There’s this lazy-ass witch lying in a hammock with tits that are technically a health hazard, and somehow you’re the responsible adult in the room. That’s the basic mood. The whole world is this silly fantasy mix of horny monsters, smug magical girls, and weirdos who think “public indecency” is more like a dress code. You’re not just clicking through porn scenes, you’re actually juggling gold, energy and these four stats that sound like some RPG parody: Martial, Mystic, Charm, Trickery. It feels a bit like someone smashed a fetish VN together with a light strategy game and then just… kept all the horny parts. One run I tried to play her as a serious, powerful witch, always picking the smart Mystic solutions, and two choices later she’s on her knees worshipping a monster girl’s cock while her boobs jump up another cup size and I’m laughing at myself for thinking I had control here.

Calling it “breast expansion focus” is almost funny, because it’s not just a tag, it’s the entire spine of the game. Every run ends up turning into a science project about how far you can push those sizes before she’s basically a walking beanbag chair. The wild part is that the scenes change with her size, so a blowjob with small boobs feels totally different than the same encounter when she’s at “crush-her-own-face” levels. You get tiny details like her trying to hold her tits out of the way while she’s riding some furry wolf knight who’s way too proud of his armor, and then later that same guy just buries his hands in her chest and uses them like handles while you watch the text describe how she can barely stay upright. It’s ridiculous. It’s hot. It’s also kind of stupid in the best way. There’s a lesbian witch duel that turns into mutual groping in mid-air, one of those monster girls that’s more teeth and tongue than sense, and a smug noblewoman who switches from icy female domination to being bent over a balcony once you figure out which stat to poke her with. Sometimes you “win” a fight by outsmarting them, sometimes by letting her submit on purpose, because of course if she gets fucked, the stats get weird and the boobs get bigger. There’s no game over, just different flavors of “congratulations, you’re getting railed.”

If I had to give it a fake jam trophy, it’d be “Best Use Of Gravity As A Fetish Mechanic.” The way the writing leans into the size changes is oddly consistent, even when the tone is goofy. At low sizes, she’s flashing people just to get free drinks. At mid sizes, there’s a whole run where she’s stuck trying to squeeze through a dungeon door while a slime monster girl gropes her from behind and it takes way too long, text-wise, but I couldn’t look away. At stupid sizes, there’s a scene where she tries to cast a serious spell, trips over nothing, and ends up pressed into the dirt, ass up, boobs pinned under her chest like two living cushions while some armored monster uses her like a toy. I wished for an option to just leave her there for the rest of the game. The strategy side is simple but not brain-dead, like managing stamina in Hades but horny and slower, and you start optimizing which enemies you want to “lose” to because their dom scenes are funnier. Not every encounter lands, the humor sometimes feels like reddit cosplay captions, and there’s at least one exhibitionism bit in a city square that keeps mentioning the crowd but barely describes a single face. Still, it sticks in your head after you close the browser. That lazy witch, half-asleep in her hammock, tits overflowing her robe, asking if you really want to push for one more quest when she can barely walk? Yeah. Don’t play this on your work laptop. Actually, do. I dare you.

UNDAWN: Shackles Of Eternity feels like somebody mashed a grimdark VN, horny gothic Instagram, and a futa porn doujin together, then actually bothered to give the porn a brain. You play as Rhiannon, who looks like the kind of cold, perfect priestess you’d see on a cathedral mural, except she has a cock and way more emotional damage. The world around her is just ruined faith and half-dead gods, with churches that feel more like brothels for the desperate. Every “holy” symbol looks kinda dirty. You’re basically walking through a graveyard of old beliefs, deciding who to fuck and who to sacrifice, while the game keeps asking you quietly, “You sure about that?” and then shows the consequences in bed later. It’s not a power fantasy where you’re some shining savior. Rhiannon feels like a loaded gun that learned how to think. You get romance, sure, but it’s romance that comes with knives hidden under dresses and tongues in places that definitely aren’t holy.

