You’re playing this tired small-town detective who looks like he hasn’t slept in about ten years, and honestly, fair. His sister vanished, his brother’s dead, the whole city feels like it’s rotting quietly under cheap neon, and every time he starts to focus on the case, some absurdly hot woman with big tits and a tragic backstory leans over his desk and distracts him with cleavage and weirdly personal questions. It’s half investigation, half “how is everyone in this shitty town model-level attractive,” and the game just goes, “yeah, that’s normal, don’t worry about it.” You click through leads, interrogations, late-night visits, and suddenly the conversation that started with “where were you that night” is turning into her licking her lips, him pressing her against a wall, her panties around her ankle, and a nice POV angle of her taking him deep. This is not subtle noir, it’s horny noir that forgot what HR is.

The story likes to pretend it’s serious, and actually sometimes it works. You’re chasing clues about your missing sister, and then the game throws you into a date scene with a tattooed bartender with a huge ass who keeps “accidentally” brushing her tits against your arm while pouring a drink. You’re trying to ask about some shady guy, she just laughs, puts your hand on her thigh, then you’re in a back room with her on her knees, blowjob framed from his point of view, spit building on his shaft, her gagging a little while still trying to talk dirty, which is sort of funny and hot at same time. A few choices later she’s bent over a crate, ass out, you pushing in raw, and the game doesn’t shy away from the creampie shot. There’s a lot of that, by the way. The MC is allergic to condoms, apparently. You say the right things, girls open up emotionally, then open their legs, it’s that kind of energy. One shy “good girl” virgin who acts like she’s never kissed a guy before goes from blushing mess to riding you in your office chair, tits bouncing in your face, begging you not to pull out. And yeah, you don’t. Of course you don’t.

What I liked is how scenes don’t all play the same. Sometimes it’s slow teasing, like a handjob in a car while you’re “staking out” a suspect, her jerking you off under the steering wheel while pretending to listen to the radio, whispering in your ear and grinding her ass against your side. Sometimes it explodes into full group sex chaos, like the harem setup you stumble into if you don’t piss off the wrong girls. There’s one route where two of them show up at your place “to help with the case” and five minutes later you’re flat on your back, one riding your face while the other is bouncing on your cock, and then a third joins just to wrap her tits around you for a slick titfuck between thrusts. They make jokes while doing it too, which is weirdly charming. The MC leans pretty hard into male domination, pressing them into furniture, hand on their throat, telling them to keep eye contact while he fucks them, and they clearly love it. Anal pops up like it’s just another checkpoint in the investigation, with a girl who says she’s not ready for “normal” sex yet but then relaxes completely once you’re inside her ass, clutching the bedsheet and asking for it harder. There’s romance and sweet moments buried under all the cum and dirty talk, but the game never lets you forget this is about a detective who tries to solve a family tragedy and somehow ends up with a house full of women who all want his cock in every hole they have. Honestly, priorities.

It’s messy in a way that feels almost too personal, like reading someone’s horny dream journal that accidentally got turned into a game. The first time I saw Rias just leaning in, her hair catching that fake moonlight, I thought the animation was glitching - too smooth, almost alive. Then she smirked, and I forgot about the weird clipping on her shoulder. The story pretends to care about demons and contracts, but it’s really just an excuse to throw you into this feverish loop of moaning, glowing eyes, and clothes that evaporate faster than logic. The main guy acts like he’s confused about what’s happening, but his hands sure know where to go. You start judging him for being a pushover, then realize you’re clicking through every scene like a hungry idiot.

I kept thinking about how the sound design feels like someone recorded it in a bathroom but somehow it works - it’s raw, kind of embarrassing, and that’s what makes it hot. Akeno’s laugh cuts through the music in this way that makes you feel like she’s laughing at you, not him. There’s this one scene with Koneko that’s so awkwardly animated it loops twice before syncing up, and it made me laugh right before it made me need to close the curtains. The mind control bit is weirdly casual, like everyone just shrugs and goes along with it. I don’t even know if that’s sexy or lazy. Probably both.

The pacing is nonsense - one moment you’re watching a serious “contract ritual,” next thing you’re watching him buried between thighs that look like they were rendered by someone who’s never seen knees before. But it doesn’t matter. It’s that kind of game that doesn’t want to be perfect, just filthy enough to keep your brain fogged. I opened it thinking I’d hate it for being another cheap fantasy knockoff, but now I can’t even remember what I was supposed to be mad about. Maybe that’s the point. Maybe it’s just the moans.

A story about violence, betrayal, lust, revenge, and of course... Love.

You play as a guy in his late 30s. For the last 6 years, you have been living alone in your apartment building, away from your family. After a long time, you were able to open your heart to a few people, but there is still a big part of you that wants that old life back, which was stolen from you. But one day, someone from your past forces themself back into your life. With this person's arrival, a series of events start happening. Finding a new investor for your company, helping your favorite barista, catching your sweet innocent neighbor doing something very sinful, and confronting your childhood bully. You can't remove the hatred and anger that the past birthed inside your heart, but the future is in your hands. Will you treasure the people you love? Or will you drown yourself in the well of vengeance?

