The art style hits you right away - these character designs are fucking gorgeous. The nurse uniforms are detailed in ways that matter, if you know what I mean. Big breasts, bigger personalities, and the way they've drawn the facial expressions during those groping scenes? Chef's kiss. Though honestly the mobile optimization feels weird on desktop, like why are the buttons so chunky? But whatever, the visual novel format works perfectly for this kind of slow-burn corruption story.

You're playing as this young nurse who starts innocent enough but damn if the temptation isn't everywhere. The hospital setting actually makes sense for once - plenty of opportunities for those "accidental" encounters and late-night shifts where things get interesting. The handjob scenes are well-animated, and when she starts cheating... man, the guilt mixed with arousal is written pretty convincingly. The netorare elements don't feel forced either, which is rare. Usually these games just throw NTR at you like a brick to the face, but here it builds naturally through her relationships and work stress. The male protagonist whose perspective you occasionally get adds this voyeuristic layer that works surprisingly well.

Multiple endings mean you can explore different levels of corruption, from mild workplace flirtation to full-blown affair territory. The choices actually matter too - not just cosmetic dialogue changes but real branching paths that affect how far she falls. Some routes focus more on the romance aspect while others dive straight into the forbidden desires angle. The uniform fetish content is top-tier if that's your thing, and the big ass/big tits focus never feels gratuitous because it's baked into the character development. Still in development though, so expect some rough edges and placeholder content in later chapters.

Pharmacy games always sounded boring in my head. Like, I imagine clicking bottles of vitamins and some old man asking about blood pressure. Then this thing shows up, and the pharmacy is just background noise for a bunch of horny people who desperately need… “alternative treatment plans.” You’re basically watching a day in Sina’s All Hours Pharmacy, except every “consultation” quietly drifts into porn logic. Customer says “my back hurts” and two dialog boxes later they’re bent over the counter getting “thorough physical support.” It feels like someone mixed workplace comedy with hentai and then forgot which one was supposed to be the main dish, so they just doubled down on both.

The whole thing is kinetic, so you’re not pretending to be some strategic mastermind. You’re just riding along, like a perv on rails. No choices, just vibes. Which is weirdly nice. I didn’t have to think, I just sat there with coffee in one hand and mouse in the other, clicking through as the staff solves problems using zero medical training and a lot of big tits physics. Breasts are basically secondary characters here. I swear there’s a scene where the pharmacist leans over and her boobs are doing more talking than her mouth. Her “consultation technique” is like: step one, lean in so the guy sees nothing but cleavage; step two, ask totally normal question with the most smug face; step three, he’s instantly cured except for the rock hard problem in his pants. Also the cocks are stupidly big, like “how is this physically inside you and you’re still making jokes” level cartoon nonsense. It’s great. It’s dumb. It’s kinda hot. It makes zero sense. Perfect.

What really got me though is the tone. One second you have straight up dirty talk at the counter, the next second someone cracks a joke like this is some workplace sitcom. At one point a customer comes in with “stress”, and suddenly the pharmacist is like, “We offer body‑to‑body relaxation, side effect includes not walking straight.” Nobody reacts like that’s insane. The staff treats sex like just another line item on the receipt. There’s a bit with a girl with huge boobs trying to restock shelves and they keep smashing into boxes and you just know the dev sat there thinking “yeah, this is very important for the medical realism.” The humor is very “I watched too much hentai and now I write scripts,” which honestly, mood. It’s horny but not super mean, just very shameless. I do wish there were moments where you could at least choose how fast the scenes escalate instead of everything jumping straight from mild flirting to “raw dog in the back room,” but it also kind of fits the whole no‑refunds, no‑breaks energy of the place. Half the time I forgot this is supposed to be a pharmacy at all. It just feels like porn with lab coats and name tags, which, yeah, I’m absolutely not complaining.

