Lazuli is that kind of protagonist you usually see as a side joke in hentai: horny mad scientist, weird potions, zero moral brakes. Here she’s the center of everything, and the whole game just leans into that idea of “what if a futa alchemist decided the world is her test lab and every girl she likes is a guinea pig with tits.” The Cumcoction is her proud invention, but it behaves more like a jealous deity than a simple drug. One drop and a shy virgin trainer girl suddenly starts grinding on a table corner; a proud swordswoman wakes up from “just a drink” with hazy memories, cum leaking out of her ass, and a faint sense that she liked it way too much. The story keeps this strange mix of silly and fucked‑up: Lazuli talks about alchemy like a nerd who reads too many grimoires, but then she’s also the same maniac who will jerk off behind a curtain, whispering little comments while a corrupted Hinata worships her cock with both hands and mouth, drool everywhere, eyes shining with that brainwashed devotion hentai artists love so much. Scenes go from goofy experimentation to really mean stuff: blackmail with magically recorded voyeur footage, “accidental” sleep sex justified with bullshit pseudo‑science, and that slow corruption arc where proud heroines from worlds like Naruto, My Hero Academia, Dragon Ball, Fairy Tail, One Piece or Pokémon tumble down from “No, never” to “Fine, just my hand” to “Why does it feel empty when you pull out?” without even noticing how far they fell.

What makes it weirdly charming is how inconsistent Lazuli is as a character. One moment she’s doing an almost tender titfuck with someone like Nico Robin, clearly enjoying the shape of those big soft breasts, carefully smearing cum on them like she’s painting. Next moment she’s using transformation tricks so suddenly Serena or Nessa find themselves with a fat new cock between their legs, panic mixing with arousal while Lazuli explains in that smug voice how “temporary” it is, then pushes them into group sex anyway. The game uses that 2D and 3D mix in a dirty way: sometimes you get a short animated loop of a character like Erza or Android 18 taking anal, her ass bouncing and jiggling, and then it cuts back to static art for the aftermath, thick creampie dripping while Lazuli notes something in her research book. It feels like a porn lab notebook: handjob success rates, mind control side effects, level of groping tolerated before resistance drops. There are cute slices of perv life too, like Lazuli just watching Nami and Lillie masturbate separately under a subtle spell, legs shaking, completely unaware they’re being observed like experimental mice, or a harem scene where Kushina, Hinata and Sarada end up sharing the same futa cock, half from drugged lust, half from Lazuli’s shameless manipulation. The tone never fully decides if this is still “fun” corruption or already full damnation, and honestly that’s what keeps it interesting: you’re stuck in that sticky line where fantasy, mind control, blackmail, anal, vaginal, sleep sex, creampies, big tits, big asses, all blend together into one long, filthy project of turning every famous girl in anime into Lazuli’s personal property, catalogued, studied, and thoroughly fucked.

You ever had one of those dreams where all your favorite anime girls somehow end up in the same damn room and nobody’s pretending to be shy? That’s the vibe here. It’s like someone cracked open every universe - Dragon Ball, My Hero, Fate, Pokémon, even some old-school Darkstalkers stuff - and said, “Yeah, let’s see what happens if we make this horny.” You start off like the usual male protagonist who’s probably too average for his own good, but then the story flips, and suddenly you’re face to face (or more like face between thighs) with women who look like they could crush you or bless you, sometimes both. Artoria looks divine, like she’s judging your soul while riding you. Cammy doesn’t ask, she just pins you. Lusamine’s smile is all wrong in the right way. It’s messy, it’s chaotic, and it knows exactly what it is - fantasy without apology.

There’s something about the way scenes shift that feels like tarot cards flipping. One moment, The Lovers - soft light, skin, slow rhythm, the sound of breath. Next card, The Tower - power play, domination, a queen’s boot on your chest. It’s all written in that language between pleasure and humiliation. I liked how it didn’t care for “moral arcs.” Nemuri Kayama whispering filth while she toys with you like she’s grading your stamina. Android 18 smirking, asking if you really thought you could keep up. You can’t. But you still try, and that’s kind of the point. Even the “romance” parts hit weirdly tender, like you accidentally caught feelings for a goddess who’s only half real.

