New city, tiny apartment, couple that still fucks like rabbits and argues about who forgot to buy toilet paper. That’s basically the vibe here, and it works way better than it sounds. You bounce between her side and his side of the story, watching them drag their boxes into this new life and then immediately get distracted by how horny they are. One moment she’s pretending to unpack, bending over way too slow, panties peeking, just begging for a quick spanking on the kitchen counter. Next moment you’re on his POV, walking up behind her, hand on her ass, and the game just lets you linger on that tease before anything really happens. It keeps doing that: little pauses, small choices, like “kiss her neck” or “just grab her tits already,” that actually tilt the mood. Pick the softer, romantic options and you get these lazy, drawn-out scenes where she’s riding him, boobs bouncing in his face, eyes rolling back with that stupidly hot ahegao look while she tries to say something sweet and just ends up moaning. Go a bit rougher and it flips, she’s the one clawing his back, begging for him to stay in and fill her up, panting about how no condom feels better while your mouse is hovering between “pull out” and “fuck it, creampie.”

What I liked most is how the sexy stuff doesn’t feel like separate levels. You’re literally pointing and clicking around their daily crap: checking messages, clicking on a coffee mug, opening some random drawer, and suddenly you’ve triggered a flirty scene that spirals. You click on the couch because “whatever, next scene,” and bam, she’s straddling him, messy blowjob between jokes, spit on his shaft, she laughs with her mouth full and looks up with those huge eyes like “you like that, city boy?” Then later you see the same moment from her head, nervous about neighbors hearing, but still pushing his cock deeper because she wants to feel it hitting the back of her throat. The game has that weird talent of making their fights kinda hot too. They snap at each other about money or his new coworkers, then some stupid little choice like “apologize” or “double down and tease” can twist it into angry sex. There’s a scene where she storms off to the bedroom, slams the door, you follow, and it turns into her getting pinned to the mattress, cheeks going red from slaps on her ass, legs spread wide while she’s whining that they’re not done talking, even as she’s begging him to stay inside when he’s close. It’s messy, it’s romantic, it’s funny in spots, and sometimes it feels too real when they’re awkward after a hard fuck and don’t know if they went too far or not. The art looks like an AI tried really hard to be horny and kinda pulled it off, which somehow fits the whole “fresh start in a city that doesn’t care about you” theme. Nothing feels perfectly polished, but their chemistry, from slow teasing to deep, wet penetration shots and those “oh shit I actually came” faces, sells the fantasy hard enough that you’ll probably forget you were supposed to be exploring Birchfall and not just their bodies.

Michelle lands in New York like she just installed the “hard mode” DLC on her own life. She wants to be a serious journalist, y’know, awards, big stories, all that, and instead she’s stuck juggling rent, horny thoughts in the shower, and a murder case that keeps poking her libido in weird ways. The game throws you right into her routine: checking emails, stalking sources on Instagram, pretending to be professional on the phone while lying on the bed half naked, one hand scrolling, the other wandering down between her thighs because boredom hits and that vibrator in the drawer is just too close. It’s not just random sex scenes pasted on top of a story; her investigation and her kinks kind of leak into each other. She’ll be reading an old case file, see some detail about bondage in a testimony, and then later in her tiny apartment she’s masturbating with that in her head, imagining herself in handcuffs instead of the suspect. Very “brain says work, body says no” energy.

The main hook for me was how the investigative stuff keeps colliding with her own corruption. She starts all moral and straight: “I will find the truth, I’m a serious reporter.” Then Victoria, the hot lawyer everyone thinks might have killed someone, shows up with this calm older woman vibe and very expensive clothes that are tailored way too tight on purpose, you can tell. First time Michelle visits her office, she’s digging for clues, checking documents, pretending to look at degrees on the wall while her eyes drop to Victoria’s legs. You get little choices like if you keep the conversation clean or you “accidentally” flirt just a bit too much to get her to open up. You can play Michelle as kind of naive girl who gets overwhelmed and then goes home to finger herself while replaying every touch in her mind, or lean into it and let her decide that fucking her way closer to the truth is basically just another tool. One minute she’s at a crime scene taking notes on her phone, next minute she’s in a dark bar meeting a cop, slowly letting his hand slide up her thigh under the table because she wants his info and also, honestly, she just wants it. The mobile-friendly pacing is funny: you can be on the bus, do a quick dialog branch, end up making Michelle tease herself in the bathroom mirror before an interview, finish, lock your screen, and she’s still panting in your head.

