Your quiet little life with mom and your cute, clingy sister shatters in one night. Blood on the floor, broken door, mom dragged off by demons like she was nothing, and your sister… yeah. She doesn’t just turn into a demon. She turns into the kind of demon that makes your brain short circuit and your pants painfully tight at the same time. Her eyes glow, her body changes, she presses close and you’re supposed to think only about saving your family, but all you can think about is how wrong it feels that it actually turns you on. This game leans into that. It doesn’t pretend you’re a saint. It laughs in your face and pushes all those incest, corruption and demon fuck fantasies you keep pretending you don’t have.

From there it’s you, a wooden sword, and a pile of horny problems. You train, you flirt, you get beaten up by demons that either want to kill you or ride you or both. The story follows your climb from useless guy who can barely swing a blade to someone who can slice up monsters and still have enough stamina to pin a horny demon girl to the ground. Sometimes literally. You run into familiar faces, twisted in fun ways: the loud blond idiot who can’t stop shaking around girls yet still somehow steals scenes, the boar mask maniac who looks like he wants to fight you and fuck you at the same time, the insect-smiling beauty who talks soft while planning how to milk your body for “research.” And then there is the “doctor” type with that calm, mature vibe that makes you feel safe right before she asks you to undress for a “test.” The game likes to take every girl you know from the anime and nudge her into “what if she was horny and absolutely not safe for work” territory.

Sex here is not just a reward screen. It sneaks in during training, after fights, in weird dream sequences where your demon sister crawls over you whispering things she definitely shouldn’t know. You’ll get seduced as much as you do the seducing. One moment you’re practicing breathing techniques, next moment some busty demon pushes you against a tree and uses your “sword” as her own training tool. There are choices, but the game is pretty honest: no matter what you pick, you’re still stuck in this messy mix of lust, guilt and blood. Sometimes you try to be noble and help a girl, then end up with her moaning under you on a futon while you both pretend this is “just stress relief.” Other times you clearly aim for corruption and the game rewards you with scenes that feel like you shouldn’t be watching them in public, even on a phone. It’s not subtle, not classy, not pretending to be anything else. It throws demons, tits, knives, and moral decay into one pot and says “yeah, this is your life now.” And honestly, it kind of works too well.

This one feels like somebody took a regular isekai fantasy story, spilled porn all over it, then just went “yeah, that’s fine” and pushed it out the door. You start as this guy who somehow plays with both light and darkness, like he’s half holy hero and half horny demon, and everything around him is completely fucked. Worlds broken, reality torn, big cosmic mess that nobody is really fixing because everyone is too busy being hot and dramatic. Then, out of nowhere, his own sisters show up as his “unexpected allies” and it goes from epic adventure to “ok, should I actually be turned on by this or should I go confess something” in about two scenes. The game leans hard into this taboo vibe, like the universe is collapsing but you’re still stealing kisses and grabbing thighs in ruined temples while angels are screaming in the sky. It’s not subtle. One moment you’re arguing about destiny and fate, next moment you have someone pressed against a wall, panties around one ankle, while she whispers that she’s not supposed to want this. I was on Chrome on my laptop, had Telegram open on the side, and honestly kept forgetting to reply to people because the story kept throwing new crazy shit at me.

The thing that really stuck with me is how it jumps between romance and total depravity without warning. You’ll have this quiet scene with one sister sitting at a campfire, her hair all messy, talking about how she’s scared of being erased with the rest of the worlds. It’s sweet, kind of sad, you almost feel like you’re in some emotional anime. You choose the “nice” dialogue, she smiles, looks relieved, leans her head on your shoulder... and in the next click she’s on her knees, eyes glossy, calling you “big brother” with this broken little moan that hits you straight in the brain. I actually paused for a second and just stared at my screen like, the fuck did I just agree to. And then there is Lucifer, who should be this scary demon boss, but half of the time feels more like a smug dom roommate who shows up, beats your ass in a fight, pins your MC to the ground and basically goes “you’re not ready to save anything yet, but I might let you touch me if you beg nicer.” The Inquisition girls are no better. They act like they want to burn you for heresy and then end up half naked in some torture chamber asking you to “punish” them for betraying their faith. I wish the choices actually changed more stuff, but at the same time I don’t, because I kinda like getting dragged along this unhinged ride and just seeing how wrong it can get. The animations hit that messy hentai energy where sometimes a leg bends weird or the boobs move like they have their own gravity, but weirdly that makes it feel more raw, not less. I stopped noticing after the third corrupted nun begged me to fill her while the sky was literally cracking open above us and light and darkness were swirling around like some horny apocalypse. I honestly opened it just to kill a few minutes between YouTube and Twitter, and now I’m stuck thinking about a fake sister with tears in her eyes, saying she’d rather let the worlds die than give you up. I hate it. I want more.

