You’re a rookie reporter who clearly skipped the “professional distance” chapter in journalism school. The game drops you back in your hometown with a shiny new job at the top newspaper, but it feels less like serious reporting and more like a long, horny field trip where every “interview” can end with your dick somewhere it absolutely shouldn’t be. One minute you’re chasing a lead about some shady business deal, the next you’re on your knees under a desk, trying to keep eye contact with your source while she’s forcing her cock-wet lips down on you and whispering, “Ask better questions.” It’s that kind of story. The whole thing plays like a visual novel with choices that pretend to be about ethics and truth, but half the time you’re just deciding if you want your face between her thighs or under her feet. When your editor calls you into her office, you expect a lecture. Instead you get her sitting on the edge of her desk in a tight blouse, tits about to pop out, and she shuts you up by shoving her foot into your lap and making you rub your cock against her sole until you’re leaking through your pants. Then she asks you for your article draft like nothing happened. I actually laughed out loud there, it felt wrong in a good way.

Sex is everywhere, but not in a soft fade-to-black way. The writing goes straight for it. There’s a scene with a politician’s wife who looks like she walked out from some old “serious interview” magazine cover, glasses, expensive dress, perfect big ass, the whole classy thing. She starts out teasing, brushing her thigh against you under the table while you’re trying to keep your recorder steady. Then she locks the door, kneels down, and you’re suddenly drowning in sloppy, noisy oral where she keeps eye contact and drool is sliding down your shaft. Later she rides you hard on a couch, tits bouncing in your face while she tells you not to stop asking questions, and when you finally push her on her stomach and go in her pussy from behind, the game really leans into describing how she’s clenching around you and begging you to pound her like you’re breaking some embargo. Anal is treated almost like a reward for pushing a scene far enough. There’s this moment on a rooftop with a rival journalist where she first jacks you off with her foot, pressing her heel against your balls, then she bends over the low wall, pulls her skirt up, and tells you “If you want this story, fuck my ass.” She’s tight, she grunts into her own arm, and the text is very direct about the way her asshole stretches and the way your cum fills her. No fading, no “tasteful” cut. You feel like a completely unethical bastard, and the game wants that.

The AI art is actually kinda weird in a charming way. Some shots are hot as hell, like the close-ups of wet lips around your cock, or the way their nipples poke through shirts when they lean over your desk. Sometimes fingers look a bit off or a foot angle feels strange when a girl is jerking you with her toes, but honestly, during a good blowjob scene, I forgot to care. One thing I didn’t like: the pacing sometimes goes from horny to “okay, now read five screens of investigation talk” at really random moments, and then suddenly, out of nowhere, the game jumps you into another sex scene with almost no build-up. It feels like the writer couldn’t decide if this is a serious adventure or just porn with a plot as a flimsy excuse. But that contrast also makes some moments hit harder. After a long bit where you’re actually chasing clues, you end up in a car with a source, rain outside, the city lights reflecting, and she just quietly unzips you and starts sucking you off while you’re pretending to go over notes. There is something very dirty about that calm, focused blowjob. I also kept tapping my screen trying to scroll back on one scene where you fuck this stacked receptionist against the office window, her tits smooshed on the glass while you slam in her pussy and she keeps moaning that someone below might see. The sound, the text, the way she keeps begging for more even after you cum inside her, telling you to stay hard and give her your dick again, felt way more intense than I expected from a horny little journalist game. I wanted more reactions from NPCs after all this abuse of power, but the story just shrugs and throws you to the next big-titted lead. Honestly, at some point I forgot if I was supposed to care about the mystery at all. I just kept following whatever route promised another scene where I’d get used as a human cock by someone who knows exactly how to play with my curiosity.

Gohan trying to be a normal guy and failing in the horniest way possible is honestly the whole mood here. He’s supposed to focus on studies, on being this good half-saiyan boy, and instead you’re wandering around in this messy little sandbox of temptation where every “oops, I walked into the wrong room” somehow turns into tits, ass, or someone’s marriage getting way too flexible. It starts innocent enough: you’re just talking, running errands, feeling that classic awkward Gohan vibe. Then suddenly you’re in front of a MILF with a ridiculous chest, her clothes just barely staying up, and the dialogue takes that one tiny step from “oh, you’re such a nice boy” to “close the door behind you.” The game makes it feel slow-burn, but then you look back and realize you went from tutoring to raw fucking in like three scenes.

