I don’t know who came up with the idea to mash Makima, Zelda, and Tsunade into the same world, but whoever it was probably spilled beer on their keyboard halfway through writing the script - and that’s what makes *D20 Magic Dice* feel alive. It’s messy, horny, strangely sentimental at times, like watching late-night anime reruns after a breakup. You’re talking to this dice thing (yeah, an actual dice), and before you even realize it, it’s making your thoughts real. Not just the good ones. I rolled a 3 once and ended up in some half-lit tavern where Widowmaker was arm wrestling Rumi for no reason while Zelda flirted with the bartender. I think I lost track of the main plot two minutes in, but it didn’t matter. The game doesn’t care either, it just keeps throwing beautiful chaos in your lap, all soft skin and heavy breathing mixed with dumb jokes about mana points.

What I liked most is how it doesn’t pretend to be clever. The dialogue’s sometimes broken, and the pacing jumps like old VHS tape - one second you’re teasing Ada Wong, next second Tsunade’s lecturing you about responsibility while sitting on your lap. There’s some strange comfort in that inconsistency. I did wish there were more sound options though; moans hit too loud compared to everything else, made me lower volume quick before neighbors got curious. And yet, when Makima whispers in that weirdly calm tone, you kinda forgive every bug. Maybe nostalgia blinds me - I grew up on janky flash hentai crossovers, and this feels like one resurrected from 2009. The dice mechanic almost feels secondary to the conversations, which twist between sincere and absurd so fast it makes you laugh mid-erection.

Sometimes I forget which universe I’m even in - Naruto? Overwatch? Who cares. The worlds blur, the clothes vanish, and someone says something about destiny while you’re trying not to roll another damn six. Three words? Chaotic, filthy, affectionate. Dare to play it alone, or invite company?

This one is basically a horny little confession letter wrapped in a visual novel, written by someone who definitely has a redhead fetish and probably too many secret folders in their browser. You play the curious stepbrother, walking around the house thinking she is just your hot, moody stepsis with huge tits and attitude, while she is quietly wrestling with the fact that her “secret” is not some cute tattoo but a thick futa cock she is hiding under those shorts. The whole tone is “I shouldn’t want this but I absolutely do,” and the game milks that for every awkward look, every too-long stare, every “accidental” touch. It starts almost wholesome and then veers straight into “oh shit, we are really doing this” territory once his curiosity turns from “why is she so distant” into “why is she blushing when I sit too close and why the hell is something bulging under her skirt.”

What I liked is that her futa side is not treated like a cheap punchline. She is insecure, kind of prickly, and uses humor as armor. The script actually leans into that. She cracks dirty jokes, roasts you for being a horny idiot, then immediately goes shy when you compliment her. One scene where the MC walks in on her half dressed and she is desperately trying to hide her cock using a pillow had me snort-laughing, not because of clown humor, but because it was exactly that kind of “I am doomed” panic. And then, when the cat is out of the bag and he realizes his stepsister is packing something bigger than his ego, the vibe flips from teasing to heavy domination really fast. There is a point where she pins him to the bed, her tits in his face, cock throbbing against his stomach, genuinely asking “you sure you want this?” even though the answer is obvious from the way he is already leaking. The game goes full futa on male, no coy fade to black, with long CG shots that linger on penetration, precum threads, messy faces. It is explicit without pretending to be classy. Also, whoever drew the veins on her shaft was clearly very proud of them. She uses that thing like it owes her money.

The humor sticks around even during the dirty bits, which helps a lot. She keeps calling him “pervy little stepbro” while choking him with her cock, which should not be as hot as it is. The step fantasy is leaned on hard but played with a wink, like the game knows you have been on Pornhub and is just giving you the upgraded VN version. Some choices are basically “do you want to be a brat and get dominated harder, or be obedient and get rewarded with her using your mouth like an onahole,” and both routes end with your ass getting claimed anyway. The writing occasionally trips over its own English in a way that made me think of old fan translations on Fakku, but honestly it kind of fits the trashy charm. It is not trying to be deep, it just wants to show you a busty, sarcastic redhead stepsister with a massive dick absolutely wrecking the guy who thought he was the one doing the seducing. You open it in one tab, forget your other apps exist, and suddenly your keyboard needs a wipe.

