Jimmy Awkward Adventures is exactly what it sounds like if your brain is a little broken from too much Reddit and too many horny “choose your own” stories. You’re stuck in a house with your landlady and a bunch of curvy roommates during lockdown, no job, no clue, and a dick that makes all the worst decisions for you. The whole vibe is this mix of “I’m such a loser” and “I accidentally saw her tits again, oops” that somehow becomes hot instead of just sad. You play as Jimmy, this gamer who kind of sucks at life, but then he gets access to this weird inner world, like his own limbo, where he can poke around in his desires and screw with how he reacts to the women around him. It feels like the dev took a horny CYOA thread and asked, “What if this guy actually had to live with the consequences of his bullshit?”

What I liked most is how the game treats awkwardness as foreplay. You’re peeking through doors, “accidentally” walking in while someone is changing, watching that thick milf landlady bend over the couch while pretending you’re focused on your phone. There’s this one scene where you’re in the hallway, and your landlady is arguing with somebody on speakerphone, pacing back and forth in a tight top that absolutely cannot be legal. Jimmy is half listening, half staring at her ass, and inside his head the limbo thing kicks in and gives you this tiny corrupt choice like: do you feel guilty, or do you lean into it and imagine what she looks like with nothing on. And if you push him toward the pervy side, he starts noticing details later, like the way her nipples press against the fabric when she leans close to scold him for being lazy. It’s subtle in a stupid, horny way, but you feel it building.

Roommates are their own chaos. You get that “almost family, but not really, but kind of, but also way too hot” energy. Sometimes the game flirts with that taboo in a way that feels like those sketchy stories people post, where everyone pretends nothing is weird. There’s this scene in the living room, late, where one of the girls is watching some trash reality show on Netflix, legs spread on the couch, big tits squeezed into this tight tank top, and you sit too close. Not on her lap, but like… one more inch and it would be. The dialog is stupid and funny, like she teases you for never getting laid, and if you push the right options, the teasing slowly becomes more personal, more “what type of body do you like, Jimmy” while she casually adjusts her bra so you can see basically everything. It’s not classy. It doesn’t even try. And that’s kind of the charm.

The humor is all over the place. Sometimes it hits like those memes where the dude is sitting with a massive hard-on under a blanket and pretending he’s “just resting,” and sometimes it feels like your uncle trying to make a sex joke during Christmas dinner, very cringe. There was a mini scene with a lotion bottle that made me laugh and roll my eyes at the same time, because the game goes all in on the obvious gag and then doubles down by letting you be a total creep about it later. The voyeur parts are where it gets the most fucked up in a good way: sneaking, peeking into rooms, watching your landlady in the shower, or one of the girls bending over while you hold your breath behind a door. The corruption angle slowly grows from small naughty thoughts into openly trying to get them to bend to your will, using their trust, the fake “roommate” family vibe, the fact that they think you’re harmless. Sometimes it feels too easy, like they jump from annoyed to horny a bit fast, but then again, this is porn, not therapy. And the bodies here are big, soft, heavy, meant to bounce, with big asses and big tits that look like they were built just to ruin Jimmy’s already fragile self-control. It’s stupid, horny, uncomfortable, and kind of perfect in the way a dirty fantasy you don’t tell anyone about is perfect.

There’s this thing that happens sometimes when a porn game forgets it’s “just porn” and suddenly you’re emotionally invested, right? This is one of those. It pretends to be a simple girls-only academy fantasy, then quietly punches you in the chest with feelings while you’re half hard, scrolling with one hand and pretending you’re just here for some quick futa action. You play as Diana, this stubborn, confident girl who goes to an all-girls school because she’s done with guys and drama, and of course the first person who really gets under her skin is Jeanne, tall, beautiful, way too gentle for someone packing that kind of secret. The whole story is like: slow flirting, awkward tension, then that moment where you realize “oh shit, this is not just about getting laid, I actually care if these two idiots are happy.” The game isn’t trying to be cool or edgy, it just lets you sit in the weird space where romance feels soft and horny at the same time. You just click, read, watch. No choices. No “good endings” or “bad endings” to min-max. It’s a straight kinetic ride, which honestly fits, because this thing would totally fall apart if it had branching nonsense everywhere.

