Our leading lady in this adventure is a seeker. She hunts for spirits! Or maybe she’s just willing to cross over into the other side. Her hobby has consumed endless hours, but now she craves something real. So, she sets out to land a regular gig.

Running errands and dropping off packages in the neighborhood will not only earn her some much-needed money, but also put her face-to-face with some interesting characters. There will be those who prove useful, some are bizarre in their own right, and then there are those with darker, twisted desires.

One of the stops along her route is a mysterious witch’s house. That strange cottage down the lane makes an ideal starting point. Behind those walls hide mysteries waiting to be unraveled.

With every delivery, the boundary between her normal life and ghostly pursuits fades. Can she handle the twisted games and shadowy figures? It’s up to you to lead her on this wild ride.

Start making those deliveries, explore every shady corner, and don’t be surprised if things get hot and heavy. More than just work, it’s a thrilling ride full of unexpected pleasures and dark twists.

God Tier Academy feels like somebody smashed a horny dating sim into a shounen anime and then said, “yeah ok, but what if we don’t give the MC any actual power and just see how fast he dies.” You’re this dude with busted, unstable magic, officially a nobody, secretly shoved into the top freak school in the country as a spy. The teachers can blow up buildings, the students are literal walking disasters, and you’re trying not to shit yourself while a government officer on your phone reminds you they’ll ruin your family if you run. It’s great. It’s also stupid. In a good way. Mostly.

What really got me is the tone whiplash. One scene you’re in a dark hallway, some monster girl with a tongue too long to be legal breathing in your ear, the game doing that slow zoom while the sound design goes all wet and sticky. Next scene you’re in a normal classroom, fighting sleep while the big tit combat instructor casually explains how to decapitate a demon “before or after foreplay, up to you.” The romance stuff swings between actually sweet and “ok this is straight-up hentai logic.” You can be in a semi-serious convo about trust and betrayal, and two clicks later you’re in a group sex mess on a training field where someone is using a magic shield spell to keep the cum from hitting the grass. There is teasing everywhere, lots of it feeling like those old ecchi anime jokes, but then the game just goes full “nope, we are doing anal and multiple penetration right now, no fade to black.” I liked that it doesn’t pretend to be classy. I also hated that sometimes it pretends to care about school politics for longer than 4 lines, but I forgot that as soon as one of the girls did that ahegao with glowing eyes after a blowjob scene that transitions straight into a horror-styled jump scare. Don’t ask, it actually works. Kind of. Maybe.

Multi-lover stuff is where it gets messy in the best way. You can clearly angle for several romance routes at once and the game doesn’t slap your hand. There’s this one moment in a dorm common room where you’ve already been getting handjobs and oral from two different girls on different days, and a third one walks in, monster girl type with claws and soft voice, and realizes you’ve been flirting with everyone. Instead of the usual jealousy drama, she basically negotiates terms like a damn lawyer: “Fine, but when we do group training, you’re mine first.” That later turns into an animated group scene where she’s riding you, another girl is on your face, and some very enthusiastic dude from the combat club joins in like this is the most normal thing after sparring. The male-on-male angle is treated pretty casually, more like “yo, you’re hard, I’m hard, we’re in a storage room, why not” than big identity speeches, which honestly fits this setting better. There’s also a classroom scene where you’re supposed to be learning spell control, but everyone ends up using the practice barriers as privacy screens for blowjobs and quick anal, while the UI still pretends you’re making serious “tactical choices.” One tiny thing that drove me insane: the mobile interface sometimes hides the text box right when a character is mid-confession, so you tap, and suddenly you jump from “I think I might love...” straight into a creampie animation. No idea what she said. Probably important. I kept meaning to rewind, and then I didn’t.

Picture a dark version of Pac-Man set deep in a shadowy graveyard at nightfall. Forget the innocent game you knew, because here, you’re the hunter, not the hunted. Clad in a barely-there spooky outfit, you navigate the twisting paths with one goal - to snatch the largest glowing pumpkin hidden somewhere in the maze.

