You start as the Avatar in this messed up alternate world, and it feels like someone took the cartoon I watched on my old tiny screen, poured porn all over it, then said “yeah, that’s fine.” The story pretends to care about balance and elements and all that spiritual stuff, but it actually cares about Katara’s tits and Toph’s smug little face way more. One minute you’re talking about destiny, the next minute Katara is kneeling between your legs, pushing her boobs together around your cock like it’s the most normal thing waterbenders do. That switch is honestly funny. And also kinda hot. I kept telling myself “I’m here for the plot,” with my hand already on my underwear, so I’m obviously lying to myself.

What I like is how dirty they let the girls get without making them all act the same. Katara is still that “good girl” healer type, always pretending she’s above it, then she’s crossing her eyes in this stupid cute ahegao look while you fuck her throat and you hear those gaggy sounds that are almost too much. Almost. Toph is different, she feels like the brat who would stomp on your foot and then sit on your face five minutes later. There’s this scene where she uses her earthbending to pin you in place, like you’re the one being mastered instead of the Avatar, and she just grinds on you with this cocky smirk. I both hated and loved that part, because it’s hot as hell, but she also looks like she’s having way more fun than you. And no, I don’t forgive the dev for that tiny UI button that sits just too close to the dialogue skip. I kept misclicking it and losing lines, and it annoyed me every single time, and I never learned.

The humor hits weird sometimes, in a good way. You’ll have this scene where someone gets hurt in a very graphic, “oh shit, that’s blood” kind of way, and then two scenes later you’re watching a ridiculous blowjob joke like nothing happened. It shouldn’t work, but it kinda does, like when you scroll Twitter and there’s a war clip and then a thirst trap right after. The faces during sex are wild too, exaggerated to the point of being almost ugly, but that’s what makes them feel filthy. When Katara rolls her eyes up and drools, it’s not “beautiful,” it’s “wow, she’s getting ruined,” and that hits different. Some of the AI-looking CG is a bit off if you stare too long, like hands bending weird or hair not sitting right, but you’re usually too busy staring at the boobs anyway. I kept thinking I wanted a more heroic Avatar, more serious and noble, but then again, watching this version fuck around and mess everything up is way closer to what actually happens on cam sites: lots of big talk, not much enlightenment, but everyone still comes.

You start as this poor bastard trying to get a job at Chimera Corp, and the “job interview” is basically you poking at a digital girl until she turns into exactly the kind of slutty little toy the company wants. It looks all corporate and clean at the start, like some boring HR training module, then you realize the whole thing is just an excuse to mess with a test subject’s body, brain, and personality in the most fucked up sci‑fi way possible. You don’t move a character on a map or anything, you sit in front of a fake company interface and tweak stats, pick sub-options, and watch your test girl go from regular office chick to whatever flavor of corrupted meat puppet you’re in the mood for. That could be a wide‑eyed innocent with slightly fuller lips and bigger tits who just “kind of likes” sucking cock now, or a full-on lactating breeding cow with a fat ass, ahegao face, and a contract to do double anal for company publicity material. The more you play with the sliders and categories, the more you start to feel a bit like a mad scientist who found a porn hub hidden inside Excel.

What sells it is how reactive everything feels. Tiny changes to “obedience” or “sexuality” don’t just show up as a number, they twist her whole vibe. One run you nudge her toward prostitution training and suddenly the feedback text starts describing her as eager to take on more clients, offering anal and titfucks to upsell, drooling about group sessions and bukkake “for the brand.” Pick more hardcore path and now she’s a mind‑broken BDSM pet, calling herself company property, begging to be branded and collared, talking like she lives to be spitroasted by management. Push transformation and body mods and you get big tits, big ass, different outfits, different hair, different speech patterns, sometimes a total change of identity, newly chosen name included, like she forgot she ever was a person and not a slave template. There are lots of little puzzle moments too, where you try to hit a specific combination: the right mix of obedience, skill, and depravity to unlock a certain type of ending. Some leads you to a loyal office whore who handles private “meetings” and HR blackmail, other ones spit out a gangbang-ready cum dump that the company loans to entire teams as stress relief. And yeah, budget limits mean you cannot just max everything, you gotta pick if you want her to be an anal specialist, an oral goddess, or the perfect multi‑penetration toy that passes internal QA.