The sex builds up so slowly that you almost get annoyed, then when it finally hits, it’s like everything clicks. Jeanne’s first blowjob scene, with Diana going from “I can handle this, I’m not a shy girl” to visibly overwhelmed, swallowing, eyes watery, fingers digging into Jeanne’s thighs, that whole thing felt way more intimate than half the stuff tagged as hardcore these days. And yeah, the animation is simple, you can see that AI touch on the CG sometimes, hands a bit weird, toes not always perfect, but then you get that footjob scene where Diana is clearly embarrassed, using her feet on Jeanne’s cock while pretending she’s just “trying something out”, and it just works. The way Jeanne is half apologizing for enjoying it too much, while Diana is blushing and still pushing on, watching Jeanne’s expression like she’s reading a test result, that’s the sort of moment that sticks. The creampie payoff later, when Diana finally lets go and trusts her, is not subtle at all. It’s messy, it’s tender, it’s a little pathetic in the best way. She’s riding Jeanne, nails scratching, mumbling that she doesn’t want to feel empty again, then the game just holds on that last thrust and the cum spilling inside, and you suddenly realize this is literally the climax of their emotional arc, not just a “money shot”. Then the next scene they’re cuddling and talking about stupid normal stuff, like where to walk on campus to avoid annoying classmates, and you’re there thinking “how did I get this invested in two horny schoolgirls in a porn VN I opened in incognito after closing Twitter.”

The lesbian angle also isn’t fake. There are pure girl-on-girl scenes that don’t rely on futa at all, like Diana going down on Jeanne before she even knows about the extra equipment, completely focused on making her melt, using hands and tongue like she actually likes doing it, not like it’s some checklist. When the truth drops and Diana has that tiny freakout, it’s not some dramatic hentai meltdown. She’s confused, horny, pissed at herself, still stealing glances at Jeanne’s bulge in those tight school clothes. The story doesn’t try to explain or label everything, it just lets two women figure out what they want from each other. Sometimes they’re romantic and soft, sometimes it’s just handjobs under blankets while whispering so roommates won’t hear, sometimes Jeanne is the one giving and Diana ends up shaking, clinging to her arm like a lifeline. It’s messy, emotional, a bit cheesy, very horny, and if you’re the kind of person who pauses porn because a character says one line that hits too close to home, this will absolutely get you. You’ll come for futa and orgasms, and somehow stay just to see if Diana finally stops being scared of being loved by the one person she swore she wouldn’t fall for.

High School Days throws you straight into that horny teen chaos where everything feels like a bad decision and the right one at the same time. You’re this transfer student stuck at grandma’s place while your parents try to not kill each other, and instead of acting like a responsible kid, you basically start a city-wide harem project by accident. The tone is funny and kinda stupid in a good way, like those old Newgrounds games you played hiding the browser tab at school, except here every girl has an actual mini story and not just “click here for boobs”. One moment you’re helping some shy quiet girl with her homework, next moment she’s under the table giving you a sloppy blowjob while the teacher is two meters away. The cousin thing is wild too: she starts off acting like she barely remembers you, then she shows up in this tight top with insane tits and you’re like “ah yeah we’re definitely not doing family-friendly here”. There’s a scene where she teases you on the couch, her bare feet sliding up your leg, and by the time she has her toes around your dick, the game makes you click through every little movement, which sounds annoying but somehow it made me way more into the scene than I expected.

Stuff escalates fast once you figure out how the date sim loops work. You move around town, bump into girls, grind affection, grind stats, grind… everything. Some of the routes lean more sweet romance, losing virginity with candles and soft moans and all that, but others are straight-up degenerate and the game doesn’t pretend otherwise. There’s a “good girl” who looks like the perfect waifu and then her route flips into full-on femdom where she has you naked, kneeling, licking her asshole while she calls you her “study pet”. And because of the animated scenes, you actually see her sit on your face, her hips rolling, your tongue getting used like a toy. The rimjob, footjob, blowjob, vaginal, anal, squirt, all that is not just “text says it happens”. You watch the hips bounce, the cock twitch, the cum spray, in a simple comic style that somehow hits harder than more realistic stuff. I swear there’s this one threesome in the locker room, where you’re banging one girl from behind while the other sits on your face, and the loop of her tits jiggling is like, accidentally hypnotic. I stayed on that scene way longer than any normal human should. The funny thing is, the game tries to act like there’s some deep emotional drama, family crisis, “coming of age” stuff, but five minutes later you’re peeking through a window watching a milf ride a tied-up slave boy and you’re mostly thinking about how to trigger that route for yourself. It’s messy, horny, kind of trashy, and yeah, the pacing jumps around like a broken Spotify shuffle, but when a blackmail scene hits and the girl is forced to jerk you off while glaring and calling you a bastard, you completely forget you were supposed to care about exams or feelings or whatever.

