First thing that hit me with this one was the vibe, honestly. It feels like somebody took all the horny fanart I used to scroll past on Tumblr, shoved it into a visual novel, and then said “ok, now actually make choices, you coward.” You’re in this weird parody Ben 10 world where Gwen is not the shy teen anymore but a grown woman who knows she’s hot and kinda bored with her own life. The game doesn’t waste time explaining lore or any of that crap. You just get thrown into situations with her, text boxes, some surprisingly expressive images, and yeah, you’re pushing her little by little toward stuff she shouldn’t be doing but totally wants to. The tension is less “will she let you touch her” and more “how far can you push this before her brain stops pretending it cares about boundaries.” I had Spotify running some chillwave playlist and it matched the pace nicely, especially when the game just slows down with this one long scene in her room where you’re teasing her brain more than her body. Although, tiny thing, the sound effect they use for some transitions pissed me off, it has this cheap click that feels like a broken WhatsApp notification and I kept thinking someone was texting me.

What makes it interesting is how your choices twist her personality over time. At first she’s snarky, pushing back, but you start using those, uh, powers, and the tone flips. There’s this bit where she’s arguing with you, mad as hell, and you slip in a suggestion mid-dialogue and suddenly she’s asking why her clothes feel too tight. Not like a subtle “maybe” change, more like someone flipped a horny switch in her head. It’s kinda fucked up and kinda hot at the same time, which I know is the point. You get these routes where she leans more into lesbian stuff, practically climbing on another girl while still pretending it’s “just for fun,” and then in another playthrough she’s on her knees for you, drooling on your cock during a blowjob that goes on for way too many text boxes. Speaking of, the handjob scene in the bathroom feels ripped from some old hentai I saw on XVideos, down to the pose, and I mean that as both an insult and a compliment. They tease futa stuff too, which caught me off guard the first time. One minute you’re the regular dude MC messing with her thoughts, next run you’re packing something extra and the whole dynamic shifts into this power trip where you’re a walking cheat code. The heroic Ben 10 angle is barely there, and when it shows up it’s kinda wrong, like they remembered the cartoon halfway through writing a sex script. But then you get that one shot of her biting her lip, legs spread, text box asking if you want to mess with her head a little more or just fuck her already, and in that moment none of the little problems matter at all.

Argleton looks like some sleepy small town from those old Facebook farming games, but it feels more like your horny browser history got stuck inside a dating sim and started breathing. You just show up there, like it is normal that a whole city is cut off from the world, and nobody questions it. People just flirt, joke about weird stuff, and somehow every second “innocent” chat at the coffee shop ends with somebody talking about dicks or chakra or some Marvel-level mutation. It has that lazy sandbox feeling, where you’re supposed to “relax”, but every click wants to drag you into another scene with big tits in your face and a choice like “be a gentleman” or “bend her over the sink”. Sometimes both. Sometimes you pick the “nice” option and somehow still end up with her riding you in POV while making ahegao like she is trying to catch flies with her tongue.

What kills me is how the game pretends it’s all just goofy humor and slice of life, then suddenly you are in a cosplay bar talking with a Milf dressed as Chun Li, and she is asking if you prefer anal or titfuck while she strokes you under the table. You think, “ok, it is just chat teasing”, and then she pulls your cock out and starts a handjob in full view, like exhibitionism is just Tuesday here. The dialog tries to be funny, sometimes it really hits, feels like a dirty Reddit comment, sometimes it sounds like Google Translate had a stroke, which honestly fits my soul. I played on my phone in a bus with brightness too high, and of course that is exactly when some X‑Men lookalike mutant girl is sucking me off with glowing eyes and the guy next to me pretends he does not see. The animations are not Hollywood, but when a girl with thick ass bounces on you, tits jumping all over, it’s enough. Creampie shots look sticky and rude, in a good way. Then ten minutes later you are just clicking around town map again like nothing happened, stalking icons like Instagram stories.

