High School Hobby Harlots feels like someone mashed together a horny comic, an old-school hentai dating sim and a messy sandbox life sim, then laughed and said “good enough” and hit upload. You play Amara, this spoiled rich troublemaker dumped into a “reform school” that is about as holy as a Pornhub comment section. The whole vibe is super tongue in cheek: nuns with dirty thoughts, students who look like they’re one bad decision away from starting an OnlyFans, and teachers that definitely should not be left alone with anyone. The art is 2D comic panels, kind of fanzine style, sometimes clean, sometimes rough, but it fits the “I’m not supposed to be doing this” mood perfectly. It feels like reading a dirty webcomic where you keep clicking for the next punchline and suddenly you’re knee deep in anal, voyeurism, and girls showing way too much skin in the chapel.

The fun part for me was how the game quietly turns you into a little sex manager. You’re not just clicking through scenes. You’re juggling stats like Fun, Energy, Allure, Sexperience and Money, and they actually matter. You wanna drag a classmate into your corruption spiral, you better have enough Allure and the right timing, because some events only trigger when Amara is in a certain mood or you pushed a girl just far enough. One moment I was in the dorm teasing a shy girl with a toy, just casual masturbation training, and a bit later she’s sucking dick on camera for Amara’s iFap channel like it’s no big deal. The pacing of that fall is nice and dirty. Corruption here isn’t just a label. You can feel it when a girl that refused to flash her tits earlier suddenly agrees to public exhibition in the showers while other students “pretend” they’re not watching. The camming storyline is hilarious and sleazy at the same time: you push them into doing oral, playing with themselves, trying anal plugs on stream, and the game keeps throwing in those quips that make you grin like an idiot. Then you level them up even more and suddenly escorting on iFuq is on the table, with group sex events and weird little interracial scenes that pop up like “oh ok, we’re doing this now.” Some of the sandbox routine gets a bit grindy, like you’re repeating similar actions hoping for the next random sexy event, and sometimes the timing feels like Ren’Py rolled a nat 1 on your libido. But then you get a new event with Amara taking two girls to a “study session” that somehow turns into lesbian foreplay, a spanking lesson and finally everyone stuffed and covered, and you kinda forgive the jank. It’s messy, it’s horny, it’s funny in a dumb way, and the game doesn’t pretend to be classy. It just hands you a reform school full of difficult girls and asks, very politely, how filthy you feel like making them today.

You’re playing this tired small-town detective who looks like he hasn’t slept in about ten years, and honestly, fair. His sister vanished, his brother’s dead, the whole city feels like it’s rotting quietly under cheap neon, and every time he starts to focus on the case, some absurdly hot woman with big tits and a tragic backstory leans over his desk and distracts him with cleavage and weirdly personal questions. It’s half investigation, half “how is everyone in this shitty town model-level attractive,” and the game just goes, “yeah, that’s normal, don’t worry about it.” You click through leads, interrogations, late-night visits, and suddenly the conversation that started with “where were you that night” is turning into her licking her lips, him pressing her against a wall, her panties around her ankle, and a nice POV angle of her taking him deep. This is not subtle noir, it’s horny noir that forgot what HR is.

The story likes to pretend it’s serious, and actually sometimes it works. You’re chasing clues about your missing sister, and then the game throws you into a date scene with a tattooed bartender with a huge ass who keeps “accidentally” brushing her tits against your arm while pouring a drink. You’re trying to ask about some shady guy, she just laughs, puts your hand on her thigh, then you’re in a back room with her on her knees, blowjob framed from his point of view, spit building on his shaft, her gagging a little while still trying to talk dirty, which is sort of funny and hot at same time. A few choices later she’s bent over a crate, ass out, you pushing in raw, and the game doesn’t shy away from the creampie shot. There’s a lot of that, by the way. The MC is allergic to condoms, apparently. You say the right things, girls open up emotionally, then open their legs, it’s that kind of energy. One shy “good girl” virgin who acts like she’s never kissed a guy before goes from blushing mess to riding you in your office chair, tits bouncing in your face, begging you not to pull out. And yeah, you don’t. Of course you don’t.