This one feels like some horny mage wrote his mid‑life crisis on a napkin, spilled beer on it, then actually cast a spell and turned it into a game. You play as Sam, or whatever name you type in when you’re already half hard, a guy who’s supposed to be powerful and wise but spends most of the story thinking with his dick around monster girls and old mistakes. It’s connected to that main List Saga thing, but this side story is more like sneaking out of a serious fantasy novel to go fuck in the alley behind the magic academy. You keep bumping into this whole mess from your past that refuses to stay buried: the wife you literally tied to a book, the kid you may or may not have screwed over, and these non‑human girls who want to either eat your soul or sit on your face. Sometimes both, honestly.

What makes it weirdly hot is how the game doesn’t rush. It’s not “click button, instant tits.” First you get that slow magical mind control stuff, where you’re not sure if you’re the one in charge or if the monster girl is just letting you think you are. There’s a scene early on where you’re arguing with this horned librarian chick about forbidden grimoires, and the dialogue suddenly slides into her pushing into your mind like warm fingers, asking why you’re still obsessed with that old book that has your wife’s soul. Next click and she’s on her knees, drool on her lips, eyes glowing, taking your cock in her mouth while you feel her in your head, whispering that your son will hate you forever. It’s filthy and kind of fucked up, and yeah, it works. The animated stuff sells it, you actually see the hips move when you’re pounding into her, the little shiver when you pull out and then change your mind and slam right back in. Creampie shots are not shy at all, cum pooling inside, dripping out, especially when it’s some monster girl pussy with weird details that’d get you banned on Instagram in half a second. Sometimes the pacing is like a party that forgot there was supposed to be music: long quiet scene, heavy lore talk about the old spell and your missing kid, then suddenly you’re balls deep in a slime girl who learns your memories by swallowing your load. Then nothing for a bit, just walking around, using spells, checking the same room twice because you swear the book on the table moved, but it didn’t. Or maybe it did, I still don’t know, the thing annoyed me the whole time. The good part is when Sam is supposed to stay focused, talk about “responsibility” and “consequences”, and instead you steer him straight into another mind‑controlled blowjob, or a rough vaginal scene where the monster girl begs you to finish inside so she can “keep a piece of your magic.” It’s filthy, a little pathetic, and somehow romantic in the wrong way, like arguing over who is the best waifu while you’re literally rewriting her brain with your cock. Honestly, I came, then felt bad for like twenty seconds, then wanted to test a different choice to see if I could still break her mind and leave her smiling with your seed leaking down her thighs.

Hormones fried, brain confused, dick not really listening to the usual rules. That is basically the mood of this game. You’re this guy whose body decided to become a walking sex bomb and at the same time forget how arousal is supposed to work. Not in a sad, medical-drama way, more like “I’m cursed with endless cum and zero common sense” kind of way. The doctor takes one look at you, gives that professional smile that is absolutely not professional, and suddenly her “treatment” is a lot more tongue, hand, and thigh than actual medicine. The nurse is even worse. She pretends she cares about your health, but she’s leaning over you with her tits halfway out, scribbling notes while your dick is right there, aching under the sheet, and she just “accidentally” brushes it with her glove. Animated scenes make it very clear she knows what she’s doing. There is one exam where she’s supposed to check your reflexes, but the only thing jumping is your cock in her fist while she talks like nothing is happening.

