Guy in this game is fucked up in the head from the start, which I kinda loved. He is not some shiny hero, he is a widower who is just… empty, scrolling through life like I scroll TikTok when I should work. House feels cold, family feels like strangers, and he is trying to be “good man” while his brain is full of porn memories from his teenage days. Then this old friend from the past pops back into his world, like that one horny guy in every school chat, and suddenly the main character remembers how his real talent was always fucking and cheating and doing stupid horny shit behind closed doors. Story goes from depressing to filthy in such a casual way that it felt weirdly real to me. One moment he is making breakfast for the kids, next moment he is imagining bending someone over the counter and filling her up like nothing else in the world matters.

The sex here is not soft, it’s messy and selfish and honest. You get those scenes where he is eating pussy like he is starving, sucking tits like he hasn’t seen a woman in years, then just rams himself inside and you know from the writing that he is not thinking about romance at all, just about that tight wet hole around his cock. There are scenes where he goes raw and doesn’t even try to pull out, just shoots deep and watches the cum drip out, and the game doesn’t pretend it is “accident”. He wants that. You want that. I liked how the story plays with cheating too. He keeps telling himself “I’m doing this for my family” and two clicks later he is balls deep in someone he absolutely should not touch, promising it is the last time while pounding her harder. There is this one scene where he has a milf bent over the sofa, big tits pressed into the cushions, while his head is full of guilt and his dick is full of her. He is trying to be gentle but then she pushes back on him and suddenly it goes from slow to animal, with him slapping her ass and stuffing her ass and pussy in the same playthrough like some kind of pervert speedrun. That part stuck with me, also because the cushion color looked horrible and distracted me every time and I kept expecting some option to change it, which never happens and kinda pissed me off more than it should.

What I liked most is how the choices actually feel like those old “choose your own adventure” books if they were written by a drunk porn addict. You pick if he resists or gives in, but even the “good” options feel dirty sometimes. There is a route where you try to stay loyal and still end up with a mouth around your cock because you were “just comforting her” and suddenly her lips are sliding up and down, drool running, his hand tangled in her hair, and the game is like, welp, too late now. Some scenes with the family get really close to that incest line and then hop over it like it’s a joke, and the writing doesn’t slow down to apologize. If that stuff turns you on, it hits pretty hard, especially when you already know the guy is broken and clinging to pleasure like it’s the only real thing left. But yeah, sometimes the pacing is random as hell: you go from emotional talk about loss to “open your mouth, I wanna cum on your tongue” in like two dialogue boxes, which is kinda hot and kinda stupid at same time. Still, I kept clicking, because each path feels like you’re watching this man slide deeper into a life where every woman with big tits is a target and every bit of self-control is just foreplay.

This one hits like a horny Celtic fever dream where your playlist suddenly jumps from chill lo-fi to filthy club track with heavy bass and no one knows who touched the volume. You play this immortal warrior guy who basically keeps falling into trouble with every kind of dangerous woman: proud redhead warriors who look like they could break your neck and ride your dick in the same motion, druids with glowing eyes and way too much influence over your brain, smug queens who clearly use their tits as a political tool, that kind of vibe. It starts almost noble, like you think you’re the good guy in some old legend, but after a few choices you’re already grabbing a fistful of ass in a torchlit hall and pretending it’s all part of the strategy. It feels a bit like shuffling Spotify from “epic battle music” to “sex playlist” and then never going back.

What I liked is how it doesn’t treat you like some clueless virgin, even when the game is actually about turning pure girls into not-so-pure little worshipers of your cock. You get these quiet scenes where you’re talking to a proud female warrior about honor and battle scars, then suddenly your hand is under her leather armor, she’s breathing hard, and you’re deciding if you tease her with a slow handjob or shove her to her knees and make her taste you. Sometimes the camera lingers on her lips wrapped around you with just enough movement to feel alive but not like some overproduced porn. Other times it cuts right after the creampie and you’re like hey, let me enjoy the mess a second longer, alright? There’s also this thing where your “heroic” path and your “corrupt the whole fucking pantheon” path keep mixing. One moment you’re saving a village. Next moment you’re mindfucking their druid priestess and using her as a toy in a group scene while she chants in some old tongue and still somehow finds time to swallow. I love that energy. I also hate that some of the scenes tease you with perfect set-up for proper throat abuse or rough titfuck and then just jump back to plot like the writer suddenly remembered lore is a thing. But then you get this surprisingly soft masturbation scene with a so-called untouchable milf queen, sitting by a window, touching herself while remembering how you pinned her against a stone wall and filled her, and it hits like a slow, dirty track at the end of the night. You kind of forget you were supposed to be a hero at all and just start thinking which kingdom you want to fuck into obedience next.

