High School Hobby Harlots feels like someone mashed together a horny comic, an old-school hentai dating sim and a messy sandbox life sim, then laughed and said “good enough” and hit upload. You play Amara, this spoiled rich troublemaker dumped into a “reform school” that is about as holy as a Pornhub comment section. The whole vibe is super tongue in cheek: nuns with dirty thoughts, students who look like they’re one bad decision away from starting an OnlyFans, and teachers that definitely should not be left alone with anyone. The art is 2D comic panels, kind of fanzine style, sometimes clean, sometimes rough, but it fits the “I’m not supposed to be doing this” mood perfectly. It feels like reading a dirty webcomic where you keep clicking for the next punchline and suddenly you’re knee deep in anal, voyeurism, and girls showing way too much skin in the chapel.

The fun part for me was how the game quietly turns you into a little sex manager. You’re not just clicking through scenes. You’re juggling stats like Fun, Energy, Allure, Sexperience and Money, and they actually matter. You wanna drag a classmate into your corruption spiral, you better have enough Allure and the right timing, because some events only trigger when Amara is in a certain mood or you pushed a girl just far enough. One moment I was in the dorm teasing a shy girl with a toy, just casual masturbation training, and a bit later she’s sucking dick on camera for Amara’s iFap channel like it’s no big deal. The pacing of that fall is nice and dirty. Corruption here isn’t just a label. You can feel it when a girl that refused to flash her tits earlier suddenly agrees to public exhibition in the showers while other students “pretend” they’re not watching. The camming storyline is hilarious and sleazy at the same time: you push them into doing oral, playing with themselves, trying anal plugs on stream, and the game keeps throwing in those quips that make you grin like an idiot. Then you level them up even more and suddenly escorting on iFuq is on the table, with group sex events and weird little interracial scenes that pop up like “oh ok, we’re doing this now.” Some of the sandbox routine gets a bit grindy, like you’re repeating similar actions hoping for the next random sexy event, and sometimes the timing feels like Ren’Py rolled a nat 1 on your libido. But then you get a new event with Amara taking two girls to a “study session” that somehow turns into lesbian foreplay, a spanking lesson and finally everyone stuffed and covered, and you kinda forgive the jank. It’s messy, it’s horny, it’s funny in a dumb way, and the game doesn’t pretend to be classy. It just hands you a reform school full of difficult girls and asks, very politely, how filthy you feel like making them today.

You start as this guy who got totally screwed over by life. Framed for killing his own father, thrown in prison, years just gone. When he finally walks out, the whole vibe of the world feels off, like reality forgot how to be normal. And then his dreams stop being just dreams. One night you’re staring through your own eyes, next night you’re suddenly in this other place, like a sci-fi fantasy city with neon and magic at the same time, stuck in a tight POV view with a monster girl pressing her huge tits against your chest, asking why you keep running from “your power.” She’s got horns, a tail, and an ass that fills the whole screen when she turns. You’re supposed to be scared, she’s talking about fate and monsters and some cosmic war, but instead you’re watching her lips as she wraps them around your cock and drools all over it, eyes rolled back in full ahegao while you’re still half sure this is a nightmare. It’s not. Not really. Every time you cum, the dream world reacts, like you just flipped a switch in some forgotten machine.

