This one starts with a tiny runaway mouse boy stumbling into this absurdly huge mansion full of smug cat girls, and the size difference hits you in the face right away. He’s basically pocket-sized compared to their big curves and long legs, and the game never lets you forget it. You’re not “the hero”, you’re the help. Literally. A servant. Cleaning their mess, carrying things too big for your hands, getting shoved around by fluffy tails and thighs that could snap you in half if they got bored. And they do get bored. A lot. The tone dances between cute and cruel in this weird way: one moment a cat girl is rubbing your head like you’re a pet, the next she’s sitting on you just to see how long you can breathe under her ass. It sounds stupid when I write it, but in the actual scenes it lands somewhere between erotic and “wow, I really need therapy”.

The kinetic novel style makes it feel like you’re being dragged through this long teasing session that never quite goes where a typical porn game would go. You’re always under someone’s thumb or paw or ass. There’s lesbian stuff right in front of your eyes, and you’re just there, small and pathetic, holding towels and pretending it’s fine. The girls are all different levels of mean and sweet. One plays the “big sister” role, petting you, warming you against her chest, then casually smothering you with those huge tits while she flirts with someone else. Another is a full-on sadist with a sense of humor, laughing while she pins you with her bare feet and asks if you like being her toy, but the writing gives her these quiet moments where she almost sounds lonely. It’s romance, but twisted. Not hearts and flowers. More like “I might love you, but I’ll still use you as a cushion while I read.”

The giantess angle sneaks up on you when the scale suddenly shifts in some scenes and you really feel how tiny the protagonist is. There is this one bathtub scene where you’re basically like a living bath accessory for a lazy cat girl spread out in warm water, her big ass half submerged, tail flicking, and she makes you scrub her while she casually talks about your future like you’re a piece of furniture she’s planning to keep. It’s hot and humiliating in the same breath. The humor keeps it from feeling too heavy, with little gags about you getting stuck between pillows that are not pillows, or almost drowning under some cat girl’s tits while she “forgets” about you. I kept wanting more agency, but at the same time, the lack of choices fits the whole fantasy: you’re small, they’re not, and the mansion belongs to them. You just exist in their world, a toy that occasionally talks back. And yeah, they tease the idea that even a tiny mouse boy can change things in this house, but most of the time you’re just trying not to get crushed under a horny cat girl who thinks “romance” means sitting on your face because it makes her laugh.

Apartment 69 feels like someone looked at every degenerate fantasy you had in college and said “yeah, that, but more awkward and more naked”. You’re this 20 year old programmer kid who somehow can afford his own place, and the game treats that apartment like a horny gravity well. Everyone important just keeps getting pulled into it. Family shows up, classmates show up, neighbors that clearly skipped the “boundaries” class show up. It starts pretty innocent, like simple errands and casual chats, and then slowly you’re rubbing against people in tight hallways, “accidentally” walking in during showers, and pretending you’re shocked while the camera zooms straight onto bouncing tits. The corruption vibe here isn’t instant; characters go from normal to “ok fine you can touch me there” to “why am I moaning this much” in a very porn logic way. If you like that slow slide instead of instant sluts, it kind of nails it. If you actually went to college, some of the school scenes are a bit too accurate, just with way more handjobs under the desk.

From Unreal side, I keep catching myself switching between horny and nerdy. The lighting on skin is surprisingly good, especially in darker rooms where the only source is a TV screen or some crappy lamp in the corner. The models are thick in that “this rig has been tweaked for hours” way, not generic store stuff. You notice it in the way breasts settle when characters lean forward, or how the ass pushes against tight shorts when your MC is very obviously staring. It is not perfect though. Sometimes the facial expressions go weird, like you’re talking about homework but she’s making a face like she just got creampied on the roof. Mouths clip now and then, the trans character’s shoulders look a bit off from some angles, and a couple of animation loops feel like someone rushed through them at 4% brain power. I had one scene where a hot milf is supposed to look mad, but she just looks kind of horny and constipated. Still, when the sandbox opens up and you’re bouncing between the apartment and school and back, asking yourself “do I grind affection or do I go straight for more groping in the kitchen?”, the small jank turns almost funny. Like, you’re lining up a serious emotional talk and the game just throws a titty physics moment in your face and your brain forgets the plot.