What I liked is how scenes don’t all play the same. Sometimes it’s slow teasing, like a handjob in a car while you’re “staking out” a suspect, her jerking you off under the steering wheel while pretending to listen to the radio, whispering in your ear and grinding her ass against your side. Sometimes it explodes into full group sex chaos, like the harem setup you stumble into if you don’t piss off the wrong girls. There’s one route where two of them show up at your place “to help with the case” and five minutes later you’re flat on your back, one riding your face while the other is bouncing on your cock, and then a third joins just to wrap her tits around you for a slick titfuck between thrusts. They make jokes while doing it too, which is weirdly charming. The MC leans pretty hard into male domination, pressing them into furniture, hand on their throat, telling them to keep eye contact while he fucks them, and they clearly love it. Anal pops up like it’s just another checkpoint in the investigation, with a girl who says she’s not ready for “normal” sex yet but then relaxes completely once you’re inside her ass, clutching the bedsheet and asking for it harder. There’s romance and sweet moments buried under all the cum and dirty talk, but the game never lets you forget this is about a detective who tries to solve a family tragedy and somehow ends up with a house full of women who all want his cock in every hole they have. Honestly, priorities.

Pokestars is basically what happens when someone looks at the old anime and goes, “yeah but what if they all wanted to fuck the trainer instead of chase badges,” and then actually commits to the bit. You’re this dude who somehow lands in this luxury pokemon training resort that’s less about ranked battles and more about which girl you’re making moan behind the stadium later. It’s played like one of those point and click dating sims where you bounce between locations on a map, poke on stuff, poke on girls, poke on buttons, in that order. May, Misty and Dawn are the main stars here, and they’re not subtle. First time you meet Misty she already has that “I’m gonna test you” energy, except it’s not a gym test, it’s whether you can keep up with her mouth while the battle scoreboard is still flickering in the background. It’s funny because the game pretends to care about rankings and resort rules, but after like ten minutes you’re mostly just planning who you’ll fuck in which corner of the map and if you can trigger another animated scene before clicking through the dialog you half read.

What I liked a lot is that it doesn’t waste too much time teasing without payoff. You win a fight? You’re not getting a high five; you’re getting on your knees or putting her on hers. There are full-on oral scenes where you literally watch her head move, with voice lines that are not studio-perfect, but that kinda makes it better, feels more like a weird fan project that got horny and never stopped. Vaginal scenes too, with those 3dcg bodies pressed together and enough motion to not feel static. Sometimes the moans don’t sync perfectly with the thrusts and it made me laugh, but I still didn’t skip it, so whatever. The resort itself works like a hub: pool, rooms, arenas, those spots you click just to see if someone’s there to jump your dick. You get some dating sim flavor on top of it all, little choices in dialog, giving attention to one girl over another, pretending you care about who has the strongest team when you’re actually just angling for a threesome later. There’s even this moment where Dawn corners you in a hallway after a match, her voice goes low and you can hear the slight echo like they actually thought about the room, and suddenly she’s on her back on a bench, panties around one ankle, you pushing in while she still has her gloves on. That kind of detail is the thing that keeps you clicking “next” even when a line of text is kinda cheesy.

The voiced parts are the big hook and also the thing that sometimes makes it feel janky in a good way. May has this cute, eager tone when she goes down on you, wet sounds and breath mixing, but then every once in a while a line sounds like it was recorded in another room or on a different mic. It pulled me out for half a second and then there’s a close-up of her lips sliding down your shaft and suddenly I don’t care anymore. Harem angle is strong too, not just one-on-one stuff. You get those scenes where two of them tag-team you, one sucking while the other rides, like a porn parody that forgot to blur anything. And the point and click side makes it feel a bit like a scavenger hunt for sex; “if I go to the resort hot springs at this time, will Misty be there? Will she be naked already? Can I trigger that one scene where she sits on my face first and then demands I pound her right after?” Sometimes the pacing drags and you’re just clicking through resort menus looking for the next bit of action instead of actually doing trainer things, but then the game throws another animated fuck sequence at you and your brain forgives it instantly. It’s not classy, it’s not subtle, it’s literally fan fantasy turned into a horny resort simulator, and yeah, it works.