The parody angle actually hits different if you watched Dragon Ball growing up. Seeing Gohan use super strength for something other than punching villains, like holding a woman in mid-air while you rail her from behind, is stupid in the best way. You get those cheesy romance beats where you’re “helping” a woman with her problems, and then it quietly turns into cheating, like it’s just one more side quest. One moment you’re talking about training and peace, the next you’re balls deep in some big ass, her moans looping while your brain half-recognizes the hairstyle from the show. The animated scenes feel like those old hentai clips you’d find on random websites, not perfectly smooth but with just enough jiggle in big tits and that sloppy back-and-forth motion that makes you mute Chrome and lean in. Sometimes the animation is a bit stiff, but somehow that roughness makes it more like a dirty fan project your friend “totally didn’t spend months on.” I still don’t like the tiny UI buttons though, my mouse kept missing stuff and I got annoyed for like 5 seconds then forgot because someone bent over in front of me.

Android 18 here is dangerous in a different way. You know she could kill you with one hand, and the game kind of leans into that. The way she looks at you, the slightly cold lines that still end with her spreading her legs, it feels like you’re crossing a line you shouldn’t. Her scenes hit harder since it blends that controlled, robot-like calm with really nasty stuff like getting fucked until her composure breaks. In one route you’re basically collecting women around Gohan, turning this hero into the center of a harem without him even acting like a typical hentai protagonist. He still talks like Gohan, shy, polite, almost blushing, but you keep choosing options that drag him deeper into this secret life of vaginal sex, anal experiments, married women sneaking off, and soft little romance touches that make it dirtier instead of sweeter. It’s funny, I wanted more “serious” adventure parts at first, more superpowers and big fights, but each time the screen shook and clothes came off, I completely lost that thought and just listened to the breathing sounds, like an ASMR track that starts with light whispers and ends with someone choking on your cock. I kinda wish they'd fix some transitions between scenes, they feel a bit jumpy, but they probably never will and somehow that fits this whole messy, horny universe just fine.

Beta Life feels like someone took every horny daydream you had in college, shuffled them in a weird order, and then told you “ok, you figure it out now.” You’re this freshman tossed into a campus that basically works like a giant sandbox: classes, dorms, parties, weird little side areas, a bunch of people who want something from you, and you’re the idiot trying to keep grades, booze, and sex under some kind of control. The game doesn’t hold your hand much, which is nice and also annoying. One moment you’re wandering around doing normal point and click stuff like checking rooms, poking at random hotspots, and teasing out tiny puzzle bits, and then suddenly you’re in a tense turn based fight because you mouthed off to some meathead at a party after too many drinks. That mix is kind of the main thing here. It’s horny, but not just a click-next-scene porn viewer. You actually set up your own mess, then watch it explode in your face. Sometimes literally, if you build your “reputation” the right way.

The best parts are small, stupid things that stick out. Like walking into a house party you weren’t really invited to, already a bit drunk from pregaming while scrolling Discord and pretending you’d study, then accidentally triggering a scene where you’re caught in some bedroom with a half-dressed classmate, both of you trying to be quiet while people yell in the hallway. That feeling of “shit, I shouldn’t be here, but I kinda really should” is spot on. Sex scenes aren’t shy at all. There’s grinding on couches, sloppy oral between classes, getting your hand shoved down someone’s jeans in a cramped bathroom, girls riding you slow while music thumps next door. Nothing feels censored. Sometimes it even feels a bit too raw, like the game is trying to outdo Pornhub comments section in how dirty it gets. And still, in between, you’re stuck solving some dumb little puzzle about getting access to a restricted room or figuring out how to time your schedule, which somehow makes the horny payoff better and also more frustrating. Because you know there’s a hot scene locked behind that one teacher you forgot to talk to on Tuesday, and the game will just shrug and let you miss it.

