You wake up as this so-called “scientist” in a lab that feels more like a horny underground bunker than anything from real science. Outside, the world is going to shit because humans are freaking out over furries, anti-furry mobs hunting them like they’re monsters, and you just decide, yeah, I’ll make my lab a shelter. Not out of kindness, of course. You take them in, Nicole, Diane, random fox girls with tits bigger than their moral compass, Amy Rose walking in like she owns the place, and every single one arrives with some excuse and some trauma. You nod, pretend to be the serious researcher, and then the “tests” start. It feels very wrong in the right way. You watch them through cameras, through glass, pretending you’re checking their vitals while you zoom in on tits bouncing when they masturbate because they think nobody’s looking. Half the interface is just you picking where to look, where to put them, what to make them wear, and I keep thinking “why the fuck is the font so small on these menus” while at the same time, my dick is doing happy jumps. Priorities, right.

Then there is that weird paranoia mechanic with anti-furries sneaking in with “realistic” fursuits, trying to pass as the real thing. It actually makes you look at bodies more carefully, which is kinda hot and kinda creepy. You’re judging every curve, every tail, every ear twitch, wondering if she’s a real fox girl with soft fur and big ass ready to take a creampie, or some asshole in a suit waiting to stab your guests. One scene stuck in my head: Nicole in the shower room, steam covering most of her, only outline of those huge tits and ass visible, and suddenly a small UI popup appears right on her thigh, blocking the exact spot you want to see. Like, who designed that placement? Who hurt you? You also get oral scenes where your choices earlier decide if she does it willingly, shy and playful, or after you pushed her into more rough male domination stuff, like hand on her head, drool all over your cock, her eyes looking up in that “I’m pretending to hate it” way. It makes everything very personal, but sometimes the game then dumps a chunky text box in the middle of the blowjob like a boring visual novel, and I just want a simple toggle in options to hide that trash.

Accessibility wise, yeah, this thing needs work. No separate text scaling, no colorblind consideration, tiny checkboxes that look like they’ve been drawn by SCP‑1471 in a hangover mood. You can’t rebind half the keys, and for someone like me who plays one-handed more often than not, that’s annoying as hell. There is an exhibitionism angle where you purposely send your furry girl out into semi-open corridors, cameras everywhere, other characters walking by pretending not to stare while she “tests” a toy on a bench, legs spread, pussy dripping, and the game actually plays with voyeurism quite nicely. You stand in the control room, watching multiple screens, swapping between a fox girl giving you a lazy handjob on your lap and another character being sexually harassed in a corridor by an anti-furry who slipped through. Part of me wants better UI contrast, bigger subtitles, proper audio sliders that don’t hide in some random submenu. Part of me doesn’t care at all when Diane is on her knees, lipstick ruined, your cum leaking from her mouth after a forced deepthroat, while alarms flash in the background about a security breach you never check because, well, porn. The dystopian war outside becomes just noise, a kind of excuse so you can keep dragging scared but horny furries into “safe” rooms and use them however you marked them in your logbook. I still hate that little notification sound it makes every single time a new event pops up, though. Never found the toggle for that. Still bothers me.

This thing looks like someone glued a horny VN onto a bootleg Genshin fan app and then accidentally made it kinda addicting. You start as the most generic guy possible, basically a walking camera, but that works here because everything is pure POV fantasy. One moment you’re pretending to care about some “elemental balance” nonsense, next moment you’re balls-deep in a fake Raiden lookalike who is clearly not Raiden but still very much Raiden in your brain. The cosplay vibe is strong, like those cheap TikTok ads where you go “that’s not Yae Miko” and then ten seconds later you don’t care at all because tits.

