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Mr. SmallCockMC sounds like a joke name a drunk Discord server would come up with, but here it actually fits the whole vibe of the game weirdly well. You drop into this world as this average dude with a not-so-average problem in his pants, married to a wife who looks like she wandered out of a porn hub thumbnail: huge tits barely fitting in any of her tops, thick ass, soft belly, that kind of “I had kids but I got hotter” milf energy. And the game just leans on that. Hard. She walks around in clothes that are technically outfits but basically just invitations, and everyone around you notices way more than you do at first. Bartender staring down her cleavage, neighbor “accidentally” brushing against her ass, random guys drooling when she bends over. You’re this smaller dude trying to act normal while every scene screams “someone is going to fuck your wife.”

The fun is in how it slowly stops being just background teasing and turns into actual decisions for you. One moment you’re at a small house party, drinking beer, watching her laugh too hard at some dude’s joke. Next moment you’re in the kitchen, and she’s cornered between the fridge and this tall black guy, his hands on her hips, kissing her like he already owns that pussy. The game lets you watch, interrupt, pretend you don’t see, or, you know, lean on the doorframe like a creep while her lipstick smears on his cock when she drops to her knees. That first proper oral scene with her on the floor, gagging a bit, trying to keep eye contact with you while his dick actually fills her mouth bigger than anything you can give, hits way harder than I expected. I was sitting there with my mouse, half annoyed at the janky menu buttons, and still thinking “ok yeah, this is hot as fuck.” The UI looks like something someone set up in a weekend, but when she’s riding him on the couch, tits bouncing, your character awkwardly jerking off in the corner, you kinda forget the rough edges.

And yeah, the game is petty about size, in a funny way. Every time she pulls out another dude’s cock you almost hear the dev giggling. Thick shaft between her huge boobs while she squeezes them around him, your character looking tiny and useless. Later there’s a swap night with another couple where it goes from “sharing a few drinks” to “her moaning on top of the other husband while the wife straddles you and literally calls you cute instead of hot,” and that stings more than any stat screen. There’s even a scene with a very feminine “trap” character who looks better in stockings than your wife does, and of course your girl ends up pressed against them, kissing while you watch, then both of them grinding on some guy like they forgot you exist. Double penetration shows up too, in a way that almost feels like the game is bullying you personally: she’s pinned between two dudes, one in her pussy, one in her ass, big hands on her waist, and you’re the one holding a camera so they can “remember the night.” It’s kind of messed up, kind of hilarious, kind of hot. Like watching a long Pornhub playlist that accidentally got plot and humiliation mixed in. The art is still rough in spots, some faces look off, and sometimes the pacing feels like edging that goes too long, but when she’s standing half naked on a balcony letting some stranger grope her tits while traffic passes below, you forget all of that and just think “yeah, this guy really is Mr. SmallCock.”

Rich princess with too much money and zero shame suddenly lands in this crappy, noisy neighborhood like she took the wrong Uber and decided to stay. Fancy car, tight dress, tits screaming for attention, that annoying perfect hair. She acts like everyone around is trash, walks like the street is her personal runway, but her curtains are always a little open, lights never really off, and she either has no clue about privacy or wants you to watch. You play the broke guy next door who notices everything, mostly because the building is thin as paper and her moans kind of travel through the walls. At first she’s just this blonde pain in the ass that calls the cops on loud music, then suddenly she starts talking with weird people in suits in the hallway, hiding papers, whispering on the phone at night while half naked. That is when the game quietly tells you: yeah, man, this one has secrets, go dig.

The whole thing is basically about stalking her, but in that fun pervy way where you keep telling yourself “I’m just curious” while you are literally crouched near her window watching her rub herself on those expensive silk sheets. Early on you catch her in the bathroom through a small crack, pushing her fingers deep inside, pressed against the mirror, her ass bouncing while she bites her own shoulder to not scream. It’s not some soft romance either, she plays with herself like she’s angry, like she hates needing it. Then she pretends in public she is this cold upper-class bitch, but in private she humps pillows, grinds the bed, spreads her legs wide and pulls her own tits like they did something wrong. You collect pics, clips, little pieces of info, dig around her trash, check what she hides in drawers when she thinks nobody is looking. At some point you unlock this scene where she falls asleep in this tiny silk nightgown that rides up over her ass, and the game just gives you that terrible idea, you know which one. It does not handle it politely. You get close, feel her breathing, her nipple hard against the thin cloth while she is half passed out from wine, and the options there are not nice-boy material. If that kind of stuff turns you off, this game honestly does not care and keeps going.

