Quiet little towns in these games are never really quiet, but here it actually feels like it for a moment. Just a horny, slightly bored guy with a normal life, scrolling porn on his phone in bed, thinking about girls that are way out of his league. Then his blood wakes up and suddenly everyone wants to either fuck him, use him, or stab him in the heart. In that order. The whole vibe is this mix of fantasy and sci‑fi where the city looks almost normal on the surface, but behind it there’s this hidden vampire hierarchy that treats humans like resources and other vampires like walking status points. You’re the “dead” bloodline that isn’t supposed to exist anymore, so when you start throwing your weight around, some girls get wet, some get scared, some try to play you, and some just let you use them because they think you’re the next big monster on the food chain. The sex scenes lean hard into that power shift thing. You start out kinda unsure, then suddenly you’re fucking from your own POV, hand around a throat, pushing a girl down into the mattress while she pretends she doesn’t like it but keeps grinding back. Creampies are constant here, not just a one‑off fetish. You finish inside, she looks up at you like, “You’re not supposed to do that,” but her legs are still shaking and you know she’ll let you do it again. The animations are not Hollywood level, but weirdly that makes them feel more raw. There’s this one scene in a back alley, neon light from some shitty bar sign hitting her skin, you press her against the wall and just slam into her, her panties pushed to the side, and the way her hips twitch when you cum in her feels almost too intimate for a mobile game you’re playing on the toilet while pretending to scroll TikTok.

What I liked most is how the cheating stuff isn’t treated like some big moral lesson. It just happens. You’re fucking a girl who clearly has someone else, you see the hints, the messages popping up on her phone that she ignores while she’s riding you, and instead of some drama talk, the scene doubles down on how wrong and hot it is. One moment she’s whispering that she shouldn’t be doing this, the next she’s begging you not to pull out. It’s scummy as hell and the game doesn’t apologize for it, which I respect in a dirty way. Not everything is perfect. Sometimes the dialogue tries to be deep and lands a bit like fanfic written on a bus, and there are moments where the pacing is weird. You’ll have this intense political vampire meeting where everyone threatens each other, and right after you’re just casually raw‑dogging someone on a couch like you didn’t almost start a blood war twenty minutes ago. But then again, that mismatch kind of works? Feels like you’re juggling sex, power, and secrets, and always choosing the wrong priority on purpose. The male domination angle is strong but not in a cartoon way. You’re not a screaming edgelord, you’re more like this calm, dangerous guy who realizes people will bend if you push in the right places, emotionally and physically. One of my favorite bits was a scene where you use your status to steal a girl from another vampire at a party, polite smile on your face while she kneels between your legs later, licking you slow, knowing she’s basically your trophy now. And yeah, playing from POV the whole time makes it feel personal in a way that hits different. You’re not just “controlling a character,” you are the asshole who keeps filling girls up and walking away like it’s all part of some big plan for your legacy.

UNDAWN: Shackles Of Eternity feels like somebody mashed a grimdark VN, horny gothic Instagram, and a futa porn doujin together, then actually bothered to give the porn a brain. You play as Rhiannon, who looks like the kind of cold, perfect priestess you’d see on a cathedral mural, except she has a cock and way more emotional damage. The world around her is just ruined faith and half-dead gods, with churches that feel more like brothels for the desperate. Every “holy” symbol looks kinda dirty. You’re basically walking through a graveyard of old beliefs, deciding who to fuck and who to sacrifice, while the game keeps asking you quietly, “You sure about that?” and then shows the consequences in bed later. It’s not a power fantasy where you’re some shining savior. Rhiannon feels like a loaded gun that learned how to think. You get romance, sure, but it’s romance that comes with knives hidden under dresses and tongues in places that definitely aren’t holy.

