This thing feels like somebody smashed a horny college drama, a ghost story and a fucked up power trip into one of those clicky visual novels, then forgot to clean it up. You start as this “spirit” kid who’s supposed to be dead or half-dead or just really broken in the head, and you get dropped into campus life like nothing happened. Class schedules, dorm gossip, hot girls everywhere, guys who look like they live in the gym, but the whole time there’s that weird silent question: am I actually here, or just haunting my own life? The game doesn’t really answer it. It just keeps giving you choices and those little CG scenes where hands are in places they absolutely shouldn’t be, in public hallways, in dark lecture rooms, and sometimes right in the middle of a crowded party while everyone pretends nothing is happening.

What I liked first is how fast it goes from “oh, poor traumatized soul, must heal” to “strip naked in this locked classroom while someone holds your jaw and calls you trash.” One minute you’re picking dialog like some shy kid trying to blend in, next you’re clicking through a masturbation scene in the dorm shower where you know anyone could walk in. They drag out those scenes nicely; the MC’s hand trembling, you hearing voices from the other stalls, and you still keep going because the tension is the whole point. Then the game swings the camera hard and suddenly you’re not touching yourself anymore, you’re being watched. There’s this one early scene where you get cornered on a stairwell by a girl with big tits, bigger attitude, and zero interest in your consent. She starts groping you like you’re just a toy she checked out of the library, orders you to strip piece by piece, and if you try to resist she just laughs and pushes harder. I kind of hated it. I kinda replayed it three times on my lunch break at work with Slack open in the other window.

Where it gets really nasty is the group stuff. It isn’t presented like some loving harem fantasy, more like everyone in this college is a little broken and really horny and there’s no real adult in the room. One of the wildest scenes I hit was during what’s supposed to be a “study group”, and you know how that goes. Door closes, books move, and suddenly the MC is in the middle of a couch, pants around their ankles, while hands from all directions start exploring. Some grab your ass, someone yanks your head back by the hair, someone else just slaps your face with their cock like they’re marking territory. The game really likes humiliation, not just the physical stuff but the way they talk to you: “you’re lucky we even touch you,” “this is all you’re good for,” things like that, right when your character is clearly still dealing with all that trauma from before. It’s messed up. But then, in the next scene, that same girl who made you strip in the stairwell might act like a soft dom, teasing you with a slow striptease on her bed, making you watch her play with her huge boobs while you sit on the floor jerking off and not allowed to cum until she snaps her fingers. The tone keeps zigzagging between cruel and almost tender, and honestly, it’s confusing in a good way. College parties in this world are just excuses for more public exhibition: balcony blowjobs, some girl riding your face in the back of a crowded room while people drink two meters away, that kind of thing. There’s blood in some scenes too, real graphic hits when the “mystery” part of the story pops back in, and it clashes awkwardly with the sex, like the game itself can’t decide if it’s about healing or about breaking you further. But that’s kind of why I couldn’t stop clicking through during work, phone in one hand, pretending I’m answering a Teams message while the MC is getting used and filled by a group that keeps calling them “our little ghost toy.”

This one looks innocent for like five seconds, and then you notice how Hinata bends forward when she talks to Naruto and her tits basically press against the screen. It is that kind of game. On surface it is just “talk with shy ninja girl from that old anime,” but the whole thing is clearly built so you keep staring at her huge boobs and stupidly tight outfit while you pretend you care about the conversation choices. She blushes, fidgets with her fingers, looks down, looks up, and every time you pick something a bit bolder, her body language changes. One line she just stutters “N-Naruto-kun…” like usual, next line she is breathing heavier and her ass is pushed out just a little more, like she is doing this on purpose. At first I thought it is silly fan parody, but then there was this moment where you choose to compliment her training, and the camera just slowly moves lower and suddenly you are staring at her chest instead of her face. I actually laughed, then I clicked the same branch again to see if it was a bug, and of course it wasn’t.

Funny thing, the game pretends to give you “moral” choices, but you are not fooling anyone. Yeah, you can keep her shy and pure, say all the sweet things, act like a saint, and she will smile and talk about Naruto like some school crush. But if you even once touch the “wrong” answer, like offering to “help her relax” or teasing that Naruto doesn’t really pay attention to her body, that whole good girl mask starts slipping. There is a path where you reach over to “check if she is hurt” after training and your hand just stays too long on her hip. She freezes, whispering your name, and then you get the pop-up choice: move away or slowly slide lower. The second one goes straight into groping her big ass while she tries to keep talking about missions from Shippuden like nothing is happening. It is kind of messed up and kind of hot at the same time, and I am not sure if I should be proud or ashamed I found a way to trigger that scene on the first play. Also, the way her clothes react is strangely specific, like the fabric stretching around her boobs when your hand “accidentally” brushes there, but then in another scene her bra just vanishes like it never existed. No idea why, I just noticed and then forgot about it, then remembered again and got annoyed.

