New condo, new title, and suddenly every horny problem in the whole building is your problem. That’s pretty much the vibe here. You’re not playing some heroic savior, you’re the poor bastard who got handed the trustee job in a place that looks normal at first, then every door you knock on turns into another “how the hell did I end up in this situation” moment. One floor you’re arguing about parking spaces with a stacked milf in a tight blouse who keeps leaning just a little too close, next you’re pretending you’re checking water pressure while actually staring at the shower through frosted glass, trying not to get caught with your dick already hard. The game really leans into that slow burn of “professional” talk that keeps sliding into filthy territory. One second you’re discussing condo fees, then she’s on her knees in the bedroom, lipstick smeared on your cock, asking if this counts as a “service discount.” It’s soft and romantic in that bullshit way where she’s blushing and shy right before she swallows every drop like she was training for it.

It’s fun how different the women feel just from how they talk to you. The blonde neighbor pretending she’s all pure and proper, always acting like this is just a formal meeting in her living room, but her shirt buttons never seem to stay closed, and those big tits are practically begging to fall out while she pours you tea. That moment where you just sit on her couch, listening to her complain about the previous trustee, and you’re not even touching yet, but you know she wants you to pin her over the armrest and pull her hair… that hits better than some porn sites I’ve got bookmarked in Chrome. Then there’s the redhead who doesn’t even bother hiding it. She’s the one who opens the door in a towel, “forgets” to tighten it, drops hints like “my shower is acting weird, can you come check it?” and then you’re suddenly pressed against the bathroom wall, water running, her mouth wrapped around you while she stares right up into your eyes like she’s daring you to cum down her throat. The brunette feels more like a slow romance route, texting you late at night on WhatsApp, sending half-safe pics, telling you about her shitty day, and then asking if you “really think she’s sexy” right before she lets you watch her undress with the lights low. Honestly the romance can feel cheesy sometimes, lines a bit too sweet, but then she straddles you and rides you like she hasn’t been touched in months, and the cheese just kind of works. I wish the game didn’t tease voyeur stuff so often without fully going full creepy neighbor energy, but it’s also kind of hot that you’re always on the edge of being caught peeking from the corridor or watching a window reflection while pretending you’re just checking the building lights. You bounce between dating sim choices, checking if you said the right thing three scenes ago, and those payoff moments where she finally drops the act and you get her lips around your cock, mascara streaked, calling you “trustee” like it’s some dirty title. It’s messy, a bit corny, sometimes too romantic for how filthy the scenes are, and that’s exactly why it sticks in your head long after you close the browser tab.

Orihime XXX Simulator feels like someone pulled The Lovers card, then tossed it on the floor and started licking it. It is simple, straight to the point, and absolutely obsessed with one thing: putting Orihime in front of you and letting you mess with her body like you pull symbols from a spread. You are not saving the world here, you are not solving some deep plot. You just have this soft, busty, slightly shy anime girl who already carries that sun energy from the original show, and the whole thing is like a ritual where you strip her down, dress her up again, change small details, then watch how the vibe shifts from innocent to filthy in one click.

The customization is a bit like reading the same Tarot card reversed and upright. Same picture, different message. A tiny change in expression from sweet to needy, and suddenly the whole scene turns from “crush from school” to “fucktoy who knows exactly what she’s doing.” I kept catching myself thinking: “Ah, this one is The Star, all hopeful,” and then I give her a more open mouth, eyes a bit half closed, and nope, now it’s straight Devil, full lust, no pretending. You swap accessories, change some clothes, panties on, panties off, some red detail here, hair sitting different there, and the entire sexual temperature of the scene rises or drops. It is ridiculous how one small button completely shifts the fantasy. And that damn little delay when an outfit changes, it is tiny, but it annoyed me more than any boss fight in some AAA game and I still kept clicking like a horny idiot.