What actually surprised me is how the adventure part and the social life tangle up. You’re not just clicking “party” and suddenly naked bodies fall from the sky. You wander, you talk, you pick options, you piss off some people and charm others, then that affects who shows up drunk next to you later. Turn based combat is kind of stupid in a lovable way. Half the time I’m thinking “why am I doing RPG-lite moves in a sex game?” and then I remember I picked the path that made my character a cocky little asshole who starts fights after keg stands. The combat never gets very deep, but it does something important: your big mouth in a dialogue option can come back as a punch in the nose. Or you lose, and you look pathetic, and then there’s a lewd scene that is more humiliation than victory. Someone is going to love that. Or hate it. I kinda did both. One thing that annoyed me is how sometimes the point and click stuff becomes pixel hunting for the right hotspot while I just want to get back to making out with that girl from the lit class. I had one moment where I wandered around the campus map for way too long, completely forget what quest chain I was on, just because I missed one stupid clickable thing near a locker. Still, when you finally line everything up, hit the right choice at a party, and end up with a wild threesome in some trashy student apartment while empty beer bottles roll on the floor, you kinda forgive a lot. Then you notice the tiny bug in the dialogue text and it annoys you again, but by then you’re already saving so you can try a different path tomorrow.

You pull up to this creepy old family estate with your aunt, thinking it’s just some boring photo job before the place gets sold off. Empty hallways, dusty furniture, that old house smell that feels like it sticks to your clothes. Not sexy at all at first. Then the highway gets blocked by a wreck, phone signal dies a sad little death, and suddenly you’re stuck there for the night with your “aunt” who looks more like someone’s porn search history than a real relative. Big tits barely contained, that kind of ass that makes you forget basic manners, and this weird tension where every “innocent” touch feels like it’s about one step away from turning into a hand on your thigh. The game just leans into that slow burn, like it knows exactly how wrong this whole setup is and doesn’t give a fuck.

It’s a kinetic thing, so you’re not here sweating decisions, you’re here to watch this guy slowly lose his moral compass while ghosts, shadows, and other shit that probably shouldn’t exist keep poking holes in his sense of reality. One minute you’re walking around rooms that feel too big and too quiet, getting this cold horror vibe, and the next your aunt is bending over the wrong way and your brain is like “yeah, I’d risk the family curse for that.” The paranormal stuff isn’t just for jumpscares either. There’s this monster girl scene where the line between “I should run” and “I should fuck this” basically vanishes, and the game just smiles at you while you try to pretend you’re not into it. Humor pops up at weird times too, like the protagonist reacting to something terrifying with horny sarcasm instead of fear, and it actually works. You’ll be going from being low-key freaked out by a shadow in the doorframe to watching a blowjob with a sex toy involved and thinking “okay, priorities, sure.”

Romance here is screwed up in the best way. It’s not tender, it’s not clean, it’s two lonely people in a haunted house using each other while pretending it’s about “comfort” and “closeness.” There’s a masturbation scene where the MC thinks nobody is watching, except of course something is, and the whole voyeuristic thing just slaps harder because of how exposed he looks. The exhibitionism hits in small doses: a half-open door, someone almost walking in, maybe a ghost lurking while she rides you, that kind of “someone could see” pressure that makes everything hotter. Oral, vaginal, toys, big curves shoved in your face, the works, and it all happens in this weird mix of horror and comedy where you’re aroused, then on edge, then laughing at a stupid line. It’s messy, morally fucked, and not even pretending to be wholesome. Honestly feels less like a polished porn fantasy and more like some horny fever dream you had after binging horror movies and scrolling Pornhub at the same time.

War, horny elves, and a city that feels like it never sleeps because something awful is always crawling in the shadows. That’s the mood here. You’re this guy Nathan, last scraps of a famous monster hunting family, trying to keep your head straight while the world goes straight to hell. The elven empress is basically doing a fantasy genocide speedrun, bodies on the streets, burned-out homes, and in the middle of all this horror you’ve got monster girls with ridiculous tits pressing against you in dark alleys and half-ruined temples. It sounds silly when I write it, but in the game it actually hits kind of hard. One scene you’re walking through Veskar with ACA patrols, rain on the pavement, corpses under sheets. Next scene, a demon milf with eyes like molten gold has you pinned to a wall, whispering in your ear how “strong your bloodline is” while grinding that huge ass on you. It shouldn’t work. It absolutely works.