The art is AI generated but it actually works for this weird corporate-sci‑fi vibe, like you are browsing some shady internal database of test subjects that were never meant to see daylight. You keep clicking and thinking “okay, that’s enough” and then you stumble on a variation where she has milk dripping from huge tits, mascara running, mouth open in a ruined ahegao while the report calmly talks about her “improved productivity in group sex environments” and suddenly you are doing another playthrough. The writing leans hard into male domination and control, but it has that slightly fucked up humor where the system describes her as a “valuable asset for customer engagement” while she is basically a programmable anal slave who loves creampies and toys rammed everywhere. There is management logic behind everything too, which is funny: the game scores you not on how “nice” you are, but how profitable your personal fuckdoll is, how many holes she can keep busy, how marketable her new look is. It is short, yeah, and sometimes a stat change gives you a result you did not expect and you sit there swearing at the monitor because she lost the perfect big ass combo you just had, but then you restart and make a slightly different monster, a little more obedient, a little more corrupted, and you kind of forget you were annoyed five minutes ago.

Game drops you in this not-quite-our-world city where everything looks familiar until someone casually rips a guy in half and nobody blinks. You play this “hero” who is basically what happens if Superman stopped pretending to be nice and just did whatever gave him a hard-on. He’s invincible, knows it, and the story never shuts up about that, which is kind of the point. One moment you’re saving some chick from a mugger, next moment you’re shoving the mugger’s face through a wall, there’s teeth and blood everywhere, and she’s staring at you with that shocked open-mouth look that’s halfway between fear and “fuck me now”. That whole corruption vibe is strong here: women start out scared, confused, pretending they still have morals, and a few “rescues” later they’re begging to be used, cheeks smeared with cum and mascara, while bodies are still cooling in the background. The game doesn’t even pretend to be tasteful. You’ll have scenes where you punch a dude so hard his guts spray the alley, then it cuts right to the girl with an ahegao face while you rail her against the same wall, blood still dripping. Real romantic atmosphere.

Art style is funny in a good way. It looks like the dev got halfway between “serious superhero comic” and “horny shitpost” and just said screw it, we’re going with this. Big tits everywhere, like gravity is just a rumor. Faces go from normal to full ahegao with drool strings and crossed eyes the second you start fucking them harder, and some of the transitions are almost too honest. One moment she’s humiliated, crying, telling you to stop, next frame her tongue is out and she’s clenching around you while you threaten to drop her from the sky. Animated loops are short but nasty in the right way: rough anal with her nails scratching the floor, sloppy oral where she’s choking and still forced to look up at you, creampie shots where you can literally see it leaking out while she’s trying to catch her breath. There’s cheating stuff too, of course. Boyfriend shows up, tries to act like a man, you casually break his arm like it’s a breadstick, then fuck his girl in front of him while he screams. Game really likes that humiliation angle, sometimes it overdoes it to the point you just stare at the screen like “bro, chill”, but then five clicks later you’re watching another pussy-stretching close-up and magically you don’t care anymore.

Story pretends to talk about power and responsibility, but let’s be real, it’s about power and pussy. You get choices, but most of them boil down to “do you want to be an asshole” or “do you want to be a worse asshole”, and honestly that fits the setting. There’s a scene where you fly a girl to the top of a building, clothes half torn from the speed, she’s clinging to you for dear life, and instead of anything heroic, you just bend her over the edge and fuck her while she cries that she’s scared of falling. Camera zooms in on her face, tears mixing with drool, then zooms out so you see the city lights below and your hand grabbing her hair like she’s just a handle. Another moment, after a particularly nasty fight with some powered thug, there’s gore everywhere, pieces of him on the pavement, and the game just hard-cuts from his brain matter to you forcing his girlfriend on her knees in the same puddle, making her suck you off while her mascara runs into the blood. That’s the whole tone: hero logo on your chest, brutality on one side of the screen, holes getting filled on the other. It’s loud, trashy, mean, and doesn’t fake any “wholesome” bullshit. Honestly, if I could ban boring PG superhero plots from the entire genre and replace them with this messy, horny disaster, I would.

