Judas Ghost feels like someone smashed together a horny dating sim, a Scooby Doo episode that forgot it was for kids, and one of those old point & click games where you spend ten minutes clicking a plant because you just know there is something there. The whole thing happens inside this rich-people mansion that looks nice on the surface, but the longer you wander around, the more it feels like the house is… watching. You move room to room, checking what changed between day and night, and half the time you’re just waiting for some ghost girl with huge tits to float in and ask you why you’re ogling her ass instead of solving the “mystery.” Which, by the way, I kept forgetting about because there’s a lot of teasing and grabbing and “oops I dropped this, can you pick it up” type stuff. Very scientific horror vibe.

What hit me first was how horny the game is without playing the usual “you must grind affection for 40 years before anything happens” crap. You chat a bit, mess around, maybe choose the flirty option instead of the polite one, suddenly you’re in a corridor where a transparent girl with a ridiculous body is pressing herself against you and asking if humans can really feel ghosts touching them. And if you click the right spot, yes, yes they can. There’s an early moment where you’re supposed to be looking for some key, but the only thing I remembered later was getting a slow, sloppy blowjob from a ghost on a staircase where anyone could totally walk by, and the game even lets the camera linger on the spit and her hand twisting at the same time. Very classy. Very not classy. Both at once. Also there is this one scene where a “totally normal” massage turns into groping her ass under the towel, then she suddenly reaches back and strokes you through your pants like it’s the most boring thing in the world. I replayed that more times than I want to admit just to see how far I could push the dialogue before she calls you out. She never really does. That’s more scary than the paranormal stuff honestly.

The sandbox part can be a bit of a clown show. One night you’re trying to trigger some romantic scene in the garden, but you miss a tiny clickable object and end up in your room jerking off alone because you found a hidden item that starts a masturbation animation instead. It’s animated nicely and all, with that slow build-up, your hand speed changing, the camera cutting to the porn mag or phone or whatever, but I still yelled at my monitor like, “I didn’t want a solo scene, I wanted ghost titties!” Then I did it again, because the facial expression at the end is really good. There’s money to earn and outfits to buy, and I swear I spent more time choosing lingerie for one girl than I ever spent picking clothes for myself in real life. Some outfits barely cover the nipples, some push that huge ass in your face, and when you finally walk in on her at night wearing it and pretending she didn’t dress up just for you, you can go from soft flirting to full-on oral in like three clicks. Sometimes the romance actually lands and you get these surprisingly sweet talks about death, loneliness, all that, then five seconds later she’s moaning with her mouth full of your cock, drool on her chin, your hand in her hair. I kind of wish the mystery of the mansion went deeper, but it probably won’t and honestly I kept getting distracted by the way one of the girls rides you in the guest bedroom, tits bouncing, her ghostly body flickering like the light can’t keep up with how hard she’s fucking you. Anyway, if you like big tits, big asses, paranormal bullshit and point & click “where the hell is that hidden thing” energy, this one crawls under your skin in a filthy way.

Abducted feels like someone grabbed a trashy torture porn comic, a cheap soap opera and a drunk BDSM club story from Reddit, then smashed them together and forgot to clean up the mess. You’re not “in” the story, you’re more like the asshole in the back row shouting what the girls should do, and the game actually listens. Six rich or important women wake up in this giant cage, collars, chains, confused faces, all that. No guys anywhere, which is kinda nice for once, just women doing fucked up shit to other women. The captives are panicking, half naked, trying to cover themselves, and the game suddenly throws you a choice like “How does she react? Fight back, cry, or pretend to be tough?” and you’re basically picking their personality on the fly while some dominatrix-looking psycho is already eyeing which one to string up first.

