Autumn City feels like somebody mashed High School DxD, a chuuni light novel, and a Pornhub playlist in Koikatsu, forgot to clean it up, then said “yeah, that’s fine”. You’re in the shoes of Hiro, a pretty typical magic student type, caught between demon hunting, bureaucratic bullshit from “The Organization”, and two heroines who absolutely refuse to keep their sexual tension at a normal level. The game pretends to be about terrorism and supernatural crime, but then you’re five minutes in and suddenly you’re watching Kana, the tsundere mage, yelling at you for being a pervert while her hand is already on your dick. It’s that kind of tone all the time. The structure is a Renpy VN, but it keeps throwing you into these little combat scenes where you’re chasing demons across some farm world like a horny Dante who got lost on the way to Devil May Cry and walked into a doujin instead. The first world, the Wilde Ivy farm, has no right being as horny as it is for a place with cows and hay bales.

What really sells it is the combination of 3DCG Koikatsu style and voice acting. Kana’s voice is pure poison in the best way: she does the whole “I don’t like you, idiot” routine while moaning her lungs out in an ahegao during a blowjob scene, and it just screams light novel parody. One of my favorite moments: you just finished a sloppy titfuck with her in a barn, she’s panting, your cum all over her chest, and she still tries to scold you about “professional behavior as an agent”. Then the game swings hard into NTR land and suddenly those same tits are bouncing on some demon’s cock because you took the “wrong” path. The cheating / netorare stuff is not subtle at all. There’s a scene where you get literally knocked out in combat, wake up in some fantasy side-area, open the Extras Gallery later and realize there’s a whole anal and group sex chain you didn’t see where Angie and Kana are getting used while you’re gone. The game basically grins at you and goes, “yeah, that happened while you were being useless”. It gives you a “vanilla / NTR scenario” choice, but the line is blurry: even the so-called vanilla path still teases you with the idea that these girls could get stolen if you slip. Some people will hate that, some will… let’s say, need a new keyboard. The oral scenes are everywhere: handjob with whispered dirty talk in one world-jump transition, deepthroat blowjob as a “reward” after a successful combat encounter, Kana masturbating while spying on you, Angie stuck in an older, more “milf-coded” role that really pops during a threesome where she instructs Kana how to ride you properly. Group sex scenes suddenly escalate into full-on multiple penetration with demons while you watch, and the game doesn’t shy away from showing your character getting hard from that. The weirdest part is how it will jump from “serious” talk about protecting Autumn City and fighting terrorists to a goofy ahegao close-up during vaginal and anal combo play, like the scriptwriter got distracted by Pornhub tabs halfway. I kept thinking of “The Monk” by Lewis, all that religious guilt and temptation stuff, except here the confession booth is a haystack and the punishment is another blowjob. The combat and adventure parts are there mostly to justify why you keep jumping into new worlds full of excuses for sex, but sometimes they actually land a cool line or magic effect and you forget for a second this is mainly about watching your waifu get fucked in every possible way, with or without you. Then the next scene loads, Kana is drooling around a cock again, and the illusion politely dies.

Dead dad, horny family, secret porn empire, yeah, it sounds trashy on paper, but this thing actually leans into it in a way that kind of works. You start as the son, stumbling through the house where everyone is pretending to be “normal” after the accident that was not really an accident. The mother tries to act strict but the camera framing already tells you the game doesn’t respect that at all: low angles, tight tops, big tits always one stretch away from spilling out while she bends over the sink for no reason. The sisters walk around in shorts that might as well be painted on, and the game keeps giving you slow, teasing pans as you “just happen” to pass their bedroom door a little too quietly. Early on there is this voyeur moment where you catch one of them masturbating to something on her phone, and the animation lingers just a bit too long on her fingers circling, like the dev was enjoying that part a lot. It is not subtle. It is not trying to be.