What I really like is how the city itself feels horny even when nothing explicit happens. Walking back to her apartment after a long day of interviews, she’ll notice a couple making out in an alley, or see a girl in a short skirt hail a cab, and her thoughts drift again. The corruption is not like instant “now she’s a slut”, it’s more like each scene pushes her boundary a bit. First she only masturbates alone in bed with her fingers. Later she’s using toys while replaying audio from an interview, getting off to the suspect’s voice. At some point she finds herself recording a source secretly with her phone while also grinding her thighs together because the way he talks about power and control turns her on. There is this one moment I keep thinking about: she’s supposed to be taking pictures of a building connected to the case, nothing sexy at all, but it’s late, she’s alone, and she suddenly decides to slip her hand into her panties right there in the shadow of the doorway, half scared of being seen, half wishing someone would catch her. It’s messy, sometimes a bit clumsy, some dialogs sound like they escaped from Google Translate, but it actually fits her vibe, like she’s still learning who she is while the city and the case slowly drag her deeper into trouble and orgasms.

Euryale’s Gambit feels like someone took a horny myth nerd, a violent RPG fan, and that one friend obsessed with big asses, locked them in a Discord call, and told them “make a time travel porn game, no filters.” You play as Euryale, a smug little demon with huge tits and bigger attitude, dropped into 19th century drama where everyone is either bleeding, moaning, or both. The story pretends it’s about saving the future from some terrible fate, but let’s be honest, half the time you’re “saving the timeline” by shoving her face between thighs or letting her ride people until the screen is basically just skin, sweat, and some honestly ridiculous squirting effects that look like someone got a bit too excited with the particle settings. One minute you’re in a serious scene talking about destiny and ancient curses and all that, next minute you’re pinning some poor girl to a dusty couch and Euryale is grinding on her face like she’s trying to kill her with pussy. It’s chaos, but in that fun, trashy way where you keep saying “ok last scene” and then stay for five more.

What actually surprised me is how much the fighting bits and the lewd stuff like to bleed into each other. You’ll be in an RPG-style encounter, thinking it’s just stats and skills, then win, and the “reward” is Euryale basically turning the battlefield into a sex dungeon. One of the fights I had ended with the enemy on their knees, Euryale grabbing their hair, forcing deep oral until she’s moaning right into the AI voice mic, and after that she just flips around, sits on their face, and the camera goes low so all you see is her big ass smothering them while their hands are twitching. The group scenes get wild too. There’s one where it’s basically a demon myth orgy in some candlelit temple, bodies everywhere, and you end up juggling between ramming into someone from behind while Euryale rides another girl’s mouth in front of you, tits bouncing in this exaggerated 3D way that makes zero physical sense, but your brain is like “yeah ok sure I buy this.” The harem vibe creeps up slowly, first it’s one girl, then another, then family drama shows up with that “we probably shouldn’t” incest energy and suddenly Euryale’s got this little circle of lovers who all kinda want to fuck each other too. The lesbian stuff is honestly the best part, especially when she completely dominates some prim, 19th century lady, sits on her face, and doesn’t let up until she’s shaking and squirting all over her chin while the AI voice actress moans like her mic is right in her throat. The violence hits hard, then the sex hits harder, and the whole thing feels like a fever dream made by someone who likes mythology, porn, and making you feel just a tiny bit dirty for enjoying all of it this much.

