Cross Dimensions v0.10 Alpha
This thing looks at you like some horny multiverse Tinder that went off the rails. You start as this pretty average dude, nothing heroic, nothing super broken, just that familiar "why are all these famous cartoon girls in my life now" energy. And then suddenly you’re stuck clicking around rooms, messing with a weird cube, and Rias is standing there with her boobs basically breaking gravity and you’re still pretending you’re interested in the plot. We tried to, for like five minutes. Then she bent over and the conversation system honestly became background noise.
The whole vibe is like some fanfiction thread escaped from Reddit and someone turned it into a point and click. There’s no huge tutorial slapping your face, you just poke at stuff. One moment you are trying to figure out what this ancient being in the cube wants from you, next moment you’re in what looks like a cheap school corridor and Rias is "thanking" you with a sloppy blowjob that gets more detailed than it has any right to. Her tits are huge, obviously, but they actually use that in scenes, not just as decoration. She presses them against you when you choose some dumb dialogue option and somehow it feels like the game is laughing at you while still making you hard. Then suddenly you’re with Raven, and she has that deadpan "I hate everything" look while you’re corrupting her bit by bit, talking her into small things first, like a kiss, a little groping, until she’s kneeling and the game quietly slides into full-on throat fucking with her mascara almost ruined. It looks wrong in a hot way, like you caught a wholesome Cartoon Network show sneaking off behind the gym to suck dick.
The AI art is kinda obvious sometimes. You can see fingers going weird in one CG, and Gwen’s nose changes shape between scenes like she’s got three different plastic surgeons on payroll. But then there’s this one moment with Starfire riding you, all orange skin and messy hair, and her face is half pure love and half cock-drunk, and suddenly the AI thing stops mattering. Animations are not crazy smooth, but that almost works, it reminds us of those old flash hentai games on Newgrounds you’d play in a hidden browser window at school. You click the wrong thing sometimes and trigger a repeat line or a half-broken transition, and it’s a bit annoying, but then Gwen is pushing your head between her thighs in some Total Drama crossover nonsense and complaining about how "this better improve my rating", and the scene just lands. Dialog is weird: sometimes actually funny, sometimes cringe as hell, especially when it tries to be deep about romance, like, nobody is here to think about emotions while Rias is spitting cum back on your shaft. But that contrast, this half-serious "save the ancient being" quest wrapped around corrupted waifus from your teen years, kind of sticks in your brain. We kept clicking, not really sure if we care about the cube, just wanting to see how far the game will drag each girl from cute to ruined, and honestly it goes pretty far.
The whole vibe is like some fanfiction thread escaped from Reddit and someone turned it into a point and click. There’s no huge tutorial slapping your face, you just poke at stuff. One moment you are trying to figure out what this ancient being in the cube wants from you, next moment you’re in what looks like a cheap school corridor and Rias is "thanking" you with a sloppy blowjob that gets more detailed than it has any right to. Her tits are huge, obviously, but they actually use that in scenes, not just as decoration. She presses them against you when you choose some dumb dialogue option and somehow it feels like the game is laughing at you while still making you hard. Then suddenly you’re with Raven, and she has that deadpan "I hate everything" look while you’re corrupting her bit by bit, talking her into small things first, like a kiss, a little groping, until she’s kneeling and the game quietly slides into full-on throat fucking with her mascara almost ruined. It looks wrong in a hot way, like you caught a wholesome Cartoon Network show sneaking off behind the gym to suck dick.
The AI art is kinda obvious sometimes. You can see fingers going weird in one CG, and Gwen’s nose changes shape between scenes like she’s got three different plastic surgeons on payroll. But then there’s this one moment with Starfire riding you, all orange skin and messy hair, and her face is half pure love and half cock-drunk, and suddenly the AI thing stops mattering. Animations are not crazy smooth, but that almost works, it reminds us of those old flash hentai games on Newgrounds you’d play in a hidden browser window at school. You click the wrong thing sometimes and trigger a repeat line or a half-broken transition, and it’s a bit annoying, but then Gwen is pushing your head between her thighs in some Total Drama crossover nonsense and complaining about how "this better improve my rating", and the scene just lands. Dialog is weird: sometimes actually funny, sometimes cringe as hell, especially when it tries to be deep about romance, like, nobody is here to think about emotions while Rias is spitting cum back on your shaft. But that contrast, this half-serious "save the ancient being" quest wrapped around corrupted waifus from your teen years, kind of sticks in your brain. We kept clicking, not really sure if we care about the cube, just wanting to see how far the game will drag each girl from cute to ruined, and honestly it goes pretty far.
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👁 672
★★★☆☆
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👁 94.4K
★★★★★
Island of Desire v0.2
Nyvalis looks harmless at first, like one of those cozy fantasy islands from a chill JRPG. Then you realize it is basically a giant thirst trap built by a dying fertility goddess who is way too desperate to see some dick. You drop in as this guy who literally just died, no memories worth a damn, suddenly surrounded by women who haven’t seen a real man in generations and treat you like a mix of sacred relic, breeding tool, and slightly confused porn star. It feels a bit like if a hentai doujin and a low-budget fantasy VN had a messy baby on Patreon, with enough humor to stop it from feeling too serious while still going pretty hard on the whole “your cum might save our people” thing. The game knows exactly what it is: harem fantasy with a fantasy gloss, a lot of boob physics, and a main character who keeps pretending he’s overwhelmed while drilling anything the goddess points at.
The whole corruption angle is more playful than edgy. You start with these kind, almost holy priestess types and then slowly you push them into slutty territory, and they pretend to resist but their clothes keep getting shorter, their tits keep getting more on display, and pretty soon the “ritual blessing” is just you ramming them from behind in some temple while stained glass reflects on her huge ass. There is male domination here, but it’s the porn version: they beg, they tease, they act innocent, then you grab their hair, push them to their knees, feel that wet tongue around your cock and the game doesn’t shy away from showing the spit and the twitching. First time you cum in one of them the camera goes in close, you get that POV rush, her legs shaking, your cum leaking out while she clutches her belly because fertility goddess magic is doing its thing. Later, when pregnancy actually kicks in, it’s kind of wild how casual they treat it. “Oh, I’m knocked up now, we should celebrate” and your celebration is literally a titfuck on the balcony while she talks about “expanding the tribe” with your next load. I liked that. It feels like fan-service written by someone who actually watches hentai instead of just reading tags on F95.
