A random number pings your phone and for a second you think it is some boring spam, some "your parcel is on the way" crap, then the avatar pops up and it’s this ridiculous fire-haired bombshell with that kind of smug smile that basically screams: "yeah, I know you’re already hard." That is pretty much the whole mood of this game. It pretends to be about choice and romance and texting etiquette, but in reality it is about how fast you go from "who is this?" to "ok, send more pics, I’m already in too deep." The writing leans into it nicely: short, teasing messages, a lot of tiny pauses where you stare at the screen like an idiot, waiting for the three dots that never come when you expect them. It feels like being ghosted and sexted at the same time.

What I really liked is how the tone shifts in your chat with her. At first she acts like a troll. She sends flirty lines that could be jokes, like she is testing if you are a creep or just horny with some charm. If you answer too thirsty, she calls you out, but not in a heavy way, more like "wow you moved fast there, tiger." If you play cool, she pushes harder, talks about what she is wearing, drops some fetish hints that seem silly at first, then suddenly you realize your replies are way too careful because you want to see every branch. It is still short, you can finish a whole route in less time than you spend doomscrolling Twitter, but there are those little splits where your choice actually matters. One moment you are joking about her hair color, the next moment you are choosing between a shy compliment and a very explicit description of what you would do if she really showed up at your door, soaking wet from the rain, phone in hand.

The lewd stuff hits better than I expected from a "haha funny fetish VN" kind of thing. When she starts describing what she is doing on her bed, the text slows down, messages come in bursts, sometimes just one short line with a sound, or her breathing, or a picture you do not see but she describes like a voice note in text form. There is one path where she makes you type out exactly what you want her to do to herself and if you go too generic, she actually comments that you are boring and steers the scene in her own way. That tiny bit made me grin like an idiot. At the same time, sometimes the horniness jumps so quickly that the "romance" tag feels like a joke, but I kind of like that. It is romance in the sense of: two strangers oversharing, flirting, getting off, then pretending that was deep. The game knows it, it does not try to hide it. A couple of endings are unexpectedly soft though, with her falling asleep mid chat or just asking you something oddly personal right after a filthy exchange. It messes with your head in a cute, slightly perverse way. The whole thing is like opening a wrong-number text and deciding, very clearly against common sense, that you are absolutely going to flirt with this hyper redhead until everything either goes wonderfully right or delightfully wrong.

Uni feels like someone took every messy fantasy I never admit on Tinder chats, threw it into a city, then told a slightly confused girl to just deal with it. You’re in her shoes, this “good” student in a school uniform that is way too tight to be realistic, stuck in a city where everyone wants something from her. Teachers stare too long, classmates test her limits, random creeps on the train “accidentally” brush her ass and you get that little menu in your head: ignore, flirt, let it go further, turn it into blackmail material. It’s like playing your own corruption arc, where sometimes you mean to keep her pure and then you click the wrong thing on your phone half asleep and suddenly she is on a slutty path, doing handjobs for “pocket money” behind a bar and pretending she is fine with it.

What I liked is how normal it starts. Wake up, check the phone, go to school, get harassed in the hallway because of course some guy corners her near the lockers, and you have that moment of “push him away” or “let him grope a little to get info.” Then later that same girl is on the same hallway, boobs practically falling out after you chose a more daring outfit, and other girls are eyeing her like they want to own her. The female domination stuff hits harder than I thought. There is this scene where a more mature girl basically toys with her in the bathroom, fingering her until she is shaking, then just leaves her there dripping and late for class, and you can’t tell if she hates it or if her body is just betraying her. And then later the same MC goes and uses her feet on some loser she met through that trashy dating app in-game, like she learned it from somewhere. On my phone, by the way, on the bus, pretending I read emails while she gives a sloppy blowjob in a dark alley to avoid paying for something. I’m there like, yeah, same, I also sell my dignity for discounts, just not with my mouth.