Ark is basically the kind of idiot king that every hentai forum thread secretly wants to be. He’s supposed to be building a “serious” power base and challenging this smug, horny demon queen called Lady Erostegia for the throne, but half the time it feels like he’s just stumbling from one set of tits to the next and somehow that counts as politics. The story pretends it’s high fantasy, with courts and schemes and all that, but then you're blackmailing a holy knight because you caught her fingering herself in a shrine, or getting a footjob in a council chamber while two nobles argue about taxes in the background. It sounds messy? It is messy. That’s the charm. Characters don’t just pop in to suck your dick and vanish, they kind of stick around, open their own side dramas, get jealous, make stupid decisions, and you realize you’re suddenly tracking who already took your virginity in which timeline like you’re doing homework on Pornhub notes. I liked that the game pretends you have moral choices while also shoving your cock into almost every scene. You can “corrupt” the sweet girls slowly, or be that bastard who uses them like tools, but honestly, even when you go for wholesome romance, you’re still probably going to end up creampie stuffing someone on a throne or sneaking into their bed for sleep sex while they mumble your name in their dreams. Totally immoral. Very nice.

What really sells it is how shameless it is about mixing goofy humor with real filth. One moment there's a milf sorceress scolding you like a teacher, next moment you have her drooling on your shaft, voice shaking as she tries to keep her “royal advisor” act together while you make her gag. The game likes to tease you a lot too. There are scenes where girls cosplay as “innocent” maidens or parody characters from other series, and if you’re a degenerate who spends too much time on certain subreddits, you’ll spot what they’re referencing and probably feel weirdly called out. Animations are not some crazy high-budget masterpiece, but they do the job really well: hips grind, toes curl around your dick in those footjob scenes, cum actually lands where it’s supposed to instead of doing that weird floaty manga thing. The voice work helps a lot. Some moans are soft and embarrassed, others are like “fuck me more, king” with that dominant tone that makes you feel like you’re the one getting conquered. There’s female domination stuff that can hit hard if you let Erostegia or one of the more twisted girls take the lead, pushing you to the bed, making you beg, riding you until you’re actually a little scared of how much they enjoy milking you dry. Or you can play it like a pure power trip and turn them into your drooling toys instead. NTR and swinging paths are there in the background like a loaded gun in the drawer: you can avoid them, but just knowing they exist gives the whole sandbox more tension. You’re fucking them, but are you sure they’re not fucking someone else behind the curtains? The game never stops reminding you that being king in a sex-obsessed court means everyone is watching, everyone is scheming, and half the time you’re too busy buried in some girl’s pussy to notice who’s spying on you from the shadows.

Future matriarchy, soft boy protagonist, and a city where every woman looks like she could bench press your car and then sit on your face just because she feels like it. That is the vibe here. You play this cute, kinda pathetic in a hot way, guy tossed into a world where women run everything: government, corporations, street gangs, even the damn coffee shop. Men are treated more like pretty pets than equal partners, and the whole game pushes you to ask if you are fine being a pampered little slut or if you actually want to risk all that comfort to change anything. It sounds heavy, and sometimes it really is, but then it throws in a dick joke or a ridiculous dialogue choice and suddenly you're laughing while getting choked by a girl with biceps thicker than your thighs.