What sells it is how petty the captors are. They’re not calm masterminds, they’re bitchy, jealous, horny and a bit stupid, which makes the humiliation scenes feel more chaotic and dirty. One of them gets mad because a prisoner is “too pretty” and you can choose if she shaves her hair, whips her tits until they’re red, or forces her to lick the boots of the others while everyone laughs. Then in the next scene the same domme is masturbating in a corner because she’s turned on by her own cruelty and you’re like “ok you need therapy, girl” while still clicking the most fucked up option. You’ll have moments where two of the kidnapped girls are forced to make out, with the collar chain pulled tight, and you decide if it turns into sweet, hesitant kissing or if the captor pushes them all the way to rough pussy licking and ass play just to make them cry from shame. The switch from teasing to graphic violence is sometimes so fast it almost feels like a bug, but no, that’s just the tone.

There’s no protagonist “avatar” to hide behind, which is weirdly hot and also kind of uncomfortable, because every time you pick “yeah, let her get anal with that toy in front of the others, no lube” you know you did that, not some faceless hero. The game keeps jumping between the cage girls, the evil crew and the outside investigators, and sometimes the pacing is all over the place, like you’ll spend ages on one scene where a girl is forced to crawl naked over a floor wired to a teasing device that zaps her clit every few steps, with you deciding if she holds back her moans or just gives in and squirts while everybody mocks her, then suddenly cut to a brief interrogation where someone gets electro-tortured and it ends before it really escalates. There are routes where you can corrupt a shy captive into a broken little sub who begs for group sex from her tormentors, another where she stays proud and gets extra punishment, public oral, spit in her face, all that, and then there are endings where someone manages to twist the power dynamic and cheat her way into joining the abductors, trading her “friends” for a collar upgrade and a place in the gang. A lot of scenes are just still renders, so sometimes you stare at one girl in a gag for way too long and start noticing dumb details like one nipple ring clipping wrong, and it annoys you more than the actual torture does. But then the next choice pops up, asking if she chokes on pussy or ass first while the others watch, and you kind of forget you were mad.

Every time someone thinks they’ve seen it all in adult games, something like this lands on my screen and ruins my emotional equilibrium for a week. The title doesn’t tempt so much as it threatens, whispering that sort of “you won’t survive this, champ” energy. I went in expecting cheap smut; came out feeling like the game had crawled into my DMs and roasted me in front of everyone. You start as this soft little guy (the type who apologizes to his reflection) surrounded by girls who don’t just steal your dignity - they borrow it like a lighter, forget to return it, and then post stories about it. It’s filthy, but it knows it’s filthy, and somehow that makes it worse. I loved it. Or hated it. I’m still not sure.

What kills me is how funny it gets at the worst possible moments. Like, you’re halfway through this intense humiliation arc - Makima’s voice in your ear, a camera glitch flashing like divine judgment - and suddenly there’s this dumb pop-up referencing old memes that no one should remember. It breaks the tension just enough to make you snort, then it slaps you with another round of moaning audio so realistically mixed it makes your phone warm. Sometimes the choices feel meaningless, but maybe that’s the point? The dev clearly hates you, or loves you too much, or both. And don’t get me started on the night scene with Gwen Stacy - it’s not even about her, it’s about that tiny moral failure leaking from every pixel. You blink, and suddenly everyone is naked, cruel, and somehow emotionally devastating.

I’m giving it my personal “Best Game To Make You Question Your Internet Habits” award. Because between the absurd power plays, the totally unnecessary pregnancy subplot nobody asked for, and the occasional dialog line that sounds like a drunk AI philosopher, this thing dances between parody and therapy session. I tried to hate it but couldn’t; it’s just too confident in its own madness. Every edge feels like a dare. And yeah, I still hear her voice. Not sure that’s healthy.

The story drops you right into a filthy mix of business, lust, and betrayal. You play this polished guy with a perfect life - high-rise view, loyal girl, kisses on the neck before work - but everything starts to rot the second your boss leans close with that “favor.” It starts simple, like anyone could talk their way out of it, but it’s the kind of request that turns into a trap. One look, one taste of what’s behind his smug smile and you start losing your grip. It’s not just about sex here, though there’s a lot of it - slow teasing, the kind that makes your pulse skip, then full-on raw scenes where control just dies. You feel the corruption crawl under your skin, and somehow you like it. The animations hit hard, the moans sound too real, and every little gesture feels like someone’s watching. Maybe they are, considering the voyeur angle that sneaks in halfway when you least expect it.