There is a kind of cruel humor in how the game treats “virgin” status. You try to keep her untouched, play her like a serious student, picking the safe jobs, staying away from the bar shifts, and then the voyeur events just keep showing up. Some dude records her stripping for a dare, another route has a teacher taking pictures under the desk, and you know these will be used for blackmail later. You kind of feel it in your stomach when she is forced to do group stuff just to keep things quiet. One of my runs turned into full prostitution without me actually going “ok, now she is a hooker,” it was just a bunch of small “fine, just this once” choices. Late shift at a sleazy club, some guy grabs her tits, she doesn’t complain because she needs the money, then the manager offers extra cash if she goes to the backroom and “takes care” of a client with her mouth. Then you’re juggling schedule like some sick management sim: school in the morning, part time work, then at night she’s on a couch with two older women and one dude, tongue between thighs while someone is filming on their phone, and her thoughts are all confused. Sometimes she likes being watched, sometimes she panics. The NTR flavor sneaks in too, with her dating some poor shy guy, then cheating on him in a toilet stall at a party, moaning louder because people in the line can hear. Or she ends up being used by his friend while he is in the next room. I kept thinking “why am I doing this to her” while still pushing the more extreme buttons. The whole thing feels dirty in a way that sticks, like closing Pornhub and your screen reflection looks back at you and you go “ok, I’m the problem.” Except here the city is the problem. Or the girl is. Or it’s just me tapping the wrong choice on purpose. Hard to say.

You win some bullshit promo lottery on your phone, tap through the spam, and suddenly you’re on this tiny island where every woman looks like she escaped from some horny artist’s sketchbook. Huge tits, perfect asses that jiggle when they walk, bikinis that are basically suggestions, not clothes. It feels like a bad ad you’d see on Pornhub, but then the game actually lets you walk around, flirt, mess up your lines, try again, push a little more, and the girls actually react instead of just being click-next dolls. One moment you’re on the beach pretending to care about her “hobbies”, next moment she’s pulling your hand to her chest, squashing your face between those ridiculous boobs, and you’re thinking “ok yeah, this is not subtle at all”. And then it gets even less subtle when she drops to her knees, opens your fly and starts a slow, shiny blowjob that’s fully animated, tongue and spit and all, and you’re kinda impressed the devs spent time on how her lips stretch around the tip instead of on the menus, which look like they were made in PowerPoint by a drunk uncle.

It plays like a dating sim that got horny and lost its shame, but in a good way. You pick dialog, you choose where to go, and somehow every decision leads closer to someone’s clothes ending on the floor or “accidentally” on the sand where everyone can see everything. There’s this one girl who keeps pretending she’s shy, hiding behind a towel, then “forgets” to tie it properly and you catch a full view of her pussy when she leans over. The game actually lets you stare, of course, and the camera doesn’t even pretend to be respectful. You can just sit there looking at her big ass, watching the animation loop of her shifting weight, cheeks bouncing slightly, and she calls you out for staring but doesn’t move away. Later, when you finally get her alone in a bungalow, she climbs on top of you, lines your cock up with her pussy and rides until you explode inside her, and you see the cum leaking out in a close-up that’s almost too much, like “ok dude, I get it, you like creampies, chill”. I didn’t chill, by the way.

The island is small but the game keeps finding excuses to throw dirty situations at you. You sit at a bar and some chick with massive tits asks if she can “use your lap as a seat”, then pretends to adjust herself until your dick is lined right up under her. There’s a stupid mini-massage thing at the spa where your “hands” definitely spend more time on nipples than on muscles. One scene that stuck with me is when you sneak around some bushes at night, and the game doesn’t even pretend you’re not a perv. You find two girls playing with a vibrator under the moonlight, one of them lying on a beach towel, legs wide, fingers digging into the sand while the other presses the toy inside her, then pulls it out slick and shiny. You can just watch, listen to the moans, see her tits bouncing every time she jerks, and then the game gives you the option to “join in” like you’re ordering another drink. Sometimes the pacing is weird, like the game jumps from slow teasing footjob, her toes sliding along your shaft while she grins at you, straight to full-on titfuck where her giant boobs wrap you up and you cum all over her face and chest in the next scene with barely a line in between. But whatever, it’s porn logic. There’s even little bits where you catch girls masturbating alone in their rooms if you show up at the “wrong” time, like one lying on her stomach, grinding on a pillow, moaning into it while the camera basically crawls between her thighs. And then three clicks later she’s acting like nothing happened, which makes no sense, but by that point your dick doesn’t really care about lore.