There is no deep gameplay loop here, and I actually liked that, even though I also didn’t. You just poke around: undress, adjust her look, set that face that says “please fuck me again” and then just stare at the screen like it’s a private altar. It feels dirty, like you somehow hacked into her room and she is posing just for you, but at the same time it is playful, almost too soft, like someone put a thick Temperance card right in the middle of a hardcore reading. I wanted even more filth, more poses, more crazy options, but also the focused obsession on just one girl makes it stronger, like a single card that keeps repeating in every spread until you get the message: she is here to be taken, dressed, redressed, and used as the center of your little Bleach-flavored fantasy. If you’re the kind of person who once paused an episode just to stare at her chest longer, this thing is basically that pause button turned into a horny toy that actually answers back with new clothes, new looks, new sins lined up in front of you.

Sam has perfected the art of transformation, mixing lingerie, accessories, and those subtle facial flickers that change everything. In just one night, she crafts dozens of unique looks, each one a chance to become someone else entirely. Your role? To help her keep it all under wraps.

Imagine slipping into Sam’s shoes, where every piece of clothing - or the absence thereof - rewires your identity. This isn’t just about fashion; it's survival. Every item you choose must be handled with precision, because one wrong move could blow her cover.

Lingerie sets aren’t just lingerie here, reinforcing the deception she lives by. The way Sam tilts her head, arches a brow, or flashes a shy smile - those expressions are lethal. Anyone unfortunate enough to cross her path might find themselves lost in a maze of lies, charmed or undone in seconds.

Customization goes beyond simple attire. Accessories like glasses add layers to her disguise, while the fiery red locks frame a face that’s either innocent or irresistibly dangerous. Big breasts strain against silk corsets, and every curve is accentuated, transforming her into a living chameleon who thrives on secrecy and sensuality.

Time crashes down like a relentless storm, pushing you to think faster, act sharper, and craft smarter disguises. You’re not just picking lingerie; you’re piecing together a shield of alluring deceit. Help Sam navigate this world where appearance means everything.

The thrill comes from balancing on a razor’s edge of exposure and invisibility, and only you hold the thread that pulls her fate. This is a game where big boobs meet big stakes, where the flicker of a glance can topple kingdoms, and where one perfect outfit could mean salvation or complete ruin.

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.

It’s weird how this one got under my skin. I opened *Deck of Hearts* expecting another lazy click‑through with the same recycled bodies, but the writing kept pulling me back. It’s just text and cards, right? Except the cards don’t feel like props - they’re little traps for your decisions. You draw one and suddenly you’re in a room that smells like perfume and bad ideas, staring at a redhead who looks like she knows exactly how far you’ll go before folding. The game doesn’t even try to hide its filth; it leans into it like it’s proud of being shameless. And honestly, good. The MC’s voice is messy, horny, insecure, sometimes cruel, which feels way more real than those perfect hero types.

There’s this scene - I won’t spoil too much - but the moment the blonde leans over the table, teasing about “luck,” you realize the cards aren’t random at all. They’re judging you. It’s not subtle, but it works. I laughed when I shouldn’t have, mostly because the dialogue feels like something you’d overhear in a bar where everyone’s pretending not to listen. The corruption angle hits harder than expected; it’s slow, sticky, uncomfortable in the best way. I caught myself clicking slower, reading every line twice, like the words might change if I stared long enough. Sometimes they do. Maybe that’s just me projecting.

If there was an award for “Most Unnecessary Grope That Still Made Sense,” this game wins it. The AI CGs look almost too clean for the dirt they’re showing, like someone tried to polish sin. The MILF character - yeah, you’ll know her when she shows up - has this smug smile that makes the whole plot bend around her. I kinda wish the teen character had more agency, but maybe that’s the point: everyone’s trapped in their own deck. Also, whoever wrote the card descriptions must’ve been drunk or a poet. Hard to tell which. Anyway, I closed the tab and immediately reopened it. That probably says enough.

Flare going after Lucy’s ass feels exactly like that one fanfic you read on AO3 at work and pretended is “just background reading”. There is no romance prelude, almost no fake teasing, it jumps straight into that hungry energy where you can tell Flare has been thinking about Lucy’s body for a long time. The moment Lucy ends up pinned and you realize Flare is more obsessed with her ass than her tits, it clicks: ok, this is that kind of game. The camera loves Lucy’s curves, that soft blonde body and the way her butt fills the frame, and Flare’s red hair is almost like a signal that things are going to get messy. I liked how they don’t bother with big exposition, they just throw you into this lesbian Fairy Tail fantasy where one girl basically worships the other’s lower half like it’s holy. It’s stupid, horny and somehow kind of sweet, all at once.

