You roll into VAM City thinking it’s going to be normal college life, maybe cheap coffee and boring lectures, but the whole place feels like it was designed by a horny psychologist who hates your dignity. Classes are almost background noise here. The real “curriculum” happens in the hospital corridors, the park at night, that too-clean café where the waitresses smile a bit too long, and of course the campus itself where every professor and senior seems to know you’re easy to fluster. The game throws you in as this kind of clueless male protagonist who thinks it’s a simple dating sim, then suddenly you’re kneeling in a nurse’s office, trying to keep eye contact while she taps a clipboard against your cheek like you’re a misbehaving pet. There’s humor in how shameless it all is. One moment a girl with a ridiculous ass is leaning over a vending machine “by accident,” next moment you get caught staring and she offers you a deal: do a few humiliating “favors” and maybe she lets you get a closer look next time. Or not. She might just laugh with her friend about how red your face gets.

The whole thing is sandboxy enough that you kind of wander around VAM City, picking where to waste your time and dignity. You hang at the park pretending you’re out for fresh air, but the game knows you’re actually hoping that strict college girl shows up to walk her dog again so she can order you to pick up after it “since you like watching so much.” At the café you get stuck wiping tables while a busty barista leans down to “check your work,” her tits almost in your face while she insults your cleaning skills and your stamina in the same breath. There’s this breaking of your ego that is somehow playful and cruel at the same time. They joke, they humiliate, they make you pay coins you barely have just to buy them something stupid like a milkshake or a new collar for their cat, and you do it, because the promise of a short animation of her grinding on your lap or choking you with a forced blowjob is just barely enough to keep you chasing. Some scenes lean pretty hard into voyeur stuff too. You peek through a classroom door, thinking you’ll see something soft and romantic, but it’s actually a teacher punishing another guy, slapping his face, making him lick her heel while you watch and pray she doesn’t notice you. Later she does notice you, of course, in the hospital of all places, when you go for a “routine check,” and suddenly her exam feels more like an interrogation mixed with a dom session. There’s a weird charm in how unpolished the whole city feels, like everybody is improvising their fetishes on the spot. Sometimes it’s awkward, sometimes it’s hot as hell, sometimes you just end up standing in the wrong corridor thinking, “why am I being forced to wear a girl’s panties under my uniform just so I can join a study group?” but you still click yes and keep going, because VAM City doesn’t really ask for your pride, it just assumes it already owns it.

Magic shows up, breaks the world, and somehow you still end up in a school full of hot girls with huge tits arguing about homework and ancient curses in the same breath. That’s kind of the vibe here. You’re Lux, the rare guy who is supposed to be able to use magic, but in practice you’re just this half-useless dude that everyone keeps poking and testing. The city is all neon and runes, like a Pinterest board where someone mixed “urban decay” with “mystic academia” and then spilled sex all over it. Women are the only ones allowed to actually throw spells around, so you’re walking through hallways full of smug witches in tight uniforms, swishing their skirts and swinging their big asses like they know exactly what you’re staring at. And they do. There’s this club, the Paranormal Events Club, tiny chaotic crew of girls who treat curses like side quests and your dick like a lab sample. One minute you’re chasing some creepy spirit in a locker room, the next you’ve got a monster girl pinning you against the tiles, dripping slime and whispering in your ear how “mana exchange” works in a very hands-on way.

What surprised me is how horny and serious it can feel in the same moment. You’re walking through the campus, girls gossiping, magic sigils glowing on vending machines, then boom, sudden scene where one of the P.E.C. girls drags you into an empty classroom to “test your compatibility.” She locks the door, climbs on your lap, grinding slow on you through your pants while the desks are still arranged for a normal lesson. Her tits are almost falling out of her top, she’s breathing hard, using some little spell so nobody hears her moaning your name when you finally slide inside her. Animated thrusts, her ass bouncing in your face when she turns around on the desk, nails digging into the wood, chalk dust on her thighs. It feels messy and hot, not like those stiff pose galleries. Then next scene she’s pretending nothing happened, just talking about some ancient library called Akasha, asking you what you think, like she didn’t have your cum running down her legs ten minutes ago. The adventure stuff sneaks up on you too. One mission in the city sewers, chasing a curse that warped into this busty, feral monster girl with glowing eyes. She slams you against the tunnel wall and rides you like she’s trying to break a spell with her hips, water splashing, her tail curling around your leg while she milks you dry. It’s sexy as fuck, but also kind of sad when you realize she used to be just a regular girl before magic ruined her. Then the game goes back to dumb school drama and you’re thinking about her way longer than you expect. I kept getting distracted, wanting to screenshot little details on my phone like I do when I’m building moodboards in Canva, saving outfits, locker scribbles, stupid magical posters, instead of just rushing to the next sex scene. Honestly though, the fast travel annoyed me for a bit and one of the menus feels like it was designed at 4 in the morning and never touched again. I hated it, then I got used to it, then I hated it again. The whole thing has that rough, not fully polished feel, like everyone’s still figuring shit out, including Lux, including the girls, including the city itself. Which kind of fits, because the sex is exactly like that too: clumsy, intense, strangely human, sometimes too much, sometimes not enough, but very hard to stop watching. **Dare to play it alone, or invite company?**