Then, outside of dreams, your life is this weird mix of murder mystery and porn logic. You’re “trying to rebuild yourself,” but what actually happens is you keep meeting women who are way too into your mess. The milf neighbor who knew your father and keeps “comforting” you by letting your hands wander under her blouse, whispering that you’re so much bigger than he was while she grinds on your thigh. The shy virgin cosplay girl who acts like a nervous little mouse in the day, then shows up dressed as some space elf at night, kneeling between your legs with glitter on her cheeks, giving you slow, sloppy oral and stopping every few seconds to tease you with just the tip between her lips, like she’s roleplaying she never did this before. She says she wants to help “investigate” your case, but somehow the investigation scene ends with her riding you, big tits bouncing, begging for a creampie so hard she forgets the whole point of the conversation. Sometimes you get to flip things and go full male dom, hand around a throat, fucking her from behind until her tongue’s out and she’s moaning like a broken toy. Other times the game flips you on your back and lets a dominant woman sit on your face, grinding her pussy over your mouth while she uses a vibrator on your cock and denies you until your vision almost fades. There’s anal, voyeur moments where you spy two monster girls going at it in a shower, footjobs from a smug heroine who claims she “won’t touch you with her hands,” titfucks where your cum ends up all over soft big breasts, toys shoved into dripping holes while you stand there, watching, choosing whether you help or just enjoy the show. In the middle of all that, you’re chasing clues about your father’s death, unlocking superpower stuff tied to sex and emotions, and somehow building a harem of humans, milfs and literal monsters who all want a piece of you. It’s messy, horny, sometimes actually emotional for a second before someone gets groped against a wall and you forget what you were even talking about.

Hot Season Adventure feels like somebody mashed a horny slice-of-life anime with a scuffed RPG Maker project, threw in a bunch of sex toys, then actually bothered to write jokes that aren’t dead on arrival. You play as Finn, stuck in this weird little town where every normal situation has at least one horny landmine hiding under it. Go to class? The professor’s blouse is one unlucky button away from a disaster. Stay home? The MILF landlady decides yoga pants are enough “house clothes.” Take a night walk? Suddenly you’re spying through a window like some perv in a bad K-drama, except the game leans into it with a wink instead of pretending you’re “accidentally” there. It’s that kind of energy. The humor is stupid in a good way: awkward boners, over-the-top flirting, characters who talk like they use Telegram stickers too much. Sometimes it hits, sometimes it’s cringe, which somehow makes it better, because sex comedy that’s too smooth feels fake as hell.

The sandbox parts are pretty chill; you just wander around town, poke at locations, grind stats a bit and see what breaks. One moment you’re doing boring part-time work to get cash, the next you’re spending that money on a ridiculous vibrating monster of a toy that comes back later in a scene where a shy girl tries to pretend she’s fine while her legs shake under the table. The dating stuff is slow burn with some characters and “oh we’re already naked, okay” with others. The MILF route is exactly what you think: soft-dom vibes, gentle scolding, and then she uses a toy on you like she’s grading homework. The mystery thread sneaks in when you’re not expecting it; you’re busy peeking through blinds at your neighbor changing clothes, thinking you’re just doing your regular voyeur freak routine, then something off happens in the background that makes you go wait, what the fuck was that. The game keeps mixing horny scenes with odd plot hints, like a lazy Twin Peaks that really just wants to jack off.

What surprised me is how the animated bits actually carry weight. They’re not just looped thrust-thrust-finish. There’s small stuff: a hand twitching on a thigh, a girl’s eyes rolling back a little when you hit the right rhythm, a toy pushing her belly out just a bit in a way that made me stare too long. The voyeur scenes are shameless. At one point I was crouched behind a fence, watching this married woman ride a dildo on her chair while arguing with someone on the phone, and the game let me decide if I walk away or just keep staring like a creep until she almost notices. The UI is a little clunky, the pacing randomly slows down, and sometimes the jokes stretch too long, but then you get a small character moment in a dorm room, where two drunk students mess around with a vibrator like it’s a party game, and suddenly it feels like something you’d gossip about on Discord after. It’s messy, horny, and kind of sweet in a fucked up way, like someone’s first queer zine that also happens to have a lot of animated tits in it.

Man, this One Punch Man parody hits different than I expected. You're playing as some wannabe hero trying to climb the rankings while dealing with Tatsumaki and other monster girls who are way more interested in fucking than fighting. The whole thing starts innocent enough - you're doing typical RPG stuff, training stats, picking dialogue options - but then suddenly you're getting handjobs from green-haired psychics and the game's asking if you want to use toys during combat encounters.