Game hits you in the face right away with Nel’s tits just kind of… there, wobbling in the dialogue box while she talks about totally normal stuff like “energy extraction” that is obviously just milking your cock. It pretends to be a normal visual novel for maybe two clicks, then the grind loop shows up and suddenly you’re timing clicks and watching a little bar fill up while Rukia moans in that fake “I hate this” voice that sounds more like she’s begging for another round. I tried to play it serious at first, reading the lines, then Orihime pops up with her boobs barely contained and the game basically goes “yeah ok, we all know why you’re here.”

Story is some half-broken parody of Bleach where you’re this random soul reaper dude who somehow has every girl’s attention and everyone is really confused about “spiritual pressure” but what they really mean is cum. You go from area to area, clicking on little icons, collecting points, unlocking scenes like it’s some gacha game where the only SSR is “Yoruichi on all fours with a tail plug.” The best bit is how lazy and honest it feels. Backgrounds are simple, UI feels like it was thrown together during a boring weekend, and then suddenly you hit a full CG where Rangiku’s huge ass is filling the whole screen and the game goes from “haha parody” to “ok I’m jerking to this for real.” I kept alt-tabbing between the game and Discord and somehow lost track of the plot like three times, but it doesn’t even matter, because every choice basically leads to more sucking, riding, or milking anyway.

There is this one tiny, stupid thing I can’t stop thinking about: the way Nel’s boobs squash slightly when she leans on the imaginary table in front of the textbox. They’re huge, obviously, anime giant, but the artist added this tiny fold where they touch, and it broke my brain for a second. Meanwhile Rukia is in the same scene, proportioned totally different, smaller chest but still not exactly “small,” and the script pretends like she’s flat. It’s hilarious. Half the time the dialogue feels like someone was writing while watching clips on another monitor, you get lines like “I’ll never accept this crude training!” and literally one box later she’s riding you, drool on her chin, nipples hard, asking for “more of that spiritual juice.” There’s a grind for “affection” that just means you click the same spot until a meter hits a number, then you get Yoruichi pinning you, purple hair all over the place, tits bouncing as she milks you dry like some smug cat goddess. It’s trashy, inconsistent, kind of buggy, I clicked through one box and skipped a blowjob line that probably was important but whatever, and I still kept going just to see how far they’d push Orihime’s curves before it turned into pure hentai nonsense. Spoiler: it hits that point fast and never looks back.

You start as this kinda clueless guy who just wants some easy cash delivering pizza, and suddenly you’re knee deep in a beach resort that feels like it was designed by a horny god with zero HR rules. The whole thing plays like a goofy visual novel that keeps tripping over its own jokes, then somehow landing face first in some really filthy scenes. One second you’re checking a delivery address in a half-busted menu, next second the door opens and there’s a stacked blonde in a bikini top that can’t decide if it’s clothing or suggestion. The game doesn’t even pretend to be serious. You get into these dialogues where you try to sound professional while staring at gigantic tits that basically have their own gravity, and half your choices feel like: “Be polite” or “Accidentally flirt like a horny idiot.” And both usually lead to trouble, just different flavors of it.

What I liked is how they use the “pizza boy” thing as an excuse to throw you into all kinds of weird situations. Like, there’s this delivery to the green haired girl at the pool, and the scene starts normal, just small talk about the order, some dumb jokes about extra cheese, whatever. Then she stretches on the deck chair, her bikini bottom rides up, you get a close-up cg that is absolutely not subtle, and you suddenly notice this small dialogue branch that was easy to miss. If you pick it, she starts teasing you about tips. Not money tips. The tension ramps up quick. The writing is still trying to be funny, but the cg is already full hentai mode, uncensored, skin shining like she’s been soaked in sunscreen for an hour. I had that moment of “ok this is stupid” while at the same time scrolling back to check if there was a way to push the scene even further. Spoiler: there kinda is, but you need to be a bit of an asshole earlier with another girl at the beach bar, which I found by accident. Totally not replay-safe if you pretend to be a good guy all the time.