Sex-wise, the game goes pretty hard on futa on female and actually uses the magic shit for more than particle effects. You’re not just clicking through generic “she sucks you off” lines. You get weird little moments like Rhiannon using a whispering spell to make a nun feel every word along her spine, the text describing this chill that rolls down to her ass while you’re already elbow-deep in groping and fingering. First time you push a cute monster girl up against a cracked stained-glass window and her tail wraps around Rhiannon’s thigh while you rail her from behind, it feels personal in a fucked up way. There’s anal and creampies that don’t feel like checkbox porn tags, more like “oh, you chose to promise her safety and instead you’re filling her ass in a back alley behind a dead chapel, good job.” The harem angle is there but messy, poly in the sense that everyone has teeth. The girls fall for Rhiannon and for each other too, so you end up in these lesbian side scenes where Rhiannon watches them eat each other out, only to join, dick out, and turn the whole thing into a pile of limbs, tongues, and cum. Sometimes it’s tender, slow oral with a shy femboy who looks like he stepped out of a BL mobile game. Sometimes it’s Rhiannon pinning a proud knightess to the altar and pounding her until her prayers turn into begging. The mystery stuff wraps around the porn like a noose. You keep thinking you’re choosing who you love and who you fuck, then slowly realize you’re also choosing who loses their soul piece by piece. And the game doesn’t scream this at you. It just shows you the aftermath in the next “romantic” scene, like a girl who used to be all fire letting you slide into her raw and quiet, because she’s finally broken in exactly the way you helped shape.

Guy is broke, tired and just trying not to crash, and suddenly every busted pipe and broken dryer in town turns into an excuse to get his dick wet. That’s pretty much the vibe here, and it actually works way better than it sounds. You play this quiet, kinda worn down repair guy, going house to house, pretending to care about appliances while you’re clearly staring at thighs and panties. It’s not some big choice-heavy thing, it’s more like you’re riding shotgun inside his head while he stumbles into one horny situation after another. The story moves in a straight line, but it’s not boring. Scenes have this slow, teasing build: you ring a doorbell, you see the woman, you check the “problem”, and your brain already knows where this is going, but the game still makes you wait for it. There’s a lot of solo tension too, like he’s jerking off after jobs, replaying what just happened, feeling half guilty, half proud. That masturbation stuff isn’t just thrown in, it’s almost like a checkpoint between scenes, like his way of processing all the dirty shit he’s getting into.

What really hit me is how the erotic pacing feels like some porn video you’d half-remember from an old bookmark in your browser, but better framed. It’s animated in this slightly stiff, slightly uncanny way that weirdly adds to the horny atmosphere instead of ruining it. You notice small things, like the way her hips twitch when he “accidentally” brushes her or how her lips part just a little when she leans closer to hear him talk about some loose wire he doesn’t even care about. The 3D look makes skin, underwear and wet spots pop in a very direct way, no artsy filter, just raw, shiny flesh and naughty posing. There are these CG shots that freeze right on the good stuff: her bent over the washing machine, his hand on her ass, or him alone, pants around his ankles, cum hanging from his fingers while he thinks about going back to that client again. Don’t expect tons of deep choices or big branching; you’re basically strapped into his path, watching him crawl from “I just need money” to “I can trade a fix for a blowjob if I play this right” without really being able to stop him. Weirdly, that makes it hotter. You’re complicit, but you’re also just a passenger, and that whole “fuck, I shouldn’t enjoy this that much” energy is everywhere. Best way to enjoy it? Stop clicking so fast, let the scenes play out, and when he pulls his cock out in some random bathroom after a visit, don’t skip it, just sit there and let him finish. That’s where the game really shows what kind of pervert he is.

Fog rolls in, streets go quiet, and John is just stuck at work with two women he mostly knows from awkward breakroom small talk. That’s the whole vibe here: not some badass hero fantasy, but a guy trapped in an office while the world outside rots in a toxic soup. One second he’s checking his phone, the next the signal dies and the city kind of just vanishes behind this white, angry fog that literally burns skin if you get too brave. It’s weirdly intimate, because when everything outside goes to hell the only thing left to play with is people’s nerves, their fears, their bodies, their need to feel close to someone while it all might end tonight or next week or never. The horror parts hit first, and then slowly the romance and the sex leak in around the edges like the fog under a door, not some instant “you are the chosen dick” story. You feel stuck with Kallie and Laura in this poisoned little bubble, watching them crack, get scared, get horny, get angry, sometimes all in the same scene. It’s messy in a good way. Not every line lands, some conversations ramble, and sometimes John acts like a confused Reddit thread, but that’s also kind of believable.