What really messed with me is how many different flavors of horny they cram in without making a big speech about it. One scene you are giving a shy virgin a soft first-time vaginal sex in romantic candle light, POV, trying not to scare her, then later you are spanking a cosplayer dressed as Kitana, pushing a dildo in her while she laughs and begs for more. There is a lesbian thing in the park where two girls start groping each other for “practice” and drag you in like a living sex toy. A Milf neighbor with big tits uses “yoga” as excuse to grind on you until you accidentally cum on her feet and she just shrugs, wipes it, and offers a footjob “to relax you properly”. Some storylines are sweet, almost too wholesome, romance and dates and small talk, and then suddenly you are choking a girl who asked for more domination, pounding her ass and watching her roll her eyes back. The point and click stuff is simple, you tap, you choose, sometimes you grind money or affection, classic mobile time waster, but with groping in changing rooms and girls sending you masturbation clips at night. I kept taking censored screenshots for my folder and laughing, because half of them look like normal town life, and the other half is just some girl in cosplay costume, spread wide, filled with your cum like that is part of the local tourism program. It should not work, but it does.

You start out as this scrawny little dragon hatchling, naked, pissed off, and already fantasizing about ruining an entire kingdom, and honestly that part feels more honest than half the “hero” games I test. There is no fake noble bullshit here. You crawl out, you learn how to roar, and then you slowly figure out how to turn terrified villagers into fucktoys, cultists, or snacks. Sometimes all three. Half the fun is just poking at the events to see which girl snaps, which one kneels, which one secretly wanted to be railed by a monster the whole time. And yeah, it leans into that point of view hard. The writing really likes putting you in the dragon head, watching the way she shakes when you pin her down, listening to her gasping voice crack while she begs you to stop and you very clearly do not. Then she says she’s a virgin and you get that special extra line when you break her on your cock and it’s fucked up and hot and also the text box bugs out sometimes and skips a line, which drove me mad because I had to replay the same defloration scene three times just to catch one sentence. Not that I’m complaining. I am absolutely complaining.

Some scenes go full corruption route. You grab a priestess, you mind break her with repeated creampies, and a few acts later she’s breastfeeding a dragon whelp while preaching some warped religion about serving your “holy shaft”. The game doesn’t flinch at lactation, bukkake, or turning someone who hated you into this smiling, dripping slave that moans your name like a prayer. Then next scene it casually drops a futa knight with a huge cock and treats it like this is just normal Tuesday. One run I had this whole harem of twins, a fluffy-eared monster girl, a noble girl who pretends she’s all about virtue but melts the second you shove it in her ass, plus a captive hero who turned out to be a trap, tied up and used as a toy by your own minions while you watch. That voyeur angle is done nicely, by the way, except when the voice playback randomly cuts out mid moan and I’m sitting there like “hello, I wanted to hear the ahegao breathy whine, not stare at a frozen mouth.” There is actual management too, not just click sex scene and done. You juggle fear and loyalty, throw slaves into breeding pits, assign who guards your lair and who warms your bed, and if you screw it up you get raided and lose your favorite big tits milk cow because you left her on public display. The mobile version somehow survives all this without crashing, which is impressive, but the UI on small screen is a total mess; I misclicked and sent a lesbian pair I was carefully corrupting straight into a gangbang event and skipped their slow-burn route. That was like 3 in-game weeks of edging my own curiosity gone in one tap. Still, when you finally storm the capital with a squad of collared ex-heroes, a monster girl warband, a couple of trans and gay followers who worship your cock like it’s sacred, everyone dripping, everyone screaming, and you’re just slamming into some princess from behind while your cum from earlier is still leaking out of her mouth from the titfuck scene, it hits that primal “yeah, I own this world now” spot in a way most porn games only promise.

Eva’s story doesn’t even pretend to be clean. It starts with her pretending - pretending she’s got everything under control, pretending she’s not curious, pretending those late-night messages don’t make her pulse jump. There’s something almost cruel about how the game lets you linger on her hesitation, how it slows time right before she crosses a line she swore she wouldn’t. You can feel her trying to reason with herself - then giving up. I didn’t expect the texting mechanic to be that addictive. You think you’re just choosing dialogue, but no, it’s you pushing her, pulling her, maybe ruining her. The city feels like it’s watching her too, waiting for her to slip up. It’s messy, and kind of hot in that uncomfortable way that makes you want to close the tab - but you don’t. You just keep pushing.

What caught me off guard was how the game doesn’t really reward you for doing the “right” thing. You think she’s safe with one person, and then the next scene just wrecks that illusion. The art style does this thing where it looks soft, almost innocent, and then the next frame just slaps you with something filthy - like contrast is part of the kink. I got annoyed at one point because the UI glitched during a stripping sequence and killed the mood, but then again maybe that’s just me being picky. The sound design though - too real sometimes. There’s one scene in a bathroom that made me mute the laptop because I thought someone would hear. It’s not even that graphic visually, it’s the breathing. The tiny pauses. It’s insane how much tension they packed into that.