The game plays like a lazy point and click, the good kind. You’re just clicking through dialogue, picking choices, poking stuff on the screen while one hand is secretly alt-tabbing from Discord. It actually feels nice that it doesn’t try to be some big strategy thing. You flirt, tease, mess up, reload, try again, suddenly unlock a scene where Hu Tao is riding you with that broken ahegao face that looks illegal and perfect at same time. Sometimes the AI art is a little cursed, like fingers doing weird shit or one eye wandering into Snezhnaya, but then you get a shot where her big ass is bouncing on your dick and your brain just goes “ok we ignore the hand now”. I opened it in Chrome on my phone during a fake “bathroom break” from work and nearly lost it when Yelan started doing that slow handjob animation while talking like she’s interrogating you. Had to pretend I was checking Slack while she’s staring at my imaginary cock.

Scenes go pretty hard when you start pushing the more dominant options. If you make the girls take control, they really take control. Raiden pushing you down, riding you and talking like she’s punishing some low rank soldier, then finishing with a creampie that drips out in a way only AI could imagine. Another route, Yae Miko has you on your back, heels pressing into your chest while she’s stroking you off with her feet and laughing like she knows exactly how pathetic you are. I didn’t even think I was that much into foot stuff, then suddenly I’m watching her toes slide around the tip and I’m like “ok, fuck, guess I am now”. Oral scenes are surprisingly hot too, there is this one where a “not really” MILF character kneels down, squeezes her big tits around you and you get this titfuck plus slobbering blowjob combo that feels like someone watched too much JAV and said “yes, that”. Game even lets you build a kind of janky harem if you click the right lines, and seeing a bunch of them all acting clingy over your cock is stupid as hell but in a great way. I kept meaning to focus on one route, then another girl shows up with tight cosplay and big tits spilling out and suddenly my “loyal playthrough” dies in two clicks. There is one tiny thing with the UI that annoyed the shit out of me every time I misclicked, but whatever, I’m still going back to try to make that smug fox priestess choke on my cum again.

Mike Oxmaul is the kind of guy you look at and think, “yeah, that dude’s gonna have a normal college life.” Then you play ten minutes and realize, nah, this poor bastard is cursed by the porn gods. He’s short, he’s under-equipped, everyone around him seems bigger, hotter, more confident, and the game just loves to rub it in. Half the time you’re laughing, half the time you’re clenching because the humiliation hits a bit too close.

The setting is standard university stuff at first: dorms, classrooms, clubs, parties, a bit of sandbox wandering where you click around the campus and see who’s available. What makes it hook you is how every little choice you make about Mike’s ego spirals into something filthy. Say the wrong thing to the smug futa roommate and suddenly she’s got him on his knees, making him “prove” he deserves to stay in the room. Pick the cocky option with the tall redhead milf professor and you get this scene where she slowly unbuttons her blouse in her office, sits on the desk, and then laughs when she sees what he’s packing. She still lets him bury his face in her tits, then calls him her “tiny little toy” while he tries not to cum in his pants. It’s mean, but it’s hot, and the game just keeps doing that mix of arousal and bullying.

The sex is all over the place in a good way, and the 3dcg animation actually manages to sell the dirty stuff. There’s a scene in the locker room where Mike is hiding in a shower stall, watching two thick girls share a shower and start playing with each other, and you can either stay quiet and jerk it or “accidentally” knock a shampoo bottle. If you fuck up, they catch him, push him against the tiles, and one of them starts stroking his cock with her feet while the other films it on her phone, laughing at his size, threatening to leak it unless he does exactly what they say. Later there’s a club sequence where a drunk married woman grinds on him on the dance floor, her wedding ring right in your face, and if you go along with it you get pulled into the bathroom for messy cheating sex, her bent over the sink, whispering how her husband could never make her gush like “this little loser.”

The game swings hard between humiliation and actual romance in a way that feels weirdly real. One moment Mike is used as a cum rag in a group scene, taking turns giving sloppy oral and getting painted by bukkake while a crowd laughs at his ahegao face, and then a few events later you’re on a quiet date with a shy classmate who admits she’s still a virgin and kind of into smaller guys. You can actually choose to be gentle, focus on kissing and slow vaginal sex, her clinging to him and whispering his name while he tries not to blow too fast. Or you can lean into corruption, turn her into a needy mess who ends up begging to be creampied in a public place, risking pregnancy because “no one notices us anyway.” That mix of sweet and fucked up gives the story more bite than I expected.