Then there is the scientist. She shows up like the game took a wrong turn out of Pornhub and fell into some cheap sci fi parody. Lab coat barely closed, tattoos poking from underneath, talking about “testing new code” in the resort system and acting like your dick is part of the experiment. There are bugged text boxes sometimes, stuff flickers, and instead of fixing it she sort of leans into it and starts breaking the fourth wall in this teasing way. She literally blames “code bugs” for why her top keeps disappearing in the cg gallery, like it is a glitch and not that the artist just wanted her naked in every variant. You get this optional scene where she asks you to deliver “special pizza” to her lab at night, and the whole route goes from light comedy to full hentai lab fantasy. Restraints, scanners, her sitting on your lap pretending she is calibrating something, and your choices change tiny details in the cg: glasses on or off, open coat, how rough it gets. It’s not super deep, but it felt more playful than most jam stuff I’ve seen.

The resort itself is full of beach clichés, in a good trashy way. Redhead lifeguard with a body that looks like it violates health and safety, fake wholesome smile, then you notice the way the camera angle keeps dropping to her chest when she “checks your pulse.” There’s a scene where she pretends you might be dehydrated and drags you to the shade. Absolutely no medical training in that scene, just wet lips, tan lines, and an excuse to slide her hand too low when she is “making sure your heart is fine.” The game lets you pick if you play along or try to act innocent, but both paths are horny, just with different banter. The humor is actually not terrible. It’s dumb, meme-ish, full of throwaway lines about late orders and bad mobile data, like someone wrote it while doomscrolling Twitter and watching hentai at the same time. My only real complaint is that sometimes it feels like the choices tease something big and then you just get the same cg with one line changed, but maybe that fits this whole lazy resort mood.

Some of the best bits are smaller things that almost feel like inside jokes for people who crawl adult VN sites too much. There’s a moment where a blonde customer says “don’t worry, I’m legal, this isn’t that kind of game” and then immediately asks you to help rub lotion into places the camera very clearly wants to focus on. Another time, a text popup bugs out and repeats three times, and instead of hiding it they let the scientist comment on how your “route flag is stuck” while her hand slowly moves offscreen on your body in the cg. Stuff like that makes it feel like everyone involved knew exactly what type of trashy, horny beach story they were making and just ran with it. It’s rough, sometimes clumsy, a bit all over the place, and the girls are drawn with that exaggerated hentai logic where every boob looks heavier than your whole torso. But when you are in the middle of a scene, watching sweat drip between giant tits while you’re still holding a pizza box in the corner of the frame, it kind of just clicks. You’re not here for perfect pacing. You’re here because a part-time job at a resort full of hot women and broken code is the exact porn plot your brain secretly wanted and never asked for out loud.

This one hits me right in my performer brain, in a weird way. Whole thing feels like you stole a pervert gadget from backstage and now you’re crawling around a club trying it on every girl that passes. You’ve got this “strip lens” that looks all innocent at first, like some cheap toy from AliExpress, and then you hold it on a girl and suddenly her clothes are gone and you’re staring like a dumb tourist in a red light district. It’s not subtle, at all. You scan, you peek, you poke around the scene, and each time you’re thinking “ok, where’s the damn key, I want the show, not just the tease.” As a burlesque dancer my brain kept turning it into choreography. Like, I’m imagining some drunk guy in front row with that lens in his hand, trying to undress me from his seat, and I’m just playing with him, turning away, hiding the “key” under my garter. The game kind of feels like that. On your screen you’re hunting those stupid little hidden spots, and when you finally unlock her, she starts stripping and you go “ah fuck, yeah, that’s what I wanted from the start.”

What I liked is that the girls don’t look like some plastic CG dolls, they feel like actual models who probably have an Instagram full of selfies and thirst traps. Blonde, redhead, each with her own vibe. One looks like that girl who serves coffee near my rehearsal studio, all sweet and innocent until the bra comes off and you’re like, ohhh, ok, you’re trouble. Another one has that redhead attitude that screams “I’ll ruin your life and you’ll thank me.” And yeah, the shows are more in the erotic zone than hardcore, but the striptease is the focus, and I’m biased, I live for that. She plays with lingerie, turns slow, takes her panties off last, all that. It’s not art, but it works. At one point I had Spotify running in background, some old-school jazz, and suddenly the whole thing felt like I was watching a secret burlesque audition someone filmed on their phone. Very trashy. Very hot. Sometimes during the hidden object parts it gets annoying, though. You’re just clicking around like a horny raccoon, trying to find this invisible “key” so she finally does the real show, and it breaks the mood a little when you’re stuck on a stupid lamp in the corner. But then you get it, the strip starts, and you forget you just spent way too long staring at a potted plant on your screen. And I wish they let you mess more with the pace of the routine, like choosing if she keeps stockings on or not, but they don’t and they never will and that’s it. Still, that lens idea is dirty in a good way, like peeping from backstage curtains during someone else’s act, knowing you’re not supposed to but doing it anyway, cock already half hard before the bra even hits the floor.