Sex content hits fast after you get past the intro routine. You start with small stuff like “accidental” touches, helping someone with sunscreen for way too long, or waking up with a hand in your pants and pretending you’re still asleep. Then it goes hard into masturbation scenes, spying on people from doors that are never locked, and those drawn out “teach me how to stroke it properly” handjob bits that feel like they were made by someone who spent too much time on old xHamster clips. When the interracial scenes start showing and the family drama gets nastier, you can really feel the corruption layers piling up, especially when a girl that acted shy two events ago is suddenly riding you and begging to get filled. There is one moment with a virgin character where the game takes its time on the first penetration, camera pressed close, breathing heavy, small twitch in her legs, and it’s honestly way hotter than some of the full-on gangbang scenes in other games. Also, the shemale route is not just a cheap extra. There is build up, flirty text chats, some real tension in the bathroom encounters, and then you end up staring at a hard dick and big tits at the same time and thinking “ok, I did not plan this, but here we are”. Only thing that annoyed me: one UI button in the apartment hub is tiny as fuck and I kept misclicking it like a clown. Never got used to it.

Debt feels sexy in this one, in a really fucked up way. You start with this couple that already looks tired of life, pockets empty, dignity hanging by a thread, and then the Hyena Brotherhood comes in and just squeezes them like a lemon. No slow build, no “maybe we can fix this”. You can feel from the first scenes that someone is going to sell their body, or their lover, or both, to crawl out of that hole. And not in a noble way. This game really likes to kick you in the gut with humiliation. The girl trying to keep a brave face while being ordered to “prove her loyalty” in some filthy backroom, the guy pretending he’s fine while other dudes push deeper into what used to be just “his” pussy. It’s the kind of thing where you click the next scene even while mumbling “ok this is too much” and still you want to see how low they go. The art is 2D but animated enough that you actually feel the thrusts, the spit, the little twitches when he finishes inside and you get that internal view of cum pouring in like she’s a container and not a person. Romantic, right?

What surprised me is how much it plays like a dirty management sim hidden under a porn comic. You’re juggling money, favors, how much shame each of them can still swallow before breaking. You decide if she takes the “easy” job giving blowjobs in some trashy alley, or goes all in with anal just because the pay is a bit better and the Brotherhood accountant is an asshole about deadlines. Sometimes you push the guy too, send him into gay stuff he clearly never signed up for, just to keep the numbers in green. That moment when you choose to rent out his ass for a night, and later see him watching his girl getting creampied while some furry enforcer calls him a useless man, that hits different. The game plays with cheating and NTR in this very mean way where it’s not just “haha your waifu is stolen” but more “you sold her” and the guilt is basically the third protagonist. And then the cult of pleasure shows up like, “hey, you can have freedom through desire” and you just know it means more chains, just shinier. There is pregnancy in the mix too, of course, because why not make the consequences permanent, right when you already feel dirty. I wish the store menu for jobs was less ugly, but whatever, you’re not here for UI screenshots. You’re here to watch two people sink, moan, and maybe smile while everything important burns around them.

Kai thinks he’s getting a lazy sexed-up vacation on a sunny island with his hot girlfriend, his smug best bro, and the girl who looks like she bites. That’s the vibe at first. Sun, cocktails, tits in tight bikinis, asses sliding over pool chairs, couples pretending they’re here to “relax” while they’re actually scanning every bar stool for someone to fuck. The resort looks like one of those Instagram traps, all fake-perfect, AI-smoothed smiles on posters and hotel staff who are just a little too polished. You start noticing weird stuff. Who is watching who, who is flirting a bit too long with who, who is way too comfortable touching your girl’s thigh. The island feels like it has its own rules, like it was built for people who got bored with normal sex and started asking themselves “what if I watch her get pounded by someone else and like it?” and then never stopped asking. It’s not subtle. You’re sitting there as Kai, watching Yumi lean forward, big tits half out, laughing at Nick’s jokes while his hand is a bit too close to her knee, and the game just lets that moment stretch and breathe until you either click or snap.

