If you've ever found yourself fantasizing about having a succubus by your side, especially when things get steamy, you're not alone. That wild fantasy of a succubus aiding your pleasure is no longer just a dream. Welcome to the world of Interspecies Customers, where such fantasies come alive.

This game throws you right into the thick of a group of daring adventurers who explore a variety of brothels and exotic establishments catering to multiple species. Each location is a playground filled with lust, temptation, and raw desire, where succubi aren’t just mythical temptresses but powerful allies in pleasure.

The succubi you encounter here are anything but typical. They’re not just there to tease; they actively engage, guide, and amplify every sensual moment. With their hypnotic charm and insatiable hunger, they make sure every interaction leaves you breathless and craving more.

Interspecies Customers isn’t just about watching; it’s about diving headfirst into this provocative world. The narrative pulls you into the lives of these adventurers, their escapades, and the intoxicating mix of pleasure and danger they face.

So, if you’re ready to throw caution to the wind and lose yourself in a realm where succubi aren’t just fantasies but your fiercest allies in pleasure, Interspecies Customers is waiting for you. Dive in, explore, and let these otherworldly seductresses show you just how wild your fantasies can get.

Hinata fans, this one hits that very specific itch where you just want to treat her like a shy doll and a total cum dump at the same time. The whole thing feels like someone took all those “what if I could actually control her in my browser, not just in fanart” thoughts and turned it into a toy. You’re basically stuck in a room with her, nothing fancy, and the fun is in poking around and seeing how far her sweet little face and those ridiculous boobs will go. First time I loaded it on Chrome, I just sat there like an idiot, changing her expression from timid to horny to kind of bratty, watching how it totally changes the vibe when you start fucking her. That moment when she’s in cute lingerie, eyes half-closed, blush maxed out, and you’re slamming into her while her tits bounce… yeah, that’s the part my brain goes “save this in mental folder forever.”

The customization is simple, but it scratches that collector brain. Different accessories, some lingerie sets that actually look like someone jerked off to real cosplay pics first, skin tones that let you play around with interracial fantasy without the game trying to say anything deep. It’s just “what if Hinata, but like this?” over and over. I spent a stupid amount of time putting her in the softest, most innocent-looking bra, then going full rough with the minigame controls, like “oops, this pure ninja waifu is now a cock sleeve.” Controls are very point and click, a bit clunky in spots, you sometimes misclick an accessory when you just want to grab her tits, and it pissed me off more than it should, but then her breasts jiggle again and I forget what I wanted to complain about. When the little minigame rhythm syncs with the moans, it hits that brain rot zone where you just chase the climax bar and ignore everything else. It’s not some combat-heavy Naruto parody, it’s more like a shrine for people who only care about one girl and how many ways they can dress her up, strip her down, and watch her take dick with slightly different eyes every time.

Sex-wise, it does not pretend to be romantic. You can make her look all shy, but when you start going hard, the game clearly wants you to ruin her. There’s this one moment I keep repeating: I put her in dark thigh-highs, white panties, tiny bra, made her look nervous, then switched her expression mid-thrust to that hungry, open-mouthed, drooling face. It turns the whole scene from “please be gentle” into “I live for this cock now” instantly, and my brain just short circuits. No story about Naruto, no real plot, it’s just your private Hinata machine. Fans who like deep story will be disappointed, fans who just want to load a browser tab, pick a lingerie combo, push sliders and buttons until this stacked ninja girl whimpers and moans like a pornstar, yeah, they’ll understand exactly what this is. I kinda wish there were more outfits, more tiny details to collect, but at the same time, it already feels like that secret stash game you run alongside Discord and Pornhub and pretend it’s “just one more quick session” before closing it and then opening again.

It starts weirdly wholesome. April’s there, all journalistic fire and that red hair that looks like it got caught in a sunrise, and you think, “Oh, okay, this’ll be another dumb parody with bad jokes and lazy fanservice.” But no. It’s filthier, funnier, and somehow more self-aware than it has any right to be. The way it leans into the absurdity of mutant turtle lust while keeping April’s snark intact - it shouldn’t work, but it does. And yeah, the humor’s juvenile as hell, but it hits the sweet spot between ridiculous and hot, like someone actually thought, “What if we didn’t pretend this wasn’t insane?” The dialogue feels like it was written by someone who’s been both too online and too horny for too long, and honestly? Respect.