Jason is that kind of lazy-ass 22-year-old everyone knows: still parked in mom’s house, half pretending to look for work, actually grinding through games like his life depends on clearing the next level. The game drops you right into one of those “I’ll just play one more” nights where the screen glow is basically his only real relationship. Except here, the more he plays, the stranger his world starts twisting. Not in some deep philosophical way, don’t worry. More like: the geeky gamer fantasies in his head start leaking into his real life, and suddenly mom’s tight shirt isn’t “just mom’s shirt” anymore, and the Lara-style brunette on screen feels a little too close, like she might crawl out of the monitor and ask for a blowjob for beating the boss. It plays out like a short episode, self-contained, like a dirty Black Mirror that decided to stop pretending it has a moral and just went full horny instead.

The tone is this weird mix of everyday boredom and “shit, did that actually just happen.” One moment Jason’s half-slouching at his desk, alt-tabbing between his game and some porn site like Pornhub or XVideos, thinking about nothing, and then bam, you’re in front of a stacked milf with ridiculous big tits, and the game doesn’t even pretend you’re there for plot. You get those classic VN moments where time kind of slows down, screen holds on a CG of her bending over the sink, panties riding up, Jason’s eyes glued to her ass even though he’s pretending to look at the floor. The text doesn’t over-explain it, which I like. You already know what he’s thinking. When oral comes in, it’s not some meek fade to black. Mouth on cock, spit strings, sloppy sounds, her lips stretching around him, his hand in her hair pulling a little too hard, that quick little panic in his head that she might actually notice how much he’s enjoying it. Then he thinks about that redhead from his game, the one with the explorer shorts, and suddenly the lines start blurring. Is he imagining mom as his own bootleg Lara, or did the dev just decide that gamer brain is one endless crossover event and call it a day.

What sells it isn’t some great mystery plot, it’s that feeling of being stuck between screens and reality. Jason grinding XP in his games, then “grinding” something else in the hallway when mom bends down to pick up laundry. You get those heavy-breathing scenes where she’s on her knees, her lips wrapped around him, cheeks hollowing out, eyes up, and the text throws in just enough little details like the taste, the warmth, the way her tongue plays with the tip, that it hits that sweet spot between porn and fantasy diary. The parody vibe sneaks in too, with that obvious nod to Lara Croft style heroines: tough gamer fantasy girls with guns and shorts who, in this world, also happen to love sucking cock once Jason manages to “beat” their route. No long grind, no nonsense stat juggling, just click, read, choose, watch the CG hentai do its thing. One shot, in and out, like a quick jerk-it session between real-life obligations you’re definitely ignoring. It feels dirty in that specific way only a story about a useless gamer son drooling over his milf mother and game heroines can pull off, and it doesn’t apologize for any of it.

This thing starts kind of goofy and horny at the same time, which hits my nostalgia brain pretty hard. Back when I was hiding on Newgrounds and F95 in shitty school computers, all the lewd stuff tried to be “serious” and edgy, and here you get this Halloween ghost-hunting crew that is absolutely not professional at all. You’re supposed to be managing this little team for some fake-ass TV show called “The Ghost Hunt”, but half the time it feels like herding perverts who accidentally got cameras and EMF meters. The first scene where you’re interviewing your crew cracked me up: you ask a simple work question and in two clicks it turns into “so if a ghost possessed my panties, would you still film?” kind of thing. It’s stupid, and horny, and feels like exactly the kind of trash I was playing on Kongregate while pretending it was “just a visual novel, not porn”.

