It’s weird how this game feels like two different fever dreams stitched together with duct tape and a dirty laugh track. One minute you’re dealing with a spoiled princess who thinks she’s too good for your commands, next you’re in a dusty classroom trying to make a witch blush while pretending you’re not the worst kind of pervert. The whole thing runs like someone dumped Aladdin and Harry Potter fanfics into a blender, hit “liquify,” then forgot to clean the blades. I mean that as a compliment. Mostly. There’s something strangely addictive about watching these characters slide from pride to obedience, like watching a tower of cards collapse in slow motion while you whisper filth into the wind.

And yeah, the art - old-school 2D, a bit grainy at the edges - somehow makes it hotter. You notice every smirk, every drop of sweat, every time the princess rolls her eyes before giving in. The witch, though… she’s the real trip. The game makes her crack little by little, until she’s doing things she’d hex you for even thinking about. There’s this one scene with a mirror spell - don’t even ask, it’s messy, beautiful, wrong, and perfect all at once. I wish the sound effects weren’t so cheap, though. Like, if I wanted to hear the same “slap” noise on loop, I’d just open TikTok. But then again, maybe that janky sound is part of the charm. Makes it feel dirtier, less polished, more like something you shouldn’t be caught playing but can’t stop anyway.

Also, whoever added the management bits deserves both a medal and a slap. You’re juggling gold, obedience, lust - whatever - and it feels like running a brothel disguised as a school. Which… is exactly what it is, I guess? The tentacle stuff sneaks up on you too, not even kidding. One second you’re giving a lecture, next thing you know, it’s hentai biology class. Half the time I’m disgusted, half the time I’m grinning like an idiot. That’s the magic here: it’s trashy, shameless, and somehow still clever enough to make you question who’s really being trained. Spoiler - it’s probably you.

Warm sand, lazy waves and that sticky summer heat that makes clothes feel too tight, that is the mood here. On the surface it is just this couple trip, Satoshi and Mary doing the cute romance thing, like some basic visual novel dating stuff, but the whole resort smells like sex and trouble from the first scene. As an ASMR brain I got weirdly fixated on tiny things: the sound of the elevator doors closing while Mary is still breathing a bit fast from being teased, the faint splash from the pool while uncle Kendo’s hand stays just a little too long on her back, the soft clothing rustle from those uniforms she really should not be wearing around her boyfriend’s uncle. The game loves that slow teasing, the “oops I brushed against your cock” kind of groping in crowded places, or that nasty little thrill when you peek around a corner and see way more than you should. It is not screaming moans all the time, more like whispered gasps in his office, tongue sounds during a half-hidden blowjob behind some plants, the wet slide during a lazy titfuck while the fan hums in the background. Those small sound loops are not even high quality sometimes, they repeat a bit awkward, but somehow that makes it feel more pervy, like you are stuck rewatching the same dirty moment in your head.

Story keeps pretending it is about romance, vacation, cute couples selfies and all that, then casually throws NTR in your face like “oh by the way, your girl is sitting on someone else’s lap now”. Mary starts the game as this sweet college girlfriend, normal student clothes, clingy but pure, then Kendo slowly corrupts her with flirty jokes, accidental skinship, then actual handjob routines and hidden sex scenes that only unlock if you picked the more cowardly, negligent choices as Satoshi. Those hurt in a delicious way. Watching her big tits pressed up against that older guy while she still texts her husband-to-be like nothing is wrong, that gave me this nasty ear-tingle similar to when someone whispers right into your earphone on TikTok lives. Some scenes really go for it: lazy oral sex in the office chair while the door is unlocked, creamy vaginal creampies where you can almost hear the thick squelch when he pulls out, her uniform pushed up, panties hanging at one ankle. There is one bathroom scene where the only sound for a few seconds is water dripping and her shaky breathing while his fingers work between her thighs, and that silence before she lets out a tiny whine is so much hotter than the actual animated thrusting that comes after.