There is a weird mix of mystery and porn here. One moment you are zooming in on her ass while she is bent over watering plants on the balcony, the next you are checking some shady document you snapped a photo of, trying to figure out who she is screwing over for cash. She is not just some trophy with big tits, she scams people, manipulates neighbors, flirts with older guys and then blackmails them when they get handsy. Kind of hot, kind of awful. You use that against her, obviously. Catch her touching herself while whispering the name of one of those men, record it, then corner her in the stairway, whisper in her ear exactly what she was doing with those fingers, show her the proof. She looks at you like she wants to claw your face, but her thighs rub together. That tension is the best part. A few scenes later you are behind her on the couch, shoving yourself between her cheeks while she pretends to resist, whispering that she hates you, and then suddenly she is grinding back and begging you not to stop. The “investigation” part is just an excuse to get to that level of control, standing over this rich bitch who thought she was untouchable, watching her on her knees with mascara running, tits bouncing while she chokes around your cock. It’s messy, wrong, dirty in a way that would get your Pornhub recommendations completely ruined, and it leans hard into the whole voyeur, sleep stuff, blackmail, neighbor tension without apologizing for any of it. Honestly I opened it just to check a scene or two, like I do with a lot of random adult games between Telegram notifs and Twitter doomscrolling, and ended up replaying the same balcony spying moment three times just because the way her ass jiggles when she leans over that rail hits something in the brain that Chrome incognito mode was invented for.

Okay so first thing - Clara's transformations are absolutely wild and completely caught me off guard. I mean, I went in expecting some standard dating sim stuff with childhood friend Nala moving in, maybe some typical romance routes, but holy shit when Clara starts appearing... her body changes are genuinely unsettling in the best possible way. Like, we're talking complete physical metamorphosis that made me question what I was even looking at. The AI-generated visuals actually work really well here because there's this uncanny valley effect that makes her supernatural presence feel legitimately creepy. I spent way too much time trying to figure out if there was a pattern to when she'd show up, and honestly the randomness makes it worse in a good way.

The desire system is pretty straightforward - you build up points with Nala through conversations and choices, unlock new outfits for her (and trust me, they're worth it), but the real hook is how the game constantly pulls you between moving forward with this sweet childhood friend setup and getting dragged back into trauma with Clara. Alan's just this regular dude stuck in a dead-end job, which makes the supernatural horror elements hit harder. One minute you're having a normal conversation about breakfast, next minute Clara's there looking like something from a fever dream. The affinity tracking gets complicated because sometimes being nice to Nala feels like betraying Clara's memory, even though she's literally haunting you.

What really gets me is how the game doesn't let you forget about Clara even when you're trying to focus on Nala's route. She'll just appear during intimate moments, completely transformed, and suddenly you're dealing with guilt and supernatural terror while trying to romance your childhood friend. The big tits and ass tags are definitely accurate for Nala's scenes, but Clara's transformations go way beyond normal proportions into genuinely disturbing territory. I keep going back trying different dialogue choices to see if I can somehow save both relationships, but the game seems determined to make you choose between healing and obsession.

Rich cougar goes from designer heels to broke in about two clicks, and the game just throws you into her mess like “yeah, figure it out, queen.” You’re playing this shameless older woman who clearly used to swim in money and champagne, and now she’s stuck doing small-time shop work, pretending she’s fine while she’s one rent bill away from selling literally everything except her dignity. Actually, scratch that, the whole fun here is watching that “dignity” get chipped away, one sleazy favor at a time. You start off with simple shifts and boring chores, but there’s always some guy a bit too close in the line, some “accidental” hand on her ass, some manager who likes to lean just a little too much. It’s all slow burn horny capitalism. You’re looking at the stats, juggling money, squinting at the screen like “ok what if I let him grope me this once and buy that sexy outfit, that’s basically investing right?”

What I like is how the protagonist isn’t some shy little anime blush-factory. She’s confident, maybe too confident, like she knows she’s hot and she’s using it. One moment she’s cursing her ex in her head, the next moment she’s in the gym stretching in front of some meathead to get a discount, pretending she’s not doing it on purpose. The gym scenes are actually wild. You go there thinking “ok, training, stamina, whatever,” and ten minutes later you’re in this situation where the trainer is basically treating her like a walking sex toy while she tries to act like this is just “part of the plan.” There’s this one scene on the treadmill where she’s trying to keep balance while a dude behind her is way too focused on her ass, and the camera angle is absolutely not about sports, let’s just say that. And the masturbation bits sneak up too, like she gets home from some gross day and instead of emo crying she pulls out her toys, scrolls some porn on her fake in-game phone, and goes to town. Kind of relatable, in a cursed way. I literally had Discord open on second monitor and still felt like I should lock my door.