And the prize is sinfully sweet. Grab it and you unleash an intimate strip show featuring a seductive bunch of ravishing strippers, all decked out in their sexiest, creepiest cosplay outfits. Expect teasing, grinding, and slow reveals, with every move designed to make your heart pound.

Slither through the labyrinth, avoiding ghostly figures and spooky surprises as you push your skills to earn your reward. The challenges ramp up with every step, and those sensual dances become more daring.

Starting under the pale moonlight and ending in a blaze of passion, this game blends fast-paced action with sultry rewards. It’s more than just pixels, it’s a naughty celebration.

Put on your sexiest costume and get lost in the shadows, because the labyrinth’s temptations won’t wait. Can you snatch the pumpkin before the night ends? Only one way to find out - jump in and claim your prize.

Imagine a twisted realm where desire and darkness collide. In this reimagining of Hellraiser, the horrors take a backseat. Welcome to Dickraiser - an interactive odyssey through the fiery depths of lust and pain.

Feel the scorching heat of the underworld wrap around you like a velvet glove. Chains rattle softly as they bind your senses tighter, teasing and tormenting in equal measure. The atmosphere is dense with anticipation, every whisper and moan a thread weaving into a tapestry of decadent sin.

Beneath the surface lies a deeper hunger - a craving not just for flesh but for control, surrender, and the raw power exchange that fuels this infernal game. Your decisions shape the narrative - will you become the merciless master or the willing servant caught in a web of exquisite torment.

Emotions run wild here - fear twists with excitement, pain melts into pleasure, and every encounter leaves you aching for more. You’ll confront monstrous desires and taboo fantasies, from brutal BDSM rites to decadent orgies that blur the lines between pain and ecstasy.

Dickraiser isn’t just a text adventure; it’s a living, breathing world where your choices echo through hell itself. Whether you crave the sharp bite of a whip or the gentle stroke of a lover’s hand, this game invites you to indulge in every facet of domination and submission.

The world of Dickraiser is a playground of extremes, where horror elements blend seamlessly with erotic fantasy. Prepare to face the consequences of your choices, whether they lead to sublime pleasure or exquisite torment.

Dive into a world tagged with horror, monster, erotic, real model, hellraiser, hentai, bdsm, parody, orgy, roleplay, fantasy, domination, choice, text adventure - each element crafted to heighten your senses and challenge your limits.

Embrace the darkness, savor the heat, and let your fantasies run wild in a game where every choice is a step deeper into hell’s most seductive corners.

This is more than a parody - it’s an exploration of the raw, unfiltered passions that lie beneath the surface of fear and pain

In a ravaged world where survival is no guarantee, your every choice shapes the fragile flicker of life that remains. The apocalypse has swallowed the familiar, turning once thriving countries into vast marshes of decay and death. Finding someone alive, untainted by the strange and deadly plague that spreads like wildfire, feels nothing short of a miracle. Amid this desolation, fate drags you to a lonely coastline where you cross paths with a mysterious and alluring girl.

She’s a breath of fresh air in a world choking on despair - a hint of warmth amid the frost. But who exactly is she? What secrets does she hide beneath that fragile smile? Can she be trusted, or is she just another shadow in the wasteland here to betray you? These questions linger, unanswered and heavy.

Every decision you make teeters on the edge of survival or doom. Will you follow her lead and risk your neck on her behalf, or keep your guards up and face the desolate world alone? The plague doesn’t just kill - it twists minds, corrupts hearts, and turns allies into foes. The choices you make here aren’t just about staying alive; they determine the kind of person you become in a world gone mad.

Explore the eerie remnants of cities swallowed whole by water and poison. Scavenge for scarce resources while evading the wandering infected and treacherous survivors. Your relationship with the girl at the shore might be the key to unlocking safer paths - or it could collapse under betrayal and suspicion. Trust no easy comfort and question every smile. In this fight for existence, the line between friend and foe blurs until you can barely remember what humanity felt like.

Dive headfirst into this grim yet oddly captivating journey where survival is as much about what you decide as about brute strength and sharp aim. Will you carve out a place for yourself in this new world? Or will you fall, just another fading shadow lost to time? The choice is yours - but beware, the coastline holds far more than simple answers.

