You’re sitting there, phone in hand, thinking it’s just another cute little “help the girl get ready for her school exam” sim, right? Hair, makeup, outfit, some dialogue choices, a few horny CGs later. Easy. Except the “girl” the game wants to send to that exam is you. And you started this story with a dick, a very normal male student brain, and zero idea why the fuck you’re suddenly being measured on eyeliner technique and how well you can sway your hips in a tight skirt without flashing half the class.

The game opens quiet, almost boring, and that’s what hooked me. No instant blowjob tutorial, no “here’s your harem, pick a hole.” Just a nervous morning, a school setting that feels too normal, and weird little hints that something is off with your body. The first time you realize your reflection in the mirror doesn’t match the way you remember yourself, it hits like a small car crash. The dev takes their time with it, slow corruption of gender and morals at the same time. First it’s “just crossdressing for this one exam.” Then it’s “well, you need to practice walking in heels, let the teacher help your posture.” Then somehow you’re bent over the desk, feeling your ass slapped and graded like part of the curriculum, and the worst part is your in-game thoughts start to enjoy it. Those internal monologue lines when you’re getting groped in the hallway, and you catch yourself wondering which of the boys has the biggest cock, were dirtier than the actual CGs for me.

I liked how the game makes you complicit in your own downfall. You pick the lipstick shade that later gets smeared during a messy oral exam. You choose to act “a bit more submissive” to get a better score, and suddenly you’re on your knees between two classmates, throat used like a warm hole while the teacher pretends not to see. They pretend badly. There is some netorare shit going on, too, but sideways: your old male identity kind of feels like the one getting cuckolded as your new girly body gets filled, stretched, creampied. One run I had my “good girl” reputation used as an excuse to parade me in front of older staff, a humiliating little exhibition where they check if the “student” is ready. Gloved fingers spreading you open, comments about how tight you are and how a nice big black cock will fix that. Another run I resisted more and the corruption took longer, with more teasing, more “accidental” touches, more voyeur scenes in locker rooms and bathrooms, like the game was punishing me for not giving in fast enough by cranking up the sexual harassment.

It feels janky in spots. Some AI CGs look amazing from one angle and kind of cursed from another, like the face doesn’t fully match the body, or the hands are doing that weird too-many-fingers thing if you stare too long. I still stared. The summer vibe is weirdly relaxing though, all bright classrooms and sunlit corridors while behind the scenes you’re being turned into the school’s futa toy or the class’ shared virgin project, depending on choices. There is this one branching bit where you can agree to a “private tutoring” session with a strict female teacher and it starts as normal exam prep, then she makes you spread your legs on the chair, checks how wet you are “from stress,” and then uses you until you’re shaking, all while lecturing about responsibility. Female domination scenes like that felt personal, intimate in a fucked up way. Then later the same character can watch you get stuffed by multiple guys at once, barely saying anything, just writing notes like you’re a lab rat. It messed with my head in a good way.

The story is mostly kinetic in pacing but still manages to feel like a sandbox for your humiliation. One time I focused on being the perfect obedient girl and ended up pregnant from an exam “reward,” cum dripping out in a medical examination scene that treated your belly like a test result. Another time I pushed for more wild stuff and unlocked a futa transformation path, where you keep a cock while having this soft, thick ass and big boobs, so they test how many students can fit inside or around you at once. I still have the scene of being pushed up against the classroom window in my head, skirt hitched, some monster girl-looking classmate pounding me from behind while random NPCs walk outside, clueless. The game doesn’t rush those moments. It lets your thoughts spiral, your shame grow, your arousal betray you. It’s messy, inconsistent, a little ugly here and there, but the slow burn into full sissification and “everyone uses the exam girl” fantasy hits way harder because of that.

Sereneth looks like the kind of fairy you’d see on a fantasy book cover, all glowing wings and soft curves, but the game really loves tearing that first impression to pieces. She walks into this story like some devoted, almost naive lover, hanging on Caelen’s arm, swearing she’ll stay pure for him, and ten minutes later the script is already poking at every weak spot in that promise. The whole thing runs like one long, painful tease. You know where it’s heading, she kinda feels it too, but they both keep pretending this is just some noble quest to save a princess. It’s not. It’s a long, horny slow crash where “rescue mission” slowly turns into “how many twisted ways can we ruin this relationship and still pretend it’s romance”.