What’s strange is how the humor fucks with all the tension. There are moments you laugh right before something really depraved happens - like the devs know exactly how uncomfortable you’re getting. One girl cracks a joke mid-blowjob, and instead of killing the scene, it makes it hotter, nastier. The writing isn’t clean; it’s dirty and uneven, perfect for the kind of story it tells. You slip from one fantasy to another - cheating, swinging, the occasional slap across bare skin - and it never feels clean. The filth is part of the intimacy; the romance still breathes through it. And maybe that’s what makes this thing addictive. It’s not about collecting scenes or chasing endings, it’s about watching the main guy ruin himself piece by piece and pretending you’re not enjoying it too much. The way some of those girls look at him, you know they’re not innocent either. You might judge them, or maybe you’ll just keep watching, hand resting where it shouldn’t be.

A horny old man jerking off to JAV, a plane falling out of the sky, instant death and then he wakes up as some scrawny school kid under a cliff in fantasy land. That’s the energy here. The game doesn’t pretend to be deep. You’re basically a 69-year-old pervert stuck in a teenage body with weird superpowers and way too much access to women who should really know better. It plays like some trashy isekai parody that got drunk and decided it wants to be both a fighting game and a porn VN at the same time. One second you’re doing dumb turn-based combat in a school uniform, the next you’re buried in big tits, or stuffing a milf against a wall and going from groping to oral to a lazy little titfuck scene like it’s just another Tuesday. The harem angle hits fast too. Every new girl might as well have “future cumdump” written on her forehead. Virgin shy girl from school, tall milf with the fat ass, teacher with glasses, the barefoot weirdo who keeps bringing her feet way too close to your face so of course it leads to a footjob later. It doesn’t even try to be subtle. And honestly I respect that.

What really sticks out for me is the voices and sound, in both good and bad way. I play on my phone with wired earbuds like some old guy, and half the time the voice lines are pretty hot, little moans during handjob or the way one milf laughs when you blow your load on her tits, but then the next scene it sounds like she recorded it in her bathroom with a cheap phone mic. It breaks the mood. Some lines are looped at weird moments too, like the girl keeps gasping the same “ah… stop… ah… stop…” while you’re clearly already balls deep in vaginal sex and there is zero stopping. The moans are hot, but they repeat a bit too much. And the game loves to jump from serious story to dumb humor with dick jokes. One moment they’re talking about tragic backstory near the cliff, next moment your power-up is triggered by watching porn on some in-game knockoff of Pornhub. The UI is a whole other mess. Tiny buttons in the corner, low contrast text over fancy backgrounds, no real settings for bigger fonts or high contrast mode. I use Android accessibility magnifier a lot, and this game fights me on it. Some menus don’t scroll right when zoomed. Try hitting the tiny “skip” button during a long voiced intro while your left thumb is covering half the screen, it’s like doing a precision platformer just to avoid another line of badly timed breathing sounds. They added a “auto” button for text, but you can’t slow it down enough if you read slower or English is not your first language. Sometimes the auto just skips mid line too.

The sex animation itself is pretty fun, even if a bit janky. There’s this scene where the main character uses his new power in a fight, wins by some flashy move, then right after is “rewarded” by the girl kneeling between his legs in some forest clearing, giving him this sloppy blowjob while still in her school uniform. The camera lingers on the big ass and big tits like it forgot which part it wants to focus on. Then later you get a full on harem scene where they all line up to “help” you recover your mana or whatever, and it becomes a mix of masturbation, footjob and oral at the same time, with half of the girls moaning in your ear. It is ridiculous and kind of hot but also low-key funny because the sound mixing puts one girl’s voice way louder than the others, so it feels like she’s right next to your mic and the rest are in the hallway. There’s a little masturbation scene early on where your reincarnated guy is alone in his new room, remembering JAV, and it’s nice they made it interactive, but the stroke speed feels locked and there is no proper feedback for blind or low vision players, no vibrations, no audio cue to say “you’re about to cum”. For a mobile game where everyone plays with thumb controls on tiny screens, the dev really forgot that not everyone has perfect eyesight or fast reading. You can’t remap gestures, can’t turn off certain flashing effects in combat, and if you use system-level text scaling from Android settings, some labels clip out of their boxes. The game is horny as hell, the jokes are dumb, the power fantasy is obvious, and in a weird way that’s charming, but every time I squint at a tiny button during a hot scene, I just think: you can give me a milf riding my dick with full voice, but you can’t give me a proper font size slider?