There’s this one scene in the sewers - don’t worry, not the gross kind of sewer scene - where April’s trying to hold an interview, and the camera keeps drifting lower, and you can almost hear her thinking, *why am I still doing this job?* That moment alone sums up the game’s tone: half erotic comedy, half existential crisis. The pacing’s all over the place, but in a good way. You’ll be laughing, then suddenly the game drops a line so filthy you choke on your drink. The animations aren’t perfect (one of the turtles’ eyes does this twitchy thing that freaked me out), but there’s something charming in how unpolished it feels. Like an inside joke between degenerates who grew up watching Saturday morning cartoons and never quite recovered.

By the way, the menu music slaps - real funky bassline - and then it loops too short, and you start noticing it, and you can’t un-hear it. Drives me nuts. Still, it fits somehow. Everything about it feels like someone dared the devs to go too far and they said, “Bet.” It’s parody that forgot to wink. It’s raunchy, shameless, and somehow kind of sweet. I hate that I liked it as much as I did.

This thing feels like somebody took old Tomb Raider fantasies from a horny teenager’s brain, smashed them into a cheap visual novel, then just went “yeah, good enough” and hit upload. And somehow it works. You’re basically babysitting a very obviously-not-Lara explorer girl who has more tit than common sense, stumbling through some “ruins” that are really just excuses for her to end up half naked and fingering herself behind stone pillars. Plot is like: go here, poke this, puzzle maybe, oops, now she’s rubbing her swollen nipples because some trap sprayed her with weird liquid. Classic “ancient curse equals instant porn logic”.

The thing that hooked me is how the game keeps pretending it cares about adventure. You get dialogue about lost relics and secret tombs, but every choice is basically: do you make her behave like a semi-professional archaeologist, or do you send her straight into horny disaster. And yes, you always pick horny disaster, don’t lie. One second she’s talking about inscriptions, very serious, next second she’s sitting on a rock with her tits out, stroking herself hard because the “mystical energy” is making her extra sensitive. It’s stupid as hell, but in that cozy porn way where your brain shuts up and your dick just nods. There’s these CG scenes where her boobs are just… huge. Gravity stopped existing. She’s squeezed into that tight top that looks ready to explode, and when she starts masturbating you can almost feel how uncomfortable that outfit must be, riding up, skin sweaty, hairs stuck to her neck. I got stuck once clicking the same stupid stone relief three times because I thought it was a puzzle, but apparently the real solution was just “have her jerk herself off in front of it so the door opens.” Yeah, okay, sure, video game logic.

I keep telling myself I’m here for “nostalgia”, because it’s a parody and all, but then I catch how much time I spend zooming my eyes on the way her breasts press together when she leans over a relic, acting like she doesn’t notice her nipples punching holes in that top. The masturbation scenes feel almost too long, in a good way, like the dev was horny and refused to cut a single frame. She moans, slows down, speeds up, loses it completely, and I’m on the metro trying not to shift in my seat like a creep. Some of the writing is low-key terrible, like those weird lines where she’s trying to sound badass and just comes off like someone badly cosplaying in a hotel room, but then she starts touching herself again and I forget I was laughing. Sometimes the attempt at “adventure” gets in the way, like yeah man I get it, there is some lost idol, can we get back to her rubbing her pussy on a cold stone altar already. Still, there’s this one scene where she’s alone in the dark chamber, breathing heavy, fingers between her thighs, whispering to herself that no one will ever know what she’s doing down here. That shit hits different on a crowded train.

This one feels like some horny nerd finally snapped during a Star Wars marathon and said, “fuck it, I’m making my own space porn.” You’re basically a scruffy nobody drifting around a very familiar galaxy that is totally not copyrighted, trying to make money, pull jobs, and slowly corrupt a bunch of Jedi girls who should absolutely not be alone with you in a locked room. There’s this cheap smuggler vibe to everything: backwater cantinas, shitty little side deals, coded messages, passwords that look like they were scribbled on a napkin after too much beer. Half the time I felt like I was playing some cracked version a friend sent on Discord, even though it’s just how the game is written. That ugly charm kind of works. You’re not a hero, you’re not a chosen one, you’re a guy who figures out you can push people with the Force and also push their morals until they start doing filthy things for you. Star Wars fantasy, but not the “save the galaxy” one, the “fuck the galaxy” one.