The Forest of Myrlaen is basically one big corruption machine. Every stop is an excuse for something filthy to chip away at her loyalty: a “healing ritual” that needs way too much skin, a magic vine that grabs the wrong places and doesn’t let go, a monster girl who touches her way too casually while explaining how “shared pleasure builds trust”, that kind of energy. Sereneth starts off swatting hands away, tail twitching when someone talks about her body, clinging to Caelen’s side. Then the game starts pushing situations where he turns his back for a moment and some other “guide” or “ally” is already sliding fingers between her thighs, testing just how sensitive fairy skin really is. One of the better scenes has Olgrun pretending to “check for curses” while his grubby hands knead her ass like dough, and the camera just lingers there while she tries to keep her voice steady so Caelen doesn’t notice. The animation zooms in on her lip biting and that tiny little tremble in her legs. It’s filthy and kind of mean in a way NTR fans will recognize immediately.

What really hits is how the erotic pacing keeps grinding away at both of them. Caelen gets moments of fake hero confidence, kissing her, telling her he will protect her, while the player already saw her just get stuffed full by something with a cock thicker than his arm in the last branch. There’s a scene with an arrogant elven noble who makes her “prove” fairy loyalty on her knees, tongue working on his big cock while Caelen sits outside the tent, listening to “magic chanting” that is just wet choking sounds. The game plays hard with contrast: romance framed like a dating sim on one side, and on the other side you have blacked style scenes where her tight little body is pinned, legs spread, wings twitching as she takes a big black cock or gets used by some leering monster in all the wrong ways, filled and creampied until dripping. Sometimes she tries to talk her way out and ends up getting spanked over someone’s lap, or having her feet worshiped and then used in a messy footjob that leaves her blushing and breathing hard. The whole “fairy born of ancient magic” thing slowly twists into “perfect toy for anyone with the power to push her”, and the transformation is more mental than physical, though the game clearly enjoys making her ass and tits look fuller, slick with cum, marked, pregnant risk constantly hanging in the background. At first she’s horrified when something leaks out of her after a rough anal session behind some roots, later she just wipes it off and smiles weakly, telling herself it was only for the mission. It’s that painful little lie that makes the next blowjob sting more than any tentacle ever could.

Goldream City sounds like some cheap mobile gacha name, but here it’s just the horny summer town where almost nobody keeps their clothes on for long and half the neighbors are monsters with tits bigger than common sense. You play this “returning home” guy who pretends he’s coming back for a relaxing vacation, but every single corner of the city is like a porn genre speedrun. One day you’re flirting with your sweet “childhood friend” at the school rooftop, next day you’re in some shady alley watching a milf mom get pounded by a huge black cock while her husband pretends he doesn’t see it. The game kind of laughs at you for trying to be romantic when literally everyone is cheating on everyone and half the cast is secretly in heat. There’s this mix of visual novel scenes and sandbox wandering around town, so you go from casual small talk about homework to “hey, do you want to see how deep this futa can go” in like two clicks.

What really hits weird is how normal the corruption feels after a while. At first you might think “ok, this is my nice pure girl, I will protect her,” and ten scenes later you’re watching her moan on some monster girl’s tentacles while a big black cock uses her throat like it’s a warm toy. It doesn’t even pretend to be fair to the male characters. Husbands, boyfriends, that shy virgin classmate, they just get blacked, cucked, stolen, and the game winks at you like it’s telling an old meme. Sometimes you are the one doing the stealing, sometimes you are just the pervert hiding in the closet, jerking off while your crush gets double stuffed, and the worst part is that the story keeps going like this is totally normal summer behavior. There is incest teased in that kind of “we both know this is wrong but we keep standing too close in the kitchen” way, and the futa and lesbian stuff sneaks in casually: one moment it’s innocent kissing at the beach, next moment she’s pulling out a cock bigger than your arm and pounding a blushing schoolgirl from behind while you sit there with your sad little handjob. The mix of pregnancy risk, anal, titfucks, footjobs, spanking, public teasing on the bus, it’s like some horny dev opened a porn tag list and said “yes” to everything. Sometimes it’s hot, sometimes it’s too much, sometimes the AI and 2D/3D art clash and someone’s tits look like they’re from another dimension, but then the game hits you with a quiet moment on a summer night, soft romance, slow blowjob under the stars, and in the next scene that same girl is on her knees with three cocks in her, crying from pleasure while you pretend you still have control of this story. You don’t. That’s kind of the whole joke.

