Temptation’s Ballad feels like someone took a horny D&D session, removed the shy players, pumped the bard full of slutty energy and then forgot to write a safe word. You start in this medieval fantasy city that pretends to be serious with demons and noble houses and gods and whatever, but the game is very honest about what actually matters: who you’re going to fuck, how badly you’re going to mess up your party’s reputation, and how much property damage your dick (or tits) indirectly causes. It calls itself “fairly linear” but it doesn’t feel stiff. More like a drunk march in one direction where you keep getting distracted by a hot ass in the alley, some half‑clothed monster girl in a tavern, or a noble milf who really needs “help” with her magic circle. One moment you’re trying to act like a real hero, the next you’re getting your face sat on by a smug futa demon who treats you like her favorite chew toy. The story leans on the classic trio of idiots party setup: disaster gay, smug bastard, and something in between that definitely should not be trusted around potions. Their banter is half the fun, because they talk like actual horny people who overshare, tease, flirt too hard, then pretend it was “just a joke” while obviously staring at each other’s bulges. There’s real romance in there, surprisingly soft sometimes, and the game just throws it next to scenes where someone is getting spanked in a backroom while a voyeur peeks through the cracks. It shouldn’t work together, but it does, like putting lube on holy water.

The erotic tone is really on that line between silly and nasty. You get all the classic stuff: sloppy oral, tits used like they’re religious objects, thick cocks that clearly don’t follow standard fantasy anatomy rules, creampies that would absolutely require healing spells after. The city of Axia feels like a sandbox for kinks, even if the main plot is straight like an arrow. You’ll walk into a side scene thinking “okay, just dialogue” and suddenly there is a dommy knight stepping on someone’s chest, or a monster girl wrapping a tail around a guy’s throat while riding him. There’s casual interracial stuff, big black cock jokes thrown in like shitposts, and netorare tension playing in the background when someone’s crush gets a little too cozy with a rival. The game never stops to politely explain corruption or cheating either, it just lets you sit there with that ugly horny feeling in your chest while a character moans another person’s name. Sometimes the pacing is a mess and a really nice emotional beat gets bulldozed by a sex scene with way too much groping and not enough build up, like the writer was afraid to let you breathe. I kinda hate that. I also kinda love it. The soundtrack is the quiet hero here, by the way. Fantasy tavern strings and flutes that slide into slow, bass‑heavy, low‑tempo tracks when clothes start coming off, the kind of music that makes you turn down your volume on Discord because you know exactly what you’re doing. There’s even this one track that loops during a teasing scene where a character keeps grinding on your lap but “won’t let you cum yet” and the rhythm matches the fucking text speed. That little sync made me laugh and then immediately shut up because it actually turned me on. It’s not a classy game. It doesn’t want to be. It’s messy, loud, horny, too obsessed with big boobs and bigger problems, and Axia feels like a place where every summer vacation ends with someone pregnant, corrupted, or tied to a bed. Dare to play it alone, or invite company?

Astra is exactly that kind of heroine who looks like she belongs in some stiff royal propaganda painting, then opens her mouth and talks like a horny theatre kid who just discovered freedom and lube at the same time. She bolts from her golden cage, lands on this supposedly “remote” island that feels more like a traveling circus mixed with a cabaret and a burlesque tent, and just decides, yeah, I’m a performer now, and also I’m going to fuck whoever catches my eye. The game leans really hard into this traveling-show vibe: backstage drama, improvised acts, horny fans, jealous partners, that awkward moment when your “public performance” accidentally turns way too literal because the monster girl with the big tits misheard the stage direction. There’s this one scene where Astra is trying to rehearse something serious, like political speech level serious, and suddenly the script turns into a dirty poem about her ass halfway through, because of a text mini-game that you kind of flubbed. And she just rolls with it. The crowd goes wild. She blushes, then doubles down and starts describing how she wants to ride a furry mercenary in front of everyone. That’s kind of the whole tone: messy, horny, and surprisingly self-aware about what it is.

