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SEX IS AN ART, SO YOU NEED TO BE AN ARTIST
You are a student at a prestigious academy of arts. One year. Dozens of opportunities.
Hundreds of choices that will shape your future. Dive into a world of passion, creativity, and temptation.
Discover who you truly are — and who you want to become in love and in art.​

The quiet household trembles under the weight of a grandfather’s illicit craving for his grandson’s new wife. What unfolds is a daring narrative of betrayal and seduction that tests loyalty and ignites dark passions.

Behind closed doors, the grandfather’s hands roam boldly, exploring curves that were never meant for him. Each daring advance teases the limits of consent, dragging the young woman deeper into a web of temptation.

Experience breathtaking scenes rendered with vivid detail, capturing every gasp, shiver, and sultry glance. Witness the interplay of dominance and vulnerability, illustrated through artful and explicit imagery.

Embrace the taboo and explore a world where forbidden cravings rewrite the rules of family and fidelity. Dive into a scandalous saga that will leave you breathless and craving more.

Forbidden Thoughts starts in that boring slice of life zone where nothing really happens, which is exactly why it hits so hard when things start to slip. You’re just this regular guy, bit awkward, still a virgin, walking around the house and the neighborhood, pretending everything is normal while your brain is quietly getting filthier every day. It begins with these small scenes: brushing past her in the hallway and feeling the weight of her tits against your arm for half a second, or trying not to stare when she bends over the couch and that huge ass fills the whole screen. She talks about groceries or work or something totally harmless, and you’re there, only catching half the words because your eyes are stuck on how her top is just a little too tight. The game really likes those slow burns, the groping that isn’t fully “on purpose” yet clearly not an accident, the way your hand lingers when you pass her the remote, the tension when your fingers touch and nobody pulls away fast enough. It’s horny, but it tries to pretend it isn’t, and that part is honestly hotter than most “let’s fuck now” games.

What I enjoyed the most is how much it trusts you to read the looks and the pauses instead of shouting everything in your face. There’s this scene on the balcony at night, she’s in this simple top with no bra, nipples showing through in the cold air, talking about how “people misjudge her” and all you can think is how badly you want to put your hands on those big tits and see just how soft they are. The dialogue keeps circling around safe topics, but the camera and the choices are anything but safe. You can stare at her chest, or pretend to be respectful, or go for a “casual” touch on her lower back that obviously dips too low. Sometimes she catches you looking and you get that tiny smirk, like she knows exactly what you’re doing and lets you drown in your own dirty thoughts. Sometimes she reacts colder and you feel like a creep, which I kind of liked because it makes the later teasing and exhibitionism feel earned, not automatic. The 3dcg models help here: her curves look heavy, like if you grab her ass it will actually fill your whole hand, not just look big from one angle. One thing that annoyed me though, her phone notification sound is weirdly loud in one early scene and now my brain associates that exact “ping” with having to hide my own hard-on. They never fix that.

The escalation is where the game really starts to twist the knife. Once those “accidental” brushes turn into open teasing, it goes from romantic tension to outright sexual torture in a good way. She’ll stretch in front of you, tits bouncing, asking innocent questions while her shirt rides up and you see the bottom of her breasts, no bra anywhere, and you get choices like “help her adjust her clothes” or “pretend not to notice” when obviously both options just mean more skin, more contact, more frustration. There’s a bathroom scene where you walk in while she’s half dressed, steam on the mirror, droplets on her skin, and she doesn’t cover herself properly, just sort of turns slightly and lets you see the side of her breast and that full, thick ass. You can back out or stay, and if you stay, the game leans hard into masturbation and voyeur stuff, with you jerking off later to the memory of that exact angle, the curve of her hip, the way the towel barely covers her. It’s not just porn, it’s that feeling of “I shouldn’t be doing this” mixed with “I can’t stop” that makes the whole thing feel nasty in the best way. I wish some of the romance lines were less corny, because sometimes the MC suddenly talks like a poet and it doesn’t match his horny-idiot energy at all, but then the next scene he’s back to being nervous, trying not to cum in his pants when she sits on his lap and pretends it’s nothing. The game never fully lets you forget that you’re the inexperienced guy in over his head, staring at a milf with big tits and a bigger ass, and every choice is basically: do you stay a good boy, or do you finally give in to those forbidden thoughts you’ve been pretending not to have.