Back home, you have the housemate situation. She calls herself the most important person in your life and then gives you this whole speech about never crossing the forbidden line. Two minutes later she walks through the living room in high heels and a tiny shirt with no bra, stretches right in front of the couch, and asks you if your “condition” hurts right now. You can go soft and respectful, or you can start using that condition as a tool. Male domination, sleep stuff, straight up groping while she naps on your lap, all of that is there. One scene that stuck with me: she crashes in your bed, totally exhausted, hugging your pillow. The guide in your phone starts buzzing with “steps” you can follow, and suddenly you’re sliding your hand under her shorts, testing the water, listening to her little sleepy moans while you decide if you stop or keep going. The voyeur side comes in hard too. Bathroom doors not fully closed, a “mommy” figure in tight dress and heels bending over the sink, you peeking from the hallway, phone in hand, your other hand busy. Later, you’re not just watching, you’re fucking her from behind in the same spot, her ass bouncing, big tits pressed to the cold ceramic while she whispers that this is wrong and still pushes back on you.

The fun thing is that it’s not just random scenes thrown together. There is this “guide” that feels half evil mentor, half porn coach. It messages you, teases you, tells you exactly what to try next to push every relationship just a little further past normal. One day it’s “try a simple handjob, keep her awake, let her pretend she’s only helping your illness”. Another day it literally encourages you to test how deep you can go while she’s pretending to sleep, your cock sliding inside a warm, wet pussy that keeps clenching even though she “doesn’t know”. Creampies become this reward system, like you’re marking your territory on your growing harem: doctor with cum on her tongue after forced “oral examination”, the strict older woman with semen dripping down her thighs as she glares at you, your “little angel” hiding your load inside her after she swore she would never let it happen. It’s all 3D-style visuals, with good focus on curves, soft skin, big tits that actually move when you grip them, and enough detail in the eyes that when they look up at you during a blowjob, it feels more intense than it probably should for a browser game. Best way to enjoy it? Don’t rush. Let the slow teasing do its thing, check your phone scenes, push just a bit more every time, and when the game offers you a choice between being gentle and being a total bastard, try the bad options at least once. You’ll see why.

Mrs. Moore looks like that neighbor you wave at when you take out trash, then forget right away. Boring cardigan, safe haircut, dead bedroom vibes. Game starts there and just keeps asking "ok, but what if she didn't stay boring?" She gets this secret offer to break her routine and from the first choice you already feel like you’re cheating on your own idea of what a housewife is supposed to be. I liked how the first scenes are slow and awkward, not instantly porn logic. There is this bit where she’s in the kitchen, washing dishes, husband mumbling about his day, and you can already push her into these tiny dirty thoughts. Not full-on horny yet, more like "what if someone touched me here, just a little." That early teasing made the later corruption feel way hotter for me than just "here is sex scene number 1."

What hit me harder than I expected is how much the game leans into watching and being watched. A lot of early heat is just her being looked at. Shorter skirt, bending a bit too far, a hand "accidentally" brushing her ass in a crowd, stuff like that. That first groping scene on public transport, where you can decide if she freezes, enjoys, or pushes back, is kind of the real start of her double life. I picked the more curious option, of course, and the way her face changes in the next animated loop made me go "oh ok, this dev actually gets it." Then they throw in some kinky cosplay later, with her trying on outfits she clearly thinks are too much for a married woman, while you, absolute degenerate, make her keep going. One second she is dressed like a shy librarian, two clicks later she’s kneeling, skirt up, some monster-looking dude behind her going raw and she is moaning through a gag. I’m exaggerating, but not by a lot. The group scenes hit hard too, mostly because by the time you get there she is already used to being touched by more than one person, like it's no big deal her mouth is busy while someone else is spreading her ass. The oral scenes with the futa characters surprised me. She starts with this "I’m just curious" vibe and ends with her throat completely claimed, mascara running, and then you still get her craving a creampie after.

Funny thing, the game is kind of a sandbox but also not really free. You get some lewd minigames thrown in, like timing a stroke or picking the right angle in a voyeur scene, and half the time I messed up on purpose just to see her fail and blush. There is a scene where she sneaks into a room to peek at two girls going at it, and you can either just watch like a proper creep or join and turn it into this messy lesbian threesome where everyone ends up naked on the floor. The female protagonist angle is nice because the camera is almost always on her body and her reactions. You can go heavy into anal stuff with her too, there is one moment where she is pretending to be this classy milf in some office cosplay, but two seconds later she is bent over the desk, big tits pressed on the papers, some guy stretching her ass while another one is filming. Animations are honestly better than they need to be for porn game, which is annoying, because now I expect this level everywhere. Voice acting surprised me. Her little gasps when she gets stripped or when a tongue first touches her pussy during oral made me pause Spotify and just listen. What I hated, very specific, is one outfit that looks like someone let Instagram reel stylist design a "sexy wife" set. It broke the fantasy for me, but I kept clicking anyway because I am weak and the next scene had her getting filled from both ends then dripping cum on the hotel carpet. Also, I still think the husband is too forgettable, but maybe that is the point: he exists so she can fuck everything else.