You wake up broke, pissed off at life, no future, no pride, just this huge hole in your chest where your old world used to be. And instead of a therapist or some motivational TED talk, you get a hot, cocky voice living rent free inside your skull. She sounds like the kind of woman who would ruin you at a bar and then sit on your face as a “sorry.” She keeps teasing you, telling you she can fix everything, drag you from total loser to guy who has a bed full of greedy hips and heavy tits and girls who actually beg you to cum inside. Not in a “maybe someday” way. In a “shut up and trust me, you’ll knock them all up if you listen” way. It feels like the game really wants you to lean into being selfish, horny and kind of broken, and it doesn’t judge you for it. She pushes you toward the MILF who hides her loneliness behind a fake calm smile, the younger girls who pretend they don’t want you but watch your hands a bit too long, the one with the ass that jiggles like it’s got its own gravity. Every conversation is this mix of teasing and filth, and it always feels like you’re two choices away from someone moaning your name into a pillow.

The sex is not shy at all. When the clothes finally come off, the camera loves big asses and big tits like a religion. The girls move, they gasp, they ride, they swallow, and the game lets you see their bodies from angles that feel almost too intimate, like you shouldn’t be allowed to stare this long. Pussy gets stuffed, throats get used, cum drips, bellies swell. Pregnancy is not just a random checkbox in a menu, it becomes part of the fantasy. You finish raw, there is that beat of “fuck, what did I do,” and then the game doubles down and makes you enjoy the idea that you just planted your seed in her. There is a lot of family-heat too, that forbidden, brain-melting incest vibe that makes you feel dirty and turned on at the same time, like watching something you absolutely should not. The harem angle is strong: girls orbit around you, they want you, fight for your attention, get jealous, share you anyway. And even while the story keeps pretending it’s about fixing your life and emotions and trauma and all that, it always ends up circling back to you with a handful of soft hair in your fist, a body bouncing on your cock, a mouth around you, or a woman pressed under you whispering “inside” while the voice in your head just laughs and tells you to give her everything.

Anno is that kind of nerd wizard who looks like he should be staying in the tower reading scrolls, but instead he keeps tripping into the filthiest situations possible and somehow it feels… believable? You start like a proper fantasy court mage, serious prophecy, city to protect, all that epic stuff, and five minutes later you are making really bad choices in a dungeon because a monster girl with ridiculous tits is promising “just a tiny reward” if you let her sit on your face. The tone is funny in a stupid way, like horny DnD group that lost control of the session, but it still plays like a normal turn based RPG, not some click-on-the-flashlight porn thing. You’re checking stats and gear and then, oops, your “strategy” ends with you pinned to the wall getting used like a toy while she laughs at you. High culture.

The corruption feeling is good, because at the beginning Anno is more like “I must study this creature for magical research” and by the time you grind a bit, he is basically a walking hard-on with a spellbook. The game is really into humiliating him in that fun way where he technically wins the fight, but the “reward” scene still has him on his knees, getting jerked off or sucked dry while he moans like some brainwashed virgin who never saw tits before. Which is funny because half of the girls are total MILF energy with huge asses that bounce way more than gravity should allow. There is a lot of oral, a lot of grabbing his crotch in dialogue, some group scenes where he is just drowning in slime and semen and tentacles and you just watch the animation and think, ok, that’s too much, play it again. There is mind control too, that “oops your resistance failed, now you’re her obedient little slave” vibe, and it really goes in on that ahegao, drooling, eyes-rolled-back thing when he gets stuffed from more than one side. Sometimes combat feels like foreplay that lasts too long, I wanted the scene already, but then one enemy suddenly wiped me because I was horny and didn’t heal and I got actually mad at myself, like, bro, at least drink a potion before you go chase the next creampie CG.