I started this one half-expecting the usual: click, moan, rinse, repeat. But “No Place Like Home” hits weirdly personal, like someone wrote fanfiction about guilt, family tension, and bad decisions, then accidentally made it horny. You play this guy who’s old enough to know better but doesn’t act like it - coming back to a house that feels too quiet until you realize the silence is just waiting for you to mess up. The first time I picked the “harmless” dialogue option with the stepsister, I thought it’d be a quick laugh. Ten minutes later, I was leaning in, reading every line like I was spying on myself. It’s not even subtle; the writing makes you complicit. That, I kinda loved.

The game doesn’t hold your hand - well, it *does*, but not gently. Every choice feels smaller than it should be. One word different, one glance too long, and bam - you’re watching a scene that’s either heartbreakingly sweet or full-on filth, sometimes both. The humor sneaks up in places you don’t expect, right between the awkwardness of catching your reflection on-screen while your character’s pants are halfway down. The 3D art has this strange softness that makes even the dirtiest scenes look like memories instead of porn. I don’t mean classy - it’s still very much about people doing things they probably shouldn’t - but it never feels cold or soulless. Like when the older sister catches you “accidentally” walking in on her; I laughed, felt gross, then laughed again when she smirked instead of blushing.

The only thing that annoyed me (besides how long some animations load on mobile) is how the game keeps pretending your choices matter less than they do. You think you’re picking the funny path, and next thing you’re tangled in some emotional mess involving a niece who won’t stop teasing. I got lost in the branching scenes, trying to unlock everything, even the dumb endings where no one gets laid. Funny thing is, those hit harder than the sex scenes. Or maybe that’s just me overthinking porn again. Either way - yeah, it’s messy, uneven, sometimes too real. Which is exactly why I couldn’t put it down.

Holier than thou on the surface, horny like a nest of rabbits underneath. That is the vibe here. You’re not dealing with shy little church girls quietly praying in a cold stone hall. These “sisters” are fully aware they’re hot, they know exactly how to use a rosary as both spiritual tool and sex toy, and they keep smiling like nothing is weird while they do it. The story pretends to be about studying the world and spreading faith, but every time one of them talks about “missionary work” you can practically hear the dev’s smug grin through the screen. One moment they’re quoting holy lines, next moment they’re riding some poor bastard like they’re trying to convert his soul through his dick. Or her dick. Or its dick. The theology here is… flexible. Let’s say the church in this world is very open to “alternative forms of worship” and some of those “worship targets” are not exactly human.

What surprised me is how quickly the game drops you into their daily life. You’re in this strange monastery-lab hybrid, and the nuns treat “research” like an excuse to poke, prod and fuck every weird creature they drag in from the woods. First time I saw the monster girl in the cell I thought “ok, she’ll just be a side gag.” Two scenes later she’s on top of one of the sisters, tentacles wrapped around a crucifix, moaning something that is probably blasphemy in three languages. The mix of cute and filthy is weirdly effective. Their faces are adorable in that 3D doll way, but their mouths are pure gutter. One of them explains a complicated religious theory while jerking you off lazily like it’s no big deal, stops mid-sentence to lick the tip, then continues the lecture as if nothing happened. And she’s not even the freakiest one. There is a short scene where they try to classify “types of miracles” using a mobile app they coded themselves, with categories like “Divine Cream Filling” and “Spirit Possession but in a Hot Way” and I actually had to pause from laughing.