That first view of the apartment kind of hits like opening a porn tab you know you probably shouldn’t click but you do it anyway. Sun on the balcony, sea down there doing its sexy slow breathing, glass door half open, and your “new girlfriend” already talking about how this week will be super romantic. She’s got that thicker, soft kind of body that makes your hands feel too small. Tight top, curves trying to escape, and she’s hugging your arm while giving you this very “I’m gonna drain you later” look. You can almost smell the cheap wine and sunscreen already.

Then you hear the shower stop.

The daughter walks out in this tiny swimsuit that clearly wasn’t bought for “family friendly beach activities” and just goes “oh, you must be him” like she didn’t just bounce out half naked. Slimmer than her mom, long legs, big ass that moves on its own, and she does that thing where she pretends she’s adjusting her top but actually just pushes her tits together more. Instant tension. Your girl doesn’t notice at first, she’s still talking about where to put the luggage. The camera sticks to your POV, so you’re basically forced to stare right at the daughter’s wet thighs while she drips on the floor and smirks because she catches you doing it. That one smile from her is dirtier than half of Pornhub.

The game really likes these moments where nobody says “I want to fuck” but every single gesture screams it. Breakfast on the balcony, for example. Mom in a swimsuit that is begging for a wardrobe malfunction, ass spilling over the chair, sunny “good morning babe” energy. Daughter shows up late, sunglasses on, fake bored tone, bending way too far over the table to reach the juice. Her nipple pops at the edge for half a second, just enough to make you choke on your coffee. She notices. She always notices. She does these tiny challenges, like “hey can you rub sunscreen on my back, my arms can’t reach” while her mom is only one thin wall away blow drying her hair. And you’ve got this dialogue wheel that pretends to give you innocent options, but even the “polite” answer has you hovering your hands a bit too low on her hips.

What I liked is how many of the hottest bits are not fully naked at first. A bikini strap sliding down too slow. A beach wave knocking her into you so your hands automatically land on her ass. That scene on the sand when the three of you are lying on towels and she suddenly decides she is “too hot” and unhooks her top, lying on her stomach so only you get the side view of her huge tits flattening out. Mom is talking about romantic sunsets. Daughter is flirting with your erection. Both things true at the same time. It feels messy and wrong and exactly like that, like cheating but also not cheating because technically you are just… looking too much.

At night the place turns into something else. The 3D models look better in low light, less plastic, more like sweaty real people. There’s this balcony scene where the daughter comes out in an oversized T‑shirt, no bra, nipples clearly poking through, pretending she “can’t sleep because of the waves”. You get choices that push little boundaries. Do you let her sit in your lap “just to watch the moon”? Do you move your hand when she shifts and her ass presses right on your hard cock, or do you stay there and act like nothing is happening? It’s less about huge branching paths and more about how far you’re willing to go with the teasing. And sometimes the game doesn’t reward you immediately, it just stores that dirty little moment and throws it back at you later. Like when she whispers in your ear at the beach bar “I remember how hard you were last night” and walks away to dance with some guy, watching you over her shoulder.

There are some small things that annoyed me. Like, why does everyone stand up from the couch like a mannequin being lifted by a crane? The animation kills the mood for half a second, but then the camera drops behind mom when she bends to grab a dropped spoon and you forget everything because her swimsuit digs into her huge ass like floss. The writing is weirdly romantic in some scenes, almost sweet, and then it turns filthy with no warning. You’ll be in the middle of a slow, emotional talk about “future together” and two dialogue clicks later the daughter is basically asking if you prefer shaved or trimmed. It shouldn’t work, but somehow that clash makes it feel more like real people, who say lovely things and then five minutes later are grinding against a balcony railing like horny animals.

Little secrets are fun too. If you keep choosing slightly bolder lines with the daughter, she starts pushing the exhibitionism angle hard. Walking in front of you at the beach, hips switching like she’s on TikTok, “accidentally” losing part of her bikini in the water so you have to help her fix it while tourists walk by. One run I kept things more “respectful” and she turned almost clingy, like she wanted to prove she was more woman than her mom. Different vibe, same evil eyes. Either way, your POV turns every simple thing into porn: sunscreen, ice cream dripping down her chest, mom’s wet hair sticking to her neck, three shadows on the wall in the apartment hallway that look way more intimate than they should.