I like how the dungeon itself works almost like a horny safari. You just wander around, poke suspicious walls, and the game goes “nice trap, now three monster girls want to share you” and suddenly you’re in animated group sex with cum flying everywhere. There’s this one moment where a cute “innocent” girl wants to “study human anatomy” and ends up straddling him and grinding until she gets him to cum inside, then makes some casual pregnancy comment like it’s no big deal, and the scene just keeps looping with her riding and his face completely gone, and that stuck with me more than the bigger, flashier scenes. I wish outfits changed more, like, as a cosplayer I am crying a bit, because some of these designs are perfect to build in real life and then the game keeps one angle only and my brain is screaming “turn around, I need to see the back straps.” The humor is stupid in a good way, but sometimes it leans a little too meme-y for me, and then the next scene is just raw, messy bukkake on a monster girl who looks way too proud to be painted white. The sandbox feeling is nice, you wander, poke, get groped, accidentally trigger handjobs in places that should be safe, like it’s casual sexual harassment world and the MC is the only one who thinks it’s weird. And then at some point you stop thinking it’s weird too. Not sure that’s a good thing. Or maybe it is. I’m still “testing.”

Game feels like someone spliced a trashy late night softcore channel with a horny podcast, then gave the mic to this smug narrator who just refuses to shut up while everyone’s life is melting into tits, ass and glitter brain. In a good way. Mostly. You bounce between different characters, some guys, some girls, and it’s always that same voice dropping in like “oh hey, your aunt is about to grow three cup sizes and forget what algebra is, let me explain that in way too much detail.” I’m usually here just for sound stuff, yeah, but this one made me read way more than I wanted because I kept waiting for the next “what the fuck” moment. And it comes. And then boobs come. And then someone’s IQ probably leaves through the window.

The sex itself is dirty, not “cute”. You’ll go from a slow, sticky blowjob scene where you actually hear that wet click when her lips pop off the tip, to her moaning like her brain’s rebooting while he pushes into her ass for the first time. Sucking and gasping and those little half-choked laughs, like she’s embarrassed how much she likes it. The sound layering around throat-fucking is surprisingly good: spit strings, a tiny gag, then that greedy slurp when she doesn’t want to stop. In one scene the “good girl” daughter is trying to keep her voice down while her “uncle” is burying his face between her legs and she keeps letting out this broken “uh-huh… uh-huh…” and you can almost hear the bed frame complain. At the same time the game’s trying to be funny, like the narrator dropping stupid jokes while someone’s mom is getting stuffed by two guys at once. Half the time I rolled my eyes, half the time I snorted and replayed the audio because her moans cut right through his dumb pun. There’s a voyeur bit where you’re peeking through a door crack while a thick milf rides a younger guy, and her ass just slaps down in this heavy rhythmic clap, mixed with her squeaky giggles and his low growl in her ear. That scene honestly sounds like someone recorded it in a cheap motel with paper walls. In a nice, rotten way.

What really works is how the transformation stuff is not just “oh boobs bigger now”, it’s like you can hear it corrupt them. One character starts talking normal, then slowly her voice gets lighter and almost sugary, and the more she gets fucked, the more she slips, repeating simple words, giggling at nothing, moaning louder for no reason. It’s hot and a bit sad and then hot again. In one story the serious office woman ends up on her knees in the bathroom, sucking her boss while her tits are swelling under her blouse and you literally hear buttons ping off somewhere. Her moans go from tight and annoyed to this breathy, openly slutty whine when he starts fucking her pussy from behind. The incest angle is not shy at all: there’s a “big sister helping her little brother relax” thing and she starts with awkward jokes, then you hear the moment she pushes his cock between her tits and just kind of gives up and starts moaning his name like a porn star. The interracial scenes hit harder in audio too, like when a pale bimbo housewife is taking a thick guy from the neighborhood and every time he bottoms out she gasps like he knocked a thought out of her head. Then the game throws a lesbian bit out of nowhere, two transformed girls giggling like high schoolers, licking each other and commenting on whose nipples got bigger, and I swear one of them forgets mid-lick what she wanted to say and just moans into the other girl’s clit. It’s messy, horny, weirdly funny, a little mean, and it absolutely doesn’t know when to stop. Which is kind of perfect for this type of filth.