Sex-wise, the game goes pretty hard on futa on female and actually uses the magic shit for more than particle effects. You’re not just clicking through generic “she sucks you off” lines. You get weird little moments like Rhiannon using a whispering spell to make a nun feel every word along her spine, the text describing this chill that rolls down to her ass while you’re already elbow-deep in groping and fingering. First time you push a cute monster girl up against a cracked stained-glass window and her tail wraps around Rhiannon’s thigh while you rail her from behind, it feels personal in a fucked up way. There’s anal and creampies that don’t feel like checkbox porn tags, more like “oh, you chose to promise her safety and instead you’re filling her ass in a back alley behind a dead chapel, good job.” The harem angle is there but messy, poly in the sense that everyone has teeth. The girls fall for Rhiannon and for each other too, so you end up in these lesbian side scenes where Rhiannon watches them eat each other out, only to join, dick out, and turn the whole thing into a pile of limbs, tongues, and cum. Sometimes it’s tender, slow oral with a shy femboy who looks like he stepped out of a BL mobile game. Sometimes it’s Rhiannon pinning a proud knightess to the altar and pounding her until her prayers turn into begging. The mystery stuff wraps around the porn like a noose. You keep thinking you’re choosing who you love and who you fuck, then slowly realize you’re also choosing who loses their soul piece by piece. And the game doesn’t scream this at you. It just shows you the aftermath in the next “romantic” scene, like a girl who used to be all fire letting you slide into her raw and quiet, because she’s finally broken in exactly the way you helped shape.

Middle-aged guy, nice house, routine sex life that feels like checking boxes. That’s where this thing starts, and honestly I liked how boring he is at the beginning. Feels honest. He jerks off in the shower scrolling his phone a bit too long, kisses his wife without tongue, pretends the porn tabs are “work stuff”. There’s this quiet, pathetic comfort. Then Rebecca walks into that same house and the whole energy of the rooms changes. Kitchen suddenly feels like a porn set, hallway feels like a trap, the sofa becomes this place where nobody sits quite normally anymore. It’s not just “oh cute girl appears” and everyone turns horny. It’s slower, creepier, like your own brain trying to talk you into cheating on yourself.

What the game does really well is that subtle creeping tension. You get this first scene where he accidentally sees her changing from a gap in the door. Classic voyeur stuff, I know, but here it’s not just “oh nice tits”. You feel him freeze, you see his hand move before his mind does. He knows he should pull away. He just doesn’t. That moment when he realizes he’s hard and still looking, and still not stopping, hits weirdly real. Later there’s a scene at the table, everyone eating, nothing explicit, but his eyes keep drifting to her bare legs and you notice the camera lingering half a second too long on her thighs. It’s such a small thing yet it amps the guilt. And then the masturbation scenes after that? Very… specific. Not generic stroking. He remembers how the bra strap sat on her shoulder, the way her hair stuck to her neck, and he jerks it to that, panting into the pillow because his wife is literally asleep next to him. I don’t even like “dad fantasy” stuff normally, but here I caught myself leaning forward like an idiot.

Sex itself comes later and feels earned and messy, not clean porn logic. There is this one moment where he finally touches her “by accident” on the stairs. Little groping that lasts one second too long. She doesn’t pull away right away. That delay is hotter than half the games on Nutaku, to be honest. When they finally fuck, they don’t go straight into some circus act. First time is clumsy, rushed, with that desperate grind where both of them try to be quiet and fail. You can literally feel the bed creaking through the screen. I liked the way the guy keeps whispering “we shouldn’t” while pushing in deeper. Hypocrite, but hot. And yes, there is proper vaginal sex, not all teasing forever, but it’s wrapped in this romantic haze that feels wrong and right at same time. He looks at her like she is both holy and dirty, which is exactly how this kind of forbidden love usually exists in the head. I do wish the game gave the wife a bit more presence instead of parking her in the background like a plant, but whatever, that ship has sailed. The romance with Rebecca becomes this weird mix of tenderness and filth, soft kisses and clutched sheets, quiet I love yous that sound more like excuses. It’s not subtle art-house erotica, it’s more like finding someone’s secret folder in their Google Drive. Too personal, a bit uncomfortable, and you keep watching anyway. Dare to play it alone, or invite company?