The core of it is pretty simple to explain, but it does not feel simple when you play. You talk, you choose, you grind stats, relationships shift, and your past choices come back when you already forgot them. Like that time I thought it was funny to tease a futa officer about her uniform being “a bit tight in the crotch.” Three scenes later she had me on my knees in a storage closet, one hand on my hair, reminding me exactly what I said and giving me a “punishment lesson” in oral that lasted way longer than I expected. If you lean into submission, women treat you like a living sex toy: collars, leashes, public humiliation, being paraded around by a muscle girl who casually flexes while your mouth is busy on her. If you try to push back, you get a different kind of heat: power struggles, angry kisses, rough sex where you suddenly realize you are not as in control as you thought. The incest angle pops up too, and it is not shy. There is that fucked up mix of “I know this is wrong” and “I want her to ruin me anyway” when your own family member corners you in your room, presses you against the wall, huge tits in your face, asking in a soft voice why you always look so cute when you are scared. The game never lectures you about it, it just lets you walk straight into that moral swamp and then wallow.

What surprised me is how often the game lets you be kind of romantic and filthy at the same time. One route, I played as this loyal, slightly confused guy who keeps falling for strong women who could literally snap his neck. There was this muscle girl who starts as your bullying personal trainer, always calling you “weakling” and making you do push ups while her cock print is right in front of your nose. Later you share this quiet rooftop scene where she awkwardly admits she likes that you do not run away from her size, then five minutes later she is riding your face so hard the world goes blurry and you can hear neighbors from the next building complaining. The tonal whiplash actually works. One moment you are in a silly dating sim argument about who pays for dinner, the next she is making you lick her sweat off her abs after a workout because “a good boy should not waste protein.” It pretends to be a sandbox, and sometimes that just means you wander around talking to weirdos, getting dragged into scenes with traps in cute outfits or mature women with big asses who use you like a toy and then send you a heart emoji on some fake in-game messenger app that looks suspiciously like WhatsApp. The game laughs at you in little ways: your character model is always a bit too pretty, the dialogue sometimes calls you out for being horny, and the moral questions are never neatly solved. You can join the dominant system or try to tear it down, but either way you are still sucking someone’s cock in a back alley at some point, and the game knows it and kinda winks at you. There is a nasty honesty in that, even when the pacing is all over the place and a few scenes feel like the writer just got distracted and threw in another blowjob. I got annoyed that one route locked me out just because I refused to kneel once, but then the next day I was back, trying again, because I wanted to see how far this cute little femboy could go if he stopped resisting and just let these terrifyingly hot women own him completely.

Life kicks you in the balls, spits on you a little, then sends you back to your crappy small town with a useless degree and zero plan. That’s where you start here. No epic hero, no chosen one, just a tired guy with no job, cold looks from the people who took him in, and the constant feeling that life is already over before it even got good. Then she shows up. Not in some cute “anime girl trips into your lap” way either. More like “horns, claws, way-too-sultry voice, and eyes that know exactly how much of a loser you are” kind of entrance. She calls herself a goddess. She looks like something your priest would have a stroke over. And she wants you. Not for your charm. For a deal. Your body, your sins, your help… in exchange for a life where you actually get to fuck your way through power, revenge, and very, very unholy romance.

The setup feels like some messed up dating sim smashed into a fantasy cult story. You go from sleeping in a room that smells like old socks to getting pulled into a world where nuns are not exactly pure, monster girls want more than a cuddle, and faith is something moaned, not whispered. You’re free to wander around, poke your nose where it shouldn’t be, slide into people’s lives, then into their beds. One route you’re sweet-talking a strict religious milf who thinks she can “save” you, next moment you’re on your knees between her thighs, hands buried in her big ass while she forgets all about God. Another time you’re dealing with a smug futa with a holy symbol on her chest and a very unholy problem in her pants, watching her ahegao while you stroke her off, half guilty, half addicted. Sometimes it’s soft, like kissing a shy monster girl under the moon, her tentacles wrapping around your legs while she gives you a slow, sloppy blowjob that feels like it takes ages. Sometimes it’s five bodies tangled at once, tits pressed together, tongues crossing, your cock sliding between big breasts while someone else sucks on your toes and another girl rides your face. It jumps from romance to filth so fast your brain just kind of gives up and enjoys the ride.