Sometimes the humor hits at weird times, like during a pretty brutal cheating-wife moment the game throws in a goofy Konosuba parody reference with Aqua-level stupidity and a Megumin joke that almost killed the mood for me. Then right after, Mary is getting pounded from behind on the balcony, tits bouncing, Kendo grabbing her big ass with both hands, and I forgot I was annoyed. The tone is messy like that. One route had me listening to a police siren in the distance while a stepmom-looking milf with huge breasts lets herself get groped in a hallway, and my brain was like, why is that siren loop so loud compared to her moans. It never gets fixed. The multiple-protagonist thing is sneaky too: you think you are just Satoshi, then you slip into Kendo’s head for a bit and suddenly the same scene feels nastier, more direct, his inner monologue about Mary’s soft thighs and how easy it is to corrupt a bored young wife on vacation. There is family tension, step fantasy vibes, straight-up netorare where your “good boy” choices just make you more pathetic while she learns to love big cock and risky public groping. It is not subtle, not polished, sometimes the animated loops look a little stiff, but that actually fits this dirty-resort energy. Like a summer fuck that got way out of control and left you sweaty, frustrated, and still replaying her breathy little “don’t tell him” in your head when you close the tab.

Satoshi thinks a spooky couples event will fix his boring love life. That alone already tells you this guy is in trouble. He drags Mary and a bunch of other young couples to this “Test of Courage” on some abandoned island, in this old Japanese mansion that feels like a love hotel got possessed by a ghost with a cheating fetish. At first it feels almost goofy: Halloween vibes, dumb costumes, everyone in sexy outfits that would get you banned from Instagram in 3 seconds. Mary’s tits are practically a plot point. Short skirt riding up every time she moves, big ass that camera keeps sticking to, those kind of angles where your phone browser bar just quietly disappears. The game pretends it is about courage and true love, but half the time the “ritual” looks more like a set up for a bukkake scene that forgot to start filming.

The fun of this thing is how it messes with your head while also just throwing raw porn in your face. It plays that classic NTR trick where Satoshi keeps catching glimpses of Mary and the other girls getting way too friendly with the staff. An attendant’s hand sliding over Mary’s thigh in a dark corridor, someone groping Natsuki’s huge boobs in the shadow of a paper wall, a door opening just enough so you see Mary on her knees between two guys, drool on her chin, then it slams shut and Satoshi acts like maybe it was just his imagination. The horror angle is not about ghosts. It is that slow, sticky feeling that your girlfriend is getting wet for other cocks right in front of you, and the island itself kind of pushes everyone to be filthier. There are scenes where Mary gets pinned against a pillar, panties torn aside, big tits bouncing while she takes a rough vaginal pounding and Satoshi just stands there, brain fogged, watching her moan “no” while her hips grind for a deeper creampie. The more the “ritual” progresses, the more she shifts from shy to addicted, going from accidental groping in the hallway, to getting passed around in group sex, riding some random guy with her tongue out, begging for cum inside like that is the only way to save their love. It is ugly, horny, ridiculous and kind of fascinating if you study how NTR keeps recycling the same pain fantasy and people still eat it up on their phones in Incognito mode.

Anon packing his crap after his crypto castle crashed is honestly the most relatable start I’ve seen in one of these sex games in a while. No magic academy, no world-saving hero stuff, just a guy who thought he’d ride tokens forever and now he’s broke and trying to pretend it’s all part of a “genius plan” while he drags his stacked, way-too-hot-for-him girl Suzie out to some quiet town by Moonripple Lake. She’s got that perfect fake-normal vibe: big tits stuffed into clothes that are one size too small, ass that looks like it’s trying to escape her shorts, and a smile that says “I’m supportive” and eyes that say “I miss good cocktails and actual internet.” The whole thing plays out through his point of view, so every scene is basically you watching him check out her body and acting like he’s not doing it, which is funny, because the camera angle always betrays him. The art is that AI-ish 2D style that sometimes hits way too real on skin texture, then suddenly the hair looks a bit cursed, but in a horny way. There are moments where Suzie’s nipples push under her top and you can tell the generator worked overtime, then another shot where a shadow goes weird and you just shrug and keep going because her thighs are doing everything they need to.

What I liked most is that the game treats sex like a side effect of bad life choices. One second Anon is worrying about paying rent, next second Suzie is bent over a half-unpacked box with her panties halfway down and he’s thinking with his dick again. There is teasing all over. She flashes a bit too much skin near open windows, stretches in ways that would get you banned on Twitch, “accidentally” lets neighbors catch a glimpse of her tits, and you start wondering if she enjoys getting watched a bit too much. At first it feels like cute couple stuff, oral under the blanket, her moaning with her mouth full while he looks around like someone might walk in. Except of course someone eventually does catch them, and that is when the tone shifts from “haha oops” to “oh shit, this is netorare bait.” It does not shove it in your face instantly, but there is this slow creep of danger around other guys, the friendly smiles that last too long, Suzie laughing a little too hard at someone else’s joke. You see a scene where she’s pressed up against another body, tits squished, and you can’t tell yet if it is harmless or the start of cheating, and that messes with your head more than some games with full-on gangbangs. The game never really explains what counts as crossing the line, it just keeps throwing situations where you, as Anon, have to watch her get more and more casual about putting her big ass on display. Sometimes you will love that, sometimes you will hate it, and the story does not care either way. Which is kinda perfect for Moonripple Lake, this fake peaceful place where everyone’s smiling and you just know sooner or later somebody is going to be balls deep in the wrong person.

