Lydia looks like that girl professors quote as an example when they want to guilt the whole class. Star student, polite, skirt the exact length the handbook wants, always with some heavy textbook clutched to her chest. First few scenes really sell that fake safe little routine: campus courtyard, library, neat dorm room with color-coded notes, her phone buzzing with reminders instead of horny texts. You can almost smell the stress sweat on her, and it’s not even sexual yet, just that tight feeling in the throat when you know one mistake will fuck up more than just your GPA.

Then the screw up hits. The game doesn’t treat it like some huge surprise twist, more like a slow, ugly slide. One bad choice, one bit of proof in the wrong hands, and suddenly this guy has her by the throat without touching her. That first blackmail scene in the empty classroom is weirdly quiet. No dramatic music, just her in that spotless school uniform, legs clenched, trying to stand straight while he leans way too close and explains how deep he can bury her if she doesn’t play along. There is no “are you sure” button. The novel just keeps going, and you are dragged with her.

What hits hard is how the sex starts small and mean instead of epic. A forced handjob under a desk while another girl presents at the front of the room, his dick pressed in her hand, her face a frozen mask. A “study session” that turns into him groping her tits while she tries to finish a worksheet, his fingers digging into soft flesh, thumb circling her nipple through the bra until she gasps and then he mocks her for it. Her first time is not candles and romance, it is him pushing her down on the cheap dorm bed, one knee between her thighs while she keeps whispering that this isn’t what she wants, and he reminds her of those screenshots. The camera loves her ass and tits, but it never lets you forget her eyes.

It escalates in that sick, logical way power always does. One blowjob in a locked storage room becomes sucking him off in a car parked just off campus, windows fogged while he films every second on his phone. Her “punishments” flip into “tasks.” Wear the skirt shorter. No panties this time. Sit at the front row while he messages her instructions, like “spread your legs a bit wider” and “touch yourself during the lecture.” There is this brutal little scene where he makes her unbutton her blouse in the faculty restroom, bra pushed up, her big tits spilling out while he slaps them and calls her his personal exhibition piece, snapping pics to send to his buddies. She tries to hold onto her “good girl” thing, repeating to herself that this is just to protect her scholarship, her family, her future, but the game keeps chipping away.

Group stuff comes in later, not as a surprise kink, more like a consequence. He “shares” her in some club backroom, her on her knees, mascara running while a line of guys use her mouth. One grabs her hair, another squeezes that round ass so hard she flinches, someone else spanks her and laughs when she jolts. There is this sticky, messy bukkake scene where her school uniform is ruined, shirt soaked with cum, white splatters in her hair and on her cheeks, and he tells her to walk back through campus like that under a coat, no shower, just shame sticking to her skin. Later, when he starts sending her to fuck random men for cash, it hits different. She is still a “virgin” in her head, clinging to the idea that she only lost it to him, pretending the prostitution thing is just business, not identity. The game quietly disagrees.

The humiliation is constant but not one-note. Sometimes it is physical, like spanking her ass red in a stairwell where any student could walk in. Sometimes it is smaller, like making her flirt with a teacher while his hand is crammed between her thighs, fingers teasing her pussy under the skirt, her trying to form normal sentences. There are moments where she is clearly wet and hates herself for it, breathing hard while some guy finishes inside her and pulls out, cum dripping down her thighs, and she has to pull up her panties and go back to “normal.” She slowly learns that “no” comes with a price. Say no and he leaks something. Say no and he drags someone she loves into the threat. Say yes and she gets praised like a pet. The corruption here is less about magical corruption and more about that small voice inside changing from “this is wrong” to “maybe I deserved this” without you even noticing which scene did it.

On the surface it is just another kinetic porn story about a busty schoolgirl being turned into a toy. Big tits, big ass, a uniform that spends more time on the floor than on her body, oral, anal, creampies, all the menu items. But under that, there is this itchy discomfort, especially when she starts volunteering poses before he even tells her, bending over a desk, pulling her panties aside by herself, forcing a smile while guys jerk off on her face. I liked that, and also hated it. Sometimes the game feels too honest about how control works. Sometimes it is just horny as fuck, like when two guys grab her, one shoving his cock in her mouth, the other lining up behind, and she is pinned between them, gagging and moaning, breasts bouncing while he pounds her from the back until she squeals and he spills inside her raw. Then class goes on. Library opens. Life pretends to be normal again.