Kid with fresh trauma, dead parents, and a brain full of horny daydreams gets invited to live with his own fantasy: the hot teacher with the perfect ass who always leans over the desk just a bit too far. On paper it sounds like a pity offer, right? “Stay with my family until things get better.” In reality it’s more like dropping him into a jungle of polite smiles, fake kindness and a milf who knows damn well every boy in class stares at her tits. He hesitates, because her son is that asshole from school who steals lunch money and calls everyone loser. But she looks at him with those soft eyes, that tight blouse, and suddenly sleeping under the same roof as the bully’s mom feels like a sin that’s worth burning for. Of course he says yes. Hormones are stronger than common sense.

The house is not normal. You notice it first in the little things. The way the “big brother” talks on the phone like he’s ordering a beating instead of pizza. The quiet guys in suits who show up, bow, and pretend they’re just business partners. The way the teacher, this kind of warm, patient woman at school, turns cold and sharp in the kitchen when she’s whispering about “problems that must vanish.” It’s a yakuza nest with homework on the table and a mom who cooks curry while wearing a skirt that barely hides her thick hips. While the son acts like he owns the world, the new boy starts sliding under his shadow, sneaking glances at his mom’s curves, her heavy breasts bouncing when she walks from the bathroom in a towel, the outline of her pussy barely covered, like she’s forgotten someone else lives there now. Or maybe she didn’t forget at all. Hard to say.

At school, the drama looks like a stupid romance anime at first. Teasing in the hallway, cheap jokes, girls whispering that the new boy is “so tragic, poor thing” while staring at his crotch when they think he doesn’t notice. There’s this weird humor in how people flirt with him. One classmate acts innocent, then asks very detailed questions about what he thinks of older women, then pretends it was a joke. Another girl “accidentally” falls on his lap in the library and he ends up with her ass pressed on his dick while she giggles, way too happy. But the real mindfuck happens back home, late, when the door is slightly open and the teacher is in her bedroom, touching herself while watching some shitty romance movie on her tablet, her moans soft at first, then deeper, and he just stands there, hard as rock, listening. Later she pretends nothing happened, serving breakfast like normal, but her hand lingers too long when she passes him the jam. One evening she helps him study and somehow her cleavage is almost in his face, her perfume sweet and thick in his lungs, and he finally snaps, kisses her, expecting a slap. Instead she kisses back, slow, hungry, like she’s been waiting, her tongue teasing, her lips wet. Clothes go missing. Her big tits are in his hands, heavy and warm, nipples hard, and he ends up buried inside her on the sofa, her moans low so the rest of the house doesn’t hear, her body pushing back into every deep thrust. She rides him later, straddling him in the dark, whispering “don’t cum yet” then pulling him in deeper until he fills her, creampie after creampie, while she clenches around him like she owns his soul. Around all that, the yakuza tension keeps rising, jealousy grows, and more women start circling him like he’s fresh meat in a bloody family war, but he still keeps sneaking into her room like an addict who only needs one drug: the bully’s mom, spread on her bed, legs open, ready for another round.

Subject 9 feels like somebody smashed a family vacation movie and a very horny biology experiment together, then forgot to add any shame. You’re this early twenties dude stuck in a mountain cabin for three weeks, “relaxing” with your relatives before your great aunt’s birthday, and it takes about five minutes before you realise this is less Hallmark, more Pornhub search history with a plot. The cabin feels small in a good way, like a pressure cooker. Every room is basically a trap for bad decisions. Morning coffee in the kitchen? Someone walks in with a shirt that clearly lost the war against her tits. Late night in the living room? Yoga pants so tight you can basically read the stitching with your dick. You wander around, talk, poke at choices, and suddenly a harmless “check on her” turns into you pressed against a door, her whispering in your ear, and you trying not to blow your load before the camera even zooms in properly.

What hits first is how thick everyone is. Not “oh she’s curvy” but “God was bored and overfilled every slider”. Huge tits, big soft asses that jiggle when they walk to the fridge, the whole family looking like they escaped from the “do not open at work” folder. You get these slow, teasing scenes where a character leans over the sink, top riding up, the curve of her ass just staring right at you. It’s not subtle. At all. There’s this one shower scene where the steam is still hanging in the air and you catch her drying herself, towel sliding down way too slow. She notices you, smirks, and instead of freaking out, turns her back, spreads her feet slightly and really takes her time. That moment right there, with the water still dripping off her nipples and you stuck between “leave like a good boy” and “stay and watch”, that’s when the game shows its teeth. And then later, you start noticing how often people touch him, how hugs linger, how “we’re family” keeps getting thrown around in a tone that is absolutely not family safe. It’s wrong in that way where your brain says “no” and everything south is just clapping.

