Behind the aroma of fresh bread lies a world of hidden lusts. When a mysterious woman named Aiko arrives seeking work, your simple routine shatters. Though she seems demure and diligent, her digital escapades reveal an uninhibited alter ego.

As days pass, the bakery becomes a stage for intense power play and sensual tension. The flirtation heats up quickly, leading to explicit handjobs and deep, intimate oral pleasure. The game explores the thrilling push and pull of dominance in a charged romantic tension.

Experience high-quality 2D CG scenes that capture every sultry glance and heated moment. As the male protagonist, you navigate through complex feelings of attraction, submission, and passion. Blending NSFW elements with compelling storytelling creates an addictive experience.

Why does this matter? Because beneath the surface of everyday life, desire can break through at any moment. Players will find themselves caught between love and lust in a story that pushes boundaries and ignites fantasies.

The air hums with a chilling electricity, crackling through the shadows of the Underworld where darkness feels thick and alive, your lungs fill with a cold mist that tastes of lost time and forbidden desires. Your fingertips brush against ethereal textures - soft yet unyielding - sending shivers that ripple down your spine.

Building your character is more than creation - it’s seduction, an unfolding dance where every word exchanged pulls you closer into a web of desire and danger. The voices of your team - rough, playful, and dripping with hidden meanings - fill your screen, teasing your mind and awakening fantasies best left unexplored. Choices weigh heavy, each decision sparking new possibilities, drawing you toward two wildly different lovers whose passion burns with a fierce, relentless heat.

Let your eyes feast on stunning visuals that pull you deeper into a world where love, death, and desire collide in a symphony of sensation. Unlock every secret, chase every possibility, and surrender to the seductive power of a tale that refuses to be defined by its past. Will you embrace your dark destiny, or rewrite it with the fire of newfound love? The Underworld awaits your command - bold, brazen, and utterly irresistible.

Whole thing feels like somebody mashed together horny sailor fanfic, furry twitter art and one of those old romance novels your teacher hides in her bag, then trapped you on a ship with it. In a good way. Or maybe in a bad way. Depends how you feel about being a constantly thirsty fox/otter/wolf guy surrounded by other beefy sailors with zero privacy and way too much free time. You start as the new guy on this merchant ship, still smelling like land and bad decisions, and pretty quick you realize the real cargo is all the pent up tension in the crew. You just… walk around, talk, flirt a bit, fuck up your answers because English is hard and horny brain is stupid, and the story keeps branching quietly in the background. You think some choices are small, like choosing who you share a smoke with on deck, or who you help with boring rope work, but then ten scenes later that same guy is in your bunk at night, whispering filthy shit while the ship creaks and somebody snores two hammocks away.

The art is that soft, slightly messy 2D furry style that looks like it was drawn by someone who has way too much practice drawing wet fur. Muscles, scars, little details like damp shirts clinging to chests, tails poking out under uniforms, all that. Everybody looks like they bite and cuddle with the same passion. There’s this one moment where you’re on watch, waves black as ink, and your captain comes up behind you, all quiet, stands close enough that his chest presses your back. He starts talking about storms and discipline and all that serious stuff, but his hand drifts lower, fingers pressing against your belt, and you have a choice to lean back into him or step away like a good little sailor. I leaned back. Obviously. It doesn’t jump straight to cock-in-hand porn; it stretches it out, lets him test your limits, see how far you’ll go with the ocean around you and nowhere to run. Then later, when the ship hits real bad weather, that same man pins you in the cabin while everything shakes, and the sex feels half like comfort, half like he finally claims you. I actually had to pause Spotify because it got too distracting while I was, uh, focusing.