There’s a lot of kink variety buried around the campus and nearby streets. Street corners with girls clearly doing prostitution on the side, where Mike can either pay to be dominated by a tall trans escort who makes him lick her heels and then rams his ass with a toy, or stumble into a cheap quickie behind a bar with a big ass milf who demands a titfuck first, squeezing her lactating nipples all over his face. One of the most ridiculous moments for me was a “study group” that turns into a gangbang when a popular girl decides she’s bored, strips naked, and invites everyone to use her while Mike awkwardly watches. You can have him join in and get lost somewhere between thighs and ass, mostly ignored while the bigger guys pound her, and then she still pulls him in at the end, jerking his pathetic cock until he shoots on her face for the final messy finish.

Pacing is a little weird sometimes. You’ll have this intense anal domination scene where Mike gets pegged by a smug futa who keeps calling him her “practice girlfriend,” sticks a vibrator in his ass and makes him walk around campus, then next thing is a goofy humor bit in a classroom about a stupid group project, like nothing happened. The jokes land more often than not though, especially the self-aware ones. There’s one event where Mike is watching porn on his phone, and the video is basically a parody of the kind of inflated hentai bullshit the game itself is flirting with: huge tits, impossible ahegao, milk everywhere, furry ears, the works. Then his real-life neighbor, this curvy girl with glasses, walks in on him, sees what he’s watching, and quietly asks if he wants to try “something smaller, but real.” That switch from meme-level ridiculous to intimate POV oral, with her slowly licking his shaft and teasing the tip while staring up, made me actually shut up and pay attention.

I also kinda hate how sometimes the teasing never pays off. There’s a footjob scene in a lecture hall where a girl slips off her shoes under the desk, starts grinding his crotch with her toes, and the camera angles are great, you feel every twitch, but then the professor calls Mike to answer a question and it just cuts without a finish. No climax, no punishment, nothing, and the game just moves on like it never happened. It bothered me for way too long, I kept checking the walkthrough and everything, and yeah, it still annoys me. At least the voyeur stuff makes up for it. Creeping around dorm corridors, catching quick looks through half open doors, seeing titfucks, anal, some interracial rough sex where Mike can only watch and jerk, hoping nobody notices him, that stuff is done dirty and right. And when a tall, dominant girl finally drags him out of his hiding spot and makes him strip in the hallway as payback, forcing him to stand there naked while she strokes him by hand and makes him cum in front of a small crowd, you realize the game really understands how to mix shame, lust, and a bit of twisted romance into one messy university fever dream.