What really caught me is how often the game lets you just say small shit. Little comments that don’t blow up the plot, they just sit there in the back of someone’s mind. You flirt at the wrong moment and Desire ticks up a bit even while Anxiety spikes, so she might still let you slide a hand under her shirt later, but she’ll shake when she kisses you. You’re nice and soft with her after she has a panic attack and Love crawls higher, which makes the eventual creampie scene feel more like “we might die, please stay inside me” than porn hub speedrun. It’s not all sweet, though. There are moments where the sex is raw and selfish, bodies slamming together on some half-clean office couch or cramped storage room, her moaning while the building around you feels like a coffin. Condoms exist mostly as a suggestion, which the characters ignore whenever the tension finally snaps, and the game leans hard into that risk. You can have a romantic talk, then five clicks later you’re pinning her against a window with the toxic fog just beyond the glass, filling her up because you both need proof you are alive. I wish the UI text was a bit bigger on my phone, but anyway, the story quietly shoves you into this fucked up little family, where trust, lust, fear and love keep shifting around like stats you pretend not to care about while you very much do. Sometimes the pacing drags for a scene or two, then suddenly you’re in a pitch-dark hallway, breathing with her, feeling her hand find your crotch because she wants reassurance in the only stupid way she knows. It’s not subtle. It’s also strangely tender. And then out of nowhere the game just drops a line that feels like a shitpost and you remember people made this on actual computers and not in some cursed fog dimension.

Everything in this game starts with that awkward feeling of coming back to a place that’s supposed to be “home” but actually feels like a porn parody of your own memories. You’re this guy who returns to his old city for college, carrying some emotional baggage, a phone that never stops buzzing, and a dick that gets him in trouble every ten minutes. It pretends to be a normal school slice-of-life at first, like “oh, classes, dorms, new people”, then suddenly you’re in a party bathroom getting a messy drunk blowjob from someone whose name you don’t even remember, while your in-game notifications keep reminding you you’ve got an exam tomorrow. There’s this really specific vibe: half coming-of-age, half “how fast can I ruin this dude’s life with bad choices and hot people”. And honestly, it works. Mostly.

The game lets you wander around the campus and the city, so you bump into scenes instead of having them thrown in your face in a straight line. One time I just went to the gym because I was bored and somehow ended up peeking through a tiny window into the staff shower, watching a thick Black PE teacher wash off after practice, her ass taking up half the screen while the protagonist slowly strokes himself. That voyeur stuff is handled in a really messy, human way. He feels like a perv, not a hero, and it’s kind of hot and kind of gross at the same time. Then later, if you actually talk to her and don’t act like a total creep, there’s this whole slow-burn thing where she teases him in class, does the “lean on your desk so her tits are in your face” routine, and eventually you end up railroading her in the equipment closet, switching between titjob and deepthroat while she keeps calling you “kid” like that is not making it hotter. The animation is unpolished, some loops are clumsy, but the body language sells the scene better than a lot of big-budget stuff. Faces actually show embarrassment, annoyance, or that “okay, fine, I want this too” kind of look. Then in the very next scene, the MC has this overconfident smirk that made me want to slap him. I liked him and hated him in the same click.

What’s very queer in spirit, even if the content is straight-focused, is how the game doesn’t pretend sex exists in a bubble. You’re not just picking “blowjob” from a menu. You text girls on your phone, get weird drunk voice notes, and watch them shitpost memes on their in-game social app. There’s this one storyline with a mixed-race classmate who deals weed on the side to pay rent. You can either be judgy or join her little side hustle. I went full disaster and helped her. There’s a scene in her cramped room where you’re both high, music from her shitty Bluetooth speaker buzzing, and the conversation just slides from “what are you running from” into her sitting on your face. It’s not some perfect porn angle; her thighs cover half the screen, her belly jiggles a bit, and the camera awkwardly moves when she grinds too hard. Then she pulls off your pants and lazily strokes you, gives you this sloppy half-committed blowjob, almost like she’s testing how much you can take. If you push your luck, she just climbs on and rides you raw while laughing about how terrible your pull-out reflex is. The creampie is framed as both hot and kinda stupid, and the next morning she’s texting about Plan B and money while you’re still replaying the way she shivered when you came inside her. Romance and drama get tangled with all the dirt: arguments in the cafeteria, jealous looks in the hallway, a “friendly” handjob under the table that clearly isn’t just friendly. Sometimes the combat bits feel random, like “oh, now we’re suddenly punching some asshole at a club”, but the bruise on your face shows up in the next scene where some girl licks your busted lip before going down on you, so at least the game remembers. I just wish the bathroom doors didn’t all open the same way; it bothered me for no reason, and now it lives rent free in my brain. Anyway. The whole thing feels unstable, horny, queer in its messiness, and a little too honest about how sex, drugs, and bad choices mix together when you’re pretending to be an adult.