Sam walks into this summer thinking he’s just crashing at some random house, and then realizes it’s Michael’s place, the guy who used to fuck his mom and kind of fucked up his childhood a bit too. That alone already feels messy in a good way, because the game doesn’t treat him like a cardboard porn hero. He’s awkward, petty, horny, confused, all in the same scene. One moment he’s remembering how much he hated this man, the next he’s catching himself staring at Michael’s back when he bends over in the kitchen, noticing how broad it got, how tight that shirt sits, and pretending it’s not happening. The writing leans heavily into that “I shouldn’t want this, but my cock disagrees” mood. There’s a shot where Michael walks past him with just a towel and you can practically feel the air choke in Sam’s throat. No cheesy fanfare, just that slow eye-line drifting down, catching the bulge, then snapping back up like nothing happened. It’s horny, but it’s also painfully human in that stupid, familiar way: wanting the one person you’re absolutely not supposed to touch.

What surprised me is how the game uses its pretty slick 3D-style CG not to show everything at once, but to make every little contact feel heavier than it is. A hand on the shoulder lingers too long. Knees brushing on the couch. A hug that’s a bit too tight for “ex-stepdad and kid he barely knows.” And then the other guys show up. There’s this furry dude with a huge ass that looks ridiculous and perfect at the same time, and the camera knows it. The game is not shy at all about Sam’s gaze; you’re constantly pushed into his POV, tracking body parts, tongues, fingers, cocks, like an academic study that got lost and became porn. Oral scenes in particular have this lingering focus on lips and spit, like the dev actually likes mouths and not just penetration. When things finally escalate and you get anal on screen, it’s not some instant porn logic. They build the tension with small touches and loaded dialogue, so when Sam finally ends up spread and filled, or doing the filling, it feels like a line being crossed, not just a checkbox. Animated loops kick in during the hotter moments, and while they’re not ultra-polished, the slightly stiff motion almost fits the tone: imperfect, a bit clumsy, like people actually fucking instead of posing for a catalog. The optional choices around who Sam flirts back with, which guy he lets get closer, let you nudge him toward your favorite flavor of disaster, whether that’s the older guy he’s supposed to resent, the sexy anthropomorphic hunk with that absurd bubble butt, or some mix that turns his “summer before uni” into a quietly filthy coming-out spiral he never planned for.

You start as this young sultan who basically inherited a messy empire, a half-empty harem and a bunch of advisors who care more about their own pockets than your crown. The game doesn’t treat you like some all-powerful god from the first minute, more like a horny newbie with a very big title and not enough experience. You’re juggling money, politics, and a growing collection of very different girls and boys, all with their own hang-ups and kinks. One moment you’re trying to keep the janissaries from revolting, the next you’re deciding if the new redhead slave gets trained as a personal toy or sent to charm some foreign ambassador. That kind of “ok I just wanted to see titties, why am I making trade deals now” feeling is pretty much the core vibe here. The management part sneaks up on you: taxes, buildings, intrigue, and then suddenly you’re halfway through min-maxing your silk routes just to afford another exotic dancer with a ridiculous ass.

The harem stuff isn’t just “collect girl, fuck girl, forget girl”. Some of them fall in love, some just want to serve, some definitely want to own you back. You can be very soft, boyfriend-style romantic with one wife, giving her slow oral in a candlelit bath while she moans and tells you about her fears, and five minutes later you’re in the training room with the leather toys on the wall, collaring a mouthy slave and using her throat like it’s your property. There’s a nice contrast between those quiet bedroom scenes and the louder group events, like that first time you organize a private orgy to celebrate winning a war: half the harem piled on silk cushions, girls sharing your cock, a nobleman watching while his “gift” gets taken from behind right in front of him. Some scenes go into gay content too, which actually fits the court vibe: a loyal guard kneeling, kissing your ring, then your shaft, clearly torn between worship and lust while you decide if he gets promoted or just fucked. There’s cheating drama baked in as well; you can promise one beloved concubine to be “only hers”, then sneak off to have anal fun with the new dancer in the baths, hoping the little spying eunuch doesn’t talk. And of course he talks.