Ready to test your instincts in a world where trust is rare and every moment could be your last? Step into the apocalypse and let your decisions dictate who lives, who dies, and what kind of person you’ll become along the way.

embark now and see if you can uncover the truth hiding beneath the ash and waves.

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In a ravaged world where survival is no guarantee, your every choice shapes the fragile flicker of life that remains. The apocalypse has swallowed the familiar, turning once thriving countries into vast marshes of decay and death. Finding someone alive, untainted by the strange and deadly plague that spreads like wildfire, feels nothing short of a miracle. Amid this desolation, fate drags you to a lonely coastline where you cross paths with a mysterious and alluring girl.

She’s a breath of fresh air in a world choking on despair - a hint of warmth amid the frost. But who exactly is she? What secrets does she hide beneath that fragile smile? Can she be trusted, or is she just another shadow in the wasteland here to betray you? These questions linger, unanswered and heavy.

Every decision you make teeters on the edge of survival or doom. Will you follow her lead and risk your neck on her behalf, or keep your guards up and face the desolate world alone? The plague doesn’t just kill - it twists minds, corrupts hearts, and turns allies into foes. The choices you make here aren’t just about staying alive; they determine the kind of person you become in a world gone mad.

Explore the eerie remnants of cities swallowed whole by water and poison. Scavenge for scarce resources while evading the wandering infected and treacherous survivors. Your relationship with the girl at the shore might be the key to unlocking safer paths - or it could collapse under betrayal and suspicion. Trust no easy comfort and question every smile. In this fight for existence, the line between friend and foe blurs until you can barely remember what humanity felt like.

Dive headfirst into this grim yet oddly captivating journey where survival is as much about what you decide as about brute strength and sharp aim. Will you carve out a place for yourself in this new world? Or will you fall, just another fading shadow lost to time? The choice is yours - but beware, the coastline holds far more than simple answers.

Ready to test your instincts in a world where trust is rare and every moment could be your last? Step into the apocalypse and let your decisions dictate who lives, who dies, and what kind of person you’ll become along the way.

embark now and see if you can uncover the truth hiding beneath the ash and waves.

You close your eyes in your boring bedroom and open them in the kind of fever dream only people who stayed too long on hentai subreddits would recognize. Floor’s not even yours. Gravity feels slightly drunk. There’s a catgirl kneeling on your chest like you’re furniture, tail flicking over your mouth while she argues with a floating robot about whether you count as “property” or “partner.” She’s wearing this half-assed cosplay mashup that looks like someone tried to mix maid uniform with battle gear and gave up halfway. She keeps “testing” your reactions. Fingers tracing your crotch through your pants, nails dragging just a bit too slow, telling the robot to record your pulse when she gropes you. She keeps saying it’s “for science” but she’s grinding on your thigh while she says it, so yeah. Science with nipple clamps and a collar.

The game plays like some horny sandbox dating sim that drank too much sci-fi and shonen anime. You wander a weird city that looks medieval if you squint, until a neon sign pops up over an elf brothel and ruins the illusion. There’s monster girls tending stalls and they all look at you like you’re a walking virgin buff. Some of them actually say it. Out loud. One big-titted cyclops girl literally bets you she can make you cum from a handjob without letting you thrust at all, and the game actually locks your inputs and makes you watch her smug face while she squeezes and strokes and slows down right before your bar hits full. She spits on your tip, smirks, denies you on purpose, and then asks if she can tag you as a “denied client” in her app. I swear it felt more humiliating than losing in ranked on Valorant.

What really messed with me was how often the world pretends sex is just another stat. There’s an elf matron who checks your “breeding potential” like she’s scanning a QR code, talks about your balls like they’re gear in an RPG, then drags you behind a curtain and mounts you slow, riding you raw while lecturing you on proper thrust rhythm. She keeps squeezing her pregnant belly against your stomach, milk leaking down on your chest, telling you this is your “future” if you keep signing slave contracts without reading them. Then, same game, you’re in a dirty alley watching two girls in cosplay dom gear spit on a chained-up maid and use her face for practice. One sits on her nose, the other pinches her nipples till she squirts all over the ground, and you don’t even get to join unless you agree to be collared too. The childhood friend with the short hair finds out later, pins you in the wrestling ring, sits on your face and rubs herself all over your mouth while punching your stomach lightly every time you try to breathe, calling you a perv and making you say whose slave you want to be. She keeps pretending she’ll let you cum if you answer “correct,” then pulls away right when you’re twitching, laughing in that half-cruel, half-affectionate way that makes your brain melt.

