Main guy drags his ass back from college, broke, horny, thinking life is gonna be boring again, and instead he walks into this super weird domestic porn fantasy that feels half like a sitcom and half like that one filthy subreddit you only open in incognito. The whole setup is normal on paper: small house, quiet neighborhood, "behave yourself, dear," all that soft grandma energy. Then her friend shows up. And she is problem. Not in a "oops my towel slipped" way, more like she knows exactly what his cock is doing under the table and she enjoys watching him panic about it. She plays it sweet, offering cookies and cuddles, then five minutes later she has him hard as fuck from just tracing a finger on his knee while granny is in the next room talking about knitting. It starts slow, like wholesome teasing, almost cute, and then suddenly the same woman is making him lick her fingers clean after she stuffs his face in her pussy and calls it "practice."

What I liked is how the game leans into that whole "standard landlady porn plot but crooked." It has the expected peeping in the shower, sneaky hand under the blanket while someone "sleeps," those early morning scenes where he wakes up with a tent and somebody just happens to walk in and stare a bit too long. Only here the main target is this older friend who looks all classy on the outside, but the more affection points you stack, the filthier she gets. First she just gives him a soft handjob while shushing him, then she starts using toys on herself and making him watch like some obedient slave, then she flips and rides his face, talking about how long she waited for a young cock in this house. It jumps from sweet cuddling on the couch to "open your mouth and take my squirt" so fast that my brain had whiplash and my dick said thank you. There is some light romance sprinkled in there, like she actually cares, then ten seconds later she orders him to cum inside and says they’ll deal with a baby if it happens. Totally normal conversation topic over tea.

At some point the game just stops pretending anyone in that house is innocent. You get lesbian tension in the bathroom when grandma’s friend "helps" with washing, a random footjob under the table while the old lady complains about her back, a secret cosplay outfit hidden in the wardrobe that turns into this ridiculous scene where she pretends to be a strict dom teacher but keeps breaking character to laugh. There is groping everywhere, ass slaps that sound like someone dropping raw meat, titjobs that last way too long in a good way, even this weirdly tender moment where they cuddle after a brutal anal session and she talks about loneliness like it is nothing while he is still leaking cum. Sometimes she goes full femdom, sometimes she just melts and lets him take control, choking her lightly while she begs for creampie and calls him "my good boy" like that’s not the most twisted wholesome thing ever. I wish the game stopped fading to black on a couple specific kinks it clearly teases, but it never will, it just smiles at you and closes the door every time. Also there is one mug in the kitchen that keeps changing color between scenes and it pissed me off more than it should, but anyway, if you push her route hard enough and flirt like a total homewrecker, the house turns into a kind of slow-burn harem disaster where every "innocent" movie night feels like foreplay and you start wondering who is going to climb into his bed next.

This thing feels like somebody smashed together a horny superhero anime, a shitpost subreddit and a bargain-bin Marvel movie, then somehow made it a Ren’Py VN that actually kinda works. You play this dude who absolutely does not have his life together, gets jumped in an alley by discount villains who look like they crawled out of a Gacha game, and then boom, saved by a ridiculously hot superhero girl with thighs that could crack a planet. One second you’re bleeding on the ground, next second you’re getting dragged into this superhero academy that’s half “serious training facility” and half horny meme factory. The whole tone is like watching a scuffed Twitch highlight reel where everyone’s horny and nobody remembers the plot for more than ten minutes at a time. In a good way. Mostly.

The visual novel side is pretty standard, but the writing jumps from dumb shitpost humor to legit cute romance faster than your dick can adjust. One scene you’re doing this dramatic rooftop confession with the heroine, background all starry and emotional, and then she says something like “I only saved you because your death flag would ruin my KDA” and the mood falls on its face, but you’re still kinda turned on. The superpower stuff is treated half serious, half joke; you’ll have a big “you must control your power” moment, then immediately after there’s a training montage where everyone is in tight hero suits and the camera conveniently forgets that faces exist and just loves asses. Sometimes it feels like the game really cares about the characters, then five minutes later it throws a meme edit over a serious moment like a cursed TikTok. It’s stupid. I was into it.