What makes it weirdly sticky in your head is how all the porn stuff is actually tied to the story about the father. You find that video message where he confesses he was this legendary porn actor and producer, and suddenly every innocent family scene feels loaded. You are checking mom’s laptop for “clues” but really you are hoping to find some old explicit clip where she’s getting railed and recognize the wallpaper. Then the game starts pushing you into that small “sandbox” loop: checking different rooms, waiting for triggers, talking, clicking, getting tiny new scenes or a new angle on an ass you already saw ten times. There are proper animated bits, not just still CGs, where you get actual motion during a handjob or when she takes you in her mouth and the camera moves with her rhythm. The first time you get a creampie scene, the game stays on the shot of the cum leaking out like it is proud of that physics. It’s hot, but also a bit goofy. And yeah, sometimes you just want to skip the walking around and go straight to the lesbian shower thing the game teases forever and then wraps up a bit too fast. On mobile, the point and click controls are good enough, you drag, you tap, you zoom when you want to really “inspect” a big ass while pretending you are just exploring the house. I had the game open in Chrome and then in Firefox on my phone, and in both the animations ran smooth, but one time a loop during an oral sex scene kept stuttering on the sound and it drove me insane, because it killed the mood while she was moaning on repeat like a broken TikTok. Still, you keep coming back to check if there is a new angle, a different position, another way the mom pretends this is all wrong while literally grinding on her own son. And the worst part is, the more he uncovers about the murder, the more the porn empire idea starts to feel like the natural “solution” for the family, like of course they cope with grief by shooting scenes together. It’s messed up, it’s incest, it’s voyeurism, it is full on taboo and it knows exactly what kind of person keeps scrolling on adult sites for something a little more fucked up than usual.

Your dad bails to the Caribbean with his side piece and a bag full of stolen cash, the house is basically broke, and the only thing he leaves you is a mess of women, old feelings, and a mortgage-sized headache. That is literally your “welcome home” after college. You roll back into this big family place that used to feel safe and suddenly it has to become a half-legal college dorm full of horny students, stressed milfs, and people who remember you way too well. Some of them remember you as the sweet kid, some as the idiot who left town, some as the virgin who never got to finish what you both started. Now everyone is older, hotter, more desperate, and the walls are thinner than you remember. It starts slow, just little teasing looks, sleepwear that is way too short, “accidental” gropes when you squeeze past in the hallway. Then the game throws you straight into this mix of romance, messed-up family tension, and filthy humor that honestly feels a bit too real sometimes. One minute your stepsis is mocking you for still blushing at a footjob joke, the next she’s planting her heel in your lap under the table while your “aunt” with the huge tits talks about rent and pretends not to see anything.

What I liked is how the game leans into the awkwardness instead of pretending everyone is some perfect porn robot. There is actual teasing. Like, she will jerk you off halfway and then stop just because you picked the wrong dialog line two scenes ago and she still remembers you flaking on her date in high school. The POV stuff really hits when you’re lying in bed and a girl you kind of grew up with quietly slips under the sheets, thinking you’re asleep, grinding against you in the dark. No loud music, just breathing and half-whispered curses. If you play as a good guy you can wake her gently and turn it into this soft, romantic thing. If you lean into corruption, you pretend to be asleep and let her keep going, or grab her hips and push it further than she expected. There are scenes where the twins tag-team you with this fake innocent attitude, one riding your face while the other milks you, and then they start arguing about who gets your “first” creampie like you’re their personal trophy. There is a milf who is stressed about money, leaking milk through her shirt while she tries to stay professional, and the game does not shy away from that. You can help her, comfort her, or push her into this messed up lactation scene on the couch in the living room, with you switching between titfuck and oral while the TV is still on. Some routes will let you slowly turn the house into your own harem, from anal with the cocky college girl in the guest room to raw vaginal sex with the girl who swore she’d never forgive you, and yeah, pregnancy is on the table if you lean into it. The netori angle is also there: you seduce women who technically shouldn’t be yours, some already taken, some kind of “spoken for” by your missing father, and the game knows exactly how dirty that feels. It’s not subtle about incest themes either, but it wraps them in this weird mix of love, guilt, and constant horny tension that fits the whole “dysfunctional family home turned sex dorm” vibe. You get multiple endings depending on who you focus on, who you knock up, who you ignore, and whether you keep pretending you’re the good guy or finally accept that your new life is just one long, fucked up, very hot line you crossed without ever going back.

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.