I was actually expecting more Naruto himself in this, but he is mostly like a ghost people mention while you are busy trying not to stare at her nipples poking through the outfit. There are several endings depending on how far you push her and if you keep pretending to be “good guy” or just openly corrupt her. One ending has her still loyal to Naruto, but she secretly lets you feel her up in some training field corner and tells herself it is only “just this once”. Another one turns her into full hentai brain, where she is basically begging for your hands and doesn’t even try to hide her moans when you squeeze those ridiculous tits. The routes to get there are a bit strange though: sometimes one tiny flirty line suddenly jumps you into hardcore groping, other times you have to click through five screens of her talking about chakra and self confidence before she finally lets you touch her. I kept mixing up which option led to what, so I ended up making a little note in my phone like a crazy person, then lost it. Also there is this tiny sound when you choose the more pervy answer, like a soft chime, and now it lives in my head. I don’t even know why that bothers me more than the fact I spent half an evening trying every way possible to get a shy anime ninja girl to ride my hand. But yeah, that is pretty much the feeling here: one second you are pretending to be mature and check “if this is okay for adults”, next second you are replaying a scene just to see her breasts jiggle slightly different when you grope from below instead of from the side.

AlwaysFan feels like someone smashed together a horny fanfic Discord server, a crime drama from Netflix, and that one horny Bayonetta cosplay thread on Reddit that got deleted too fast. You play as this guy, Chris, but you can rename him to something stupid if you want, and he is basically broke, lost, and surrounded by girls who are somehow even more messed up than him but also soft as fuck when they want. The main one, Emilie, is this pale albino girl with milk-white skin and red eyes that look kinda fragile and dangerous at same time. She looks like she escaped from a Genshin Impact mod, then got dragged into a criminal city full of pervs and creeps. On the surface it is “romance,” but it turns into corruption so quick if you push it. Like one moment you’re just comforting her in some shitty little room, next moment you are touching her thighs and asking her to do things that would get you banned on Twitch in one second. The game lets you push, pull, tease, back off, or just go full unhinged and treat everyone like they’re just bodies to rent out. And the funny thing, it never really tells you you’re wrong. It just lets you sit in it.

What I liked most is how the scenes escalate when you choose the uglier options. There is this whole prostitution path where you go from “we need money” to “ok so she is literally wearing a cheap cosplay wig pretending to be an off-brand blonde pirate girl for some old bastard” and it somehow feels logical inside this dirty universe. It plays with parody stuff too, like girls dressing as fake Naruto kunoichi, a weird titan fetish client who wants “giantess roleplay” in an alley, and some Bayonetta-style leather cosplay with glasses and guns that are not actually loaded because budget. The sex itself is not shy at all. You get groping in public, handjobs under the table, messy blowjobs in backrooms, group scenes where everyone pretends they still have feelings after they cum, and even lactation scenes if you build certain girls into that kind of broken little doll who only feels useful when she is dripping. Those CGs hit different, because the game is not polished clean; some angles are slightly awkward, eyes a bit off, but it makes the scenes feel like stolen porn screenshots instead of corporate hentai. Sometimes boobs are too big, like weirdly big, and I hate it, but after ten minutes I was zooming in on areolas like a degenerate anyway. Choices actually matter too, in that slow “oh shit I ruined her whole life three hours ago” way, especially when you choose between being her protector or the guy who sells her body and still calls it love. It’s fucked up, sweet for one second, then fucked up again, like watching a One Piece filler episode that suddenly turns into underground sex work. You stumble into moments where you’re half-crying with a girl about parents and trauma, then the next click she is on her knees with cum on her pale skin, and you realize the game never promised to be fair. It just asked how far you are willing to go.

Free City is trashy in the best way, like that one bar where the floor sticky, the cocktails weak, and somehow you still end up naked in the bathroom with someone you met ten minutes ago. You play this private eye who is supposed to care about some "suicide case," but baby, the man investigating is thirstier than the whole police department. Every time I tried to follow a clue I ended up following a pair of tits instead. And the game knows it. It throws curves at you all the time, big boobs everywhere, big asses trying to distract you while you pretend to be professional. You question a widow, she is crying, mascara running, and two clicks later she is on the couch with her legs open, asking you in that fake innocent voice if you can "comfort" her. Sure, girl, I bring the comfort and the condom. The whole visual novel flow is slow enough to tease, but not that boring otome slow where you need three hours just to see a hand touch. Here, one wrong answer and suddenly you have her on all fours, her ass up, and the screen full of thick cg that looks like it came straight out of someone’s secret folder named "do_not_open". Then you realize she has a husband. Or had. Or has a boyfriend too. Honestly I lost track, because everyone cheating on everyone and I was sitting there sipping my iced coffee like a messy therapist watching a live soap opera.