You close your eyes in your boring bedroom and open them in the kind of fever dream only people who stayed too long on hentai subreddits would recognize. Floor’s not even yours. Gravity feels slightly drunk. There’s a catgirl kneeling on your chest like you’re furniture, tail flicking over your mouth while she argues with a floating robot about whether you count as “property” or “partner.” She’s wearing this half-assed cosplay mashup that looks like someone tried to mix maid uniform with battle gear and gave up halfway. She keeps “testing” your reactions. Fingers tracing your crotch through your pants, nails dragging just a bit too slow, telling the robot to record your pulse when she gropes you. She keeps saying it’s “for science” but she’s grinding on your thigh while she says it, so yeah. Science with nipple clamps and a collar.

The game plays like some horny sandbox dating sim that drank too much sci-fi and shonen anime. You wander a weird city that looks medieval if you squint, until a neon sign pops up over an elf brothel and ruins the illusion. There’s monster girls tending stalls and they all look at you like you’re a walking virgin buff. Some of them actually say it. Out loud. One big-titted cyclops girl literally bets you she can make you cum from a handjob without letting you thrust at all, and the game actually locks your inputs and makes you watch her smug face while she squeezes and strokes and slows down right before your bar hits full. She spits on your tip, smirks, denies you on purpose, and then asks if she can tag you as a “denied client” in her app. I swear it felt more humiliating than losing in ranked on Valorant.

What really messed with me was how often the world pretends sex is just another stat. There’s an elf matron who checks your “breeding potential” like she’s scanning a QR code, talks about your balls like they’re gear in an RPG, then drags you behind a curtain and mounts you slow, riding you raw while lecturing you on proper thrust rhythm. She keeps squeezing her pregnant belly against your stomach, milk leaking down on your chest, telling you this is your “future” if you keep signing slave contracts without reading them. Then, same game, you’re in a dirty alley watching two girls in cosplay dom gear spit on a chained-up maid and use her face for practice. One sits on her nose, the other pinches her nipples till she squirts all over the ground, and you don’t even get to join unless you agree to be collared too. The childhood friend with the short hair finds out later, pins you in the wrestling ring, sits on your face and rubs herself all over your mouth while punching your stomach lightly every time you try to breathe, calling you a perv and making you say whose slave you want to be. She keeps pretending she’ll let you cum if you answer “correct,” then pulls away right when you’re twitching, laughing in that half-cruel, half-affectionate way that makes your brain melt.

Group scenes happen so casually it almost feels wrong. You walk into a bathhouse and suddenly there’s a harem of different races arguing over who gets your cock first. One girl wants anal, one wants your mouth, one just wants to milk you with her tits. They line you up, use your body like a shared toy, switch places without asking, and the camera just lingers on wet skin, dripping cum, drooling mouths. A robot hovers overhead and records everything for “research,” again, but secretly you find that same recording in your room later and, yeah, you end up jerking off to your own humiliation. Sometimes the game makes you just watch. A lesbian dom scene behind a glass wall, another girl getting spanked till her ass glows red, then shoved full of a dildo while she cries and smiles at the same time. You can’t help. You can only stare. And worse, the UI tracks how long you watched, and some characters tease you about it later like they saw your browser history. Not gonna lie, some of the animated ahegao faces look stupid as hell, tongues flopping like broken gifs, but then one of them starts squirting on your abs while begging for more and your brain just forgives everything.