Daybreak Nightbreak feels like somebody mashed together a horny Mass Effect, a janky management sim and a corruption hentai manga they hid under the mattress. The city of Chios looks normal at first, just your standard modern place where rent is too high and people pretend to be fine, and then you realise there is a whole mirror version of it lurking on the other side, full of cults, monster girls and people who really, really should not be kneeling and calling you “my lord” with their tits out. You start as this kinda awkward guy, a bit of a late bloomer vibe, virgin energy all over him, who accidentally ends up infused with a power that basically turns “building a fanclub” into “building a sex cult”. It sounds stupid, and yeah, sometimes it really is, in the best way. One moment you are doing accounting in a tiny office, trying not to go bankrupt because some megacorp is crushing your small business, and ten minutes later you are in a dark alley, whispering corrupt little “prayers” into a married woman’s ear while her husband is a room away. And of course she’s got her panties soaked and her ahegao face out in about three dialogue choices.

I like how the game pretends to be about “big decisions” and then your biggest decision turns out to be something like: Do I use mind control to slowly twist this shy college girl into an exhibitionist cosplay slut, or do I turn the local milf head of department into my personal worshipping toy first. The sandbox part hits hard because you just wander around town and keep tripping over new scenes. There’s this goblin girl in the other dimension with ridiculous hips and an ass that moves like it has its own gravity well, and the first time you get her on your lap, she’s grinding in your office chair while asking nervously if “humans really fill girls up that much.” Of course the game gives you the option to breed her stupid with a creampie that drips down her thighs. The animations are rough sometimes, like two dolls humping, but when she’s bouncing, tongue out, drool on her tits and eyes rolled back, you kind of stop caring. Actually, you never cared. And the striptease scenes? There’s this one where a normally classy businesswoman you’ve been carefully corrupting does a half-drunk lapdance for you in a cheap karaoke bar, slowly peeling off her blazer and bra, trying to keep her dignity as she ends up riding your hand under the table, whispering “I’m cheating, I’m so bad” while you finger her until she squirts on the seat. The game just leaves the mess there, no comment.

The corruption feels deliciously slow when it wants to. That college subplot where you go back to campus hits like a twisted nostalgia trip. You start out helping a stressed student with her grades, totally innocent tutoring, then “accidentally” using your power to make her respond a bit too strongly to your touch. Next visit she’s sucking you off in an empty classroom, knees on the cold floor, big doe eyes looking up, lipstick smeared, trying to swallow all of it like she’s cramming for finals. And later you drag her into this stupid cosplay event in the other dimension, make her dress as a bunny girl in front of a small crowd of your followers, and she ends up flashing her pussy to them, moaning while they chant your name like some horny church. It is weirdly romantic too sometimes, buried under all the filth. You can build actual relationships, have soft moments in between the handjobs and public sex. Sitting with a milf on a rooftop, talking about her failed marriage, then quietly sliding your hand under her skirt while she leans on your shoulder, torn between guilt and arousal, might be one of those little scenes that stick. But yeah, then fifteen minutes later you’re using mind control to make her bend over a balcony, tits hanging out, while half the city could technically see you pound her from behind and fill her with a thick creampie she can’t stop leaking. The game swings between “Yakuza-style side story” and “hardcore hentai brainrot” so fast it feels wrong, and that’s kind of why I couldn’t stop clicking.

You wake up in a city where every elf looks like she escaped from some horny painter’s sketchbook, and apparently the whole place has one huge problem: nobody’s getting pregnant. Not for lack of trying, by the way. The queen’s got temples for fertility, the nobles have private “healers,” and the taverns are basically audition rooms with free booze. Still no babies. Then you show up, confused, broke, probably dead a moment ago, and this icy elf mage with eyes like she’s constantly judging your browser history goes, “Yeah, you. You’re the solution. Strip.”