Anyway, it’s not a “fun” game in the usual sense. It’s more like being caught reading someone’s private messages and liking it too much. I kept telling myself I’d stop after one more choice, but Eva’s slow slide into her own reflection, the way she starts liking the attention she said she hated - it’s gross, it’s hot, it’s kind of art. I don’t even know if I liked it, which probably means I did.

Karma is tired as hell and it kind of shows, in a good way. She’s not some shiny anime waifu, she feels more like that bossy bitch who’s already seen the end of the world three times and is just done with everyone’s bullshit. The whole thing starts right before everything goes to shit: war coming, Antichrist about to rise, timeline already cracked like a cheap phone screen. Instead of “hero saves world”, you’re basically poking holes in fate, pushing people into bed, twisting their lives, and then pretending it’s all for “Balance”. Most of the time it feels more like you’re using cosmic responsibility as an excuse to fuck whoever you want and corrupt whoever you can reach.

You jump between perspectives and it’s actually fun, even if sometimes it makes your brain hurt. One scene you’re stuck in the head of this dude who clearly thinks with his cock first and brain later, next scene you’re in a woman’s body who can literally feel when she’s pulling on someone’s life thread, watching how a single choice sends them from “normal life” into “I’m naked in front of a demon and somehow I’m wet about it”. Some routes let you push harder, like turning a decent girl into this needy toy who starts craving rough attention, or shoving a proud woman into a situation where she ends up on her knees for someone she’d normally laugh at. And then Karma acts like it’s all part of the plan. Sure. Totally not horny abuse of power at all. There’s also those moments where you’re in a trans or futa body and it’s honestly hot as fuck: you feel that mix of power and vulnerability when you’re pinning someone to a bed, dick hard, and still feeling every little shiver when they clench around you. Sometimes the dialogue leans too heavy into lore in the middle of a sex scene, which kills the rhythm a bit, like you’re mid thrust and suddenly someone starts explaining fate mechanics instead of moaning. I literally alt-tabbed to Discord while a character was ranting about threads and came back only for the blowjob to finally start.

What I liked most is when it lets you be a real bastard about it. There’s this one route where you play nice at first, super gentle, soft touches, almost romantic, then slowly start twisting the dynamic, nudging her into more submissive stuff, until you’ve got her begging for your cum like she’s the one seducing you. Or switching into a female POV and suddenly your whole mood flips, because now you’re the one being pinned down, thighs shaking, and you actually get to choose if you hate it or lean into it. Watching a “good” girl get dragged into lesbian sex by her own curiosity, then by your pressure, then by her own addiction, feels dirty in that way people actually come here for. Not everything lands though. Some scenes talk too much before anyone takes off a shirt, and a few choices look important but barely move the needle, which sucks when you’re trying to steer someone from normal to full-on corrupted and the game pretends it changed a lot but you know it didn’t. Still, the mix of domination, timeline fuckery, and that weird feeling that you’re both saving and ruining people at the same time? It hooks you. Even when the writing trips over itself, you kind of keep going, just to see how far you can drag these poor bastards away from the lives they were meant to have and into your messy, horny, broken Tapestry.

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.

Sophia’s life looks boring on paper, right? Nice husband, nice house, two kids, teacher job, basic catalog mommy vibes. Then she lands in this sweaty coastal city that feels like Instagram filters and bad decisions had a baby, and suddenly this woman is one short skirt away from forgetting what “faithful” even means. The game just throws her into all these small daily things that start normal and end with you zoomed all the way into her cleavage on your monitor, like “how did we get here, exactly?” You go with her from homeroom to backyard pool to late night kitchen in that oversized shirt, and every place is just another chance for someone’s eyes to be exactly where they shouldn’t be. Student stares too long, neighbor “just happens” to look over the fence when she bends, the friend’s wife sits too close on the couch, and Sophia keeps pretending she doesn’t notice while her nipples betray her every time.

