This one feels like somebody mashed a horny New Year party, a half broken fitness app, and a weird monster-girl dating sim together, forgot to clean it up, then quietly pushed it online. In a good way. Mostly. You start as this muscle obsessed dude hanging around a gym that has no right to be this full of monster girls with big soft everything. The dev calls it a “special episode” and it really does feel like that. Not a full new game, more like that one extra Christmas OVA that nobody asked for but everybody secretly watches twice. You already know the rhythm: male protagonist, training, flirting, bad decisions. Except here the gym is dressed up for Xmas and New Year at the same time, fairy lights over squat racks, mistletoe near the punching bags, huge fluffy tails brushing past weight benches while you try not to stare at bouncing tits. You fail.

What surprised me was how much of it is just… wandering. Not boring wandering, more like messy sandbox energy. You move around the gym, locker rooms, some side rooms that look more like fantasy tavern than sport center. Talk, pick scenes, poke at stuff. Sometimes you get romance vibes, sometimes it is just straight up “shut up and fuck me against the leg press” energy. The 2D art is classic horny-cg style, but the girls have that “I’m a monster but still soft and warm and extremely huggable” thing. Big asses, big tits, big ears, sometimes horns, sometimes fur on places where clothes ride up when they really should not. There is this one dinner event that should be simple, just New Year dinner with one of the girls, and the game absolutely refuses to let it be wholesome. Candlelight, muscles in tight shirt, huge boob window across the table, tail sneaking around your legs like it has its own kinks. You get dialog choices that pretend to be romantic, but both results still end with you getting dragged somewhere more private. I complained to myself about a typo in one of the lines and then completely forgot because the next cg had her thighs wrapped around my face. Priorities are weird.

What makes it feel slightly cursed in a charming way is how the “sport” and “gym” part never fully disappears, even when things get really filthy. You are getting a blowjob in the shower, and in the background there is still a poster explaining correct squat form. One furry muscle girl makes you “spot” her while she benches, except the spotting is just an excuse to watch her pecs and tits press up, sweat running between them, then she catches you looking and it snaps into a sex scene that escalates faster than a horny Discord server. It pretends to be a bit of rpg too, with some light choices and stats popping here and there, but it feels more like flavor than a real system. Honestly I wish the AI cg stuff reacted more to your choices, but it just will not. You get what you get: buff dude, thick monster girls, festive lights, ridiculous romance, and sex everywhere from equipment room to half finished New Year stage with broken fairy lights. I was going to say the opening scene sets expectations perfectly, then I remembered it just throws you in front of a sweaty lamia girl in a sports bra with zero context and somehow that is even better. Not elegant, not clean, just horny fantasy gym energy turned into a holiday episode that smells like cheap tinsel and sex.

Rich cougar goes from designer heels to broke in about two clicks, and the game just throws you into her mess like “yeah, figure it out, queen.” You’re playing this shameless older woman who clearly used to swim in money and champagne, and now she’s stuck doing small-time shop work, pretending she’s fine while she’s one rent bill away from selling literally everything except her dignity. Actually, scratch that, the whole fun here is watching that “dignity” get chipped away, one sleazy favor at a time. You start off with simple shifts and boring chores, but there’s always some guy a bit too close in the line, some “accidental” hand on her ass, some manager who likes to lean just a little too much. It’s all slow burn horny capitalism. You’re looking at the stats, juggling money, squinting at the screen like “ok what if I let him grope me this once and buy that sexy outfit, that’s basically investing right?”

What I like is how the protagonist isn’t some shy little anime blush-factory. She’s confident, maybe too confident, like she knows she’s hot and she’s using it. One moment she’s cursing her ex in her head, the next moment she’s in the gym stretching in front of some meathead to get a discount, pretending she’s not doing it on purpose. The gym scenes are actually wild. You go there thinking “ok, training, stamina, whatever,” and ten minutes later you’re in this situation where the trainer is basically treating her like a walking sex toy while she tries to act like this is just “part of the plan.” There’s this one scene on the treadmill where she’s trying to keep balance while a dude behind her is way too focused on her ass, and the camera angle is absolutely not about sports, let’s just say that. And the masturbation bits sneak up too, like she gets home from some gross day and instead of emo crying she pulls out her toys, scrolls some porn on her fake in-game phone, and goes to town. Kind of relatable, in a cursed way. I literally had Discord open on second monitor and still felt like I should lock my door.

The sandbox side is kinda scuffed but in a good trashy way. You’re juggling jobs, weird offers, “modeling,” borderline porn gigs, little errands that suddenly turn into sexual harassment scenes where you decide how far she goes. It feels more like a horny life simulator on a downward upward spiral. One path you’re letting guys squeeze her tits in some cramped storage room for a tiny cash bonus, another path you’re in a fancy office pretending this is “professional content creation” while the dude behind the camera zooms in on her big ass like it’s a nature documentary. The AI-styled CG sometimes looks almost too smooth, then next scene you get this goofy animated loop of her riding some guy like she’s grinding for XP, and it kind of slaps, not gonna lie. Some days the pacing is weird, like three great scenes then 20 minutes of clicking around the shop and gym, but that also makes the spicy stuff hit harder when it finally pops. I do wish there was an option to just ignore the serious “ambition and loss” story and lean full gremlin into being a total cash-hungry slut, but also her bitter inner monologue about money and aging and pride is what makes the scenes hit different when she lets guys use her body just to climb one more step. You open it for quick fap material, stay for “just one more event,” and suddenly you’re min-maxing how many times she gets groped before she mentally snaps, like some cursed horny accountant.

