A Wish Come True v0.7
Bella starts this summer as the kind of girl everyone pretends not to see. Soft, quiet, hiding inside baggy clothes and headphones, shuffling between campus and home with her eyes on the floor. Big body, small voice. Guys bump into her in the hallway and only say sorry to her books. Professors forget her name. She knows exactly how invisible she is, and it hurts more because she is still a virgin and her head is full of dirty thoughts she never dares to say out loud. Porn tabs minimized, vibrator hidden under thick sweaters, searching for “romantic first time” and then ending up watching girls choking on thick cocks and wondering why that turns her on so much. Then she goes to her grandmother’s little house in the middle of nowhere, expecting boring tea and old photos, and instead gets told that every woman in her family can ask a goddess to rewrite her body. Not her grades, not her personality. Her curves. Her tits. Her ass. Bella goes to sleep fat, shy and untouched, and wakes up with a waist her hands can wrap around, a huge ass that fights every pair of panties she owns, and breasts so heavy and perfect they spill out of the old comfy bra before she can even hook it. Same quiet girl, now trapped inside a body built for sin.
Returning home with that body is where the real corruption starts. The game leans hard into that contrast: she still thinks like the girl who sat in the back row, but every guy around her is suddenly staring at her chest first and her eyes second, if at all. Walking through campus is a whole event now. You actually feel the moment she realizes her tits bounce under her top, and there is this little scene with her trying to hold her notebook against her chest, pretending it is about modesty while the outline of her big boobs presses against the paper. Andrew, the childhood friend, tries very hard to keep his eyes on her face, but his jeans say something else. You get to decide how long he keeps pretending. Do you make her tease him, bending over just a bit too much, letting that big ass push against his lap when they sit on the couch playing some “innocent” co-op game, acting like she has no idea his cock is rock hard under the blanket? Or does she stay clueless longer, only slowly noticing that every time she leans forward his voice cracks and he has to adjust himself, and she goes home and masturbates to the memory of the bulge, fucking herself with her fingers and imagining what his big dick would feel like stretching her tight, untouched pussy until she can’t stay quiet anymore?
The tone swings nicely between fantasy and awkward, which fits her pretty well. One path can keep her sweet and romantic: slow kisses in her bedroom with the door half open, her sitting on top of Andrew, oversized hoodie sliding up to show the curve of her big ass, his hands shaking when he finally cups her massive tits for the first time through her bra, almost worshipping them. Her first blowjob can be shy and messy, drool on his stomach, her gagging a little on the size but pushing deeper because seeing him lose control hits something deep inside her. Another path lets her taste what happens when a girl with an hourglass bombshell body realizes the world is full of horny men who stopped seeing her as “that chubby quiet one” and now just see a walking fantasy. Older neighbor with thick forearms blurting out compliments when she bends over to pick up the mail, professor who suddenly offers “private tutoring” and stares at her cleavage the whole time, random jock who used to bump past her without looking and now can’t stop DMing her late at night asking what her new bra size is. You can play Bella as scared but curious, or as slowly addicted to the power of making big, muscular guys stutter just by crossing her legs and letting them imagine how that tight, newly shaped pussy would squeeze them. There is real romance if you want it, but there is also the dirty thrill of a former nobody riding a cock on a cheap mattress, big breasts bouncing, moaning too loud, thinking “I used to be invisible” right as she feels hot cum fill her for the first time and realizes her whole life can revolve around who gets to fuck this new body next.
Returning home with that body is where the real corruption starts. The game leans hard into that contrast: she still thinks like the girl who sat in the back row, but every guy around her is suddenly staring at her chest first and her eyes second, if at all. Walking through campus is a whole event now. You actually feel the moment she realizes her tits bounce under her top, and there is this little scene with her trying to hold her notebook against her chest, pretending it is about modesty while the outline of her big boobs presses against the paper. Andrew, the childhood friend, tries very hard to keep his eyes on her face, but his jeans say something else. You get to decide how long he keeps pretending. Do you make her tease him, bending over just a bit too much, letting that big ass push against his lap when they sit on the couch playing some “innocent” co-op game, acting like she has no idea his cock is rock hard under the blanket? Or does she stay clueless longer, only slowly noticing that every time she leans forward his voice cracks and he has to adjust himself, and she goes home and masturbates to the memory of the bulge, fucking herself with her fingers and imagining what his big dick would feel like stretching her tight, untouched pussy until she can’t stay quiet anymore?