You are a detective from a small provincial town. Five years ago, your sister Norika disappeared without a trace. The memories of her and your relationship with her still haunt you, but you've lost all hope of finding her. However, the death of your brother and some unexpected news push you to pull yourself together once more. Immerse yourself in a captivating story, investigate the case, and find your sister.
Along the way, every choice you make will have consequences, shaping the storyline and determining the ending. A plethora of charming ladies and captivating H-scenes will keep you entertained.​

After your father had to move away for work, he didn't want your education to suffer. His solution? Leaving you in the care of his long-time friend, Darla. Now, you find yourself sharing a roof with her daughter, Anya - who also happens to be your classmate.

Years of laziness have finally caught up with you, leaving you on the verge of failing out of school. This is your wake-up call. Your teachers have given you one final chance to redeem yourself and graduate. But this journey is about more than just grades; it’s a path of self-discovery, unexpected encounters, and uncovering who you truly are.

And remember... purple is the color of passion.

Are you ready to explore the hidden desires within Classroom Affairs?

The town looks holy as fuck at first glance. Little stone church, quiet streets, people acting all shy and “god-fearing” while obviously thinking about getting railed behind closed doors. Into this strolls our main character: a 52-year-old priest who looks like he’s seen some shit, hasn’t had decent pussy in a decade, and suddenly finds himself surrounded by temptation wearing habits that are hanging on for dear life. He’s not some bland saint either. You feel right away this guy has the calm, slow confidence of a dude who knows exactly how to make a woman forget her own name, and maybe her morals too. Three nuns follow him, like a horny little parade of secrets: each one with big tits, soft asses, and those “I’m totally pure, father” eyes that start to change every time he leans in a little too close. Under the church? Yeah, there’s a crypt, and it’s not just cobwebs and old bones waiting there. The place almost feels alive, like it’s watching the priest every time he thinks about pushing someone down on the altar and making her moan loud enough to shake the stained glass.

The game plays like a slow corruption fantasy mixed with small-town porn gossip. One moment you’re blessing the congregation, next moment you’re deciding if you’ll use a bit of mind control to make a nun kneel in front of you, open her mouth, and take your cock like she’s swallowing holy wine. The dev leans hard into harem vibes: you’re juggling nuns, a stacked landlady milf with tits made for titfucks, and even a horny younger guy you can either help or totally cockblock. There’s this great scene where the kid is nervously talking about how he wants to get into his landlady’s pants, and you get the choice to “guide” him... or just say screw it and keep that big-ass milf for yourself. Watching her thighs spread as she rides you, thick breasts bouncing in your face, while you know she was “supposed” to be his is nastier than half the porn on xHamster. Creampies matter here too, not just as visual, but as choices: who do you fill, who ends up pregnant, who becomes your obedient little broodmare in the name of “divine duty”. The 3D-style characters glow under candlelight when you bend them over a pew, spanking them till their ass is red and trembling, then sliding in raw, listening to them beg for more even as they pretend they’re ashamed. Nuns with rosaries tangling between their bouncing tits while they choke on your cock, monster girls under the church offering you deals with claws and curves, a priest turning from “merciful shepherd” into full-on dom who keeps toys in the confessional and sins in every corner of the crypt. Nothing about this feels safe or polite. It’s filthy, sacrilegious, and kind of fascinating in that “yeah, I’m going to hell, but at least I came twice” way.

Imagine a horny trivia night where every question you answer wrong sends you into a different timeline and every “bonus round” is actually someone riding your dick or your face. That’s kind of how this game feels. One moment you’re this broke nobody in modern time, jerking off at home and trying not to think about how useless you are, then suddenly some crazy AI thing wants to delete the whole universe and now you’re time skipping between a medieval kingdom, a neon sci‑fi hellscape and your pretty normal city, collecting tits, trouble and trauma like Pokémon. Except these Pokémon sit on your face, call you “pet” and make you pay their rent by turning your stats and their holes into profit. The story pretends you’re the chosen one, but you always feel more like the idiot who just happened to be standing closest to the big red button labeled “world ending bullshit, press here.” Somehow that works.

What actually hooked me was how the horny stuff and the “ok I need to actually think” stuff are tangled together. You wanna rail the witch with the huge ass in the medieval castle? Great, but she wants proof you can survive the dungeon first, so off you go, bumbling through corridors, managing your health, trying not to get clapped by monster girls who look like they crawled out of someone’s very specific tags list. One of them literally had you on your knees with her foot on your chest, toes stroking your cock while she messes with your head, whispering that you’re just a toy in her dungeon. It’s half combat encounter, half humiliation fetish and you kind of forget which part you’re supposed to be “winning.” Then in the future era you’re managing a brothel like it’s a fucked up version of Football Manager. You set shifts, choose which girl teases which client, worry about corruption levels, unlock new services, suddenly realize you’ve min-maxed your way into running a time traveling prostitution empire. There’s even that awkward first time thing with one of the virgins in the school arc, where the game doesn’t shy away from it being clumsy and weird before it gets hot. She’s jerking you off badly at first, nervous as hell, then after a few scenes she’s got your cock between her tits, tongue on the tip, making that stupid ahegao face and you’re like “ok, yeah, character development.” And all the while this AI VOID thing is in the background, like a DM who keeps reminding you that the universe is dying while you’re busy getting a sloppy blowjob behind a tavern. Honestly, I came for the big tits and stayed because I was lowkey panicking about breaking the timeline while creampie-ing a princess in public in front of half the city. And yeah, that sentence makes sense if you’ve played it.