Game lets you be kind of a slut or weirdly loyal. One route I accidentally turned into the ship bicycle, just drifting between beds and hammocks, tasting everyone a little. There was this grumpy tiger sailor who hated my guts at first, always calling me useless, but I kept choosing to help him scrub the deck and fix knots. Thought it was just grinding affection points. Nope. It turned into this nasty-hot scene where he corners me in the storage room, grabs my jaw and spits in my mouth before kissing me. That one hit like a truck. Then in another run I tried to be sweet with just one guy, this shy rabbit with too-big eyes, and it turned from awkward hand holding to him riding me quietly in the dark while trying not to whimper too loud because bunboy is scared someone will hear. Some parts feel a bit slow, days of chatting and routine, but honestly the boredom kind of works, because when something finally snaps, when a hand lingers too long on your hip or someone pulls you into a cramped cabin and locks the door, it feels earned. I kinda wish there was an option to be a complete asshole and start fights or get thrown overboard or something, but I also know if they added that, I’d still just end up back in somebody’s arms, sweaty, sticky, and pretending it’s about “ship morale.”

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.

Mike Oxmaul is the kind of guy you look at and think, “yeah, that dude’s gonna have a normal college life.” Then you play ten minutes and realize, nah, this poor bastard is cursed by the porn gods. He’s short, he’s under-equipped, everyone around him seems bigger, hotter, more confident, and the game just loves to rub it in. Half the time you’re laughing, half the time you’re clenching because the humiliation hits a bit too close.

The setting is standard university stuff at first: dorms, classrooms, clubs, parties, a bit of sandbox wandering where you click around the campus and see who’s available. What makes it hook you is how every little choice you make about Mike’s ego spirals into something filthy. Say the wrong thing to the smug futa roommate and suddenly she’s got him on his knees, making him “prove” he deserves to stay in the room. Pick the cocky option with the tall redhead milf professor and you get this scene where she slowly unbuttons her blouse in her office, sits on the desk, and then laughs when she sees what he’s packing. She still lets him bury his face in her tits, then calls him her “tiny little toy” while he tries not to cum in his pants. It’s mean, but it’s hot, and the game just keeps doing that mix of arousal and bullying.

The sex is all over the place in a good way, and the 3dcg animation actually manages to sell the dirty stuff. There’s a scene in the locker room where Mike is hiding in a shower stall, watching two thick girls share a shower and start playing with each other, and you can either stay quiet and jerk it or “accidentally” knock a shampoo bottle. If you fuck up, they catch him, push him against the tiles, and one of them starts stroking his cock with her feet while the other films it on her phone, laughing at his size, threatening to leak it unless he does exactly what they say. Later there’s a club sequence where a drunk married woman grinds on him on the dance floor, her wedding ring right in your face, and if you go along with it you get pulled into the bathroom for messy cheating sex, her bent over the sink, whispering how her husband could never make her gush like “this little loser.”

The game swings hard between humiliation and actual romance in a way that feels weirdly real. One moment Mike is used as a cum rag in a group scene, taking turns giving sloppy oral and getting painted by bukkake while a crowd laughs at his ahegao face, and then a few events later you’re on a quiet date with a shy classmate who admits she’s still a virgin and kind of into smaller guys. You can actually choose to be gentle, focus on kissing and slow vaginal sex, her clinging to him and whispering his name while he tries not to blow too fast. Or you can lean into corruption, turn her into a needy mess who ends up begging to be creampied in a public place, risking pregnancy because “no one notices us anyway.” That mix of sweet and fucked up gives the story more bite than I expected.

There’s a lot of kink variety buried around the campus and nearby streets. Street corners with girls clearly doing prostitution on the side, where Mike can either pay to be dominated by a tall trans escort who makes him lick her heels and then rams his ass with a toy, or stumble into a cheap quickie behind a bar with a big ass milf who demands a titfuck first, squeezing her lactating nipples all over his face. One of the most ridiculous moments for me was a “study group” that turns into a gangbang when a popular girl decides she’s bored, strips naked, and invites everyone to use her while Mike awkwardly watches. You can have him join in and get lost somewhere between thighs and ass, mostly ignored while the bigger guys pound her, and then she still pulls him in at the end, jerking his pathetic cock until he shoots on her face for the final messy finish.