And when the two of them end up in swimsuits next to each other on that little sofa, mom chubby and soft with big tits half out, daughter skinny with that thick ass that doesn’t match the rest of her body, both looking at you like you’re the only cock in this town… yeah, the game knows exactly what it’s doing. It flirts, it lies, it pretends to be romantic while stuffing your brain with pure incest‑adjacent harem fantasy. You click, you choose, you tell yourself you’re “just checking another route” on your second run. But when the daughter leans into your ear and says “you’re not going to marry her without really knowing the family, right?” it becomes pretty clear why you’re still here, watching the waves hit the shore like they’re fucking the whole beach.

You start as this awkward newborn succubus who looks like she should already know how to ruin lives with a single blowjob, but actually she’s kind of a mess. That’s the fun part. The game doesn’t treat you like some overpowered goddess right away; you kind of stumble into your powers, tease them out of people, literally and emotionally. One moment you’re practicing a shy little handjob in a dark corner, next moment you’re learning how to twist someone’s mind with a half-whispered promise and a well-timed squeeze of your tits around their cock. The pacing is slower than many horny players want, but in a good way, like edging: long stretches of flirting, teasing, small talk, choices that feel harmless and then, ten clicks later, you realize you just corrupted a “good girl” into begging you to watch her masturbate against a toy you gave her. The sound helps a lot; there’s this soft, kind of hypnotic background track that hums under everything, and then tiny sharp sounds when you spank someone, or when skin rubs on sheets, or that slick wet noise when she slides down on you. It never screams for attention, it just drips into your brain until you’re way more invested than you thought. I played it with headphones on, Chrome full screen, Telegram blowing up in the background, didn’t answer a single message, because I was too busy making a “romance route” accidentally turn into blackmail and humiliation. And the game just quietly lets you do that without wagging its finger.

The whole thing looks like someone fed an AI a bunch of porn comics and fantasy posters, then a human with too much free time cleaned it up and decided, “Yeah, this milf gets a collar, and this busty schoolteacher also has a demonic tattoo under her skirt, nobody will notice until she’s naked.” The tits are huge in a very unapologetic way, like they’re their own characters, bouncing, getting fucked between, dripping cum from a sloppy titfuck POV while the camera stays just where it should: low, close, almost too intimate. Faces are expressive enough that when a girl pretends to be shy about exhibitionism, you see that tiny smirk that says she’s loving every second. Sometimes the AI CG shows weird little finger issues or strange shadows on hair and I kept staring at one girl’s ear that looked a bit like melted wax. Completely killed my vibe for half a scene. And then I forgot it two clicks later when she turned around and showed that big ass, cheeks red from spanking, needy for a creampie. It’s that kind of game. One moment you’re trying to play it “nice”, seducing slowly, picking romance options, kissing before sucking. Next moment your succubus side unlocks some darker path and you’re making her crawl naked across a living room, collar and leash, while her best friend watches and pretends she’s not turned on. The sandbox bits let you just wander, poke at characters, test different toys on them, watch them break piece by piece. Sometimes nothing happens and you get a boring chat scene that feels like filler, and you’re clicking annoyed, but then you hit a line where she admits she masturbated thinking about you dominating her and suddenly all those “wasted” clicks feel like foreplay. The game never rushes to the big group sex, to the harem piled around you, to the lesbian threesomes where you just sit back and enjoy the view while they lick each other for your approval. It just kind of slides there, one corrupted girl at a time, until you’re the quiet center of a storm of moans and obedience, and the only real question is who you’ll break next, softly or not at all.