Revenge really shouldn’t feel this good, but here we are. You’re this worn out middle aged guy who finds out his wife is fucking around behind your back, not just once, not some drunk mistake, but regularly, like it’s her new hobby. The game doesn’t waste time pretending you’re a hero. You’re pissed, humiliated, horny as hell and way too calm about letting a witch talk you into the most petty revenge scheme I’ve seen in a while: you travel around, find every guy who touches your wife, and then you go after their girls instead. Not by punching them, but by ruining their beds and their relationships. It’s all visual novel style, so it’s all about the dialogue, choices and watching this guy slide deeper into that sweet mix of bitterness and lust. One moment you’re staring at a phone screen with a shaky hand, reading some filthy message your wife sent, next scene you’re pushing some thick ass MILF against a hotel wall while pretending you “just happened to be in town on business.” The game loves big asses and big tits like it’s a religion. Every other scene is a new woman with curves that don’t make sense, stuffed into tight dresses, leggings, yoga pants, whatever. And the camera knows exactly where to sit, especially when you’re just “accidentally” brushing fingers over a thigh, “helping” her squeeze past you in a cramped kitchen, or pretending to be a gentleman while your hand is absolutely grabbing a full handful of ass. The teasing is slow on purpose. Lots of voyeur moments too: keyholes, half open doors, a bathroom mirror catching your wife on her knees with some random guy’s cock in her mouth, and your character just watches, breathing heavy, clearly torn between wanting to scream and wanting to memorize every move. That part is fucked up, in a hot way, and the game doesn’t really moralize it. You want soft love story? Wrong address. This one spins hard around cheating, jealousy, that sick pleasure of fucking someone else’s girl while knowing he fucked yours. Or just watching him do it and saving your hate for later. Some of the scenes get straight into netorare brain poison: you spying your own wife riding another dude, moaning his name, then later you meet his girlfriend and slowly reel her in. She starts with shy smiles, then handjob in the backseat, then choking a little on your cock in some cheap motel, and the animated loops really lean into the saliva, the bounce, the tiny body twitches when she finally lets go of her last bit of loyalty. The AI CG style is weirdly slick for something this dirty. Faces have that almost too-perfect look sometimes, like Instagram filters turned into people, but the bodies are pure porn logic. There’s something funny about reading a serious line about heartbreak while your screen is filled with a huge titted chick kneeling between your legs, fingers wrapped around your shaft, lips hovering just over the tip while she asks if this is “really okay.” Of course it’s not okay, that’s the whole point. When the game decides it’s time, it stops teasing and you get right into oral, groping, and full on vaginal sex, with those short animated loops that repeat just enough to make your brain melt. Hips slamming, breasts shaking, your protagonist grabbing a girl’s waist from behind and watching her ass clap like she’s paying rent with it. Sometimes the pacing is a bit weird, like you go from a heavy emotional scene about how your marriage is ruined straight into a scene where you’re tongue deep between some college girl’s legs on a stranger’s couch. No transition, no cooldown, just “ok, now fuck.” Honestly, I liked that it doesn’t try to be tasteful. It’s horny, kinda mean, a bit sad under the surface, and pretty shameless about using your wife’s cheating as fuel for everything that happens. That petty feeling of “fine, if she wants to be a slut, I’ll be worse” sits in every choice. You’re not fixing anything. You’re just collecting bodies, watching, touching, fucking, and somewhere in between a witch is smirking in the background like she knew you were this corrupt all along.

Game feels like somebody ripped a horny Overwatch fanfic out of an old Discord server, glued a point and click shell on top, then actually bothered to give it different endings instead of just spamming “good girl, now swallow” until credits. You’re this nobody guy who somehow ends up on a date with D.Va, and it starts pretty cute, like awkward flirting, small talk, her showing off a bit, lots of teasing. Then you blink twice and suddenly her lipstick is smeared, her mascara is half ruined, and you’ve got her on her knees between your legs, looking up with that fake innocent smile and an ahegao that would get banned on Twitch in one second. It goes from “omg senpai noticed me” to “yeah, you belong on your knees, don’t you?” so fast my brain lagged harder than my old laptop opening Chrome with 20 tabs.

What I like is how the game lets you be either soft yandere or full corrupted asshole without telling you “this is the good route” in big friendly letters. You can actually romance her a bit, take her on what feels like a real date, be gentle when you touch her thighs, enjoy her being bratty and smug. She flirts, she jokes, she pretends she’s in control. Then you can casually twist it: a bit of blackmail here, public teasing there, one choice where you “accidentally” grope her ass too long, another where you push her to show more skin in front of others. The humiliation creeps up slow, like a virus, until she’s jerking you off under a table with people right behind the door, trying not to moan while you call her a filthy little camgirl. It’s actually kind of romantic in a fucked up way, which makes it worse, so of course I loved it. Although, I’m still annoyed the text box sometimes covers her feet right when the footjob scene starts. I kept trying to drag it with my mouse like an idiot, like this is Photoshop, not a porn game. Still pisses me off and there’s no option for UI scale.