The sandbox side is kinda scuffed but in a good trashy way. You’re juggling jobs, weird offers, “modeling,” borderline porn gigs, little errands that suddenly turn into sexual harassment scenes where you decide how far she goes. It feels more like a horny life simulator on a downward upward spiral. One path you’re letting guys squeeze her tits in some cramped storage room for a tiny cash bonus, another path you’re in a fancy office pretending this is “professional content creation” while the dude behind the camera zooms in on her big ass like it’s a nature documentary. The AI-styled CG sometimes looks almost too smooth, then next scene you get this goofy animated loop of her riding some guy like she’s grinding for XP, and it kind of slaps, not gonna lie. Some days the pacing is weird, like three great scenes then 20 minutes of clicking around the shop and gym, but that also makes the spicy stuff hit harder when it finally pops. I do wish there was an option to just ignore the serious “ambition and loss” story and lean full gremlin into being a total cash-hungry slut, but also her bitter inner monologue about money and aging and pride is what makes the scenes hit different when she lets guys use her body just to climb one more step. You open it for quick fap material, stay for “just one more event,” and suddenly you’re min-maxing how many times she gets groped before she mentally snaps, like some cursed horny accountant.

Ian wakes up in that cramped room again, phone in hand, bored out of his skull, lockdown bullshit outside, and the house full of women who act like they own his balls. Mom glides around like a queen in yoga pants that should honestly be illegal, pretending everything is “normal”, while the sisters treat him like a chew toy: mocking his morning wood, “accidentally” walking in on him, throwing his dirty boxers at his face, laughing when he blushes. At first it’s the usual routine, him jerking off quietly with one earbud in, Pornhub on low brightness, trying not to make the bed squeak while the whole place is just heavy with frustration he can’t do anything about. Then that stupid news report flashes on the TV, the one that changes the mood of the house from “haha, you loser” to “oh, we can really do this now” in about two seconds. You can almost feel the air getting sticky after that, like the walls are listening.

The fun part is how fast everyone drops the fake innocence. Mom starts leaning over the table more, her tits basically falling out while she “asks” him to help around the house. She knows he is staring at her ass when she bends, you can see that tiny smirk on her lips when she pretends not to. One sister starts using his room as her private dressing cabin, standing there in panties that barely count as clothing, talking to him about useless TikTok drama while she’s pulling on tight jeans that can barely contain her ass, and sometimes she “forgets” to close the zipper. Another one just goes straight for his ego, calling him her “little pet,” sitting on his lap, grinding casually like it’s nothing, then shoving him away and laughing when he’s hard and desperate. The game lets you decide if Ian finally bites back or just sinks deeper. You can make him talk back, pin them down, grab their throats lightly while they roll their eyes and moan anyway, or you keep him as the humiliated toy that wipes their cum off the floor and thanks them for letting him taste it. It’s not soft at all when they decide to break him either, they bully him about his size, make him cum in his own underwear, force him to stay like that while they keep teasing. Sometimes the “jokes” go too far and the game just shrugs and keeps going, which honestly fits.

What really got me was how the house turns into this messy sandbox of power games. One evening you have Mom on the couch, drunk on wine, kind of needy, pulling his hand under her shirt and telling him he’s “such a good boy,” and you can go from that gentle milf worship to making her kneel on the floor and open her mouth because you’re tired of her acting like she’s in charge. The next day his sister corners him in the bathroom, locks the door, sits on the sink with her legs open and says “lick or I scream,” and if you play it submissive she’ll ride his face until he can’t breathe and snap a selfie with mascara running, using him like a sex toy. Or you flip it and make him grab her hips, eat her out just enough and then refuse to let her cum, walking away while she’s shaking and pissed. There’s a nasty humor running through the whole thing, little lines where they mock each other, highlight how fucked up the situation is, then just double down on it. One moment you’re laughing at a stupid meme reference during a blowjob, next moment you’re making the whole family kneel in front of the TV like some twisted worship scene, or you’re the one on your knees, jerking off while they compare his dick to guys on OnlyFans and rate him like a product. It’s all cramped rooms, soft couches, phone screens lighting up sweaty skin, masturbation in the shower while someone knocks on the door asking what’s taking so long. It feels like being locked in a porn fantasy that forgot where the line was supposed to be, and no one in that house is actually looking for it anyway.