That’s Meliara. She’s your jailer, your handler, your “scientist,” and sometimes your dom, depending what choices you make. In one scene she literally writes your “stats” in her notebook while jerking you off with the coldest poker face, then asks you to rate your own performance while you’re still panting. Another time, if you play the “cocky chosen one” route, she just shoves you on a ritual bed and rides you like a test subject, muttering spell formulas while you’re trying not to blow too early. The whole game leans into that mad-mage-breeder vibe: she’s not romantic at first, she’s collecting data, watching every twitch when you’re hilted inside some desperate elf with hips made for twins.

And yeah, the elves here are not “soft fantasy waifs.” They’re stacked. Thick thighs that press your hips when they pull you in, asses that bounce way too much for someone supposedly sad about extinction, tits that spill out of those fancy robes every time a spell misfires. The ahegao faces are exaggerated in a fun way, not that weird plastic doll look. I laughed way too much when this super serious noble milf, who spends the whole intro calling you a “low-born breeding tool,” ends up gripping your shoulders with her eyes rolled back, drooling on your chest when you dump a creampie in her in front of a mirror enchanted to track “fertility resonance.” Like, lady, you’re not winning the dignity battle here.

What I liked is that it actually lets you steer the tone a bit. You can play the respectful “I’m just here to help your people” guy and get these slower, almost romantic scenes where a monster girl with horns and big curves pretends she’s only participating for “civic duty,” then ends up cuddling your still-hard dick with her thighs and shyly asking if “another round would improve the odds.” Or you can go full degenerate and push for rougher experiments where Meliara times how fast she can milk you with just her hands, then sends you straight into another elf before you even recover, your cum leaking down her fingers while she scribbles notes. There’s this fun moment where, if you make a certain choice, you’re balls deep in a priestess, she’s moaning some holy chant, and Meliara just pops in, claps, and announces, “Good, keep going, I need to test post-orgasmic spell stability.” Zero shame. For her. You, on the other hand, are naked, sweating, and trying to focus while a magic circle glows under your ass.

The humor actually lands pretty often. One early scene has an elf complaining that the curse makes sex feel “pointless,” then two minutes later she’s bent over a table, her huge ass jiggling every thrust, gasping, “For science… for science…” while you literally fill her to the brim. There’s a running joke where the city officials keep trying to treat you like a holy relic, but every time they do, something ridiculous happens, like a summoning spell going wrong and a jealous monster girl barging into your “ceremonial breeding” and dragging you away by the dick. I kinda wish the game let you roam the city more instead of jumping straight between “test subjects,” but at the same time, when a scene opens with an angry milf grabbing your collar and hissing, “I heard you got the queen’s blessing, prove it,” and five clicks later you’re watching her face melt into messy ahegao while your cum drips out of her, it’s hard to complain too long.

I had this stupid grin when Meliara finally cracks a little. There’s a route where, after enough successful creampies, she pretends she wants to “personally verify your consistency,” acts all clinical, then somewhere in the middle of you pounding her tight pussy, her ears twitch, her breaths get all ragged, and she forgets her own spell words. She tries to keep notes while you’re filling her, the pen shakes, ink splashes all over the page, and when you pump a second load into her, she just tears the paper, slams her hips down, and lets out this broken moan that doesn’t sound like a scientist at all. Then, of course, she sits up later and scolds you for “excessive enthusiasm” like she wasn’t the one begging you not to pull out.

It’s messy, horny, self-aware, and sometimes way sweeter than it pretends to be. Also, whoever decided the breeding altars needed that many candles clearly hates my GPU, but that’s another story I’m not getting into.

Whole vibe here is like someone mashed a sci‑fi VN, horny college comedy and weird timeline conspiracy thread from Reddit, then just left in all the rough edges. You’re this guy starting at an uni that looks normal on the surface, but history’s literally missing chunks, teachers act like some parts of the past never existed, and you’re juggling “save the world” with “try not to nut in 10 seconds when the busty redhead MILF lab assistant bends over the desk”. It’s not subtle. One scene you’re in a serious talk about erased memories and global crisis, next scene you’re getting a slow, teasing handjob in a cramped storage room while trying to keep quiet because there’s a lecture going on outside the door. The game just swerves like that. It felt messy in a good way. And sometimes in a stupid way. But kind of charming stupid.