This thing starts like a horny soap opera where the camera forgot to cut and just keeps staring. You’re this awkward dude with some “mysterious problem” that the game keeps waving in your face but doesn’t really explain at first, and suddenly you’re working as a domestic helper in a house full of women who clearly never heard about personal boundaries. It acts like it’s about “love” and “blessings”, but in practice it’s about trying not to lose your mind when a stacked milf leans over you to “show you how to clean properly” and her tits are right there, animated and jiggling like they got their own physics degree. Scenes love that slow tease, where she pretends it’s normal to press that big ass against your crotch while she asks about your day. And obviously the guy just stands there, rock hard, pretending to be polite. Relatable in the worst way. I actually laughed when the first groping scene happens, because it’s half “no, I’m shy” and half “let me just keep my hand there for three full dialogue boxes”. The game thinks it’s subtle. It’s not.

The house setup is basically harem-by-accident, except it’s not an accident at all and everyone knows what’s going on but still keeps talking like this is normal employment. Each woman has her own style of teasing: one does the full-on mom energy with soft voice and huge tits pressing on your shoulder when she’s “worried about you”, another just walks around like her clothes are a suggestion and sits in ways that make you stare at her panties, and the third acts cold and annoyed until she suddenly starts grinding on your lap because she “needs some help relaxing”. The 2dcg has that mobile-friendly look, simple enough that it runs fine on my old phone, but they at least bothered to animate the good parts: hips slowly rolling when she rides you, nipples bouncing when she climbs on top, that little shiver in her ass when you grab it. Some of the looped animations are janky and keep restarting at weird times, like you’re stuck in a GIF, but honestly it kind of fits the vibe of a horny dude replaying the same memory in his head. Text boxes sometimes lag on Chrome for Android for no reason and it pisses me off more than it should, because you’re about to nut and instead you’re tapping the screen like a maniac. Still, the way they mix teasing and payoff is addictive as hell; you keep telling yourself you’ll just check one more event, then suddenly it’s another blowjob scene where she pretends she’s only “helping with your condition” while drool runs down her chin. The game talks about romance and marriage and “finding real love”, but every choice feels like a different flavor of being buried in milfs who want your cock, and honestly, that’s not a complaint. Or maybe it is. I’m not sure anymore.

You start as this guy who got totally screwed over by life. Framed for killing his own father, thrown in prison, years just gone. When he finally walks out, the whole vibe of the world feels off, like reality forgot how to be normal. And then his dreams stop being just dreams. One night you’re staring through your own eyes, next night you’re suddenly in this other place, like a sci-fi fantasy city with neon and magic at the same time, stuck in a tight POV view with a monster girl pressing her huge tits against your chest, asking why you keep running from “your power.” She’s got horns, a tail, and an ass that fills the whole screen when she turns. You’re supposed to be scared, she’s talking about fate and monsters and some cosmic war, but instead you’re watching her lips as she wraps them around your cock and drools all over it, eyes rolled back in full ahegao while you’re still half sure this is a nightmare. It’s not. Not really. Every time you cum, the dream world reacts, like you just flipped a switch in some forgotten machine.