Group scenes happen so casually it almost feels wrong. You walk into a bathhouse and suddenly there’s a harem of different races arguing over who gets your cock first. One girl wants anal, one wants your mouth, one just wants to milk you with her tits. They line you up, use your body like a shared toy, switch places without asking, and the camera just lingers on wet skin, dripping cum, drooling mouths. A robot hovers overhead and records everything for “research,” again, but secretly you find that same recording in your room later and, yeah, you end up jerking off to your own humiliation. Sometimes the game makes you just watch. A lesbian dom scene behind a glass wall, another girl getting spanked till her ass glows red, then shoved full of a dildo while she cries and smiles at the same time. You can’t help. You can only stare. And worse, the UI tracks how long you watched, and some characters tease you about it later like they saw your browser history. Not gonna lie, some of the animated ahegao faces look stupid as hell, tongues flopping like broken gifs, but then one of them starts squirting on your abs while begging for more and your brain just forgives everything.

I kept wishing they’d at least let me change one stupid tiny thing, like that ugly default collar you get tagged with in the early slave arc, but no, it stays in every sex scene for hours, mocking you quietly. You go from shy virgin to the guy who’s creampied an orc, an elf, a catgirl, and something with too many tentacles, and still that same cheap collar sits on your neck, reminding you you’re never fully in control here. It’s messy, horny, mean, sometimes sweet by accident, like when the pregnant catgirl curls around you in bed, leaking milk on your chest and purring while you lazily finger her and she tries not to moan too loud. Then she ruins the moment, calls the robot, and asks it to replay earlier footage of you getting pegged so she can laugh at your face while you cum again inside her. This whole world feels like that: one long, sweaty joke on you that somehow keeps you hard anyway.

Satoshi thinks a spooky couples event will fix his boring love life. That alone already tells you this guy is in trouble. He drags Mary and a bunch of other young couples to this “Test of Courage” on some abandoned island, in this old Japanese mansion that feels like a love hotel got possessed by a ghost with a cheating fetish. At first it feels almost goofy: Halloween vibes, dumb costumes, everyone in sexy outfits that would get you banned from Instagram in 3 seconds. Mary’s tits are practically a plot point. Short skirt riding up every time she moves, big ass that camera keeps sticking to, those kind of angles where your phone browser bar just quietly disappears. The game pretends it is about courage and true love, but half the time the “ritual” looks more like a set up for a bukkake scene that forgot to start filming.

The fun of this thing is how it messes with your head while also just throwing raw porn in your face. It plays that classic NTR trick where Satoshi keeps catching glimpses of Mary and the other girls getting way too friendly with the staff. An attendant’s hand sliding over Mary’s thigh in a dark corridor, someone groping Natsuki’s huge boobs in the shadow of a paper wall, a door opening just enough so you see Mary on her knees between two guys, drool on her chin, then it slams shut and Satoshi acts like maybe it was just his imagination. The horror angle is not about ghosts. It is that slow, sticky feeling that your girlfriend is getting wet for other cocks right in front of you, and the island itself kind of pushes everyone to be filthier. There are scenes where Mary gets pinned against a pillar, panties torn aside, big tits bouncing while she takes a rough vaginal pounding and Satoshi just stands there, brain fogged, watching her moan “no” while her hips grind for a deeper creampie. The more the “ritual” progresses, the more she shifts from shy to addicted, going from accidental groping in the hallway, to getting passed around in group sex, riding some random guy with her tongue out, begging for cum inside like that is the only way to save their love. It is ugly, horny, ridiculous and kind of fascinating if you study how NTR keeps recycling the same pain fantasy and people still eat it up on their phones in Incognito mode.