The whole thing is about pressure. Slow, annoying, horny pressure. You pick small choices that look harmless, like “sure, go for a walk with him” or “yeah, another drink is fine”, and three scenes later you’re staring at an animated loop of your girl’s soft hand around someone else’s cock while Kai tries to act like he’s not dying inside. Or maybe he’s into it. That’s the dirty part. The island keeps nudging you to test where your jealousy ends and your curiosity starts. The sex scenes grow out of that. Handjobs by the pool while someone might walk in, a wet grind on a lounge chair with her huge ass bouncing under a thin towel, a mouthy girl who likes to lean in too close and whisper shit about what your brother used to do with his ex. The game really likes that family drama angle. Older brother shows up, got that “I’ve fucked more and care less” energy, and suddenly every stare between him and your girl feels like a threat. Or a promise. Sometimes the art looks almost too clean, like an AI took a vacation album and turned it into porn, sometimes a frame looks a bit off and that weirdness makes the scene feel more wrong, which honestly fits the NTR stuff. You will click a choice, watch a short animation loop of her tits bouncing on a guy’s lap, and feel that tiny stab in your gut that says “you could have stopped this five scenes ago.” And maybe you still keep going.

Half the time you’re trying to solve what the hell is off about this island, who is pulling the strings, why everyone talks about “opening up” like it’s some cult slogan. The other half you’re just watching people get drunk, grind on each other at some shitty beach party, swap partners in ways no one really wants to admit out loud. The game does that thing where it pretends you are in control while also setting you up for failure, like letting you choose to cling to Yumi, then slowly showing her eyes drift to someone stronger, rougher, more daring. You can lean into the cheating, treat it as an experiment, turn Kai into that guy who loves seeing his girl used, or you can fight it and get dragged anyway. Some routes feel almost romantic until suddenly they aren’t. One minute you’re walking through palm trees at sunset, big ass in front of you swaying in tight shorts, and the next minute she’s pushing your hand away because she’s “tired” after spending time with someone else. The island keeps smiling. The resort music keeps playing. And you’re there, clicking, watching, letting it hurt and turn you on, wondering how far you’ll go before you call it too much, then pushing one scene past that.

You boot this thing up on your phone, thinking it’s just some light tennis VN with cute guys, and suddenly you’re sitting there trying to pretend your screen isn’t full of flustered muscle twinks talking about “practice” in a way that is very much not about improving your serve. It starts all innocent, like, “oh, college team, gotta keep your grades up, gotta train,” and two choices later you’re in a locker room, half naked, pretending you’re interested in racket brands while your teammate is basically eye-fucking you. In a good way. Mostly.

The vibe is very “gay college drama if everyone was horny and bad at hiding it.” You’ve got that main guy energy where you’re kind of lost but also surprisingly good at reading when someone wants your dick in their mouth. Some routes push you into slow burn stuff, like you keep running into the same dude after class, he helps you with homework, the tension just keeps building, and at some point you’re not sure if you’re more excited about passing exams or finally getting his cock in your ass. Then another path is just, boom, you’re on the court after hours, it’s sweaty, he’s frustrated about missing a shot, you try to comfort him, and it turns into him pushing you against the fence, grinding on you through your shorts while you’re trying not to moan too loud because someone might walk by. I opened Reddit on my other screen once mid-scene and just sat there like, “yeah, okay, this game is way filthier than it pretends to be.” Not complaining. Well, I am, but not about that.