The turn-based system is weird because sometimes you're actually fighting monsters and sometimes you're just trying not to cum too fast during sex scenes. Like there's this one part where I'm battling some creature and the next screen I'm balls deep in her getting a creampie scene. The transitions don't make much sense but honestly who cares when Tatsumaki's giving you that look. Though I gotta say the humor lands pretty well - they nail that OPM vibe where everything's simultaneously serious and completely ridiculous. The protagonist's this skinny virgin type who keeps getting into situations way over his head, which tracks for the source material.

What threw me off was how the transformation stuff works - characters change during scenes but it's not always clear why or when it'll happen. One minute you're talking to a normal-looking girl, next she's got tentacles or whatever and you're doing anal. The masturbation mechanics feel tacked on too, like they needed to hit certain tags but didn't know how to integrate them naturally. Still, when it works it really works - the oral scenes with monster girls are genuinely hot and the whole "hero ranking" thing gives you actual goals beyond just seeing titties. Plus the parody elements mean you're not taking any of it too seriously, which helps when the plot gets completely bonkers.

Guy wakes up naked in a giant smoking hole in the ground, memory wiped, dick working fine, moral compass already kind of on strike. That’s your hero. No chosen one speech, no destiny, just “who the hell am I” followed by “ok but whose tits are those over there” very fast. The story follows that vibe all the way: half confused adventure, half pervert travel blog. Every time you think “ok, now it gets noble and heroic”, the game throws you some horny widow with huge tits asking for “help” while her husband is literally in the next room snoring like a pig.

The world is this weird fantasy mix that acts all mysterious and serious for like two lines, then you’re balls deep in someone you probably shouldn’t even be making eye contact with. One moment you’re talking with some high elf priestess about fate and the strange crater you crawled out of, next thing she’s on her knees with mascara running, mumbling prayers around your cock. And the game doesn’t even pretend to be shy: anal, foot stuff, toys, cosplay outfits that look like they were ordered from the cheapest part of AliExpress, blackmail scenes where you’re thinking “he really went there, ok.” There is voyeur stuff out of nowhere too. You “accidentally” see people fucking, then later you can decide if you just keep watching, join, or pretend to be a respectable person and leave. Guess which option is clearly not the point.

Whole dating sim layer sits on top of it like one of those shitty fancy cakes. You do dialogues, give gifts, pick “romantic” answers, then ten minutes later you are choking the same girl with your hand while she’s in a maid cosplay and pretending she doesn’t like it. Romance and corruption sit right next to each other and keep changing places. One route has this sweet, shy girl who looks like she should be in soft romance stuff, and your choices slowly push her from blushing kisses and handjobs to getting filmed while you fuck her asleep, with a gagged “boyfriend” watching helpless from the corner. And he deserves it, but also damn. The game acts like “oh this is a tender moment” while you’re literally using a vibrator on her in front of him. I laughed, not sure that was the correct reaction.

Family stuff is there too, tiptoeing on that “we are not saying it directly but everyone knows what is going on” line. You meet a “landlady”, a “aunt”, a “older sister type” with the biggest ass the engine can handle. They all have that slightly too familiar energy, like “we’re related enough that this should be a problem, but not enough that the dev wants to get banned.” Some routes let you go full NTR bastard: you slowly steal them from the guys around them, or just fuck them behind their backs while the poor idiots talk about “trust” and “true love” in the next tavern. There is one very specific scene where you get a girl drunk, let her fall asleep next to you, then decide if you just watch her masturbate in her sleep, or you go further and, yeah, take what you want. Game barely pretends this is a moral choice. It knows exactly what you clicked.

What I like and hate at same time is how the protagonist can act almost nice in dialogue, asking about feelings, talking about the mystery of the crater, then two clicks later you’re using a collar and leash on a milf that earlier tried to mother you. One path lets you keep her “pure”, another lets you train her into cock add*cted slave who will take anal in public just because you snap your fingers. The exhibition stuff goes too hard sometimes, like you’re fucking on a balcony while random guards pretend they don’t see, or you shove a dildo into a girl before sending her to some serious story meeting, and the game keeps cutting to her trying to keep a straight face while you hold the remote. World saving, but with remote control butt plug, sure. The plot about who you are and why that crater exists keeps popping up between all of this, like the dev suddenly remembered there was supposed to be a story, then gets distracted again by a pair of big tits bouncing in 3D. And I am not complaining. Well, I am, about one thing: the main menu music is annoying as hell and I can’t stop humming it while watching yet another “accidental” cheating route blow up a happy couple from inside. Literally from inside.