I like how the game doesn’t treat the porn like a separate side dish. Sex just crashes into the story, same as the violence does. You might be questioning a cultist, everything tense and quiet, and suddenly the candles flare, something supernatural slips into the room, and now you’re in this half-possessed threesome with a horned mystery girl and a very annoyed, very stacked elf officer. There’s one early encounter where a big-titted wolf-girl you’re supposed to capture instead drags you into a half-collapsed warehouse, claws at your clothes, and you get this rough, desperate fuck with broken glass and moonlight all around. While she rides you, she keeps switching between snarling monster and soft, needy girl, and your choices there actually change how she acts later. I love that. I also hate it, because I missed one option, reloaded, then missed a different one, closed the tab, opened Reddit, then came back again like a clown. The game has that effect. It makes you chase scenes you didn’t even know you wanted.

Visually, the girls lean heavy into that thick fantasy look: wide hips, heavy curves, hair all over the place. The monster traits are not subtle. Horns, tails, glowing marks, weird eyes that look at you like they already undressed your soul. There’s this mysterious priestess type with a “pure” white dress that clings to her massive chest in a way no priest outfit ever would, and when she finally drops the holy act and climbs on top of you during a ritual, the whole room goes red with floating runes. It’s messy, a bit janky sometimes, and some poses look like they were figured out at 3 in the morning after too much coffee, but honestly that gives it charm. The horror parts even made me pause once, which almost never happens in porn games. One nightmare sequence where you chase your missing sister through a ruined Veskar street, shadows laughing, then you wake up hard as a rock with a monster girl sitting on your lap, asking if you “dreamed of her again.” I still don’t know if that line is hot or fucked up. Possibly both. Which fits this whole thing a bit too well.

Ayako wakes up in a body that still remembers how to fight, how to fuck, how to obey certain voices in her head, but not who she really is. That is basically the opening mood here: this weird mix of horny confusion, old myth stuff and a girl who knows she used to be terrifying. The game throws you straight into her fake “normal” life, where she’s stuck in this glossy modern city that feels like a cheap set. She moves through it, clicking on doors, phones, neon-lit streets, and all the time the framing is like some animation storyboard that never got finished. Camera angles hold a bit too long, some cuts feel slightly off, like the editor went for a smoke and never came back. Honestly, I kind of like that. There is this rough timing in the cutscenes that makes Ayako’s blank stare feel more broken than sexy at first, and then suddenly the scene shifts and she’s on her knees, mouth open, because someone whispered the right phrase and that “hunter” instinct is now just a puppet string. The whole oral stuff is framed almost like ritual sometimes: slow shots of her lips, lingering on spit and tongue, like the camera is trying to remember something at the same time as her.

The lesbian tension is not subtle, and that is good. When Yumi shows up, she has this soft, almost gamer-girl vibe at first, but the way the shots linger on hands, thigh touches, that slow press of bodies when they think they’re alone, it feels like the animator is low‑key obsessed with girls grinding on each other. There is one scene where Ayako is supposed to focus on some mythological clue, some symbol tied to old Asian underworld lore, but instead the framing just keeps going back to her fingers twitching near her own pussy as Yumi talks, like her body is answering a different question. She ends up masturbating in a small side room while a demon voice in her head feeds her flashes of past battles mixed with images of Yumi’s tongue between her legs. The cut is brutal, no smooth build up, it just jumps from quiet mystery to her gasping and fingering herself, thighs shaking. Then back to plot like nothing happened. It’s messy, but it feels real in this porn-brain way. The mind control angle hits hardest when Rin appears. Rin doesn’t even need to touch her; the voice alone tilts the whole scene. You can see it in the way the camera slightly drops below eye level whenever Rin speaks, giving Ayako this small, almost lost look, then suddenly she’s taking orders, tasting demon essence on her tongue, half in ecstasy, half in terror, and we never really get a clean line between what she chooses and what’s being pushed into her skull. The supernatural stuff is everywhere in the background, glowing symbols, distorted shadows, those brief flashes of Yomi that burn through a frame like a glitch, but your eyes keep ending up on wet lips, shaking legs, two girls clinging to each other in the dark while something old and hungry watches. It feels less like a nice polished hentai movie and more like opening a horny animator’s rough cut folder where nothing is properly labeled, but everything is way too personal.