I’m not gonna lie, the game is rough in spots. Some animations look great when you’re fucking a MILF priestess from a low POV, watching her tits bounce while she rides, but then another scene has three girls in a group sex ritual and suddenly one head is clipping through an arm and you’re like, “Ok, sure, we’re doing PS2 energy now.” I still replayed that scene, though. The group stuff is fun because they lean into the whole “village of desperate women” vibe: one girl is sucking you off while another strokes your balls, and a third is pressed against your back, whispering that the goddess is watching, and you kind of feel like a hentai protagonist who accidentally downloaded the harem DLC. One minor thing that annoyed me for zero logical reason: the way one of the girls keeps doing this half-laughing “teehee” sound right before you shove your cock between her tits. I don’t know why, it just pulled me out of it every single time and I kept waiting for an option to tell her to shut up and just squeeze, but nope, it never shows up. The transformation bits are a fun surprise too, like when Seraphyne tweaks a girl’s body mid-routine, giving her even bigger tits or changing her ears, and the scene keeps going as if “sorry, goddess just upgraded your ass” is an everyday thing. It feels dirty in that cosplay way, like trying on different versions of the same waifu. The humor keeps popping in at weird times, like you’re balls deep in a “holy ceremony” handjob, and the girl starts cracking a joke about you being the only guy alive who has to rest between rounds while the entire island is waiting for creampies. But that chaos is kinda why I kept playing; it never feels clean or perfectly planned, more like horny fantasy scribbles that somehow became a game, which honestly fits the whole fertility goddess losing her mind and dragging a dead dude across dimensions just so she can watch a village of big tit, big ass girls fight over his dick.
The whole corruption angle is more playful than edgy. You start with these kind, almost holy priestess types and then slowly you push them into slutty territory, and they pretend to resist but their clothes keep getting shorter, their tits keep getting more on display, and pretty soon the “ritual blessing” is just you ramming them from behind in some temple while stained glass reflects on her huge ass. There is male domination here, but it’s the porn version: they beg, they tease, they act innocent, then you grab their hair, push them to their knees, feel that wet tongue around your cock and the game doesn’t shy away from showing the spit and the twitching. First time you cum in one of them the camera goes in close, you get that POV rush, her legs shaking, your cum leaking out while she clutches her belly because fertility goddess magic is doing its thing. Later, when pregnancy actually kicks in, it’s kind of wild how casual they treat it. “Oh, I’m knocked up now, we should celebrate” and your celebration is literally a titfuck on the balcony while she talks about “expanding the tribe” with your next load. I liked that. It feels like fan-service written by someone who actually watches hentai instead of just reading tags on F95.
I’m not gonna lie, the game is rough in spots. Some animations look great when you’re fucking a MILF priestess from a low POV, watching her tits bounce while she rides, but then another scene has three girls in a group sex ritual and suddenly one head is clipping through an arm and you’re like, “Ok, sure, we’re doing PS2 energy now.” I still replayed that scene, though. The group stuff is fun because they lean into the whole “village of desperate women” vibe: one girl is sucking you off while another strokes your balls, and a third is pressed against your back, whispering that the goddess is watching, and you kind of feel like a hentai protagonist who accidentally downloaded the harem DLC. One minor thing that annoyed me for zero logical reason: the way one of the girls keeps doing this half-laughing “teehee” sound right before you shove your cock between her tits. I don’t know why, it just pulled me out of it every single time and I kept waiting for an option to tell her to shut up and just squeeze, but nope, it never shows up. The transformation bits are a fun surprise too, like when Seraphyne tweaks a girl’s body mid-routine, giving her even bigger tits or changing her ears, and the scene keeps going as if “sorry, goddess just upgraded your ass” is an everyday thing. It feels dirty in that cosplay way, like trying on different versions of the same waifu. The humor keeps popping in at weird times, like you’re balls deep in a “holy ceremony” handjob, and the girl starts cracking a joke about you being the only guy alive who has to rest between rounds while the entire island is waiting for creampies. But that chaos is kinda why I kept playing; it never feels clean or perfectly planned, more like horny fantasy scribbles that somehow became a game, which honestly fits the whole fertility goddess losing her mind and dragging a dead dude across dimensions just so she can watch a village of big tit, big ass girls fight over his dick.
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👁 320
★★★★★
My Roman Empire v0.01.07
Caligula as porn game sounds like a shitpost idea, but it kinda works here. You play this cocky little psychopath prince who climbs to emperor while his dick basically makes half the decisions. It is not subtle. The game throws you into old Rome where every corridor, bath, balcony feels like someone either just fucked there or is about to. You’re mostly in first person as a male MC, and it leans heavy into voyeur stuff: you watching, you being watched, you pretending you “accidentally” walked in on something even though you clearly followed them. There’s this scene early where you spy on a noble girl getting “examined” by a tutor, she’s still technically virgin so he’s using fingers and tongue, and instead of feeling romantic it’s like you’re watching a lamb get slowly trained for slaughter. That mix of history flavor and really dirty sex is the whole mood.
The game uses real model faces blended with AI art and it’s weirdly hot. Sometimes uncanny, sometimes perfect. One of the slave girls has this expression that looks like an OnlyFans selfie pasted into a Roman villa and I still liked it. It helps with the corruption stuff too, because you see the same girl going from shy, eyes down, clutching her sheet, to later on taking your cock between her tits while also jerking another guy with one hand and trying to keep a straight face for the “public ceremony”. Half the corruption is you pushing them, half is them realizing they like being treated as property. Oral scenes are constant, like the dev just really loves mouths. Short, messy blowjobs in side rooms, drawn out “serve your emperor” worship scenes in public baths, one priestess forced to suck you off on the temple steps while people pretend to not notice. I ranked that one pretty high on my own little spreadsheet, right next to some crazy challenge I did in HuniePop years ago where I tried to unlock every CG before checking Discord for a whole day. Yeah, I lost that challenge. I never learn.