Sex scenes are messy in a good way. You’ve got her riding you in POV with her tongue out, cum dripping down her belly, then suddenly a branch where you can shove her face into the mattress and go anal, or keep it sweet and just keep thrusting into her pussy until she begs for a creampie. Sometimes the game lets you share her, too, and watching her get used by more than one guy while she pretends she hates it, then her eyes roll back when they cover her face, that hits a very specific brain kink. There’s also a route where you switch from dominant to kinda submissive, letting her sit on your face, grind that big ass on your mouth and talk down to you while she uses a toy on herself, and it’s weirdly adorable and degrading at the same time. You can screw up and get endings where she leaves you, or where she’s just broken, used, a little doll who masturbates for strangers’ approval while you watch from behind a screen like some creepy producer. My only real complaint, besides that damn text box, is that some transitions feel like someone skipped a couple pages in the script; one moment she’s just blushing from a kiss, next moment she’s being filmed covered in cum in front of other people, like I missed three important choices. But honestly, it still felt closer to late night horny roleplay on Telegram than a clean, polished porn VN, and that chaotic energy kind of fits her.

Apartment looks normal in the afternoon. Cheap rent, cracked wall, neighbor’s TV bleeding through the concrete, the usual city trash. Then the lights twitch once, your Spotify glitches, and suddenly you’ve got two naked ghosts in your living room arguing over who gets to sit on your lap first. The game just throws that at you, like, “yeah, this is fine.” They’re not the “booo I will kill you” type either. More like “I will ride your face and then maybe cry about my tragic past later.” You move back to your hometown thinking about CVs and boring job hunt hell, and instead you’re juggling spectral titties the size of your head and trying to remember which dialogue option raises which hidden stat. Honestly feels like Excel, but horny.

The daily loop is weirdly chill and horny at same time. You wake up, check your messages, maybe go out for a side gig to get some money, then come back to this cursed apartment where the real grind starts. One ghost leans into the shy, soft thing, boobs pressed against your back when you cook, acting like she “doesn’t know what a handjob is” while obviously knowing exactly how to milk your cock slow enough to make you beg. The other one? Gremlin energy. She floats upside down, skirt hanging, ass in your face, making fun of you for blushing while she wraps her toes around you and starts a footjob on the cheap sofa like it’s just another Tuesday. I had a moment where she literally popped through the wall while I was trying to sleep, sat on my chest, pinning me, and whispered in my ear that if I didn’t touch her she’d “haunt my balls.” That scene escalated into sloppy oral so fast I forgot I was supposed to be scared. The game calls itself horror, and yeah, some of the midnight events actually hit that creepy “why is the hallway longer than before” vibe, but then you’re groping a ghost’s huge tits in a dark bathroom while the mirror reflects nothing but your own hands. Honestly I got more scared of missing a route flag than of any jump scare.

The messy part is the sandbox structure. You kind of wander between work, random paranormal events, and slow unlocking of their “memories.” Each ghost has scenes gated behind affection, lust, and some mysterious value I still don’t fully get because I forgot to track one variable on my notes and now my spreadsheet looks like a crime board. One night you get a tender blowjob where she’s on her knees, drool running down your shaft while she tries to keep eye contact like it’s important for her soul or something, and the next night the same girl phases through the floor, grabs your dick from below the bed, and the game just calls it a “playful surprise.” I loved that. Actually, no, it annoyed me, because I could not figure out what time slot combo triggered it again. There is a tiny spirit thing that acts like a horny tutorial and lore dump, floating around telling you where to poke the curse, but half the time I ignored it and still got scenes to trigger, so I’m not even sure if it matters. Some routes feel polished, with multi-stage events, like the progression from clumsy handjob on the couch to her confidently riding you, tits bouncing so hard they clip through your view and you kind of forget it’s 2D, and other times you just get a short tease and nothing after. I kept waiting for more intense paranormal horror in the corridors, then got distracted because the busty ghost bent over the kitchen table and asked if you wanted to “test how solid her ass feels from behind.” So yeah. This apartment is a mess, the pacing is janky, the boobs are ridiculous, and I’m still counting flags like a nerd while getting sucked off by a dead girl who moans your name like you’re the only thing keeping her in this world.

