A brave group of companions stumbles into the depths of an old manor, lost amidst winding halls and secrets. Every crumbling wall seems to breathe stories soaked in darkness, hinting at ghostly presences haunting the estate's forgotten corners. Fueled by a relentless desire to expose what lies hidden, the group crafts a bold plan to break through the barriers guarding forbidden wings.

Legends point to the manor’s elusive west wing as the epicenter of supernatural activity, drawing the adventurers deeper into the unknown. Every key found and door unlocked tightens the grip of suspense, the darkness pressing in like a living thing.

Here, your choices carve paths through the haunted estate, blending adventure, RPG elements, and a creeping sense of dread. The manor’s supernatural aura mingles with intense, provocative encounters that push boundaries, inviting you to explore both fear and forbidden lust.

Let the dense woods surrounding the estate echo with secrets as you delve deeper into the intertwined mysteries of nature and spirit. Prepare for a crescendo of revelation and temptation, where the line between terror and pleasure blurs in thrilling ways.

Step into a world where mystery meets raw desire, and every heartbeat could be your last or the start of something dangerously sublime.

You’ve been the perfect scholar at Greenstone College, diligently doing your homework, steering clear of those endless drunken parties. This is your final year and... honestly, there’s little excitement worth remembering.

Can you keep playing the good student when deep down you crave more? It’s time to break from the mold and turn these last months into something unforgettable.

Picture crashing those secret parties everyone whispers about but few actually get invited to. You’ll make eyes with every hottie around while bending the rules that have kept you so boxed in until now.

But it isn’t just about the parties and flings - there’s more lurking beneath the polished surface of Greenstone. Old rumors and dusty legends hide within the shadows of the university’s history.

Get your hands dirty chasing down clues that could change everything. As you peel back layers of deception and intrigue, you’ll find yourself entangled in more than just forbidden romances and late-night thrills.

This last year is your chance to finally live a story worth telling. Throw yourself into chaos and passion with no regrets holding you back.

Are you ready to stop being the perfect student and start being the legend of Greenstone College? Start rewriting your story tonight - the campus won’t know what hit it.

Step out of the shadows and into a world dripping with scandal and thrill. The clock is ticking - what will you do with the final chapter of your university life?

Right from the start, this adult visual tale feels like a classic scenario - your character is a man dealing with the complicated dynamics of his stepmom and stepsister. Because they’re not blood relatives, the game dives into an array of provocative and boundary-pushing situations right under your roof.

Even though the risqué relationships steal the spotlight, an underlying enigma demands your attention: the real story about what became of your dad? It’s this dark thread that transforms the plot into something far more gripping and unusual.

Navigating through conversations and actions with your stepmom and stepsister gradually peels back the layers of their personalities and unveils provocative scenarios you won’t see coming. The game doesn’t shy away from intense, passionate scenes that blend emotional depth with unfiltered lust.

Behind the erotic escapades lies a haunting storyline about family secrets and betrayal that keeps you hooked.

Jump into this experience if you want a bold, explicit journey filled with forbidden pleasures and a dark, twisting story. In this tangled web of lust and mystery, only your choices will determine how deep down the rabbit hole you fall.

A soft rustle of leaves whispers through the air, blending with the distant crackle of flames and the sweet scent of wildflowers The subtle weight of the sealed box presses into your palm, its cold metal latch hinting at secrets long kept Once every twelve decades, the tranquil life here is violently disrupted by savage orcs who descend with merciless fury The tension in the village is palpable; whispers of the old prophecy stir unease, and preparation turns every heart restless The women you cherish look to you with hope and silent prayers, their trust a heavy but necessary burden His battle is over, but the enigma surrounding his demise and the box he entrusted to you lingers like a ghost in the night As the calendar aligns with the orcs’ return, the secret box awaits your touch, promising power and peril in equal measure Within the box may lie the answers to protect your village and loved ones or the means to harness your unique talents in unexpected ways Perhaps your journey will reveal new powers and untold secrets, challenging you to redefine what it means to be a hero As you navigate this intricate world of fantasy and danger, your decisions will unlock stories that blend desire and destiny Engage in an unforgettable adventure that balances erotic moments with deep storytelling and complex characters Challenge yourself to unravel mysteries, forge your legacy, and protect those you love in this unforgettable fantasy journey Discover a world where your choices matter, your desires awaken, and every moment pulses with excitement and intrigue Embrace the sensory richness and emotional depth of a game that invites you to live, love, and fight in a world on the brink of chaos The choice is yours: become the savior your village needs or watch as darkness consumes all you hold dear Let the story unfold and your legend grow as you navigate the trials and passions of “The Fate of Irnia”

Meet Hans, the main character of our tale. Hans, his wife Marin, and their daughter Elizabeth have just moved into a new home. Though the house is new to them, its walls hold stories far older – it’s haunted! Hans is a skeptic when it comes to ghosts, but that disbelief won’t last long once he encounters the house’s unusual resident. However, this ghost’s friendliness is far from innocent like Casper’s.