Eddie and Rachel look like that boring happy couple you scroll past on Instagram, the ones with the polite smiles and the rented apartment that pretends to be “cozy”. The game starts right there, in that fake normal vibe, with him already quietly falling apart inside and her trying to keep the whole thing from collapsing. There’s debt hanging over them like a nasty pop-up ad you can’t close, his dick is not cooperating because stress killed his confidence, and the only thing that still feels solid between them is this shared idea that they’re “a team”. The fun part is watching how fast that word stops meaning anything once money, pride, and a hungry cocked-up world start to push on them from all sides. The dev doesn’t rush it. You just read their chats, watch how they text, look at tiny reactions that feel a bit too familiar if you’ve ever stalked someone on WhatsApp or Telegram when you already knew something was off but still pretended it was fine.

The whole thing plays like someone stole a phone, unlocked it, and gave it to you. You’re not clicking choices to be a hero, you’re more like a creepy ghost sitting behind Eddie’s eyes while he tries to be the “good husband” and the “good worker” at the same time, and fails at both. The erotic stuff builds slow, mostly through Rachel’s side of the screen. At first she’s just desperate for a job, doing those semi-innocent selfies that are “only for my résumé” or “just to look more friendly”. Then the teasing starts to slip in. A bit more leg. Tight clothes. That moment she spends just a little too long on a message from some guy. You can feel the line moving and nobody says it out loud. The game is ruthless about that part: it never treats her like a cartoon whore, but also doesn’t protect her image. She wants to help Eddie, yes, and yeah, she also wants to feel desired again. That mix of guilt and arousal on her face when she masturbates after a flirty chat with someone who is not her husband is way more fucked up than any usual porn scene, because the writing already made you hear her breathing in your head before she even spreads her legs.

What really hits is how the corruption is not just about her pussy, it’s about the way they both look at each other. Eddie keeps staring at his phone, refreshing work messages, hoping his boss’s approval will fix his broken pride, while the person he actually married slides further out of his reach in the same rectangle he’s holding. There are voyeur moments where you see Rachel through screenshots, photos, or sneaky angles, like you’re peeking in from the corner of a chat window. She starts out shy, then slowly poses better, arches her back a bit more for that “just one more pic”, and the guys on the other side know exactly what they’re doing. There’s teasing, humiliating contrast between Eddie’s limp stress dick and the hungry reactions she gets online, and the game does not let you stop it or fix it. That’s the nasty charm of it. It’s a kinetic ride straight into that specific nightmare where your wife is still saying “I love you” while her fingers are shaking a little after cumming to someone else’s messages. No big choices, no clean escape, just that awful, hot, sticky feeling in your chest and your pants at the same time as you watch everything slide out of control.

Nami getting lost on some random island feels exactly like something that would happen in One Piece, but this game takes that idea and just strips all the shounen “friendship and adventure” crap away and leaves you with one thing: horny, selfish survival. You’re not here to be a hero, you’re here to watch a cute redhead pirate slowly sell out every bit of her pride just to escape a place that basically wants to eat her alive, piece by piece, in the dirtiest way possible. It starts almost innocent, like a goofy little parody where she’s annoyed at being separated from the crew, muttering about Luffy being useless again, and then the island starts pushing back. Weird altars, shady “deals,” strange creatures that feel like someone mashed hentai tropes into a blender and forgot to put on the lid. Suddenly it’s not about map charts anymore, it’s about how far she’s willing to go, how much shame she can swallow, and how much you want to see her fail at resisting.