This one feels like someone grabbed a bunch of messed up fairy tales from an old Tumblr archive, poured too much horny into them, then stitched them together with tape and spite. You jump from one little “chapter” to another, each about a different princess or monster girl, and it never quite behaves the same way twice. Sometimes you’re clicking through choices like a horny gremlin, sometimes you’re stuck on one screen just staring at a princess in chains while deciding if you go full bastard or pretend to be a gentleman for three lines before ruining everything again. It has that cheap 2D CG look that somehow fits perfectly, like fanart that escaped from DeviantArt and learned how to talk dirty.

The Disney parody angle is not subtle at all. One moment you’re in a desert palace with a very not-licensed princess in transparent harem pants, the next you’re watching her milk drip through the fabric because some “blessing” of a magic artifact turned her into a walking cow fantasy. There’s actual choices around that too: keep her as a humiliated slave, drag her to the shop to buy toys and chains, or pretend to “free” her and then chain her to the bed anyway when she tries to run. When the genie shows up, he’s not doing three wishes, he’s doing “how much anal, how much oral, and which hole gets the creampie first.” It sounds crude but the writing has this weird emotional whiplash. You get moments where she spits insults, calls you a monster, you spank her until she does that stupid ahegao face, tongue out, drool, and then three clicks later she’s asking why you didn’t kiss her after you fucked her. Absolutely romantic. Totally normal.

Then there’s the monster girls and the more… questionable stuff. The game does not care about comfort zones. There is ***, humiliation, bestial stuff, that feeling of “oh shit, I should not be aroused by this, and yet here we are.” A lamia coils around your guy, squeezes until he can’t breathe, then uses him like a living dildo. A corrupted princess rides a centaur while you watch and jerk off like some pathetic court wizard who lost control of his own spell. At some point I spent like five minutes just trying to click the right option so I could see the lactation scene loop again, because the way her breasts bounce when the magic spell forces her to squirt on command is genuinely hot in this stupid, low-budget way. And then, in another branch, that same girl is surrounded by a group of guards, getting used one after another, cum dripping out of every hole, and she still has that princess pride in her face like she’s trying not to break while you decide if you go for a handjob ending or shove toys into her until she cracks.

What I like is how inconsistent it all feels, in a good way and also in a “who wrote this at 4 in the morning on Red Bull” way. Some scenes are pure male domination power trip, where you drag a chained girl by the collar, make her lick your boots, force oral until her eyes roll up. Then suddenly you hit a route where a demoness sits on your chest, slaps your face, makes you cum with just her feet and your own hand, and laughs at you for being her little toy. There is one bit I keep thinking about: that stupid little shop screen where you buy a cheap-looking vibrator, take it back to the dungeon, and the scene changes only by this tiny drawn toy in her hand, but the dialogue completely flips her personality. She goes from sobbing *** victim to desperate, horny mess begging you to push it deeper while your character mocks her for loving it. The game pretends to be a light parody, but some of these stories end like a punch in the gut, with the girl broken, collared, used by monsters and men, covered in cum, and you get this short line of text hinting that, in another path, she could have escaped with a girlfriend instead, living a quiet lesbian fantasy far from the palace. You will probably ignore that and reload for the anal gangbang anyway.