From the instant they cross the threshold, eerie events start unfolding. Unseen hands tug at curtains, faint voices murmur in the dark, and fleeting shapes flicker at the edge of vision. Marin holds it together for their daughter Elizabeth, though the unsettling vibe gnaws at her nerves.

Driven by doubt, Hans embarks on a mission to uncover the truth behind the hauntings. He soon learns the ghost isn’t just a typical specter; it’s playful, daring, and disturbingly close. More than a mere haunting, the spirit invades their reality, twisting normal life into a provocative nightmare.

When Hans faces this spectral entity, terror mixes with a strange allure. Its approach is anything but gentle, pushing Hans into situations that are both thrilling and unsettling. Meanwhile, Marin and Elizabeth witness the unsettling transformation as Hans gets pulled deeper into the ghost’s web.

Can Hans resist the ghost’s tempting grasp, or will he fall under its spell forever? Step into this provocative story where the supernatural meets raw desire, and secrets hide in every corner. Start playing and find out if you can withstand the ghost’s powerful pull or succumb to its wicked games.

Dark Neighborhood feels like someone mashed together a horny voyeur diary and a cult horror zine they found in a basement, then forgot to proofread, and I mean that in a nice way and also not nice way. The whole thing orbits this hungry god-thing that gets off on watching humans fuck, and the game never even pretends it’s classy. You’re basically dragged into his obsession as he lurks around this quiet little neighborhood that is absolutely not quiet at all. Doors look normal, windows look normal, but once you start clicking, every house hides some filthy little ritual in progress. One scene you’re peeking at the neighbour’s “innocent” afternoon visit that turns into her pinning a guy to the couch with those big soft tits bouncing in his face, next scene you’re with a tired-looking MILF in a bathrobe who clearly gave up on normal life and is just using her son’s friend as a stress toy. The god just watches. You watch. It’s like Pornhub, if Pornhub had a narrator from an old horror book mumbling in the ceiling.

What I liked is how the game never fully decides if you’re supposed to be horny or unsettled. One CG you’re staring at this voluptuous neighbour being railed from behind on the kitchen counter, her breasts smashed against the cold surface, her face pushed into the reflection on the glossy tiles, and the next second the text reminds you that something invisible is floating above, drooling, feeding on their lust like a parasite. You see her eyes roll back from pleasure, but you also know she’s basically a meat candle for some cosmic pervert. It’s hot and really not hot at the same time. I had to pause and go browse Twitter like a normie just to reset my brain. The pacing is weird too. Sometimes you get long teasing scenes with drawn-out conversations, a married neighbour talking about how she “never does this” while her huge boobs are already slipping out of her top, and other times the story just jumps: two lines of dialog, then suddenly she’s riding cock on a squeaky bed, tits slapping against her chest, the god practically moaning in the text box. The thriller angle leaks in around the edges: tiny hints that the residents slowly feel watched, little remarks about shadows that stay too long in the corner of the screen, reflections in glass that don’t match the people fucking in the room. Then the game forgets it wanted to be scary and just zooms in on cum dripping down cleavage.

I keep thinking about one early scene with the “nice” neighbour mom. She’s the classic big-breasted type, soft belly, warm smile, the kind of woman that would bring you cookies in a normal story. Here she basically brings you her body. She’s in this tight top that can barely hold those massive boobs, and the text describes how the fabric digs into her skin, leaving red marks. You sit there reading her pretend to be shy while the CG clearly shows her nipples poking through, and in the background there is this faint description about how the deity savors the heat of her embarrassment, how every drop of her arousal is like a prayer. Later, when she’s on all fours, hair messy, sweat shining between her breasts, the god is practically worshipping her from the ceiling, treating her like some living altar. It’s so blasphemous it loops back to funny. I wish the UI text didn’t keep popping slightly off-center during some transitions, it annoyed the hell out of me once I noticed it, and then I could not unsee it. But anyway, the mix of mystery and filth works in a very wrong way. The neighborhood feels like a maze of little porn scenes stitched together by this invisible pervert deity, and you’re sort of its apprentice, clicking your way through people’s lives while pretending you’re investigating some cosmic horror. My advice: play when you’re already a bit horny, keep one hand free for the mouse, and let the game rot your sense of shame while the god fills up on every moan echoing through those thin suburban walls.