The first loop where Flare is just eating Lucy out, tongue buried between those thighs, actually surprised me because it lingers. She treats Lucy’s pussy like a snack she hasn’t had in months, long slow licking, then quick flicks, then back to slow again, and Lucy’s reactions sell it better than I expected. Little shivers, the way her hips twitch when Flare changes the angle, that tiny moment where Lucy arches her back and you see just a bit more of her ass cheeks. You know that classic hentai thing when the girl protests for like half a second and then melts? Yeah, that happens, but at least here it feels more like “I shouldn’t enjoy this so much” than “oh no please stop”. I still wish Lucy talked more, though. There’s a few moans and short lines, but I wanted her to beg properly, say something filthy, maybe call Flare a pervert for licking her that deep. Instead you get more moan-focused audio, which is nice, but sometimes feels like watching porn on mute while Spotify plays in the background. And Flare, who is clearly the freak in this situation, stays a bit too silent for my taste, like she’s concentrating on a school test, not on ass.

Then the tongue goes lower and the whole thing shifts from “cute horny fanservice” to “ok, that’s actually hot”. The rimming animation is where the game shows its real fetish heart. Flare spreads Lucy’s cheeks and you get this close view of Lucy’s asshole, shiny and twitching, and Flare just dives in. She licks around it, presses her tongue right on the rim, circles it, then pushes in, and it’s not shy at all. No quick cutaway, they let the tongue stay there, sliding in and out, and Lucy’s face goes from embarrassed to completely gone. I like how Lucy’s body reacts when Flare goes deeper: that little jolt, toes curling, eyes rolling up a bit, spit glistening where pussy and ass both got attention. At one point, Flare’s hands are squeezing Lucy’s ass while her tongue is buried in the hole, and for a second I forgot it was a short game and not a longer loop-focused hentai video. It’s funny, I usually don’t care that much about rimming in games, most of the time it feels like they added it just to tick a box, but here it’s the main dish, not dessert. Still, part of me wanted more variety, maybe a position change, Lucy sitting on Flare’s face or something. Instead it stays locked in this one setup, which is hot, but also makes you wish for one extra scene that will never come. The pace is decent, the climax hits, Lucy basically melts from all the anal attention, and Flare looks way too proud of herself. And there I was, clicking replay like an idiot, telling myself “ok, last time” while my hand clearly disagreed.

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I clicked this thing thinking it’s some cheap clickbait with Lucy slapped on the thumbnail and honestly, it is cheap, but I still watched the whole loop like a fucking idiot. It’s Lucy Heartfilia, obviously, but more like “Lucy after three shots of whiskey and zero shame.” She is riding Loke like she wants to break his hips, and the whole thing is basically just that one scene on repeat. There’s no stupid plot about celestial keys, nobody yelling about friendship, nothing. Just Lucy’s huge tits bouncing while she grinds on his cock. It sounds boring when I write it, but then I catch myself staring at her boobs like I’m in a trance. They nailed that weighty look, you know? Not cartoon balloons, but heavy and soft, squishing and wobbling every time she drops her ass. I swear they put more effort into her boobs than in the rest of the art. Her face is kind of frozen in that ecchi “I’m cumming forever” expression, which is hot at first and then you start wishing she would blink or something. Still, I kept going.

The angle they picked is pretty good and also kind of lazy. It’s mostly side-ish view, where you see Loke lying down and Lucy bouncing on top of him, her blonde hair messy and her back arching. You always have a perfect line of sight on her tits and the way his dick disappears into her. There is small stuff, like the way her ass cheeks clap when she drops down, that makes it better than a lot of trash loops you see on these sites. They play with her pussy spreading around him just enough to keep you watching. But at the same time, it’s just one animation speed, no variation, no control. You can’t click to make her go faster, you can’t change positions, you can’t do anything. It just runs. And runs. And runs. I ended up doing that stupid thing where you mute it and play random tracks on Spotify in the background, trying to sync Lucy’s bouncing with a beat. Don’t ask me why, it kind of worked with some techno playlist I forgot to like, and now I can’t find it again, which pisses me off more than it should.