The humor lands more often than not. It’s not clever-clever, it’s that messy horny fanfiction energy, where a nun will argue about scripture accuracy then trip over her skirt and fall mouth first on a demon cock. There is one bit where they try to record a serious sermon on a phone and you can see all the outtakes in a side menu: the camera angle too low so you just see boobs, a monster girl tail slapping the mic, another sister walking naked in the background like that’s normal. Ironically, the pacing sometimes drags when the game pretends to be serious worldbuilding. There is a long explanation about how their order split from the main church that I swear nobody playing for porn will care about, and right after that they hit you with a scene of anal “confession” that suddenly jumps in intensity like the writer forgot the brakes existed. Some transitions are clumsy, like going from goofy banter to hardcore stuff in one click, but honestly that roughness also fits. It feels like you’re paging through a forbidden diary rather than some polished studio thing. And the way they treat faith, sin and pleasure as the same currency gives it this dirty, guilty little thrill, like you’re doing something wrong and loving every second.

Mark's got this weird luck where his old friend Eve hooks him up with both a job AND a place to crash in some new city. Sounds too good to be true? Yeah, that's because it fucking is. What starts as your typical "thanks for helping me out" situation quickly turns into something way more interesting when you realize Eve's got this whole crew of friends who are... let's say very open-minded about entertainment.

The whole thing revolves around these board game nights that aren't exactly Monopoly, if you catch my drift. There's this stripping element that escalates pretty naturally - nobody's just randomly getting naked for no reason, which I actually appreciate. The AI-generated visuals do their job well enough, though sometimes the animations feel a bit stiff. Not gonna lie, I've seen smoother movement in other games, but when things get heated the scenes deliver what you're looking for. The vaginal content is pretty straightforward, nothing too crazy or experimental, just solid fucking that gets the job done. Mark as a protagonist is... fine? He's not the most interesting guy but he's not completely braindead either, which puts him ahead of half the male leads in these games.

What really works here is the humor mixed in with the spicy stuff. Like, you're not just clicking through endless dialogue to get to the good parts - there's actual funny moments that made me chuckle between the sexy times. The party atmosphere feels genuine too, like these people actually enjoy hanging out together instead of just existing to fuck the main character. Though I gotta say, the board game mechanics could use some work - sometimes it's unclear what you're supposed to do next and you end up clicking around randomly. Still, when everything clicks together - the friends dynamic, the gradual escalation, the decent sex scenes - it creates this nice flow where you're not just hunting for the next nude scene but actually enjoying the whole experience.

It starts with a weird kind of quiet, like you’re waiting for someone to say something they shouldn’t. The first scene pulls you in because it doesn’t even try to be shocking - it just *is*. Anna’s voice has this tone that sits between teasing and sincere, like she’s half‑ashamed of wanting to talk about what she wants. And then you realize, the game isn’t really about her leaving for Italy; it’s about how much you can stand watching her become someone else. There’s a moment where she sends you a photo - nothing too wild - and yet it feels heavier than the later scenes where everyone’s naked. I think that’s the trick: it makes you feel complicit before you even click the next line.

The humor sneaks in when you least expect it. There’s a bit where one of the side characters, can’t even remember his name now, tries to give “advice” about open relationships using a sandwich metaphor that’s absolutely terrible but somehow right. The writing jumps from filthy to tender so fast you almost get whiplash. Sometimes it feels mean on purpose, especially when Shego shows up - yeah, they went full parody there - and suddenly the tone flips again, all green eyes and cruel smirks, leather snapping against skin like punctuation. The game keeps forgetting it’s supposed to be sexy and then accidentally becomes it. One minute you’re laughing, next minute someone’s wrists are tied and you’ve forgotten why you were amused.

I’ll admit, I got weirdly obsessed with the sound design. The moans don’t loop cleanly; they stutter, slightly off‑tempo, and that imperfection makes it more real. There’s a scene with a mirror - voyeur stuff, sure - but what caught me is how the reflection lags a frame behind. Maybe intentional, maybe not. Doesn’t matter. It messes with your head. The pacing’s uneven, some transitions abrupt, but that chaos fits the story. If I could change one thing, I wouldn’t. Or maybe I would, but only to make it worse. Hard to tell anymore.