Then, outside of dreams, your life is this weird mix of murder mystery and porn logic. You’re “trying to rebuild yourself,” but what actually happens is you keep meeting women who are way too into your mess. The milf neighbor who knew your father and keeps “comforting” you by letting your hands wander under her blouse, whispering that you’re so much bigger than he was while she grinds on your thigh. The shy virgin cosplay girl who acts like a nervous little mouse in the day, then shows up dressed as some space elf at night, kneeling between your legs with glitter on her cheeks, giving you slow, sloppy oral and stopping every few seconds to tease you with just the tip between her lips, like she’s roleplaying she never did this before. She says she wants to help “investigate” your case, but somehow the investigation scene ends with her riding you, big tits bouncing, begging for a creampie so hard she forgets the whole point of the conversation. Sometimes you get to flip things and go full male dom, hand around a throat, fucking her from behind until her tongue’s out and she’s moaning like a broken toy. Other times the game flips you on your back and lets a dominant woman sit on your face, grinding her pussy over your mouth while she uses a vibrator on your cock and denies you until your vision almost fades. There’s anal, voyeur moments where you spy two monster girls going at it in a shower, footjobs from a smug heroine who claims she “won’t touch you with her hands,” titfucks where your cum ends up all over soft big breasts, toys shoved into dripping holes while you stand there, watching, choosing whether you help or just enjoy the show. In the middle of all that, you’re chasing clues about your father’s death, unlocking superpower stuff tied to sex and emotions, and somehow building a harem of humans, milfs and literal monsters who all want a piece of you. It’s messy, horny, sometimes actually emotional for a second before someone gets groped against a wall and you forget what you were even talking about.

You wake up as Lieutenant Arkay, already balls deep in Empire bullshit and not even sure if you’re the bad guy or just the horny one who signed the wrong paper. General Orbius dumps you on this secret research station called S.H.A.D.O.W., floating in space, quiet and cold, with that soft humming sound in the background that makes everything feel like it’s vibrating under your feet. Doors slide open with that smooth hiss, lights bloom across the floor, and every corridor feels like it’s hiding some dirty secret around the corner. It’s all very sci-fi and serious at first, then the “research” part hits: monster girls in containment, clone soldiers that look almost the same until you notice their tits or their eyes or the way they bite their lip when you grab them by the throat. There’s this weird mix of military discipline and pure filth that actually works. You’re still writing daily reports for the Empire, but between lines you’re thinking “yeah, I made her cum 3 times and then filled her ass, is that classified too, sir?”

The game plays like a sandbox of bad decisions. One moment you’re pretending to do your duty, checking data on some console like a good officer, next you’re cornering a clone in a maintenance bay, hand on her neck, thumb pressing into her pulse while the other one slides into her panties. The detail is nice in a dirty way: her breath getting shorter when you grope her, the way her thighs press together when you tease instead of fuck, the sticky sound when you finally push in after too much teasing. There is one scene where you’re in this observation room, watching a monster girl train with a group of clone girls. It starts as “combat exercise” and ends as you, behind one-way glass, jerking off while the monster girl pins one clone to the floor and licks her all over, and the others pile in. Full on group sex, tails wrapping around waists, hands everywhere, one of them riding a toy while you decide if you join them or just keep being the pervy voyeur. I actually liked the titfuck scenes more than I expected, which is stupid, because usually I skip those. Here, one MILF scientist in a tight uniform kneels in front of you in some random lab, pops her tits out of the white coat, grabs your cock and presses her soft boobs around it, slow, sticky strokes, leaving little smears of precum on her skin. You can feel in your mind that warm, slick slide, her glasses slightly crooked because you pulled her hair too hard. And I still think the anal scenes are the best part, except they kinda aren’t, except they are. The pacing is a bit strange: sometimes you spend too long just walking around the station, touching consoles, listening to Orbius talk about “important projects” while you’re just here waiting to creampie another clone. At one point I got stuck wondering if the clones even remember who fucked them yesterday or if it’s all blended into one long mission report titled “Arkay abuses his authority again.” Anyway, I got distracted by this tiny thing: the sound of doors. They always make the same noise, and now my brain links it with “someone is about to get groped.” It’s annoying. I kinda love it. I was going to say something about the fantasy part with the monster girls wielding strange powers, but now I just remember the way one of them clamps down around your cock when you push in her pussy while her tentacles hold another girl open for you, and yeah, whatever, lore can wait.

