Game feels like someone took a normal horny road trip fantasy, forgot the brakes, and then just kept pressing the gas while laughing. You start as this dude who is way too confident for how messy his life actually is, stuck in a car with people you probably shouldn’t be left alone with, especially not overnight and definitely not with alcohol in the mix. It has that “this is a bad idea but I still click yes” vibe. Half the time you’re choosing between being a pervy asshole or pretending to be a decent human, and the game kind of rewards both in different ways. It leans into point of view a lot, like the camera is glued to your eyeballs, so when someone bends over in front of you, it’s not subtle. At all.

Stuff escalates pretty fast. One moment it’s jokes and stupid banter, next you’re watching someone’s girl doing things she really shouldn’t be doing where everyone could see if they turned their head a little. The voyeur bits hit hard because they’re not super theatrical, more like “oh shit I shouldn’t be seeing this but I’m still watching” and the game knows exactly that feeling. There is cheating, there is straight up humiliation, and sometimes both in the same scene. Got one run where I tried being nice and careful and still ended up sitting there like an idiot while the woman I was trying to “protect” got railed by another guy in the next room, with a door that really should have been closed tighter. Audio and facial reactions go pretty far, like the exaggerated ahegao faces make it just cartoony enough that you’re not taking it too seriously, but it’s still hot. And sometimes kind of fucked up. In a good way, mostly.

What I like is how the game lets you flip between being in control and getting totally owned. Some routes you’re the one pushing her against the car in a dark parking lot, making her stroke you while she’s terrified someone will drive past, and other routes you suddenly find yourself on your knees, or getting talked down to while she rides someone else and looks at you like you’re furniture. There’s this older guy character who shows up in some paths and every time he appears, shit gets more intense. He has that big “I know exactly what your girl really wants” energy, and if you lean into the darker choices, you can just let him corrupt everything while you watch, hands tied metaphorically or not. The mix of anal, oral, creampies, all that, it’s not thrown randomly, it sort of matches the mood. Like if things get more degrading, the sex gets rougher, dirtier, more public. Humor keeps it from feeling too heavy, lots of dumb jokes and weird dialogue, but then there’s those moments when the punchline is you losing someone, or letting them be taken right in front of you, and the game doesn’t stop to comfort you. If you want the spiciest content, pick the options that feel wrong, choose the detours, let the jealousy burn a bit, and never trust a “harmless” stop on a long highway.

You start as this nobody in a school full of assholes, basically wallpaper that can hold a bag. People bump into you in the corridor and don’t even say sorry, teachers misread your name every single time, and the only time anyone looks at you is when they need a free note from last lesson. Then the game quietly puts this “tool” in your hands. No tutorial, no glowing button, just a weird interface, some profiles, and the feeling that someone is watching you from behind the screen. It looks almost boring at first, like some cheap chat app or a bad school portal, and then you send one message and the story flips from “sad nerd” to “oh shit, I can actually break people.”

The fun part is how much of it lives inside text and your imagination. You are not walking around with WASD or anything, you are sitting in your room, reading and typing, going through chats with classmates, teachers, that weird girl everybody calls a freak, the thot who lives on Instagram, the strict class rep who pretends she hates attention. The game lets you poke inside their heads, first gently, then deeper, then way too deep. You use pressure, little lies, blackmail, secret pics, their own kinks they try to hide. One moment you are just convincing a girl to send a “harmless” selfie after school. Next moment you are telling her exactly how to touch herself while she tries to keep her voice down because her parents are in the next room. The writing is so casual it hurts. No big description of “her luscious curves” bullshit, just things like “her hand shakes near her skirt as she waits for your next message” and your brain fills the rest.

Sometimes you play the big dominant asshole, pushing them to call you “sir” or “master,” making them kneel in the empty classroom they thought they locked, forcing them to write “I am your slave” fifty times instead of homework. And then the game flips and throws a girl at you who is way more broken than you are. She reads your messages like you are the toy, not her, and you realize you walked into her trap. There are scenes where she orders you to describe your own kink in detail, mocks your hard-on through the screen, then uses your own fucked up fantasies to turn you into the obedient one. She’ll tell you to put your phone on speaker, pull your cock out and stroke only when she texts “go,” punish you when you slip, and it feels unfair because you thought you were in control. I loved that. I hated that. No, actually I loved that. The whole “mind control” thing is not just hypnosis magic, it’s the way text can slowly twist someone’s brain, and the game is kind of rude about how easy it actually is. You blackmail a shy girl with stolen screenshots until she agrees to meet in a dark classroom, hands on the desk, ass out, and when you finally slide your hand under her panties and make her jerk you off with those shaking fingers, you realize she isn’t just scared, she is getting addicted to obeying.

