Ayako wakes up in a body that still remembers how to fight, how to fuck, how to obey certain voices in her head, but not who she really is. That is basically the opening mood here: this weird mix of horny confusion, old myth stuff and a girl who knows she used to be terrifying. The game throws you straight into her fake “normal” life, where she’s stuck in this glossy modern city that feels like a cheap set. She moves through it, clicking on doors, phones, neon-lit streets, and all the time the framing is like some animation storyboard that never got finished. Camera angles hold a bit too long, some cuts feel slightly off, like the editor went for a smoke and never came back. Honestly, I kind of like that. There is this rough timing in the cutscenes that makes Ayako’s blank stare feel more broken than sexy at first, and then suddenly the scene shifts and she’s on her knees, mouth open, because someone whispered the right phrase and that “hunter” instinct is now just a puppet string. The whole oral stuff is framed almost like ritual sometimes: slow shots of her lips, lingering on spit and tongue, like the camera is trying to remember something at the same time as her.

The lesbian tension is not subtle, and that is good. When Yumi shows up, she has this soft, almost gamer-girl vibe at first, but the way the shots linger on hands, thigh touches, that slow press of bodies when they think they’re alone, it feels like the animator is low‑key obsessed with girls grinding on each other. There is one scene where Ayako is supposed to focus on some mythological clue, some symbol tied to old Asian underworld lore, but instead the framing just keeps going back to her fingers twitching near her own pussy as Yumi talks, like her body is answering a different question. She ends up masturbating in a small side room while a demon voice in her head feeds her flashes of past battles mixed with images of Yumi’s tongue between her legs. The cut is brutal, no smooth build up, it just jumps from quiet mystery to her gasping and fingering herself, thighs shaking. Then back to plot like nothing happened. It’s messy, but it feels real in this porn-brain way. The mind control angle hits hardest when Rin appears. Rin doesn’t even need to touch her; the voice alone tilts the whole scene. You can see it in the way the camera slightly drops below eye level whenever Rin speaks, giving Ayako this small, almost lost look, then suddenly she’s taking orders, tasting demon essence on her tongue, half in ecstasy, half in terror, and we never really get a clean line between what she chooses and what’s being pushed into her skull. The supernatural stuff is everywhere in the background, glowing symbols, distorted shadows, those brief flashes of Yomi that burn through a frame like a glitch, but your eyes keep ending up on wet lips, shaking legs, two girls clinging to each other in the dark while something old and hungry watches. It feels less like a nice polished hentai movie and more like opening a horny animator’s rough cut folder where nothing is properly labeled, but everything is way too personal.

This fantasy romp throws you straight into the deep end - you wake up in some demon lord's castle with zero explanation and a very real threat of getting murdered if you step out of line. The premise sounds terrifying until you realize you're basically living in a supernatural harem situation. Your captor might be temperamental and deadly, but hey, at least the other prisoners are gorgeous monster girls who apparently have nothing better to do than chat you up.

The 3D animations are surprisingly smooth when things get steamy, and trust me, they do get steamy. Each demon girl has her own personality quirks and backstory that actually matter - not just cookie-cutter "I'm horny" dialogue. One minute you're having a philosophical discussion about imprisonment, the next you're getting a handjob from a succubus who's genuinely curious about human anatomy. The contrast is jarring but somehow works. What doesn't work is how the male protagonist occasionally sounds like he wandered in from a completely different game, spouting generic hentai lines that clash with the otherwise decent writing.

The castle exploration feels pointless though - you can wander around all you want, but there's really only a handful of rooms that matter. I kept expecting some kind of escape plot or deeper mystery about why you're there, but nope, it's just "talk to demon girls, get sexual favors, repeat." Not that I'm complaining about the sexual content itself - the big-titted demon designs are genuinely creative, mixing traditional succubus elements with more exotic monster features. The handjob scenes have actual technique variety instead of the usual repetitive motions. Still wish there was more plot substance beyond "don't anger the boss lady while you fuck her subordinates." But sometimes simple works.