Game feels like someone threw Stalker, a sex toy shop and a bad breakup into a mixer, then forgot to put the lid on. You play this girl wandering a fucked-up anomaly zone, where everything hums like a cheap fridge about to explode. No choices, no branches, it just drags you along, but in a weird way that works. You’re not “roleplaying” her so much as watching her unravel while you sit there with one hand on the mouse and the other… yeah. One of the first scenes that really stuck with me is when she’s alone in some rusted-out industrial corridor, all red emergency lights, and she pulls this ugly, jury-rigged vibrator from her pack. It’s not sexy at first. It looks like something you’d use to torture information out of someone, like, wrong shape, wrong noise, buzzing like an electric toothbrush dying. She’s covered in grime and bruises, and instead of the usual porn-game bullshit where the girl poses like a catalog model, she just slides down the wall and starts using it because she needs something, anything, to remind her she’s still a person and not just meat walking through radiation. That mix of “I shouldn’t be turned on by this” and “okay but I am” pretty much sums up the tone.

The sex isn’t soft-focus romance, even when it is technically romance. There’s this guy she keeps crossing paths with, and their chemistry feels like two broken lighters trying to make one working flame. They care about each other, kind of, but everything around them is rotting, and the game loves to tease you with tenderness before smashing you in the teeth. You’ll get a sweet hand-holding moment, then five minutes later she’s masturbating alone in some abandoned checkpoint, using a smooth metal artifact that might be worth a fortune, or might kill her, with this look that’s half desperation and half “fuck it, if I die like this, at least I came.” The toy scenes are surprisingly varied, though sometimes the pacing is off. There’s one long masturbation stretch where I honestly tabbed out to check Telegram because it felt like the same angle and the same moaning loop. Then the game hits you with an absolutely brutal, bloody encounter, and suddenly that earlier slow scene makes sense because your brain’s still echoing with it while you watch her crawl away from a body that honestly looks too real. The violence is not pretty. People get torn up, shot, melted, and the camera doesn’t politely look away. That clash of erotic tension with graphic wounds makes the whole thing uncomfortable in a deliberate way. It’s not “gore porn” for the sake of shock, more like the dev wanted you to constantly ask yourself where your own line is, and then step over it anyway.

The world itself feels claustrophobic even when the locations are open. You can almost smell the wet concrete and rust. Some of the romance bits are genuinely cute though, in this bitter, awkward style. Like she’s sitting in a half-collapsed truck, passing a flask back and forth with her sort-of-partner, knees touching, and for two minutes you forget there are supernatural anomalies outside tearing people apart. Then she ends up grinding on his thigh, trying not to make noise because other scavengers might be nearby. There’s this one shot where her panties are halfway down, gun still strapped to her leg, and you can see a blood smear on her thigh that clearly isn’t from sex, and that detail just lodged in my head. The game likes these ugly little truths. Her orgasms are messy, not glamorous, sometimes a bit sad. She cries once while using a toy, and the camera doesn’t overly fetishize it, it just stays with her long enough that you start feeling weirdly protective. To be fair, a few scenes try too hard to be “deep” and end up coming off like edge-lord poetry, but then the next event is her quietly humping the handle of an artifact while listening to distant gunfire, and suddenly you’re back in it. It’s not romantic in the classic sense, but the way it mixes need, fear, loneliness and pure raw horniness feels more honest than most “love story” porn games I’ve seen. And yeah, I’m still annoyed that one corridor light flickers in exactly the same rhythm every time and my brain catches it like a gnat, but I keep thinking about that filthy wall, that awful buzzing toy, and the way she keeps going anyway.

This thing feels like some horny fanfic that escaped from AO3 and learned how to click on stuff. You start as this regular wizard guy in Hogwarts, nothing “chosen one” about him, more like the dude who sits in the back row and pretends to read, but his brain is just full of tits. The plot pretends it cares about classes and house points and all that, but let’s be honest, nobody is here for Transfiguration homework. It’s all about poking around the castle, getting into the girls’ routines, figuring out when Hermione is alone in the library, when Ginny sneaks off from the common room, when Tonks is bored enough to do something dumb and hot. The whole thing has this messy, half-finished feeling, like the devs were too busy being horny to polish the edges, and that actually kind of works. You click around, do some basic choices, talk to the girls, and slowly the game lets conversations turn from “what do you think about Quidditch” to “why are you looking at my chest, you perv?” and then further. It doesn’t rush; it just kind of slides there. I like that. I hate when porn games scream in your face from the first line.