Mickie starts as that kind of guy you scroll past in a Discord server and forget in two seconds. Plain job, plain apartment, plain everything, like a default avatar with a pulse. Then the game basically grabs him by the balls, laughs a bit, and starts taking them away. The transformation stuff doesn’t slam you all at once, it sneaks in, one little change at a time. First it’s small tweaks in his body that you can just ignore if you pretend hard enough, then curves, then that moment in the mirror where you see a stranger with a soft face and big tits looking back and you realise “oh shit, that’s me.” The game really likes to linger on those transitions: watching his chest swell, hips pushing out, ass filling his underwear while he’s still trying to think in “bro” language. There’s a scene where he’s in bed, just trying to jerk off like usual, and his grip shifts, his breathing changes, fingers trail over his chest instead, and for a second he’s more curious than scared. That little “did I just moan like a girl?” panic hits kind of hard. It feels messy and horny and confusing in a way that’s weirdly honest.

It presents as a dating sim on the surface, but the fun is how much of it is just Mickie trying to renegotiate his own body one touch at a time. You get that slow slide from “what’s happening to me” to “ok but what if I squeeze a bit harder” to “why does my pussy get wet when this person talks nice to me.” The 3D models help a lot here, because the dev really likes big asses and it shows. Every new curve gets its own moment, especially when you end up in cramped spaces with someone who just cannot keep their hands to themselves. There’s teasing everywhere, like the game is edging you on purpose: groping through clothes, someone “helping” her adjust her tight top, awkward kisses that turn into messy oral because neither side wants to stop. One scene in particular stood out to me: Mickie kneeling in front of a love interest, cheeks flushed, clearly still not used to her new mouth and tongue, trying to give oral like she remembers guys doing in porn, then slowly relaxing into it when she realises she actually likes the taste and the control. Later on, when vaginal sex opens up as an option, the first time she feels herself being stretched, there’s this mix of fear, curiosity, and “oh fuck do that again” that pops up in the text. The game doesn’t shy away from masturbation either, and it’s not just one animation loop. It gives you those private moments where she is alone, figuring out what fingers feel best where, rubbing that newly sensitive clit, dripping on the sheets, and getting embarrassed about how loud she was. There are a couple of routes that are kind of awkward and one character who feels like a discount otome love interest imported from another game and shoved in, but honestly, by the time Mickie is grinding in someone’s lap, big tits bouncing, getting groped from behind and gasping like she forgot how to breathe, it’s hard to care. The fantasy setting around it kind of flickers in and out of focus, sometimes it feels like the world exists just to give her more places to get railed, sometimes it suddenly wants you to care about some quest, then it goes back to handjobs under the table like nothing happened. I wish the UI text was less tiny on my phone browser, but that’s apparently my curse with these games, I always end up pinching the screen mid sex scene. Anyway, by the time you realise Mickie isn’t “he” anymore in your head, she’s already there in the story: a fully shaped, horny, confused, very fuckable girl trying to date, tease, and get off in a world that won’t stop touching her.

A lich on the throne, a princess in chains, and you stuck in the middle like some horny middle manager of a dead kingdom. That is the whole mood here. You’re not a chosen hero, you’re the guy who helped the coup and now has to live with it while everyone around you tries to fuck you, kill you, or both in the same scene. The game runs in browser, VN style, but it doesn’t pretend to be classy. It’s all court politics, rotten magic and filth. One moment you’re negotiating with the undead king’s sexy fixer with her smug little smile and leather collar, next you’re in the dungeon “questioning” a rebel girl, and the choices are basically: be a bastard, be an even bigger bastard, or try to be decent and watch the world punish you for it. The writing is surprisingly sharp in that Eastern Euro fan-translated way where sometimes a line is awkward as hell but it hits harder because of that. There’s this scene where you visit a brothel that operates under the lich’s protection, and the madam talks about “patriotic holes” in such a dry tone I had to pause my browser and just stare at the screen.