The visual novel style actually works way too well here. You just click through and think “ok, it’s just text, it’s harmless,” and next thing you know you’re carefully choosing dialogue that pressures her into just one more little compromise. Say something rude to a pervy spirit, lose some safety. Say something flirty to get what you want, lose some dignity. It’s not super complex but it doesn’t need to be, because the corruption is the main toy. There’s this moment early on where she has the chance to walk away from a suspicious shrine and every normal player brain screams “this is a trap” and somehow your finger still goes to the option that makes her kneel and check it more closely. Same energy as pretending you’re going to play “for the plot” and then the first CG hits and you’re quietly turning the screen brightness down and closing Discord like you’re hiding a crime. The art leans hard into that anime parody look, you can tell exactly what character this is based on, yet her expressions are way dirtier than anything Oda would ever draw. Sometimes her face looks a little off and proportion goes weird for one frame, but honestly, it kind of fits the whole cursed island mood, like the world itself is a bit warped and sleazy. The sex scenes escalate from “oops, this is embarrassing” to “okay this girl is ruined and pretending she’s fine” and by that time your choices already pushed her there, so congrats, captain, this is your fault.

Special Harem Class feels like someone mashed a horny dating sim with a lazy summer in a city you only visit in dreams, then sprinkled in a bunch of “yeah this is totally an educational program” lies on top. You’re the guy who didn’t get into any normal college and somehow lands in this weird pre-college thing where every girl looks like she escaped from an anime convention and a porn studio at the same time. The teacher, Claire, is supposed to help you “prepare for higher education”, but she’s way more invested in helping you get inside every girl in the class. And herself. A lot. She’s kind of your pervert handler and it’s hilarious. One moment she’s telling you to study, next moment she’s jerking you off in the office while explaining how to “evaluate interpersonal relationships”. It’s stupid and hot and you just roll with it.

The city map is where the roguelike part of my brain woke up a little. You just wander. Click around. Go to the café at the wrong time of day and suddenly you walk in on one of the girls doing lewd cosplay in the backroom for some extra cash. Go to the park “just to farm affection” and you end up getting a blowjob behind a tree after picking the dialogue option that sounded like a joke. The game loves those small chains. Like you talk to a side girl once at the bus stop, forget about her, then twenty in-game days later she shows up at the mall with a completely different outfit and drags you to the bathroom for a quick, sloppy fuck because “you looked lonely”. The scenes are not just copy-paste either. There are these moments where the camera stays way too long on a girl’s face while she’s moaning and drooling on your cock, and it feels uncomfortably intimate, in the good porn way. Animation loops are everywhere, so every thrust is shown, every little twitch, tits bouncing in this hypnotic, slightly janky rhythm.

What I really liked is how the affection grind tricks you. At first you’re just chasing numbers like a min-max goblin, then suddenly you hit a sex scene that feels way more personal than expected. One of the main girls starts as the “tsundere” cliché, you know, all attitude, but her later scenes are basically her losing control on top of you, begging for your cum and admitting she checks her phone every night waiting for your messages. And you’re sitting there pants around your ankles going “wow ok feelings now, cool”. Then five minutes later you’re raw-dogging a random side chick in a stairwell, zero romance, just sweat and spit and hurried thrusts because someone might come in. It swings between sweet and filthy without warning. There’s a ton of content already, and the dev clearly has a fetish for variety in positions. Titjobs with cum dripping down, anal scenes where the girl’s expression goes from “no way” to “harder” in one loop, public stuff in the city where she’s trying to keep quiet and absolutely failing. Also there’s that one Claire scene in the classroom with the desk, you’ll know when you get it, where she’s riding you slowly while still acting like a serious teacher, glasses and all, and then breaks character mid-sentence when you grab her ass and pull her down harder. I replayed that like, too many times. Only thing that annoyed me is sometimes I’d click through a day trying to trigger a new event and end up with nothing, just empty routine, but then the next week the game drops two new sex scenes on me back to back and I forget I was annoyed at all.

Nate is that type of guy you see behind the counter in a tiny comic shop and instantly forget five minutes later, and honestly that is kind of the charm here. The story starts really calm, almost too slow, like one of those cozy slice-of-life anime where nothing happens, except this time the nothing is a nerdy dude watching a streamer he jerks off to. PixelEllie looks like every gamer crush you ever had on Twitch and Instagram at the same time, all soft colors and fake “oops my shirt slipped” moments, and then you realize in this VN that she is way filthier than she pretends on stream. There is a weird tension between how cute everything looks and how raw the sex gets later. It feels like your Pinterest board of pastel gamer girls suddenly got corrupted by a Pornhub playlist, which for me is exactly the vibe.