There are some nice AI-style images popping up here and there to glue the fantasy to your brain, but they never explain why one girl’s hair suddenly looks slightly different from another angle and it annoys me every single time. Also the phone notification sound is slightly off, like some cheap Android clone, and it drove me crazy, but I never muted it anyway. You go from reading stupid school gossip to ordering a girl to record herself choking on a dildo in the school bathroom, and then later she casually sends you a pic of her wearing her uniform with the shirt open, collar pulled up like a leash, pupils wide like she’s high, waiting for your next command. The game often pretends you have this big “moral choice” but we both know you are here to corrupt everyone, including yourself. And it works: by the time you have one girl calling you “owner,” another one blackmailing you right back, and a third one begging you in private chat to make her your personal pet so she doesn’t have to think anymore, you’re not really sure if you’re the villain, the victim, or just the pervert sitting behind the keyboard, grinning at a bunch of text boxes like it’s the most important thing in your life. Which it kind of becomes, at least while the game is running.

First thing that hit me about Life in Windvale was how it feels like some horny slice-of-life doujin someone stretched into a sim, then fed the whole thing into an AI blender. You start as this farmer guy in a quiet village, married to a tomboy wife who looks like she could carry sacks of grain and still bounce her tits out of her top when she bends over. She’s got that mix of cute and rough, tanlines peeking out when she gets naked in the barn, a bit of muscle, big ass, big chest, but still acts shy when you pull her panties aside. The game pushes the idea that you two actually like each other, which makes it extra hot when you start “spicing things up” and suddenly she’s getting eyed by every dude in town and half the women too. It’s netorase focused, so your guy is in on it, but it still pokes that jealous itch sometimes, like when you watch her laugh a little too hard at the neighbor’s jokes and you know where this is going.

The sex scenes jump pretty quick from teasing to full-on stuff, which I kinda enjoy. You’re messing around in the fields, you choose the “risky” option, and boom, next thing you’re watching your wife kneel between a pair of dark-skinned bulls, her lips shiny with spit while she strokes one cock and deepthroats the other, eyes rolled up in a soft ahegao. Animation is simple but it does the job: tits bounce, hips move, cum splashes on tanlined skin. The voyeurism angle is constant. Sometimes you just stand in a doorway or behind some hay, watching her ride a guy raw, hearing her moan your name while he grabs her tits from behind. Sometimes it flips and you’re the one getting a surprise blowjob from a thick milf in town while your wife secretly watches and gets turned on instead of sulky. There’s this one event where you think it will be a cute threesome with a shy girl from the village, and then suddenly it turns into a full gangbang in a storage barn, your wife sitting on a crate, legs spread, getting her pussy stuffed one after another while you’re busy with the other girl’s mouth and hands. Vaginal, creampies, titfucks with cum dripping down soft curves, handjobs under table during a “nice dinner”, even that kind of teasing where she pretends nothing is happening but you see her panties already wet and pulled aside. It’s messy in a fun way.

It’s not a game you play for perfect polish. The AI CG has that recognizable weirdness sometimes, like a finger looking off or a nipple a bit too stiff, but honestly, in this type of game it just feels like an oddly hot fever dream. Dialog is simple and a bit broken here and there, but as non-native myself, I kinda vibe with it. The harem stuff sneaks up on you too, because while the focus is netorase, you slowly collect options: stacked town milf with huge tits who loves to wrap them around your cock and stroke until you explode on her face, darker-skinned girl with heavy tanlines who begs for “just one more” creampie, a bratty younger woman who acts tough until she’s pinned to a wall and gets her first rough oral session, legs shaking. Swinging shows up when you let another couple into your little world, watching your wife ride someone else while you’re buried between another woman’s cheeks, hands full of big ass, trying not to cum too early. It’s dirty, a bit chaotic, feels like a pile of horny fantasies taped together, but in that good “fanservice cosplay afterparty” way. Not everything connects, some scenes feel rushed, some choices don’t matter much, but when the screen fills with bodies, sweat, moans, and those AI-animated thrusts, it scratches that low-effort, high-smut itch that certain people keep coming back to without admitting it in public.