I kept wishing they’d at least let me change one stupid tiny thing, like that ugly default collar you get tagged with in the early slave arc, but no, it stays in every sex scene for hours, mocking you quietly. You go from shy virgin to the guy who’s creampied an orc, an elf, a catgirl, and something with too many tentacles, and still that same cheap collar sits on your neck, reminding you you’re never fully in control here. It’s messy, horny, mean, sometimes sweet by accident, like when the pregnant catgirl curls around you in bed, leaking milk on your chest and purring while you lazily finger her and she tries not to moan too loud. Then she ruins the moment, calls the robot, and asks it to replay earlier footage of you getting pegged so she can laugh at your face while you cum again inside her. This whole world feels like that: one long, sweaty joke on you that somehow keeps you hard anyway.

Game feels like someone smashed a horny superhero comic into a messy school life sim and then just said “yeah, that’s fine, ship it.” You play this dude who’s supposed to be some kind of secret hero, but in practice you’re running around campus juggling classes, stats, and MILFs with asses so big they basically need their own dialogue box. There’s this one teacher with a tight skirt and absolutely ridiculous tits, and the first time she bends over at the blackboard, the camera does this slow pan that made me instantly hit F12 like a trained animal. I’ve got a whole folder in my gallery app just for her, not even kidding. The game doesn’t care about being subtle. You peek through doors, spy on showers, “accidentally” walk into rooms at night, all that voyeur stuff, and a lot of it is animated in a way that feels dirty in the good way, like old looping gifs you find on shady forums at 2 bars of wifi.

What caught me off guard is how it swings between dumb sex jokes and actual RPG style stuff. You’ve got stats to grind, choices to make, a clock always mocking you. Some scenes need certain power level or charm, some need you to train your combat a bit, because yeah, there are monsters and hero duties shoved between blowjobs and handjobs. One moment you’re tapping through a romance scene, trying to say the right sweet thing so the girl trusts you, next moment you’re in a dungeon smacking some fantasy creature around so you can go back to campus and fuck someone’s brains out. And the sleep stuff is in there too, the game doesn’t pretend to be wholesome. You sneak into a room at night, the girl breathing slowly, panties half visible, and the animation kicks in with slow strokes, soft moans, that kind of “I shouldn’t be watching this but I’m still watching and screen recording” vibe. It’s actually weird how much care they put into mouth movement during oral, tongue flicks, spit strings, then other parts look like they forgot to finish them and said “eh, whatever.”

I played mostly on mobile, swiping through the sandbox map between classes, hero jobs, and all the lewd events, and it runs fine in Chrome but stuttered like hell for me on Firefox, which pissed me off more than it should. Sometimes the combat pops up when I really just want to chase the milf in the cosplay outfit, which kind of kills the mood. Although, that cosplay scene where she shows up in this totally not-legal magical girl outfit and you end up with her riding you, tits bouncing in that slow loop, and then you can choose to pull out or just creampie her and watch it leak… yeah, that one’s sitting as a 4-second gif on my phone next to my calculator app like some cursed secret. Dialogue jumps from sweet romance to rough BDSM talk in like two clicks, and half the time I’m not sure if the protagonist is supposed to be a nice guy, a hero, or a total perv who lucked into powers. Doesn’t matter. There was this bathroom scene, just you watching through a cracked door, handjob with her whispering that someone might walk in, then she drops to her knees and goes full sloppy oral, spit dripping down your shaft, and I actually paused just to clip the best angle. And I forgot what I wanted to say after that, but yeah, it’s that kind of game.

You wake up in this weird elf city where everyone looks flawless but the whole place is basically sexually frustrated to hell and back. No kids, no pregnancies, just a bunch of long‑lived beauties with tight clothes and fake calm smiles. And then there is you. Dude with magic dick. Not metaphor. Actual plot. Meliara, the elf mage who drags you into this, has that cold, unreadable face and those “I’ve studied forbidden magic for 300 years, now take your pants off” eyes. She talks about destiny and research and rituals like it’s some academic project, while your cock is already the center of the meeting. That mix of serious fantasy vibe and totally shameless breeding talk is what hooked me. It feels like a slow burn, but horny. She’ll stand there with her staff, cloak half open, boobs pushed together just enough to distract, calmly explaining the curse and her plan, and then she asks you how many times you can cum in one night like she’s asking what your favorite color is.