This Scooby-Doo parody hits different when you realize they actually made Fred watch from the corner. The gang's got this new guy who's basically speedrunning corruption routes faster than you can say "jinkies," and honestly? The outfits are what got me first - Velma's sweater gets progressively tighter each scene until it's basically painted on, while Daphne's whole wardrobe screams "I'm definitely not the innocent one anymore." But then the writing kicks in and suddenly you're watching Fred get absolutely demolished emotionally while this newcomer just... takes over everything. The animation style works surprisingly well for what they're going for, though I kept getting distracted by how Velma's glasses somehow stay perfectly positioned during the most ridiculous situations. Like, physics much?

The sandbox elements let you corrupt at your own pace, which sounds great until you realize there's actually optimal paths and you've been doing everything wrong for hours. Mystery-solving takes a backseat to mystery-creating, if you catch my drift. Daphne's scenes escalate way faster than Velma's, but that might just be because redheads are apparently easier targets in this universe. The group dynamics get wild when everyone's involved - there's this one sequence where the van is literally rocking and Fred's just standing outside looking confused. Poor guy never saw it coming. The dialogue tries too hard to be funny sometimes, throwing in "zoinks" every other sentence like we forgot what show this is parodying. But when the corruption really kicks in and the girls start suggesting their own "investigations," the writing actually gets pretty clever about subverting expectations.

What really sells it though is how they handle the trainer aspects - you're not just clicking through scenes, you're actively choosing who gets corrupted how and watching the ripple effects. The netorare elements aren't subtle at all, which honestly works better than trying to be coy about it. Fred's reactions range from oblivious to devastated, and watching that progression while Velma discovers she likes being watched is genuinely hot. Just don't expect any mystery-solving by the end.

Bolsdip sounds like the kind of town where nothing happens, but then you walk around for five minutes and suddenly you are watching your hot neighbor masturbate through a half open curtain and pretending this is “part of the investigation”. You play this young detective who comes back home carrying big city attitude, small town trauma, and a dick that keeps voting against professional ethics. On the surface it is this classic mystery thing: weird disappearances, rumors about supernatural shit, people keeping secrets. But the game quietly keeps shifting everything into sex. Every clue, every locked door, every awkward chat in the college hallway somehow slides toward blackmail, seduction, or some fucked up mix of both where you are not sure if you are saving them or corrupting them further. It feels less like solving cases and more like peeling clothes off reality, one layer at a time.

The way it plays is relaxed and a bit messy in a good way. You click around town, poke at objects, wait for certain times of day, and different scenes unlock depending on what you already screwed up or screwed. One run I spent ages orbiting the local professor, this classy-looking woman who talks like she teaches ethics but dresses like she cosplays her own students’ fantasies. Conversation with her starts academic, about motives and perception and all that, then suddenly she is pressing you against her office desk, whispering about “research” while her hand slides down your pants. It’s not just “sex scene, reward, next”. She keeps referencing previous choices, teasing you for hesitating when she first offered to “help you relax”, and if you push back she flips into this cool femdom mode, sitting on her chair and making you kneel between her legs while she explains moral philosophy like it’s foreplay. I wish the transitions between normal talk and horny talk were less abrupt sometimes, but at the same time that abruptness kind of feels right, like how real desire cuts into small talk without asking.

Next door is the milf who looks way too perfect for this shitty little town. She bakes, she smiles, she leans over in yoga pants in a way that absolutely counts as exhibitionism. She acts all caring, nostalgic about when you were younger, but the camera angle really cares only about her tits and her ass. You end up in these situations where you “help” her carry boxes, fix some minor thing in her house, and the reward rapidly goes from a hug to her guiding your head between her legs on the living room couch while some boring TV show is on in the background. There is this one scene where she pretends to be half asleep on the sofa and you are standing there, watching her nipples harden under the shirt, and the game lets you choose whether to be a good guy or quietly slide your hand under the fabric. It feels dirty in a very aware way, like the game is staring right into that part of your brain that always wonders what you would really do if nobody judged you. And then, when you think you have the pattern, the game throws that hidden baocat thing at you, so suddenly you are clicking around locations looking for a ridiculous little mascot that unlocks some extra lewd toy or secret animation. It is silly, breaks the mood, makes you grin, and somehow also makes the next blowjob scene feel more earned, because you hunted a stupid cat for it. The whole thing ends up like a horny detective diary: a slow burn of mysteries, voyeur moments, guilt-flavored orgasms, and the constant sense that Bolsdip itself is getting wetter and weirder the deeper you push.