Sex stuff lands harder because it keeps using the school setting instead of forgetting it after the intro. Uniform skirts hitched up over desks, a schoolgirl outfit that’s clearly two sizes too small, and that moment when you realize the “strict officer from the security department” also wears a perfectly clean university badge, then she closes the blinds and suddenly your “discipline meeting” becomes her sitting on your lap, grinding on your cock through your pants, whispering in your ear about how bad boys need to be “re-educated”. She looks about as “milf” as a porn thumbnail, ridiculous huge tits smushed against your face while she titfucks you, saliva and lube all over, and the MC just trying to keep it together. I say “trying”, but he’s a disaster. In one scene he walks into a lab to investigate some anomaly, finds a voyeur cam feed accidentally still on, and instead of freaking out, he just starts stroking to a live view of a classmate on her bed, toys out, full ahegao face when she cums. Which is horrible. And also hot. And also kind of funny, because he gets caught mid‑jerk by another girl, and that spins into awkward oral under a lab table with her telling him, “You’re disgusting… don’t stop.” Whole thing has this unpolished, horny brain energy like a guy switching tabs between Pornhub and some obscure sci‑fi forum.

The 3D style is a bit cursed sometimes, and I mean that lovingly. Boobs in this game have gravity that does not exist in our universe, like they’re trying to escape into orbit, but then there’s this scene on the dorm rooftop at night where the lighting hits just right, girl in half‑undone uniform shirt, nipples poking through the fabric, she slowly drops to her knees and gives you this sloppy, messy blowjob while pretending she’s just “testing your reactions” for a research project. That part looks way better than it has any right to. Then another time, in the library, the lips look off and you barely notice because she’s drooling all over your shaft, choking a bit, pulling away with strands of spit hanging, eyes glazed in full ahegao while you grab her head and she pushes your cock between her tits for a wet titfuck, licking the tip each time it pops up. Creampies are everywhere too: bent over classroom desk, skirt pushed up, you pounding from behind, her moaning into her own sleeve so nobody hears while you fill her up and she just keeps pushing back, cum leaking down her thighs after. And if you want to milk every spicy second, don’t skip through the “talky” parts too fast: half the fun is teasing a character over multiple scenes till she finally snaps, throws you against a door and says, “Fine, you win,” before climbing on and riding you raw, big tits bouncing in your face while the whole world crisis bullshit can wait for one more orgasm.

Simon wakes up in the far future, stuck on a ship in the middle of space, surrounded by nine alien girls with ridiculous curves and zero sense of shame. It feels a bit like someone mashed together a trashy harem anime and a cheap sci‑fi flick they found on a torrent site, then just leaned into every horny idea that popped up. The tone is stupid in the best way. One moment you’re listening to a serious speech about “saving the universe” and five minutes later you’re watching a slime‑skinned monster girl trying to figure out human underwear and accidentally flashing half the crew. The game knows exactly what it is. It keeps throwing teasing scenes at you where clothes never quite stay on, like that first time the insectoid girl tries on a tight jumpsuit and the camera just lovingly stays on her ass while she pretends she’s not noticing you staring. There is this constant feeling that everyone on this ship is a tiny bit too horny and nobody has the emotional maturity to admit it, which honestly feels realistic for a porn game pretending to be a space opera.

Choices matter just enough to make you sweat. Example: early on, there is this “morale boosting” event where you can choose which girl to escort through a transparent corridor with full view to the deep void outside. Sounds like some poetic sci‑fi thing, right? No, it’s basically a public stripwalk for aliens. You pick the shy tentacle‑haired engineer and she keeps pretending her suit malfunctioned, giving you glimpses of huge tits pressed against cold glass, nipples hard and obvious, while other crew members conveniently wander by and pretend not to stare. Keep pushing the flirt and the game lets you push her against the wall later in the engine room, legs spread, tentacles wrapped around your wrists while you fuck her raw from behind and watch her ahegao face reflected in a metal panel. Or you play nice and she stays in that permanently horny‑but‑denying state, which can be even hotter if you’re a teasing enjoyer. There is a lot of creampie focus too, which the script doesn’t even try to hide. Some scenes end with your cum dripping out of an alien pussy while the ship’s AI comments on “successful genetic transfer” like it’s just checking fuel levels. It can feel a bit repetitive at times, always circling back to the same big tits and tongue‑out faces, but the dumb jokes and constant parody of sci‑fi tropes keep it from getting boring. It’s like watching people roleplay Star Trek, if Star Trek was written by horny Reddit shitposters and nobody had heard of bras.