Sex-wise it goes all in. There are handjobs that feel like they drag out forever in a good way, the kind where the text really leans into the small stuff: the lube noise, the pre cum, the way his abs tense when you twist your wrist just right. Masturbation scenes where you’re alone in your dorm, headphones on, trying to be quiet while thinking about that practice match where your doubles partner pressed his chest into your back “to correct your posture.” Then some of the guys are very into putting it in the back, and the game does not shy away. One route has you bent over a desk, your shirt still half on, tennis bag on the floor, his fingers opening you up while he whispers things in your ear that I absolutely cannot repeat on Discord without getting a mod ping. It’s hot, but it can also be weirdly sweet, like they’ll rail you, then ask about your midterms. Tone whiplash, but in a fun way. And yeah, the characters are furry, which makes it even more of a trip the first time a fluffy tail curls around your thigh while someone’s pounding you from behind. I still can’t take one guy’s ears seriously when he’s talking about “going deeper” yet here we are. There’s this tiny UI thing that annoys me, some tap targets are way too small on mobile and it pisses me off every single time, and then I forget because the next CG is your teammate jerking you off in the showers while you both try not to slip on the tiles. Anyway. It’s messy, horny, kind of dumb in places, kind of tender in others, and it absolutely knows what you’re here for even when it pretends to care about tennis technique.

You wake up in this therapy center with your brain feeling like someone hit “delete” on half your save files, and the person in charge of fixing you is a woman who definitely should not be allowed to call what she does “therapy”. Miss Lust looks at your trauma like it’s a puzzle she’s horny to solve, and every “session” is basically her asking “what if we push you just a bit further?” then shoving you off the cliff instead. One moment she’s talking gently about memory blocks, the next she’s got you on your knees, collar around your neck, making you shuffle a deck of cards that decides if you’re going to get your ass stretched, your clothes taken away, or your dignity ripped apart in front of people who should not be watching but totally are. The whole card thing sounds simple until you realize it’s not about winning, it’s about how badly you’re willing to lose. You draw a card, suddenly you owe her worship, or your body gets put on display to some stranger behind a glass wall, or she turns your “normal” male protagonist into this confused pretty sissy who starts to like the high heels way too fast. And you tell yourself “this is fucked up, I’m being corrupted”, while at the same time moving the mouse to pick the filthier option because curiosity is a worse dom than Miss Lust.

The game loves to tease that maybe there is romance, maybe she actually cares, then five minutes later she’s auctioning you off for a “special session” with a futa client who treats your ass like it’s public property while Miss Lust just watches, taking notes like it’s a science project. There is this one scene where you stand naked in a corridor with nothing but a card in your hand, and the rule is that you can’t cover yourself at all while strangers pass by and comment, and one woman stops just to step on your cock with her heel, then smiles like she is tipping a waiter. Then later, Miss Lust offers you a “soft” option with cuddles and vaginal sex that almost feels tender, and the game has the nerve to make that feel more humiliating than the gangbang because suddenly you care what she thinks. There are branching paths that turn you into her obedient slave, her little toy prostituted to other patients, the secret lover she hides behind professional talk, or the broken thing that gets off on being called pathetic while licking her feet. The voyeur stuff gets wild too, like that card that forces you to watch another patient being transformed, stripped, and used by two women and one guy while you jerk under the table, trying not to get caught, and if you fail the check she drags you out by the hair and makes you finish in front of them. It is messy, horny, occasionally weirdly sweet, and then it slaps you with NTR flavor just when you start to feel safe. Honestly I wish there was one path where you just say “nope” and go to normal therapy, but also, I’d never click it.