It’s weird how this one opens so soft, like it’s pretending to be an average story about school life and studying, and then bam - someone’s hand is halfway down a skirt before you realize it’s even happening. The pacing’s all messed up in a good way, like the dev forgot what subtlety means but accidentally nailed tension instead. You’re walking through a hallway scene, low chatter from classmates, and then a camera pan catches Will’s reflection in a trophy case - his eyes look too damn curious. That’s when you know: this isn’t about grades. Cindy acts like she’s clueless, but you catch that smirk every time the screen lingers a second too long on her mouth. It’s not polished storytelling, but it’s the kind where you can smell the sweat before the clothes even start dropping.

The voyeur stuff hits differently here; it’s not shown like cheap shock but like this slow infection that spreads between scenes. You peek, then you keep peeking, and before long you’re complicit. There’s this one balcony scene - moonlight, wind, a half-whispered laugh - and then suddenly everything’s skin and breath and barely-there sound effects that make your phone vibrate like it’s judging you. I swear the devs have a thing for teasing you right to the edge just to throw in some totally unnecessary dialogue about saving the world. Who even remembers the fantasy subplot? It’s like the plot’s drunk, swaying between hero talk and someone’s mom bending over too slow. And yeah, I noticed the weird physics on the boobs during that group scene; they move like they’ve got their own quest log. Not complaining, just confused.

If you’re gonna play it, don't rush. Let it drag you through the awkward pauses and dumb jokes. The corruption stuff doesn’t hit hard if you spam-click past conversations; you gotta soak in the guilt, the little side glances. That’s where it gets spicy - where the world feels too real for a 2D mess of pixels. I kept thinking I’d close it after “just one more scene,” but then someone moaned out a name that wasn’t supposed to be moaned, and yeah... there went my evening.

Christmas porn games usually feel like somebody just slapped a santa hat on a random girl and called it "holiday special". This one actually leans into the whole messy, horny-family-gathering energy. You’re following Mei again, and she’s that mix of sweet wife and quiet freak that makes you think "ok, she says she’s shy, but she keeps wearing those stockings in public for a reason". The whole thing plays like a dare spiral that goes from slightly naughty to "ok, this is proper cheating territory" while she still tries to pretend it’s just for fun. I like how the dares start small, like a bit of teasing in front of the tree, some "accidental" flashing in public, and then by the time you realize it, there are hands on her ass in places they really shouldn’t be, with people they really shouldn’t belong to. And she’s moaning way too loud for someone who is supposedly just nervous and embarrassed. It hits that nasty mix of exhibitionism and voyeur stuff, where half the fun is knowing everyone around is kinda pretending they don’t see, but they do.

The two Santa paths give very different flavors of filth. Jack taking the Santa role is more personal, almost cruel in a sexy way. He knows exactly how far he can push her before she breaks, and he keeps dancing on that line. He uses dares like a weapon: "Wear this in public. Sit on his lap. Spread a little more. No, more. Good girl." It feels like this twisted "training" thing where he turns her into the wife who will show off for him, let other guys grope her in front of him, and still look back at him like "did I do good?". It’s messed up. It’s hot. I hated how much I enjoyed watching her get grabbed by strangers and still thinking "she’s totally going to fuck one of them sooner or later". Then the other route, with Alex and two Santas, is just chaos. No intimacy, just pure circus. Two guys in the same stupid costume trying to outdo each other with presents that are basically "how far can we push this married woman before everybody admits this isn’t a game anymore". Double hands, double cocks, double pressure. You get that group sex tension where nobody wants to be the one who stops first. And Mei, who was “just playing along”, somehow ends up sandwiched, used as a toy between them, like the whole thing was planned from the start. They call it dares, but let’s be real, some of those scenes feel like a full on NTR highlight reel with holiday lights blinking in the background.

What surprised me is how casual the game treats interracial stuff and the cheating anxiety. It doesn’t make a big drama, it just lets you sit there and watch as Mei gets more and more comfortable letting darker, bigger strangers touch what should be for her husband, while he either pushes her further or just sits back and watches like a proud pervert. I had one moment where she’s sitting in a guy’s lap in a public-ish place, her outfit practically split, tits bulging out, his hands under the fabric, and you see Jack in the corner just "testing" her, like this is part of some wife-training regime. Another scene she’s in that sexy santa outfit that is basically just an excuse to show her ass, bending forward where anybody could walk in, and instead of stopping, the game doubles down: more dares, more groping, more risk someone walks in and sees the wife getting worked like a slut on Christmas. Sometimes the AI CG looks a bit weird in small details, like a hand angle or a face that’s too perfect, and it pulled me out for a second, but then the next frame she’s getting grabbed from behind while she pretends to resist, and I kinda forget I wanted to complain. It’s not subtle, not deep, sometimes feels like the story is just an excuse to line up more dicks around her, and weirdly that fits the whole dirty-holiday tone perfectly.