There is this weird thing too: since it’s clearly trying to be Fairy Tail, you expect maybe some magic circles in the background, or a little bit of that guild vibe, or even another redhead walking in for a threesome, but nah. Background is basically nothing important, like they loaded up the scene and then said “good enough” and went home. The nerd in me wanted stupid references, like a wrong symbol or someone shouting “Natsu” from another room, I don’t know. Instead you just get Lucy riding Loke’s cock on an endless loop like it’s some cursed gif. It actually makes it kind of easy fap material, because there’s no distraction, no dialogue, no annoying text boxes. But also, if you are into story or choices, you will be bored in ten seconds. It is like those ancient flash loops you watched in a crappy browser at school, just with way better boobs. And for some reason, while watching her tits bounce up and down for the twentieth time, I started wondering how many animators sat there adjusting that boob jiggle frame by frame. They deserve a raise. Or not. I can’t decide.

This thing is basically Nami and Robin locked in a filthy little time loop, and I kinda hate how much it works. It pretends to be “Strong World” flavored, but forget that, it’s just pure fanservice with the serial numbers lightly scratched off. You load it up, and there’s no pretense, no slow build, no annoying walls of text pretending to be deep story. Nami’s already in futa mode, cock out, right behind Robin like she’s been waiting for this since Arlong Park. No teasing, no soft romance, just straight to that thick cock stuffing Robin’s ass in doggystyle. It feels cheap and fast and lazy, and that’s exactly why my brain went “ok, one more loop” like a dumb Pavlov dog. Reminded me of those shitty Flash sites I used to browse on Internet Explorer after pretending to study with Wikipedia open in the background. You know the style: click, loop, nut, close tab, shame, repeat. This game feels like that old bad habit came back with a better monitor.

The animation is technically simple, but it nails the important part: motion rhythm. Nami just pounds Robin’s asshole without pause, hips slapping, tits bouncing, hair moving, everything locked in that “I’m not leaving this hole tonight” kind of tempo. Robin’s face goes from smug “I know everything” to “fuck, this is deep” pretty fast, mouth open, cheeks flushing, eyes rolling a bit when the thrusts really sink in. There’s no stupid censorship, no silly light rays, just raw ass getting nailed. I liked the way her ass jiggles on impact, although sometimes the loop stutters for a split second in my Chrome and it pissed me off more than it should. And then I kept watching anyway. The angle doesn’t change, it’s stubbornly fixed on that doggystyle view, cock slamming in and out, balls swinging, Robin’s hole stretching nice and wide then hugging the shaft. You’d think it would get boring after two minutes, but somehow it turns into that background porn you leave on while scrolling Telegram or checking Twitter DMs, and suddenly you realize you’re still staring at Nami’s cock vanishing into Robin’s ass, hypnotized like an idiot.

What I kinda liked is how unromantic it is. No love talk, no gentle stuff, no awkward “oh senpai” nonsense, just Nami treating Robin like her personal warm toy. For a futa Nami fan this is straight-up wish fulfillment: redhead on top, full control, that cock looking heavy and mean, sliding all the way in like Robin’s ass was made to be used. At the same time, it’s shallow as hell. No variation, no anal-to-pussy, no cumshots switching position, nothing. She just keeps her buried in the same pose, over and over, like time stopped right when Nami decided “ok, this is the best angle, we stay here forever.” And it annoyed me. Then I paused my Spotify playlist, turned up the tiny slapping and moaning, and suddenly the loop felt nastier. Those wet impact sounds with Robin’s short gasps made it feel like some private little clip stolen from the Thousand Sunny’s lower deck. It’s dumb, it’s horny, it’s repetitive, it’s absolutely not “quality content”, and I still caught myself zoning out watching that cock disappear into Robin’s ass for way longer than I want to admit.