What I liked a lot is how small choices keep nudging the vibe. You can push the team to be “professional” and they still end up in some ridiculous sexual mess during a haunted house pre-check. I had one run where I tried to be serious manager, checking equipment, asking about safety, and then the redhead just casually drops something like “If a spirit wants my body, I’m not saying no” and the dialogue options are all some flavor of “ok but we’re filming it”. She is such a classic old-school porn VN redhead too: that messy teasing, fake innocence, the kind of girl who will call you “boss” with a smirk while holding a ghost detector way too close to her tits so it keeps beeping. I like her, then sometimes I hate her, often in the same scene. At one point I was sure the game wants me to take her side, then suddenly she’s roasting the MC for being a creep and I was like, yeah, fair. The writing flips like that a lot. It’s not deep, but it feels like someone actually horny wrote it, not a committee.

Sex scenes are built up with jokes more than tension, which is weirdly hot. There’s one early investigation in an abandoned hotel where the crew argues if they should turn off the lights “for atmosphere” and you know damn well it’s just an excuse to push people into each other in the dark. When the “ghost activity” starts, it’s half horror, half “oops my clothes are slipping, maybe the ghost did it”. I usually hate that “comedy first, sex second” pacing, but here it sort of works because the MC is clearly in on the bullshit, not pretending to be some noble hero. The spooky parts are light horror, like old Flash games that tried to be scary but instead made you horny because the girl screams and grabs you. There’s this one stupid little detail that stuck in my head: the sound of the EMF reader going off right when a character starts moaning. It’s such a tiny, cheesy timing trick, and it made me laugh every single time, and then I started to wait for it like Pavlov dog. I actually wish they would stop doing that after a while, but they don’t, and now my brain just links beeping to fucking, which is probably not healthy. The management side is barely management, more like an excuse to pick who flirts with whom before the next spooky blowjob in the hallway, and yet I found myself min-maxing like an idiot, trying to get the “perfect” setup for more redhead screen time. It makes no sense. Also the UI spacing on some choice menus annoys me and I am still annoyed and it will never get fixed. But the whole thing has this messy, horny Halloween-night-with-a-bad-porn-parody energy that reminded me of playing trashy ghost hentai games on a ten year old laptop, hiding the browser tab every time someone walked behind me.

Period, a fierce monster hunter begins her journey aiming to domesticate a wild horse. Right from the start, a demon taking the form of a horse swipes her bra, sparking a chaotic chain of events.

Forget simple monster tracking and battling. The absence of her bra is glaringly obvious, even hidden beneath layers of city garments. To make matters worse, the city’s intimidating youths are ready to snatch her clothes.

With darkness settling in, she prowls through sinister alleyways to reclaim what’s hers, all while evading creepy predators waiting to pounce. At the same time, a creeping, mutating sludge spreads across the city, and she races against time to fight it off.

In this top-down RPG fantasy, you dive into a world filled with peril, passion, and hidden threats. Our redheaded heroine Period refuses to back down, confronting every obstacle with fierce resolve.

Each move pushes you further into the city’s dark heart where beasts and seductive threats await. Hunt for clues, reclaim your belongings, and battle vile monsters while resisting the city's corrupting influence.

Can you help Period survive this wicked fantasy RPG, balancing danger with raw desire in a world that’s as cruel as it is seductive? Night stretches on filled with threats and forbidden pleasures - plunge in and shape your fate amid the madness.

Our main character refuses to abandon his daily grind, his longtime buddies, or the life he’s known. Driven by the need to return, he sets out to reclaim what he lost and break free from his new identity.

Trapped in a body he barely recognizes, he finds it hard to fit in. That’s when he meets Victoria, a knowledgeable guide, who opens his eyes to the intimate rituals and peculiar habits of those around him. She pulls back the curtain on a shadowy, tantalizing realm.

She imparts numerous seductive skills, among them, the subtle manipulation of female desires. Each woman he talks to quickly succumbs, stripping down and sharing intimate, juicy details. Behind closed doors, confessions and carnal pleasures unfold.

With each provocative encounter, he learns the power of desire mingled with true connection. Does this journey return him to his old self, or transform him irrevocably? Step into a world where temptation drives every choice and every touch tells a story.

Start playing to unravel the mysteries and pleasures that await.