You can play this on your phone browser while pretending to check Telegram or Reddit, thumb tapping through scenes, one hand under the desk. It fits that secret vibe. A dirty little story about a girl who thought she could keep her world clean. Turns out cum stains are harder to wash out than she planned.

Christmas porn games usually feel like somebody just slapped a santa hat on a random girl and called it "holiday special". This one actually leans into the whole messy, horny-family-gathering energy. You’re following Mei again, and she’s that mix of sweet wife and quiet freak that makes you think "ok, she says she’s shy, but she keeps wearing those stockings in public for a reason". The whole thing plays like a dare spiral that goes from slightly naughty to "ok, this is proper cheating territory" while she still tries to pretend it’s just for fun. I like how the dares start small, like a bit of teasing in front of the tree, some "accidental" flashing in public, and then by the time you realize it, there are hands on her ass in places they really shouldn’t be, with people they really shouldn’t belong to. And she’s moaning way too loud for someone who is supposedly just nervous and embarrassed. It hits that nasty mix of exhibitionism and voyeur stuff, where half the fun is knowing everyone around is kinda pretending they don’t see, but they do.

The two Santa paths give very different flavors of filth. Jack taking the Santa role is more personal, almost cruel in a sexy way. He knows exactly how far he can push her before she breaks, and he keeps dancing on that line. He uses dares like a weapon: "Wear this in public. Sit on his lap. Spread a little more. No, more. Good girl." It feels like this twisted "training" thing where he turns her into the wife who will show off for him, let other guys grope her in front of him, and still look back at him like "did I do good?". It’s messed up. It’s hot. I hated how much I enjoyed watching her get grabbed by strangers and still thinking "she’s totally going to fuck one of them sooner or later". Then the other route, with Alex and two Santas, is just chaos. No intimacy, just pure circus. Two guys in the same stupid costume trying to outdo each other with presents that are basically "how far can we push this married woman before everybody admits this isn’t a game anymore". Double hands, double cocks, double pressure. You get that group sex tension where nobody wants to be the one who stops first. And Mei, who was “just playing along”, somehow ends up sandwiched, used as a toy between them, like the whole thing was planned from the start. They call it dares, but let’s be real, some of those scenes feel like a full on NTR highlight reel with holiday lights blinking in the background.

What surprised me is how casual the game treats interracial stuff and the cheating anxiety. It doesn’t make a big drama, it just lets you sit there and watch as Mei gets more and more comfortable letting darker, bigger strangers touch what should be for her husband, while he either pushes her further or just sits back and watches like a proud pervert. I had one moment where she’s sitting in a guy’s lap in a public-ish place, her outfit practically split, tits bulging out, his hands under the fabric, and you see Jack in the corner just "testing" her, like this is part of some wife-training regime. Another scene she’s in that sexy santa outfit that is basically just an excuse to show her ass, bending forward where anybody could walk in, and instead of stopping, the game doubles down: more dares, more groping, more risk someone walks in and sees the wife getting worked like a slut on Christmas. Sometimes the AI CG looks a bit weird in small details, like a hand angle or a face that’s too perfect, and it pulled me out for a second, but then the next frame she’s getting grabbed from behind while she pretends to resist, and I kinda forget I wanted to complain. It’s not subtle, not deep, sometimes feels like the story is just an excuse to line up more dicks around her, and weirdly that fits the whole dirty-holiday tone perfectly.

Luke is that kind of guy Unity devs like to throw into a scene when they just need “default male character”, then somehow he ends up neck deep in pussy and witch bullshit. Literally starts as a chill walk through the woods, low ambience, flickering lights, some crunchy foliage sounds, and then Jezebel pops in. She looks like the model they kept tweaking for weeks and finally said “fuck it, MILF witch now”, big tits, smug face, voice lines that sound a little too confident for this janky forest. She teases him, does that slow lean in, fingers tracing his chest, and the camera controls just kind of float there like the dev couldn’t decide if it’s a VN or a point and click. Which is funny, because it works. You’re clicking around the screen looking for hotspots, then suddenly you’re dragging a dildo to her hand like you’re doing a Unity drag-and-drop tutorial, except she wraps her lips around it and moans into your headphones.