Influencer girl from 2025, suddenly dropped into piss-soaked medieval mud and magic, is honestly one of those setups that sounds like a shitpost but actually works here. She goes from sponsored leggings and fake smiles to begging a cursed sorcerer in a crumbling tower not to feed her to demons, and the tone flip is hot as fuck. Lord Valthor is your POV, classic male protagonist, but written more like a fanfic villain route than a generic porn MC. You’re not “kind but misunderstood”. You’re a bastard with patience, magic, and way too much time to twist people, and the game leans into that. First hour, she’s bitchy, selfie-brained, trying to negotiate like this is a brand collaboration. A couple of scenes later she’s kneeling in cosplay armor you forced her to wear, cheeks flushed, pretending this is “just to stay safe” while your hand is on her throat and you’re making her stroke you between fights. That whole slow slide from brat to toy feels like reading an isekai corruption fic where someone actually cared about the pacing instead of rushing to the first creampie in five clicks.

Story wise, it really does that fanfic thing where canon is the obvious heroic route (save the kingdom, protect the girl, bla bla) and this game is the horny “what if the dark lord won and kept everyone as breeding stock” version. Old knights that should be your enemies end up fucked stupid by your bound harem in the war room. One of my favorite moments: after a tough combat sequence in the forest, you drag the exhausted influencer back by a magic leash, then use her mouth as a cheap reward while planning your next raid. She’s trying to keep her lipstick from smearing while a captured redhead priestess, already pregnant with your kid if you choose that path, watches from a cage and has to masturbate because of a curse linked to your orgasm. It’s cruel and silly and exactly the kind of scene someone would write in a “dark alt ending” on AO3 at 1% shame and 99% horny. There’s anal, boobjobs with those ridiculous big tits pressing together while you talk strategy like it’s normal, group sex when your harem gets too competitive over your attention, and one really nasty cheating scene where she has to fuck a rival lord on your orders while your mark on her body glows so she can’t cum unless you do. I kinda hated that one and also replayed it three times, so yeah. Combat actually matters more than I expected: win a fight, you get more slaves, more corruption options, more weird medieval cosplay outfits to stuff them into; lose, and some scenes shift into humiliation for you instead, which stings in a good way. I wish the time travel stuff went even harder, like more modern tech vs magic porn setups, but whatever, the mix of fantasy war, harem management, bdsm vibes and plain nasty male domination carries it. The animations and ai cg are sometimes uneven, a few faces look slightly off in certain angles, and yet when she’s riding you with that desperate “I don’t want to like this” expression while her big ass is bouncing and your hand is on her belly where your earlier load might be turning into pregnancy, it just works too well to care.

Just Bros feels like reading a horny sports manga that suddenly remembers it’s a dating sim, then forgets again, then shoves your face right back into somebody’s sweaty pecs. You start as this pretty normal guy surrounded by walking thirst traps who all pretend they’re “just bros” while very obviously checking each other out in the locker room. The writing leans hard into this fake straight energy: guys comparing bench press numbers while their towels slip a little too low, casual “no homo” comments right before they push you up against a wall and kiss you like they want to swallow your tongue. It’s not subtle. I liked that. Although sometimes I hated it. One minute the game is teasing slow romantic build up, next minute you’re bent over the shower bench having your ass pounded by a so-called “training partner” who swears it’s just a special stretch.

What surprised me a bit is how close this feels to those BL sports manga where every page is just guys sweating, arguing, then making out in a dark corner. But here, you actually pick where to hang out, who to text, and which dick you want inside you tonight. The choices don’t feel super complicated on paper, but they hit hard because the guys react like actual messy humans. I had one run where I focused on the serious muscle coach, the kind of older daddy you know smells like chalk, coffee and a bit of aftershave. I kept picking the respectful, submissive options, listening to his training plans, saying “yes sir” a lot, and suddenly he’s pushing me against the gym mirror, whispering that I belong to him now. Then my phone buzzes with a hook-up invite from the loudmouth jock I’d slept with earlier, and the jealousy scene that followed felt like something ripped straight out of a yaoi drama. He doesn’t just get pissed, he gets possessive in this hot, slightly toxic way that made me both horny and annoyed. I wanted to tell him to calm down, but also to pull my hair harder. Some routes are softer, like the shy nerdy guy who looks like he never left his dorm room except to buy protein powder. His first time scene is more “I’m shaking, please go slow” and less “ram me into the locker,” but of course I still chose “ram me into the locker.” The game lets you be gentle or a total slut, and then acts shocked when you are a total slut. The only thing that bothered me too much is how often my character ends up in the same damn bar. There are like three places in this universe apparently: gym, bar, bedroom. I kept thinking, please, just one chaotic date in a supermarket, let me get railed in the frozen food aisle or something. It never happens, and I weirdly missed that. The routes twist around more than you expect, though. One night stand you thought was just a random cock turns into a full route if you don’t ghost him, and some “main” guys can stay as occasional fuckbuddies if you push them away. It feels less clean than usual visual novels, more like you’re stumbling through a horny friend group where everyone has history and nobody uses Grindr because they already have each other on speed dial. In a way it’s kind of realistic: guys pretend to be tough, pretend it’s only bros being bros, but then one simple choice and their hands are shaking while they unzip you. I kept thinking “ok, last route, I’m done,” then I saw another beefy idiot flex on screen and clicked new game again.