The wild part is how lowkey the lesbian stuff sneaks in. It doesn’t scream “hey this is girl on girl now”, it just happens. Two of the women chilling in a bedroom, wine glasses on the nightstand, soft music, gossiping about the guys being idiots. You walk past and hear a moan that definitely isn’t from a funny TikTok. Door cracked open, you get a peek: one of them on the bed, shirt pulled up, the other between her thighs, hair all over the place, hand gripping that thick ass like it’s the last thing on earth. You’re stuck in the hallway, hand on the mouse, trying to decide if you barge in or watch from the shadows like complete trash. The best bit is how the game lets your choices twist the vibe. Be a passive little creep? You get more voyeur shit. Start pushing boundaries? People start pushing back in their own fucked up horny ways. Sometimes the pacing crawls, especially early on when you’re just doing cabin chores and flirting that goes nowhere, but when a scene finally snaps, it really snaps. Titfucking on a couch that was supposed to be for “family movie night”, hips grinding in slow motion, heavy breathing right in your ear, her hand guiding you exactly where she wants. It’s messy, it’s dirty, and half the time you’ll click a line of dialogue that sounds normal and suddenly you’re balls deep in a situation no therapist could fix. Honestly the only thing that annoyed me is how often doors magically stay unlocked when it’s convenient and locked when you’re actually trying to be a perv, but that’s just cabin life, I guess.

Whole thing starts with you thinking this is just another horny space VN with a hot older woman and some fake tension, then suddenly you realize you actually care if this milf is mad at you or not while you’re also lowkey trying to see her naked. You’re the "bad influence gamer kid" stuck on an empty alien ship with your best friend’s mom, Elena, who has huge tits, a perfect ass, and that permanent "I am disappointed in you" face that somehow just makes you harder. She’s blaming you for everything, talks to you like you’re a dumb kid, but she’s also trapped with you, in corridors that feel way too quiet, with weird alien tech humming in the background. And every time you pick a choice you feel like you’re poking a sleeping lioness, like, am I gonna get a cold glare or am I gonna get her breathing a bit heavier and pretending she isn’t turned on.

What I liked most is how the horny stuff doesn’t drop on you instantly. You have those moments where she’s pacing in the control room in this tight outfit that is absolutely not regulation, arguing about power, oxygen, food, and you’re half paying attention because the camera angle is just locked on her curves and you’re like "ok, sure, survival, but ma’am, your tits are actually in my face right now." At one point you find this alien artifact, very glowy, very "I probably shouldn’t touch that" and of course you touch it. After that, things start to get weird in the good way. She leans over a console to look at some alien script and suddenly you feel this pull, like the artifact is nudging you to imagine her on her knees. You pick the teasing dialogue option, she snaps at you, but you can see the tiny blush in her cheeks, and then she turns away, ass swaying just a little too much to be an accident. Or maybe I imagined it. No idea. Don’t care.

The actual sex stuff, when it starts happening, doesn’t feel like some random porn scene slapped in. You remember that moment in the dark engine bay, when she’s shaking a bit, trying to act tough, and you choose to calm her down instead of making a joke. That choice echoes later when she’s the one slowly unzipping your suit in the captain’s cabin, eyes locked on yours, muttering something about "needing human contact" with zero irony. Oral scenes hit harder because she still has that older-woman authority vibe even when she’s on her knees, like she’s in control of how desperate you get. The teasing is brutal in a good way; she’ll pull back, wipe the spit, give you that smug look like "you wanted this, didn’t you?" and you just sit there like a clown clicking through dialogue. Sometimes the pacing makes no sense, like one minute we’re talking serious alien technology and possible mind control, next minute her boobs are basically a physics experiment on my screen, but honestly that chaos kinda fits. There’s a tiny UI sound on one of the choice menus that drove me nuts and I’ll complain about it forever, but I still kept mashing through for the next scene where Elena pretends this is all about survival while she’s clearly enjoying having you wrapped around her finger in every possible way.