What I liked is how the game lets you be messy with her. You’re not just clicking through porn gallery, baby, you’re steering this horny ship. Wear that almost-see-through top to school or pick the safe blouse and hate yourself. Lean in for the “innocent” kiss with your curvy female friend on the balcony, or pull back and then spend the next scene watching them in the shower anyway, because the camera work loves a good “I shouldn’t be seeing this” angle. There’s this beach scene where she adjusts her bikini bottom for like ten full seconds while some guy and his wife pretend they’re not staring. Camera just sits behind her huge ass like it’s a religious experience. And the lesbian tension? Wild. There’s one moment in the bedroom where her “friend” is teaching her how to relax, giving her a back massage, hands sliding lower, Sophia biting her lip, and you can choose if that hand keeps going between her thighs or if she panics and runs to the bathroom to masturbate alone like a coward. I did both paths, obviously. The solo one has her sitting on the closed toilet lid, panties around her ankles, phone in hand, watching some tame clip, then switching to that selfie the friend sent earlier and just losing it quietly so the family doesn’t hear. It’s nasty and kind of sad and stupid and hot at the same time, which is exactly my brand.

The cheating stuff ramps up slow. You start with looks, then “accidental” boob brushes, then lingering oral fantasies where she imagines dropping to her knees in places where she absolutely should not. There’s a scene where she’s helping a younger guy with homework at the dining table and her blouse button pops open. You decide if she fixes it or lets him get a full view of those big tits hopping when she laughs. If you keep pushing her, the game rewards you with scenes that feel almost too intimate, like when she sneaks to the dark garden, hikes up her dress, and fingers herself behind a tree while the neighbor’s wife smokes on the balcony, pretending she’s on her phone but clearly watching. The game loves exhibition vibes, like nipples visible through a wet shirt, skirts hiking up while she leans over a railing, “oops I forgot panties” moments in public transport. Not every scene hits the same, sometimes it drags and you’re just clicking through dialogue on your phone in bed thinking “girl get to the part where someone eats you out already,” but when it lands, it lands hard. Best way to play? Don’t be soft with your choices. Go for the outfits that would get her fired, say yes to the kisses that ruin friendships, make her look a little too long at every ass and pair of tits around her, then ride out the guilt while she masturbates in every room of that big empty house.

There’s something oddly satisfying about watching Monica lose her grip - like seeing a queen forget her crown in the middle of a party and pretending she doesn’t care. The game doesn’t beg you to like her, which makes it even better when she starts slipping. I didn’t expect to get so hooked on her attitude, that smug smile before everything goes downhill. It’s not even about the sex at first (though let’s be real, you don’t play this kind of thing for philosophy). It creeps up on you, the way she looks at herself in the mirror after the first time she crosses one of her own lines. I kept thinking, “nah, she won’t go *that* far,” and then she does, with that lazy smirk like she’s been planning it all along.

The voyeur stuff hits harder than I thought - it’s not just some random camera angle, it feels meaner, like the game’s winking at you while she pretends not to notice. There’s this scene where she’s supposed to “teach a lesson” but ends up bent over a desk getting spanked instead, and the sound design there is too good. Like, uncomfortably good. Tiny details: the breath hitch, the crack of palm on skin, that stutter in her voice. I laughed right after, not sure if it was hot or pathetic. Maybe both. The sandbox part almost ruins it though - you wander around too much, trying to trigger scenes, and half the time I was checking my phone mid-dialogue because nothing was happening except her chewing someone out. And yet when the corruption bits kick back in, it’s like an entirely different game. You forget how slow it felt two minutes ago.

I don’t even know why I liked the lesbian arc as much as I did. Probably because it felt softer, less performative. Or maybe because the other girl looked genuinely into it - rare thing in these games. There’s this one moment with a toy, some teasing, and then Monica laughs in a way that’s half humiliation, half relief. It’s stupidly human. I almost wished they’d ended it there, but then came the blackmail twist and suddenly everyone’s dirty again. Somehow that’s exactly what I wanted.

City of Broken Heroes feels like somebody took a Marvel movie, made the guys squishy and weak, then said “ok, but what if every woman was horny, pissed off, and had zero HR department.” It starts almost normal: you land in this neon freakshow of a city, confused, dick out, no clue how anything works. Then a seven foot tall “hero” in latex and armor collar-checks you with one hand and you realize: alright, I’m a chew toy here. The whole thing is this mix of sci-fi and magic and bdsm where you’re officially a slave, unofficially the pervy glitch in the system who doesn’t stay in his cage.

What I like is how the game makes you feel fragile and dangerous at the same time. Men are biologically weaker, so yeah, women toss you around, sit on your face like it’s a chair, use you as a dildo tester, all that. But once you start picking up these illegal powers and gear, you kind of become the city’s worst customer service complaint. One night I was sneaking through an alley to spy on one of the heroines, got caught by her twin bodyguards, and instead of a normal fight it turned into this “punishment session” where they test different toys on you between turn based combat rounds. You win the round, you get a chance to flip the table and fuck them against the wall. You lose, they edge you with handjobs and oral until you’re begging and they just laugh and walk away. I hated it. I replayed it three times.