What surprised me is how much time the game lets you just exist in Libon. You’re not just jumping from sex scene to sex scene. You wander this city full of tall, smug elves, monster girls with strange curves in all the right places, older women with that “I’ve seen shit, show me if you can still impress me” attitude. There’s a dating sim layer on top of all the filthy stuff. You talk, pick dialogue options, sometimes say something stupid and piss off an elf guard with huge tits. I liked one moment where I kept teasing this proud warrior elf about her “duty to the city” and she pretended she didn’t care, then one thing led to another and she had her legs wrapped around me, nails digging into my back, telling me to fill her up “for the future of our people.” Super cheesy. I grinned anyway. The game does that a lot, mixing serious lore with completely shameless breeding talk. Sometimes it works, sometimes it’s like watching a fantasy novel strip naked and forget the plot for a while.

The lewd scenes themselves go pretty hard. Big asses pressed against you, soft handjobs turning into desperate riding, elves making those over the top faces when they finally get that thick load inside. There’s this one scene where Meliara is trying to stay in control, doing this almost clinical handjob while asking you about your stamina, and you can either play along with her “experiment” or just grab her hips and ruin her whole plan. I picked the second, obviously. Watching her expression shatter, then her insisting she “needed to evaluate the internal effect” and forcing you to finish inside, that hit that perfect mix of nerdy and filthy for me. Not everything is perfect though. Sometimes conversations drag a bit and you just want to skip straight to the part where somebody gets filled. And the way the city map works annoyed me for no real reason, like I’d always misclick the wrong area and forget what I was trying to do. But when you land in the right place, like stumbling into a quiet bath where a lonely milf elf is soaking and clearly hasn’t been touched properly since the curse started, and she pretends she only wants to “confirm your potential for the ritual” while guiding your cock between her thighs and begging under her breath for you to cum deep inside, that’s when the game really shines. If you play it, take your time with the choices, push the conversations, tease the girls instead of rushing. The payoff hits way harder when that cold, untouchable elf you’ve been flirting with for ages finally spreads her legs and tells you to breed her until the curse means nothing.

Game throws you in as this washed-up teacher who clearly should not be allowed near a classroom, and somehow he gets hired again, but only because the academy is freaking broke and needs to squeeze cash out of its spoiled rich girl students. Whole thing is this mix of fake “education” on the surface and degenerate hostess club corruption under it, and it actually works way too well. One minute you are checking grades and pretending to improve their math, next moment you are checking how much they made last night grinding in the club, drunk businessmen tipping them just to watch them bend over. It feels like a school sim that forgot about morality completely and then doubled down on it. The girls start all snobby and useless, all attitude and zero skills, then slowly you push them into working nights, shorter skirts, higher heels, “private” clients. You say it is for the school budget. Sure. I believed that for like five seconds.

What I really liked is how the corruption is snuck in under the usual mobile game routine. You open the game on the bus or on toilet, click around a bit: schedule classes, assign a girl to the VIP room, check club income, reply to a few in-game texts, pretend you are just doing management stuff. Then you suddenly unlock a “special lesson” and now she is choking on your cock in the teachers’ lounge after class, drool everywhere, and the game treats it like some pop-up reward. It feels wrong in this very deliberate way. There is this moment when one of the girls comes to your office pissed because her family found out she is working at night, and you can either comfort her or basically gaslight her into thinking it is hot and empowering to flash her tits for champagne money. I chose the second, obviously. Later she is in the club room, letting some random guy grope her under the table while you watch like some proud coach, and the game just quietly tracks “corruption” like this is a normal stat. No big fanfare, just another bar going up. People complain about grind, but honestly I found myself tapping through the day cycles on my phone half-distracted, then a new scene hits where a girl who was super shy before is now riding you raw in a classroom after school, creampie dripping down her thighs while she talks about exam scores, and suddenly you are very awake again.