I noticed some things that annoyed me - like the transitions, they just happen. No warning, no rhythm. But then again, maybe that’s what keeps it hot. It’s a fever dream stitched from too many fantasies, half memory, half instinct. The kind of game you tell yourself you’ll play for five minutes, then you’re sweating, reading every line like a prayer you don’t want answered. Nothing about it feels clean. That’s the charm. It’s lust pretending to be destiny. Or maybe the other way around.

This sequel really went all-out with the pregnancy mechanics, and honestly? It's kind of overwhelming in the best possible way. You've got Android 18 getting absolutely railed while Chun Li's watching from the corner, and somehow the game manages to make all these crossover scenarios feel natural instead of just thrown together for horny reasons. Well, mostly natural.

The impregnation content hits different when you're dealing with characters like Saber and Ishtar - there's something weirdly intimate about seeing these powerful figures vulnerable and needy. Momo Yaoyorozu's scenes are particularly intense, especially when she's using her quirk during sex, creating toys and restraints mid-fuck. The developers clearly understood that fans wanted more than just basic vanilla content, because the female domination routes with characters like Midnight and Wu Zetian get genuinely kinky. Pharah's armor stays on during most of her scenes which is both frustrating and incredibly hot somehow.

What really surprised me was how much effort went into the romance progression - you're not just collecting waifus like Pokemon cards, you're actually building relationships that feel meaningful before the hardcore fucking starts. Lusamine's storyline genuinely made me emotional before she was riding my cock and begging for a baby. The pregnancy belly physics are surprisingly well-done too, watching characters like Nami and Caulifla grow bigger as the story progresses adds this layer of consequence that most porn games completely ignore. Some of the orc content from the WoW characters feels a bit out of place compared to the anime aesthetic, but Jaina's scenes make up for any tonal inconsistency. The sound design during the creampie scenes is *chef's kiss* - you can actually hear the wet sounds of cum filling these girls up. Twisted Wonderland fans might feel a bit left out since Malleus only gets like two scenes, but the Dragon Ball content more than compensates with how absolutely feral Vados gets when she's in heat.

Guy makes horny comics, goes to a con thinking “yeah, this is my big break”, then reality just tells him to bend over. That part actually feels weirdly familiar if you ever dragged a half-finished doujin to a tiny convention and sat there praying someone more than a bored cosplayer stops at your table. Here, instead of just getting ignored, some freaky creature crashes the whole thing and you end up trapped inside your own OC. Not like metaphorical “I feel like my character”, I mean literally you become the musclebound, oversexed hero you drew to sell prints with. And since you were a degenerate, your new body is pure coomer bait: thick ass, stupidly big cock energy, straight out of a horny crossover fanfic that got too popular on Pixiv. Then the game just throws you in a space where all those “inspired by” girls wander around: very obvious “that’s totally not Tifa”, redhead thief who screams “I swear I’m not Jessie from that monster game”, a blonde brick-house heroine in skin-tight suit that could not be more Power Girl if DC lawyers were already knocking. It’s like you fell into an R18 booth hidden behind the main convention floor, where copyright law took a smoke break.

What works nice is how the scenes don’t feel copy-paste. You don’t just click a button and see tits. Sometimes you’re stuck in this cramped hallway with “not-Tifa” leaning on the wall, arms crossed, and you can almost hear her say “you really think those shitty comics qualify you to touch me?” Then a few wrong dialog choices and you end up groping her anyway, hand buried under that tiny top, and the game lingers on how she half-resists, half-grinds into your palm. Another time you’re backstage at a panel, trying to act like a normal dude, and one of the heroine types corners you, drags your hand to her ass like it’s the most casual thing in the world, then smirks when you squeeze too hard. The groping is everywhere, honestly slightly too much sometimes, like the dev got so proud of a single mechanic he just spammed it. But then again when you’ve got those bodies drawn like that, with gravity-defying boobs and tight outfits doing absolutely nothing to hide nipples, it’s hard to complain. I still will complain about the black cat thing though. There is this one smug cat-girl/mascot who pops in and out, and every time I wanted to click her off-screen like a Discord pop-up. She’s important somehow, I guess, but her scenes feel like someone changed tabs and opened a different game by mistake. Anyway, the whole thing plays like a fever dream of a guy who binged too much Marvel, DC and a certain ghost kid cartoon plus some monster catching anime, then opened his sketchbook and decided “fuck it, everyone’s hot now”. The art leans full-on horny parody, not “serious comic”. It’s rough in places, faces go a bit weird at some angles, hands sometimes look like they’re trying to escape the scene, but the bodies know exactly why you’re here. Boobs smash against your chest when you pull a girl in, asses fill the screen when you push them over a table, and there is this one bathroom scene where the mirror shows your character’s smug face while your hands disappear under a heroine’s top that made me actually pause and think “ok, that’s nasty in a good way”. Story-wise it pretends to have this whole “what does it mean to become your creation” meta angle, then forgets two minutes later when a stacked heroine offers her tits as “payment” for helping with some crisis you barely paid attention to. Honestly that’s fine. Nobody opens a browser and types this title because they want a deep character study. You’re here for comic con chaos, fake-but-obvious famous girls, and the excuse to drag your pervy OC through every fantasy you once doodled in the corner of your school notebook.