Sexual content hits that line between horny and just totally clowning on horny culture. There are scenes where the heroine is trying to “test your stamina” in a very not-safe-for-any-school kind of way, and the game suddenly throws in quick time events mid-sex so you’re there slamming keys like an animal just to not “fail the mission” while your brain is already burned out. Those QTEs are fun at first and then randomly annoying, like when you’re almost finishing and it screams at you to hit a button or you lose the whole scene. I rage-clicked once and hit the wrong input and the MC just nutted early, and the girl looked at him like he unplugged her router. That part made me laugh and also made me hate it. Also, the sci-fi school has these weird little mystery moments like “who set up this villain attack” and some clues are hidden between horny scenes, which is honestly a war crime against my attention span. I kinda wish there was a way to replay just the lewd scenes without digging through all the goofy dialogue, but I also don’t want them to change anything, because the chaos is half the charm and half the problem and I’m not sure which half I’m jerking it to.

Tifa in a dirty Asgar back alley is honestly one of those ideas that sounds like a shitpost you see on Twitter, then you actually click and suddenly you are sitting there, pants half down, thinking about ethics. The game throws you into this narrow, trashy street corner where Tifa’s “chance encounter” is not really chance at all, it feels more like the city itself is horny and bored and wants to see what happens if you poke her morality with a stick. You move around with simple point & click stuff, nothing fancy, but the way it uses that simplicity is what stuck with me. Clicking a trash can to see if there is something useful in there, then realizing the thing you find is not an item, but a decision that will push her closer to being a public slut or staying that slightly sad “good girl who knows better” is weirdly heavy. At one moment I was carefully choosing polite dialogue, trying to keep her dignity, and five minutes later I was letting her bend over near a flickering neon sign while some random nobody jerked off watching her and the game treated it like a natural escalation, not a sudden “corruption level 100” jump. It creeps up on you. You think you still control the line, and then a new option appears like “maybe flash your tits, nobody will notice,” and of course the whole alley notices.

What really messes with your head is how it uses those AI CG images. Most AI porn games feel like a Frankenstein of mismatched faces and extra fingers, but here the Tifa knockoff is close enough to tick the nostalgia brain, and different enough you start reading her like an alternate universe version. Her boobs are weaponized, obviously, but not only in the “big tits for clickbait” way. You get a scene where she is cornered near a broken streetlight, and two dudes are arguing over who gets to “check if she is really as soft as she looks,” and the camera shifts between her embarrassed face and that tight top about to give up on physics. It feels wrong and hot at the same time, like you are participating in a stupid social experiment about how many times you will click “let them touch a bit more” before you feel like trash. Then the game throws Aerith into the mix and suddenly there is this weird soft romance flavor sliding under all the sleaze. One path has you focusing on Tifa’s spiral into exhibitionism, letting her discover she actually likes being watched, like properly likes it, moaning louder on purpose because she knows there might be someone behind the window. Another bit switches you over to a male POV, looking at her and Aerith almost like collectibles, and I hated how efficient that perspective is. It makes you treat them as reward screens, then suddenly there is a little tender gesture between them, a kiss that is not just porn logic, and your brain has to adjust: oh, shit, maybe they feel something too. The romance is clumsy but honest, like two thirsty people in a city that only respects power and skin. I wish the UI wasn’t so stiff and some of the dialogue didn’t sound like Google Translate drunk on cheap wine, but in a funny way it fits the whole “morals falling apart in a forgotten alley” vibe. It feels broken in the same way the characters are broken. And yeah, that text choice that moves half a pixel when you hover? I’m still irrationally angry about that.

Didn’t think I’d get caught in feelings from a porn game, but here we are. The thing opens with this guy walking through a campus that looks too clean for any real college, like someone polished every trash bin with baby oil. You’re supposed to be this older dude coming back to study, but it’s pretty clear no one’s thinking about books. The twins show up before you even finish the damn orientation - one’s shy, the other can’t stop teasing him about being “experienced.” I swear the dev knew exactly what they were doing with those first few camera angles. It’s not subtle. But weirdly, there’s a heartbeat underneath all that pixel boob physics. He looks tired when they laugh at him, and that caught me off guard. Then again, the dialogue AI sometimes mixes tenses like a bad translator, and suddenly the mood dies. You ever try to stay turned on while someone says “I can’t wait for you are touching me”? Yeah.