What makes it fun is how messy it feels. You’re not some confident porn hero. You’re awkward, you say the wrong shit, you pick a choice because you’re horny and suddenly you’re in a threesome you absolutely were not ready for. One moment you’re holding a girl’s hand, promising her something sweet, and the next you’re pinned to an altar with her and her “sister” grinding on you, swapping spit over your mouth, both of them moaning your name like it’s a prayer. There’s lesbian stuff all over the place too, like you walk in on two monster girls going down on each other and instead of the usual “oh no, I’m sorry,” you just quietly sit, watch, and the game lets it play out, full animated tongues and all. Interracial, milfs, futas, holy girls, monster cuties, mobile-friendly enough that you can sneak a quick footjob scene on your phone while pretending to scroll Instagram. Sometimes the pacing is weird and scenes hit you out of nowhere, like you were just trying to grind a bit and suddenly a nun is sucking you off behind the church, drool dripping down your shaft, eyes rolled up like a possessed angel. But honestly, that chaos fits the whole “sold your soul to a horny goddess with an agenda” vibe. It feels less like a clean porn catalog and more like your life went off the rails and landed right in a pile of tits, tentacles, and very bad decisions that feel really, really good.

There’s this white‑haired guy, looks like he escaped from three different games at once and got stuck in a horny fanfic, and somehow it works. You’re in his skin, mostly in first person, which hits different when Furina is breathing too close and 2B is giving you that deadpan “I could kill you or ride you, haven’t decided” stare. It plays like a romance VN that forgot to be shy. Instead of slow burn, it’s more like “ok, here’s the awkward flirting, click twice, now here’s her pinning you against a wall because you picked the smartass answer in the dialogue choice.” Half the time I felt like I was scrolling a horny Discord RP that upgraded into something with actual routes and CGs.

What I really like is how the crossover stuff doesn’t feel like a cheap cosplay mashup. Furina still has that drama queen energy, talking like the whole world is watching, and then five lines later she’s blushing while basically begging you to keep touching her. One scene in the fountain area actually made me stop and grin like idiot: you tease her about being “too loud for public” and the game actually lets you choose if you want to keep pushing or back off, and the two paths aren’t just a tiny text swap. On the push route she ends up half sitting on the edge, legs shaking, trying to hold character as the proud archon type while you’ve got your hand between her thighs under the water. On the gentler route she softens so hard it feels like a different girl, hugging your arm and quietly asking if you’ll stay. I kind of hate that the game is this good at making me care and also making me hard. It’s rude.

The 2B content is colder, more clinical, but then she starts to crack. There’s this locker‑room style area where she’s supposed to be “running diagnostics” on your body. It starts all professional, scanning your muscles, posture, whatever. Then you pick the slightly cocky “guess I pass your inspection?” choice and she just kneels, checks how “responsive” you are with her mouth, still talking about efficiency and optimal stimulation like she’s reading a manual, but her lips are getting sloppy and she forgets to keep that perfect soldier demeanor. The POV angle makes it feel way too personal, especially when she looks up and asks if she should prioritize your pleasure or data collection, and you know the wrong answer is going to lock you out of some later scene, yet you still hesitate. The romance side is actually softer than I expected, small hand touches, jealous looks between the two heroines when they think you’re not paying attention. I wish the menus were less clunky though, those tiny buttons feel like mobile game leftovers and it annoys me way more than it should. Also the transitions sometimes stutter for no reason, like the game is catching its breath after the same way you are. But then Furina starts a stupid argument over nothing, 2B calls her illogical, and both of them end up competing to see who can make you cum harder, and suddenly I forget I was going to complain about anything at all.