Government fantasy but everyone’s horny and badly behaved, that’s basically the vibe here. You’re this regular dude in a fucked up city where the “Order” controls everything, and instead of joining the resistance like some heroic idiot, you get your hands on a mind control tech and go, “yeah, I’m gonna use this to fuck people.” And the game fully leans into that. Every time you “liberate” someone, it’s not really freedom, you just swap one kind of control for another and wrap it in sex. One moment you’re pretending to care about your neighbor’s safety, next moment you’ve got her on her knees in the kitchen, mascara running, while her husband is in the next room watching state propaganda and you’re trying not to laugh. There’s a lot of that quiet, wrong tension. You click a choice and you know it’s scummy, but the game is winking at you like: yeah, go on, do it anyway.

The cast hits pretty much every guilty pleasure. You got the strict older women from the “moral committees” that end up on their backs, legs shaking, calling you sir like they’re the ones getting judged. There’s a high ranking inspector you can slowly break, making him call you “master” while you shove him into messy gay scenes he’d arrest people for in public. One run I had him on his knees in his own office, sucking me off while his big monitor still showed official reports and I swear that contrast made it ten times hotter. Another night, I had a family under my thumb, the mom pretending to resist while her son watches from the doorway with that dazed, corrupted look, and the whole thing spirals into messy incest corruption that just keeps escalating. Group scenes get wild fast: you start with a “discreet meeting” and end with a row of naked bodies, asses up, everyone glazed over, and you walking between them deciding who gets a handjob, who gets anal, who has to lick who clean. The voyeur parts hit nice too, like spying with cameras you installed yourself, watching someone finger themselves, then walking in and making them finish the job with your cock. It’s dirty, it’s mean, and sometimes the pacing drags a little in the non-sex bits, but the payoff when the next scene finally snaps back into some fresh humiliation or control kink makes it worth grinding through. It’s less “save the city” and more “own the city’s holes, minds, and pride, in that order,” and the game does not pretend otherwise.

Year 2990, deep space, and you’re basically the kid your teachers warned each other about. Fresh out of school, still smelling like trouble and cheap synth-alcohol, one stupid fight with a pissed-off teacher flips your whole life sideways. His punch doesn’t just send you to the floor, it scrambles your brain in the weirdest way possible. Now your head is glitching with flashes of the future: little clips, seconds ahead, sometimes minutes, sometimes just enough to see someone’s clothes hit the ground before they even start unbuttoning. Not exactly the heroic superpower they write old holo-comics about, but in this universe, that kind of cheat code gets attention fast.

Next thing you know, you’re on a ship pointed at Andromeda. Not a rusty trash hauler, either. This thing is a flying sin palace with a mission attached. Whole crew full of women who look like they stepped out of some NSFW tagged folder you don’t talk about on main Discord. Big curves, tight suits that are clearly not designed for “safety”, and personalities that swing from sweet to absolutely feral depending who you’re talking to. There’s the one who pretends she hates your guts but keeps ending up alone with you in narrow corridors, pressing you into bulkheads and whispering in your ear. The scientist who talks about gene samples for way too long but somehow you both end up naked in a lab chair, her riding you slowly while pretending this is “for research”. And that pilot with the uniform two sizes too small, leaning over the console in front of you so her ass fills your entire view, calmly asking for your “guidance” on a new route like she doesn’t know exactly what she’s doing.

The future flashes mess with everything. You’re flirting and suddenly you see ten seconds ahead: her hand wrapping around your cock under the table in the mess hall. Or you kiss her and your brain jumps forward to the moment you’re buried deep inside her, her nails in your back, legs shaking while you fill her up. Then you snap back and have to pretend you’re not already hard. Sometimes you screw it up completely, say the “right” line too early, and she shuts down on you. Other times you nail it, say exactly what she needs, and it turns into this perfect run where you tease her all evening, then end up on her bunk, hips slamming, her begging you not to pull out while the ship’s engines hum under your feet. Yeah, there’s the whole “build a new world, make contact with aliens” thing going on, lots of big choices, politics, colonies, whatever. But half the time you’re in your cabin DMs, juggling three different girls, trying not to mix up who likes it slow and who wants you to pin her face-first into the mattress and pound her until her voice goes hoarse, leaving her dripping and full of your cum while you get that little flash of tomorrow, where she’s rubbing her belly and wondering if this time you knocked her up.