The mom’s route hits different. Everyone calls her the “MILF professor,” but she’s more like the only real human in this digital soap opera. She talks like someone who’s seen rent overdue a few too many times, which makes her scenes feel heavier. I got this one moment - she’s grading papers, and he just stands there watching her fingers move - and it’s not even explicit yet, but it’s hotter than half the sex scenes. Then of course the animation glitches, her face freezes mid-bite, and boom, horror movie smile. Still didn’t close the tab. There’s something messy in the way the story keeps pretending it’s about education while the choices drag you deeper into this weird emotional swamp of lust and “what if I still mattered.” That’s probably the point, or maybe I’m reading too much into porn again.

What really killed me though, there’s no consistency with the twins’ personalities after chapter three. They flip-flop between playful angels and walking kinks depending on whatever random seed the AI spat out that day. But sometimes, between the clunky lines and those badly looped moans, it almost feels honest. Like everyone’s just acting out their second chances in code and skin shaders that barely load. I hate that it worked on me.

The whole thing starts pretty low-key: burned-out dev guy, stolen app, goes back to his hometown because everything in the city went to shit. On paper it sounds like one of those sad grindy life sims, but in practice it turns into this messy, horny sandbox where every “normal” place from childhood suddenly has someone with ridiculous curves and questionable boundaries hanging around. It feels like the engine was made for a mid-tier mobile RPG first, then the dev just kept stacking lewd interactions on top of it until the dialogue system started creaking. Sometimes the text queues lag half a second on my phone and the girl is already moaning in the animation before the line pops up, which accidentally makes it dirtier, like you’re catching her mid-thought. On PC browser it’s smoother, Chrome handled most scenes better than Firefox for me, especially the animated stuff with group action and multiple camera moves, but you can feel the budget when several bodies and particles fill the screen and the fps briefly dies while a creampie finishes.

What really sells it is how unclean the pacing is. You might be chatting about your stolen app one moment, then you click the “wrong” response and suddenly you’re groping a stacked aunt-type character in the hallway while she half-heartedly pretends to say no, and you can either stop or double down into full-on blackmail path. The incest angle is never subtle. The game just leans into it with those “we shouldn’t do this” lines while her tits are basically trying to escape her top. There’s this backyard punishment scene where you can choose between spanking, making her suck you off under the porch light, or going straight to anal if you played your cards right earlier. The animation there is surprisingly explicit: ass jiggle, ahegao, drool, the whole porn hub starter pack, but the lighting bugs out if you rotate the camera too fast and her shadow looks like some kind of cursed mannequin. I sort of love that it’s not polished, though. Same with the footjob scene in the living room, her toes clipping slightly through the cock, but the expression on her face sells it anyway and the sound design is filthy in the best way. On my Android phone the UI buttons overlap during those closer shots, so the “back” button floats awkwardly next to her open mouth and I keep almost clicking it when I just want to watch the throat bulge during oral.

Story tries to pretend it cares about romance routes and “healing your roots”, then an hour later you’re in what is basically a small-town BDSM circuit, sharing toys between girls and acting like it’s normal neighbor stuff. One girl you meet through the app subplot starts out as a shy virgin, then you unlock a masturbation scene where you spy on her with the very tech that was stolen from you, so it has this nice voyeuristic loop: you were wronged, now you’re the creep. Later on, if you push her, she goes from handjob in your room to titfuck in the office and finally this messy vaginal scene on a desk that’s clearly not built for physics, because items vibrate slightly while you pound her. I had one group sex event in a cramped bedroom where the camera had to choose which big ass to focus on and the AI decided to zoom right into a side angle of a toy slipping in and out, ignoring the girl sucking you off at the same time. It’s chaotic and oddly hot. The RPG bits keep poking their head in too: stats gates for anal, “obedience” checks before you can cum inside for a creampie ending, little text notes about whether she stays a good girl or starts begging for more. Romance flags exist, but the game never punishes you for juggling several women, it just quietly tracks who you’ve tied up, who you’ve watched through cameras, who you’ve turned into your personal cum dump. Sometimes I wish they’d smooth the UI scaling for smaller screens or fix that annoying delay when switching from map to bedroom scenes, but also, if it ever became super clean and corporate, it would lose half of this dirty, slightly wrong charm that makes the whole hometown full of sex toys, spanking, and bad decisions feel like a broken app you keep opening anyway.