Hermione is probably the one that will hook most people. She starts off all strict, nose in a book, giving you that disappointed prefect stare that makes you feel like you cheated on an exam you never took. Then you catch this small scene where she thinks nobody is watching and she is in a quiet corner with her hand under her skirt, pretending she is only fixing her stockings. That moment actually surprised me. No loud music, no big text, just a short loop and her biting her lip, trying not to moan. My English is not perfect, but even I got all the little hints in her dialogue when she starts asking you about “theoretical arousal responses” and “research” and you know she is just searching for an excuse to get your cock out. At the same time, the game kind of ruins it sometimes with jokes that feel like they were written on Discord while drunk. One scene starts hot, she is scolding you for peeking, and two lines later someone cracks a dumb meme reference that pulled me out of it. It is small, but it annoyed me, and I kept thinking about it way longer than needed. Then I forgot, honestly, because the next scene had her on her knees and my brain turned off.

Tonks is the opposite vibe. She is chaos. She feels like that older friend who once tells you “don’t be a creep” and then ten minutes later dares you to grab her ass “for science.” Her shapeshifting is not abused like I feared. It’s more teasing than full-on body horror porn. One time she changes her hair color while grinding on your lap, asking which version of her you like better, then gets fake offended when you pick the wrong one. Another time she jokes about taking Hermione’s face for you, then says it would be “too easy” and instead just grows her tits to Fleur size while giving a sloppy handjob behind a statue. The scene with her in the empty corridor, when she catches you sneaking after curfew and presses you against the wall, whispering how she could turn into your strict professor and punish you, but chooses to play as “naughty big sister” instead, that one stayed in my brain. There is something very simple and pure about it, even with her talking about stroking your cock under your robes and leaving you dripping. And then, the game suddenly makes a dumb pun with her name and I wanted to throw my mouse. Still pressed next.

Ginny is written a bit like she is trying to be tough but still shy. Some people will love that. For me it was hit and miss. One scene where she is practicing broom tricks alone and gets all flustered when you compliment how her ass looks from below, that was nice. She pretends to be angry, throws a quaffle at you, then later “accidentally” drops her towel when you end up in the locker room with her. The teasing is slow, like she is discovering that she likes being looked at. There is this moment when she climbs on top of you in the common room sofa, under a blanket, and moves her hips over your lap while pretending she is just trying to get “comfortable,” whispering that everyone is asleep. That felt real in a dumb, teenage way. She keeps biting her lip, asking if it feels good through the cloth, and your character is barely holding it together. Then, for no reason, the UI bugged for me, the text box flickered, and I got irrationally pissed. I reset the browser tab and forgot where in the scene I was. It never happened again but I still think about that one flicker. Stupid.

Narcissa though, she is the one that doesn’t really fit the school vibe, and that’s exactly why she works. She is cold, rich, older, and looks at you like you are dirt and also maybe her next toy. She is not all lovey or shy, she is control. The first time you end up alone with her, she is just sipping something expensive and making comments about how “boys your age are so easy to train.” She never even touches you at first, just makes you kneel and describe what you want to do to her body in detail, while she adjusts the front of her dress so you can see the outline of her tits. One of the better scenes is when she lets you masturbate for her, but forbids you from cumming until she finishes talking about “proper pure-blood etiquette.” You are there, hand moving under your robes, stomach tight, and she keeps pretending she doesn’t notice, then gives you one permission sentence and you basically explode in a few words. It’s rough and kind of humiliating and still weirdly vanilla, since it is just you, your hand, and her voice. I liked that they did not instantly go into whips or whatever. Just words and control.

Fleur… honestly I expected more. She is hot, like obviously, with that veela thing going. There is this cute bit where she acts super confident around everyone, then in private is actually a little insecure about how people only see her as a walking sex charm. There is a nice quiet scene with her at the lake, when she complains about idiots staring at her chest all day while the camera is, of course, staring at her chest. The contradiction felt very human. Later she sort of uses that veela aura on you while pretending she doesn’t, asking you to “help her practice her English.” The “practice” mostly looks like your character trying not to stare at her cleavage while she leans over and “accidentally” brushes her tits against your arm again and again, until you have to excuse yourself to the bathroom. That scene leads to a quick masturbation bit that ends way too fast. She deserved a longer build up, more slow burn, more kissing and less straight to wank. They probably will not change it, which sucks, but whatever.