Blueberry Academy feels like someone grabbed every filthy school fantasy from old fanfics, shook it around with modern pornbrain, then just went “yeah, that’s enough” and shipped it. You arrive as the new guy in this rich, creepy forest school that pretends to be elite and serious, but every hallway feels like it’s one wrong turn away from a sex dungeon. Which is fair, because a lot of it is literally sex dungeons. First time I walked into one of the “special practice rooms” and saw the hooks, benches, chains and a neat little row of plugs and vibrators lined up like they’re school supplies, I laughed out loud. It’s stupid, but in the best way. The game knows exactly what it is. You’ve got twins in uniform giving you that “oh, we’re so innocent, senpai” act, and three minutes later one of them is begging to be tied to the chair and have her skirt flipped while the other watches from the doorway, pretending to keep lookout and clearly getting off on it. The whole school is like this weird mix of formal rules and total sexual chaos. One scene you’re in a dull classroom, the next you’re fucking a girl against the window with half the dorms able to see her face pressed in the glass, and she’s moaning louder on purpose because she likes the attention.

I’m really into voices, so I was listening hard, and the audio is messy in a way I actually kind of enjoyed. Some moans are a bit too “porn actress reading lines” and then suddenly you get this low shaky breath in your ear that sounds way too real, like someone forgot the mic was still on. There was this anal scene with one of the twins in the showers where she tries to keep quiet, and the little broken whimper she lets out when you push just a bit more in? That one stayed with me way longer than anything else. Then another girl has this bratty tone while you use a vibrator on her under the desk, and her voice goes from cocky to needy so fast it almost feels like two different actresses. Maybe it is. No idea. I like that it isn’t clean. The timing on the lines sometimes doesn’t match the strokes, sometimes a gasp triggers half a second earlier, sometimes the panting loops weirdly, and instead of killing the mood it kind of fits the “secret porn project made by horny students after class” vibe. Some of the punishment scenes in the BDSM club room, with ropes digging into thighs and girls being told to hold their skirt up while you smack their ass, would honestly be perfect if they re-recorded like five lines and stopped using the same “ahh” three times in a row. But I still replayed those scenes, because when the girl starts begging to be shown off in the courtyard, collar on, you forget about the audio hiccups and just go with it. It’s trashy, messy, and sometimes awkward, and that actually makes the whole academy feel more real than half the polished porn games out there.

Eldmere looks pretty at first glance, like one of those shiny fantasy kingdoms from a mobile ad, but then you realize the whole place runs on control, sex and who’s holding who by the throat. You play this guy who crawls out of an orphanage and suddenly finds himself in the world of “Trainers”, which is basically nobility mixed with professional doms who smile in public and break people in private. Your job is to climb that ladder, one obedient girl and one fake-ass polite noble at a time. The game loves to tease you: big soft breasts pushed into your face while the girl is technically your “student”, that slow bending-over animation where you know it’s scripted but your brain still goes “wait, run that back”, and those outfits that are like three straps away from just public indecency. You walk through those gilded halls and everyone looks like a painting you should not be allowed to touch, but the whole point is that you absolutely are allowed to touch, if you play your cards right.

What got me hooked was how the sex and the power games are all tangled. You’re not just pressing “fuck” and watching a loop. You’re coaxing, threatening, rewarding, humiliating, and your choices actually twist how a girl looks at you later. There’s this moment where you’re “teaching” a noble’s daughter how to behave at a ball, which sounds boring, and then suddenly you’re using her mouth as a lesson in obedience while she still tries to keep that perfect-lady smile. She’s got this massive chest squeezed into some ridiculous corset, and you decide if she ends the scene proud of serving you or crying because you pushed too far. Then later you meet her again and she remembers. Small facial expression changes, how quickly she kneels, whether she teases you with her ass while pretending it’s “an accident”. Stuff like that feels way hotter than just another hentai loop on auto-play in VLC.