There’s this thing the game does right away that I actually respect: it doesn’t pretend you’re a hero. You’re just a messy, horny, slightly broken person thrown into a gothic hellhole where every shadow either wants to kill you or fuck you or both at the same time. The “survival horror” part actually matters, not just in the jump scare way, but in the “ok, if I follow my dick here, I might end up chained to a wall with some demon girl sucking my soul out through my spine” way. First time I got that “choose to hide or follow the moaning” prompt, I obviously followed the moaning. Of course the corridor was lit in that sick red and the sound design was wet as hell. And yeah, it was worth it, but I walked away from that scene with my health wrecked, sanity lower, and a mark on my body that keeps showing up in later scenes. That mark is like this little dev note written on your skin: “you’re horny, I know, you will suffer for it.” Sexy punishment, basically.

What I really liked is how it lets you lean into being submissive, dominant, or that chaotic horny survivor that just flips depending on who’s in front of you. One moment I’m pinning a possessed priestess to the altar, hand at her throat while she’s whispering this prayer that sounds more like begging for dick than religion, and the very next route dump I’m the one on my knees in some filthy crypt, forced to “pay” a demon guard with my mouth so he lets me pass. It’s not just “pick dom option, get dom scene” either. If you act like a ruthless bastard earlier, some characters remember that and push back. I had a run where I kept choosing the arrogant, aggressive replies and finally one of the demon twins snapped, took control mid-sex scene and basically used me like a toy until my character passes out. That reversal felt earned. Annoying and hot. Like a bad ex that knows your buttons too well.

Small thing that irritated me: the text choice boxes are too close to the bottom and on Chrome mobile I kept hitting the damn navigation UI when I just wanted to pick the option about biting the nun’s thigh. It pulled me out of the moment every time but I kept playing anyway because the pacing of sex and horror is like watching a slow car crash in latex. Half of the nudity is filthy, sweaty, scratches-on-your-back kind, but then you get this scene in a candlelit library where a demon boy with white eyes reads your mind while fingering you under a table, and you forget you were even supposed to be scared. Or bisexual tension hits out of nowhere: you walk into a ritual chamber, there’s this couple, one demon, one human, and instead of choosing who to fuck, the game lets you slide right into a threeway that still somehow keeps the occult vibe going. I kept telling myself “ok, this time I’ll actually try to survive, not just chase every hot body,” then the UI pops a new corrupted choice in red text and, of course, I click it like an idiot. And the worst part is that the game knows. It keeps asking what you crave, like some smug supernatural therapist who gets paid in your orgasms and bad decisions.

You start as this “honored warrior” who’s basically walking into his own death like an idiot, thinking it’s all glory and songs and whatever. Then the game looks at you and says: actually, no, you’re not here to die, you’re here to fuck. That shift is what sold me. One moment you’re in this gloomy jungle temple, listening to priests talk about sacrifice and duty, and the next, some demon girl with ridiculous tits and a smug smile is grabbing your cock like it’s part of the ritual script. And it kind of is. The whole thing is built around breeding, not just sex as random reward. There’s this twisted idea that your body is a public resource for these monster girls, like your “heroic purpose” is to fill them until they’re dripping. It feels very on the nose, but in a fun way. The scenes are animated just enough that when a demoness is riding you, you see the bounce, the sweat, that heavy ass slapping on your hips, and the moment she makes you cum inside her is clearly the main point, not some optional thing. Creampie is framed like a sacred duty, which is hilariously philosophical if you overthink it a bit, so of course I did.

The jungle setting is actually kind of cool, even if half the time you don’t care because there’s a naked horned girl grinding on you. One moment you’re following this simple little quest marker to an ancient ruin, expecting another boring fight, and suddenly a monster girl pins you against a mossy wall and demands you “prove your devotion” by filling her pussy. There’s a harem vibe, but not the lazy kind where girls fall into your lap for no reason. Here they treat you like breeding stock with a sword, like you are a walking dick attached to a half-useful warrior. It’s weirdly honest. You make a choice in a dialog, think you’re being noble, and the “reward” is her turning around, lifting her tail, and forcing you to fuck her from behind until she’s full. Vaginal sex is the core, not a side menu. There’s this one scene where a demon girl with a massive ass keeps pulling you in deeper every time you try to pull out, like she literally refuses to let you waste a drop. Small detail, but the way her expression changes on that final thrust when you lose control inside her? That part stayed in my head way longer than it should. I got slightly annoyed that some of the quest stuff is just “walk here, talk, bang,” but then I’d see a new animation, like her belly twitching when you cum, and my brain went quiet again. It’s not some grand epic adventure, and the hero is basically a breeding tool pretending to be a warrior, which somehow feels more honest than half the fantasy porn games I tried on Nutaku and itch. Honestly, the game knows exactly what it wants: tits, rituals, demons, and your cum, all mixed into this dirty little “destiny” joke that gets funnier the more seriously the characters talk about it.