The best part is how the game keeps pretending it is a serious noir story while you are busy corrupting half the city. One moment you talk about crime, motives, evidence, being all "hard-boiled detective", the next you are balls-deep in some interracial group scene where you forgot why you came there in the first place. There is romance if you want it, that sugary "I care about you" vibe, but the romance quickly turns into "tie me up and spit in my mouth" if you push the right dialogue options. Some of those bdsm scenes come out of nowhere. You flirt a little, do the soft hand touch, then boom, she is naked, wrists bound to the headboard, big tits pressed together with rope, and you decide if you want to be gentle or absolutely ruin her. And sometimes the game just goes, "Oh, you like girls too?" and hands you a lesbian scene with a side of voyeurism, while you stand back like a sleazy director watching two women go from shy kisses to full tongue, fingers, and one of them riding the other’s face until the bedsheets look like a crime scene by themselves. The group sex bits are wild but messy in a fun way, people grabbing whatever body part in reach, someone taking it in the ass while moaning about how they should not be doing this, someone else with cum dripping on their big boobs, and the story still trying to tell you, "hey, remember, murder mystery?" No, babe, I remember her legs shaking when I picked the "harder" option. The only thing that annoyed me was one tiny sound effect during a climax that sounded like someone stirring mac and cheese in a plastic bowl, threw me right out for a second, and now I cannot stop thinking about it. But anyway, every time I thought I would play just a bit and close the tab, suddenly I am six choices deep into another affair, lying to one character while fucking another in an alley, my detective morally bankrupt and my browser history screaming help.

New condo, new title, and suddenly every horny problem in the whole building is your problem. That’s pretty much the vibe here. You’re not playing some heroic savior, you’re the poor bastard who got handed the trustee job in a place that looks normal at first, then every door you knock on turns into another “how the hell did I end up in this situation” moment. One floor you’re arguing about parking spaces with a stacked milf in a tight blouse who keeps leaning just a little too close, next you’re pretending you’re checking water pressure while actually staring at the shower through frosted glass, trying not to get caught with your dick already hard. The game really leans into that slow burn of “professional” talk that keeps sliding into filthy territory. One second you’re discussing condo fees, then she’s on her knees in the bedroom, lipstick smeared on your cock, asking if this counts as a “service discount.” It’s soft and romantic in that bullshit way where she’s blushing and shy right before she swallows every drop like she was training for it.

It’s fun how different the women feel just from how they talk to you. The blonde neighbor pretending she’s all pure and proper, always acting like this is just a formal meeting in her living room, but her shirt buttons never seem to stay closed, and those big tits are practically begging to fall out while she pours you tea. That moment where you just sit on her couch, listening to her complain about the previous trustee, and you’re not even touching yet, but you know she wants you to pin her over the armrest and pull her hair… that hits better than some porn sites I’ve got bookmarked in Chrome. Then there’s the redhead who doesn’t even bother hiding it. She’s the one who opens the door in a towel, “forgets” to tighten it, drops hints like “my shower is acting weird, can you come check it?” and then you’re suddenly pressed against the bathroom wall, water running, her mouth wrapped around you while she stares right up into your eyes like she’s daring you to cum down her throat. The brunette feels more like a slow romance route, texting you late at night on WhatsApp, sending half-safe pics, telling you about her shitty day, and then asking if you “really think she’s sexy” right before she lets you watch her undress with the lights low. Honestly the romance can feel cheesy sometimes, lines a bit too sweet, but then she straddles you and rides you like she hasn’t been touched in months, and the cheese just kind of works. I wish the game didn’t tease voyeur stuff so often without fully going full creepy neighbor energy, but it’s also kind of hot that you’re always on the edge of being caught peeking from the corridor or watching a window reflection while pretending you’re just checking the building lights. You bounce between dating sim choices, checking if you said the right thing three scenes ago, and those payoff moments where she finally drops the act and you get her lips around your cock, mascara streaked, calling you “trustee” like it’s some dirty title. It’s messy, a bit corny, sometimes too romantic for how filthy the scenes are, and that’s exactly why it sticks in your head long after you close the browser tab.