Vacation porn game that pretends it’s chill and then starts crawling under your skin. You arrive at this tiny fishing village just wanting some sun and jerking material, and it actually gives you both, which is kind of fucked up. First you’re just this horny tourist, walking the docks with your cock half hard because the breeze smells like salt and sweat and the game keeps throwing these suggestive camera angles at you. Bikini straps sliding down tanned shoulders, hints of nipples through wet fabric, village girls leaning a little too close when they talk about “the sea taking what it wants.” It feels soft at first, like you’re on some Pornhub-style “sex on holiday” thing. Then you start staring at the water too long, and the text slows down in this almost needy way, and your brain goes, oh. Oh no. Oh yes.

The mermaid is the whole problem and the whole reward. The first time you see her it’s not some Disney cutie, she looks hungry, like she’s tasting you with her eyes, and she’s not shy at all. The CG hits you with wet skin, small beads of water clinging to her tits, nipples already hard from the cold sea, hair sticking across her chest so you keep trying to imagine moving it away with your fingers or your tongue. The game lets you lean into that obsession, talking to old fishermen who describe how she wraps her tail around men and pulls them under while stroking their dicks, or the priest who calls her a demon because “she makes them spill their seed into the deep.” You get these choice points where you can either play scared or just give in and basically sext a mythological creature through inner monologue. The best bit for me was one scene where you’re on a rock at night, half drunk, dick in hand, jerking while she appears just out of reach, whispering into your head that she wants it in her throat, wants to feel you pump inside her gills, and the text starts looping and glitching slightly like your sanity is edging with your orgasm. It’s horny as fuck and also kind of uncomfortable in a way that sticks in your stomach.

What makes it weirdly strong on mobile is how much it leans on touch. Tapping to “caress her scales” or “grab her hair” actually feels dirty when you’re doing it with one thumb and holding your phone a little too close to your face. You get these moments where the narration pauses and you have to choose whether you push her head down or pull her up for a kiss, and both options are wrong and hot. There is a blowjob scene where she’s half in the water, half out, drool and seawater dripping down your shaft, and in the middle of that the game quietly reminds you how long it’s been since you talked to any human in the village. It just drops that line and keeps going with the sloppy sounds and it honestly hit me harder than any jumpscare. Some of the horror beats are a bit too “creepy text distortion 101” and one of the endings felt rushed, like they ran out of horny brainpower and just went “ok you’re fucked now, credits.” But I can’t lie, when she climbs on your lap, claws lightly on your chest, asking you to cum for her “so the sea can taste your soul,” I was gripping my phone like it was going to fall into the water with me. Game feels like getting a handjob from something older than God that might eat you after, and yeah, I’m absolutely not normal about it.

Magic shows up, breaks the world, and somehow you still end up in a school full of hot girls with huge tits arguing about homework and ancient curses in the same breath. That’s kind of the vibe here. You’re Lux, the rare guy who is supposed to be able to use magic, but in practice you’re just this half-useless dude that everyone keeps poking and testing. The city is all neon and runes, like a Pinterest board where someone mixed “urban decay” with “mystic academia” and then spilled sex all over it. Women are the only ones allowed to actually throw spells around, so you’re walking through hallways full of smug witches in tight uniforms, swishing their skirts and swinging their big asses like they know exactly what you’re staring at. And they do. There’s this club, the Paranormal Events Club, tiny chaotic crew of girls who treat curses like side quests and your dick like a lab sample. One minute you’re chasing some creepy spirit in a locker room, the next you’ve got a monster girl pinning you against the tiles, dripping slime and whispering in your ear how “mana exchange” works in a very hands-on way.