Sex variety is honestly nicer than I expected from a historical setting. Vaginal is everywhere of course, but anal slips in when girls are still “saving” their virginity for some political marriage. There’s one wedding-night scene where you take the bride from behind in a dark side chamber while the official groom is busy drinking in the banquet hall, and the writing goes heavy on the power trip. You plug her ass so she can still technically go to her husband “pure” and she’s half crying, half pushing back. I liked that they didn’t pretend she was totally into it from the start. Same with the forced and male dom scenes: it doesn’t sugarcoat it; sometimes it’s clearly abuse, sometimes it slides into exhibitionism and she starts showing off her body to the crowd because that’s the only way she can feel in control. The game keeps shoving you into public humiliation bits: making girls stroke you under the table in Senate, commanding a handjob in front of a chained rival, walking a naked slave through a garden while senators stare. At one point you jerk off alone after an execution, watching the blood drip while you remember a previous titfuck scene with the victim, and I caught myself thinking “ok, that’s actually fucked” then clicked next anyway. The only thing that really annoyed me was a tiny UI sound on choice buttons, this stupid click that feels like some cheap mobile app from 2014, and now every time it plays I lose the mood for a second and mentally open Twitter. I still keep chasing the filthiest route like it’s a leaderboard and I’m trying to speedrun how fast I can ruin every “good” girl in Rome, but yeah, that little click noise lives rent free in my skull.
The game uses real model faces blended with AI art and it’s weirdly hot. Sometimes uncanny, sometimes perfect. One of the slave girls has this expression that looks like an OnlyFans selfie pasted into a Roman villa and I still liked it. It helps with the corruption stuff too, because you see the same girl going from shy, eyes down, clutching her sheet, to later on taking your cock between her tits while also jerking another guy with one hand and trying to keep a straight face for the “public ceremony”. Half the corruption is you pushing them, half is them realizing they like being treated as property. Oral scenes are constant, like the dev just really loves mouths. Short, messy blowjobs in side rooms, drawn out “serve your emperor” worship scenes in public baths, one priestess forced to suck you off on the temple steps while people pretend to not notice. I ranked that one pretty high on my own little spreadsheet, right next to some crazy challenge I did in HuniePop years ago where I tried to unlock every CG before checking Discord for a whole day. Yeah, I lost that challenge. I never learn.
Sex variety is honestly nicer than I expected from a historical setting. Vaginal is everywhere of course, but anal slips in when girls are still “saving” their virginity for some political marriage. There’s one wedding-night scene where you take the bride from behind in a dark side chamber while the official groom is busy drinking in the banquet hall, and the writing goes heavy on the power trip. You plug her ass so she can still technically go to her husband “pure” and she’s half crying, half pushing back. I liked that they didn’t pretend she was totally into it from the start. Same with the forced and male dom scenes: it doesn’t sugarcoat it; sometimes it’s clearly abuse, sometimes it slides into exhibitionism and she starts showing off her body to the crowd because that’s the only way she can feel in control. The game keeps shoving you into public humiliation bits: making girls stroke you under the table in Senate, commanding a handjob in front of a chained rival, walking a naked slave through a garden while senators stare. At one point you jerk off alone after an execution, watching the blood drip while you remember a previous titfuck scene with the victim, and I caught myself thinking “ok, that’s actually fucked” then clicked next anyway. The only thing that really annoyed me was a tiny UI sound on choice buttons, this stupid click that feels like some cheap mobile app from 2014, and now every time it plays I lose the mood for a second and mentally open Twitter. I still keep chasing the filthiest route like it’s a leaderboard and I’m trying to speedrun how fast I can ruin every “good” girl in Rome, but yeah, that little click noise lives rent free in my skull.
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👁 118
★★★★★
Kruz City v0.2
KRUZ CITY feels like that dirty daydream you get on a long bus ride when your mind starts drifting and you suddenly remember how much you like soft skin and the sound of someone breathing right in your ear. It starts pretty tame: you come back to your hometown after being basically locked in this brutal sports camp, muscles sore, balls even more sore, pretending you care about training drills when actually you’re just thinking about thighs and lips and the smell of shampoo on a pillow. The moment you arrive, the place looks normal on the surface, but every corner feels loaded with some secret. A door half open, a shower running too long, a bedroom light still on at night where it really shouldn’t be. You walk around thinking you’re just exploring a city, and suddenly you’re peeking through a window and realizing this older woman you kinda remember from childhood is kneeling between some guy’s legs, tits pressed against his thighs, and you feel that hot stab of jealousy and arousal at the same time. It’s not subtle about it, which honestly I liked. The game doesn’t treat you like a kid.
What stuck to my brain is how physical everything feels. There’s this scene where you finally get a “private” moment with one of the milfs, and it starts with something simple, like her fingers brushing your hand while she hands you a drink. That tiny touch, just skin on skin, makes the whole screen feel heavier. Then it moves to her sitting too close, your leg pressed against her soft thigh, and when she shifts her weight you can almost feel that warm pressure slide across you. When she wraps her fingers around you for the first time, it’s slow, like she’s testing how far she can go, thumb rubbing the tip, palm squeezing just a bit too tight. You actually notice silly stuff, like the way her tits bounce a little when she changes grip, or how her ass digs into the couch when she leans forward to whisper something filthy, hot breath on your neck. And because the game likes to mess with your head, sometimes you’re watching this from a distance instead, hidden in the dark, seeing her do the exact same teasing moves on another guy. That part hits different. There’s this ugly, horny twist in your chest, like your stomach drops and your cock twitches at the same time, especially when she moans his name in a voice you thought was just for you. I wish I could say I hated it. I didn’t.