Keiichi feels like that dude who sits alone in the corner of a beach bar, pretending he’s “just enjoying the view” while his entire life is quietly catching fire. The game throws you right into his vacation, into this fake-relaxing tropical vibe where the air smells like sunscreen and cheap cocktails, and suddenly every girl you meet has a body that makes you forget what you were going to say. It looks like some light romantic thing at first, all smiles at the hotel café, sand stuck between toes, sun on brown skin, but it doesn’t stay soft. One moment you’re sharing iced coffee with a curvy Brazilian waitress, watching her ass sway when she leans over to clean a table, and the next she’s teasing you under the counter with her foot, pressing her soft sole against your crotch while she keeps talking like nothing’s happening. She laughs when you spill your drink, by the way. Total bully energy, and I kind of hated it and loved it.

The whole story is written like this messy diary he’s keeping on his phone, like when you open Google Docs at night and write stuff you’d never send to anyone. Some scenes are sweet in a painful way. You’re on the beach at sunset with this latina girl who pretends she just wants to talk about “future plans” and family drama, but the camera just sits way too long on her tits pushed up in that bikini, on tan thighs crossed in the sand. She puts her feet in your lap, wriggling her toes like it’s nothing, and casually asks if you’ve ever had your dick sucked on an empty shore. Cue choice screen: be a gentleman, or let her slowly slide down, her lips wrapping around you while waves crash in the background. You can pick if he’s loyal or just a horny idiot, but no matter what you choose, you still feel like a creep checking all the routes. There’s a party scene too, loud music, glow sticks, everyone half-drunk, her lipstick smeared as she pushes you into a dark corner near the pool and takes you in her mouth, choking and giggling, then asking if you’d still call her in the morning. You probably won’t.

The game keeps throwing women at you like you’re the last man on earth. Big tits bouncing in tight tops at the hotel café, big asses in tiny shorts walking ahead of you on the boardwalk, different skin tones, different attitudes. One is shy and romantic, blushing when your hand brushes her ankle, then later she’s the one giving you a slow, almost worshipful footjob on the bed, her painted toes gripping your shaft while she whispers that she wants to belong to you. Another girl flirts with your friends, flirts with everyone actually, and if you follow the wrong choices she heads off with some other guy, and the game just lets you sit in that sick netorare feeling, reading Keiichi’s jealous diary entry where he pretends it doesn’t bother him. Sometimes the choices feel fake, like they clearly want you to go for the full harem route, with all of them orbiting around your dick on this “vacation that changes everything”, but then there are these tiny moments where someone refuses you, or talks about old wounds, and suddenly your porn game turns into late-night emotional torture. Still, every time I told myself I’d stick to one wholesome romance, I ended up at another beach party, staring at bouncing tits in a wet bikini top, toes sliding along my shaft under the table, and clicking the most trash option available without even pretending to be a good guy.

The reunion starts awkward as hell, honestly. You're back with these girls you used to know everything about, but now they're all grown up with curves that definitely weren't there before. Sarah's got this whole MILF thing going on now, massive tits barely contained in her sweater, while Jessica's ass has filled out in ways that make you forget how to form sentences. The cabin feels smaller than you remember, or maybe everyone just got bigger in all the right places.

What gets weird though is how the whole weekend keeps... repeating? Like you'll be getting a handjob from one of them behind the kitchen counter, then suddenly you're back at Friday night again. Except this time you remember what happened, so you can push things further. Maybe instead of just watching Sarah breastfeed her kid through the crack in the door, you actually walk in and see what happens. The lactation scenes hit different when you're not just some creepy voyeur - she actually wants you there, wants you to taste what she's offering. The game doesn't explain the time loop thing much, but honestly who cares when you're building a harem of your childhood friends?

The lesbian content comes out of nowhere but it works. Watching them explore each other while you're getting a titjob from someone else creates this whole group dynamic that feels natural despite being completely insane. Sometimes you're groping multiple girls at once, sometimes you're just observing them figure out their own desires. The reunion becomes less about catching up and more about catching feelings, or at least catching orgasms. Each loop lets you shape different relationships - maybe this time you focus on the shy one who gives incredible blowjobs, or maybe you corrupt the innocent one until she's begging for more. The CG scenes are unpolished but they capture that raw, desperate energy of people making up for lost time.