Ayumi looks like that quiet girl on the bus you lowkey stare at and then pretend you didn’t, except here she’s a witch, futa, and basically public enemy number one. The whole thing starts with her already in deep shit, hiding in this creepy forest and trying not to get caught and burned, and I like that the game doesn’t baby you with long lore, it just throws you in the middle of her mess. One second you’re checking the trees for monsters, next second some huge-ass busty monster girl with claws is pinning you against a rock and sniffing you like you’re dinner and sex toy at same time. It’s survival but in a really horny, soft-brutal way. You’re trying to keep Ayumi alive, yeah, but also there’s this sick curiosity, like, ok, what happens if I actually lose here? And the game absolutely answers that. Sometimes too well. I opened this in another tab while pretending to type in Excel and instantly regretted not having a second monitor because the first corruption scene is way too obvious if someone walks by.

What caught me off guard is how Ayumi’s whole futa thing is treated. It’s just there. People care way more that she’s a witch than about the big cock between her legs. You get these scenes where she’s shaking from fear while some angry milf inquisitor is threatening to hurt her, and yeah, it’s intense, but at the same time you catch Ayumi getting turned on by it and you’re like girl, same, but also what the hell. There’s a corruption bar that keeps creeping up every time you let someone use her, or she masturbates when she should be hiding, or you pick the flirty option when a monster girl clearly wants to break her. I liked teasing the hell out of a certain tall, smug knight woman, having Ayumi act submissive and clingy in the dialogues, then flipping on a later route and watching Ayumi shove her against a wall and fuck her like some desperate pervert who finally snapped. The harem side grows kind of naturally, too. You start with one “ally” who is basically manipulating her, then suddenly you realize you’re half roleplaying a romance thread, half grooming your own yandere energy. I had Ayumi obsess hard on this one witch hunter with big ass and cruel smile, visiting her in scenes even when it was a bad idea, just because I wanted to see what new way she’d humiliate Ayumi this time.

The sandbox stuff is messy but in a way I kinda like. You wake up in camp, or a ruined church, or some weird forest shrine, and you decide if Ayumi goes gather herbs, sneak into town where everyone hates witches, or “check on” some girl she’s fixated on. I spent way too long just having her stalk the same milf innkeeper, watching the slow shift from awkward virgin energy to straight up sexual harassment. You talk to her, get gently rejected, then come back corrupted a bit more and suddenly your dialogue choices tilt into creepy, touching her hand too long, sniffing, staring at her cleavage, and the game doesn’t stop you. It punishes you later, kind of, but not enough to make you stop. One moment that stuck with me: Ayumi hiding behind barrels, watching two women in the bath, clearly lovers, and you can choose if she just watches and masturbates quietly or uses magic to “nudge” them, make them more rough, more needy, like she’s directing her own porn. I went full perv with the mind screw, and later when she actually meets one of them face to face, the girl acts different, broken in a subtle way, and Ayumi smiles this tiny fucked up smile. It’s hot and also a bit sick. I wish the game let Ayumi go full obsessive yandere faster, but maybe it’s better it teases it slow. If you play, don’t rush the main plot. Linger on the small scenes, the teasing, the failed escapes, the awkward handjobs given in exchange for “protection” that never really protects anything. Always push Ayumi a bit further than you think is safe. That’s where the good shit happens.