The tone swings nicely between fantasy and awkward, which fits her pretty well. One path can keep her sweet and romantic: slow kisses in her bedroom with the door half open, her sitting on top of Andrew, oversized hoodie sliding up to show the curve of her big ass, his hands shaking when he finally cups her massive tits for the first time through her bra, almost worshipping them. Her first blowjob can be shy and messy, drool on his stomach, her gagging a little on the size but pushing deeper because seeing him lose control hits something deep inside her. Another path lets her taste what happens when a girl with an hourglass bombshell body realizes the world is full of horny men who stopped seeing her as “that chubby quiet one” and now just see a walking fantasy. Older neighbor with thick forearms blurting out compliments when she bends over to pick up the mail, professor who suddenly offers “private tutoring” and stares at her cleavage the whole time, random jock who used to bump past her without looking and now can’t stop DMing her late at night asking what her new bra size is. You can play Bella as scared but curious, or as slowly addicted to the power of making big, muscular guys stutter just by crossing her legs and letting them imagine how that tight, newly shaped pussy would squeeze them. There is real romance if you want it, but there is also the dirty thrill of a former nobody riding a cock on a cheap mattress, big breasts bouncing, moaning too loud, thinking “I used to be invisible” right as she feels hot cum fill her for the first time and realizes her whole life can revolve around who gets to fuck this new body next.
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★★☆☆☆
Opportunities to Stuff v0.04.4
This one feels like someone took a comfy slice‑of‑life drama, locked it in a room, fed it way too much dessert, tied it up with a bunch of horny ideas about control, and then just let it slowly swell until nobody fits their old clothes anymore. You’re not just clicking through porn scenes here, you’re basically sliding into people’s lives and messing with the one thing they’re trying to keep steady: food, routine, and how much space their bodies are taking up. Girls start out “normal” chubby, then your choices quietly push them toward soft bellies, thicker thighs, boobs pressing against uniforms that really need new sizes. It’s not a sudden cartoon inflation, more like, one more snack, one more late-night delivery, one more “you look fine, trust me”, and you blink and go, ok, she actually grew a lot. The game leans hard into that mix of comfort and shame: they talk about being tired, about stress, about wanting to feel wanted, and you’re there like the little devil on their shoulder, handing them another plate and acting like it’s totally no big deal.
What makes it hit different is how slow and personal it feels. Conversations drag you in, they’re not just “click to fuck”. You’re asking about their day, about work, about why they always order the same greasy thing from that food app even when they swear they’re going to “eat better”. Then, little by little, they start trusting you. Letting you decide what they eat, how much, when they skip the gym. Sometimes it’s honestly sweet: you comfort a stressed girl with a big meal and she melts a bit, leans on you, tummy peeking when she slumps on the couch. Other times it’s darker, like when you nudge someone past the point she’s comfortable with and she still says yes because you’re the one paying attention to her. The control side sneaks in there: you choosing her portions, you telling her she looks beautiful tied to a chair, arms behind her, cheeks full of cake, belly pushing out, and she’s half embarrassed, half turned on. There is a harem structure going on, but it never feels like some clean checklist. It’s messy, like juggling chats, trying not to mix up who likes being praised for getting thicker and who is still pretending this is “temporary stress weight” while you’re literally the one making sure it isn’t. At some point you realize you’re basically running a quiet little cult of comfort eating and pretty captives, and the wild part is how normal it all felt on the way there.
What makes it hit different is how slow and personal it feels. Conversations drag you in, they’re not just “click to fuck”. You’re asking about their day, about work, about why they always order the same greasy thing from that food app even when they swear they’re going to “eat better”. Then, little by little, they start trusting you. Letting you decide what they eat, how much, when they skip the gym. Sometimes it’s honestly sweet: you comfort a stressed girl with a big meal and she melts a bit, leans on you, tummy peeking when she slumps on the couch. Other times it’s darker, like when you nudge someone past the point she’s comfortable with and she still says yes because you’re the one paying attention to her. The control side sneaks in there: you choosing her portions, you telling her she looks beautiful tied to a chair, arms behind her, cheeks full of cake, belly pushing out, and she’s half embarrassed, half turned on. There is a harem structure going on, but it never feels like some clean checklist. It’s messy, like juggling chats, trying not to mix up who likes being praised for getting thicker and who is still pretending this is “temporary stress weight” while you’re literally the one making sure it isn’t. At some point you realize you’re basically running a quiet little cult of comfort eating and pretty captives, and the wild part is how normal it all felt on the way there.