You wake up in this weird elf city where everyone looks flawless but the whole place is basically sexually frustrated to hell and back. No kids, no pregnancies, just a bunch of long‑lived beauties with tight clothes and fake calm smiles. And then there is you. Dude with magic dick. Not metaphor. Actual plot. Meliara, the elf mage who drags you into this, has that cold, unreadable face and those “I’ve studied forbidden magic for 300 years, now take your pants off” eyes. She talks about destiny and research and rituals like it’s some academic project, while your cock is already the center of the meeting. That mix of serious fantasy vibe and totally shameless breeding talk is what hooked me. It feels like a slow burn, but horny. She’ll stand there with her staff, cloak half open, boobs pushed together just enough to distract, calmly explaining the curse and her plan, and then she asks you how many times you can cum in one night like she’s asking what your favorite color is.

What surprised me is how much time the game lets you just exist in Libon. You’re not just jumping from sex scene to sex scene. You wander this city full of tall, smug elves, monster girls with strange curves in all the right places, older women with that “I’ve seen shit, show me if you can still impress me” attitude. There’s a dating sim layer on top of all the filthy stuff. You talk, pick dialogue options, sometimes say something stupid and piss off an elf guard with huge tits. I liked one moment where I kept teasing this proud warrior elf about her “duty to the city” and she pretended she didn’t care, then one thing led to another and she had her legs wrapped around me, nails digging into my back, telling me to fill her up “for the future of our people.” Super cheesy. I grinned anyway. The game does that a lot, mixing serious lore with completely shameless breeding talk. Sometimes it works, sometimes it’s like watching a fantasy novel strip naked and forget the plot for a while.

The lewd scenes themselves go pretty hard. Big asses pressed against you, soft handjobs turning into desperate riding, elves making those over the top faces when they finally get that thick load inside. There’s this one scene where Meliara is trying to stay in control, doing this almost clinical handjob while asking you about your stamina, and you can either play along with her “experiment” or just grab her hips and ruin her whole plan. I picked the second, obviously. Watching her expression shatter, then her insisting she “needed to evaluate the internal effect” and forcing you to finish inside, that hit that perfect mix of nerdy and filthy for me. Not everything is perfect though. Sometimes conversations drag a bit and you just want to skip straight to the part where somebody gets filled. And the way the city map works annoyed me for no real reason, like I’d always misclick the wrong area and forget what I was trying to do. But when you land in the right place, like stumbling into a quiet bath where a lonely milf elf is soaking and clearly hasn’t been touched properly since the curse started, and she pretends she only wants to “confirm your potential for the ritual” while guiding your cock between her thighs and begging under her breath for you to cum deep inside, that’s when the game really shines. If you play it, take your time with the choices, push the conversations, tease the girls instead of rushing. The payoff hits way harder when that cold, untouchable elf you’ve been flirting with for ages finally spreads her legs and tells you to breed her until the curse means nothing.

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.

This one feels like someone took a classic “teacher crush” fantasy and just kept turning the dial until it snapped. You’re this grown guy, not some teenage anime student, and you end up tangled with Professor Aiko Hisato. On campus she is ice cold, all tight blouse and clipped voice, the kind of woman who can make a whole classroom shut up with one look. The fun part is that the game lets you poke at that mask until it cracks. First you see the strict side: she calls you into her office, shuts the door, fixes her glasses and starts talking about “professional standards” while your eyes are fighting not to stare at her tits straining under that white shirt. She leans over her desk, skirt hugging her ass, pretending she doesn’t notice how hard you are. She definitely notices. The tension in those first scenes feels like when you text the wrong person a horny meme and they reply with “come here, we need to talk” instead of blocking you.