What I really enjoyed, as a language nerd, is how the erotic dialogue is half elegant, half absolute trash in the best way. You have Astra saying stuff like “I renounce the crown, I choose my own pleasure” right before she’s getting railed by some huge monster with too many muscles and just enough manners to ask where he can finish. There’s a lot of fun with code switching: royal talk during foreplay, then she drops into full slut mode once the clothes fly off. Some lines clearly came from someone thinking in another language first, which I like a lot. You get these slightly weird metaphors like “your cock is beating at my entrance like a war drum” and it accidentally hits way harder than generic porn talk. The animated sex scenes match that vibe: they’re not trying to be super realistic, they’re just hungry, kinda theatrical. Astra has this enormous ass that the camera absolutely worships, and the game knows very well why half the people are here. The furry designs go all in on curves and fluff, especially when monster girls show up and start comparing whose tits are heavier while you’re deciding which one to help “warm up” before the show. There is one annoying thing: sometimes the choice-heavy system pretends you have ten paths, but a couple times it loops you back to the same scene, like the game’s winking at you and saying yeah, you’re fucking the princess anyway, stop pretending you want to be pure. I wish some of the combat bits mattered more for the sex outcomes, but whatever, I’m already too busy replaying the scene where Astra taunts a pissed-off marquis in full costume, then kneels in front of a “monster” on stage and sucks him off as political theatre while the crowd roars like this is the new constitution.

Zophia and Sherri Mayim star in this second flash game I was commissioned to create, and they came out simply adorable. The cartoon style really came alive just how I imagined it, and on top of that, I managed to get the audio working flawlessly.

Creating this piece was an absolute blast from start to finish. Bringing these two characters into a naughty scenario gave me plenty of creative freedom. With its blend of hentai thrills, furry fantasies, and hardcore anal action, the game pushes boundaries.

From teasing glances to uncensored, filthy moments, you’ll be drawn into a raw, animalistic playground. Crisp visuals matched with immersive sounds make every moan and movement hit harder.

Hopefully, this sparks future commissions where I can craft even wilder, more explicit adult games. For now, enjoy the filthy antics I’ve poured my heart into - this one’s all about pushing limits.

Huge gratitude to all who helped make this provocative flash game possible. You all inspire me to keep exploring bolder, kinkier territories in game design.

War, sand and a half naked alien furry soldier bleeding in the surf is not really how you expect a horny mobile game to start, but Sky Division goes exactly there and then keeps pushing. You’re this human pilot, shot out of the sky and dumped on some nowhere desert island, half pissed off, half scared, with a hard-on that makes absolutely no sense in context. The guy you’re “supposed” to hate is lying there, fucked up and panting, fur matted with blood, armor ripped open in all the right places. And the game just lets you sit in that fucked little tension: do you help him, patch his wounds, listen to his weird alien voice crack when he tries not to moan, or do you keep the gun on him while you secretly check out his abs and the way his tail twitches when you touch his thigh. It uses that war setting like an excuse to trap two horny idiots in a small space and watch them try to pretend it’s not happening. Of course it’s happening. The VN structure keeps it simple to tap through on phone, but the choices sneak up on you, like you’re just picking “talk” again and suddenly he’s whispering about how his people don’t even have a word for love anymore and you’re wondering if you’re the asshole for wanting to shove his muzzle down on your cock right after that speech.

The sex doesn’t arrive instantly, which somehow makes it feel dirtier when it hits. There’s this scene where you’re washing the sand and dried blood off him near the water, and he keeps flinching because it hurts, but the way he pushes into your hand is absolutely not about pain. You go from “this is medical, I’m helping” into “ok I am jerking off a wounded alien soldier, what is my life” so gradually it almost feels accidental. Except nothing is really accidental here: the first time he drops to his knees, ears flat, tongue out, you already know he’s been staring at your crotch from the start. It goes hard into oral, messy and hungry, like he’s starving for dick instead of rations. Then the switch to anal feels like some fucked kind of peace treaty, your human body buried in this warm, tight, shaking furry ass while the two of you try not to think about how your fleets are busy slaughtering each other somewhere above the clouds. There’s masturbation too, quieter stuff, stuck on that island with no porn except your own imagination and the sound of the other guy panting in the dark. One of the hotter bits is just you listening to him jerk off a few meters away, trying to pretend you’re not doing the same thing, both of you failing, breath getting louder until one of you snaps and crosses the sand between you. It’s a short game, it’s rough around the edges, some lines feel like they came out of Google Translate on a bad day, but that almost fits the whole “we forgot how to feel” plot. For a mobile furry gay VN about two enemies who literally should shoot each other, it hits way too close when he mutters that he doesn’t understand what he’s feeling and you answer by pushing back onto his cock instead of saying anything at all.