The first thing I noticed was how slow it loads in Chrome compared to Firefox, which is weird, because other VN players always recommend Chrome. But after waiting through that blank white flicker, the title just appears, no fancy menu, and it sort of fits - like someone coded the whole thing in one long night with half a plan and a hard-on. The writing swings between absurdly corny dialogue and tense, breathy pauses that actually made me lean forward. Erza’s route hit harder than I expected; the engine stutters a bit when the transition hits from teasing to naked skin, as if the code itself got flustered. At one point Mirajane just stares at the camera, half-undressed, saying nothing, and it’s unsettling but kind of erotic? My mouse double clicked because I didn’t know whether to keep going or stop and breathe.

There’s too much sound compression, though - headphones exaggerate that low moan into something that buzzes in your skull. I liked the way the text box shakes when you make a rougher choice; you can practically feel the humiliation radiate off the screen, and maybe I’m reading too much into it, but that’s the first time I’ve ever felt genuine shame synced with a save file. The whole guild concept keeps drifting around, promising missions, quests, whatever, but it really just becomes an excuse for swapping scenes of control and surrender, of bodies framed like code samples gone wrong. I wanted to click “Settings” to adjust volume, but instead stumbled into an exhibitionism scene that started before I could move. And it’s messy, nerve-pinching messy - some sprite layer got stuck, half-transparent, hovering over Lucy’s face mid-fellatio, and for once, the glitch worked. Like voyeurism baked into the source.

Mobile version? Don’t even bother - touch controls feel like punishment. Still, there’s something raw in how it refuses to clean itself up. It’s not the kind of polish you expect. It’s more like intimacy leaking through bad optimization. Or maybe that’s me making excuses. I tried capturing a screenshot for a forum thread, but my phone overheated, and now whenever I unlock the screen, I swear I still see Mirajane’s smirk fading into white.

Chasing Memories feels like someone smashed a horny Pokémon clone, a trashy fantasy light novel, and a half-broken sandbox RPG into one browser tab and said, yeah, this is fine. You wake up with no memories, which sounds dramatic, but in practice it just means you can shamelessly hit on every woman and monster girl you meet without needing an excuse. One scene you’re pretending to care about the mystery of your past, next scene you’re getting a slow, teasing handjob from a smug fox girl who “only does this to relax your mind.” Sure. Totally the***. I was running Discord, Telegram, and the game side by side, trying to answer messages, and every time I alt-tabbed back I had another horny line of dialogue waiting, like the game was judging my attention span. The best part is how it swings between goofy and brutal without asking permission: you’re flirting with a slime girl, she’s all bouncy boobs and playful jiggles, then in combat her animated attack literally splashes into you with this wet sound, and a few encounters later some other monster is getting her torso ripped open in a graphic finish if you decide to play rough. It tries to be sweet and romantic, then casually throws graphic violence on the screen like “anyway, back to the harem.”

The turn-based combat really is Pokémon-brain fuel, but horny. Every monster girl has her own little animated moves, some cute as hell, some actually kind of fucked up. One uses a “charm” style skill that lowers your stats while she strokes your cock with slow loops, the animation lingering way longer than it needs to, and if the status effect lands, your character basically becomes a useless, throbbing mess for a few turns. Another one goes full murder mode with claws and blood, and I wasn’t sure if I wanted to fuck her or run. The sandbox style stuff is messy in a good way, too: you wander into a dungeon, get a random encounter, maybe it’s just a boring fight, maybe it’s a special girl with a full animated sex scene if you pick the right choices. I got lost in one cave for like twenty minutes just because I wanted to see if the bat girl would actually sit on my face if I picked the most reckless dialogue, and yes, she did, with looping vaginal riding that synced with the battle-style sound effects in this weirdly satisfying way. The harem angle is strong but also kind of trashy, in that mobile-game ad way, which I liked and hated at the same time. Sometimes the AI-generated CG looks amazing, like fantasy porn art you’d save to a hidden folder, and sometimes the proportions are cursed and her hand looks like it belongs to another body, but by the time she’s grinding on your dick and moaning through another animated loop you kind of stop caring. It’s an adventure that pretends to be about chasing your past, but really it’s about chasing the next scene where some monster girl wraps her thighs around you and squeezes until you can’t think about anything else.