Cold country, warm panties, that is the vibe here. You are Misha, officially labeled a “parasite” by this lovely red-flag circus, and they expect you to act like a good little cog while every woman around you is basically begging the universe for a reason to misbehave. The city is gray, the buildings are ugly, everyone parrots the Party slogans like zombies, and then you go home and your “proper” household looks like some fucked up mix of political prison and porn shoot. On paper you must study hard, work your shift, salute the portraits. In practice you are trying not to stare at the way your landlady’s blouse buttons look like they are one good breath away from exploding, or how your “respectable” teacher leans over your desk until her tits brush your notebook and she asks if you really understand the lesson. Very subtle academic support. Sure.

The gameplay part is mostly you picking choices and watching Misha get dragged between fear and horniness. One minute you are in class being humiliated in front of everyone for some minor “ideological deviation”, next minute that same strict officer or teacher corners you after hours, sits on the edge of the desk, stockings half-showing, and starts grilling you about your “loyalty” while grinding against your thigh like that is part of the test. I clicked the slightly braver dialogue option once and it turned into this slow, teasing scene where she pretends to punish you, but actually she is the one breathing heavy and you are the virgin who somehow has to keep up. The animations sell it pretty well, you actually see the way her ass moves when she rides you in that cramped office, trying to stay quiet because the Party posters are literally staring from the wall. It is ridiculous and hot at the same time. At home it is even worse; there is this moment in the tiny kitchen where your older housemate is pretending to scold you for not doing chores, but her tits are sliding around in this thin top and she keeps “accidentally” pressing her ass against your crotch while washing dishes. You know exactly what she wants, she knows you know, but the regime says no sex before marriage, no dirty thoughts, only productivity. Yeah, sure. The flirting is long, dirty, lots of teasing and denial, and when it finally moves to the bedroom, she rides you like she wants to erase your entire ideology through your dick, with the kind of ahegao face that would probably get her executed if anybody saw it. It is not subtle romance, it is messy, horny, and somehow still sweet in a fucked up way, because between all the slogans and spying neighbors, these little moments of naked skin and whispered jokes feel like the only real freedom anyone has left.

Dream Office looks kind of harmless when it loads, like some normal corporate dating sim where you just flirt around and click through the day, but the sound tells you what kind of game it really is way faster than the visuals do. First time the boss leans over your desk and you hear that tiny leather creak of her chair and the low hum of the air conditioner behind her, I went “ok ok, this is one of those.” They actually put a lot of care into the boring office noise, which makes the sex stuff feel way dirtier than it should. Printer going in the background while she’s stroking you under the table? That stupid little paper feed sound had more impact for me than the whole corruption plot at that moment.

You play the typical nervous virgin office guy, but here he actually sounds nervous. He doesn’t talk much, but those short breaths, the little gulp when the milf boss corners him in her office and locks the door, that sells the scene harder than the animations. There’s this early moment where she’s pretending to “teach” you about reports, leans in too close, and you just hear her nails tapping on the desk, slow, and the chair squeaking every time she shifts closer. No moaning yet, just all that tension noise. I replayed that scene twice only to listen, which is probably not how normal people play porn games. Whatever.

Once the drug stuff starts everything goes from kinda sexy to “ok this is fucked but hot.” There’s a bathroom scene with forced oral where the echo is brutal in a good way. Tile reverb, those wet sounds are way too detailed, like someone sat with a mic and a bowl of yogurt for half a day. The first time the girl looks up at you with full ahegao face, they mix her panting with a tiny bit of hallway noise outside the door, so you always feel like someone might walk in. I hate that I noticed the air vent sound over her sucking noises, but it gave me this weird “I’m absolutely not supposed to be here” vibe that fit the corruption thing too well.