Guy gets into Tokyo Uni thinking he’ll just grind classes, maybe hit the gym a bit, maybe fail a quiz and cry in the shower later. Instead he trips straight into managing a full women’s volleyball team where every girl looks like hentai artists argued over breast size and nobody remembered what a normal uniform fits like. It’s that kind of story. Not subtle, not pretending to be. You’re the only guy swimming in a sea of big boobs, tight shorts, and fake wholesome “we’re just here to practice” energy that lasts about five minutes before the coach starts power-tripping and the girls start orbiting you like horny planets with daddy issues and midterms.

From my gender studies brain, this thing is wild. It pretends to be about training schedules and match strategy, and then half the “strategy” is choosing whether you check in on the shy bookworm in the library or the loud, sweaty ace at the gym who bends over way too slow to pick up the ball. The choices actually matter more than the game looks at first. You skip one girl’s extra workout and suddenly she’s blowing you off in the locker room scene later. Date nights feel like someone watched too many romance anime and then said, fine, but what if he just actually fucks her on the park bench instead of fading to black. The sex is very direct. Lots of oral, lots of vagina, lots of “oops I’m sitting on your lap, senpai” that ends with her moaning with her tits bouncing in those animated loops that look a bit too smooth, like the AI generator was horny but slightly confused.

What hit me the weird way is the netorare angle sneaking around the edges. The coach is not just strict. He’s possessive in this gross patriarchal “I own their bodies because I own their training” way, and the game leans into that tension. One route you’re kissing a girl under the bleachers and later you catch her in a scene that clearly changes if you weren’t nice enough to her earlier, and now she’s doing things with that coach that feel half “I want this” and half “I’m trapped”. It’s hot and fucked up at the same time. As a researcher I’m like, wow, power imbalance, consent blur, institutional abuse patterns. As a player I accidentally clicked the jealous answer and now I hate myself and still watched the whole scene on loop. There’s romance paths too, like actual soft ones, where you build trust, cuddle in the dorm, slow kissing, talk about exams, then end up with a really tender sex scene where she keeps eye contact while riding you and it feels more like emotional intimacy than porn. The game wants to be both cute boyfriend simulator and “everyone is cheating on everyone in secret” drama. Sometimes it works, sometimes it just feels like whiplash. Also there is one tiny UI sound when you confirm a choice that is so annoying I thought my Discord pinged every time and I’m still mad about it. Anyway, multiple endings mean you can be the caring partner, the possessive asshole, or the guy who thinks he’s doing the right thing while the system quietly corrupts every girl around him and you only notice when it’s way, way too late.

Snow on the window, porn on the browser. Priority is clear. This game drops you right in that weird moment after uni when you’re technically adult but still feel like a horny dumbass who has no clue what to do with life. You’re broke, alone in your flat, scrolling way too long, then suddenly you’re in this city where every “job opportunity” slowly turns into some kinky bullshit that somehow makes too much sense. One night you’re bussing tables as a new waiter, trying not to stare at bouncing tits under tight tops, next night you’re half naked in a VIP corner of a night club, getting your ego crushed by a girl in heels who talks to you like you’re her property. And you kind of like it. The game doesn’t pretend to be deep, but it does this thing where each girl you meet pushes you a little bit more, like a slow transformation that sneaks up on you. One route you start trying to “impress” a dominant mistress at the gym, thinking you just want to see her sweaty curves on the leg press, and suddenly you’re on your knees next to the benches, getting a casual handjob as “reward” while she laughs at how fast you cum. Another route you’re in a cramped back room of a club, soft music, neon lights, her riding your face while using you as a chair, with your dick mashed between your thighs because she said “good boys don’t get hard without permission”. It’s rough, humiliating, strangely cozy. Like Christmas with abuse, in a hot way.

What really hits is how the game uses gifs and photos instead of just walls of text. Scenes feel more alive, like your WhatsApp porn folder finally grew a story around it. One moment you’re getting a sloppy blowjob in a bathroom stall, the next she pushes you back and lines you up for anal, pushing a toy in your mouth so you shut up about it hurting. There’s titfucks with lube dripping everywhere, pussy close-ups while she grinds on you slowly, and that awkward-but-hot feeling when she wipes your own cum on your chest and calls you her filthy little project. Sometimes the pacing is weird, like you go from casual chatting about work to her pegging you in what feels like five clicks, but honestly that chaos kinda works because life doesn’t give you clean routes either. I do wish the waitress shifts had more build up before turning into fetish playground, but then again, I clicked through half the dialogue just to reach the next humiliation scene, so maybe it’s on me. The male protagonist reacts like a real confused dude too: horny, insecure, pretending he’s in control while obviously not. That mix of domination, teasing, and “you’ll do what I say or you don’t get to cum tonight” is everywhere. And yeah, sometimes a scene will just end right when you’re about to blow, like the game cockblocks you on purpose, cuts to another girl, another fetish, another way to break you a little more. I closed the tab once, swore I was done, then opened it again to see how far one mistress would go if I kept saying “yes”.

She went pretty far.