Kinda funny how often it plays with that “am I a good guy or just a horny bastard” feeling. One night you’re sneaking into a room, lights low, hearing soft breathing and wondering if you should really be here. The girl is half asleep, big ass barely covered by a thin sheet, one leg bent, panties riding up just enough to show the curve of her pussy. You slide your hand along her thigh, and the game lets you push it, fingertip by fingertip, until you’re rubbing her through the fabric, feeling that damp spot grow. She shifts, murmurs something, and you’re holding your breath, completely still, like if you don’t move she’ll keep pretending she’s asleep. That mixture of guilt and raw need is all over this thing. Same with the foot stuff: one of the women casually puts her bare foot in your lap while she talks about something boring, heel resting right on your crotch, and pretends not to notice as her toes start to curl and press. You try to focus on the dialogue, but all you can think about is how the ball of her foot grinds down just a bit harder every time you answer wrong. Sometimes you end up just jerking off alone after, pants around your ankles, staring at your phone, replaying a clip of her sucking someone else off, spit running down her chin. Honestly, I got stuck way too long in one early masturbation scene because the rhythm of her handjob was just that perfect, fingers twisting, wrist pumping faster while she stares you dead in the eyes like she owns you. And the worst part is you kind of want her to.
What stuck to my brain is how physical everything feels. There’s this scene where you finally get a “private” moment with one of the milfs, and it starts with something simple, like her fingers brushing your hand while she hands you a drink. That tiny touch, just skin on skin, makes the whole screen feel heavier. Then it moves to her sitting too close, your leg pressed against her soft thigh, and when she shifts her weight you can almost feel that warm pressure slide across you. When she wraps her fingers around you for the first time, it’s slow, like she’s testing how far she can go, thumb rubbing the tip, palm squeezing just a bit too tight. You actually notice silly stuff, like the way her tits bounce a little when she changes grip, or how her ass digs into the couch when she leans forward to whisper something filthy, hot breath on your neck. And because the game likes to mess with your head, sometimes you’re watching this from a distance instead, hidden in the dark, seeing her do the exact same teasing moves on another guy. That part hits different. There’s this ugly, horny twist in your chest, like your stomach drops and your cock twitches at the same time, especially when she moans his name in a voice you thought was just for you. I wish I could say I hated it. I didn’t.
Kinda funny how often it plays with that “am I a good guy or just a horny bastard” feeling. One night you’re sneaking into a room, lights low, hearing soft breathing and wondering if you should really be here. The girl is half asleep, big ass barely covered by a thin sheet, one leg bent, panties riding up just enough to show the curve of her pussy. You slide your hand along her thigh, and the game lets you push it, fingertip by fingertip, until you’re rubbing her through the fabric, feeling that damp spot grow. She shifts, murmurs something, and you’re holding your breath, completely still, like if you don’t move she’ll keep pretending she’s asleep. That mixture of guilt and raw need is all over this thing. Same with the foot stuff: one of the women casually puts her bare foot in your lap while she talks about something boring, heel resting right on your crotch, and pretends not to notice as her toes start to curl and press. You try to focus on the dialogue, but all you can think about is how the ball of her foot grinds down just a bit harder every time you answer wrong. Sometimes you end up just jerking off alone after, pants around your ankles, staring at your phone, replaying a clip of her sucking someone else off, spit running down her chin. Honestly, I got stuck way too long in one early masturbation scene because the rhythm of her handjob was just that perfect, fingers twisting, wrist pumping faster while she stares you dead in the eyes like she owns you. And the worst part is you kind of want her to.
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👁 406
★★★☆☆
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👁 93.9K
★★★★★
NTR'ed by My Dad v0.2.0
Eric thinks he’s just taking his shy little wife Grace out of the city for some quiet countryside air, but the whole thing reeks of “bad idea” from the second you see his dad. Fletcher is that type of older guy your mom warned you about on Facebook fitness groups: silver at the temples, shoulders like he still lifts real weights instead of scrolling TikTok, that easy smile that screams “I fuck around and never get caught.” The game doesn’t waste time pretending he’s a saint. He’s checking out Grace in the first ten minutes, eyes lingering on her ass when she leans over, pretending he’s just “correcting her posture.” You’re sitting there thinking, dude, that’s your son’s wife, but then the camera just stays on those big tits pressed against his chest during a “harmless” stretching session and suddenly you’re not judging shit anymore. And the fun part is, you’re not locked into one point of view; one moment you’re trapped inside Grace’s confused little head, trying to convince yourself Fletcher’s hands on your hips are totally normal family stuff, next moment you’re Eric, watching from the doorway, pretending you don’t see the way your own dad looks at your woman like a new workout machine he wants to test.
The neighbors are the cherry on this fucked up cake. Hailey and Ian are that weird couple that seems too friendly, the type who brings over a pie for no reason and then won’t leave. Hailey is pure trouble: perky, tight top, always “accidentally” bending over in front of Eric, asking him to help fix something while her husband is away. Meanwhile, Ian acts like Fletcher’s lost twin spiritually, throwing horny little hints and talking way too much about “sharing experiences” over beers. It starts slow, just casual hangouts in the backyard, a barbecue where Grace shows up in those yoga pants that hug her thick ass just right, Fletcher’s eyes following every bounce like it’s a religious thing. Then you get that one scene where Grace is helping Fletcher in his private “gym,” he’s standing behind her, guiding her arms for some light exercise, and his hands end up on her tits longer than any normal human needs for “correction.” You can see her breathing change. She doesn’t pull away. The game just sits in that discomfort. Long. And if you want, you push it. Maybe Eric walks in and pretends everything is fine, maybe he watches silently from the top of the stairs while his own father slowly corrupts the woman he promised to protect, or maybe you push Grace herself to go from “this is wrong” to “I just want to feel that thick daddy cock break me in.” There’s this one scene where Fletcher’s hand casually wraps around hers while she’s stroking him and he guides her pace like he’s teaching her some fitness move, and she’s biting her lip, eyes glassy, muttering his name instead of her husband’s. It’s gross and hot and messy and feels exactly like some fucked up Pornhub rabbit hole you swear you’ll never go down again, right before you click the next scene anyway.