Your life should have been boring as hell. Little farm kid, small fantasy town, marry a local girl, grow potatoes, die. Instead you somehow put a ring on one of the most famous adventurers in the whole damn kingdom, this stacked, battle-scarred goddess with giant tits, a perfect ass and a sword arm that could probably snap your spine if you misbehave. And she actually agrees to drop the armor, squeeze into a too-tight tavern uniform and work in your tiny, creaky bar as the new sexy waitress. It already feels like cheating just watching her bend over tables and pretend she doesn’t notice the way every drunk in the room is measuring her up like she is tonight’s main dish.

The game basically runs on that one dirty thought you never admit to anyone: what if your own wife wasn’t just yours? You’re the owner, she’s the barmaid, and every night the place fills with horny bastards, big spenders, shady mercs, orcs with big black cocks that barely fit in their trousers, and you decide how far you push her. Maybe you keep it “sweet” at first. Let her flirt, talk with that cute shy smile, boobs almost falling out of her corset while guys tip extra to see a little more cleavage. Then you start choosing drinks or events that push the mood. Stronger liquor, louder music, “accidental” wardrobe malfunctions, bets that end with her sitting in some stranger’s lap while you pretend to count coins. It’s all about nudging the line and then watching it vanish. One moment you’re proud husband, next moment you’re in the storage room jerking off because she just let a dark elf slap her ass in front of everyone and laughed like it was nothing.

What hits hard is how the game makes you feel both powerful and pathetic at the same time. You call the shots, pick dialog, pick what she wears, if she serves the regulars in that half-open shirt or that super tight skirt she can barely walk in. You choose if she smiles and seduces, if she blushes in humiliation, if she gets rough-handled behind the bar when you “look away” a bit too long. Sometimes you try to be a good guy and keep her safe, but the tavern itself kind of corrupts you. Money goes up faster when she lets them touch. Reputation spreads when she serves the big black stud in the corner and doesn’t stop him when his hand climbs under her skirt. And the part that fucked my brain a bit is that she actually likes the attention if you keep pushing that way, or she hates it and still does it because she wants you happy, and both versions are hot for completely different reasons. It’s not just porn, it’s this slow, messy slide from “my loyal wife” to “everyone’s favorite milf waitress” with you stuck between jealousy, pride, arousal and this weird, guilty smile while adventurers brag about how good her mouth feels. By the time the tavern is famous, you’re not even sure if you’re still the husband or just the guy who owns the bed she crawls into after getting pounded behind the bar. And somehow, that’s exactly what you were dreaming of from the start.

The subtle creak of worn leather contrasts with the cool touch of silk sheets, while a faint breeze carries the scent of rain through the open window. Skin flushes under teasing caresses, a battle between vulnerability and craving unfolding.

The accident stole his legs but not his hunger, leaving him trapped between despair and raw need. She announces a move to another city, promising care through a trusted friend, Clara, whose presence promises both comfort and chaos. His wife’s absence sharpens the sting of betrayal, making every illicit touch a cruel reminder of what’s lost.

Prepare to be drawn into a world where control is an illusion and the only certainty is the relentless pull of lust and betrayal. Indulge in explicit scenes of domination and submission, where humiliation fuels arousal and boundaries are shattered. Dive into a narrative that refuses to shy away from the raw, messy, and utterly irresistible nature of true NTR drama.