What surprised me is how horny and serious it can feel in the same moment. You’re walking through the campus, girls gossiping, magic sigils glowing on vending machines, then boom, sudden scene where one of the P.E.C. girls drags you into an empty classroom to “test your compatibility.” She locks the door, climbs on your lap, grinding slow on you through your pants while the desks are still arranged for a normal lesson. Her tits are almost falling out of her top, she’s breathing hard, using some little spell so nobody hears her moaning your name when you finally slide inside her. Animated thrusts, her ass bouncing in your face when she turns around on the desk, nails digging into the wood, chalk dust on her thighs. It feels messy and hot, not like those stiff pose galleries. Then next scene she’s pretending nothing happened, just talking about some ancient library called Akasha, asking you what you think, like she didn’t have your cum running down her legs ten minutes ago. The adventure stuff sneaks up on you too. One mission in the city sewers, chasing a curse that warped into this busty, feral monster girl with glowing eyes. She slams you against the tunnel wall and rides you like she’s trying to break a spell with her hips, water splashing, her tail curling around your leg while she milks you dry. It’s sexy as fuck, but also kind of sad when you realize she used to be just a regular girl before magic ruined her. Then the game goes back to dumb school drama and you’re thinking about her way longer than you expect. I kept getting distracted, wanting to screenshot little details on my phone like I do when I’m building moodboards in Canva, saving outfits, locker scribbles, stupid magical posters, instead of just rushing to the next sex scene. Honestly though, the fast travel annoyed me for a bit and one of the menus feels like it was designed at 4 in the morning and never touched again. I hated it, then I got used to it, then I hated it again. The whole thing has that rough, not fully polished feel, like everyone’s still figuring shit out, including Lux, including the girls, including the city itself. Which kind of fits, because the sex is exactly like that too: clumsy, intense, strangely human, sometimes too much, sometimes not enough, but very hard to stop watching. **Dare to play it alone, or invite company?**

Vacation in this thing feels like someone put a porn game and a lazy Sunday detective show in a blender, forgot the lid, and just let it splatter everywhere. You’re this burned out cop finally getting time off, expecting beaches and cocktails, and what you get is a storm, a creaky old house, and a small collection of women who, basically, have zero respect for personal space. The game doesn’t rush the sex right away, which I liked way more than I expected. First you’re just walking around, stuck inside because of the rain, checking rooms, bumping into half-dressed milfs and girls who treat clothing like a suggestion. At first it’s just teasing. A towel slipping when she thinks nobody’s watching, a shower door not properly closed, a laptop on the bed playing porn while she’s “not touching herself” at all. Sure.

The sandbox part is actually pretty chill. You click around the house, watch how the day moves, and slowly figure out everyone’s little secret. There’s this one scene where you accidentally walk past an open door and catch her on the couch, legs wide, vibrator buzzing like crazy, and she still acts offended that you didn’t knock. I laughed out loud. Then I reloaded to watch it again, because, yeah. Voyeur stuff is everywhere. You can stand there like a creep, peeking at them masturbating, or you can act polite and then end up with her on her knees anyway, pretending she’s “just helping you relax” with her mouth. The animations are surprisingly expressive in those moments, you see the body move, tits bouncing while she rides you, or her ass grinding down on your lap until your cum fills her and she looks pleased with herself, like she solved a puzzle. I had one run where I tried to avoid creampies and it lasted like 10 minutes before the game threw a “whoops, slipped inside” kind of scene at me and I just gave up.

What really caught me is the pacing, though. It’s not just click boob, get reward. Sometimes you do a little favor, chat during breakfast, hear some half-serious backstory, then later that same woman is pushing your head between her legs on the balcony, clearly enjoying the risk of someone down the street maybe seeing something. The humor is low-key stupid, in a good way. There’s a part where you’re supposed to “investigate” something, because yeah, detective instincts, but it turns into you stuck in a closet watching two of them make out on the bed and eventually go from kissing to full-on pussy eating while you try not to breathe too loud. It’s kinda hot and kinda funny, because you’re supposed to be a professional and instead you’re hiding like a horny teenager. I wish the UI didn’t make me misclick so often on the damn stairs but whatever, I still kept going back to certain events, like the shower blowjob where water runs over her big tits while she looks up at you, or the quiet night where she sneaks into your room, pulls your pants down silently and strokes you under the blanket, whispering that the others might hear you if you moan too loud. I opened this in Chrome on my phone once, saying I’ll just check one scene, and suddenly I’m sitting there, screen brightness low, following some stupid little side route just because I wanted to see if she’d use that toy on herself or on me. She used it on herself, by the way, and made such a mess on the sheets that I actually laughed, thinking whoever owns that house is never getting that deposit back.