The neighbors are the cherry on this fucked up cake. Hailey and Ian are that weird couple that seems too friendly, the type who brings over a pie for no reason and then won’t leave. Hailey is pure trouble: perky, tight top, always “accidentally” bending over in front of Eric, asking him to help fix something while her husband is away. Meanwhile, Ian acts like Fletcher’s lost twin spiritually, throwing horny little hints and talking way too much about “sharing experiences” over beers. It starts slow, just casual hangouts in the backyard, a barbecue where Grace shows up in those yoga pants that hug her thick ass just right, Fletcher’s eyes following every bounce like it’s a religious thing. Then you get that one scene where Grace is helping Fletcher in his private “gym,” he’s standing behind her, guiding her arms for some light exercise, and his hands end up on her tits longer than any normal human needs for “correction.” You can see her breathing change. She doesn’t pull away. The game just sits in that discomfort. Long. And if you want, you push it. Maybe Eric walks in and pretends everything is fine, maybe he watches silently from the top of the stairs while his own father slowly corrupts the woman he promised to protect, or maybe you push Grace herself to go from “this is wrong” to “I just want to feel that thick daddy cock break me in.” There’s this one scene where Fletcher’s hand casually wraps around hers while she’s stroking him and he guides her pace like he’s teaching her some fitness move, and she’s biting her lip, eyes glassy, muttering his name instead of her husband’s. It’s gross and hot and messy and feels exactly like some fucked up Pornhub rabbit hole you swear you’ll never go down again, right before you click the next scene anyway.
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👁 388
★★★★★
Into Your Heart [Revamped] v0.1.3
This thing starts like one of those harmless school slice-of-life stories, except it never feels harmless. You’re this dude walking the halls, joking with classmates, peeking at asses in too-tight skirts, pretending everything’s normal while the game keeps whispering that nothing is. On the surface you’re just chasing romance routes and big tits, trying to figure out which milf teacher you wanna risk your future for, which childhood friend you’ll accidentally corrupt, which guy you’ll piss off enough that he starts eyeing your girl. Then it hits you that every flirt, every little “harmless” grope in the hallway, every blowjob in the music room is getting tracked, twisted, fed back into this mess of morality and mind games. One minute you’re laughing at some dumb humor scene where your buddy makes a joke about your porn folder, next minute you’re watching a scene of brutal violence and you’re not sure if you caused it or just failed to stop it.
What really got me is how your choices feel fine in the moment. You see a big ass bending over a desk and you click the option to touch. Simple. She blushes, maybe moans, maybe slaps you, sometimes both. Then three scenes later she’s crying about how nobody respects her, and the game doesn’t tell you “this is your fault,” but you know anyway. Same with the whole NTR / netorase thing. At first it’s kind of hot, letting another guy or futa girl “help out” your partner, just sharing for fun because you think you’re in control. The group scenes are wild, by the way, especially when the camera lingers just a bit too long and you catch your own character watching instead of acting. Voyeur mode inside the story itself. But little by little, jealousy starts to bleed into it. There’s this one route where you push your girl toward another guy as a joke, like “go flirt with him, I don’t mind,” and way later you catch them in a quiet corner, his hand already under her skirt, her breathing way too heavy to pretend. You can interrupt, dominate, turn it into a threesome, whatever, but that sick “maybe I went too far” feeling doesn’t really go away.
Sex scenes are not shy at all. Virgin loss with awkward eye contact, messy creampies where you’re not totally sure if it was consensual or just pressured, titfucks on the school rooftop while the city burns somewhere in the distance, rough oral that slips into domination, then flips and she chokes you right back with that sudden female domination switch. There’s drugs, too, and that’s where things get weird in a different way. Some of the best animated scenes come from those mind control bits, where you honestly can’t tell if the girl wants it or your character is just rewriting her brain to want it. The game doesn’t clean it up for you. No “safe word,” no soft fade out. You’re the one clicking “continue” while she begs you to stop and also not to stop. But then you have these strange quiet romance scenes with actual warmth, like holding hands in a classroom while talking about family you really, really shouldn’t be this close to, or lying naked beside someone after fucking them raw and talking about sanity and what’s real. Sometimes it even feels wholesome before it throws another cheating scene at you completely out of nowhere. I kind of hate that. And I kind of went back to see every single ending anyway.
What really got me is how your choices feel fine in the moment. You see a big ass bending over a desk and you click the option to touch. Simple. She blushes, maybe moans, maybe slaps you, sometimes both. Then three scenes later she’s crying about how nobody respects her, and the game doesn’t tell you “this is your fault,” but you know anyway. Same with the whole NTR / netorase thing. At first it’s kind of hot, letting another guy or futa girl “help out” your partner, just sharing for fun because you think you’re in control. The group scenes are wild, by the way, especially when the camera lingers just a bit too long and you catch your own character watching instead of acting. Voyeur mode inside the story itself. But little by little, jealousy starts to bleed into it. There’s this one route where you push your girl toward another guy as a joke, like “go flirt with him, I don’t mind,” and way later you catch them in a quiet corner, his hand already under her skirt, her breathing way too heavy to pretend. You can interrupt, dominate, turn it into a threesome, whatever, but that sick “maybe I went too far” feeling doesn’t really go away.
Sex scenes are not shy at all. Virgin loss with awkward eye contact, messy creampies where you’re not totally sure if it was consensual or just pressured, titfucks on the school rooftop while the city burns somewhere in the distance, rough oral that slips into domination, then flips and she chokes you right back with that sudden female domination switch. There’s drugs, too, and that’s where things get weird in a different way. Some of the best animated scenes come from those mind control bits, where you honestly can’t tell if the girl wants it or your character is just rewriting her brain to want it. The game doesn’t clean it up for you. No “safe word,” no soft fade out. You’re the one clicking “continue” while she begs you to stop and also not to stop. But then you have these strange quiet romance scenes with actual warmth, like holding hands in a classroom while talking about family you really, really shouldn’t be this close to, or lying naked beside someone after fucking them raw and talking about sanity and what’s real. Sometimes it even feels wholesome before it throws another cheating scene at you completely out of nowhere. I kind of hate that. And I kind of went back to see every single ending anyway.