The girls are the real point, of course. They start off with that clean Jedi attitude, calm and moral and all that, then you grind their resistance down with training scenes, stupid errands, and those awkward “meditation” sessions that are 10 percent philosophy and 90 percent “oops I touched your thigh again.” Those CG scenes are where the game stops pretending and just goes full-on hentai brain: robes sliding open, lightsabers forgotten, a lot of messy facial expressions where they clearly don’t know if they should be ashamed or just moan louder. There is this moment early on when you finally get one of them alone in your ship’s crappy little cabin after doing some scam with a smuggler password, and she’s acting all formal, standing straight, talking about “discipline,” and you realize the dialogue wheel quietly shifted from teacher mode to “make her strip for ‘focus’ practice.” It’s ridiculous, and also hot, and also morally awful, and the game never really pretends it’s anything else. Sometimes it even throws you these awkward choices like, “Do you respect her boundaries” next to “Use the Force to make her horny,” and you already know what kind of game you clicked, so yeah.

There’s a nice little thrill when you punch in some code like INDIANATK or whisper a word like Nispack to the right shady character and suddenly a door opens, a new CG set unlocks, or a Jedi girl “accidentally” loses her top during a sparring session. It feels like cheating on a test you didn’t study for. The pacing is weird as hell: you might spend forever talking, grinding a bit of money, bouncing between planets, then bam, one scene where you have her kneeling between your legs in a dimly lit cargo hold, trying not to be heard by the crew. Then it cools down again and you’re stuck clicking through dialogue like some horny accountant. I wish the smuggler side of the game had more bite. You keep hearing about shady deals and dangerous runs, but most of the time it’s just menu choices and the occasional “job success” line, and then you’re back to seducing space nuns with fancy swords. But then again, I opened it for porn, not space economics, so maybe that’s fine. The whole thing feels half trashy fanfic, half dirty little puzzle about how far you can push a Jedi before she starts begging you to use the Force on her in ways the council would absolutely not approve. It’s crude, unpolished, and kind of exactly what it wants to be.

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Francine’s the kind of woman who makes you forget what you were doing five seconds ago. She’s got that lazy confidence of someone who knows every eye in the room is already on her, and she doesn’t even need to try. The game doesn’t waste time pretending to be classy - it’s a straight-up parody that knows exactly what it’s doing. You start off in her kitchen, and it’s not the pancakes that get your attention. The way she leans over the counter, that tight blouse straining to contain her ridiculous tits, it’s almost comedic how exaggerated she is. But that’s the point - it’s cartoon lust turned up to eleven, and somehow it works. You click through dialogue that’s half flirting, half mockery, and before you realize it, you’re chasing every possible branch just to see how far she’ll go before she breaks character.

The humor’s filthy, but it’s not lazy. There’s this weird rhythm to it - one moment she’s teasing you like a bored housewife, next she’s whispering things that would make your phone’s autocorrect blush. The art style nails that fake suburban perfection, the kind that hides something rotten and horny underneath. I actually laughed when she called me out for “trying too hard,” because yeah, I was. The animations aren’t fancy, but they don’t need to be; the focus is on her expressions, the little smirk when she catches you staring too long. It’s like the game’s trolling you, but you keep taking the bait anyway.

I won’t lie - it’s short, messy, and kind of stupid in the best way. There’s no deep plot, no moral lesson, just a blonde MILF parodying herself into oblivion while you pretend you’re not completely turned on. It’s trashy, self-aware, and somehow still hotter than most polished stuff out there. And when she finally drops the act and goes full-on dirty talk, it’s like the punchline lands perfectly - you laugh, you groan, you click again.

You boot this thing up in Chrome like a degenerate scholar and it just throws you right into the mess: Sunny’s fucked, Whole Cake is a disaster, and Nami is literally floating around like premium hentai bait in the middle of the sea. No long-ass intro, no 10 walls of lore, just “hey, you’re a random dude with a ship and a dick, there’s a half-naked orange-haired navigator somewhere out there, go fix it or ruin it, whatever.” You play as this new captain who’s clearly not Luffy but also kind of acts like Luffy if Luffy liked tits more than meat. Every time the game gives you a choice you can be a decent guy like “yeah, let’s help her” or turn into peak porn logic and go “actually I will just stare at her wet nipples for another minute, thanks.” The whole vibe is like someone smashed horny fanfic into a lowkey pirate management game and then forgot to optimize anything, and honestly that chaos fits it too well.