The best part is how the girls mix humiliation, money and sex. There is this one where you force a virgin honor student to work her first hostess shift, she is shaking while trying to pour drinks, and the old dude keeps “accidentally” brushing his hand over her ass. You can either pull her out or pretend not to see. If you leave her, next time she is in your office, red face, stammering that she had to give a handjob in the back room so the client would not complain, and she is both ashamed and kind of turned on. She asks you if she did well, like you are some fucked up teacher giving grades on perversion. And the game gives you this choice: pat her head and tell her she is a good little slut, or act “professional” and talk about customer satisfaction. I hate how much I laughed at that. The 3D girls look good when they strip down on stage too, especially when you make them perform for practically empty room just so you can watch from the shadows. But then there is stupid tiny stuff, like the UI buttons being in weird places or the text box covering the tits during key scenes, that annoyed the hell out of me and I kept thinking they would fix it and they just… did not. Also the netorare angle kind of creeps in sideways: you train them, get close, then you send them to wealthy pigs and slowly their messages shift from “teacher, I am scared” to “he paid extra to fuck me bare, isn’t that good for the school?” and you are there, staring at your phone, half hard, half pissed, and still pressing next. Anyway, the game feels trashy, horny, mean and weirdly chill at the same time, like something you open for “just one more day cycle” and then suddenly you are arranging which student will suck cock in the bathroom stall to cover the electricity bill.

You wake up, horny, confused and a little annoyed, and the game just shrugs and drops a catgirl in your lap like that’s a normal Tuesday. She’s not the cutesy “nya~ master” type either, at least not at first. There is this weird mix of needy kitten and bratty roommate who looks through your browser history and then pretends she didn’t. One moment she’s pressing those ridiculous tits against your arm while her tail flicks, next moment she’s acting offended you looked. Classic. The robot friend beside her is even stranger. Not some cold metal toy, more like a pervy Alexa with a body and no shame, scanning everyone, throwing humiliating comments about body temperature, arousal levels, “fertility status” in your face. It feels like a therapist that skipped ethics class and went straight to “how can I make you blush harder” mode.

Where it gets fun, or fucked up, or both, is how the game handles control. You’ve got the usual dating sim stuff, choices, gifts, events, blah, but then it slides quietly into serious kink territory. Orgasm denial isn’t just a line in the menu, it becomes part of the daily routine. A handjob that stops right when she starts to squirt. A blowjob where the robot keeps count of thrusts and locks the toy on your cock if you cum too fast. You get a catgirl on her knees, drooling on your shaft, and at the same time a cold voice in your ear rating your self control like it’s grading homework. It should be stupid. It kind of is. I liked it anyway. Then there is the childhood friend, the wrestler girl with short hair and tan lines that tell you exactly what kind of bikini she wears and how long she stayed in the sun. She suplexes you on the mattress, sits on your face, calls it “training”, and the game treats her virginity like a big boss fight. When you finally break her hymen you feel half proud, half guilty, and the stupid part is that the game never actually asks you to feel anything at all. It just lets the blood, the creampie, the shaking legs speak.

Fantasy and sci fi keep mixing like someone spilled two different games together and never cleaned the floor. One route has you dealing with elves and a monster girl that squirts milk when you grope her too hard, another throws in cybernetic restraints and a “safety protocol” that clearly is not safe. Pregnancy stuff is everywhere, but not shoved in your face, more like a quiet threat. You watch bellies swell after one too many creampies, lactation dripping through cosplay outfits, the robot calmly explaining hormone changes while you’re busy pounding an ahegao-faced catgirl in anal. There is this voyeurism system where you can spy on girls masturbating, or on two of them going full lesbian, one more dominant, slapping ass and making the other lick her own juices off a toy. Then the same girl later kneels for you, calls you master, and it actually feels a bit too easy. That annoyed me, not enough struggle, not enough real humiliation, but I kept playing anyway. The sandbox part sometimes feels like a mess, wandering around just to trigger a titfuck scene in the shower or a quick spanking in the locker room, and I kind of hate that I had to open Notes on my phone to remember where the best scenes were. But then the game throws a horror-style event at you, lights flicker, some superpower shit activates, your slave girl starts floating and moaning like possessed, and you still end up with her pinned under you, begging for more vaginal and anal at the same time like that’s totally normal reaction to paranormal activity. It’s trashy, it’s inconsistent, it pretends to care about consent while letting you push way too far in group sex scenes, and I still found myself tabbing away from Telegram so I could focus when the robot whispered “orgasm denied” and the catgirl looked like she might cry if I didn’t let her cum. I wanted more actual fear in the horror, more sting in the BDSM, less harem softness, but I know I’d complain even if it had all that.