What I liked is how the erotic scenes build up from really basic stuff. First you just watch Ellie online, like any simp with a phone. A bit of voyeurism, some teasing, the classic “I’m not touching myself, you’re touching yourself” thing. Then Nate finds her browser history and the game quietly turns up the heat. Suddenly she is into threesomes, sharing, hotwife stuff, and he is caught between “this is hot” and “am I actually okay with my girl getting fucked by someone else while I watch.” They do a lot of chatting, sexting, sending pictures, little masturbating scenes alone in bed that feel more honest than the big group sex moments. The first time Nate sees her with someone else feels kind of sick in the stomach and horny at the same time. You get that awful netorare taste, like your brain says no but your dick says absolutely yes, keep watching. There is anal, oral, regular vaginal fucking, sometimes pretty romantic, then suddenly she is moaning for another guy harder than for you and you realize this VN kind of hates you and loves you at the same time.

Lana, the roommate, is a mess in the best way. She is a cam girl with that “I know exactly how to break your brain” attitude, and the game does not pretend she is some secret angel. She is trouble. One scene she is helping Ellie pick outfits for stream and it is all giggles and shorts that barely cover her ass, next scene she is grinding on Nate like she owns him. The group sex and swinging parts feel dirty but not like a porn script, more like those real couples you accidentally find on Chaturbate at work and then pretend you never did. I wish we had more quiet romance moments in between all the sharing and corruption, like actual dates that are not just the setup for public teasing or another open-relationship experiment, but I also know I would skip half of them to reach the next scene where Nate is forced to watch while Ellie rides someone else with that fucked up smile. It is sweet and kind of heartbreaking and also makes you want to jerk off twice in a row. The whole thing feels like scrolling through TikTok thirst traps and then suddenly dropping into a hardcore swinger subreddit by accident, except you keep scrolling anyway.

You know that awful feeling when your phone buzzes, you open the chat, and you’re not sure if you even want to scroll up because you already feel something’s wrong? This game lives inside that feeling. You play as Eddie, normal guy, married, kind of worn out by life, stuck in this shitty loop of work, stress, debt, and a dick that just refuses to cooperate when you actually need it. The whole thing plays out mostly through chats and phone stuff, so you’re basically spying on your own life. Messages, pictures, little bits of “hey babe, miss you” turning into “hey, I’m working late” and then into things you really don’t want to see your wife sending to someone else. And still you keep tapping, because of course you do.

Rachel starts as that sweet, supportive wife who just wants to help, who wants her man back, wants sex that isn’t awkward and half-hearted. The game doesn’t jump straight into filth. It teases you. She takes small jobs, chats with new people, gets “friendly” with that one guy who compliments her more in two texts than Eddie managed in a whole week. You see her selfies get a bit bolder. At first it’s cute. She’s shy, a bit embarrassed, but she sends that “accidental” cleavage pic and you feel both proud and a bit sick. Then the pictures get dirtier. The emojis change. The typing pauses get longer. The game really likes to make you stare at the screen waiting for three dots, wondering if she’s going to send something soft or something that will make you want to punch the wall and jerk off at the same time.

Sex scenes here are mostly in your head and on the phone screen, twisted together. When she’s playing with herself, you don’t just see her; you see the messages that pushed her there. Some random guy hyping her up, telling her how wet she must be, asking for “proof”, and she actually sends it. You get AI-style images that look like those edited photos you see on Telegram porn channels, slightly too clean, but the situation around them is messy as fuck. There’s cheating, voyeurism, corruption, all that good painful stuff. You read how she describes your failures in bed while you’re the one stuck watching and masturbating like some pathetic cuck who can’t even look away. The worst part is how normal it all feels. No magic, no mind control. Just money problems, stress, one dude with a working dick and another with a nice salary and a smooth tongue, and a woman who gets tired of waiting. The story doesn’t need big twists. It just pokes at those ugly relationship fears until they get horny, then keeps going a bit too far. You know it’s going to hurt. You still open the next chat. And the next picture. And the next.

NSFW feels like someone took a trashy rich-kids anime, slammed it together with a horny management sim, forgot to polish half the menus, then said “yeah that’s good enough, now fuck your way out of debt.” You arrive in this ridiculous elite school where everyone has too much money, too little shame, and the uniform is basically “pick a skirt length and how much you want your panties to show.” The game throws you in as the new girl who owes a ton of money, and the school is like one big casino-brothel pretending to be an academy. One second you’re sitting in a classroom pretending to care about grades, the next you’re in some hidden lounge with glowing poker tables, a dealer who looks like he walked out of a gacha game, and a smug asshole promising to “erase half your debt” if you let him fuck you raw on the felt when you lose. The crazy part is, you can actually try to play it straight at first, only use your brains, hustle side jobs, flirt just a little… and then you watch the debt number barely move while guys are literally offering stacks of cash to cum inside you, and you start thinking “ok maybe just this once.”