Shut-in guy, tiny messy room, curtains always closed, porn tabs buried under strategy guides, that whole vibe. He pokes at some sketchy “Forbidden Summoning Book” like it’s just another weird time killer, and instead of getting some proud demon king or dramatic angel of death he pulls in Ain, an Outer God that looks like a perfect smug Japanese goddess who got lost on her way to a gacha banner. She expects the usual “give me power, make me ruler of everything” speech, and this idiot basically goes: “uh… can you be my board game buddy?” Cosmic error, universe kind of shrugs, and suddenly this unknowable calamity is stuck as his roommate, padding around his apartment like it’s totally normal while sounding like an anime heroine who wandered into the wrong genre. She’s fully voiced, every snarky line dripping with that lazy superiority, like she could erase galaxies but she’d rather bully this one useless nerd instead.

The fun part is how fast the supernatural stuff becomes just routine dirty slice of life. One minute you’re doing little QTE bits while they duel over some dumb board game, the next she’s got her feet in his lap, “by accident”, casually grinding her soft sole over his hard-on while explaining cosmic horror rules. She talks shit the whole time too, like “you’re getting this hard just from my toes?” in that playful goddess tone, and the poor guy can’t even look her in the eyes. Footjob scenes hit that perfect mix of mean and weirdly tender, toes curling around him while she pretends it’s just teasing. She’s got ridiculous big tits and big ass packed into this tight outfit that screams “divine being trying to cosplay as a normal roommate”, and when she climbs on top to ride him you really feel the power gap. Female domination here isn’t whips and chains, it’s the way she acts like his cock is just another toy she owns. Oral scenes are noisy and sloppy, lots of lip smacks and smug little hums, like she’s tasting a new snack, and yeah the censorship mosaics are there but honestly her voice does most of the work. When she milks him with those slow strokes and just lets him creampie her, she looks down on him with that “you’re so pathetic but you’re mine” face that hits harder than any spell. There’s romance too, kind of clumsy, buried under all the teasing. He freaks out over small stuff like brushing teeth together, while she casually offers her throat for him to kiss like it’s nothing. Every day stuff turns weird: brushing past her in that tiny room, getting a flash of her tits as she “forgets” to close her top, her bending over right in his face, wiggling her ass just a bit too long. Sometimes the idle moments are almost boring, sometimes the humor misses, sometimes the QTE timing is annoying as hell and feels like it’s interrupting your horniness, but then she whispers something low and dirty in that goddess voice and it all just clicks again. She’ll yank his pants down mid-argument, sink onto his dick and keep talking about cosmic order while riding him slow, like sex is just part of the conversation now. It’s that contrast that sells it: almighty Outer God, stuck as your horny, mocking, strangely affectionate roommate, turning your shut-in life into this messy loop of board games, trash jokes, and getting drained by a celestial girl who pretends not to care while clearly falling for you.

Daydreamer feels like watching the horniest week of some guy’s life play out in slow motion, in a town where every woman has either a huge ass, ridiculous tits, or both, and nobody is really dressed for a “serious” school environment. You’re dropped into this early adult phase where he’s stuck between being a lazy little pervert and actually trying to be a decent human, walking around with blue balls and half-formed ethics. The whole school setting is more like a pressure cooker than a campus. Tight skirts barely covering anything, shirts that forget how buttons work, the kind of “accidental” groping that is not accidental at all. One moment he’s zoning out in class, trying not to stare at a teacher’s cleavage while she bends over the desk, the next he’s imagining his hand sliding over that big ass, fingers digging in, then snapping back before he literally starts rubbing himself at his seat. And honestly he still almost does. At least twice. Maybe more.