Eyvind is not your usual soft twink hero, he is a chunky wolf bastard with scars, attitude and a cock that gets him into trouble faster than his spear. The whole thing starts in this small tavern that looks harmless at first, like one of those generic quest hubs you ignore in other games, and then suddenly it is the most important horny place in your life. Guys come in covered in dust and blood, order a drink, talk about monsters outside the village, and five minutes later they are grinding on each other in the back room, cursing into each other's mouths. The game really leans into that feeling that everyone here is two bad decisions away from sucking someone off behind a barrel. It is very fantasy, but not “serious lore” fantasy, more like “this orc just beat you in a drinking game, now you are on your knees choking on him and neither of you complains.”

You move around that tavern a lot, chatting with rough mercs, mysterious mages, random horny travelers, and every chat can slide into sex if you push it a little. Or if you lose a bet. Or if you lose a fight. Actually losing is pretty hot here, which is kind of evil, because sometimes you realize you wanted to lose from the start. One time I picked a fight with this big lizard guy in the corner, just testing the combat, and the dumb wolf got wrecked in like four turns. Next screen, Eyvind is bent over the table, tail up, getting his ass pounded until you can practically feel his legs shaking, and the lizard keeps talking shit while he pumps him full, creampie dripping down those thick cheeks. And the game is not shy about showing that mess. Same with oral scenes, you get proper sloppy blowjobs, spit strings, tongues, the works. The art is simple but direct, like, it does not pretend to be safe for work, it just wants to make you stare and think “ok, I would absolutely let that bull barbarian use my throat too.”

Outside the tavern you get the adventure side, going into the woods, fighting monsters, doing quests that always somehow end with cock. You pick skills, choose moves in fights, manage your health, but in the back of your mind you know that losing that turn based battle might unlock another filthy scene with a horny beastman pinning Eyvind to the ground. Sometimes I was actually annoyed when I won, because then I only got gold instead of a hot scene with some big brute stuffing him full. And yeah, I know, that is not “correct” way to play, but come on. There is something very fun about watching a proud warrior slowly turn into the tavern’s favorite cum dump, acting tough during the day and then kneeling between the thighs of some muscle bear at night, licking him clean and asking for more. The only thing that pissed me off was this tiny detail with how the tavern counter is drawn, like the angle is weird and it made me crazy every time, but then a horny fox adventurer would drag Eyvind upstairs and I forgot about it. The whole thing feels like someone mashed a classic fantasy RPG with a furry porn comic, spilled some ale on the script, and said “yeah, that is enough, let them fuck.”

Guy lives a comfy boring life, then one really bad day turns into his best mistake. He dies. Game just grabs him, throws him into a world full of monsters with curves and claws and cocks and way too much eye contact, and suddenly he is supposed to be some kind of future Monster Lord. No normal dating stuff here, it’s all messy and horny and kind of sweet in a trashy way. You hop between scenes like a point & click cartoon, poking at things you probably shouldn’t, and half the time that means someone ends up naked or at least leaking pre. There is a lot of soft moments hidden under all the filth though, like when a big scary beast girl leans in for a kiss and then just asks if he’s actually ok with all this, right before she pushes his face between her tits and uses them on his dick while her tail plays with his ass. That mix of “I might eat you” and “I might cuddle you after I creampie you twice” hits weirdly nice.

What took me by surprise is how the game doesn’t pretend to be straight only. You get the classic big tits, big ass, sloppy oral, titfuck, pussy dripping on his cock until she milks him dry, all of that, but also the MC getting shy and flustered around pretty boys that don’t even try to look “manly”. One of the traps is drawn insanely cute, like anime idol cute, and the moment he drops his pants and that hard cock pops out, MC just stares too long and you realize “ok, they’re not no-homo-ing this, they actually let him be into it”. That scene where you wake up in a tent, hear noises, and peek out to see him jerking off in the moonlight, cock shining with lube, ears twitching, tail swaying, and you get a voyeurism choice to watch or go help him with your hand or mouth, that felt like something written by someone who actually watches guys, not a token “for the gays” checkbox. At the same time, sometimes it feels like the dude’s attraction flips a bit too fast, like one minute he’s all “I’m not into guys”, next minute he has monster jizz on his tongue and acts like he’s always loved it, but honestly that’s kind of realistic disaster bi energy, I’ve seen worse on Grindr.