The world itself is kind of messed up in a good way. Beauty is a weapon, and everyone knows it, so the girls flaunt it like currency. You’ll have a courtesan with a perfect round ass sitting on your lap, whispering palace secrets while you’re trying not to stare down her cleavage too obviously. The game almost trolls you with how often it puts big tits right in the camera for no real reason, like “oh, you were listening to the political plot? Here, have some nipples pressed under silk to ruin your focus”. I wish some scenes were less talky in the middle, like the pacing goes horny, horny, horny, then ten lines of lore about who owns what estate and which Trainer betrayed which mistress, and I’m just sitting there drinking cold coffee like, yeah yeah, please get back to that maid who “accidentally” brushed her ass along my cock under the table. Also there’s this one background loop in a fancy hall that plays too often and now my brain associates it with getting teased and never quite finishing. But then the game throws another scene where a shy servant girl, who was barely making eye contact before, starts grinding back against you, tits bouncing while she pretends she’s just “adjusting her stance”, and you forget the complaint instantly. It’s classy and trashy at the same time, like someone glued a porno behind a stained glass window and gave you the key to walk in.

Danny McCroy feels like that dude you see in a bar on a Tuesday afternoon, a little too confident, a little too horny, and somehow the universe keeps putting wet, messy situations in his lap. The game throws you into his skin and just lets you stumble from one filthy encounter to another with barely any attempt to pretend this is “wholesome romance”. You get a bit of story, some light plot about his life, but honestly it’s just scaffolding so he can end up face-first between someone’s thighs or buried in a thick ass that probably defies physics. I kinda respect that. It’s like the dev looked at subtlety and just said “nah, we’re here to make your dick do the thinking”. You click through dialog, tease a bit, pick some horny options, and suddenly he’s got his tongue in places and his hands in places and occasionally both at once. When the first scene where he actually goes down on her happened, the build up was just enough to make it feel earned, but not so long that I opened Twitter from boredom. Good balance, for someone clearly very focused on holes.

What surprised me most is how unashamedly the game treats older women. The MILF in here isn’t just a side dish, she walks into the room and everything kind of rearranges itself around her tits and her ass like gravity got confused. She’s not written like some fragile mom fantasy either. She’s bossy, a bit mean, and when Danny finally gets between her legs, it feels like he’s working for it, tongue doing overtime while she pulls his hair like a handle. The scene where she makes him focus on her first, riding his face and grinding till he’s basically suffocating in pussy, was way better than I expected. Then later, when she casually reaches for a toy from the bedside drawer like she’s done this a thousand times, and tells him to keep going while she fills herself even deeper, that’s the moment I sort of forgot I was “reviewing” anything. The pacing there hits that sweet spot where you’re half annoyed by how long she teases and then suddenly he’s stretching her with his hand, knuckles disappearing, and you just think, yeah, that escalated nicely.

The game does have this thing where it really wants Danny to be a universal key that fits every lock. Younger girl, older woman, tight body, big tits, asian beauty with that careful makeup and soft voice that hides a real nasty side once she spreads her legs. He somehow always has the same cocky grin, whether he’s licking slow up a slit, tongue circling the clit, or he’s pushing in from behind and staring at the way her ass bounces when he slams her. There’s an anal scene where she pretends to resist at first, just a little, then that first moment when he pushes past and her face shifts from “no way” to “oh fuck” is honestly the best expression work in the whole thing. I wish they had that level of attention on every scene, but then there are moments where dialog feels like it was written in a rush, like a bad porn title got turned into a line. Still, when he’s got a toy buzzing on her clit while he fucks her from behind, watching her tits sway and her ass shake, it all sort of melts together into this messy, dirty, low-class kind of hot. It’s not elegant. It’s not trying to be. It’s like Danny’s whole world is just mouths, tits, asses, and holes to fill, and honestly, sometimes that’s enough.

Thomas is that kind of guy every Overwatch nerd pretended to be back when D.Va voice lines were stuck in our heads all day. Except here he actually did it. He is in the team, he sleeps in her bed, he knows exactly how loud she moans when you pull her pigtails and shove her face into the mattress. On paper the relationship looks perfect: famous Korean mecha princess, loyal boyfriend, fans screaming her name on Twitch while she rides his cock after a match like it is just another ranked game. But there is this tiny itch under his skin, like when Battle.net lags right when you ult. Everything is good, nothing is wrong, and yet he wants more. Dirtier. Meaner. Less “idol” and more “cum toy with cute cheeks”.