You wake up in a world that finally stopped killing itself with wars, and somehow it feels even weirder. No epic quest, no demon lord to stab, just this quiet, awkward peace and a hometown where people are falling into this slow, horny coma called Blissful Sleep. They look peaceful, but something is very wrong, and of course your own sister is hit by it, so you drag your ass back home. Daytime is all about pretending to be a normal adventurer who totally doesn’t get turned on by half the people in town. You plan routes, buy gear, manage your team like some horny version of a strategy RPG, but every little choice is secretly about who you want closer, who you tease, who you push into your orbit. There’s a priestess who talks about purity and then accidentally brushes your thigh a bit too long, a strict milf who pretends she’s only here to keep order but blushes like crazy when you actually flirt, and a monster girl with way too many sharp teeth who still somehow feels like the safest one to fall asleep next to. Text boxes look harmless until suddenly someone is on their knees and you’re trying to pretend you didn’t just click through a blowjob scene in two seconds by mistake because your hand slipped.

Night comes and the real shit starts. You drop into the dream world, and that place doesn’t care about your morals at all. It’s turn based, it’s dice, it’s numbers on the screen, but the fights feel dirty in a good way. Succubi taunt you mid combat, offering buffs if you “relax your guard” and let them sit on your face between turns. There’s this futa knight who shows up like some recurring miniboss, towering over you, cock already half hard, offering you a “truce” where she pins you down and uses your body as tribute. Lose to her too many times and you kinda stop being sure who’s dominating who, because yeah she’s the one fucking you, but you’re the one choosing to lean into it every time. The game lets you tongue-first your way through monster girls, slide into warm dream pussies, fill them until their bellies twitch, then throws you back into the daytime like nothing happened. Religion shows up twisted inside the dreams, holy symbols glowing while a pious girl wraps her tits around your shaft, whispering prayers while she milks you for another creampie in the name of “salvation”. You’re supposed to be solving the curse, finding the core of the Blissful Sleep, but some runs you just wander from event to event, pushing lust values, half-accidentally turning a kind woman into someone who begs strangers for cock in her dreams because you kept choosing the slightly more pervy option whenever it popped up. And somewhere in there, between a teasing handjob in the camp tent and a brutal futa-on-hero pegging session after a bad roll, you realize you’re not just exploring the dream world. It’s exploring you back.

Whole world gone to shit, cities eaten by zombies, and what you get is not some heroic soldier fantasy, but a fucked up little family bunker where everyone is too close, too horny, and way too bored. The game throws you in as the male MC, stuck with your “relatives” in a half-ruined safehouse, watching the world rot from the windows while you juggle food, ammo, and the fact that every woman under that roof keeps walking around in underwear like it’s a normal thing. It starts kind of slow, like a messy point and click management sim: you check supplies, patch walls, send people out to scavenge. At first it feels almost normal, like one of those survival browser games you’d run in a second tab while pretending to work on Slack. Then it begins to twist. The longer you play, the more you notice how often the camera lingers on curves, on that milf’s big ass squeezed into tight shorts when she climbs a ladder, or how your “sister” stretches on the couch while the radio talks about the end of humanity. The horror part is not just zombies scratching at the door, it’s the fact that you start to like the tension.

What really got me hooked is how the corruption doesn’t slam into your face from the first click. It drips. You choose who goes on patrol with you, who showers when, who sleeps where. Little “innocent” choices, yeah? Until one night you peek through a cracked door and she’s masturbating in the dark, trying to be quiet so nobody wakes up, and you get a voyeur scene that actually feels earned. Another run, you push more, tease more, and you end up “accidentally” groping her in a cramped storage room when you both reach for the same box. Suddenly her shirt rides up, your hand stays on her big tits a second too long, and the game just lets that silence breathe. You know that porn game moment when you click once and everything jumps from 0 to full gangbang? This is not that. Here you grind affection, trust, and straight up manipulation like XP. You decide if you want to be protective or a sneaky bastard, if you share rations as reward for oral sex, if you let her go outside wearing almost nothing, turning scavenging runs into walking exhibitionism while zombies groan in the background. There is group sex if you push the corruption hard enough, and some nasty netorare edges too, where you can watch someone else touch “your” woman, and the game just sits with that feeling instead of trying to comfort you. Half the time I was aroused, half the time I was uncomfortable, and weirdly, that’s why it works. It’s rough, a bit clunky, UI looks like it escaped from a porn site in 2012, and I still kept a tab open in Chrome all week, min-maxing food and morality while the family slowly forgot what real society was and started using each other to stay sane. Or insane. Whatever. Just remember: in this wasteland, survival is numbers, sex is a resource, and privacy is completely dead.