Goblin Down feels like someone took a messy affair from a cheap motel, stitched it into a fantasy story, then forgot to iron the seams. Which I mean as a compliment. As a lingerie designer I kept thinking of it like a jealous little boudoir drama: tiny space, three bodies, way too much skin and not enough honesty. You start as this rookie adventurer who once got saved by a goblin girl, then years later she’s your wife, Qilka, and she’s basically the only one in the house with any common sense. Her design hits weirdly close to how I sketch green-skinned models: short, soft belly, those slightly too-big eyes that look innocent even when she’s getting railed, and that cheap village dress that screams “I can be pulled aside in one motion.” It’s not elegant, but it works. Like lace that scratches but looks hot in photos.

What hooked me most wasn’t even the orc at first, it was how fast the mood in the house rots once he shows up. One scene you bring this huge hurt bastard home like some stray dog, next scene you’re watching her fuss over him, wiping his chest, his thighs, pretending she’s just doing first aid while her cheeks are already a little flushed. There is this early voyeur moment where you peek through the cracked door and the animation has her hand hovering just a bit too long over his crotch, like she’s “accidentally” brushing it. That’s when the game stopped feeling like a heroic fantasy and more like catching your partner sexting with someone bigger. The actual sex escalates in a way that made my stomach twist: first it’s innocent tending, then a clumsy handjob where she looks like she’s not even sure how she got there, then full-on sloppy oral with her ears twitching and eyes rolled up, that classic ahegao face that would look stupid if the guilt wasn’t so heavy. Sometimes her expression is a bit too cartoony for the mood, by the way. I wanted one scene where she just looks wrecked inside, not only drooling and cross-eyed. But they never go there, they stay in that porn comic style, which annoyed me and I still kept going.

What I like, or hate, is how the corruption isn’t only about her. You as the husband are kind of pathetic and it’s hot in a really bad way. The game gives you these choices where you can pretend nothing’s wrong, go back to your guild work, or poke around like a paranoid idiot. I picked the coward route first, just left them alone, and later there’s this animated loop of the orc lifting her by the hips and pounding her from behind in your own bedroom, her ring still on her finger, and I actually paused and stared like it was some lingerie catalog shot I needed to analyze. Her little tits bounce against his stomach, the camera lingers on the creampie dripping out of her while she whispers how “it’s fine, he’ll never know.” It’s filthy and sort of beautiful in a trashy way, like mismatched bra and panties that somehow look better than a full set. There’s one scene where she rides him in your bed, looking back at the doorway, almost like she wants you to walk in and watch. That voyeur energy is crazy, even if a few transitions feel rushed, like they skipped a beat between nervous groping and full surrender. Still, the whole thing left me thinking about designing a set inspired by her: something green and torn at the hem, a little too small, like it belongs to a wife who says she’s loyal while her thighs are still sticky from someone else. And then I remembered this is just a short visual novel and I’m overthinking it while she’s taking orc dick again in the next CG.

Sex in space always sounds kind of goofy in my head, but this one actually leans into that mess instead of pretending to be “hard sci-fi”. You start as this assistant to a big-shot senator on Earth, while Mars is trying to become its own thing with its own rules, own calendar, own kinks. Your boss is all about shutting down polygamy and polyandry, making marriage “pure” again, and then your character is constantly surrounded by people who very clearly don’t give a shit about that. So half the time you’re writing dry political speeches and the other half you’re secretly watching someone get their ass smacked red in a private office on a station orbiting Venus. Kind of a mood shift, but it works better than it should.

The sex itself is not shy at all. Big tits, big asses, a lot of focus on slow touching, groping, hands sliding under clothes during “serious” meetings. There are animated scenes where a calm talk about Martian independence suddenly turns into the candidate bending forward over a desk, skirt pushed up, and the protagonist’s hand comes down on her ass again and again while she’s trying to keep her voice steady. The game loves mixing politics talk with dirty stuff like that. Some routes get really messy with cheating: you can be the side piece for a married Martian diplomat, watching from a hidden camera while her official husband is busy somewhere else. There are scenes where you sit alone in your cabin on a Mars shuttle, jerking off while scrolling through secret footage on your mobile, watching your lover ride someone else’s cock and pretending you are okay with it. That voyeurism and netorare angle hits harder than I expected, because the story actually spends time letting you like these people first. It stings when you realize she is moaning louder for the other guy than she ever did for you. There are oral scenes where you feel less like a hero and more like a consolation prize, sitting on the edge of a bed while she goes down on you right after coming back from “meeting her campaign donor”. And sometimes the interracial angle pops up in a way that is not very subtle: Earth-born, Mars-born, different skin tones, different bodies, your character stuck in the middle trying to pretend this is all just politics. The game jumps from romantic cuddling after sex, where she snuggles into your chest and actually looks soft and in love, to cold, distant masturbation scenes where you’re alone again, jerking off to something on your phone because she did not show up. The romance has sweet bits, but the cheating keeps cutting through it, and somehow that mix of warmth and betrayal feels very on-brand for a future where love and law are constantly pulling in different directions.