Pacing is a little weird sometimes. You’ll have this intense anal domination scene where Mike gets pegged by a smug futa who keeps calling him her “practice girlfriend,” sticks a vibrator in his ass and makes him walk around campus, then next thing is a goofy humor bit in a classroom about a stupid group project, like nothing happened. The jokes land more often than not though, especially the self-aware ones. There’s one event where Mike is watching porn on his phone, and the video is basically a parody of the kind of inflated hentai bullshit the game itself is flirting with: huge tits, impossible ahegao, milk everywhere, furry ears, the works. Then his real-life neighbor, this curvy girl with glasses, walks in on him, sees what he’s watching, and quietly asks if he wants to try “something smaller, but real.” That switch from meme-level ridiculous to intimate POV oral, with her slowly licking his shaft and teasing the tip while staring up, made me actually shut up and pay attention.

I also kinda hate how sometimes the teasing never pays off. There’s a footjob scene in a lecture hall where a girl slips off her shoes under the desk, starts grinding his crotch with her toes, and the camera angles are great, you feel every twitch, but then the professor calls Mike to answer a question and it just cuts without a finish. No climax, no punishment, nothing, and the game just moves on like it never happened. It bothered me for way too long, I kept checking the walkthrough and everything, and yeah, it still annoys me. At least the voyeur stuff makes up for it. Creeping around dorm corridors, catching quick looks through half open doors, seeing titfucks, anal, some interracial rough sex where Mike can only watch and jerk, hoping nobody notices him, that stuff is done dirty and right. And when a tall, dominant girl finally drags him out of his hiding spot and makes him strip in the hallway as payback, forcing him to stand there naked while she strokes him by hand and makes him cum in front of a small crowd, you realize the game really understands how to mix shame, lust, and a bit of twisted romance into one messy university fever dream.

There is something a bit fucked about walking into “your” apartment and your first real conversation is with a ghost that wants to blow you. Not in a fun, fluffy hentai way either. The game sets you up as this unlucky guy from the Devos bloodline, and the place already feels wrong before anything actually happens. Lights flicker, those cheap 3D shadows slide over the walls like they know your name, and then, boom, you look in the bathroom mirror and there’s a pale thing behind you that looks half depressed boy, half succubus. It smiles, and you’re thinking “ok, jumpscare?” but no. It kneels. That whole scene is animated with this weird slow hunger, and it’s honestly more uncomfortable than most horror movies on Netflix. In a good way, if you are into that mix of dread and dick worship.

The story pretends to be about solving a family curse, reading notes on your tablet, digging through old messages and voice memos your father left you, trying to understand who started all this paranormal shit. But the game keeps distracting you with horny ghosts and monster girls that do not respect personal space. You open a locked door with this simple puzzle and a ghost girl with empty eyes rushes up to you, sniffs your neck, then quietly asks if she can “taste living seed again.” That escalates fast into you pinned against the wall, her mouth deep on you, gagging and drooling, then suddenly she shifts on top and you are buried inside her while the UI is still pretending you’re investigating clues. At one point a femboi spirit in tattered underwear crawls out from under the bed, wraps your waist with this thin, shaky body, and just sinks down on you, riding in total silence while distant knocking sounds start in the hallway. Your MC is trying to ask “who cursed the Devos line?” while he is balls deep in a ghost that keeps tightening around him like it wants to drag his soul out through his cock. The game does not fade to black, it shows creampies in full detail, cum spilling from ghost holes that are not even supposed to be physically real. And then, after all that, the apartment goes quiet again, and you’re left scrolling through old diary pages on your phone, dripping, trying to pretend this is still about “mystery” and “romance” and not about how many times the dead can milk you before you finally understand why your whole bloodline is cursed.

Clara feels like the classic “good girl who moved to the city and thinks she’s independent now”, until you start messing with her head. The game sells itself as romance, but if you’re here for just cute couple stuff, you’re probably in the wrong part of the internet. This is about slowly twisting a girl who wants to be strong into someone who shivers when you tell her to kneel. Not right away. At first it’s just messages, small tasks, “wear this” or “don’t wear that” when she goes outside. She blushes, argues, says no, then does it anyway. That’s the sweet spot for me. The teasing feels personal, like that moment when you type something in Telegram you know is too much, and then hit send anyway.