The sex scenes are the real focus, no surprise. Animated with that typical 3D look, a bit plasticky in some angles, but they went heavy on motion. Ass bouncing, hips grinding, tits reacting a bit too much sometimes, but in a way that kind of turns you on more because it looks like somebody spent way too long on boob physics. You get vaginal, oral, groping all over, and Jezebel is very into teasing. She’ll pull his cock out, drag her tongue along the shaft, talk shit about how “good boys deserve rewards” and then just stop right at the tip, smirk, and back away. There’s proper voice acting, not AAA or whatever, but good enough that when she moans during a creampie you feel that small spine shiver. The camera sneaks under, shows cum leaking out of her, and the sound effect is just wet enough to be slightly gross and still hot. There’s this one scene where Luke is fucked stupid on a couch by a college girl while Jezebel watches, fingers between her thighs, and you can hear her breathing change in the background, clean separation in the audio. Someone cared about that.

It tries to be a sandbox, so you bounce between locations with a little point and click map, hit college, home, parties, some witchy shit, and random errands that feel like they exist just to give you another excuse to touch someone’s ass. The incest angle sneaks in soft at first, like “oh, she’s just a caring older woman” and then she’s sitting on Luke’s lap, her voice a little huskier, hand slipping under his waistband while she pretends nothing is wrong. That scene in the kitchen where you can decide to keep groping or pull back is surprisingly tense. You know exactly what you want to pick, but the hesitation sells the taboo. Mobile controls actually behave decently, big touch hitboxes, no tiny pixel hunting, which I did not expect from a Unity porn thing running in browser. Mini games sit there like simple Unity templates with porn textures slapped on top, but when you’re trying to time your touches to make Jezebel cum faster, you forget how basic the logic is. My only real complaint is sometimes the pacing goes weird, you’re horny after a hot blowjob animation and then suddenly you’re clicking on bookshelves for some fetch quest about witch ingredients and I stopped caring, but then she bends over to “search” and her skirt rides up, panties tight over her ass, and I forgave everything I said thirty seconds before. This game is kind of a mess, and at the same time, when Luke is balls deep, her voice in your ear, cum filling her and her legs shaking around his waist, you’re not thinking about design anymore.

Ugly bastard enjoyers are eating good with this one. It starts almost innocent, with these hot girls in bikinis just hanging around like it’s some cheap summer mobile ad, all shiny skin and big fake smiles, and then the camera kind of lingers too long on this wrinkled old dude in the corner. You know exactly what kind of ride you’re strapped into. The game flips between a male protagonist you actually control a bit and these poor girls’ POV, and that works way better than it should. One second you’re the younger guy thinking with his dick, trying to sneak glances at jiggling tits and fat asses, next scene you’re basically watching an old, ugly biker bastard slowly sink his claws into the same girls. There’s a weird, nasty charm to how unromantic it is. No flowers, no bullshit, just groping in a changing room, a blowjob behind a bar counter, or a hand sliding up a smooth thigh while someone pretends they’re not getting wet from it. The animations help a lot; they’re rough, not Hollywood-level smooth, but the way the boobs bounce when he grabs them, the way the ass ripples when he fucks her from behind, it hits that dirty porn energy instead of “clean VN loop”.