The sex itself is very explicit, but it always feels tied to the power imbalance and not just random porn spam. One “training” scene has an older heroine, proper milf energy, using you like a stress ball while she reads reports. She sits in her huge chair, pulls your head between her tits, strokes you with lazy fingers, then without even looking at you tells another girl “see, this is why you keep men on a short leash.” Later, when you finally get strong enough, you crash her raid, blast her shields in combat, and the rematch is you pinning her, fucking that big ass into the desk while she swears she’ll collar you again. She won’t. She totally will, the game loves to remind you who runs things here. Half the fun is that whiplash: one scene you dominate a squad of monster girls, filling them one by one, creampies dripping while they worship your “hidden potential.” Next scene, a different heroine throws you on the floor, sits on your cock, rides you raw, creampie, then snaps a pic for blackmail and makes you clean her boots with your tongue. And you keep going back to that part of town anyway. That’s the vibe.

Priscila looks like that kind of girl you see on some glossy cover in a supermarket, all sparkle and fake smiles, but here she’s stuck in this weird mix of glamour and trash where every “opportunity” has a hand on her ass. The whole thing plays out like a horny fashion documentary that got corrupted by Pornhub comments. You start with this almost innocent vibe, just a young model trying to climb up, basic shoots, awkward poses, her checking herself in the mirror and clearly not sure if she’s actually hot or just pretending. Then suddenly the camera is way too close, the guy behind it is breathing heavier than needed, and you realize the photoshoot is basically just an excuse to get her clothes off piece by piece while he keeps saying “more natural, more relaxed” and his fingers are absolutely not staying where they should.

What really hit me is how much they lean into that slow corruption thing. She doesn’t just wake up slutty. At first she’s flinching when the photographer’s hand lingers too long on her hip, pulling away when the makeup artist “fixes” her bra and clearly grabs a full feel. But she still stands there. She needs the job, right? They use that constantly. You get these small scenes where she’s alone, phone in hand, scrolling through Insta, looking at other models who already sold their soul, and you can tell she’s thinking “maybe I should just do it too.” When she starts touching herself in the shower after a rough day, it’s not some big porn climax, more like frustrated, confused, kinda angry masturbation. She keeps replaying those groping moments in her head and hates that they turn her on. That part felt way too real. Also, side note, whoever picked the soundtrack has good taste. There’s this one track that has little chip-style arps hiding under a heavy beat, like a retro game trying to breathe under a pile of lube. I left that loop running in the background while I was answering emails in Gmail, not even touching the game, just vibing. Then went back, and she was busy on her knees making the “director’s cut” of her contract real.

The director is the worst and also the most fun to watch. Classic “I’ll make you a star” creep, surrounded by assistants who pretend they don’t see anything. He never comes out and says “suck me or you’re fired”, it’s more like “we can do something more… intimate for the next role” while his hand slides over her thigh and she half pulls away, half freezes. At some point he gets her into this “private audition” where he keeps the camera rolling while he pushes her into a blowjob, and the game really lingers on her hesitation. Mouth opens a bit, she closes it, looks up, cheeks already red, his hand pressing the back of her head just enough to show there’s no real choice. Later on, when she’s already more broken in, you get a completely different vibe: same room, now she’s the one unzipping his pants, almost annoyed if he tries to talk about the “art” of it. That flip from scared girl to “whatever, just cum so we can shoot the next scene” is nasty in a good way. And it doesn’t stop at one-on-one stuff either. There’s a group session with multiple guys from the agency, “celebrating” her new campaign, glasses of champagne and a couch that definitely wasn’t bought for sitting. Watching her go from uncomfortable in the middle of the circle to riding one cock while another guy uses her mouth, all while some jealous female model pretends to fix the lighting and ends up grabbing her tits from behind, is the kind of sleazy cinema that makes you feel slightly dirty opening Reddit afterwards. The animations themselves are sometimes stiff as hell and then suddenly you get this perfect little loop of her fingers working her clit in the dressing room while she’s listening to the director’s voice messages and biting her lip, and you forget to care that her hair clips keep clipping through her head. It’s messy, horny, a bit cruel, and for some reason the way her stockings sit slightly uneven in one scene annoyed me and I kept staring at it more than at the actual sex, but anyway.