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👁 333
★★★★★
Hypno Lust v0.2.2
You start as this nobody in a school full of assholes, basically wallpaper that can hold a bag. People bump into you in the corridor and don’t even say sorry, teachers misread your name every single time, and the only time anyone looks at you is when they need a free note from last lesson. Then the game quietly puts this “tool” in your hands. No tutorial, no glowing button, just a weird interface, some profiles, and the feeling that someone is watching you from behind the screen. It looks almost boring at first, like some cheap chat app or a bad school portal, and then you send one message and the story flips from “sad nerd” to “oh shit, I can actually break people.”
The fun part is how much of it lives inside text and your imagination. You are not walking around with WASD or anything, you are sitting in your room, reading and typing, going through chats with classmates, teachers, that weird girl everybody calls a freak, the thot who lives on Instagram, the strict class rep who pretends she hates attention. The game lets you poke inside their heads, first gently, then deeper, then way too deep. You use pressure, little lies, blackmail, secret pics, their own kinks they try to hide. One moment you are just convincing a girl to send a “harmless” selfie after school. Next moment you are telling her exactly how to touch herself while she tries to keep her voice down because her parents are in the next room. The writing is so casual it hurts. No big description of “her luscious curves” bullshit, just things like “her hand shakes near her skirt as she waits for your next message” and your brain fills the rest.
Sometimes you play the big dominant asshole, pushing them to call you “sir” or “master,” making them kneel in the empty classroom they thought they locked, forcing them to write “I am your slave” fifty times instead of homework. And then the game flips and throws a girl at you who is way more broken than you are. She reads your messages like you are the toy, not her, and you realize you walked into her trap. There are scenes where she orders you to describe your own kink in detail, mocks your hard-on through the screen, then uses your own fucked up fantasies to turn you into the obedient one. She’ll tell you to put your phone on speaker, pull your cock out and stroke only when she texts “go,” punish you when you slip, and it feels unfair because you thought you were in control. I loved that. I hated that. No, actually I loved that. The whole “mind control” thing is not just hypnosis magic, it’s the way text can slowly twist someone’s brain, and the game is kind of rude about how easy it actually is. You blackmail a shy girl with stolen screenshots until she agrees to meet in a dark classroom, hands on the desk, ass out, and when you finally slide your hand under her panties and make her jerk you off with those shaking fingers, you realize she isn’t just scared, she is getting addicted to obeying.
There are some nice AI-style images popping up here and there to glue the fantasy to your brain, but they never explain why one girl’s hair suddenly looks slightly different from another angle and it annoys me every single time. Also the phone notification sound is slightly off, like some cheap Android clone, and it drove me crazy, but I never muted it anyway. You go from reading stupid school gossip to ordering a girl to record herself choking on a dildo in the school bathroom, and then later she casually sends you a pic of her wearing her uniform with the shirt open, collar pulled up like a leash, pupils wide like she’s high, waiting for your next command. The game often pretends you have this big “moral choice” but we both know you are here to corrupt everyone, including yourself. And it works: by the time you have one girl calling you “owner,” another one blackmailing you right back, and a third one begging you in private chat to make her your personal pet so she doesn’t have to think anymore, you’re not really sure if you’re the villain, the victim, or just the pervert sitting behind the keyboard, grinning at a bunch of text boxes like it’s the most important thing in your life. Which it kind of becomes, at least while the game is running.
The fun part is how much of it lives inside text and your imagination. You are not walking around with WASD or anything, you are sitting in your room, reading and typing, going through chats with classmates, teachers, that weird girl everybody calls a freak, the thot who lives on Instagram, the strict class rep who pretends she hates attention. The game lets you poke inside their heads, first gently, then deeper, then way too deep. You use pressure, little lies, blackmail, secret pics, their own kinks they try to hide. One moment you are just convincing a girl to send a “harmless” selfie after school. Next moment you are telling her exactly how to touch herself while she tries to keep her voice down because her parents are in the next room. The writing is so casual it hurts. No big description of “her luscious curves” bullshit, just things like “her hand shakes near her skirt as she waits for your next message” and your brain fills the rest.
Sometimes you play the big dominant asshole, pushing them to call you “sir” or “master,” making them kneel in the empty classroom they thought they locked, forcing them to write “I am your slave” fifty times instead of homework. And then the game flips and throws a girl at you who is way more broken than you are. She reads your messages like you are the toy, not her, and you realize you walked into her trap. There are scenes where she orders you to describe your own kink in detail, mocks your hard-on through the screen, then uses your own fucked up fantasies to turn you into the obedient one. She’ll tell you to put your phone on speaker, pull your cock out and stroke only when she texts “go,” punish you when you slip, and it feels unfair because you thought you were in control. I loved that. I hated that. No, actually I loved that. The whole “mind control” thing is not just hypnosis magic, it’s the way text can slowly twist someone’s brain, and the game is kind of rude about how easy it actually is. You blackmail a shy girl with stolen screenshots until she agrees to meet in a dark classroom, hands on the desk, ass out, and when you finally slide your hand under her panties and make her jerk you off with those shaking fingers, you realize she isn’t just scared, she is getting addicted to obeying.
There are some nice AI-style images popping up here and there to glue the fantasy to your brain, but they never explain why one girl’s hair suddenly looks slightly different from another angle and it annoys me every single time. Also the phone notification sound is slightly off, like some cheap Android clone, and it drove me crazy, but I never muted it anyway. You go from reading stupid school gossip to ordering a girl to record herself choking on a dildo in the school bathroom, and then later she casually sends you a pic of her wearing her uniform with the shirt open, collar pulled up like a leash, pupils wide like she’s high, waiting for your next command. The game often pretends you have this big “moral choice” but we both know you are here to corrupt everyone, including yourself. And it works: by the time you have one girl calling you “owner,” another one blackmailing you right back, and a third one begging you in private chat to make her your personal pet so she doesn’t have to think anymore, you’re not really sure if you’re the villain, the victim, or just the pervert sitting behind the keyboard, grinning at a bunch of text boxes like it’s the most important thing in your life. Which it kind of becomes, at least while the game is running.