Second year at Wentford is supposed to be about skipping lectures, half‑assed lab reports and maybe getting laid at some drunk dorm party if you’re lucky. Instead, you blow up one after‑class experiment, wake up with a dick, tits, curves and a body that can’t decide if it wants to be the heroine of a romance VN or the main attraction of Pornhub’s weirdest search page. The game throws you right into that “oh shit” feeling: you’re still you, same memories, same best friend from childhood, same crushes, but now every shower, every locker room, every crowded hallway in campus hits different. People you knew look at you in a new way. Some stare. Some pretend they don’t, then you catch them in the mirror. The whole vibe is “I’m not supposed to be turned on by this” while you’re very obviously turned on by this. It’s funny too, in that stupid meme way. The script has dumb jokes about bad chemistry puns, Dragon Ball references that are slightly wrong on purpose, and horny banter that actually sounds like Discord chat, not like some old dude trying to write “modern youth”. One moment you’re trying to figure out your schedule, next moment your professor bends over the desk and your new dick has its own plans. There is this scene in the lab, where you try to hide a raging futa boner behind a clipboard while your best friend talks about reaction yields, and the animation focuses on her lips way more than on the glassware. It’s not subtle. At all.

Sex stuff ramps up slowly if you want, then suddenly you’re juggling a horny roommate with big tits who “accidentally” walks around in a crop top, a milf neighbor who brings you homemade cookies and checks your “recovery”, and a bunch of girls at campus who think you’re the coolest freak accident ever. Sometimes it’s soft and romantic, kissing in the rain near the dorms, slow handjob in the dark, quiet little I‑love‑you that feels too real. Then next route it’s you buried between a thick ass and a pillow, watching your own cock slide into someone while another girl sits on your face, and you’re like, yeah ok, this escalated. There is lesbian stuff, there is full futa on girl pounding, there is anal that starts with teasing and ends with a messy creampie where you didn’t expect it, there is even that one scene where you get a footjob on the couch while another girl pretends to watch Netflix on her phone. Animations are short loops but they hit the right spots: hips rolling, cum spurts, tongue on clit, subtle ass jiggle. I like that they show the body transformation not just as “haha now you’re hot” but as corruption too. Your choices push you toward being caring and romantic, or a voyeur creep spying through doors, or a jealous cheater who fucks someone raw then still goes home to cuddle another girl like nothing happened. The interracial stuff slips in like it’s no big deal, which I personally like, but some people might want more build‑up there. I kinda wish the school parts had more actual studying, more chemistry puzzles or something, but who am I kidding, nobody loads an eroge for balanced academia. I opened it “just to check it out” on my phone, next thing I know I’m doing route math in a Google Keep note and replaying that scene where your best friend slowly goes from shy curiosity to grinding on your lap in the dorm chair. And there was something I wanted to say about titfucking in the bathroom stall, but now I’m thinking about the corrupted version of that same girl later, when she offers herself to a whole group like it’s totally natural, and I forgot what my point was. Anyway, the game is one long, horny identity crisis with big asses, big choices and that special kind of campus chaos where every door you open might have someone masturbating behind it, including you.

Boston crime drama, horny version. That’s basically what this thing is, but with way more tits and way less paperwork. You’re this 37-year-old FBI guy, proper grown man, not some anime boy who looks like he still needs a fake ID. First minutes, you’re already in the middle of a kidnapping case, guns out, bad guys, flashing lights, the whole “cop show” vibe. And then the game just looks at all that serious setup and goes, “ok, now let’s see who you’re going to fuck while the world burns slowly in the background.” It feels like someone mixed Criminal Minds with Pornhub, then forgot which part was supposed to be the main dish. As a retro sprite freak, I kind of miss the chunky pixels, but here you get shiny 3D models, curves everywhere, big boobs that bounce like they never heard of gravity, and a dick that the camera keeps lovingly framing like it’s also one of the characters. You play vertical on phone, on Chrome for me, had Telegram and WhatsApp popping over the screen while I was trying to focus on one scene with Luci on the couch and, yeah, that actually made it hotter somehow. Very “real life keeps interrupting your porn” feeling.