Sex pacing jumps all over the place. One chapter teases you forever, lots of groping, slow handjobs, MC teasing nipples on a monster girl with four boobs while she rubs her fat ass on his lap and just makes him beg before he finally shoves into her and fills her pussy, cum dripping down her thighs in a long animated loop. Next chapter, you blink and suddenly he is on his knees with a beastman’s cock in his throat, eyes watering, then getting pinned and fucked until he takes a sloppy creampie and you barely had time to process the setup. I kind of love that chaos and also hate it. Same with the romance. Some routes feel like actual relationships, with cute little talks after masturbation scenes where they just sit around half dressed and awkward, others are more like porn hub clips stitched together. The furry designs swing from adorable to “ok this one looks like a plush toy that learned what choking is” and sometimes the proportions are crazy, like asses so huge they look like they’d break a chair, but that’s half the fun. It’s pretty obvious the dev is just shoving all their kinks in: voyeur stuff, traps, monster girls, oral, tits, asses, lots of messy cum and a male protagonist who slowly stops pretending he isn’t enjoying every second of it. Could have more actual gay romance arcs instead of just sex flags, but I already know they won’t change that and I still keep clicking on every new chapter like an idiot.

This one feels like somebody took a messy fantasy tabletop campaign, spilled porn all over the character sheets, and then just said, “yeah, that’s the game now.” You start by poking through a surprisingly flexible character creator, pick male or female, fiddle with little stats you only half understand, and suddenly you’re a half naked adventurer waking up in a world where every bush, inn, dungeon and swamp has at least a 50% chance to want to fuck you. It’s all text, but the writing actually sells it when you run into, say, a smug lizardman guard who starts out just frisking you for weapons and somehow ends up with his claws digging into your hips while he breeds you full of hot cum. Or you laugh at the idea of a “horny mushroom grove” and ten minutes later you’re bent over, dripping, getting filled in both holes by thick, slimy tentacles while your character is trying and failing to sound offended. The tone jumps around a lot. One moment it’s standard fantasy “go talk to the blacksmith,” next moment he is jerking you off behind his shop with those rough, calloused hands and threatening to spank you if you keep teasing him with your mouth and then pulling away before he finishes. It has that slightly awkward, horny teenager energy, but in a good way, like someone actually having fun instead of trying to write a sex novel.

Where it really got me was the combat and how it bleeds into the porn. It’s simple turn based stuff, you pick between regular attacks or different “tease” options, and at first you’re like, okay, hit the wolfgirl with a sword or wiggle my hips at her, sure. Then suddenly you’re in a fight where you keep flirting just to see what happens, her lust bar pops, and the whole thing flips into a scene where she pins you to a rock and you’re riding her cock while she bites your neck and snarls into your ear. Same thing when you lose. A random group of bandit monsters knocks you down, your HP hits zero, and instead of just “game over,” you’re on your knees with one of them in your mouth, others lining up behind you, balls slapping your ass as they take turns filling you with messy creampies. I had one run where my male hero got so used as a camp slut after losing a fight that every time I went back near that road, the text remembered it and the same guys grabbed him again, treating him like their personal cumdump. It’s fucked up and hot and a little funny because the narration will casually mention how the locals are starting to whisper about you, and NPCs change how they talk depending on how much of a whore you’ve been in that area. That’s probably my favorite bit, actually. I was doing “serious” quests with a pretty straight face, helping a town with some monster problem, then later that night I sneak behind the tavern, jerk off with a big furry bull guy who makes me swallow his load, and the next morning the barmaid suddenly has new lines about the smell on my breath. Tiny stuff like that makes the world feel weirdly alive even though it’s just text.