You wander into this little bar scene, kind of basic at first glance, and there she is at the counter: this cute girl who looks familiar in a way that itches at the back of your brain. Not some overdesigned hentai goddess, more like that one girl you always notice in the same Discord server, then suddenly realize you’ve seen her avatar everywhere. She’s clearly bothered by something, kind of lost in her own head, and the whole game basically pushes you into that “ok, I’m gonna talk to her or I’ll regret it forever” moment. From there it turns into this weirdly comfy mix of small talk, teasing, and slowly turning everything way hornier than it has any right to be. At the start her body looks pretty normal, on the busty side but nothing insane, and you’re just chatting, picking options, trying not to sound like a total creep. Then week by week, your little bar hangouts shift from “hey, how was your day” to “wait, were her tits that big last time?” and your brain is trying to focus on her problems, but your eyes are just screaming. Her chest swells, her ass fills out, clothes start losing their battle. The game kind of leans into that “oh god, it’s still growing” energy, and if you are into that, yeah, it absolutely scratches it.

There is this nice bullshit-free quality to it. No 40 systems stacked on top of each other like a gacha hell; you just go on weekly meets, watch her body change, nudge her personality, flirt harder, hit those horny choices and slowly push things from shy bar conversations to straight-up filthy stuff. One minute you are comforting her about how weird her body feels, next minute you’re watching her squeeze her own tits that clearly do not fit in that top anymore, and the writing does not shy away from the messy parts. There is cum, there is rougher stuff once you get her there, and when you finally push it to sex, it is not some gentle lovey dovey thing, it’s very “I’ve been staring at these massive boobs and ass for weeks and now I’m just going to fuck you like I mean it.” When the release hits, the game actually lets it feel heavy and sticky, like you painted her with it, instead of just one lame little line of text. But yeah, it is short. Like, almost annoyingly short right now. You get into the groove, her curves finally go from “big” to “cartoonishly huge” and then scene, credits, thanks for playing. Some choices feel like they will matter a lot more than they actually do, and you can kind of tell this is early build stuff. I kept waiting for her wardrobe to react more to the body changes too, not just “slightly tighter version of same outfit”, but the game never fully goes wild with that yet and it lowkey bugs me more than it should. Still, for something this new and unpolished, the pacing of the growth is weirdly addictive, like checking the same subreddit every day just to see if someone posted new expansion art. It’s raunchy, it’s clumsy, it knows exactly what fetish it wants to feed, and it doesn’t pretend to be anything deeper. You meet a troubled girl at a bar, watch her tits and ass blow up over time, talk her through it, then absolutely ruin her with sex. Honestly, that’s the whole charm.

Luna’s first scene in the new city pretty much tells you what kind of game this is. She walks into a “normal” school, tries to act like a regular horny 18-year-old, and five minutes later she’s sizing up the bulge on the class rep while her stepmom is texting about some political rally where futa rights and anal porn get mentioned in the same breath. The story is horny, but it keeps pretending it’s about ideology and social conflict, which is honestly kind of funny. You’re not creating a character here, you’re stuck in Luna’s head, and she’s this mix of bratty, curious, a bit clueless, and way too easily turned on. She’ll say she’s not into girls, then gets pushed against a bathroom stall door by a tall futa with a thick cock and suddenly she’s moaning with that over-the-top ahegao face while getting her ass fingered. The game leans hard into that: big tits pressed against a locker, hands roaming everywhere, and Luna thinking about “justice” while her mouth is full of cock. There’s a weird charm in how dead serious the politics sound for about two lines, then someone gets groped behind the podium.

The way the futa stuff is handled is pretty direct. Cocks are big, like “that would actually hurt” big, and the game doesn’t pretend to be realistic. Anal is not some rare extra, it’s basically a second protagonist. There’s this classroom scene where Luna gets dragged into a “political debate club” that is just an excuse for a group sex event. You’ve got a milf teacher with massive boobs using her hands on one girl, a futa prefect getting a blowjob while talking about party lines, and Luna ending up bent over a table, getting her ass slowly opened up while two girls comment on how “tolerant” the school is. It’s ridiculous, but in a fun way. The lesbian moments are actually pretty sweet sometimes, like Luna sharing a shy handjob under a blanket with another nervous student, then later that same girl shows up in a masked orgy scene and suddenly she’s the one riding a trans futa with a heavy cock and smacking Luna’s big ass like she owns it. I liked that the game lets Luna make some choices, but it never pretends she can avoid the mess she walked into. She will suck, she will get her ass trained, she will end up in group scenes with too many hands and not enough space. At one point I had the game open on one monitor, Telegram on the other, and I actually forgot a poll choice because I was too busy watching Luna drool all over a blowjob scene that escalated into full-on group anal. The political storm in the background just keeps building, but half the time you’ll forget the speech, because someone is getting their boobs played with behind the curtain.