The further you go, the more the game stops pretending she is just a teacher. You can push the relationship into this messy, dirty thing where you basically own her, or pretend you care about her feelings while you are still fucking around. There is a whole cheating angle going on that the game never shouts about, it just lets you slowly realize that all this is happening behind somebody’s back. Her husband, boyfriend, whatever, he exists more like a shadow you spit on. One moment you are “helping” her relax after a long day, hands on her shoulders, telling her she works too hard. Next moment you have her bent over her own desk, skirt up, red marks blooming on that round ass while she tries not to moan too loud because there are students outside. The spanking scenes are nice because they are not just punishment porn. Sometimes you use it to break her attitude, sometimes she basically begs for it, pressing that big ass back against your palm like she forgot she is supposed to be the respectable professor.

What I liked is how the choices creep up on you. At first it feels like you are just picking dialogue, the usual “be nice / be an asshole” stuff. Then five scenes later you realize she is talking to you in this low, obedient voice, or instead she is clinging to you, jealous and crazy, because of something you clicked earlier when you were half-distracted checking Discord or Telegram on your phone. One route turns her into this cheating milf who waits for your messages, always horny, spreading her legs in some hotel room while writing emails to her students on her laptop. Another route, you push harder, you grab her hair, make her kneel between your legs in that office chair, glasses fogging up while she chokes on your cock, and she starts to enjoy being controlled more than she ever enjoyed her boring “proper” life. She has these huge tits that bounce every time you slap them, and the game really leans into that, but at the same time sometimes I wished there was just one scene where she keeps her bra on the whole time, just teasing, and of course that never happens when I want it. That annoyed me for like two minutes, then I was back to watching her ride you, ass slamming down, panties hanging off one ankle, telling you in this broken voice that nobody has ever fucked her like this and you know she is lying, but you let her say it anyway. The whole thing feels like a horny visual diary of slowly breaking a proud woman until she starts texting you first, asking when you will use her again, while her “respectable” life falls apart in the background and you barely even care.

Mythos feels like somebody smashed together a late night crime podcast, a horny anime parody and that weird urban legend subreddit you scroll on your phone when you should be sleeping, then sprinkled way too many tits on top and said “yeah, this is fine”. You pick if you’re playing as a guy or a girl right at the start, and it actually matters, not just in “pronoun changed, congrats” way. Some scenes twist a bit depending on your body, who stares at you, who you can seduce, whose hand “accidentally” lands on your ass in the train when the lights flicker and the supernatural stuff leaks through. There is this first big moment where you’re at Lisa’s memorial, staring at a photo of your ex who got murdered in some fucked up way nobody wants to explain, and two completely different types of people hit on you almost at the same time: a smug cop with that “I’m totally abusing my badge” vibe, and this soft spoken girl with huge tits spilling out of a tight uniform that should absolutely not be legal in a public place. The game doesn’t stop to tell you “this is a choice”. It just lets you go horny detective or horny victim or both and quietly tracks who you want to bend you over later.

Sex is not just “reward unlocked, here’s generic bouncing”. You’re running around this fake-modern city where vampires are landlords, tentacle things hang out in dark alleys like drunk ninjas and one busty elf professor keeps “tutoring” you after class, squeezing your thigh while talking about mythology like she isn’t about to slide under the desk and wrap her lips around you. There is a scene at a cheap business hotel during a “vacation” that is not really a vacation. You’re supposed to investigate, but instead you spend half the night pinned against the balcony railing by a frustrated MILF who is technically someone’s wife and technically not human and technically doesn’t give a fuck. She rides you slow while the neon signs below blink and you can choose if you pull out or let her take every drop and feel that messy creampie drip down her inner thighs while she laughs and calls you a good little snack. Later the same day, basically in the same clothes, the story casually throws you into this awful netorare-ish angle where you watch through a half open door as a different woman you got close to is getting pounded by some supernatural asshole with a cock way bigger than yours. The game lets you peek, or walk away, or join and turn it into harem chaos. If you stay hidden, you see her begging for more, getting titfucked until her face is glazed and you can’t decide if you hate her, hate yourself, or just want in. And that mood, that messy mix of comedy, jealousy, horror and “fuck it, let’s suck his balls too”, that’s pretty much Mythos all the way through, jumping between murder clues, meme jokes, romance sweetness, corruption temptations and stupidly hot tentacle scenes in the dark where you swear you’re still solving a case while something slimy is filling your ass and your mouth at the same time.