What I like as a gender nerd who also likes filth is how the game never pretends to be “pure romance” even for one second. The teasing stays mean and messy. Girls lean over him with their big tits pressed into his arm while they “help with homework”, ask him totally normal questions with their lips so close he can feel their breath, then act innocent when his dick is obviously hard. There is this couch scene with an older woman, a proper milf type, where she’s “just relaxing” in yoga pants that cling to her curves like a second skin. He ends up with his hand on her hip, then lower, then fully cupping that ass while she gives him this half warning, half hungry look. She should tell him no. She absolutely doesn’t. The escalation feels dirty in a way that is not subtle: heavy groping, her grinding against his lap, the kind of oral sex where you can practically feel how desperate he is not to finish too fast. The vaginal sex scenes hit that line between affectionate and just plain horny rutting, especially when he finally gets inside someone he’s been daydreaming about for ages, and he loses all that “I’ll go slow” nonsense in like five thrusts. There is a lot of masturbation too, including him jerking off in totally unsafe places, like the bathroom right after a class where a girl kept brushing her tits on his shoulder. It makes sense for his age, this feeling that every woman is walking porn, but it also shows how the world is set up to orbit around his desire, and that part is both hot and a bit annoying at the same time. The static story sometimes feels like being locked in a horny boy’s brain with no exit, but that single track focus also lets the sexual tension simmer in a very slow, very dirty way that you kind of hate and kind of keep clicking for.

Calvin's basically that dude everyone knows who fucked up his entire life and now crashes at his buddy's place indefinitely. You know the type - probably smells like disappointment and cheap beer, except in this case he's about to become the neighborhood's most unlikely sex educator. His friend's family isn't exactly throwing welcome parties, but hey, free housing is free housing.

The daughter Megan's got this whole straight-A student thing going but she's completely clueless about anything below the waistline. Perfect setup for some seriously questionable mentorship, right? She's supposed to be this innocent bookworm type who's never even figured out what her own body parts do, which honestly feels a bit ridiculous but whatever - we're not here for realistic character development. The corruption angle is pretty obvious from the jump, and it plays out exactly like you'd expect with Calvin slowly introducing her to increasingly kinky shit. There's voyeurism elements scattered throughout where you're basically being a creepy old pervert watching this girl discover her sexuality, which... yeah, that's definitely a choice the developer made.

This whole thing is apparently inspired by some classic called Cohabitation, though I never played that one so can't compare. The sandbox mechanics let you wander around the house and interact with different family members at various times, building relationships and unlocking new scenarios. You've got your standard progression of handjobs leading to oral, then full penetration, anal, the whole escalation ladder. There's groping scenes, masturbation sequences, sex toys get introduced eventually. The 3DCG animation is serviceable but nothing groundbreaking - characters move like they're made of slightly melted plastic sometimes. Mobile compatibility is there if you want to be that guy jerking off to trainer games on your phone. Developer admits they made this to decompress from stress, which honestly explains the unpolished feel throughout.

Frank's prison break goes about as well as you'd expect - which is to say, absolutely terrible. One shipwreck later and this guy's washing up in Bikini Bottom looking like he got chewed up by Davy Jones himself. But here's where things get weird (and I mean WEIRD): instead of doing the sensible thing like finding help or maybe not impersonating cartoon characters, Frank decides the best survival strategy is pretending to be SpongeBob. Yeah, that SpongeBob. The yellow square dude who flips patties and annoys his neighbors.

What starts as a desperate con job turns into something way more fucked up than you bargained for. Frank's not just wearing the square pants - he's living the whole twisted fantasy, and apparently everyone in Bikini Bottom is way more... accommodating than the original show ever suggested. Sandy's got that Texas-sized appetite for more than just science experiments, if you catch my drift. The animation work is surprisingly smooth for what's basically underwater cartoon porn, though sometimes the character expressions look like they're having existential crises mid-scene. Can't blame them honestly. The sandbox elements let you wander around causing chaos at your own pace, which is perfect because rushing through this fever dream would be doing it a disservice. You'll find yourself clicking through dialogue just to see how much more absurd Frank's situation can get, and trust me, it gets pretty damn absurd.