Rich cougar goes from designer heels to broke in about two clicks, and the game just throws you into her mess like “yeah, figure it out, queen.” You’re playing this shameless older woman who clearly used to swim in money and champagne, and now she’s stuck doing small-time shop work, pretending she’s fine while she’s one rent bill away from selling literally everything except her dignity. Actually, scratch that, the whole fun here is watching that “dignity” get chipped away, one sleazy favor at a time. You start off with simple shifts and boring chores, but there’s always some guy a bit too close in the line, some “accidental” hand on her ass, some manager who likes to lean just a little too much. It’s all slow burn horny capitalism. You’re looking at the stats, juggling money, squinting at the screen like “ok what if I let him grope me this once and buy that sexy outfit, that’s basically investing right?”

What I like is how the protagonist isn’t some shy little anime blush-factory. She’s confident, maybe too confident, like she knows she’s hot and she’s using it. One moment she’s cursing her ex in her head, the next moment she’s in the gym stretching in front of some meathead to get a discount, pretending she’s not doing it on purpose. The gym scenes are actually wild. You go there thinking “ok, training, stamina, whatever,” and ten minutes later you’re in this situation where the trainer is basically treating her like a walking sex toy while she tries to act like this is just “part of the plan.” There’s this one scene on the treadmill where she’s trying to keep balance while a dude behind her is way too focused on her ass, and the camera angle is absolutely not about sports, let’s just say that. And the masturbation bits sneak up too, like she gets home from some gross day and instead of emo crying she pulls out her toys, scrolls some porn on her fake in-game phone, and goes to town. Kind of relatable, in a cursed way. I literally had Discord open on second monitor and still felt like I should lock my door.

The sandbox side is kinda scuffed but in a good trashy way. You’re juggling jobs, weird offers, “modeling,” borderline porn gigs, little errands that suddenly turn into sexual harassment scenes where you decide how far she goes. It feels more like a horny life simulator on a downward upward spiral. One path you’re letting guys squeeze her tits in some cramped storage room for a tiny cash bonus, another path you’re in a fancy office pretending this is “professional content creation” while the dude behind the camera zooms in on her big ass like it’s a nature documentary. The AI-styled CG sometimes looks almost too smooth, then next scene you get this goofy animated loop of her riding some guy like she’s grinding for XP, and it kind of slaps, not gonna lie. Some days the pacing is weird, like three great scenes then 20 minutes of clicking around the shop and gym, but that also makes the spicy stuff hit harder when it finally pops. I do wish there was an option to just ignore the serious “ambition and loss” story and lean full gremlin into being a total cash-hungry slut, but also her bitter inner monologue about money and aging and pride is what makes the scenes hit different when she lets guys use her body just to climb one more step. You open it for quick fap material, stay for “just one more event,” and suddenly you’re min-maxing how many times she gets groped before she mentally snaps, like some cursed horny accountant.

Thorn Mansion feels like walking into the wrong job interview and then just refusing to leave because everyone is too hot and too weird. You’re the “private tutor” that clearly nobody hired for your math skills, dropped into this rich family’s old gothic estate where everything is a little too quiet and every girl looks at you like she’s already imagined you naked at least twice. The house itself almost acts like another character: long hallways where moans echo if you’re paying attention, heavy doors that always seem half open, and that one stairway where you’ll 100% get cornered by at least one of the sisters pretending she “forgot” her homework. It’s the kind of place where the tea tastes too sweet, the staff know way too much, and even the portraits on the walls feel like they’re judging how hard you’re staring at all the tits bouncing around you.

The quadruplets are the main course here, and they’re a real headache in the best and worst way. Same faces, same curves, totally different chaos. One of them plays the perfect rich girl, always in control, talking down to you like you’re her servant, then suddenly leaning in close enough you can smell her perfume while she pretends she needs help “studying positions.” Another is pure tease: bending over the desk just a little too far, acting innocent while her skirt somehow keeps riding up her ass every time you try to explain something. The so‑called quiet one sits there in her dark clothes and heavy eyeliner, goth doll style, acting like she doesn’t care, but the second you say something that hits the right nerve her cheeks jump red and she squeezes her thighs together like she wants to sink into the floor. Then there’s the one that treats every lesson like a game, sitting on the desk instead of the chair, tapping her pen on her big tits while she asks you questions she already knows the answer to, just to see how long you keep eye contact instead of looking down. They feel related, but the game is very good at making each of them their own problem, with their own way of getting under your skin. Or into your lap. Same thing here.