Diamond Memories is one of those messy, horny school VNs where you start thinking “ok, this is just boobs and jokes”, and then somehow you’re three scenes later watching a girl you actually like sucking off some random guy in a filthy alley behind the karaoke bar while her phone lights up with messages from her clueless boyfriend. The tone whiplash is kind of the charm. One minute you get goofy banter about exams and uniforms, next minute you’re staring at an AI-generated CG of a girl with huge tits kneeling between the thighs of a dude twice her size, her mascara running and her hand “accidentally” wrapped around a second cock coming in from the side. The art has that slightly uncanny AI thing going on if you zoom too much, but honestly it works for this. It feels like stolen porn pics mixed into a VN, which is funny and also kinda sleazy in the right way. Text is where it sells the scenes anyway. They actually let the teasing breathe: the slow hand sliding under the desk, the first time a shy girl gets groped on a crowded bus and freezes, then presses her thighs together instead of moving away. It’s not subtle, but the pacing of corruption is better than in half the “serious” NTR games on F95.

What I really liked is the multiple protagonist angle. You bounce around the four girls, and sometimes you realize only later that the guy who was so “nice” in one route is the same asshole lining up a cheap group sex deal with her behind her back in another. There is a school setting, yeah, but the story spends more time outside than I expected: cheap hotels, love hotels, back seats, the usual. One girl’s arc goes from innocent masturbation in her room, trying to copy what she watched on some shitty Pornhub clone, to doing a paid titfuck for an older man she met in a chat app. The shift is believable enough that it stings a bit, especially if you played her “pure” path first. Humor is just dirty and juvenile in a good way. Characters crack jokes about interracial porn tags, the size difference, even the fact that one guy is clearly modeled after those meme stepbro actors. And then that same scene turns halfway serious when she realizes she kind of likes having two cocks fighting for the inside of her mouth. If you came for romantic VN fluff, you picked the wrong door. Cheating is not a side flavor here, it’s practically the main meal. There are moments where the boyfriend is just a text bubble on the screen, sending heart emojis, while the girl is pinned against a locker getting fucked raw, trying not to moan too loud. The game doesn’t pretend it’s “morally complicated”, it just lets shit happen and you sit there with your dick in your hand feeling way more conflicted than the characters. I wish the UI for choosing scenes was less clunky, but whatever, I keep going back to that one classroom blowjob scene where the teacher almost walks in and she pulls off his cock at the last second, cum splashing on her notebook with her math homework. I still laugh at that. And yeah, it stains the page and the next time you see the notebook, it’s still there. Little detail, totally unnecessary, but that’s the kind of thing that makes this whole trashy package stick in your head.

Elizabeth’s life is already fucked before you even click “next”. Twenty five years married, kids, the whole “good wife” mask, and in like two scenes it all goes straight to hell when Carl lands in jail and the bills start breathing down her neck. The game doesn’t waste time pretending this is a fairy tale. It just throws her into this constant low-key panic where every choice you make feels like, “Ok, who’s she gonna disappoint now, herself or her family?” And yeah, while you’re trying to keep the electricity on, the camera is taking its sweet time on her body. She’s got that thick, soft, very-much-a-mom kind of figure, big tits pushing against too-tight blouses, curves that scream “I don’t go to the gym but somehow I look better than girls who do,” and you feel dirty as hell watching her bend over to pick something up while her son is literally in the next room. It’s got this whole voyeur thing going, like you’re catching all these moments she would never admit to anyone, especially not herself.

What I liked is that the lewd stuff doesn’t just jump out of nowhere. You’ll be going through some boring money talk, listening to her worry about debts, and then suddenly the guy she’s talking to is standing just a bit too close, his hand a bit too low on her back, your cursor hovering over that “let it slide” option just a little too long. And if you choose the horny route, the game really leans into it. There’s groping that feels wrong in that “I should look away but I won’t” kind of way, scenes where she pretends to resist for like five seconds and then melts when fingers slip under her skirt, or when she ends up on her knees trying to “thank” someone for helping with a loan, and the camera just sits there on her lips, spit, that messy eye contact. But the best part is how it knows you’re a creep. Half the time you’re seeing things through half-open doors, bathroom mirrors, cracked bedroom doors. You’ll catch her touching herself quietly after a long day, trying not to make noise because her daughter might wake up, or you’ll watch her change clothes while someone else in the house is clearly awake, and you just sit there like some invisible perv that the game is absolutely enabling. It pretends to be about hard choices and survival and all that, but most of the time, you’re really waiting for the next chance to push her one step further over that line she swears she’ll never cross.