Everything plays out like a messed up dating sim wired straight into your dick and your bad decisions. You spend breakfast pretending to read mission reports while remembering how last night you had one of them on the bridge console, tits bouncing, your hands full of her ass while she moaned loud enough the ship AI politely raised the music volume. Sometimes you fuck up a choice and end up just getting a quick handjob in a storage room instead of the long, slow fuck you saw in your vision, and it actually stings a bit, like you missed a secret route. Other times you turn a small moment into a full-on harem scene: a future flash of two girls kneeling between your legs, swapping your cock between their mouths, one stroking your balls while the other begs you to cum in her mouth first, and you spend the whole day quietly pushing all the right buttons to make it happen. When it finally does, when both of them end up straddling you one after the other, slick and needy, taking your cum deep inside and moaning when they feel you throb and spill, you realize this isn’t just about being some space hero. It’s about how far you can push it, how many hearts and bodies you can collect around you, turning that glitch in your brain into a path toward a whole galaxy of warm thighs, messy creampies, and a harem that looks at you like you’re not just some punk who threw a punch at the wrong guy, but the center of their universe.

You wake up in this quiet little town with that annoying feeling that you already fucked up something before even getting out of bed. The locals look at you too long, like they know you from somewhere, but when you push them on it they just smile and act normal. That fake small-town nice. Then suddenly you’re bent over a table in the back of some workshop with a horny wolfman grinding against your ass, and he’s whispering your name like you’ve done this ten times already. You feel every slow push inside, claws on your hips, your own cock pressed against the cold wood. You cum hard, he fills you, it feels too sharp and too real to be a dream. And then you blink and you’re back in your room, clean, alone, your stamina bar exactly where you left it. No mess, no scent, no one remembers shit. Except you.

That’s the main kink here, I think. The game keeps gaslighting you with your own orgasms. You explore town in this loose sandbox style, poking into alleys, stables, a shitty little church that clearly isn’t holy anymore, and every place has someone who either wants to jerk you off, chain you up, or “help you relax” with their tongue. Sometimes you’re in control, like when you grab the cocky fox boy by the throat and shove him to his knees for a sloppy blowjob, making him gag while you hold his ears like a controller. Other times you misjudge your condition, your health drops too low, and you black out right when things get rough. Next scene, you’re waking up with bite marks on your thighs, cum still dripping from your used asshole in the text, but the town pretends nothing is wrong. That part messed with me a bit more than I expected. Like soft psychological horror, just with more anal creampies and collars.

Sex variety is wild but it’s not trying to be “epic” or fancy. You’ve got beasts pinning you down in the barn, a smug cat guy who only gives handjobs at first and then slowly corrupts you into taking him deeper every time, a priest who absolutely does not follow any book I’ve ever seen, public groping when you walk around too worn out and clearly begging for it with your body language. You think you’re topping, but the game loves flipping that on you. One moment you’re dominating some shy dogboy, slapping his ass while you fuck him, next loop he’s the one shoving your face into the pillow and fucking you raw because “you looked tired again”. The transformation stuff sneaks up slowly, too. Little changes after loops. Maybe your cock gets thicker, maybe you wake up with a tail and nobody comments on it like it’s totally normal. That detail feels very chiptune in my brain actually, like when a melody shifts one note and suddenly the whole groove feels off, but cool.

Multiple endings are there but the game doesn’t treat them like a big thing. It feels more like you’re nudging a corrupt save file and seeing how much more broken you can make the town and yourself. Go more submissive and you end up basically the town toy, used in alleys, filled and forgotten. Push more dominant and suddenly you’re the one corrupting them, turning “nice” villagers into cock hungry pets who don’t even understand why they crave you. And still, every “day” you wake up in that same damn room, like a soft reset with cum-stained memories only you can see. It’s all pretty fucked, in a good way, and a little bit in a bad way I don’t actually want fixed. If they polished it too much, it would lose that weird glitchy horny-dream vibe it has right now.