Pokestars is basically what happens when someone looks at the old anime and goes, “yeah but what if they all wanted to fuck the trainer instead of chase badges,” and then actually commits to the bit. You’re this dude who somehow lands in this luxury pokemon training resort that’s less about ranked battles and more about which girl you’re making moan behind the stadium later. It’s played like one of those point and click dating sims where you bounce between locations on a map, poke on stuff, poke on girls, poke on buttons, in that order. May, Misty and Dawn are the main stars here, and they’re not subtle. First time you meet Misty she already has that “I’m gonna test you” energy, except it’s not a gym test, it’s whether you can keep up with her mouth while the battle scoreboard is still flickering in the background. It’s funny because the game pretends to care about rankings and resort rules, but after like ten minutes you’re mostly just planning who you’ll fuck in which corner of the map and if you can trigger another animated scene before clicking through the dialog you half read.

What I liked a lot is that it doesn’t waste too much time teasing without payoff. You win a fight? You’re not getting a high five; you’re getting on your knees or putting her on hers. There are full-on oral scenes where you literally watch her head move, with voice lines that are not studio-perfect, but that kinda makes it better, feels more like a weird fan project that got horny and never stopped. Vaginal scenes too, with those 3dcg bodies pressed together and enough motion to not feel static. Sometimes the moans don’t sync perfectly with the thrusts and it made me laugh, but I still didn’t skip it, so whatever. The resort itself works like a hub: pool, rooms, arenas, those spots you click just to see if someone’s there to jump your dick. You get some dating sim flavor on top of it all, little choices in dialog, giving attention to one girl over another, pretending you care about who has the strongest team when you’re actually just angling for a threesome later. There’s even this moment where Dawn corners you in a hallway after a match, her voice goes low and you can hear the slight echo like they actually thought about the room, and suddenly she’s on her back on a bench, panties around one ankle, you pushing in while she still has her gloves on. That kind of detail is the thing that keeps you clicking “next” even when a line of text is kinda cheesy.

The voiced parts are the big hook and also the thing that sometimes makes it feel janky in a good way. May has this cute, eager tone when she goes down on you, wet sounds and breath mixing, but then every once in a while a line sounds like it was recorded in another room or on a different mic. It pulled me out for half a second and then there’s a close-up of her lips sliding down your shaft and suddenly I don’t care anymore. Harem angle is strong too, not just one-on-one stuff. You get those scenes where two of them tag-team you, one sucking while the other rides, like a porn parody that forgot to blur anything. And the point and click side makes it feel a bit like a scavenger hunt for sex; “if I go to the resort hot springs at this time, will Misty be there? Will she be naked already? Can I trigger that one scene where she sits on my face first and then demands I pound her right after?” Sometimes the pacing drags and you’re just clicking through resort menus looking for the next bit of action instead of actually doing trainer things, but then the game throws another animated fuck sequence at you and your brain forgives it instantly. It’s not classy, it’s not subtle, it’s literally fan fantasy turned into a horny resort simulator, and yeah, it works.

The whole thing feels like somebody mashed together a horny Final Fantasy fanfic, a cheap mobile survival clone and a beach episode that never ends, then said “yeah, good enough” and shipped it. Which, weirdly, kind of works. You wake up on this tropical island, sand in your shoes, dick in your hand metaphorically, literal later, and the first cutscene just slaps you with that “you’re a loser, now enjoy paradise” tone. The animation in those early scenes is rough in a way I actually like. Faces hold just a little too long, camera lingers on thighs like the animator forgot to hit stop, some lip sync looks like it was done in a hurry during a Discord call. But when Hana leans in close the first time, hair moving in the breeze, you can feel someone really tried. It is not clean. It feels like watching a lewd indie short posted on Twitter that somehow grew into a full game. And then you blink and suddenly there is Tifa in a bikini that never existed in any official artwork, and the game just shrugs, like “yeah, she washed up here, whatever, go talk to her.”