GUPP die Film feels like someone took a military fetish fever dream, stuffed it into a horny school parody and then just let it spin out of control in the best, trashiest way. You’re glued in POV most of the time, so everything hits very direct: when a futa officer with ridiculous big tits leans over your desk and grabs your cock for a lazy handjob while still talking about “tactics”, it feels messy and personal, not neat. The whole thing pretends to follow some “serious” story about tanks and war and school life, but honestly, the only big battles that matter happen in your pants. I kind of love how it never really decides if it’s a war drama, a dumb comedy, or just a long excuse for you to get drained by a harem of aggressive girls with huge asses who treat your virgin status like a resource to be exploited.

Some moments stick hard. Like the first time you get shoved against a locker by this tall futa commander in a school uniform that clearly doesn’t pass dress code, her thigh pressing between your legs while she orders you to open your mouth. No gentle build up, no romantic music, just a rough oral scene right there, boots squeaking on the floor, her dick slapping against your tongue while she keeps your head in place with one gloved hand. Then, in the same route, she suddenly goes slow and makes you lick the tip like it’s some kind of holy ritual and you’re thinking, ok, which personality are we on now? The game is full of those flips. One girl rides you in vaginal sex like she’s trying to break your hips, yelling about victory and formations, then five minutes later she’s blushing like a shy schoolgirl when you cum inside and there is that thick creampie dripping down between her thighs in this weirdly sweet closeup. The 3D style makes all the jiggling and the way their feet curl during orgasm look almost too real sometimes. There is a footjob scene on a couch where the camera just stays low, staring at her soles rubbing your shaft, and I swear it lingers there longer than some people’s entire sex lives. It’s stupidly indulgent. I liked it. I was also kind of annoyed because her toenails are perfect and I kept waiting for at least one chipped nail to make it feel human, but no, they’re like anime toenails, forever flawless.

The “harem” part isn’t just a tag someone slapped on. Once the routes start crossing, you end up in these ridiculous stacked situations, like being pinned under one girl’s big ass while another one sits on your face and a third is arguing about who gets your next load. You barely see your own body, which somehow makes the female domination hit harder. They talk about you like a toy, like a strategic asset, and even when you’re technically choosing options, it doesn’t feel like you’re in charge at all. Kind of hot, kind of frustrating. I had one scene in Chrome while also half-watching some tank documentary on YouTube in another tab and it accidentally synced up, so you have the narrator talking about flanking maneuvers while this girl with massive tits is bouncing on you in POV, her ass slapping against your thighs, drool on her lips, and it just felt wrong in exactly the right way. Still, some transitions are rough, like you finish a creampie and suddenly you’re in a classroom again with no clean-up shot, no sticky thighs, nothing, and I keep thinking, where did the cum go, is there a lore answer for this? There isn’t, of course. The game just shrugs and throws another blowjob at you. And by then you don’t really argue.

This one feels like someone grabbed every horny college fantasy from Reddit, threw it into a messy sandbox, and then accidentally made something kinda fun. You're this nerdy guy starting his first year at campus, trying to stop being “that geek from high school” and actually touch some skin that is not your own hand for once. The vibe is very much: too many hot people in one place, no adult supervision, bad decisions. It leans heavy into that “everyone is a bit too sexy for a normal college” thing. The girls have ridiculous curves, like those “this would hurt your spine in real life” curves. On phone screen it actually made me tilt my head, because the tits just fill half the frame when you zoom. First time I opened it on the metro I instantly closed it and pretended to check WhatsApp.