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👁 479
★★★★★
Sweet Home Magic v0.2a
Ben is supposed to be the lucky survivor kid that comes back home after being gone, but honestly he feels more like a loaded gun somebody forgot on the kitchen table. He crashes on this messed up magic island, gets picked up by a witch doctor who treats “therapy” like torture mixed with sex education and combat drills, then strolls back into normal suburb house life pretending he doesn’t remember shit. Not because he actually forgot, but because that island is basically a pornified god glitch with monsters, spirit bullshit, and power that turns people crazy. So he fakes amnesia, does the polite traumatized boy act, and then the game quietly starts poking at every line you thought it would respect.
The house is where it really hits. Rachel as adoptive mom is that slow-burn headache. She’s warm, too warm, leans in too close, touches his arm too long, falls asleep on the couch in those thin shorts like she forgot he’s not twelve anymore. The game loves to push Ben into those micro moments. You’re standing behind her in the kitchen, watching her reach for something high, shirt riding up, and the UI is asking if you heal her old injury with magic or “accidentally” brush your hand where you shouldn’t. It’s not nice, it’s not healthy, it’s fucking hot. And then it slaps mental health in your face by having Ben wake up sweaty, hearing island drums in his head like a PTSD ringtone while he’s half hard from dreaming about her. Jessica is different chaos. She’s the “normal” one who isn’t normal at all, always teasing, sitting with her legs open just enough to notice, sending you those Instagram thirst traps from the next room like it’s a joke. There’s this one scene where she drags you to her room “to help with homework” and suddenly the camera angle is all about that barely covered ass while she bends over the bed. You can play innocent, you can peek, or you can use a tiny twist of mind control to make her forget how long your eyes stayed there. That little power turns every simple walk through the hallway into a corruption puzzle.
What really fucked with me is how the game keeps pretending it’s about “protecting the world” while letting you slowly rot from the inside. The witch doctor’s voice pops in sometimes, like an evil conscience, reminding you that sex can be a ritual, that feeding your urges might actually make your magic stronger. Then you get scenes with monsters that are less “fight or flight” and more “fight or fuck” and suddenly you’re not sure if you’re the hero or just a horny shaman with mommy issues. There’s a combat bit in the alley at night, where some paranormal creep tries to blackmail you after catching you watching your neighbors through the window. You can blast him with elemental magic, or twist his mind till he thinks he’s the pervert who started it and you walk away clean. That mixture of voyeurism, blackmail, and power fantasy hits different when Ben is smiling softly while lying to everyone, including himself. Zara shows up like the hot demon guidance counselor, offering “help” with his blocked memories and then sliding her hand down his chest as she describes the island tearing reality open. She wants the secrets, the rifts, the raw corruption, and she’s ready to spread her legs or someone else’s to get it. Group scenes feel like rituals gone wrong. People are moaning, bodies tangled, and in the background there’s this feeling that something is watching, that the island is feeding off all that sex. One moment you’re in a tender almost-romance with Rachel on the sofa, her head on your shoulder, the next you’re knee-deep in a magical gangbang that might literally open a portal. The story acts like it cares about Ben’s guilt and mental state, then hands you a teasing choice like “comfort her” or “possess her mind for a while” and both options feel right for different disgusting reasons. Watching him flirt between sweet, scared boy and cold, dominant bastard made me feel like I was doing character research and jacking off at the same time, which is exactly as fucked up as it sounds.
The house is where it really hits. Rachel as adoptive mom is that slow-burn headache. She’s warm, too warm, leans in too close, touches his arm too long, falls asleep on the couch in those thin shorts like she forgot he’s not twelve anymore. The game loves to push Ben into those micro moments. You’re standing behind her in the kitchen, watching her reach for something high, shirt riding up, and the UI is asking if you heal her old injury with magic or “accidentally” brush your hand where you shouldn’t. It’s not nice, it’s not healthy, it’s fucking hot. And then it slaps mental health in your face by having Ben wake up sweaty, hearing island drums in his head like a PTSD ringtone while he’s half hard from dreaming about her. Jessica is different chaos. She’s the “normal” one who isn’t normal at all, always teasing, sitting with her legs open just enough to notice, sending you those Instagram thirst traps from the next room like it’s a joke. There’s this one scene where she drags you to her room “to help with homework” and suddenly the camera angle is all about that barely covered ass while she bends over the bed. You can play innocent, you can peek, or you can use a tiny twist of mind control to make her forget how long your eyes stayed there. That little power turns every simple walk through the hallway into a corruption puzzle.
What really fucked with me is how the game keeps pretending it’s about “protecting the world” while letting you slowly rot from the inside. The witch doctor’s voice pops in sometimes, like an evil conscience, reminding you that sex can be a ritual, that feeding your urges might actually make your magic stronger. Then you get scenes with monsters that are less “fight or flight” and more “fight or fuck” and suddenly you’re not sure if you’re the hero or just a horny shaman with mommy issues. There’s a combat bit in the alley at night, where some paranormal creep tries to blackmail you after catching you watching your neighbors through the window. You can blast him with elemental magic, or twist his mind till he thinks he’s the pervert who started it and you walk away clean. That mixture of voyeurism, blackmail, and power fantasy hits different when Ben is smiling softly while lying to everyone, including himself. Zara shows up like the hot demon guidance counselor, offering “help” with his blocked memories and then sliding her hand down his chest as she describes the island tearing reality open. She wants the secrets, the rifts, the raw corruption, and she’s ready to spread her legs or someone else’s to get it. Group scenes feel like rituals gone wrong. People are moaning, bodies tangled, and in the background there’s this feeling that something is watching, that the island is feeding off all that sex. One moment you’re in a tender almost-romance with Rachel on the sofa, her head on your shoulder, the next you’re knee-deep in a magical gangbang that might literally open a portal. The story acts like it cares about Ben’s guilt and mental state, then hands you a teasing choice like “comfort her” or “possess her mind for a while” and both options feel right for different disgusting reasons. Watching him flirt between sweet, scared boy and cold, dominant bastard made me feel like I was doing character research and jacking off at the same time, which is exactly as fucked up as it sounds.