Two idiots, one cursed castle, and way too many horny monsters. That’s basically the vibe here. You follow Fumdux and Kirin, two guys who were supposed to just grab some boring plant for a potion job and go home, but instead they stumble into this old, rotten-looking fortress that somehow no one has ever noticed before. The path behind them literally vanishes, so they’re stuck inside, and from there it just gets weirder and dirtier. You wander the halls as this sarcastic male protagonist, poking around crumbling rooms, slime-filled dungeons, and quiet courtyards where the quiet is just waiting to jump you. One minute you’re checking a dusty bookshelf, next minute some half-feral beastman has you pinned against the wall, teeth against your throat, asking if you’re going to obey or scream. The game doesn’t pretend to be cute about it either. When it goes into domination stuff, it really leans in. Rough oral, deep anal, that whole “you’re mine now” thing, with the protagonist giving as good as he gets when he has the upper hand. There’s fur, claws, fangs, scales, all mixed with sweat and cum and a lot of dirty talk that actually feels like someone horny wrote it, not some sanitized script.

The castle itself works a bit like a sandbox maze. You don’t just walk a straight line and watch scenes. You poke into wings you probably shouldn’t, unlock doors you regret, bargain with creatures that smell blood on you and get more interested the more you struggle. One corridor has these statue-like monster girls, all stone tits and claws, and you’re thinking “ok, obvious trap”, but you still touch one of them because of course you do, and suddenly you’re on your knees, her stone tail locking around your throat while a voice in your ear is promising to “break in the human toy”. Another area is a dark forest inside the walls, with glowing mushrooms and eyes watching from the trees, and it turns into this slow, creepy chase that ends in a clearing where the hunter decides your ass makes a better trophy than your head. The horror angle never fully disappears, even when stuff is hot. There’s always that feeling you’re just meat in someone’s den, and half the fun is deciding whether you’re the one doing the dominating this time or whether you’re going to get bent over a broken altar and pounded until you forget why you came here in the first place. In between, you’re still trying to figure out how the hell to escape, but every time you get closer to a way out, the castle offers you another filthy distraction, like it knows exactly what kind of degenerate you are. By the time you finally see daylight again, assuming you even want to leave, you’ll have been used, stuffed, teased, and worshipped by monsters who treat you as pet, master, or both, depending on how you play it.

You wake up, horny, confused and a little annoyed, and the game just shrugs and drops a catgirl in your lap like that’s a normal Tuesday. She’s not the cutesy “nya~ master” type either, at least not at first. There is this weird mix of needy kitten and bratty roommate who looks through your browser history and then pretends she didn’t. One moment she’s pressing those ridiculous tits against your arm while her tail flicks, next moment she’s acting offended you looked. Classic. The robot friend beside her is even stranger. Not some cold metal toy, more like a pervy Alexa with a body and no shame, scanning everyone, throwing humiliating comments about body temperature, arousal levels, “fertility status” in your face. It feels like a therapist that skipped ethics class and went straight to “how can I make you blush harder” mode.

Where it gets fun, or fucked up, or both, is how the game handles control. You’ve got the usual dating sim stuff, choices, gifts, events, blah, but then it slides quietly into serious kink territory. Orgasm denial isn’t just a line in the menu, it becomes part of the daily routine. A handjob that stops right when she starts to squirt. A blowjob where the robot keeps count of thrusts and locks the toy on your cock if you cum too fast. You get a catgirl on her knees, drooling on your shaft, and at the same time a cold voice in your ear rating your self control like it’s grading homework. It should be stupid. It kind of is. I liked it anyway. Then there is the childhood friend, the wrestler girl with short hair and tan lines that tell you exactly what kind of bikini she wears and how long she stayed in the sun. She suplexes you on the mattress, sits on your face, calls it “training”, and the game treats her virginity like a big boss fight. When you finally break her hymen you feel half proud, half guilty, and the stupid part is that the game never actually asks you to feel anything at all. It just lets the blood, the creampie, the shaking legs speak.