The structure is point and click, but it doesn’t feel like a puzzle game. More like you’re creeping around campus, poking places you probably shouldn’t poke, both literally and not. I spent a stupid amount of time just wandering the dorm halls, clicking on the bathroom door, then your room, then random common areas, only to end up in one scene where the MILF teacher bends over a desk to “explain” something to you while you try not to stare at her ass. Which you obviously fail. There are a lot of these voyeur moments too: open the wrong door, boom, girl masturbating on her bed, you’re stuck half-hidden, half-hard, trying to decide if you peek more or bail. The game likes to reward the pervy option, so yeah, I peeked more. And I felt slightly dirty in a good way.

What I like as a poly player is that the game doesn’t punish you hard for wanting multiple girls. You can flirt with the sweet friend-from-home in your dorm, then go chase the stacked campus mom type, then still try something with the wild party girl who drags you to some stupid drinking game. At least for now, nobody explodes on you for talking to someone else. It feels more like juggling horny routes than “pick one waifu and stay loyal.” I’d love if it went even deeper into open relationship vibes, but I kinda know it never will. There is a small thing that kept annoying me: the way the MC sometimes talks like a confident porn stud and then two lines later like an awkward virgin again. It’s weird and I kept noticing it, especially during a masturbation scene in the shower where he talks big in his head, then freaks out because someone walks down the hallway. Also the UI buttons are tiny on mobile and I have fat thumbs, so I missed some choices because I was tapping too fast. But then the next time I played, I forgot about it completely and just watched a scene where a girl with a huge ass sits on the edge of her bed, shorts halfway down, asking if you “really came just to study together” and I honestly didn’t care about my thumbs anymore.

Lydia looks like that girl professors quote as an example when they want to guilt the whole class. Star student, polite, skirt the exact length the handbook wants, always with some heavy textbook clutched to her chest. First few scenes really sell that fake safe little routine: campus courtyard, library, neat dorm room with color-coded notes, her phone buzzing with reminders instead of horny texts. You can almost smell the stress sweat on her, and it’s not even sexual yet, just that tight feeling in the throat when you know one mistake will fuck up more than just your GPA.

Then the screw up hits. The game doesn’t treat it like some huge surprise twist, more like a slow, ugly slide. One bad choice, one bit of proof in the wrong hands, and suddenly this guy has her by the throat without touching her. That first blackmail scene in the empty classroom is weirdly quiet. No dramatic music, just her in that spotless school uniform, legs clenched, trying to stand straight while he leans way too close and explains how deep he can bury her if she doesn’t play along. There is no “are you sure” button. The novel just keeps going, and you are dragged with her.

What hits hard is how the sex starts small and mean instead of epic. A forced handjob under a desk while another girl presents at the front of the room, his dick pressed in her hand, her face a frozen mask. A “study session” that turns into him groping her tits while she tries to finish a worksheet, his fingers digging into soft flesh, thumb circling her nipple through the bra until she gasps and then he mocks her for it. Her first time is not candles and romance, it is him pushing her down on the cheap dorm bed, one knee between her thighs while she keeps whispering that this isn’t what she wants, and he reminds her of those screenshots. The camera loves her ass and tits, but it never lets you forget her eyes.

It escalates in that sick, logical way power always does. One blowjob in a locked storage room becomes sucking him off in a car parked just off campus, windows fogged while he films every second on his phone. Her “punishments” flip into “tasks.” Wear the skirt shorter. No panties this time. Sit at the front row while he messages her instructions, like “spread your legs a bit wider” and “touch yourself during the lecture.” There is this brutal little scene where he makes her unbutton her blouse in the faculty restroom, bra pushed up, her big tits spilling out while he slaps them and calls her his personal exhibition piece, snapping pics to send to his buddies. She tries to hold onto her “good girl” thing, repeating to herself that this is just to protect her scholarship, her family, her future, but the game keeps chipping away.

Group stuff comes in later, not as a surprise kink, more like a consequence. He “shares” her in some club backroom, her on her knees, mascara running while a line of guys use her mouth. One grabs her hair, another squeezes that round ass so hard she flinches, someone else spanks her and laughs when she jolts. There is this sticky, messy bukkake scene where her school uniform is ruined, shirt soaked with cum, white splatters in her hair and on her cheeks, and he tells her to walk back through campus like that under a coat, no shower, just shame sticking to her skin. Later, when he starts sending her to fuck random men for cash, it hits different. She is still a “virgin” in her head, clinging to the idea that she only lost it to him, pretending the prostitution thing is just business, not identity. The game quietly disagrees.