Not everything lands. Some climax sounds are copy-paste, you can hear exactly the same “ugh-ah” combo used on two completely different characters, which kind of kills the fantasy when you notice. One of the office girls has this moan that loops a bit too perfectly, like a 2-second TikTok audio someone just dropped in, and after you catch that, you can’t unhear it. There’s also a blowjob scene in the break room where the coffee machine is doing that constant loop hiss in the back and it drove me insane because it never shuts up, even while she’s gagging on your cock. Who leaves the machine steaming that long? It sounds like it’s about to explode and nobody cares, they just keep going, her choking, the rhythmic slurp, water boiling, like some cursed ASMR. I kept waiting for someone to complain about it and nobody did.

When the romance angle sneaks in, with you choosing softer options instead of full blackmail shit, the audio actually calms down a bit. Less noise, more breathing, more sheets rustling when you finally get proper vaginal sex instead of rushed oral under a desk. The first time you take that “good guy” route with one of the older women, you get this slower scene in a dim office after hours, and you can barely hear the city outside and the PC fans still running. Her voice there is so different, like the VA finally got to play a normal woman and not a drugged-up toy. She still whimpers and pushes back on you, but there’s this one low “don’t pull out” line she whispers where they kept the room tone just a bit louder, and it feels intimate instead of just porn loud. It’s kind of funny because the game is all corruption and blackmail and office power games, and the most romantic bit for me was just two people fucking quietly while Excel is still open on the screen.

Rebirth Balance is that kind of horny fantasy story where the world is burning, elves and humans want to kill each other, and somehow your biggest problem is choosing which pair of tits to focus on first. You wake up in some other guy’s body, with a dick that looks way too confident for the situation, and a divine being basically tells you: “Hey, fix the world, also here, have some superpowers and a front row seat to every orgasm in a fifty meter radius.” It sounds epic, but it feels more like being dropped inside a porn convention where every booth is run by racists, sex addicts, or both. One moment you’re trying to talk politics between humans and non-humans, next moment an elf MILF is on her knees, drooling around your cock, pretending diplomacy means “oral exam”. The game throws you into that mood very fast, like Discord mods arguing for ten pages on lore, while you’re just there clicking “next” waiting for the tits to bounce again. And yeah, the tits do bounce. The models are that 3dcg style where skin has that slightly too smooth thing, like everyone moisturizes with lube. It’s janky in a good way. Sometimes a boob clips into an arm and I swear it made the titfuck more funny, not worse. Felt like watching porn in VLC, pausing at weird frames just to laugh, then going right back to stroking.

The sex itself is not shy at all. You get your usual “save the world with charisma” thing, but your real stats are more like: how deep she can take it, how wide her eyes roll back, and how ugly the ahegao gets before the scene fades. There’s an elf slave girl who tries to act all cold and noble, and I blinked and suddenly she’s riding you raw, hands tied, making that messy open-mouth face like she just got hit by a truck of orgasms. The camera loves to sit low when you go in vaginal, so you see the whole slide, every wet push, that shiny stretch where you think “okay, this is probably not safe but whatever, fantasy world”. Then out of nowhere, the superpower thing kicks in and you’re basically cheating in sex. You touch her, her legs turn to jelly, and it feels unfair in the most porn logic way. Same with the MILF scenes: one of them acts like she’s mentoring you on how to talk to non-humans, but the entire time the game keeps zooming in on her lips and her cleavage, like the plot is just foreplay you forgot to skip. When she finally wraps her tits around you, the animation goes full worship mode, soft flesh pressing, nipples brushing along the shaft, spit dripping down like someone spilled energy drink on a joystick. It’s messy. It’s hot. And then suddenly you’re back to dialogue about balance between races, pretending your cock is not still throbbing. I had a Chrome tab open with a Google Doc for work, and another tab with this game, and honestly, switching between “professional email” and “animated elf masturbation scene” should be illegal. Anyway, the world is in danger, people are angry, politics are tense, and you’re out there making peace one blowjob at a time. Priorities.