Cutscenes are the best and worst part. One moment you get this slow, almost romantic shot of the island at sunset, the ocean reflecting orange, Hana’s silhouette, and you think “oh, nice mood.” Next moment, hard cut to the male protagonist getting jerked off against a palm tree like a teenager who just learned the word “frottage” yesterday. The camera really loves asses. It crawls over Tifa’s bikini line while she pretends she does not know what masturbation is, then five clicks later she is riding your face in a little looping animation where her hair clips through her shoulders in exactly the same place every cycle. Marie Rose shows up in her swimsuit and that whole “mystery of the island” thing just walks out of the room. The plot starts hinting that the island is wrong, that girls are not just lost tourists, but the next scene is you spanking Marie on the beach while a crab walks through the background like an unpaid extra. The point and click bits are fine, you tap on a coconut, you tap on a girl, you tap on yourself under the water in a badly hidden masturbation loop. Sex toys appear later and the game treats them like legendary weapons, full camera pan, shiny highlight, then you just shove a vibrator between Tifa’s legs in a short looping shot that probably took the animator all night and two energy drinks. There is a mystery somewhere under all the crossover fanservice, but every time you start to care the game distracts you with another animated bikini grinding on the protagonist’s cock and, honestly, that is exactly the kind of trashy commitment I did not know I wanted.

This one starts like some horny Erasmus fantasy that went completely off the rails. You’re this Italian guy dumped in Japan, and the whole thing leans hard into the “foreign dude in a place where he shouldn’t be this cocky” vibe. He’s not some shy herbivore either, more like a walking Roman ego with a nice accent and way too much confidence for his own good. The game really pushes that feeling that he’s hunting, not waiting. Every time you think he’ll back off from a married woman, or a woman clearly too mature for his level, he just… doesn’t. He treats every new apartment, workplace corridor, and tiny Tokyo side street like it’s some old Roman province that needs to be “conquered”, which sounds cringe, but it actually works because half the time you’re laughing at how far he goes. Then suddenly there’s this scene where the mood switches and the flirting hits way harder than it should, and you catch yourself actually caring if she replies to his late-night message.

The women here are the real reason to stay, obviously. Classic Japanese housewives with that soft, tired face and huge tits that bounce way too much for “just talking in the kitchen”. That older office lady who acts strict at work but melts fast once he starts pushing her buttons. A neat, classy milf in perfect makeup sharing “innocent” tea with the gaijin, then five minutes later she’s pressed up against the hallway wall, whispering that her husband must not know. The cheating stuff is all over the place: wedding rings, family photos on the shelf, husbands working late, that whole guilty-but-still-horny energy. The corruption feels slow in a good way, like you’re watching them slide from “this is inappropriate” to “I need your dick again” across several encounters, not just suddenly flipping a switch. And yeah, the tits are huge, but not just plastic balloons glued on; the game really takes time with how they move when she leans forward to pour coffee or when you push her against the couch and her blouse struggles to contain anything. Sometimes it’s hot in a quiet way, like a lingering hand on the thigh under the table, sometimes it jumps straight into her riding you while trying not to moan too loud because the kid is sleeping in the next room.

What I actually liked most is that the protagonist is kind of an asshole, but in a charming idiot way. He talks big about “conquest” like some budget Caesar, but half the time it feels like he’s winging it, improvising seduction with half-broken Japanese and raw confidence. It’s not subtle at all, but weirdly that’s the fun part: you know he’s a walking red flag, the women know he’s a walking red flag, and they still put their legs around his waist. Some routes feel a bit too gamey, like the “right” dialogue line is too obvious, and there are moments where a milf falls for him almost too fast. I also hate how one specific scene teases a long, slow build-up in the bath and then just cuts the foreplay short when it was finally getting really filthy. But then the next time you’re back in that same bathroom, she’s the one reaching for him first, her face red, water dripping down those massive breasts, muttering that she “can’t stop now” even if her husband is in the living room. It’s that kind of cycle: small frustrations here and there, and then a single scene that hits your specific kink so hard you forget to complain. It’s messy, it’s horny, it’s very “gaijin ruins nice Japanese households with his cock” and it doesn’t pretend to be anything else.