This one feels like somebody took a messy crime drama, smashed it into a horny monster-boy VN, then forgot to sand the edges, and honestly that kinda works. You play this bottom-tier yakuza loser who keeps fucking up, the kind of guy who probably gets lost using Google Maps, and in pure panic he calls up a demon. Not some cute imp either, but Ambrosilas, this tall murder genie bastard with horns, claws, and the kind of body that looks like “gym is my religion and also I kill people.” He has this very clear rule set: you give him evil people to slaughter, or he slaughters you instead. Super simple. You immediately screw it up of course, because your target turns out to be... not that bad. And then it becomes this slow car crash where you flirt with the thing that could rip your spine out, while trying not to accidentally send him after someone who just litters too much or something.

What I like is how the game keeps sliding between stupidly funny and surprisingly sweet without ever really warning you. One minute your guy is shitting himself because Ambrosilas is casually talking about ripping organs out, next minute he’s like “ok but do you think my ass looks good in this” and the demon actually answers. There’s a sex scene where you end up with your face shoved in the sheets while this huge demon dick pushes in, and in the middle of it he’s calmly interrogating you about why you joined the yakuza, like it’s a therapy session that happens to include anal. The writing sometimes feels like fanfic written at school on a phone, then you hit a line where Ambrosilas gets genuinely offended that you think he can’t be romantic, and suddenly you’re weirdly invested. Also there’s this tiny pointless choice about what snack you buy at a convenience store that never really pays off and it annoyed me way more than the actual death threats. I keep wondering why they let me pick it if nobody was gonna comment that I bought the worst chips. But whatever. When the demon pins you against a filthy wall and growls in your ear about how “filthy humans like you only deserve pain, unless you beg better,” your brain just short-circuits. The yaoi stuff hits hard too, especially when the MC starts realizing he’s not just scared, he’s turned on by the claws on his throat, and he keeps trying to joke his way out of it like that makes it less gay. It doesn’t. And then the romance creeps in from the side, half hidden under threats and black humor, like when Ambrosilas grumbles that you’re an annoying criminal but still shields you with his body from another monster, like some fucked up demon boyfriend you absolutely should not introduce on Discord. It’s chaotic, horny, sometimes clumsy, sometimes oddly gentle, and it all kind of fits this idiot criminal falling for a murder genie who really, really enjoys rearranging people’s insides.

This thing starts like every horny guy fantasy, but then it keeps poking you in the ribs like “nah, something’s seriously fucked here” and you kinda like it. You’re this dude who’s way too good at making women drop their panties, like it’s almost a joke, but instead of making you a clown harem anime, the game leans into the weird vibes. Every time you think “ok, just another mom-thick-milf-with-big-tits scene,” it drops some creepy detail in the background or a line of dialogue that doesn’t fit, and you’re like… wait. Hold on. Why did that feel wrong and hot at the same time? The story is mostly straight line, yeah, but it feels like you’re walking down a hallway that keeps getting a little darker each door you open. At the same time you’re still getting your dick sucked, so your brain is confused in a nice way.