Zeus gets a prophecy, freaks out like always, and throws you into the underworld before you even get to enjoy your first breath. That’s your childhood. Now it’s your eighteenth nameday, and suddenly all the stuff they kept from you hits at once: divinity, lust, raw destructive magic, the kind of power that makes mountains nervous and mortals wet. You’re Thalya, a futa demigoddess with a dick that is honestly treated more like a weapon than a body part, daughter of a titan of love and a war goddess who solves problems with blood and orgasms in equal measure. You’ve been hidden away in the dark, raised on stories about the world you’re not allowed to touch, and now the leash finally snaps. The whole ancient Greek world opens up like a toy box full of temples, monsters, snarky demigods with parent issues, and gods who think they’re untouchable. Spoiler: they’re not. The story just pushes you along, no choices, no fake “morality system”. You’re not here to be a hero. You’re a walking middle finger to Olympus, powered by horny spite and daddy Zeus’ paranoia.

The fun part is how the game treats your power like something alive. Lightning crawling over your skin while you pin a smug demigod against a ruined pillar and fuck the arrogance out of them. A priestess trying to pray to Athena and ending up on her knees for you instead, your hand on the back of her head, your magic seeping into her thoughts until the only worship she cares about is your cock. One scene has you stepping out of the underworld for the first time, everything blazing sunlight and marble, and the first thing you do is test your new “dominion” on a squad of armored soldiers. They raise their shields, you raise your hips, and in a blink their weapons are clattering to the ground while they stare at you with that mix of fear, awe, and desperate need. It’s not subtle. It’s not shy. The game loves big tits, big attitudes, and your big, very busy shaft, wrapping all of it in this messy, oversexed Greek mythology that feels like someone mashed together old legends, horny deviantart, and a lot of late-night power fantasies. Sometimes the writing trips over itself, like the dev typed faster than their brain, but honestly that just makes it feel more personal. You’re not guided, you’re dragged, from encounter to encounter, from orgasm to spell blast, until the idea of “good” or “evil” feels kind of pointless and all that matters is how hard you can screw over Olympus… and how many people you’ll literally screw along the way.

You start off thinking it’s just another fantasy visual novel with tits and dragons, right? Then it hits you - this thing actually *wants* you to care about who you fuck. You’re tossed into this castle, all dressed up like some half-hero, half-sacrifice, and the queen’s gaze feels like she’s undressing your soul. The choices come fast, and they’re not just “pick girl A or girl B.” They twist your story, they mess with your head. One moment you’re flirting with a sly elf who keeps her armor half-open just to tease you, the next you’re in a candlelit chamber, her breath hot on your neck, whispering something that sounds like a spell but feels like a promise.

And then the dragon part - holy hell. It’s not just a pet or a mount; it’s a whole mood. The game plays with that line between power and surrender, and it’s filthy in the best way. There’s a scene (you’ll know it when you get there) where you’re supposed to “bond” with your dragon, and it’s dripping with tension. The camera lingers, the sound design goes low and throaty, and suddenly you’re not sure if you’re taming the beast or if it’s taming you. The lesbian routes? Way more tender than I expected, but still raw - like two warriors trying to outlast each other in bed, both refusing to be the first to beg.

It’s not perfect. Some transitions feel like the devs got distracted halfway through animating a kiss, and the dialogue sometimes sounds like it was written by someone who’s never actually seen a naked person. But then it’ll throw a line at you that just *clicks*, and you forget the rough edges. It’s messy, horny, weirdly emotional. Like a fever dream that smells of sweat and dragonfire. You’ll probably finish it once, swear you’re done, then start again just to see what happens if you say yes to the queen this time.

This Zelda parody hits different than your typical fan game bullshit. Love in Hyrule throws you into some alternate timeline where Princess Zelda's got three other girls hanging around and everyone's horny as hell. The whole isekai angle works surprisingly well here - you're not Link, you're just some random dude who ended up in Hyrule and now these four women want to jump your bones. Zelda's still got that royal attitude but she's way more forward about what she wants. Ribo and Zaphie feel like original characters that actually belong in this world instead of feeling tacked on, and Kiya... well, she's got her own thing going on that I won't spoil.