Amnesia plus a house full of insanely hot women is always a mess, and here it goes straight into “you really should not fuck these people” territory in the best possible way. You wake up with no clue who you are, where you are, or why everybody around you has porn-tier curves and acts like walking temptation. Nobody is calling it what it is, but the way they look at you, the way they lean in too close, the way they “accidentally” brush their tits on your arm while pretending everything is normal, it’s obvious this place is broken in a very fun way. The game lets you be that guy who is a bit lost, a bit horny, and way too curious for his own good. You’re poking around the house, pretending to look for answers, but every answer is attached to a big ass or a soft mouth or a “don’t tell anyone about this” smile. You get these slow teasing scenes where she’s sitting on the couch, you see just a bit too much thigh, the top rides up, she pretends she doesn’t notice you staring. Then she notices. Then she keeps pretending. One click later your hand is on her leg and she’s breathing harder instead of pushing you away. That kind of vibe all over the place.

What I actually liked is that it’s not only “click the option to fuck, congratulations, fade to black.” You can go for the lazy perv route, just sneaking around, watching them change, catching them in the shower with the door not fully closed, staying silent while your dick does all the thinking. Or you risk a hand sliding under the towel, fingers tracing along her hip, waiting if the game slaps your hand away or lets you explore more. Sometimes they play shy, especially the older one with that whole “I shouldn’t, this is wrong” routine while her tongue is already on your shaft and she’s looking up at you, eyes wet, like that solves anything. The build up hits pretty hard: the way she strokes you slow at first, then faster, spits a little, you can almost hear that sloppy sound in your head. And it actually lets you push it, not just oral then cutscene. You can pull her onto your lap, feel her grind over you, panties soaked, until she finally gives in and you’re buried inside her. There is this one scene where you go from a careful touch on her ass to just full on pounding her from behind, watching those cheeks bounce, and when you finally unload, you stay in and she squeezes around you while you flood her. Zero “safe” choices there, it just focuses on that raw “I’m not pulling out” energy and lets you enjoy the mess you made while she’s panting, legs shaking, pretending she didn’t like it as much as you did.

Guy shows up at dad’s fancy house, expecting awkward family reunion, gets hit with “oh yeah, dad got deployed, it’s just you and his insanely hot girlfriend now, good luck.” That’s literally the whole vibe. No slow warm-up, no big drama, you just drag your suitcase in, she opens the door in this tight top that looks like it’s two sizes too small for her tits, smiling like she’s trying to be “responsible adult” while those things are practically their own characters. The game leans into that tension hard. She acts motherly, but it never feels like a real mom. More like that porn-logic mix of MILF, roommate, and boss all in one, and the camera knows exactly when to sit behind you so you’re just staring at her ass when she walks up the stairs. I kept thinking “ok, chill, she’s just helping you unpack” while the game is out here zooming in on her bending over, panties peeking, like it’s a live strip show that isn’t supposed to be one.

What really works is how much teasing they throw at you before actually giving anything. She walks around the house in these shorts that eat her ass, picks something from a high shelf, shirt rides up, underboob just there, and the scene just ends. No orgasm, no big payoff, just blue balls and a save screen. She “accidentally” walks into your room in a towel. She forgets the towel is barely tied and it slips a bit, nipple almost out, and she pretends to be embarrassed but never fully covers up. There’s this one moment where she sits close on the couch to “talk about your feelings” and your point of view is just her cleavage filling half the screen, her hand on your thigh, thumb moving just a little bit higher each line of dialogue. Nothing actually explicit happens right away, but you can feel the game pushing that line, like “you gonna look away or nah.” And of course you don’t.

Later on when it does go explicit, it doesn’t suddenly turn into soft romance. She takes control. She knows you’re staring, she knows you’ve been jerking off thinking about her, and she milks that. The first time she goes down on you, it’s not some sweet loving blowjob, it’s her pinning you with her eyes while your cock is in her mouth, hand gripping your shaft like she owns it. There’s one titfuck scene where she makes you hold her breasts together while she moves, talking absolute filth, calling you out on being a perv for watching her in the shower earlier, and it feels like she kept a mental list of every time you peeked. The game loves voyeur stuff too, little scenes where you see her stripping through a cracked door, or she’s “changing clothes” in front of the mirror knowing full well you’re behind her pretending to look at your phone. There’s groping, grinding, her sitting on your lap in those tight yoga pants while pretending to help with “home stuff,” and she always has that slightly smug look, like she’s letting you have access because she decided you earned it, not because you got lucky. It’s messy, horny, and very much that fantasy of being trapped in a house with a thick, bossy MILF who acts like your guide in life while making you hard every five minutes.