Sex-wise, it doesn’t waste your time. There’s teasing, a lot of slow burn stuff where a woman will lean in, talk soft, touch your thigh, pull back, make you work for it a bit, then suddenly she’s on her knees and your only reaction is “oh fuck” while the animation kicks in. The animations look like those 3D porn loops you leave on repeat in another tab, but here they actually matter. You get that moment when she’s stroking you and talking shit, then you choose if you wanna push her head down or let her keep using her hand, and it’s not some huge gameplay branch, it’s just enough control to make it feel like your scene. There’s a nice mix of wet handjobs, sloppy oral, and good old raw pussy pounding. No weird pixel censorship bullshit, you really see her tits jiggle when you’re railing her. And the MILFs hit different, especially the one with the tattoo on her hip that you keep staring at every frame, like it’s a cheat code or something.

What I liked a lot is how the supernatural stuff doesn’t scream at you from the start. At first it’s just “ok cool, I’m a lucky bastard fucking hot women,” then little things creep in. A strange shadow in the corner during a masturbation scene. Someone says a word that feels too heavy, like “seed” or “contract,” then just changes subject. One moment you’re buried inside this older woman, completely owning her, pinning her wrists, talking dirty, and for a split second her eyes look way too sharp, almost demonic, then the animation loops back and you’re like did I just imagine that or is this guy actually cursed as fuck. The mystery part hits in a lazy way, like slow smoke filling a room, not like a huge plot twist. It makes you keep clicking not just for more sex but because you kinda wanna know what the hell is wrong with you. The male domination is there, but it’s not screaming “I am the alpha king,” it’s more like “shit got intense, now grab her hair and make her moan your name,” very natural. Sometimes you feel powerful, sometimes you feel like a puppet of something you don’t see. And yeah, there’s demons, or something close, but by the time you realize it, you already busted three times and it’s too late to pretend you’re only here for the story.

Summoning a demon for revenge sounds cool in theory, right? You light some candles from Dollar Store, mumble a half-remembered chant you found on some shady forum, and expect a dramatic but classy spirit to show up and help you screw over your enemies. Instead, this game hands you a horny vengeance demon who absolutely did not get the memo about “professional boundaries”. You play as this poor human guy who clearly thought he was in some edgy occult story, but the second that circle lights up, it turns into something way closer to “I accidentally ordered a sex-obsessed monster from hell and it’s not accepting refunds”. The tone is very “this was supposed to be scary, why is he licking my neck and asking about my taste in guys”.

What I really like is that the demon isn’t just a generic muscle dude with horns slapped on. He looks wrong in a hot way. Eyes a little too sharp, posture too confident, smile just on the edge of predatory. He’s got this vibe where he talks about tearing out someone’s soul, then immediately pivots into teasing the protagonist about being “tempted already, aren’t you?”. The game keeps mixing violence talk and sexual stuff, like he describes revenge as if it’s foreplay, and sometimes it is actually hard to tell if he wants to rip the bully apart or watch the bully fuck you until you cry, for “punishment”. There are a couple scenes where he sits too close and touches a bit too long, and the art really sells that feeling of “I should not be turned on by this, but I am”. When his claws rest on the MC’s throat during a “friendly” chat, yeah, that detail stays in your head.

The writing leans into the gay tension without pretending it’s healthy. This is not soft-boy BL. The protagonist is in over his head and the demon knows it and enjoys it. There are lines like “You called me here to hurt them, but look at you, already trembling from my fingers. Maybe you were the real offering.” He says stuff like that while dragging his claws over bare skin and you just know it will leave marks later. The game doesn’t jump into instant sex; it teases, presses, corners. The first time the MC wakes up with the demon in his bed, half shifted, tail coiled around his leg, hand low on his stomach, that’s the turning point where it stops being “oops, magic went wrong” and becomes “I belong to something not human and he’s enjoying breaking me in”. The sex when it finally happens is intense and rough, full of that “you asked for this” dirty talk that borders on humiliating. The demon treats the MC like both toy and worshipper, grabs his hair, forces eye contact, uses strength he clearly doesn’t need, drags out his orgasm until he’s crying, then casually reminds him that their pact isn’t finished yet. If you like your yaoi with claws, teeth, possessive monsters and a protagonist who gradually gives in to it all, this hits that exact spot where fear and arousal tangle up so much you can’t see the line anymore.