Not everything is comfortable though, and I kind of like that it doesn’t pretend to be. The game absolutely loves throwing all kinds of bodies at you. Furries, lizardmen, werewolves, tentacled things that don’t even try to be human looking. Sometimes you’re giving a slow, messy blowjob to a soft, shy foxboy, playing with his balls until he squirms and paints your tongue with cum. Other times it’s full on rough male domination, your character getting pinned down, spanked until their ass stings, then used for deep anal while they moan like a slut and can’t stop clenching around the cock inside. There are scenes where you get to be the one in control too, shoving someone’s face into your crotch, forcing them to lick you clean after you finish, or grabbing a monster girl by the horns while you pound her pussy until she squirts. Or going down on a smug witch in her tower as “payment” for a quest, your lips and chin wet while she sits on your face and rides your tongue, then lazily jerks you off with one hand until you shoot all over her thighs. The gay content hits hard, by the way. One quest dumped me into a group scene in a cave where a bunch of male creatures took turns on every hole I had, one holding my head, another slapping his cock against my cheek, more lining up behind. It was filthy and long and I honestly forgot what the original quest even was. What annoys me is that the inventory UI sometimes feels like it was made during a hangover, the log scrolls a bit weird on mobile Chrome, and there is this one line about a character’s eye color that changes between scenes and now I can’t unsee it. But then I’m back in another encounter, teasing some proud knight, and end up with his dick in my hand, stroking him slow while he groans and calls me names, then shoving him into my ass while the text goes into way too much detail about how it stretches. By the time I’m crafting potions just so I can stay awake longer for more nighttime encounters in the forest, I kind of stop caring if a sentence is clunky here and there. The world remembers that my hero is a cum-stuffed disgrace or a smug top, the monsters react, the towns gossip, and I keep finding new ways to get fucked, or to fuck everything that moves. It feels dirty in that “I’ll just open it in a private tab on my phone” way, which is exactly what I wanted.

You wake up in this place called Furryville like someone dumped you into a horny self-help book and then forgot to proofread it. Buildings look normal, people do normal jobs, but everyone’s some flavor of fluffy, scaly or with too many tails and not enough clothes. Your guy is a total mess at the start, trying to pretend he’s got his shit together while secretly jerking off in a crappy rented room and spying through half-open curtains at neighbors that really should close their blinds. One minute you’re having a cute coffee talk with a shy bunny girl who blushes so hard she can’t say “blowjob” without choking, next minute you’re pinned against a wall by a smug fox who’s blackmailing you with some very inconvenient screenshots and one hand is already sliding into your pants like this is the most casual thing in the world. The shift from wholesome “hey, maybe I can rebuild my life” to “oh, I’m getting my cock sucked in a back alley by someone with fur on their tongue” happens way faster than you expect, and somehow it doesn’t feel forced, just chaotic in a good way, like a scuffed roguelike run where the game keeps throwing weird events at you to see if you crack.

The romance stuff hits harder than it has any right to. You start out just thinking “ok fine, I’ll pick the flirty wolf bartender, clearly tagged for vanilla sex and easy creampie routes,” and then suddenly you care about his stupid drama and why he can’t say what he actually wants. Sex scenes actually react a bit to how you treated them before: act like a dick and you still get your dick wet, but the vibe is different. There’s this one scene where you’re comforting a catgirl after some heavy drama, and it starts with just holding her in bed, fully clothed, then turns into this slow, almost awkward handjob where her tail keeps twitching against your thigh. No crazy positions, no circus porn, just small touches, then she asks if it’s ok to watch you finish and suddenly you’re jerking off for her, her fingers resting at the base of your shaft as she leans closer, eyes wide, whispering that she wants to see it all on her belly. Later, with another route, that same girl is pushed into way filthier stuff if you go down the more manipulative choices, like you agreeing to be part of some blackmail arrangement and ending up fucking her from behind on a desk while the guy who set it up watches from the doorway. She’s trying not to moan too loud, you’re trying not to cum too fast, and the voyeur’s just there, breathing louder each thrust. It’s hot and also uncomfortable and somehow fits the whole “redemption but also I’m kind of trash” vibe. There’s anal, there’s messy creampies where you can actually see it dripping out while she tries to walk, there’s silly scenes like you getting a blowjob under a table during a “serious” talk, and yeah, a bunch of masturbation moments where your guy is just sad and horny, phone in hand, scrolling through chat logs with the same people you’re romancing. The writing stumbles sometimes, wording is clunky here and there, but honestly that makes it feel more real, like everyone is emotionally constipated and horny at the same time. It’s not polished, it’s not trying to be art, it’s more like a horny little world that changes just enough when you push different buttons, and half the fun is seeing which route turns into warm cuddling after sex and which one turns into “I just let a smug fox jerk me off while threatening to leak my pics, and somehow I liked it.”