The school itself is like a horny sandbox that keeps daring you to make worse choices. You walk down a corridor and it’s not just “go to class / go to dorm”, it’s “do you want to sneak into the VIP club, or follow the drugged-out upperclassman who says he’ll show you the ‘real graduation test’?” One of the first scenes that stayed with me was when I tried to be “responsible” and took a simple cleaning job for some clubroom. Then the club president catches you alone, locks the door, pushes you against the chalkboard and starts groping you like it’s a done deal because “that’s how we pay around here.” You can resist, but if you lean into it, the game goes hard: hands under your blouse, his fingers working between your thighs while he whispers how much extra he’ll give you if you let him finish inside. They actually show the internal view when he does, his cum filling you while the debt counter flickers with that pathetic little reduction. It’s kind of awful and kind of hot at the same time. Later I let two rich bastards use me at once in a locked classroom after school, with your character getting her mouth fucked and her pussy pounded at the same time, and the game really leans into the group angle: internal shots, cum mixing, you swallowing, them betting on who can knock you up first like you’re some fertility racehorse. I hated how much I liked that scene.

What I liked most is that it actually plays like an RPG instead of just a slideshow. You wander around campus, manage money, talk to different guys, take stupid risks in gambling dens, accidentally get high at a “study party” and wake up half-naked with your panties on the wrong desk. Some guys are straight-up controlling bastards, grabbing your hips in public, dragging you into storage rooms and using you without condoms because they know you need the money and “pregnancy is just another contract.” Others are more teasing, making you jerk them off in the back row or suck them off under a table during some boring speech while you’re trying not to choke. There are softer touches too, like masturbating alone in your dorm after a rough day, fingers still sticky from the last creampie while you think about which path you’re taking, or flirting with a quiet dude from another country and ending up in this messy, sweaty interracial scene where he’s way rougher than you expected. The AI-looking CGs are uneven as hell, some faces look a bit weird if you stare too long, but the bodies, the fluids, the internal shots when you get fucked raw, they do a damn good job of selling that “I know this is a bad decision but I’m so turned on” vibe. And everything keeps hinting that depending on what you accept, who you sleep with, how careless you are with creampies and pills, you’re going to end up in very different futures: rich and corrupted, owned by one dominant bastard, pregnant and stuck, or somehow climbing out of this mess on your own terms. Or maybe you’ll just keep letting random guys cum in you behind the gym because that debt number looks a little sexier every time it drops.

It starts with a weird kind of quiet, like you’re waiting for someone to say something they shouldn’t. The first scene pulls you in because it doesn’t even try to be shocking - it just *is*. Anna’s voice has this tone that sits between teasing and sincere, like she’s half‑ashamed of wanting to talk about what she wants. And then you realize, the game isn’t really about her leaving for Italy; it’s about how much you can stand watching her become someone else. There’s a moment where she sends you a photo - nothing too wild - and yet it feels heavier than the later scenes where everyone’s naked. I think that’s the trick: it makes you feel complicit before you even click the next line.

The humor sneaks in when you least expect it. There’s a bit where one of the side characters, can’t even remember his name now, tries to give “advice” about open relationships using a sandwich metaphor that’s absolutely terrible but somehow right. The writing jumps from filthy to tender so fast you almost get whiplash. Sometimes it feels mean on purpose, especially when Shego shows up - yeah, they went full parody there - and suddenly the tone flips again, all green eyes and cruel smirks, leather snapping against skin like punctuation. The game keeps forgetting it’s supposed to be sexy and then accidentally becomes it. One minute you’re laughing, next minute someone’s wrists are tied and you’ve forgotten why you were amused.

I’ll admit, I got weirdly obsessed with the sound design. The moans don’t loop cleanly; they stutter, slightly off‑tempo, and that imperfection makes it more real. There’s a scene with a mirror - voyeur stuff, sure - but what caught me is how the reflection lags a frame behind. Maybe intentional, maybe not. Doesn’t matter. It messes with your head. The pacing’s uneven, some transitions abrupt, but that chaos fits the story. If I could change one thing, I wouldn’t. Or maybe I would, but only to make it worse. Hard to tell anymore.