The humiliation is constant but not one-note. Sometimes it is physical, like spanking her ass red in a stairwell where any student could walk in. Sometimes it is smaller, like making her flirt with a teacher while his hand is crammed between her thighs, fingers teasing her pussy under the skirt, her trying to form normal sentences. There are moments where she is clearly wet and hates herself for it, breathing hard while some guy finishes inside her and pulls out, cum dripping down her thighs, and she has to pull up her panties and go back to “normal.” She slowly learns that “no” comes with a price. Say no and he leaks something. Say no and he drags someone she loves into the threat. Say yes and she gets praised like a pet. The corruption here is less about magical corruption and more about that small voice inside changing from “this is wrong” to “maybe I deserved this” without you even noticing which scene did it.

On the surface it is just another kinetic porn story about a busty schoolgirl being turned into a toy. Big tits, big ass, a uniform that spends more time on the floor than on her body, oral, anal, creampies, all the menu items. But under that, there is this itchy discomfort, especially when she starts volunteering poses before he even tells her, bending over a desk, pulling her panties aside by herself, forcing a smile while guys jerk off on her face. I liked that, and also hated it. Sometimes the game feels too honest about how control works. Sometimes it is just horny as fuck, like when two guys grab her, one shoving his cock in her mouth, the other lining up behind, and she is pinned between them, gagging and moaning, breasts bouncing while he pounds her from the back until she squeals and he spills inside her raw. Then class goes on. Library opens. Life pretends to be normal again.

You can play this on your phone browser while pretending to check Telegram or Reddit, thumb tapping through scenes, one hand under the desk. It fits that secret vibe. A dirty little story about a girl who thought she could keep her world clean. Turns out cum stains are harder to wash out than she planned.

Art & Love feels like someone mashed a horny dating app with that one semester you pretended to care about “expressing yourself” in art class, then quietly used every excuse to stare at boobs. The setup is simple: you’re a dude at an art college, surrounded by students who are way too hot to be that stressed about homework. Half the time you’re pretending to focus on sketches and color theory, and the other half you’re trying not to get caught staring at an ass that basically has its own gravity. It’s very on the nose, but that’s kind of the charm. No fake epic destiny, no big fantasy world, just “here’s your campus, here’s a bunch of curvy girls, try not to bust in your pants in the first ten minutes.”

The thing that hit me first is how the game treats “everyday life.” That phrase usually means boring filler. Here it means walking into a studio and your classmate is already bent over the table, boobs pressed against the canvas because she’s “fixing the composition,” and your brain just shuts down. The animations do a lot of work in these scenes. When a girl leans in close and you can actually see her chest bounce as she adjusts her pose, or when your hand slides over a thigh in a half-accidental grope that doesn’t really look accidental, it sells the moment. Sometimes it feels almost too animated, like the dev got a new toy and refuses to chill. A girl shrugs and her tits move more than the rest of her body, like they’re trying to escape. It’s hot, but also kind of funny in a scuffed porn video way.

Where it gets interesting is the mix of romance and all the low-key harassment that just sort of “happens.” You’re not some silent saint. You grab, you stare, you “help adjust the pose” and your hands linger on big soft curves way longer than necessary. There’s a scene where you help a girl practice body painting in the empty classroom. She thinks you’re just drawing on her back, but your hands slide to her sides, then under her shirt, and she hesitates just a little before leaning into it. The camera lingers hard on her breathing and the way her ass presses into your lap. Then later that same girl might be sitting with you on a bench outside, talking about her stupid childhood dream of becoming a painter for kids books, and it weirdly works. You jerked off to her ten minutes ago and now you’re listening to her talk about brushes and Instagram algorithms like you’re on a normal date. Well. A normal date where you keep remembering how her tits looked squeezed against your hands and you can’t stop adjusting your pants.

There’s plenty of solo stuff too. Game really likes the “I came home from class and I can’t stop thinking about that one accidental grope” vibe. One scene has you in your dorm, phone on the bed, scrolling Pixiv, and you keep seeing art nudes and suddenly you’re replaying that moment of pressing up against a girl in the hallway. The MC just says screw it, drops pants, and it goes into a masturbation scene that actually feels connected to what happened earlier. He’s not just jerking it in a void, he’s replaying specific details. The way her hair smelled. The little shock when she didn’t pull away after your hand brushed against her breasts. And then a new message pops up from her while you’re mid-stroke, some innocent “hey, can you help me with my project tomorrow?” text, and it hits way filthier than it should. I laughed, then kept going.