Classes, homework, horny brain that cannot shut up. That is basically the vibe here. You play this dude who is supposed to care about lectures and grades, but his attention lives somewhere between his dick and the bouncing asses walking around campus. The game spends time on that little dead zone between “normal uni life” and “what the fuck did I just walk in on,” and it actually leans into the awkward student feeling. One minute you are in a boring classroom, teacher talking about something you will forget in two seconds, and the next you catch a glimpse of her bending over the desk in a way that makes you instantly forget how to breathe. The camera really loves big tits and big asses, like… worship-level love. There is a scene early on where you are just supposed to look for a textbook in the library, but of course you end up peeking around a shelf, watching a girl think she is alone while she slips her hand inside her panties. It is not subtle, at all. You can either pretend to be a gentleman and look away, or stay, hand in pants, breathing too loud, terrified someone will hear you. Guess which option feels more natural.

It plays like one of those visual novels where you click through dialogue and pray you do not pick the “idiot” answer. The fun part is how often a stupid little choice later drops a plot twist in your lap. You tease a shy student once, like just a dumb joke about her skirt, and hours later you find out she has a secret folder on her phone full of… you. Screenshots. From class. From the dorm. From that one time you thought no one saw you jerking off over your laptop. That hit kinda hard, not gonna lie. The game really likes voyeur stuff, and it does not always keep you in control. Sometimes you are the one peeking through doors. Sometimes you realize someone has been doing the same to you. That moment when you notice a hidden camera in the corner of the common room and remember how many times you adjusted your cock in your pants there? Yeah. Instant cold sweat and instant hard-on at the same time. It gets funny too, in a dumb horny way. There is this running gag where the MC keeps trying to act like a romantic lead, saying smooth lines he probably copied from some dating advice subreddit, and the girls just look at him like, “are you okay?” Then two scenes later they are grinding on his lap in a locked classroom while the teacher is right outside the door asking if everyone finished the assignment. The humor is kind of clumsy, some jokes feel like someone translated them twice through Google, but that actually matches the energy. Like a real uni life: messy, not polished, full of secrets you only learn because you stayed a little too long, watched a little too closely, and touched yourself when you really should not.

You wake up as this so-called “scientist” in a lab that feels more like a horny underground bunker than anything from real science. Outside, the world is going to shit because humans are freaking out over furries, anti-furry mobs hunting them like they’re monsters, and you just decide, yeah, I’ll make my lab a shelter. Not out of kindness, of course. You take them in, Nicole, Diane, random fox girls with tits bigger than their moral compass, Amy Rose walking in like she owns the place, and every single one arrives with some excuse and some trauma. You nod, pretend to be the serious researcher, and then the “tests” start. It feels very wrong in the right way. You watch them through cameras, through glass, pretending you’re checking their vitals while you zoom in on tits bouncing when they masturbate because they think nobody’s looking. Half the interface is just you picking where to look, where to put them, what to make them wear, and I keep thinking “why the fuck is the font so small on these menus” while at the same time, my dick is doing happy jumps. Priorities, right.

Then there is that weird paranoia mechanic with anti-furries sneaking in with “realistic” fursuits, trying to pass as the real thing. It actually makes you look at bodies more carefully, which is kinda hot and kinda creepy. You’re judging every curve, every tail, every ear twitch, wondering if she’s a real fox girl with soft fur and big ass ready to take a creampie, or some asshole in a suit waiting to stab your guests. One scene stuck in my head: Nicole in the shower room, steam covering most of her, only outline of those huge tits and ass visible, and suddenly a small UI popup appears right on her thigh, blocking the exact spot you want to see. Like, who designed that placement? Who hurt you? You also get oral scenes where your choices earlier decide if she does it willingly, shy and playful, or after you pushed her into more rough male domination stuff, like hand on her head, drool all over your cock, her eyes looking up in that “I’m pretending to hate it” way. It makes everything very personal, but sometimes the game then dumps a chunky text box in the middle of the blowjob like a boring visual novel, and I just want a simple toggle in options to hide that trash.