For a “vanilla” lover like me, this game actually stays mostly in that safe, soft, handjob-blowjob-titjob zone. No crazy shit, no monsters, nobody is getting bound or carved up or anything. Just a lot of teasing, a lot of heavy breathing, and a lot of you jerking off in empty rooms while thinking about which witch made you the hardest that day. It feels clumsy sometimes, like a fanfic draft with horny energy but not always perfect pacing. Some dialogue reads like it was pasted from Twitter, some scenes could use more time, and I kept getting annoyed that the text sometimes moves too fast to really enjoy the little expressions. But then Hermione blushes, Tonks smirks, Ginny bites her lip, Narcissa crosses her legs just so, and my whole “purist, I prefer soft romance” brain goes quiet because, yeah, I still clicked on every filthy option they gave me.

Middle-aged, bored, thinks he’s clever because he learned how to delete browser history on mobile. That’s your guy here. He’s got the comfy house, the quiet wife who’s more interested in TV than his dick, and a work schedule that never changes. Then some young girl turns up waving a piece of paper that basically screams “You fucked up years ago.” It doesn’t wait long with the teasing either. You’re in control of him, but honestly half the time it feels like you’re trying to steer a dick that already made all the decisions before the brain caught up. One scene you’re in the office pretending to work, next scene you’re with your side-piece giving her a sloppy blowjob in a parked car, phone buzzing with messages from your wife asking about dinner.

The cool thing is how it keeps the sex close to the everyday stuff. Like, you’re doing boring paperwork, the girl who might be your daughter texts something innocent, and your mind goes straight into the gutter on its own. There is this bit where you’re in the shower, jerking off quietly so the wife doesn’t hear, and the game cuts between water on tiles and these little animated flashes of the girls you’ve been messing with. Not just still pics, actual movement, hips grinding slow, lips around your cock, spit running down, that kind of cheap but effective stuff that hits harder than it should on a small phone screen. You can almost feel the towel getting cold while you decide if you answer your wife’s call or keep your hand going. Later there is a scene on the balcony where you’re supposed to just smoke and relax, but of course some girl shows up in clothes that might as well be legal trouble. She leans over the rail, he tries to keep it casual, and you can scroll through his shitty internal monologue while her tits bounce in this loop that looks like someone animated it at 3 in the morning after too much coffee. At some point she straight up reaches into his pants, and you get this messy handjob with cars passing below, tiny streaks of light while your cum hits her fingers. It’s not classy, but it’s honest. The cheating angle is treated like brushing your teeth: something he does because it’s there. You’ll go from lazy couch talk with the wife to having your cock sucked in a stairwell so fast you barely remember how you got there, and the game doesn’t bother justifying it. Half the choices feel like excuses you’d tell yourself in real life. “It’s just a little flirting.” Sure, until you’re balls deep in some girl you met by accident, trying not to say the wrong name while she rides you and your phone lights up on the floor. There is this one hotel room scene where he’s supposed to have a serious talk, but you know how that goes. Clothes forgotten on a chair, her on her knees, tongue on the shaft, slow strokes, his hands awkward because he’s still pretending this is about feelings. And somewhere under all that, there is the whole “birth certificate” thing hanging over his head, but it slides in and out of focus like a bad habit you keep ignoring. You get little moments where he’s alone on the bed, scrolling through messages, jerking off to some pic he swore he deleted, trying to convince himself he’s still a good guy while the game quietly laughs at him in the background.

City looks normal for like five seconds, then you zoom in and it is all fucked. Cops take bribes like it is a sport, dealers run the corners, and this girl is just trying to drag her ass to school, keep her grades barely alive, and make sure her little brother has dinner that is not just bread and cheap cheese. She is not some shy anime cloud, she walks with that “I will kick your balls through your spine” energy, but you can see she is tired. Not soft, just worn down. Then on one shit morning she cuts through the wrong alley, headphones half in, school bag sliding down her shoulder, and hears Jack’s voice. Jack, the kind of rich bastard whose sneakers cost more than her rent. She stumbles into a conversation about product, routes, and who needs to be “taken care of” and you just know this isn’t going to end with a polite apology and everybody going home.

He sends a goon to shut her up and the game just goes “nah”. You get control, and instead of the cliché crying and begging, she plants her foot in his ribs, slams him against the wall, and you can practically feel his air leave his lungs. It is messy, almost clumsy, but that is why it hits. She knows a bit of self-defense, enough to turn a street grab into a full-on humiliation. Then Jack shows up, amused, angry, curious, all at the same time. From there, things spiral. The city becomes this playground of dirty deals and filthy favors where every scene can tilt between “I’m in control” and “oh shit, I really am not”. She goes to school, sits in a boring lesson, teacher droning, and your mind is still stuck on the way Jack’s hand closed around her throat in that warehouse corridor, pinning her to the cold wall while he whispered that she just became his favorite problem. The game likes to stall like that: normal environment, horny brain.