Campus stuff is all over the place. Sometimes you walk into the workshop and it’s quiet, sunlight on the floor, girl sitting cross-legged on a stool in shorts that absolutely do not meet any dress code, and the scene plays like a soft romance moment. Other times you’re in a crowded hallway, trying to squeeze through, and “accidental” groping happens in a way that really isn’t accidental at all. You feel a big ass grind against you, she pretends to ignore it, then glances back with this tiny smirk. Those small beats land harder than the big in-your-face sex scenes, honestly. Even the dialogue has this slightly broken rhythm that reminded me of messaging on Telegram with someone horny who’s also tired from class. It’s rough in places, some lines sound like Google Translate lost a fight, but that kind of fits the whole vibe. Art & Love isn’t trying to be perfect. It’s more like that messy sketchbook the teacher would hate, full of half-finished drawings and big titted girls in the margins, except this time the sketchbook looks back at you and asks why your hand is still on her thigh.

Tainted Philter feels like one of those horny ideas somebody had in a Discord call and then actually followed through, in a good and kinda fucked up way. You’re this awkward, low self esteem guy dumped in a new city, stuck in a free room that sounds like a Craigslist scam, and then school hits you in the face. Whole thing looks like a pretty normal school life at first, except everybody’s a bit too hot and the camera really likes hips and thighs. Then this otherworldly woman shows up, like someone mixed a research assistant with a succubus and an RPG vendor, and just casually tells you magic is real and your new job is to corrupt people for her “research”. Totally normal conversation to have in a dark corner, right. She hands you a stash of potions with different colors and effects, and from there the game basically turns into “how far can you push this without everything collapsing on your head”. And you will push it. Even if you pretend you won’t.

The lewd stuff builds up nice and dirty. At first it’s small changes: a classmate who suddenly laughs at your lame jokes a bit too hard, a teacher who lowers her guard after a drink that’s just “a little stronger than usual”. The fun starts when you realize the game quietly tracks how twisted each girl is getting, and scenes start shifting tone. One route I spiked this quiet, ultra strict girl’s drink with something that boosted her confidence and lowered her shame; first time she just unbuttoned one more button on her blouse in the hallway, second time she was already flirting with me in the library like the place didn’t have cameras, third time I ended up with her grinding on my lap in an empty classroom while she kept insisting she was “still a good student”. The game doesn’t scream “you picked choice X so now Y happens”, it just lets the corruption stack and suddenly you’re in some filthy situation that started with a tiny decision three scenes ago. The MC goes from stuttering mess to smug manipulator way faster than feels healthy, but weirdly it fits, since the woman who gave you the powers clearly doesn’t care about your morals. You also get “extras” from her gift that she doesn’t know about, and the way the game lets you lie to her while you keep milking those perks is way more erotic than I expected; she talks about scientific progress while you secretly push girls past the line for your own fun. Some scenes get pretty intense, like harem setups where all the different corrupted personalities clash around you, and it still pretends to be a mystery story on top. The only thing that annoyed me is how the MC sometimes suddenly grows a spine in dialogue and then goes back to being awkward again right after a sex scene, like the game forgot which version of him was active, but by the time you’re juggling several girls in that school and mixing magic like a horny data scientist doing A/B tests on human lust, it really doesn’t matter anymore.

Red Brim feels like that horny visual novel you open “just to check it out for five minutes” and suddenly you’re deep into a sandbox loop, grinding money, checking every corner of the school and city, trying to see if that milf with the tight shirt bends over again in the hallway. You play as a male student with a camera, which sounds cliché, but the game actually leans into it. A lot of scenes start very soft, just you framing shots, testing lenses, doing boring point and click stuff on the PC in your room, then the dev hits you with some filthy option like “adjust her pose” and suddenly you’re groping a teacher’s huge tits while pretending it’s part of the photoshoot. It’s that kind of game where you start innocent and end up timing your mouse clicks to catch a voyeur shot through a slightly open door, watching a girl masturbate with a toy and trying not to miss the moment she starts biting her lip. The animations are simple but horny, with that AI CG look that’s sometimes a little weird around the fingers, but when you’re watching a titfuck in POV and her big boobs are bouncing in your face, you kinda stop caring. I like how the camera theme keeps popping up: sometimes you’re forced to choose between the “safe” shot and the nasty angle, like zooming in on a milf’s huge ass while she’s bending over a desk, and it actually changes what happens next. One scene in the school darkroom had me replay it three times, just so I could see all the variants of her slowly dropping to her knees and starting oral, framed like you’re doing “art”, but we both know you’re not thinking about composition at all.