Then that weird mail shows up, like spam you should ignore but you click it anyway because horniness beats common sense every single time. It is not some big magic ritual or epic prophecy nonsense, it is more like someone slid a cheat menu into his life. One by one, the little options open up. Lower her shame. Boost her arousal in public. Crank up obedience when you whisper in her ear. And you just watch this bright, cocky pro gamer girl, who talks trash in voice chat and winks at cameras, slowly start blushing when you tell her to go out without panties under that tiny skirt. At first she protests, acts all “babo, we can’t, the fans!” and then she is sitting on your lap in the parked car, skirt hiked up, drooling around your dick while people walk right past the tinted window. That moment when she looks up with full ahegao eyes, lipstick smeared, and you realize she is way more into humiliation than she wants to admit, hits harder than any highlight reel.

The fun part is how it mixes the silly parody vibe with really rough stuff. One scene she is doing her cutesy “Nerf this!” type voice while riding a vibrating toy you control from your phone, pretending it is just “training gear” for long matches. The next night you have her tied up in some basement that looks way too close to a practice room, wrists burning against ropes, ass already red from spanking, and you are forcing her to count every slap in broken English while she tries not to scream your name. She cheats on you and it is still your win, because you ordered it. You push her into these messed up “swinging” setups where her so‑called allies get a taste of her, but she is trained so well that she only cums when you tell her she is allowed. The anal scenes hit weird too; the first time she is so proud and cocky, saying she can “tank anything”, then three thrusts later she is babbling like a drunk support player, clutching at you, mascara running, begging you not to film it while you obviously already did. Some bits are slow, like a ranked queue on a dead server, and sometimes the jokes miss, but then there is that one moment where she walks out on stage, still wet from the sex toy hidden inside her, winking at the crowd while you raise the vibration level on your phone, and suddenly all the little rough edges of the game feel on purpose.

The game starts like that kind of cheesy shoujo anime you watch when you’re tired and horny at the same time: exchange program, awkward boy, mysterious girl with eyes that look like she’s either going to kiss you or curse your whole bloodline. The twist is he actually has that bloodline. Half demon, half angel, zero clue. He just thinks he’s some regular guy getting lucky with a cute green‑eyed foreign girl, while the universe is basically waiting to fuck him over and also literally let him fuck monster girls. The tone jumps from soft romance to “oh shit, I just blasted a thing across the room with my hands” pretty fast, but it doesn’t feel like Marvel, more like a horny fanfic someone wrote after binging too many isekai shows. I mean that as praise. Kind of. The writing has this slightly broken, ESL energy that actually matches the main guy’s confusion. People talk like real horny students who type in Discord at 3 different languages at once, not like Hollywood actors. Sometimes the dialogue is corny as hell and then suddenly the girl says something filthy and my brain does a double take. It’s like reading a love letter and a Pornhub comment at the same time.

Once the girl comes to his country, the whole vibe shifts. Before that it feels like long‑distance anime flirting, with little hints that something is off when he zones out or dreams of wings and claws and doesn’t understand why his cock is hard every single time. When she finally arrives, that’s where the sex really starts paying off the build up. First meeting is romantic, nervous, the way they touch each other feels shy, with the camera taking its time on her chest, her thighs, her lips. Then they start going at it and it’s not shy at all. Her tits are big and the game knows it, the shots focus on him grabbing them, pushing her bra up, squeezing until she moans into his ear. Vaginal scenes are not rushed, there’s this slow slide in where he’s clearly overwhelmed, like his body remembers more than his mind. The animations hit that line between slightly awkward and hot as fuck, which weirdly feels more real than some perfect porn loop. And then the fantasy side sneaks in as they go further. You get hints that her green eyes are not exactly human, and when new girls show up they’re not just “sexy girl #3”, they’re straight up monster girls who still act like characters from some college romance, but with claws, tails or other fun extra parts. One moment you’re having a tender bed scene, the next you’re fucking a supernatural babe whose body reacts to your powers in ways that are honestly more interesting than another generic blowjob. The game sometimes tries to be emotional and deep about identity and destiny, then throws in a scene where you’re pinned under a big‑titted creature riding you until you forget your own name, which completely kills the drama and somehow makes it better at the same time. It feels messy, horny, a bit unpolished, like a long hentai OVA that grew feelings halfway through but never stopped wanting to make you cum.