She starts taking shady jobs because money is a joke. Cleaning some thug’s office after hours while security cameras watch her bend over. Helping out at a club where the dress code is “short skirt, no pride”. You get these stripping scenes that start as “earn quick cash” and turn into a grind of groping hands, bills shoved between her thighs, her trying to keep it together while some loser in the front row records everything on his phone. You click through options that feel wrong in a good way. Do you let the boss smack her ass in front of everyone for a bonus or keep that last little piece of dignity and go home broke. The virgin angle is not just a tag they slapped on; the first time she is alone in her cramped bathroom, fingers shaking, replaying Jack’s threats and the way her own body betrayed her, it feels awkward and messy. She locks the door, leans over the sink, touches herself like she is angry at the idea of wanting any of this, breathing hard so her family does not hear through the thin walls. And the blackmail hits later, when those “side jobs” get turned into leverage. Screenshots. Video files. “You like being the tough girl? Then strip for the camera and prove it.” There is some light bdsm stuff baked into it, but it is always wrapped in that city grime, not clean and shiny. Rope that leaves marks, hands that grip too tight, orders hissed into her ear while textbook pages still open on her desk. And there is this one tiny thing that annoyed me: her school shoes look slightly different between scenes and it keeps bugging my brain every time she walks into class after spending the night getting pushed against a car hood in an alley where the streetlight flickers like a dying eye. I keep waiting for the game to explain it. It never does.

A horny Harry Potter parody that actually leans into the weird stuff instead of pretending it’s just about “magic academy romance”. Here you’re poking around this twisted version of Hogwarts, and everything feels a bit off, like someone cast a spell that replaced the school rules with Pornhub search history. Hermione isn’t the book-nerd side character anymore, she’s basically the main toy and the story keeps throwing her into these situations where “ancient evil” really just means some smug bastard who figured out how to use mind control for sex. At first it looks like standard fanfic: dusty corridors, old portraits, secret rooms, some forbidden book with too many eyes on the cover. Then you’re making her kneel in front of that “forbidden book” and telling her to practice her oral skills while supposedly “studying”. And the worst part is how the game pretends this is all serious mythology, like yes, very tragic prophecy, anyway get her on the desk and fuck her brains out because ritual requires it. Sure.

What makes it fun is how it keeps twisting canon stuff into dirty scenes. You get cosplay vibes right away: Hermione in slightly off-brand school uniform, later in slutty “ritual robes” that barely cover her nipples, or in some half-assed monster girl form when the magic corruption starts kicking in and suddenly she has horns or a tail and still acts like homework is the real problem. One moment she’s this shy witch blushing about kissing a girl, next she’s tongue-deep in another witch’s pussy because “the spell only works with shared fluids”. It goes from romance-lite, holding hands in a hidden classroom, to full mind-controlled gangbang where her eyes are glazed and she’s riding twin brothers while some older milf professor pretends it’s “advanced practical exam”. The game really likes that switch from consent talk to “oops, the spell made her a perfect little slave, guess we have to use her now”. It’s dirty in that slightly uncomfortable way that still makes you click “continue” way too fast.

There’s this one scene that stuck with me and honestly it’s not even the nastiest one. You’re in some abandoned tower, candles everywhere, and Hermione is masturbating on the floor, muttering bits of Latin and Harry’s name in the same breath, like she can’t decide if she wants safety or corruption. You’re supposed to be this ancient power whispering inside her head, telling her to touch herself “for knowledge”, and every time you push her a little more she reacts, panties soaked, fingers inside, begging for more magic. Later you get proper penetration scenes, her bent over an old stone altar, getting filled while she chants spells that sound like they should protect her but clearly don’t. And yes, there’s lesbian stuff, group stuff, a milf teacher who pretends to resist then folds in two lines, some weird romance moments where they talk about feelings while covered in cum. Not everything hits perfectly, a couple of dialogues feel like they were written on a phone in a bus, and one monster girl encounter just kind of starts, happens, and never gets mentioned again. But the overall vibe is this messy, horny, slightly cursed fan project that understands why people actually search for “Hermione mind control” at three browser tabs deep, and doesn’t pretend to be anything else.