You start as this kinda awkward dude who just wants to draw comics and jerk off in peace, and suddenly you’re thrown into your own horny superhero parody. It feels like someone mashed together Marvel, DC, old Cartoon Network ghosts and random JRPG waifus after one too many porn tabs on Chrome. One second you’re walking around a convention trying not to look at cosplayers’ asses for too long, next second some freaky thing hijacks your life and now you *are* your own overpowered OC. The game doesn’t even pretend to be deep about it. You’ve got superpowers, a dick that might as well be a plot device, and this weird freedom to wander around like a sandbox and poke at all these famous faces that look just far enough “not official” so nobody gets sued.

The fun part is how trashy the dialogue leans on purpose. The banter is half horny, half shitpost. Like you talk to a very familiar-looking spiky-haired martial artist’s widow type, and she’s wet and grieving and also somehow into feet, and your character is internally going “this is wrong” while obviously lining up for a titfuck two clicks later. Then you meet this smug thief in black leather with ridiculous big ass jiggle, and she flips between teasing hate-flirting and letting you grope her in a side alley while pretending she doesn’t care. It reads like someone who grew up on Newgrounds porn games and Tumblr memes at the same time and never fully recovered. There’s corruption stuff too, where you watch a heroine who starts out all proud and clean slowly break into doing handjobs just for “research” and by the time you unlock anal or a creampie scene she’s got that ahegao face that makes you pause for half a second, then keep clicking anyway. Sometimes the pacing is weird, like you’re stuck doing small talk or dumb fetch stuff when all you want is to push Wonder Woman lookalike off the moral cliff and get her on her knees, but then you hit a new animated scene, with her choking on your cock and trying to stay heroic, and suddenly you forget you were irritated five minutes ago.

There’s this nice little thrill each time you bump into a new “oh wait, that’s totally her” character. Tifa clone stretching in a way that shows her tits are way too big for physics, Jessie-ish girl talking about “eco-terror” in between jerking you off under a table, some ghost boy parody girl who looks like she stepped out of a rule34 page and into your lap for an oral scene. When the corruption kicks in on them, the lines get nastier. They go from playful teasing like “you wish” to straight up begging for your cum, asking you to fill them, to fuck their ass, to use them as a stress-relief tool. The game rarely holds your hand, which is kind of nice and kind of annoying. One moment you stumble into a footjob scene out of nowhere and you’re like “hell yes, this is exactly why I opened incognito mode”, and another moment you’re walking around clueless, wondering where the next pussy is hiding while the map pretends to be deeper than it is. The animations hit that guilty-pleasure 3D style, bodies bounce in the right spots, creampies look messy enough, and even if some faces go slightly uncanny during ahegao, it just makes the whole thing feel more like a dirty fan project than some clean, soulless product. At some point I caught myself ignoring the “serious” story about being stuck as your own hero and only caring which heroine I could break next. Which is probably the point.

First thing, I didn’t expect this game to feel so *alive* on mobile. It looks like another parody, you know, those cheap ones where characters just move stiff and blink too much. But then I met Serena and Nemona in that first area - yeah, the one where you can “accidentally” grope if you tap the wrong icon - and suddenly the whole thing had this weird energy, like it wasn’t sure if it wanted to be a love sim or just straight-up filth. Which I liked. The small dialogue before every scene makes it hit harder, kinda awkward English mixed with moaning, feels more real than the polished stuff. And Bea? Damn. She’s got that bossy tone that made me mess up the quicktime thing just to see her reaction. She doesn’t forgive mistakes.