What really hit me was how this game tries to be romantic and filthy at the same time and kind of succeeds, kind of fails, sometimes in the same scene. One minute you’re having this soft, slow talk with Luci, she’s opening up about being scared, you pick a gentle answer, it feels sweet, like something from a normal dating sim. Next click, her shirt is off and your hand is under it, squeezing big warm tit, nipple poking through your palm, and she’s breathing into your ear. Nice, yes, but the transition is like a car changing gear without clutch. That’s kind of the whole rhythm: pacing is like ordering a burger and the guy bringing you cake first, then fries, then a beer, and only later the actual burger that you forgot you ordered. You’re chasing this creepy conspiracy, talking with your partner Sarah about evidence, and then, almost without warning, your brain is going “wait, is she staring at my crotch?” Then the game actually lets you lean into it, fingers brushing her thigh when you pass a file, just a bit too long, her eyes catching yours, no slap, no drama, just quiet green light. That office groping energy is nice, just wish some scenes would breathe longer before the next dramatic twist drops. Also the main guy looks hot, rugged, a bit tired, totally fuckable dad age. I liked that more than I should. And no, the coffee cups in the office never line up with the scenes and it bothers me way more than all the dead bodies and cult symbols.

Stellar Dream feels like someone mashed a horny space opera with a messy dating sim and then just let it ferment. You’re the guy stuck on this huge colony ship in the middle of nowhere, supposed to be the responsible scout wrangler, but it takes about ten minutes before “mission” turns into “how many people on this ship want to use me as a toy.” In a good way. Mostly. The tone jumps from sci-fi mystery to “oops I just got a handjob in a corridor” so fast it almost feels like old-school Ren’Py stuff people passed around on shady forums. One minute you’re in a briefing talking about lost scouting parties and damaged comms, next minute your commanding officer with Milf Energy is leaning way too close, tits almost spilling out, asking why your discipline stats are higher than your charm. You try to focus on the quest log, then she quietly locks the door and pushes you into the chair and suddenly the mission is her riding you until her stockings are a mess. Of course that’s the “serious professional” route. The casual one is worse.

What really got me is how the ship starts feeling like a floating red-light district without ever actually saying it out loud. You walk into the mess hall “by accident” at the wrong rotation and it’s not just food they’re trading; some crew basically turns prostitution into a side hustle, and your stats decide if you end up paying, being paid, or getting blackmailed into free service. There’s this one scene where a big ass alien milf in a tight uniform you barely earned trust with tells you she “studied human mating rituals” and halfway through oral she just stops to ask if groping is considered a greeting on Earth. I laughed so hard my Spotify playlist looped the same track three times, but I still clicked “Yes, sure, totally normal.” The corruption stuff creeps up on you. At first you’re trying to be a noble hero, pick the “romance” options in dialogues, go for cute kisses and normal vaginal sex, and two in-game days later you’re casually asking a futa officer from engineering if she can help you “relax” before a landing because her cock bulge has been distracting you for three scenes straight. I wish they’d tone down the stat grinding, but they won’t and honestly I still kept chasing that one scene where the prim science milf pretends she hates you, then pins you to the lab table, spits on your dick and jerks you off while lecturing you on alien DNA. There is a creampie ending with her that feels almost too romantic, considering five minutes before she threatened to throw you in an airlock. And yeah, the incest subplot sneaks in like a bad idea on Telegram at midnight: you swear you’re not going to touch it, then your “close relative” shows up in a tight suit, calls you by that nickname only old fans of the dev’s previous games will recognize, hugs you a bit too long, and suddenly your moral compass goes out the window. The animation is simple but nasty in the right way, tits bouncing, drool strings during oral, cum dripping out lazily after you pull out. There’s this titfuck scene where the camera just stays too long on the slow glide of her big soft breasts around your shaft, and you forget the whole “save the scouts, secure a planet” thing exists at all. Anyway, I still don’t know why the inventory has that one useless item that never does anything and it annoys me every time I see it sitting there, but whatever. Space is horny, people are worse, and this ship is absolutely not fit for respectable colonization.

I didn’t expect the opening scene to slap that hard. You’re just standing there, half-broken hull around you, half-naked angel girl trying to look dignified while her collar blinks red every few seconds like some sick metronome. The captain walks in, voice like a bad radio signal, and you already know he’s going to be trouble. He touches her shoulder and - bam - your gut twists, not from shock, but from that weird cocktail of jealousy and arousal that this game keeps feeding you. It’s dirty, but not in the lazy way. The camera lingers too long, like it’s daring you to blink first. I didn’t. The whole thing plays out like someone’s fever dream of power and guilt and skin. Makes you feel complicit, which I kinda like. Some games treat voyeurism like a kink checkbox; this one makes it feel like a confession.