Daybreak Nightbreak feels like somebody mashed together a horny Mass Effect, a janky management sim and a corruption hentai manga they hid under the mattress. The city of Chios looks normal at first, just your standard modern place where rent is too high and people pretend to be fine, and then you realise there is a whole mirror version of it lurking on the other side, full of cults, monster girls and people who really, really should not be kneeling and calling you “my lord” with their tits out. You start as this kinda awkward guy, a bit of a late bloomer vibe, virgin energy all over him, who accidentally ends up infused with a power that basically turns “building a fanclub” into “building a sex cult”. It sounds stupid, and yeah, sometimes it really is, in the best way. One moment you are doing accounting in a tiny office, trying not to go bankrupt because some megacorp is crushing your small business, and ten minutes later you are in a dark alley, whispering corrupt little “prayers” into a married woman’s ear while her husband is a room away. And of course she’s got her panties soaked and her ahegao face out in about three dialogue choices.

I like how the game pretends to be about “big decisions” and then your biggest decision turns out to be something like: Do I use mind control to slowly twist this shy college girl into an exhibitionist cosplay slut, or do I turn the local milf head of department into my personal worshipping toy first. The sandbox part hits hard because you just wander around town and keep tripping over new scenes. There’s this goblin girl in the other dimension with ridiculous hips and an ass that moves like it has its own gravity well, and the first time you get her on your lap, she’s grinding in your office chair while asking nervously if “humans really fill girls up that much.” Of course the game gives you the option to breed her stupid with a creampie that drips down her thighs. The animations are rough sometimes, like two dolls humping, but when she’s bouncing, tongue out, drool on her tits and eyes rolled back, you kind of stop caring. Actually, you never cared. And the striptease scenes? There’s this one where a normally classy businesswoman you’ve been carefully corrupting does a half-drunk lapdance for you in a cheap karaoke bar, slowly peeling off her blazer and bra, trying to keep her dignity as she ends up riding your hand under the table, whispering “I’m cheating, I’m so bad” while you finger her until she squirts on the seat. The game just leaves the mess there, no comment.

The corruption feels deliciously slow when it wants to. That college subplot where you go back to campus hits like a twisted nostalgia trip. You start out helping a stressed student with her grades, totally innocent tutoring, then “accidentally” using your power to make her respond a bit too strongly to your touch. Next visit she’s sucking you off in an empty classroom, knees on the cold floor, big doe eyes looking up, lipstick smeared, trying to swallow all of it like she’s cramming for finals. And later you drag her into this stupid cosplay event in the other dimension, make her dress as a bunny girl in front of a small crowd of your followers, and she ends up flashing her pussy to them, moaning while they chant your name like some horny church. It is weirdly romantic too sometimes, buried under all the filth. You can build actual relationships, have soft moments in between the handjobs and public sex. Sitting with a milf on a rooftop, talking about her failed marriage, then quietly sliding your hand under her skirt while she leans on your shoulder, torn between guilt and arousal, might be one of those little scenes that stick. But yeah, then fifteen minutes later you’re using mind control to make her bend over a balcony, tits hanging out, while half the city could technically see you pound her from behind and fill her with a thick creampie she can’t stop leaking. The game swings between “Yakuza-style side story” and “hardcore hentai brainrot” so fast it feels wrong, and that’s kind of why I couldn’t stop clicking.

A rush of adrenaline pulses through your veins as you step onto the grounds of Hoes Peak Academy, a place where desire and ambition collide in an intoxicating dance. The scent of blooming temptation surrounds you, drawing your gaze to the alluring figures moving gracefully in their school uniforms.

A cocktail of admiration and lust stirs inside, recognizing not just their skills but the irresistible curves that make them unforgettable. Every encounter feels like a challenge, a game of wits and passion where the stakes are your own satisfaction.

The cold shadows of solitude dissipate as intimate moments ignite fiery connections. Each victory carves your name deeper into the legend of Hoes Peak Academy, your throne built on passion and power.

Hoes Peak Academy is more than just a school - it's a crucible where fantasies are forged and limits are shattered. This is your arena to prove your worth, claiming not only knowledge but the passionate devotion of every tempting peer.