Game feels like someone mashed up a bootleg Witcher fever dream with a horny visual novel and then forgot to polish anything, and weirdly that kinda works. You start as this exiled prince who clearly should not be in charge of a kingdom, because every decision you make is like: politics on the left, pussy on the right, and guess which one you always walk toward. The whole “return to your homeland” thing is there, but half the time I honestly forgot about the throne because I was busy watching how badly I could corrupt every girl that crossed my path. There’s this slow build where at first it pretends to be serious fantasy, talking about heirs and rivals and noble houses, and then ten minutes later you’re balls-deep in some monster girl who technically wants to kill you but also wants your seed. It shouldn’t be hot. It is.

What I really liked is how the game lets you be a sneaky little perv without actually spelling it out. You’ve got scenes where you’re clearly supposed to walk away, like “respect the privacy” and all that, and instead you just stand there and watch through a half-open door while your future concubine gets herself off thinking about you. One click turns into an entire corruption route. You promise her romance, she thinks she’s getting some fairy-tale prince, and then two scenes later you’re pinning her to the bed, hand wrapped around her throat, whispering about how she belongs in your harem and her only job is to take your cum and give you heirs. Then she actually starts talking about wanting your child, and the game doesn’t shy away from it. Thick creampie shots, her begging you not to pull out, that shaky breathing after you finish, like she knows her life just changed. It’s kind of fucked up and kind of beautiful and then kind of fucked up again.

The animated parts are the best and also the worst. Some loops are super smooth, like the way a witch rides you in this ruined chapel, her tits bouncing and your seed leaking out when she slams all the way down, and you’re like “ok nice, someone actually cared.” Then there’s another scene where your handjob reward looks like it was made in a rush between coffee breaks, her fingers clipping weirdly while you’re trying to focus on the cum shot. I’m still salty the prince walks around like he’s god’s gift, but his facial expressions in a few scenes are stiff as hell. All the “RPG” stuff is really just an excuse to send you from girl to girl, and I’m fine with that, even if sometimes the quests feel like busy work from an old mobile game. But whatever, I kept playing because that feeling when you slowly twist a pure girl into a willing broodmare, then watch her swell with your child while rivals plan to murder you in the background, hits a very specific nerve. You’re half hero, half bastard, and the game never really punishes you for choosing the darker option. Dare to play it alone, or invite company?

Rumors always sound stupid until you are the one they whisper about. This game throws you into one of those sticky school legends, the “there is a satanic cult behind the gym” kind of bullshit, except you actually trip over the damn book they are using. Not a cute grimoire with sparkles, more like something that looks like it smells of old cum and candle smoke. You crack it open for a laugh, and the first thing it gives you is the power to make the class virgin blush so hard she almost creams herself in the middle of an “examination” scene where the teacher leans too close, her tits brushing your arm, and you realize the book is not just edgy goth decor. It lets you push people, twist their lust, nudge their fears, and at first you just use it for small shit: making your best friend text you late at night with “I had this weird dream, why were you watching me in the shower?” while you are literally watching him through some voyeur spell on your phone, zooming in like it is some cursed Pornhub live cam. The game plays like a mix of visual novel and sandbox, you wander around school halls, club rooms, that empty classroom behind the science lab where the “mystery club” girl hides her monster girl hentai doujins, and every choice you poke in the text gets a horny consequence ten minutes later. Sometimes it is just teasing, a milf teacher accidentally pressing her big ass on your desk while bending over the board, sometimes it turns into full on corruption, like you mark a shy futa class rep with a little symbol and next time you see her she is in the bathroom stall, stroking a throbbing cock that looks too heavy for her thin legs, biting her lip and mumbling your name.