I liked how the sex escalates. It doesn’t just throw you straight to full-on creampie in ten clicks. At first it’s teasing, light groping, some boob pressing under a bikini top that barely fits over those big tits. There’s this scene where the brunette is sitting on a bike, short shorts riding up, and the old bastard just plants his hand on her ass, fingers digging in, and she does that tiny flinch that says “don’t” and “keep going” at the same time. Then later you’re watching him get a lazy titfuck while she looks away, all ashamed, and you can actually feel that NTR sting if you were following her earlier scenes with the younger guy. Oral scenes are dirty too: spit strings, gagging, mascara a bit smudged, and when he finally shoves his cock in and finishes deep, the creampie is shown in detail, not some white blur. The game loves internal shots, which is great and also kind of overused, but I’m not complaining, except when they skip the cleanup and just fade to black. Who does that? Also, the crossover moments are unexpectedly fun, like suddenly seeing a blonde you recognize from another project show up and immediately get manhandled, her bikini pulled aside, ass up and getting pounded while she tries to act like she’s too classy for this. It’s male domination all over the place, a lot of power imbalance, old ugly man on young hot meat, interracial scenes where the contrast is played up hard, and that nice mix of blowjob, handjob, titfuck, vaginal stuff that keeps it from feeling samey, even if the game itself is kind of unapologetically trashy. In a good way. Or a very bad way, depending on what part of you is judging.

You come back to this glossy, fake-perfect hometown like some prodigal son who learned how to fuck with people’s brains instead of just getting a normal job. Now you’re the new psychologist in a mega rich tech corporation, walking into rooms where everyone smiles too wide and lies for a living. Under the marble floors and glass walls, it all smells like perfume, power and bad decisions. The game leans hard into that. Every session you run feels like foreplay and interrogation at the same time. You’re supposed to help them, of course, but the tools they give you, the tech, the hypnosis routines, the little “mental triggers” you slip into their thoughts, it all starts feeling less like therapy and more like slow, sweet corruption. You’re not just listening. You’re adjusting. Pushing. Groping minds before you even touch their skin.

What I liked is how the story keeps mixing that clinical talk with very physical, shameless scenes. One moment you talk with a high-ranking MILF executive about workplace stress while she crosses and uncrosses those ridiculous thick thighs, blouse two buttons too low, always “by accident”. Next scene, you’re in her penthouse, city lights behind her, and she’s asking you to “help her relax” while your hand is inside her blouse and she’s kneeling between your legs, lips shiny, voice all shaky from a suggestion you planted earlier. It is not subtle. It’s not even trying to be. It knows exactly what it is doing when it gives you dialogue options that look responsible, then clearly marks another one that will nudge her a bit deeper into dependence, into that warm, obedient haze. You tell yourself you’re testing the boundaries of the tech, that it’s for science, but then you’re making her slowly strip for you in her office, door half open, her tits bouncing in those little looped animated scenes that repeat just enough times you realize you’ve been staring too long. At some point there is a scene with a “family dinner” that pretends to be normal, like catching up after you’ve been away. It goes sideways fast if you choose the more daring lines. Old resentments on the table, wine flowing, and you quietly dropping cues, peeling away all the polite surface. Watching someone who should absolutely not be touching you like that run a hand along your thigh under the table while the others talk about business mergers feels filthy in a very particular, incest-tinted way the game clearly enjoys. It toys with romance too, like putting sugar on poison. There are moments where one woman’s shy smile, the way she leans on you on a balcony, actually feels tender, almost pure. Then you remember you installed a mental reinforcement earlier that makes her horny when she smells your cologne, and the next kiss is tongue, teeth, desperation, her grinding that big ass into your crotch while she whispers how safe she feels with you. I still hate the phone UI popups that slide in at the worst times and cover half the boob, by the way. Whoever designed that deserves a very stern handjob without lube. The branching is sneaky. You think you’re just picking filthy or filthier, but later the game tells you in its own way that you chose whether she becomes a loyal lover, a brainwashed toy, or something broken and dangerous. Multiple endings hide behind small choices in early scenes, like whether you give someone a comforting hug or you “accidentally” let your hand rest on her ass a bit too long. And somewhere between giving oral instructions during an actual blowjob scene, watching those smooth 3D bodies glisten, and deciding if you’ll let one of them keep a bit of free will, you realize you’re not playing the hero here at all, just enjoying every slow, dirty step.

Your fingers graze the cracked paint on the porch railing, a flood of nostalgia mixing with a primal urge surging beneath calm breaths. A restless pulse quickens inside you, fueled by the thought of soft skin waiting just beyond the creaking door and the slow burn of anticipation.

Her eyes flash with mischievous fire as she leans in close, breath hot against your ear, teasing and daring. The heat between you rises with every stolen glance and lingering caress, pulling you toward surrender.