Evil mage steals a rival’s body, grabs his fancy tower and all the arcane toys inside, then immediately gets cockblocked by three clueless apprentices banging on the front gate. That’s basically the setup, but the game leans hard into the fun side of being the bastard in charge. You’re not some shy virgin hero; you’re a smug asshole already sitting on the throne, trying to corrupt three walking disasters in robes and cleavage. One’s a big titty muscle girl who looks like she could bench the castle walls and your face at the same time, one’s a blonde with that “I read one spellbook and now I think I know everything” energy, and one’s a quieter brunette who you just know is hiding some kinky brainrot under that polite smile. All three of them worship the guy whose body you stole, so the whole thing is you pretending to be him while slowly twisting their faith, their morals, and yeah, their legs.

The writing doesn’t waste time on “oh no, is this wrong?” stuff. It dives straight into teasing, power games, and that nice slow burn where you keep pushing boundaries until suddenly you’re using magic to pin a knight girl against a stone wall and she’s moaning your stolen name like a prayer. One scene had me laughing because you’re in this grand hall, supposed to act like the wise archmage, and instead you’re trying not to stare at the blonde’s tits bouncing while she lectures you about “responsible magic usage”. Bro, she’s scolding the evil mage with a stolen body and doesn’t notice a thing. Peak comedy. Then five clicks later she’s kneeling between your legs, talking about “serving the realm” with a straight face while your cock is basically her new holy relic. That shift is where the game shines: choices look simple on screen, but suddenly they branch into “soft corruption” or straight “shut up and obey, whore” territory, depending how much of a bastard you feel like being that click.

What I liked most is how it keeps the domination fantasy playful instead of just screaming edge all the time. You can be cruel, yeah, but the humor keeps peeking through, like the demon girl who pops in acting like tech support from hell, giving you tips on how to break minds and backs in the same evening. There’s even a scene with an armored knight chick, all righteous and shiny, getting used as a toy in the tower dungeon, the kind of “I’ll never yield” speech while she’s literally riding you raw. Interracial stuff pops up without making a big fuss about it; it’s just part of the world, like “oh yeah, here’s a demon with purple skin and hips wide enough to block a doorway, obviously she wants to help you corrupt the apprentices”. Not everything is perfect; sometimes a line lands a bit cringe, like something you’d see in a horny Reddit thread, and a few transitions feel like the writer clicked “fast forward to sex” in their own brain. But then you get a moment where the muscle girl casually lifts you a little while kissing you against those old castle stones, and your evil mage is thrown off his own dominance for a second, and it feels weirdly hot and funny at once. You go from serious fantasy castle vibes to “haha, ripped spell mommy” in one scene. It’s messy, horny, sometimes clumsy, but that’s exactly why it works here.

I don’t know who came up with the idea to mash Makima, Zelda, and Tsunade into the same world, but whoever it was probably spilled beer on their keyboard halfway through writing the script - and that’s what makes *D20 Magic Dice* feel alive. It’s messy, horny, strangely sentimental at times, like watching late-night anime reruns after a breakup. You’re talking to this dice thing (yeah, an actual dice), and before you even realize it, it’s making your thoughts real. Not just the good ones. I rolled a 3 once and ended up in some half-lit tavern where Widowmaker was arm wrestling Rumi for no reason while Zelda flirted with the bartender. I think I lost track of the main plot two minutes in, but it didn’t matter. The game doesn’t care either, it just keeps throwing beautiful chaos in your lap, all soft skin and heavy breathing mixed with dumb jokes about mana points.

What I liked most is how it doesn’t pretend to be clever. The dialogue’s sometimes broken, and the pacing jumps like old VHS tape - one second you’re teasing Ada Wong, next second Tsunade’s lecturing you about responsibility while sitting on your lap. There’s some strange comfort in that inconsistency. I did wish there were more sound options though; moans hit too loud compared to everything else, made me lower volume quick before neighbors got curious. And yet, when Makima whispers in that weirdly calm tone, you kinda forgive every bug. Maybe nostalgia blinds me - I grew up on janky flash hentai crossovers, and this feels like one resurrected from 2009. The dice mechanic almost feels secondary to the conversations, which twist between sincere and absurd so fast it makes you laugh mid-erection.

Sometimes I forget which universe I’m even in - Naruto? Overwatch? Who cares. The worlds blur, the clothes vanish, and someone says something about destiny while you’re trying not to roll another damn six. Three words? Chaotic, filthy, affectionate. Dare to play it alone, or invite company?