What caught me off guard is how the house staff slide into the picture without feeling like extra padding. The maid that moves too quietly and always seems to be right behind you when you’re flirting with one of the girls, eyes half‑lidded like she’s seen it all and would like her turn next. The strict servant type that treats you like a kid, grabs your wrist when you go somewhere you “shouldn’t” and pushes you against the wall to scold you, standing way too close, chest pressed against your arm while she calls you unprofessional. There’s this scene where you’re alone with one of the sisters in the study, late lesson, big ass pressed into the edge of the desk while she stretches, shirt just barely holding her tits in place. Dialogue keeps circling around some “family rules” she won’t fully explain. You feel something’s off, like everyone in this mansion shares a secret you’re not in on yet, and the game uses that to make every touch feel half forbidden. Sometimes the AI‑generated art looks weird in tiny spots, like a hand that’s just a bit off or a shoulder that doesn’t quite match, and it annoyed me more than it should, but then the next frame hits you with a close‑up of her lips parted while she whispers your name and, honestly, I forgot to care. It all turns into this messy erotic stew of private lessons, family tension, rich girl attitude, big tits fighting for space in tight clothes, and teasing that goes a bit too far, then way too far, until you realize you stopped worrying about being the “teacher” and started wondering how much you can get away with before the mansion itself bites back.

On this island full of crazy strong amazon warriors, you arrive as this cocky outsider who honestly should die in the first ten minutes, but somehow every proud warrior girl keeps underestimating you. The whole thing is like someone mashed comic book Justice League porn with a kinky strategy game. You’re not just clicking through sex scenes, you’re actually poking at fragile egos, pushing rivalries, and watching these legendary fighters slowly slide from “I will crush you” to “I will ride you until my legs shake”. Seeing Diana go from strict, righteous warrior princess to your messy, horny toy is basically the main dish here, and yeah, it delivers. At the start she looks at you like you’re dirt, all cold eyes and heroic speeches, and by the time you’ve pushed the right choices and trained her in your “methods”, she’s choking on your cock on her own throne, trying to keep her dignity while drooling all over you. You can go gentle for a while, pretending romance, but the game is clearly happier when you go full corruption: hand around her throat, one hand under her skirt, whispering how her sisters are going to watch her get fucked like a slut.

The fun thing is how the game keeps giving you these little power tests. Like, you’re in some council scene, surrounded by half-naked amazons trying very hard to look serious, and the game throws a choice at you: respect tradition or slide your hand up Diana’s thigh in front of everyone. Pick the sneaky horny route and she flinches at first, jaw tight, but she doesn’t stop you. Next time, she spreads her legs a bit and pretends she’s just “adjusting her armor” while your fingers are inside her. It escalates fast. One moment you’re just groping her ass during a debate, the next she’s on her knees under the table, giving you a sloppy blowjob while the other warriors argue about politics. And yes, the creampie stuff hits hard too. There’s something deeply satisfying the first time you fuck her raw in the training grounds, pin her against the wall with your hands around her wrists, and watch her entire proud body shake when you cum deep inside. She tries to scold you about “honor of the Amazons” while your semen is literally dripping down her inner thighs. That’s the mood.

It’s not just one-on-one, either. Once you get some control, the harem aspect starts to bloom and the corruption gets way more spicy. You can pit amazons against each other, then reward the “winner” by making her lick your shaft clean after you’ve just blown a load in her rival’s pussy. Group scenes with Diana and other warriors are some of the best content: she starts off jealous, trying to act above it, but you can make her hold another girl’s hips open so you can slam into her, then order Diana to clean up the creampie with her tongue. There are lesbian bits sprinkled all over, too: training sessions where two warrior girls are forced to “practice close combat” until they end up grinding on each other, moaning, while you watch and decide who gets your cock that night. At one point I had Diana riding me while another amazon, totally broken in, was kissing her, sucking her nipples, and begging you to fuck them both harder. Batman even shows up in this weird crossover vibe, and instead of saving the day he ends up looking like background furniture while you’re balls-deep in the so-called symbol of justice. The whole game feels kind of wrong in a very good way: lots of BDSM flavor, rough grabbing, making a legendary female warrior beg for your cum, all wrapped in this corrupt-political-mythology porn soup that shouldn’t work, but yeah, it really fucking works.