The story pretends to be about this “evil power” and responsibility, but half the time I forgot the cult plot and just chased who I could break or save or both. You can go playful, using the book to make girls horny at the worst moments, like forcing a strict nurse to lactate during a routine health check, milk stains spreading on her white top while she clenches her thighs, then suddenly she is grabbing your hand and shoving it under her skirt, muttering how this is “for science.” Or you lean into full NTR stuff, using blackmail photos and the book’s little curse tricks to push a sweet romance into pure cheating. There is one brutal route where your “best friend” tries to confess to his crush under the cherry tree and you quietly tweak her feelings so she accepts, then later you drag her into a storage room and she is on her knees around your cock, choking and crying because she knows she is his, but the spell makes betrayal feel like a delicious punishment. The game loves mixing that hurt with the horny: a loyal girlfriend getting pounded by a big black cock you summoned from some “monster” page, your corrupted class rep in a gangbang bukkake scene with faceless students dripping on her glasses, the principal on her knees in the occult club room giving a sloppy oral exam as if it is normal curriculum. There is futa, femdom, crossdressing sissification stuff where the book flips your own body, giving you a fat futa dick for one route, soft tits in another, forcing you into a skirt while a female domination demon spanks you until you are hard just from the pain. One day you are fingering a shy monster girl by the pool during summer vacation, her tail curling around your wrist as she begs for creampie, the next you are watching a furry club president hump your enchanted sex toy in the empty gym. It is messy, horny, a bit mean, and the book never really feels safe; every time you use it to make someone moan louder in a titfuck or a footjob scene, there is that tiny line of text hinting that maybe the book is also rewriting you, turning a “regular student” into something closer to the cult freaks you laughed at in the first place.

Amidst a savage war, you escape alongside Barbara and Brenda into the thick woods, where daily routines mingle with primal urges. Every day, with Barbara and Brenda by your side, alternates between relentless effort and fervent, uninhibited pleasure. While you seek solace from the war, the devastation you fled continues to creep into the quiet corners of your new life. During one of your forest explorations, you come across a severely injured orc struggling for breath. Contrary to the harsh realities around you, you nurse the orc back from the brink by taking him in. The arrival of the orc in your home turns your existence upside down, weaving conflict and passion in equal measure. What began as an act of mercy unfolds into a complex emotional dance, fraught with passion and peril alike. It’s up to you to navigate the shifting tides of power and passion, determining your own destiny. Delve into a story packed with big asses, huge tits, magic-fueled fantasies, and multi-partner erotic adventures in stunning CG animation. Shape the course of this sensual saga as you engage in passionate, often perilous relationships with companions and foes alike. Where once there was only war and fear, now swelling desire and shocking alliances challenge your every move. Your adventure tests not just strength but vulnerability, daring you to embrace the dark and the beautiful in equal measure.

This thing starts like a drunk DnD session that got horny and never sobered up. You’re dropped into this little adventuring family circus: a Paladin you actually pick the sex for right away (male, female, futa, go wild), a Barbarian wife who has big “break the door and then ride you on the splinters” energy, and a Druid daughter who’s way too observant about everyone’s sex life. The game just pretends this situation is normal. No slow build. One moment you’re choosing attack options, next moment you’re basically debating if you should watch your own wife get pounded by someone else while you kind of like it and kind of hate yourself. I liked that. I hated that. I liked that I hated it. You get the idea.

The tone is weird in a good way. One scene has you arguing about tactics in a dungeon, and five lines later you’ve got a smug elf femboy shaking his ass in front of your wife like he’s farm-testing her loyalty. It’s not some clean “press button, get sex” thing either; you’re steering conversations that feel like they’re about honor, trust, party dynamics, then they slowly twist into “ok, who is going to fuck who and who is forced to watch.” The netorare bits hit hardest when you didn’t think you were choosing that, but then the Barbarian is moaning another name and you’re like “oh, right, that option.” I played on my phone in Chrome at first and had this moment where I alt-tabbed to Telegram mid-scene, came back, and the Druid was calmly describing exactly how wet one of the monster girls was while I’d forgotten where the hell the dialogue thread even started. By the way, the auto-forward sometimes feels too jumpy and I keep wanting to tweak it one tiny notch slower and always forget, which annoys me more than it should.

Then there’s the Undine futa, who basically steals the entire show. The story keeps pretending she has a “secret” like you can’t see this coming a mile away, but when everything finally comes out, the game really plays with it. You get routes where she focuses on the women in the group, and it isn’t just “haha, she has a dick, funny,” it’s more like “how deep can we go into turning the Paladin into a jealous mess while every female body in the party gets thoroughly re-plumbed.” I kinda wish there was a path where she went harder on the Paladin too, then again I don’t, because the whole fantasy hangs on that frustration and cheating vibe. Some of the funniest bits are actually right before the sex, like when characters try to talk all noble about temptations and duty while a succubus fire mage is casually describing in detail how she’s going to suck the soul out through someone’s cock. The humor hits at odd times, like after a really rough scene, someone drops a throwaway line that made me actually snort, then it jumps back into a blowjob choice menu without warning. If you want to wring every filthy drop out of it, don’t rush: manually save before big emotional choices, say yes when your gut screams no, and let the mess happen instead of trying to protect everyone. The most fucked up stuff hides behind the “this is a bad idea” options.