I got lost halfway through the story, not because it’s confusing, but because I stopped caring about the map. The sandbox thing lets you wander anywhere, but why wander when Cynthia literally drags you into something that’s part fight, part... something else. I’ll say this: the tentacle scene with the “monster” felt too much but also not enough, like the devs wanted to shock and then chickened out. Still, I didn’t skip it. The sounds alone - some wet mix of pleasure and horror - work better than any dialogue. Then there’s Nessa and Sonia showing up later, like the game assumes you already have a preference. I kept switching between them just to see the contrast in how they handle oral scenes. It’s not fair, but Nessa’s got the rhythm.

What bugs me? The touch controls sometimes don’t register during group scenes, and the camera snaps weirdly when you’re in the middle of, well, you know. But when Hilda joins - oh, man, that part changes the entire tone, like someone just remembered this was supposed to be an adventure. It’s messy, rough, sometimes too much even for a parody. But I’d lie if I said I didn’t keep it open longer than planned, pretending I was just checking messages.

This trainer game hits different when you realize how much effort went into the animations. Like seriously, every scene moves and sounds exactly how it should - none of that static image bullshit that makes you feel like you're reading a comic book instead of getting off. The developer Paradice clearly knows what they're doing because watching Hinata get railed or seeing Erza submit actually feels immersive instead of cheap. Though honestly the menu system could use some work, keeps glitching when I'm trying to navigate between girls.

What really got me hooked was the route system they've got going. You can either go full pimp mode and corrupt these anime babes into working your brothel, or take the romantic approach and build actual relationships. I started with the whore route because let's be real, turning Tsunade into your personal fuck toy sounds amazing, but then I tried the harem path with Mikasa and damn... the character development actually matters. She goes from that cold Survey Corps badass to someone who genuinely wants you, not because you broke her but because you earned it. The corruption mechanics work both ways too - sometimes these girls will dominate YOU if you're not careful, which caught me completely off guard when Weiss decided she was in charge.

Over 200 animations and they're adding more constantly. Watching Nami bounce on your cock while moaning your name, or having Faye Valentine tease you in that red outfit before going down on you - it's all fully voiced and animated. The sandbox elements let you set up scenarios however you want. Want to have Ryuko strip in the school hallway? Done. Feel like watching Android 18 and Kale go at each other while you decide who gets fucked first? Easy. Sometimes I spend more time just experimenting with different combinations than actually progressing the story. The pregnancy content isn't fully implemented yet but when it drops this game's gonna be unstoppable.

No wonder that Moon is so fired up today - she and her mommy have ultimately moved to Alola! This place is a tropical paradise filled with countless spots to explore, exciting things to do, and of course, brand-new pokemons to catch!

But what about making new friends? Some of the local girls are excited to see a new face, while others view her as nothing but fresh competition. Navigating these complex social currents won’t be easy, but doing so is the only way for Moon to carve out her own niche in this new environment.

Moon’s journey is ripe with raw, untamed encounters that you can guide and shape. You’ll have the choice to turn on explicit futanari content or dive into bold watersports scenes, letting you tailor the experience exactly how you like it. Whether you want to delve into deep, kinky play or just flirt and tease the locals, it’s all there for you to uncover.

Every interaction pulses with electric tension waiting for you to fan the flames. Moon’s story isn’t just about catching Pokemon - it’s a wild ride through jealousy, flirtation, and raw competition. The way you manage her relationships determines not just who she sleeps with, but who she truly becomes in this scorching new world.

So, are you ready to take Moon by the hand and dive headfirst into Alola’s seductive chaos? Jump in and unleash every dirty secret this island hides - your adventure is only just beginning.

Start playing now and watch as Moon’s wild new life unfolds, full of lust, power, and relentless pursuit.

This thing is basically someone looking at old-school Pokémon, staring at Misty a bit too long, and then deciding, “Ok, but what if all pretense just vanish and we go full porn brain?” You boot it up and there she is, that classic short-haired redhead trainer look, already in a stance that is not made for battling anything except your patience. The whole setup is super simple on purpose: it is just you, Misty, and her monster partner who clearly skipped leg day and invested all points into cock stat. No story about gyms or badges, no walking through grass, just jump straight to the part Rule 34 promised years ago.

