually meant it. In this game she finally does it and the city just laughs in her face. No magic, no silly power fantasy, just her, cheap heels, bad decisions and a phone full of unanswered messages. First night, she drags her worn suitcase into a shitty rented room, checks her bank app, and you can almost feel her stomach drop. That’s when the game quietly hands you the knife and asks how deep you’re willing to cut her pride. You’re not some god, more like the ugly little voice in her head arguing with the part of her that still wants to be a “good person”. One moment you’re telling her to keep her legs closed and hold out for a real job on JobStreet, next moment you’re nudging her to answer that Telegram message from the “photographer” who definitely doesn’t care about composition.

The dirty stuff doesn’t show up like a porn hub thumbnail, it sneaks up. A conversation with a landlord about overdue payment turns into him putting his hand on her hip while she pretends not to notice, and the game just waits to see if you make her move away or lean into it. First blowjob scene is not fireworks, it’s awkward as hell, with her knees hurting on that cheap carpet and him grabbing her hair too rough, and the worst part is how she tries to convince herself this is “just temporary”. Later, when she ends up in the club VIP room with that coke-breath promoter, the vibe is completely different, she’s already learned how to fake a smile, how to arch her back so the dress rides up just enough to get what she wants quicker. Sex here swings from needy and almost romantic, like when she sleeps with the one decent guy who actually remembers her favorite coffee from Starbucks, to straight-up degrading backroom shit where she’s on her hands and knees while some asshole spits on her back and calls her a whore because you told her to take the easy money. It’s weird, because sometimes the “hot” scenes feel like losing, like you’re selling little pieces of the girl you met in the intro.

What I didn’t expect is how much the small stuff sticks. Like that scene where she’s sitting on the edge of the bathtub, mascara halfway down her face, scrolling Instagram and comparing herself to these perfect influencers while drying cum off her cheek with toilet paper that keeps tearing. Or when she texts her old coworker pretending everything is fine, then deletes three paragraphs and just sends “yeah I’m good lol”. The game remembers when you pushed her to cross a line earlier and those choices crawl back inside her personality. She starts to dirty talk more, or maybe she just goes quiet during sex and stares at the ceiling like she’s not even in the room. There’s no sudden magic switch where she goes from saint to complete slut, she kind of slides there, one compromise at a time, and sometimes it’s actually worse when the scene is gentle, when she moans and wraps her legs around a guy she doesn’t even like because it feels easier than saying no. I kinda hate that the game made me care about her then threw her into a gangbang scene in a cheap hotel where she’s pretending to enjoy being used by guys who don’t even remember her name, while a little part of her is still thinking about rent and whether she can buy pizza later. And yeah, I wish I could say I always picked the “moral” choice, but when you see her bank balance hit zero and the only option left is some filthy offer on a shady app, curiosity wins. This is that kind of game where you alt tab to Telegram or Discord after a heavy scene just to breathe, then go right back in and make her do something even worse.

Yui looks like the kind of wife you only see on Reddit threads that are clearly fake. Super sweet, big soft ass that keeps stealing camera focus, totally loyal, obsessed with her wedding dress job and also with you. The game really leans into that. Early on you’re just vibing in your tiny apartment, she’s measuring lace, you’re scrolling on your phone like a useless husband, and it actually feels boring in a nice way. That boring feeling is important, because when the corruption starts it hits harder. One moment she’s talking about veil fabrics, next moment her phone lights up with “Kuroda” and the whole mood drops like your battery at 5% with no charger. I liked that shift. Felt a bit too real. I literally paused the game to check Telegram while she was panicking, lol.

Kuroda is such a walking red flag that if he was on Tinder the app would soft‑ban him. Drug mess, manipulative, and the story keeps pretending “he’s still family” like that fixes anything. Watching Yui try to defend him is painful and hot at the same time, which makes me sound terrible, but here we are. The corruption is mostly emotional at first. Small lies. Late returns home. Her eyes looking away a little too quick. There is this one scene where she comes back from “helping him” and she’s still in her nice dress, but her lipstick is smudged just enough. Not obvious, but if you ever used Google Photos zoom you can’t unsee it. You can choose to confront her or act like a doormat. I tried both. Honestly, neither path makes you feel like a hero. Which is good. Or bad. Depends on how much you enjoy self‑insert suffering. There is romance mixed in, not some flowers and chocolate thing, more like those quiet moments when she sits on your lap, apologizing, and you know she’s hiding shit, yet you still grab her hips because that ass is ridiculous. The humiliation is slow burn: tiny cracks in trust, neighbors maybe hearing things through the wall, your line messages left on “read” while she “works late”. Sex scenes reward you, but they also kind of punish you. When the AI art goes extra on her curves while the text reminds you she might have been touched by someone else half an hour ago, your dick and your ethics go into open conflict.

On phone it runs smooth enough, though the UI sometimes hides buttons behind my stupid fat thumb and I got stuck in a menu once and rage‑tapped like an idiot. The simulator feeling comes from all the routine: chat logs, little money choices, scheduling when she visits Kuroda again. I wish there were more small domestic moments, like brushing teeth together, but instead you get repeated CG angles and that one underwear set that appears so often it should have its own Twitter account. Also the auto mode is too fast and too slow at the same time, somehow. What I really liked is how it plays with cheating. It’s not just “she cheats, you cry, game over”. It keeps asking how much you participate in her fall. Do you push her toward “helping” him because you’re naive, or because you secretly want to see how far she goes? There’s one late scene where she texts you that she’ll be “a bit late” and you can reply something supportive or jealous. No matter what you pick, it hurts in a different flavor. That’s the moment the game stops being about Kuroda and starts being about how disgusting desire can be when mixed with love. And also, again, that ass in those tight skirts. Honestly, the romance is kind of beautiful. And totally fucked. Both things can be true.