Sex isn’t just a menu choice here; your political choices change who you can touch and how. You want that proud noblewoman with the big tits who keeps insulting you in council? Maybe you crush her family in a tax scandal and she ends up in chains in your private chambers, glaring at you while you finger her wet pussy and tell her exactly what her new job is. Or you go the other way and actually woo her, give her power, and she climbs into your lap by her own will, riding you slow while whispering court secrets. The sandbox structure means you keep stumbling into weird stuff: a lesbian scene where two of your favorites start “training” each other without your order, one licking the other’s ass while they talk shit about your fashion sense; a sudden option to lend a slave to a visiting prince for a night and later decide if you punish her for “enjoying it too much”. A lot of the fun is in those small moments: trying to keep track of who you promised anal to, or realizing that the quiet bookish girl you kept ignoring now runs half your palace because you focused too much on the big tits. It’s messy, horny, and kind of mean sometimes, like real court gossip mixed with porn, and the game doesn’t really care if you try to be a good guy or the kind of sultan who uses every mouth and hole in the building just because he can.

Monet feels like somebody took a regular city, squeezed out all the warmth, and replaced it with glass, chrome and secrets. IRYS throws you in there like you just woke up from a dream you half remember, wearing a cheap suit and an ID badge that says you belong to Deimos. You start as this regular office guy, doing spreadsheets, watching useless meetings on Zoom while pretending to listen, getting coffee that tastes like it was filtered through somebody’s sadness. On the surface it’s that boring corporate life. Then you start noticing small weird things. People know things about you that you never told them. A coworker remembers a night you “spent together” that you’re pretty damn sure never happened. Your boss praises you for a project you have no memory of, and in the same breath hints that you owe him more than just good performance. That’s when the game starts to crawl under your skin a little.

The horny part doesn’t show up like a hentai pop-up. It slips into the routine. You’re in a late-night office review, just you and this colleague with big soft tits almost falling out of her blouse, blue light from the monitor on her skin, both of you talking about quarterly targets like robots. Then there’s a line of dialogue that feels too intimate. She leans in too close. Her hand stays too long on your shoulder. One click and you push her away and keep pretending to be a good boy. Another click and you grab her wrist, pull her into your lap, and suddenly your boring Excel sheet is sharing space with her moans and the sound of your cock sliding into her on the boss’s fancy ergonomic chair. IRYS is like that a lot. It gives you these “professional” masks and waits for you to peel them off. Sex scenes are very physical, animated just enough that when you’re fucking her against the office window or bending her over a lab table, you feel every thrust. Sometimes you are gentle, slow, like she is something you want to protect from this fucked up city. Other times the corruption hits and you use her, hand on her throat, filling her raw and hard while she begs you not to stop, even when the guilt dialogue kicks in afterward and makes you question if those feelings are yours or some Deimos script injected into your brain.

What really got me was how the romance and the sci-fi mess bleed into each other. There is this one scene where you wake up in your small apartment, naked, next to a coworker you definitely did not take home. Her hair is messy, thighs still glistening, your cum leaking out of her, and she looks at you like you have been lovers for months. You check your phone and there are whole chat logs, selfies, dirty pics, little heart emojis, like a full relationship that someone speedran while you were asleep. It feels like the universe glitched and rewrote your fate. As somebody who actually believes in destiny, that hit weird. You start asking: did I really fall for her before and just forgot, or was this romance manufactured in some secret Deimos experiment so they can pull my strings better? Later, when you take her in the back of the office, pressed against a server rack humming with data, her legs wrapped around your waist while you fuck her deep and she whispers that you were “always meant for each other”, you can’t even tell if that’s sweet or just another line of code. The game loves putting you in those moments. You climax inside her during some illegal lab test, alarms faint in the background, and instead of simple post-nut clarity you get this strange dream flash of another timeline where you never joined Deimos and she never existed. IRYS keeps poking: is your dick leading you, or is the company guiding your dick so it can own your heart and your guilt at the same time. I kinda hate that it works so well. I also kinda love it. I’m confused. It fits the city.