The voyeur stuff is where it accidentally hits god-tier horny. There’s this early scene where you find Nami passed out on a scrap of wood, clothes all torn from the storm, ass perfectly framed like the ocean is simping for her. Instead of just doing normal rescue like a sane human, the game straight up lets you do this slow camera creep around her body while your guy monologues in his head about how “I should probably check if she is hurt” while very clearly inspecting only her tits and thighs. It’s fucked, it’s funny, it’s hot, and it’s also kind of trash, which is exactly why I kept going. Later on, when she’s actually on your ship, there’s this part where she’s trying to dry her clothes and the dev clearly just went “okay, physics go brrrrr” because her boobs are jiggling from the wind like the weather itself is down bad. Meanwhile you’re fake-managing a crew, pretending to be this big brave future Pirate King, but every night you’re sneaking to the deck to spy on Nami bending over barrels or washing herself with a bucket, thinking you’re subtle while the camera is loud as fuck about it. At one point she’s looking out at the horizon, skirt just barely riding up, and you get a choice between talking about navigation or just silently ogling her ass like some Pornhub side character. I picked the horny option of course, and she kinda notices but pretends not to, which somehow made it hotter and also more cursed. The game is janky, the pacing is all over the place, sometimes dialogue sounds like it was translated by Google on a hangover, but when the scene hits, it really hits: big ass framed in moonlight, wet shirt glued to big boobs, and you, the clown captain, trying to decide if you’re a hero, a perv, or both at the same time.

You start as this Marine captain who is supposed to be big deal, “justice of the sea” and all that, and in first ten minutes you already fucked up hard. Straw Hat crew slips through your fingers, higher ups are pissed, and suddenly your glorious career turns into doing dirty side jobs in weird corners of the Grand Line. Except here “dirty” is really about tits and asses, not paperwork. The game plays like someone glued together a horny quiz night, a cheap logic puzzle app you’d open on the toilet, and a One Piece parody where every female character somehow forgot what bras are. One moment you’re juggling domino-style puzzles to complete a mission report, next moment you’re watching Tashigi pressed up against a desk, glasses crooked, moaning with that ahegao face like she just discovered what “special interrogation” really means.

It doesn’t pretend to be subtle. You get a whole sandbox vibe where you wander around port towns and bases, talk shit to the girls, tease them, fail, grind reputation, then suddenly everything pays off and you’re balls-deep in some Marine office with creampie CGs looping in nice little animations. Captain Tashigi acts strict at first, all “regulations this, regulations that”, then after a few tasks and a dumb little puzzle where you line up crates like domino pieces, she’s the one begging you to “discipline” her, sword belt half off, tits bouncing in your face. Hina shows up as this icy officer who can literally cage you, and somehow that turns into a trainer-style situation where you’re the one “training” her body in return for getting your rank back. Black Cage Hina’s scenes are fun because she acts like she’s in control while you are rearranging her holes like it’s a combat formation. Not realistic Marine procedure, but yeah.

Then you run into the Baroque Works girls. Miss Valentine and Mikita, Miss Doublefinger, Paula, all that crew, and the game just leans into the parody hard. Mikita with that lazy grin sitting on your lap, grinding that big ass against you as some stupid courier mini-task pops up on screen that you kinda ignore because her tits are right there. Miss Doublefinger’s poison spider tricks get turned into a sex thing with webs, positions, and a “you’ll die if you pull out” joke that the game absolutely takes too far. Zala shows up under one name, then the game calls her something slightly wrong later, like it forgot its own script, and somehow that made me laugh more than the actual jokes. Sadi and little Sadi from Impel Down bring the real kink: whips, teasing, anal scenes where they “punish” you for losing a turn-based fight, but the punishment looks a lot like reward. You’re supposed to care about combat stats and moves, yet half the time you’re just pressing attack, waiting to see which sex scene unlocks if you lose. Everything feels slightly messy, like a horny fan’s notebook turned into a mobile game, and that’s kind of the charm. Sometimes the humor hits, sometimes it falls flat on its face, but when your captain ends up with a full harem of big tits, big asses and brainless grins from too much oral and vaginal “interrogation”, you sort of forget the plot was about justice at all.