Flaming Flagon feels like someone mixed Grindr, a horny DnD one-shot and a furry art Twitter feed, then tried to run it on your phone while half drunk. In a good way. You’re this guy who ends up working at a fantasy tavern, and every shift basically turns into “who am I going to flirt with, serve drinks to, or accidentally see naked behind the storeroom door” simulator. The place is full of big anthro dudes in armor, mages with too much chest fur showing, mercs with scars and thicker thighs than my whole body, that kind of vibe. It’s not shy about what it wants: hot guys, muscles, teasing, and scenes where you’re suddenly pressed against a wall by some sweaty adventurer asking if you close the bar early. You’re not just clicking through text like a zombie though, the choices actually poke at your horny little brain. Hold eye contact when the big wolf knight flexes while lifting a keg, or play it cool? Help the shy cat archer clean up after closing, or go “accidentally” check the bath area where the bull barbarian is clearly still washing his gear and definitely not just his gear.

What I really liked is how the lewd stuff kind of sneaks up on you. One moment you’re chatting about orders and who pays their tab, next moment the fox mage is leaning in too close, smelling like booze and magic, asking if you’ve ever tried “channeling energy” with a partner. And yeah, the sex scenes are dirty in a way that feels like they were written by someone who actually masturbates, not a committee. There’s grinding against the bar in the backroom, being pinned over a table while another patron is like two doors away, guys comparing pecs after a fight and it very quickly turning into grabbing and squeezing and “oh, you’re hard already?” type talk. Bodies are big, heavy, and you feel that in the writing: grabbing fur, licking sweat, getting your face stuffed into a chest and not complaining. Sometimes the game softens it with cute flirting and cheesy lines, then next click there’s explicit description of cock, tongue, knot, all that, like whiplash, but the fun kind. On mobile it weirdly works, swiping through while lying in bed, pretending you opened Twitter again when a notification pops up, even though your screen currently shows a dragon guy asking if he can “taste the help.” My only stupid tiny complaint: the game keeps making you carry kegs and trays, and I kept waiting for a scene where someone comments on how your arms get buff from all that work, and they just never do. Total missed fetish opportunity. Anyway, Flaming Flagon is messy, horny, and sometimes I forgot which guy I was flirting with because I was just staring at all that muscle and fur, but that’s honestly part of the charm.

It’s messy in the best way. You’re some kind of half-drunk alchemist in a vampire’s den, tossing glowing ingredients into a cauldron that looks suspiciously alive, waiting to see if it spits out gold, slime, or a moaning succubus with tits like forbidden fruit. The game doesn’t explain much, just lets you mix weird shit - holy water, demon ichor, maybe a drop of your own sweat - and then bam, the screen flashes and suddenly you’re staring at a futa nun grinding against a bound werewolf priest. It’s ridiculous, but you can’t stop clicking. The logic makes no sense and that’s kind of the point. Sometimes you get a soft scene, a slow kiss between a vampire girl and her human pet. Other times, tentacles, everywhere, like the game’s trying to outdo itself in how far it’ll go before you blush or laugh.

There’s something about the tone - half gothic, half horny fever dream - that makes it feel like the devs were just daring each other to see what the next transmutation would unlock. The art shifts between elegant and unhinged; one moment you’re admiring the lighting on a pale thigh, next you’re staring at a corrupted angel with too many wings and not enough shame. The alchemy system feels more like foreplay than crafting. You think you’re mixing for power, but really you’re just chasing the next perverse reveal. I tried to keep track of the endings but gave up after the third one involved a talking dildo that might’ve been sentient.

The weirdest part? It’s kind of beautiful. Between the absurd fetishes and over-the-top transformations, there’s this pulse of dark humor and lust that keeps it alive. It’s not about winning or finishing - it’s about curiosity, that itch that says “what if I mix blood and holy oil again?” Do it. The game rewards the reckless.