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👁 415
★★★☆☆
Forbidden Pleasures Chapter 4
Katya feels like that mom from every conservative suburb meme, the one with the tight bun and tighter rules, except here you actually get to watch that whole fake control thing fall apart in slow, horny motion. At the start she really believes in her own bullshit, all discipline and “proper values”, like she’s auditioning for some moral police show. House is clean, schedule is rigid, her body is basically locked behind years of repression and cheap underwear that screams “I don’t fuck, I fold laundry”. And then Emily starts poking holes in it. Not loud teenage rebellion, more like this smug, patient nudging. A little lie here. A half-truth there. “Oops, you caught me, guess you have to punish me.” You already know that “punish” won’t stay innocent for long, and the game absolutely milks that. It feels like watching a rope slowly tighten around Katya’s neck, except she keeps helping tie the knots herself.
What I liked is how it doesn’t jump straight to full-on degeneracy. First time Emily “accidentally” leaves something on her phone open and Katya sees it, the way her face changes, the shame and curiosity mixed, you kinda feel bad for her. Then two scenes later you’re watching her on the couch at night pretending to scroll Instagram while her hand drifts between her legs because her own daughter called her “cute when you’re angry” and you’re like… yeah ok this is fucked and hot. The corruption is very home flavored. Kitchen table tension, hallway “oops I walked out of the shower without closing the door”, “help me with my bra, mom, it’s stuck”. A lot of groping that starts as “checking if you’re dressed decent” and then the hand just doesn’t move away fast enough. The spanking scenes hit nice too, because Katya wants them to be discipline and Emily treats them like foreplay. There’s this one bit with Emily bent over the bed, pretending to pout, her ass up, Katya breathing too heavy, and the game lets the camera sit there way too long. That’s where it got me. Also, the little moments of voyeurism, like Katya spying through a cracked door and then pretending she just “came to check the light”. She lies so badly you can feel the wetness through the screen.
The game calls itself a kinetic thing so yeah, you’re not doing big brain choices, you’re riding the slope. Sometimes that annoyed me, because there’s a scene with Emily using a toy on herself while talking about “how lonely mom must be” and I was screaming at the monitor wanting to push it further or pull back, but the story just drags Katya along on its own rhythm. But that’s also the charm. She’s not really in control, and neither are you. Once the blackmail really settles in, the tone flips hard. Emily plays the sweet daughter card, then snaps into full dom mode with this calm voice that made me clench. Sexual harassment scenes are rough in a good way, like those moments where she corners Katya in her own bedroom and just… touches her. Casual hand on tit, thumb brushing nipple through the bra while talking about grades, or sliding fingers along her ass “just checking your outfit”. And Katya tries to keep her mom tone but you see the crack every time. There’s cheating stuff sprinkled in, like Katya remembering her “proper” life while literally riding someone she absolutely should not be riding, and the game doesn’t pretend it’s romantic, it just leans into the filth. Anal, oral, that “I shouldn’t like this” masturbation shame, stripping scenes where clothes feel more like dignity than fabric. Also, the lesbian tension between them is so obvious it’s almost funny: mother trying not to stare at her own daughter’s tits, daughter knowing exactly what she’s doing, sitting too close, whispering too close, pushing her to the point where “stop” sounds like “please keep going”. I kinda wish they toned down one or two “mom cries then gets horny again” moments, but also, no, I don’t, because that emotional whiplash is exactly why this hits. Katya is broken in the best, worst way, and by the time she’s the one initiating the spanking or begging to be watched, you’re already way too deep to pretend this is about morals anymore.
What I liked is how it doesn’t jump straight to full-on degeneracy. First time Emily “accidentally” leaves something on her phone open and Katya sees it, the way her face changes, the shame and curiosity mixed, you kinda feel bad for her. Then two scenes later you’re watching her on the couch at night pretending to scroll Instagram while her hand drifts between her legs because her own daughter called her “cute when you’re angry” and you’re like… yeah ok this is fucked and hot. The corruption is very home flavored. Kitchen table tension, hallway “oops I walked out of the shower without closing the door”, “help me with my bra, mom, it’s stuck”. A lot of groping that starts as “checking if you’re dressed decent” and then the hand just doesn’t move away fast enough. The spanking scenes hit nice too, because Katya wants them to be discipline and Emily treats them like foreplay. There’s this one bit with Emily bent over the bed, pretending to pout, her ass up, Katya breathing too heavy, and the game lets the camera sit there way too long. That’s where it got me. Also, the little moments of voyeurism, like Katya spying through a cracked door and then pretending she just “came to check the light”. She lies so badly you can feel the wetness through the screen.
The game calls itself a kinetic thing so yeah, you’re not doing big brain choices, you’re riding the slope. Sometimes that annoyed me, because there’s a scene with Emily using a toy on herself while talking about “how lonely mom must be” and I was screaming at the monitor wanting to push it further or pull back, but the story just drags Katya along on its own rhythm. But that’s also the charm. She’s not really in control, and neither are you. Once the blackmail really settles in, the tone flips hard. Emily plays the sweet daughter card, then snaps into full dom mode with this calm voice that made me clench. Sexual harassment scenes are rough in a good way, like those moments where she corners Katya in her own bedroom and just… touches her. Casual hand on tit, thumb brushing nipple through the bra while talking about grades, or sliding fingers along her ass “just checking your outfit”. And Katya tries to keep her mom tone but you see the crack every time. There’s cheating stuff sprinkled in, like Katya remembering her “proper” life while literally riding someone she absolutely should not be riding, and the game doesn’t pretend it’s romantic, it just leans into the filth. Anal, oral, that “I shouldn’t like this” masturbation shame, stripping scenes where clothes feel more like dignity than fabric. Also, the lesbian tension between them is so obvious it’s almost funny: mother trying not to stare at her own daughter’s tits, daughter knowing exactly what she’s doing, sitting too close, whispering too close, pushing her to the point where “stop” sounds like “please keep going”. I kinda wish they toned down one or two “mom cries then gets horny again” moments, but also, no, I don’t, because that emotional whiplash is exactly why this hits. Katya is broken in the best, worst way, and by the time she’s the one initiating the spanking or begging to be watched, you’re already way too deep to pretend this is about morals anymore.
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👁 772
★★★☆☆
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