The nice thing is, Clara isn’t just a cardboard cutout with tits and a blank face. She complains. She overthinks. She sends you those long, awkward texts where she tries to sound confident and ends up sounding horny and confused. There’s a scene where you tell her exactly how to undress in front of the mirror, one piece at a time, and she keeps typing “this is stupid” but never actually stops. The way the game lets you push her into stripping for you while she pretends she’s not enjoying it is kind of evil and kind of perfect. Sometimes I wished she’d resist harder, then in the next scene I got annoyed when she did. I know that makes zero sense, but that’s how it feels. Also, one tiny thing: her hair shines like she has a shampoo sponsorship, and it started to distract me. I kept thinking “ok, we got it, she’s a redhead, now choke her already”. The so-called “rules” you give her start off simple and then suddenly you’re reading her writing about what it felt like when she wasn’t allowed to touch herself all day, and you can almost feel her frustration leaking out of the screen.

The corruption part is slow enough that you can savor it, but still dirty. At the start she insists she’s not into this power thing, then a couple of scenes later she’s wet just from being told what panties to wear. There’s one moment where she’s sitting in her new apartment, legs pressed together, trying to “be good” and not break the rule you gave her, and she ends up humiliating herself in the most sweet way. That whole fantasy of being the calm guy who holds all the strings while she tries to pretend she isn’t begging for it, yeah, the game really leans into that. You get romantic bits too, not all is rough. She sends soft little messages, asks if you’re proud of her, kinda breaks your heart right after you made her do something filthy. The mix of devotion and dirty orders works better than it should. At some point you stop being sure where her limit is, or if she even has one anymore, and honestly I’m not sure I want to find it. Dare to play it alone, or invite company?

It’s weird how this game stays in your head after closing it, like the smell of sweat on cheap leather. You start off thinking it’s another edgy “what would you do” type deal, but then you realize it’s laughing at that idea. The whole island thing looks clean at first, like some corporate paradise, then the edges peel back and everyone’s sweating, naked in their own power trip. The protagonist, supposed to be this regular dude, ends up a little too comfortable pulling strings - like the world flipped upside down and he just shrugged. I kinda hated him, but also couldn’t stop watching him move through those messy encounters; there’s real weight behind every thrust, like guilt mixed with adrenaline. The animation’s not perfect, some loops break immersion for a second, but then someone moans just right and you forget what was wrong.

You can tell whoever made it loves teasing moral lines. One minute you’re spying through a glass wall while a milf character toys herself pretending not to see you, next you’re dragged into a scene that feels half confession, half punishment. The “romance” parts? They hit in a twisted way - warm hands, slow breathing, a kiss that feels like surrender more than love. But damn, the sound design… somebody spent too many nights fine-tuning those wet noises. There’s a voyeur angle threaded through the whole thing, subtle and nasty in the best way. Sometimes I caught myself wondering if I was supposed to feel bad, or if that guilt was part of the kink. Then again, maybe that’s the point - no one gets out clean, even the player.

Oh, and don’t get me started on the bathroom mirror reflection - they nailed that one detail. It’s stupid, but I stared longer than I should’ve. Something about seeing his smirk reflected while he wipes his mouth after - yeah. Whatever. It’s gross and hot and kind of brilliant. I still don’t know if I enjoyed it or endured it, which probably means it did exactly what it wanted.

An injured warrior awakens inside a secret haven, his body aching from battle wounds. Steam curls from bowls of hearty ramen, drawing him into a world far from the clash of swords. Not far off, hot springs promise healing relief, calling him to surrender to warmth and quiet. The streets are calm, lined with quiet shops and soft lantern light, yet beneath this tranquility, desire stirs. Each meeting unlocks new temptations, from whispered promises to daring touches, where hands explore boldly and restraint melts away into urgent need. With every step, his journey branches into tangled webs of lust and loyalty, turning recovery into a relentless quest for connection and release. Underneath the gentle quiet, the shadows hold temptations and threats that test his resolve. In this world where ninjas trade blades for kisses and battles for whispered confessions, nothing is as it seems. Can he navigate the tangled web of lust and danger without losing himself completely? Each encounter fuels a crescendo of passion and peril. Not just healing, but a wild voyage through temptation, power, and self-discovery. Take control, indulge your fantasies, and explore every forbidden corner of this sensual saga. Step into the shadows and claim your destiny among lovers and foes alike. Play now and discover how far desire can take you.