Accessibility wise, yeah, this thing needs work. No separate text scaling, no colorblind consideration, tiny checkboxes that look like they’ve been drawn by SCP‑1471 in a hangover mood. You can’t rebind half the keys, and for someone like me who plays one-handed more often than not, that’s annoying as hell. There is an exhibitionism angle where you purposely send your furry girl out into semi-open corridors, cameras everywhere, other characters walking by pretending not to stare while she “tests” a toy on a bench, legs spread, pussy dripping, and the game actually plays with voyeurism quite nicely. You stand in the control room, watching multiple screens, swapping between a fox girl giving you a lazy handjob on your lap and another character being sexually harassed in a corridor by an anti-furry who slipped through. Part of me wants better UI contrast, bigger subtitles, proper audio sliders that don’t hide in some random submenu. Part of me doesn’t care at all when Diane is on her knees, lipstick ruined, your cum leaking from her mouth after a forced deepthroat, while alarms flash in the background about a security breach you never check because, well, porn. The dystopian war outside becomes just noise, a kind of excuse so you can keep dragging scared but horny furries into “safe” rooms and use them however you marked them in your logbook. I still hate that little notification sound it makes every single time a new event pops up, though. Never found the toggle for that. Still bothers me.

The game starts like one of those shitty nights where everything goes wrong and you think “ok, fuck it, lock me up already”, and then suddenly this stranger appears, throws money and influence around, and you’re not a free man, you’re basically a very pretty pet. The whole vibe shifts from generic prison panic into this slow, sticky slide into a dark fantasy world where nothing feels safe but everything feels hot. You end up pulled into this tight little nest of vampires who treat you like a mix of toy, snack and half-accidental roommate. They’re not sparkly, thank god. They’re moody, half feral, weirdly elegant, and also absolutely down to wrap your cock in warm mouth while asking creepy personal questions. It’s like if an AA meeting and Pornhub had a goth child.

What I really liked is how the game lets the lewd stuff sit inside the story instead of just going “ok, now blowjob time”. One of the early scenes has this vampire woman leaning way too close, asking why you didn’t fight harder when they almost jailed you, and while she’s psychoanalyzing your self worth she just drags her fangs along your throat and then lazily drops to her knees. There’s no fade out. You see her hands on your belt, you feel how slow she is, how she keeps eye contact while her lips slide over the tip. She’s not just a sex NPC, she feels like someone who would absolutely ruin you emotionally and then jerk you off while you cry about it. And she has this ridiculous ass that the camera loves to frame when she bends over some old dusty book. I swear, half the time I forgot what curse we were talking about because my brain was just “vampire milf. big tits. focus, idiot”.

There’s also this elf girl who clearly doesn’t fully belong in the vampire crew. She looks like she should be in some bright forest game, but here she is in this ugly stone manor, bare feet on cold floor, silver hair all messed up, asking you if human cum tastes different depending on mood in this super serious tone. Her scenes are the ones that hit the “weird fiction” note hardest. One moment she’s tracing old ritual symbols on your chest with a calm face, next moment she’s using the same fingers to stroke your cock like it’s just another experiment. The first time she gives you a handjob she keeps asking if your heartbeat matches the rhythm of the spell, and when you’re about to finish she just tilts her head and opens her mouth, like catching your load is part of the measurement. It’s clinical and filthy at the same time. Also her boobs are way too big for the shirt she’s stuck in, and the fabric does that thing where the nipples poke through when the scene gets more intense. The game knows exactly what it’s doing there. I wish the UI didn’t occasionally cover half her ass when she sits on the table though, that annoyed me way more than it should and then I forgot to be annoyed because she was licking your cum off her fingers like icing.

The best part for me is how the sex never feels totally safe. Even a simple blowjob has that tension that she might just decide to bite down if you say the wrong thing, and the dialogue plays with that. One vampire girl will deepthroat you, gagging around your shaft, and casually ask which one of them you’d let drain you dry, like it’s a fun little quiz. Another will press her huge breasts around you, soft and warm, and talk softly about how easy it would be to keep you here forever, just fucking and feeding, no sunlight, no freedom. There’s a scene where you wake up with a monster girl perched on your lap, her thighs tight, skin cold, grinding on your cock while you’re still half asleep, and you can’t tell if she’s riding you because she wants pleasure, blood, or both. The game never really answers. It just lets you cum inside her and watch her shiver with this strange, hungry little smile. The whole thing feels messy, horny, a bit fucked up, like a bad decision that you keep saying yes to.