What actually surprised me is how much time I spent just messing with her face and accessories. There is that silly moment where you are in full horny mode, hand on mouse, dick in other hand, and somehow you suddenly care way too much about if she has the side ponytail or the regular one. You start swapping her expressions, trying to match them with what is going on. Little smirk while the monster cock is just sliding in? Or wide-eyed “oh fuck” face when it goes deeper than anything safe? I kept flicking between these for like ten minutes, which is not how normal people masturbate, but whatever. You can toss on some different accessories, tweak her look a bit, and you end up with this weird pseudo roleplay where she is still Misty, but not really the Misty from your Game Boy days. Or exactly her. Depends how cursed your memories are.

The actual sex part is dumb in that good way. They do not pretend it is romantic or slow. It is straight up “trainer meets monster, trainer gets railed, loop continues until you are done”. The scale of the monster cock is honestly ridiculous, like someone dragged the slider all the way to “this would kill a human” and said “perfect”. Half the fun is just watching her body react, that mix of porn logic and cartoon physics, like she is going to snap in half but then she just moans harder. People who grew up secretly crushing on her in the anime will probably feel a tiny bit called out. There is one tiny thing that annoyed me though: when you change an accessory and the expression resets in a way that kills the mood for a second. It is minor, but it broke my rhythm more than once and I am still kind of salty about it for no real reason. Anyway, this is not deep, it is not clever, it does not try to be anything except “fuck Misty with an absurd monster cock while you tweak her face like a horny character creator”, and honestly, that is exactly the mess it should be.

Ash going to school instead of running around the bushes catching rats sounds dumb on paper, but this game leans into that in a really horny way. You’re basically dropped into this super thirsty academy where everyone is way too hot to be worrying about homework. You play as a male protagonist who’s supposed to be about “learning about the world” but in practice you’re just wandering corridors, flirting with girls who have asses that could crush a Snorlax and tits that make you forget what class you were going to. It pretends to be about school life and exams and “growth” then suddenly you’re on a rooftop with a girl pressed against the fence, breathing hard, talking about her battle strategy while your hand is under her skirt. Priorities.

What caught me off guard is how much this feels like a messed-up dating simulator glued on top of a nerdy turn based battle system. One moment you’re sitting in class trying not to stare at the MILF teacher’s chest as she leans over your desk, the next you’re setting up a team to go fight some monster in a training hall, and the whole time the game is teasing you. Girl bends over to pick up a Poké Ball, skirt rides up just enough. Another one sits on the desk with her thighs spread a little too wide, talking about “type advantages” while she gives you these slow, lazy looks like she already knows your weakness. It’s constant edging. You think “ok now I finally get to fuck someone” and the scene cuts right before the good part, only for the payoff to hit later when you’re not expecting it, like after some exam or a dumb school festival. I actually alt-tabbed out to Telegram once because the pacing was trolling me, and then came back right into a scene where some big tit girl is straddling you in your dorm room, grinding on your lap, whispering she likes how “strong” your team is while clearly not talking about the team.

The harem thing isn’t subtle at all. You start trying to focus on one girl and suddenly another one with bigger tits and bigger ass shows up in the hallway, asking if you want to “train together after class” and you’re there like, yeah sure, academic reasons, absolutely. They flirt differently too, which surprised me more than it should. One is all shy and blushy, pulling her jacket tight over her chest, just begging you to tease her, while another is the type to drag you to an empty classroom, lock the door and sit on your face like she’s claiming territory. Ash as a character is almost funny in this context, because the guy who used to sleep in the woods with a Pikachu is now stuck in a dorm full of horny classmates and a couple of MILFs pretending to be responsible adults. The teasing is relentless. Girls press up against you during battles, hug your arm in the cafeteria, send you messages at night asking if you’re “busy” and then show up in tiny shorts anyway. It looks like an adventure about monsters on the surface, but slowly it turns into this slow-burn sex marathon where every choice you make at school somehow ends with you surrounded by girls who all want your attention and your dick, and honestly, I’m not even mad about it.