You start as this washed-up brothel manager who clearly peaked seasons ago and is now crawling back into the game, and the whole thing feels like someone mashed a dating sim with a messy management spreadsheet and a horny Game of Thrones fanfic. You click around the city map, hunt for scenes, drag stats up and down, try not to bankrupt yourself while you “train” noble ladies who probably should be ruling kingdoms instead of riding your dick on a dusty sofa. The tone jumps all over the place: one moment you’re giving serious political advice to a queen, next moment you’re timing a handjob scene with a silly little arousal bar like it’s a rhythm game for degenerates. I kinda loved it. I kinda hated it. Then I clicked “next day” again.

The main thing that works is how each girl has her own ladder of corruption, and yeah, it’s absolutely a ladder, with small kinks at the start and full-on harem chaos at the top. With Daenerys, for example, the first time she lets you touch her it’s this stiff, awkward groping in a dim room, she’s acting all high and mighty, and you only got that far because you pushed her influence stat higher than her pride. Ten in-game days later you’re managing her schedule so she can fit in a public blowjob “for morale” after a council meeting, while you’re calculating income from nobles who pay extra to watch. I was literally alt-tabbing to Google Sheets to track which route opened which voyeur scene, because the game just shrugs and says “figure it out, perv.” It pretends to be point & click, but secretly it’s an achievement hunt with boobs.

What cracked me up is how serious it pretends to be about politics. You’re arranging alliances, pushing these women toward crowns and castles, but the reward for a smart decision is usually some filthy humiliation scene in a side room. There’s this bit with Cersei where you think you’re just negotiating terms, then one wrong dialogue choice and she’s on her knees, covered by half the guard in a bukkake mess, glaring at you like it’s your fault she’s enjoying it. And yeah, it is. Or the first lesbian scene between Margaery and Sansa where it starts like soft teasing, slow kissing, just a little voyeur angle from the keyhole, and then suddenly Margaery is stuffing a toy between Sansa’s thighs while you’re outside the door deciding if you want to interrupt them for “business reasons.” I picked “wait” just to see if there was a second stage. There was. Twice. Honestly I got more invested in ticking off their creampie variations than in the actual power endings, then later I complained to myself the game had too many endings.

It’s rough in places though. Sometimes you grind influence or gold for several cycles, get hyped, trigger a new scene with Melisandre, and it’s literally just her talking in circles about fire while she lazily jerks you off. Then the next event is her using you like a toy, tying you up, dripping wax and chanting while three other girls watch and take turns sitting on your face. No warning, no ramp-up, just “ok, we’re doing cult-level bdsm now.” I liked that whiplash. I didn’t. The UI is a bit of a cluttered mess, too, tiny clickable hotspots on the map and in rooms, so half of my achievements unlocked by accident because I misclicked a door and walked in on Missandei and Ygritte grinding on each other, both trying to pretend it’s “training for future husbands.” That was a good misclick though. On the other hand I kept obsessing over one tiny thing: tooltips sometimes tell you “raising obedience unlocks new actions” and then you raise it and nothing obvious happens, but ten in-game days later, boom, group sex event in a bathhouse with three Stark women like it’s the most normal staff meeting of the week. The pacing is trash and perfect at the same time, like those memes where your save file name is “just one more scene.” I kinda wish there was a proper gallery, I kinda don’t, because hunting the scenes down with bad notes in my phone made it feel more dirty. Anyway, the whole thing is basically a big corruption puzzle where the reward is seeing queens, warriors and “proper” ladies on their knees, spread, collared, sometimes with ahegao faces that look too silly and still somehow hit just right.