The RenPy engine does its job fine, though the interface feels a bit clunky sometimes when you're trying to navigate between scenes. LewdSama's artwork carries this whole thing - the character designs stay true to the Zelda aesthetic while being sexy as fuck. Each girl has distinct personality quirks that come through in both dialogue and sex scenes. The harem setup doesn't feel forced either, which is rare for these kinds of games. You're not collecting waifus like Pokemon cards, there's actual relationship building happening between the steamy bits. Some of the dialogue gets cheesy but in that good way where you're laughing with it instead of at it.

What really surprised me was how much effort went into making Hyrule feel lived-in. You're not just clicking through sex scenes, there's actual exploration and world-building happening. The romance progression feels natural too - these aren't just fuck dolls waiting for you to show up, they've got their own motivations and desires. The hot scenes are well-written and varied enough that each character feels unique in bed. Fair warning though, this definitely leans into the fantasy fulfillment side of things rather than trying to be some deep narrative experience. But honestly? Sometimes that's exactly what you want from a Zelda porn game.

Athena’s Revenge feels like someone smashed a Greek myth book, a porn folder, and a metal album cover together, then said “yeah, that’s fine, ship it.” You’re dropped into this hellish road trip with Stheno and Euryale, the kind of monster girls who look like they’d ruin your life and then complain you didn’t last long enough. It kicks off right after the last mess, no hand holding, no recap, just “we’re going to Hell to get Athena back, and we’ll fuck or murder anything that gets in the way.” Sometimes both. The world is all red glow, chains, and wet noises, with that chunky animated style where tits and asses move like they have their own physics engine. The first time Stheno walks toward the camera and her ass jiggles inside that armor, I actually paused and rewound like some horny archaeologist doing “research.”

The sex scenes are where the game stops pretending it’s about plot and just leans in hard. You’ve got monster girls with curves that make zero anatomical sense, demons with way too many tongues, futa surprise scenes that kinda sneak up on you in the best way, and this whole harem energy where every new ally or enemy feels like, “Ok, when do I get to ride that?” There’s one moment early on where the group hits a demon outpost, and instead of just slaughter, you get this interrogation that turns into a blowjob competition. Euryale on her knees, drool stringing, the demon’s cock throbbing in closeup while Stheno watches with this jealous smirk, like she’s annoyed but also kinda turned on. Then Igret shows up later, smug succubus queen, and her scenes are just filth. She wraps her tail around your neck, pushes you between her thighs, and it cuts between her face, that lazy half-lidded look, and her pussy grinding in your mouth while the background is literally burning. It’s stupidly hot. Then suddenly the story wants to be serious, talking about revenge and divine punishment, while a demon girl with huge tits is still panting on the floor from getting railed in the last scene. The tonal whiplash is hilarious and also… I liked it. Maybe. I think.

There’s a surprisingly nasty edge to the violence though. Heads get ripped off, guts spill, some angels and demons die screaming, and then five minutes later someone’s face deep in a slick pussy like it’s a reward screen. The harassment stuff is very in-your-face too, demons grabbing, groping, pinning the girls against walls, and the game flirts with that line where you go “hmm, ok, this is hot but also damn, dude.” Some scenes lean hard into that forced vibe, others flip it and the girls are the predators, like when Stheno pins a lesser demon, sits on his face, and tells him if he stops licking she’ll cut his tongue out. I kinda love her, kinda fear her, kinda wanna ask her to step on me. What really stuck in my head though is one tiny detail: the way saliva and cum are animated during oral. It clings to lips, stretches, drips on boobs, sticks to thighs, and they show it from these close angles that made me lean toward the screen like an idiot. At one point a demon girl swallows and a little bit spills out the corner of her mouth, trails down to her big tits, and I had to pause just to stare. Meanwhile, the choices you make in dialogue pretend to matter, sometimes they do, sometimes they don’t, but I still clicked like it’s Tinder with extra steps. And that one background sound in the citadel, that low humming thing? It got into my head and annoyed me for the rest of the playthrough, and I kept thinking I’d find an option to turn it off, but no, it just stayed there, buzzing, like a mosquito with a sound fetish.