The pacing is all over the place, and that’s half the charm and half the reason I yelled at my screen. You wander the school, click around the city map, run into this mysterious woman with that big red-brim hat, think it’s going to stay classy and romantic, and five minutes later you’re watching her push a vibrator between her legs while telling you to keep taking pictures. One time I went from a quiet dialogue about photography theory straight into a POV anal scene with almost no warning, just one horny dialogue branch and boom, she’s riding your dick, big ass clapping, you barely see her face because the camera angle is focused where it counts. There’s creampie all over the place too, which is nice, like the dev really understands that moment where you’re choosing where to finish. Inside, on her face, on her tits, on her back, sometimes the game lets you decide, sometimes it teases you and forces you to fill her up during vaginal sex and then stay for the tiny animation of it dripping out later. The sandbox part can get a bit grindy, clicking through days, checking the same classrooms, hoping a new event triggers, and one NPC’s route kinda annoyed me because the dialogue repeats too much, but then out of nowhere you unlock a new scene where she’s blowing you under a table and trying not to gag when you push deeper. It’s rough in spots, clunky sometimes, but then you hit something like watching a milf take your cock in anal while she records herself on your camera, dirty talk turned up, and you forget every little complaint you had ten minutes before. Actually, I was going to mention something about the sound design but I got distracted thinking about that bathroom voyeur scene where she thinks she’s alone, pulls her panties aside, and you’re just there, silently clicking, tracking every move. Whatever. You’ll figure it out.

You slip into this game as the new professor at Beacon and the whole thing feels kind of wrong in a way that makes it hard to stop reading. It’s not shy about what it wants: you, a smug older guy with too much authority, and Ruby, older than in the show but still with that clumsy puppy energy, stuck in your classroom while you slowly bend her into something filthy. The whole thing runs on text, so there is no fancy distraction. Just words hitting you, one after another, like a slow hand creeping up a thigh. The writing starts playful, almost harmless, with dumb jokes and parodies of school rules, and then suddenly you realize you’re several choices deep into blackmailing this girl over one embarrassing incident in the training hall.

There was one scene where you “help” Ruby with her combat stance. It begins like normal tutoring, legs apart, hands on her hips, small corrections. Then the teacher voice in the text softens and turns very personal. The script pays a lot of attention to little sounds: her armor clinking when you press her against the desk, the soft “ah” when you grope a little too high, the tiny wet click when she swallows her nerves along with your threats. No need for audio, you can almost hear it anyway. And when she finally drops to her knees for “extra credit”, the text slows down, sentence by sentence, describing the way she breathes against your cock, the messy saliva strings, the muted gagging. It lingers just long enough to make you feel like a creep, then cracks a joke about grades, like it wants you to laugh at your own corruption. I kinda hated that. And liked it. Then hated that I liked it. The pace is strange like that: some scenes rush right to the good stuff, then later a simple spanking session in your office drags on forever, each smack and whimper stretched out until you feel the heat of her ass on your own palm.

The domination side is not gentle. She starts shy and stubborn, but it doesn’t take long before you’re shoving her face into the desk, pulling her hair while you push inside her, reading her humiliation thoughts in these short, guilty inner monologues. You get moments where she tries to act tough, where the humor pops back up and she cracks a joke while your hand is down her panties, but then one line cuts through, like her realizing she is actually wetter when you insult her. That part stung more than any fictional bruise. The game leans fully into male power fantasy, from groping in crowded halls, to secret anal “lessons” after class, to forcing her to masturbate for you while you just watch and grade her form like it’s homework. Sometimes the text repeats certain actions again and again, like the writer forgot they already described how tight she is, but somehow it fits the sleazy, obsessive tone. It’s messy, too horny to be elegant, full of teasing and rough sex and stupid little asides, like your character complaining about paperwork in the middle of making Ruby choke on him. And yeah, the whole school setting, the blackmail, the way her innocence gets peeled off scene by scene, it all feels like reading a dirty fanfic at 200% intensity, where every new “lesson” is just an excuse to drag her a little deeper into your bed, and her shame sounds louder in your head than any battle in the original show ever did.