Then there’s that sequence in the maintenance bay - god, the lighting there. Blue flicker off the coolant pipes, the hum of half-dead machinery, and she’s there again, pretending not to notice you. The teasing is mean, but not cartoonishly so. She leans over, the slave tag glinting on her neck, and you can almost smell the metal. I won’t say the animation’s perfect - it isn’t - but it stumbles in a way that feels almost human. The moans don’t line up sometimes, and that somehow makes it better. You start thinking about the morality system that never really punishes you enough, about how the captain’s wives don’t even care you’re stealing glances, and then suddenly there’s a flashback about the fall of the Geniorcracy and I kind of stop caring about lore entirely. Maybe it matters, maybe not. What kept me there was that slow burn humiliation mixed with tenderness, like someone whispering “you’re disgusting” but softly.

Anyway, the soundtrack’s too clean, too polished - like it doesn’t belong in that filth. And I swear one of the sound cues is stolen from some old dating sim on Nutaku. Doesn’t matter. By the time the angel finally looks you in the eye, you’ve already forgotten what you were supposed to be doing.

Guy thinks he is in a normal sweet marriage, vanilla as hell. Morning kisses, boring selfies in the kitchen, Netflix, soft sex where you both kind of know what will happen. She blushes when you touch her, you feel proud because you keep it “pure”. That kind of vibe. Game starts very calm, like some comfy romance manga that accidentally loaded on the wrong website.

Then this stranger woman walks in and the whole thing just… tilts.

She is not subtle at all. She looks at your wife like she is already naked, but at the same time she looks at you like you are a toy she already broke in her head. I like how the game does it very quiet in the beginning. No big drama, just small scenes: a “friendly” hand on your wife’s lower back, a slightly too long eye contact when you catch her changing clothes reflected in a window, her sitting across the table and spreading her legs just a little, enough to make you wonder if you imagined it. The dev leans hard on that voyeur feeling, like you are peeking into your own life from the outside and still getting hard from it.

What got me is how the game keeps poking your idea of being a good husband. You want just normal missionary with your cute wife, lights half off, nothing extreme. She wants that too, she is shy, she trusts you, she believes you will protect her. And then the stranger starts texting. “Did you fuck her like I told you?” You start checking your phone during sex, which is honestly fucked up and also very hot in this context. There is one scene where you are inside your wife and the stranger is outside the door, talking loud on purpose so your wife hears her voice and gets nervous. You watch your wife trying to relax, trying to pretend it is fine, and you feel your dick get harder from her tension. I hated that about myself. I loved that the game made me hate that.

As a purist I came in for simple romance, kissing, some softcore cg, a bit of teasing, and I get dragged into this slow netorare spiral that feels too real. There is barely any wild kink, no whips flying around, nothing like that. It hurts more because everything looks like everyday life, just twisted. A hand on her thigh in a car. A “try this dress, I think your husband will like it” moment where the dress is too short for any normal day. A harmless “girls’ night” that suddenly has pictures from a club sent to your phone while you are home alone, jerking off to the thought that maybe someone else is touching her on the dance floor. You do not see everything directly, sometimes you only get a hint, a blurry photo, a shadow. Your brain fills the gaps and it is worse than any porn.

There is this one small thing that annoyed me: the chat sound effect is way too loud on my headphones and I keep reaching for the volume slider in Spotify instead of the browser, every damn time, and it breaks the mood for a second. Then she sends another picture of your wife’s panties pulled aside and you forget the sound again. I also kept fighting with the choices. You pick “No, I will stay loyal” and the scene still finds a way to make you complicit, like the stranger is saying “you can pretend you are resisting, but I see what you are really looking at.” It is frustrating in a good way and in a bad way. Some people will hate that, but honestly that is the point of this title. It is not here to make you a hero, it is here to push that ugly question: how much of your so-called pure love is just you wanting to own her body completely.

The sex itself is not crazy complex, mostly regular stuff, but the timing is brutal. Vaginal scenes that should feel romantic get corrupted by a door half open, a phone on the nightstand lighting up, the memory of how your wife smiled a bit too bright after spending time with the stranger. There is a moment where she says “I am yours” while you are fucking her and you remember the way the stranger’s hand rested on her hip earlier. You keep thrusting anyway. You tell yourself you are still the good guy. The game just quietly watches you lie to yourself.