The whole thing feels like someone took childhood nostalgia, threw it in a blender with adult fantasies, and hit the "completely unhinged" setting. Frank's supposed to be this hardened criminal but half the time he's bumbling around like he's never seen a talking starfish before. The male domination stuff works better than it should given the source material, probably because everyone's so committed to the bit. It's crude, it's ridiculous, and somehow that makes the sexy parts hit different. Just don't expect any deep character development - Frank's basically a horny plot device with commitment issues.

You’re a rookie reporter who clearly skipped the “professional distance” chapter in journalism school. The game drops you back in your hometown with a shiny new job at the top newspaper, but it feels less like serious reporting and more like a long, horny field trip where every “interview” can end with your dick somewhere it absolutely shouldn’t be. One minute you’re chasing a lead about some shady business deal, the next you’re on your knees under a desk, trying to keep eye contact with your source while she’s forcing her cock-wet lips down on you and whispering, “Ask better questions.” It’s that kind of story. The whole thing plays like a visual novel with choices that pretend to be about ethics and truth, but half the time you’re just deciding if you want your face between her thighs or under her feet. When your editor calls you into her office, you expect a lecture. Instead you get her sitting on the edge of her desk in a tight blouse, tits about to pop out, and she shuts you up by shoving her foot into your lap and making you rub your cock against her sole until you’re leaking through your pants. Then she asks you for your article draft like nothing happened. I actually laughed out loud there, it felt wrong in a good way.

Sex is everywhere, but not in a soft fade-to-black way. The writing goes straight for it. There’s a scene with a politician’s wife who looks like she walked out from some old “serious interview” magazine cover, glasses, expensive dress, perfect big ass, the whole classy thing. She starts out teasing, brushing her thigh against you under the table while you’re trying to keep your recorder steady. Then she locks the door, kneels down, and you’re suddenly drowning in sloppy, noisy oral where she keeps eye contact and drool is sliding down your shaft. Later she rides you hard on a couch, tits bouncing in your face while she tells you not to stop asking questions, and when you finally push her on her stomach and go in her pussy from behind, the game really leans into describing how she’s clenching around you and begging you to pound her like you’re breaking some embargo. Anal is treated almost like a reward for pushing a scene far enough. There’s this moment on a rooftop with a rival journalist where she first jacks you off with her foot, pressing her heel against your balls, then she bends over the low wall, pulls her skirt up, and tells you “If you want this story, fuck my ass.” She’s tight, she grunts into her own arm, and the text is very direct about the way her asshole stretches and the way your cum fills her. No fading, no “tasteful” cut. You feel like a completely unethical bastard, and the game wants that.

The AI art is actually kinda weird in a charming way. Some shots are hot as hell, like the close-ups of wet lips around your cock, or the way their nipples poke through shirts when they lean over your desk. Sometimes fingers look a bit off or a foot angle feels strange when a girl is jerking you with her toes, but honestly, during a good blowjob scene, I forgot to care. One thing I didn’t like: the pacing sometimes goes from horny to “okay, now read five screens of investigation talk” at really random moments, and then suddenly, out of nowhere, the game jumps you into another sex scene with almost no build-up. It feels like the writer couldn’t decide if this is a serious adventure or just porn with a plot as a flimsy excuse. But that contrast also makes some moments hit harder. After a long bit where you’re actually chasing clues, you end up in a car with a source, rain outside, the city lights reflecting, and she just quietly unzips you and starts sucking you off while you’re pretending to go over notes. There is something very dirty about that calm, focused blowjob. I also kept tapping my screen trying to scroll back on one scene where you fuck this stacked receptionist against the office window, her tits smooshed on the glass while you slam in her pussy and she keeps moaning that someone below might see. The sound, the text, the way she keeps begging for more even after you cum inside her, telling you to stay hard and give her your dick again, felt way more intense than I expected from a horny little journalist game. I wanted more reactions from NPCs after all this abuse of power, but the story just shrugs and throws you to the next big-titted lead. Honestly, at some point I forgot if I was supposed to care about the mystery at all. I just kept following whatever route promised another scene where I’d get used as a human cock by someone who knows exactly how to play with my curiosity.