Fantasy and sci fi keep mixing like someone spilled two different games together and never cleaned the floor. One route has you dealing with elves and a monster girl that squirts milk when you grope her too hard, another throws in cybernetic restraints and a “safety protocol” that clearly is not safe. Pregnancy stuff is everywhere, but not shoved in your face, more like a quiet threat. You watch bellies swell after one too many creampies, lactation dripping through cosplay outfits, the robot calmly explaining hormone changes while you’re busy pounding an ahegao-faced catgirl in anal. There is this voyeurism system where you can spy on girls masturbating, or on two of them going full lesbian, one more dominant, slapping ass and making the other lick her own juices off a toy. Then the same girl later kneels for you, calls you master, and it actually feels a bit too easy. That annoyed me, not enough struggle, not enough real humiliation, but I kept playing anyway. The sandbox part sometimes feels like a mess, wandering around just to trigger a titfuck scene in the shower or a quick spanking in the locker room, and I kind of hate that I had to open Notes on my phone to remember where the best scenes were. But then the game throws a horror-style event at you, lights flicker, some superpower shit activates, your slave girl starts floating and moaning like possessed, and you still end up with her pinned under you, begging for more vaginal and anal at the same time like that’s totally normal reaction to paranormal activity. It’s trashy, it’s inconsistent, it pretends to care about consent while letting you push way too far in group sex scenes, and I still found myself tabbing away from Telegram so I could focus when the robot whispered “orgasm denied” and the catgirl looked like she might cry if I didn’t let her cum. I wanted more actual fear in the horror, more sting in the BDSM, less harem softness, but I know I’d complain even if it had all that.

Mistbury looks like one of those quiet anime towns where nothing bad ever happens, right until you notice that every second girl has eyes like she just walked out of a horny nightmare and a romance VN at the same time. You’re the “normal” guy here, going to school, jerking off to your phone, trying not to stare too hard at your classmates’ ridiculous curves, and then suddenly the whole place starts peeling open like rotten wallpaper. One moment you’re sneaking a look up a skirt in the corridor, the next you’re breaking into a prison, chasing cult secrets, and somehow still finding time to get your dick sucked behind the gym. It feels like someone took a wholesome shounen plot, dipped it in porn, then said “yeah, that’s fine, add demons and anal too.” The funny part is how casual it treats the corruption. You flirt a bit, talk a bit, maybe help a girl with some “innocent” favor, and a few events later she’s on her knees panting, mascara a mess, letting you fuck her throat like it’s the most natural next step after math class. That slow slide from shy romance to “please come on my face” feels way closer to certain drama anime than to usual porn, just with way more fluids and less censorship bars.

What really sticks is how the game loves to tease you with mood swings. One scene you’re in a spooky mansion, flashlight shaking, creepy sound in the hallway, feels like classic horror, music low, something breathing just off-screen. Then you open a door and find a curvy teacher in torn clothes, scared out of her mind, clinging to you, tits pressed to your chest, asking you not to leave her alone. Two choices later she’s bent over a dusty desk while you fuck her from behind, her moans echoing off the walls like some cursed ASMR. Same thing at school: hallway drama, romance flags, a little blushing hand-holding on the rooftop, then at home you’re jerking off thinking about it, and the game just lets you do it, hand moving, cum dripping, camera staying way too long on the mess like it’s proud of you. I kinda hate how your phone gets more action than you at the start, with those late-night masturbation scenes where you scroll through pics and vids and choose which memory to bust to, but it also sets the vibe. This is a world where sex is always one bad decision away, where “helping a classmate study” can end in you raw-dogging her on a chair while she tries not to scream your name, and the story about saving everyone from Astaroth keeps sliding to the background every time a pair of huge tits bounces into frame. On mobile it feels extra dirty, like watching hentai in the bus and hoping no one looks over your shoulder while a fully animated blowjob plays, tongue and spit and that wet sucking sound that makes you instinctively lower the volume. And then you put the phone down, promise yourself you’ll be a hero next time, not a perv… and of course the next scene starts with a girl in a tight uniform asking if you want to “relax together for a bit.”