Her laughter dances like a secret melody, inviting you to unravel layers of passion hidden under soft moans and flushed cheeks. Each glance she offers is charged with desire, each movement a seductive invitation to explore forbidden places and shared fantasies. Beneath the surface, rivalries brew quietly, glances sharpen, and the delicate balance of affection threatens to tip into chaotic need.

You’re caught between temptation and restraint, the steady pulse of connection clashing with wild cravings that refuse to be tamed. Here, no one commands the story but desire itself - every encounter a brushstroke on the canvas of your awakening, painted in flesh and whispered promises.

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You move to a new city to start university. Sounds like the beginning of something normal, right?
A new home. New faces. A chance to finally start over.
You’re staying with your aunt - kind, a little tired, but endlessly patient, trying her best to keep everything together. Her daughters couldn’t be more different: one sharp and provocative, the other quiet and harder to read.
Life slowly settles into a rhythm:
Classes at the university. Looking for a part-time job. Awkward kitchen conversations. Flirting that goes just a little further than it probably should.
The city seems normal.
Seriously. Completely normal.
It’s just… sometimes you feel like you notice things no one else does.
A look that lingers a second too long. An odd pause in a conversation. A strange sense that part of the city runs by different rules.
But maybe you’re just overthinking it.
After all, nothing weird happens here.

You roll into Dusuka City thinking it’s just another “smart dude goes to rich-kid academy” story, and then the game hits you with this weird mix of horny slice-of-life, lowkey superhero shit, and fucked up family tension that kinda sits in your head longer than it should. You’re the male MC, obviously, but he’s not the usual cardboard pornstar puppet, he actually feels like that guy who thinks he’s smooth because he watched too much porn, then freezes when a girl actually grabs his dick. The adoptive mom energy is heavy from the first scene, like she’s way too close, way too worried, and the camera knows exactly where her tits are at all times. She’s nervous, you’re confused, and that awkward vibe never fully goes away, even later when you’re deciding whether to grope her in the kitchen or pretend you’re a decent human. The incest tension is kind of the point, but it doesn’t jump straight to “ok we fuck now”, it teases the hell out of you first. She’ll sit too close on the couch, talk about “family” while her cleavage is trying to escape, and the game just lets you stew in it.

The academy itself is like a horny sandbox playground wrapped in a school setting, with everyone way too hot for a place that supposedly cares about education. You wander around, chase events, check your phone way too much like you’re on Instagram instead of a porn game, and slowly figure out that yeah, you’ve got powers. Not “save the world” stuff, more like “I can nudge minds and maybe get away with sliding my hand up a thigh in class” kind of powers. It’s scummy, and the game knows it, so it throws female domination at you as a counterweight. Some girls just do not give a shit about your abilities and will ride your face like you’re the one under their spell. There’s this scene with a senior chick with huge tits, where you think you’re going to control her, and she just flips it, sits on your lap, and uses your cock like a toy while telling you exactly how small you are without her. Handjob, titfuck, footjob, whatever, she cycles through it like she’s testing a feature list, and yeah, I still think about how her heel pressed on your chest while she jerked you off. Completely unnecessary, completely great.

The lesbian stuff sneaks in sideways, you’re not always the center. Two girls in a study room “helping each other relax” while you spy through a door, and you can decide if you intervene with your powers or just watch them eat each other out on the desk where midterms happen. The teasing is relentless: girls brushing against you in the hallway, random groping choices where you know you shouldn’t but you click anyway, big asses and big tits animated just enough that you think “ok, one more scene” then realize your dick’s already out. There’s a lot of dating sim flavor too, picking answers that either make the girl melt or make her step on your ego. I liked how sometimes you get rewarded for acting like a perv, and sometimes you get punished and dragged into this femdom moment where she pins you, strokes you painfully slow, and only lets you cum when she’s done using your mouth. The only thing that really pissed me off is how the phone app vibrates in-game with a tiny little icon that looks like a real notification, made me check my actual phone like an idiot every time. Never got used to it. Anyway, the game is messy, horny as hell, a bit mean, and kind of charming in that “I should not be enjoying this family situation, but here we are” way.