Sex wise, it goes all over the place, and I mean that literally. Group scenes in candlelit halls with masked nobles using slaves like toys, rough groping in narrow corridors while guards pretend not to see, monster stuff in the catacombs where tentacled things treat clothes as a suggestion. There’s soft girl on girl moments too, especially around the princess if you steer her that way, with slow kissing and oral, but the game really likes humiliation and control. Tits fuck in chains, throat used like it’s just another hole, and the classic “kneel and open your mouth while we talk politics” thing that never really gets old. Some scenes are animated just enough to be dirty, not smooth, like those old Flash games we all pretended not to know, and somehow that fits. The BDSM has levels: sometimes it’s light bondage and teasing, sometimes it goes all the way into graphic torture mixed with sex that will absolutely not be for everyone, but the game does not stop to explain or apologize. There is one lesbian torture interrogation involving a captured resistance girl and a noblewoman that is written almost lovingly, then slips suddenly into real cruelty, and I honestly had to click through slower because it felt too real.

The morality stuff is where it sneaks up on you. You can play loyal dog to the lich, leaning into the corruption, whoring out prisoners, pimping citizens into prostitution to fund your schemes, basically turning the kingdom into a meat market. Or you can side with the resistance, which is not pure at all either. They use people, they push you into group orgies for “trust building”, they throw captured collaborators to monsters for entertainment. The princess is the weird center of it all, locked up but still dangerous. If you visit her cell enough, and push her buttons, she flips between broken submissive and manipulative brat, and there’s a route where she lets you fuck her through the bars while whispering about burning the whole city. I liked how the choices actually branch into different endings, not just color swaps. One run I ended as a half-mad mercenary fucking a demon on a pile of corpses, another I limped into a bittersweet “good” ending where the princess rules and I’m basically her private pet, chained on a cushion behind the throne in a golden collar. The game uses explicit violence and sex like a hammer, but sometimes it slips in a line like “you remember the faces of those you sold” and that hits harder than all the blood. Also, tiny thing, the auto-skip sometimes stops at random lines and it annoyed the hell out of me and I kept meaning to fix it in settings and never did.

Guy stuck at a nowhere gas station gets yanked out of his boring life and thrown into horny space college, that’s basically the whole vibe, but the game plays it like this messy sex-comedy where you’re always one wrong line away from either getting laid or getting roasted in front of everyone. You start as this dude who smells like fuel and cheap coffee and suddenly you’re walking around a galactic campus where half the girls have tails, scales, glowing eyes or something that definitely shouldn’t be that thick and that soft at the same time. Conversations swing from dumb jokes to “oh shit she’s actually into me” in like two clicks, and the way the dialogue branches is sneaky: you think you’re just picking a flirty line, then ten minutes later you’re in a dark corner of the dorm, her pressed to the wall, her tits squeezed against your chest while your hand slides under her skirt and the camera actually lingers on the groping, the teasing, her legs shaking when you finally push inside. There’s a surprising amount of romance talk right before you rail someone from behind and fill her up, which is kinda funny and kinda hot.

What got me hooked was how often the game lets you be awkward or stupid instead of always smooth. Like, you can try some bold move, lean in for a kiss with this alien girl with big ass and weird pupils, and if you misread her mood she’ll clap back with sarcasm so hard you feel it in real life, but if you play it right she’s on her knees a little later, drool running down your shaft while her tongue moves in this slow, hungry way that makes the MC grab her hair. And yeah, when it swaps to anal or a creampie, it doesn’t cut away or censor, the animation actually shows the thrusts, the skin slapping, the way her body tenses when he shoves deeper. One time I accidentally locked myself into a softer route where I was supposed to “take things slow” and five clicks later I had her bouncing on my dick in the back of some hover-bus, her tits flying everywhere, my hands full of her ass, and I was like, yeah, this is “slow” I guess. It’s still kinda annoying that the text box sometimes covers the good part of the scene and you have to click it away at the worst timing, like the exact moment his cum is spilling out of her pussy, but I’m not even gonna start on that or I’ll get tilted again. The whole thing feels like some horny mashup of a sci-fi campus sitcom and Pornhub categories, and you keep telling yourself “ok, last scene” and then the next monster girl shows up with tight clothes, big tits stretching the fabric, and a shitty sense of humor that somehow makes you want to see how she moans when you finally push her face down on the bed and make her take every inch.