You know that moment when you’re staring at your screen, cock in hand, thinking “why the hell am I doing this again?” This game basically grabs that pathetic little thought, slaps you with a horny demon girl and goes, “yeah, you are addicted, shut up and enjoy it.” You play this poor bastard who jerks off so much he literally sends a horny prayer into the universe, and instead of a therapist, he gets a whole team of succubi answering the call. Not subtle at all. And it’s not just some random OC girls either, it’s like your private illegal multiverse porn folder came to life. One minute you got this smug redhead spy chick with the gymnast hips and attitude, next moment there’s that stretchy superhero mom whose ass honestly deserves its own loading screen, then you blink and boom, that blonde cosplay girl bouncing on your lap like she’s streaming for OnlyFans. It’s messy and stupid and hot. Mostly hot.

What I like is how the game doesn’t pretend you’re a hero. You’re basically a horny lab rat with “superpowers,” so every new girl you summon is part sex toy, part experiment. The “power training” scenes are just excuses for milking sessions, foot worship marathons, deepthroat practice, all wrapped in this half-serious, half-shitpost story about demons and paranormal deals. You get a new ability and your first thought isn’t “how to save the world,” it’s “how many ways can I make this ninja doctor with huge tits lose her mind on my cock.” The game lets you switch from being a controlling bastard, grabbing hair, forcing throats, filling every hole, to just lying back while some smug princess brat steps on your chest, spits on your tip and makes you say “thank you, mistress” before she even touches you. Sometimes it feels like Pornhub category roulette, but in a good way. Or a bad way. Depends on how you feel about drowning in cum.

There’s this one scene that stuck in my brain way too long. You summon this blue-eyed fire princess with that permanent “I’m better than you” face. She looks at your cock like it insulted her ancestors. You use a mind control ability on her, think “oh nice, she’ll become a soft, obedient girl.” Nah. She drops to her knees, smiles with that evil little smirk, and starts a blowjob that feels like she’s trying to ruin you on purpose. Teeth just barely grazing, hands twisting, drool everywhere, eyes rolled back, then she pulls off and wipes her face with her foot, making you lick her toes clean while she calls you her “pet.” I hated how much I loved that. Also the toes animation? Weirdly detailed. Like, someone spent real life hours on those arches and soles, and I can’t decide if I should applaud them or report them to someone. The only thing that annoyed me was this tiny sound effect in one menu that doesn’t match the click, and it’s driving me crazy every single time, and of course it will never get fixed. Anyway, you go from creampies to bukkake stacks to sloppy titfucks, with girls covered in your cum like it’s some cursed skincare routine, and the game just keeps handing you more universes to corrupt. It’s horny, shameless, a bit broken, and honestly feels like your late-night browser history turned into a demon contract you kinda don’t want to escape.

It’s weird how this one tries to be a parody but ends up accidentally saying something kind of tragic about Kobeni, like she keeps blushing through the whole thing yet the game never lets her be just cute or just desperate - it’s always both, tangled together. I kept thinking the demon part would be the main hook, but nah, it’s more about that half-panic look in her eyes when you push too far and she still whispers your name. The timing mechanic feels stupid at first, tapping along while she’s choking or trembling, but then it clicks and suddenly you’re syncing with her rhythm in a way that feels too real for a joke game. It’s messy, literally and emotionally, and the moaning voice lines loop wrong sometimes, which only makes it better somehow - like catching someone mid‑breath and refusing to let them finish.

What gets me is how the corruption doesn’t even feel evil. You start off thinking you’re dominating her, but by day five she’s the one steering things, pretending not to, grinding slow while talking about losing her job as if your cock’s the only comfort left. The writing trips over itself, grammar all over, and yet every line lands because it sounds like someone actually flustered trying to talk dirty and failing. There’s a scene in the bathroom where the mirror fogs up and for a second you see horns behind her reflection, tiny, twitching, like she’s halfway yours already. Then she laughs too loud. Totally ruins the moment. But it sticks.

I’ll say though, the creampie counter? Completely unnecessary and also perfect. It forces you to notice time passing, like this gross little calendar of need. The parody label doesn’t save it from being hot, and the humor doesn’t stop it from being kind of sad. Maybe that’s why I keep replaying it, telling myself it’s for the endings, but really just waiting to hear her gasp that same broken syllable again.