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👁 418
★★★☆☆
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Peaches Are Not the Only Fruit v0.07
New town, new job, new giant horny mess. The whole thing starts with you dragging your tired ass into this weirdly serious pharma company, Palmer-Pharma, while every single woman around you looks like she escaped from a “thick and dangerous” catalog. The boss wants to see you on Sunday, which already screams “this is not about paperwork, honey,” your phone is gone, you barely know where you sleep tonight, and then you meet your landlady with hips that could cause traffic accidents. Game’s like: welcome, you are stressed, lost, and also surrounded by big tits and asses that do not believe in subtlety. Real HR problem, but in a fun way.
Once you start moving around town, it turns into this slow, horny tour of every curvy grown woman in a ten-mile radius. None of that barely-legal nonsense, these are women who pay bills, remember your schedule, and still somehow have time to pin you to the sofa and jerk you off while complaining about their ex. One moment you’re talking about lab procedures with the assistant who pretends to be all serious, glasses and clipboard, and next thing, she’s teasing you with that “oh, is that for me?” look, brushing her hand over your bulge and pretending it’s an accident. The receptionist? She switches from snarky gatekeeper to “I locked the door, now sit on this chair and don’t talk” while she kneels between your legs and takes her sweet time with her mouth. And she does that thing where she stops right before you cum, smiles, then goes back like she’s tasting wine. That detail annoyed me in the best way and I swear I’m still mad about it. I’m also still thinking about that barmaid, the one who hands you a drink, leans over the counter with her huge boobs almost falling out, and spends five minutes just playing with your self-control. Like, she’ll casually press her soft belly against you on the way past, whisper something filthy in your ear, then pretend she said nothing. The scenes go from handjobs on sagging couches, lazy morning oral with messy hair and no makeup, to hard, slow vaginal sex where the camera really loves the jiggle, the folds, the way big asses move when you’re deep inside. It’s not shy about any of it. There are choices everywhere, which you will totally forget about because your brain has turned into “which thick woman do I fuck today” mode, but those choices actually branch out into different scenes and endings, so your horny indecision has consequences. Also, I keep thinking about that one tiny animation where the landlady adjusts her top after you finish on her chest, like she gives this little “ugh, men” smile, wipes it with a tissue, and I spent far too long replaying that instead of doing literally anything useful. Anyway. The whole thing feels like you got dropped into a town where every chubby, soft, mature woman secretly wants to either mother you a bit, or ride you until you forget your name, sometimes both in the same scene, and yes, it’s a mess, but it’s my kind of mess.
Once you start moving around town, it turns into this slow, horny tour of every curvy grown woman in a ten-mile radius. None of that barely-legal nonsense, these are women who pay bills, remember your schedule, and still somehow have time to pin you to the sofa and jerk you off while complaining about their ex. One moment you’re talking about lab procedures with the assistant who pretends to be all serious, glasses and clipboard, and next thing, she’s teasing you with that “oh, is that for me?” look, brushing her hand over your bulge and pretending it’s an accident. The receptionist? She switches from snarky gatekeeper to “I locked the door, now sit on this chair and don’t talk” while she kneels between your legs and takes her sweet time with her mouth. And she does that thing where she stops right before you cum, smiles, then goes back like she’s tasting wine. That detail annoyed me in the best way and I swear I’m still mad about it. I’m also still thinking about that barmaid, the one who hands you a drink, leans over the counter with her huge boobs almost falling out, and spends five minutes just playing with your self-control. Like, she’ll casually press her soft belly against you on the way past, whisper something filthy in your ear, then pretend she said nothing. The scenes go from handjobs on sagging couches, lazy morning oral with messy hair and no makeup, to hard, slow vaginal sex where the camera really loves the jiggle, the folds, the way big asses move when you’re deep inside. It’s not shy about any of it. There are choices everywhere, which you will totally forget about because your brain has turned into “which thick woman do I fuck today” mode, but those choices actually branch out into different scenes and endings, so your horny indecision has consequences. Also, I keep thinking about that one tiny animation where the landlady adjusts her top after you finish on her chest, like she gives this little “ugh, men” smile, wipes it with a tissue, and I spent far too long replaying that instead of doing literally anything useful. Anyway. The whole thing feels like you got dropped into a town where every chubby, soft, mature woman secretly wants to either mother you a bit, or ride you until you forget your name, sometimes both in the same scene, and yes, it’s a mess, but it’s my kind of mess.
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Beachfront v0.4
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.
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.
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★★★★★
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