City like this always feels a bit horny and a bit dangerous at the same time. You start as this broke delivery guy, running boring routes, talking shit to yourself in the dark streets, wondering if rent or your sanity dies first. Then one very wrong encounter later, your throat is open, everything goes black, and when you wake up you’re a vampire with a hard-on and a second life you didn’t ask for. It’s not some sparkly teenage drama either. People bleed. Heads crack. The game doesn’t fade to black when someone gets ripped apart, it actually shows you. And in the middle of that mess you’re trying to figure out if you want to be the tragic romance type or just a complete bastard corrupting every girl who crosses your path. One moment you’re having a semi-sweet talk with a shy “good girl” virgin who trusts you because you saved her from some creep, next moment you’re pushing her down on a stained mattress, finger in her ass, making her choke on your cock and calling that “training”. The writing really leans into that: one path lets you act like a protective love interest, the other like a walking red flag with fangs. Both feel right for a vampire, honestly.

What makes it fun is that it’s not only click through text and watch boobs bounce. You wander the city like in a small adventure game, poking into alleys, shops, shady clubs, even some weird paranormal spots. You pick jobs, take quests, grind stats, unlock new powers. Get stronger, get richer, get more dangerous. Superpowers and corruption go hand in hand: you charm a milf long enough and suddenly she’s begging to be your personal blood bank, legs wide open while you decide if you want to cum in her pussy or in her ass. Some scenes start almost wholesome, like you just giving a massage, a bit of teasing, a slow handjob. Then toys appear. Vibrators, plugs, collars. You pull her hair, make her ride you until there is a sloppy creampie dripping down her thighs, and she thanks you like it’s a religious experience. There is this nice whiplash between male domination and female domination too. You think you’re in control, then an older vampire girl puts a heel on your chest, jerks you off nice and slow, stops right before you cum and tells you exactly whose pet you are now. The incest angle is handled in that porn logic way: everyone acts like they know it’s taboo but they just keep going, touching, groping, “accidentally” walking in during masturbation, turning family drama into porn logic romance. And yeah, there is prostitution, actual street girls, deals for blood and sex, sometimes both at once. Some routes let you keep things romantic, soft kisses, gentle vaginal sex, cuddling after. Others push you into being a complete pervert, using mind control to turn a decent woman into a cock drunk toy who offers anal just because you smiled at her. It’s messy and a bit trashy and also kind of addicting, like watching late night anime that suddenly went full hentai without telling anyone.

It’s ridiculous, really - Fry crash-lands among yellow people and the first thing I notice is how the lighting in Moe’s bar makes everyone look like melted butter. That’s not a complaint, by the way, it’s kinda hot. The game starts off pretending to care about Fry’s “mission” or whatever, but everyone knows it’s about catching those awkward glances through half-open doors. You know that guilty thrill when you’re watching something you shouldn’t but can’t stop anyway? That’s the whole mood. I spent too long peeking at Marge cleaning up with that slow, bored face, and boom - there’s a toy lying around that definitely isn’t for cleaning. Then Homer walks in and I swear he stares at it like it owes him money. Anyway. The humor is nasty in a way I didn’t expect: cheap but confident, like it *knows* you’re gonna laugh right before doing something pervy.

It tricks you with “rpg” talk but it’s less about grinding stats and more about grinding, well, you know. One second I’m fiddling with an inventory full of… creative gadgets, next I’m accidentally triggering a voyeur sequence with Shauna and it’s both funny and embarrassingly detailed. The sort of scene you’d alt-tab from if anyone walked by, but also the one you’d think about while pretending to scroll Instagram later. What gets me is how Fry reacts; he’s equal parts idiot and horny philosopher, muttering about destiny while fumbling with something that buzzes. It’s peak absurdity, but somehow it fits this crossover chaos between Futurama and Springfield.

I keep telling myself the “writing” is what I like - the dumb jokes about quantum teleportation and Meg Griffin’s cameo that somehow spirals into a weird morality lesson (don’t ask what kind) - but nah, I’m lying to myself. It’s messy, dumb, sometimes too self-aware, but I don’t stop playing. The sandbox setup means half the fun is doing things out of order just to watch characters react like they remember last night’s mistakes. Sometimes they even mention you. That’s the part that kinda freaked me out. Maybe that’s the point: voyeurism isn’t about watching - it’s about getting caught.

Your grandparents vanish off the face of the earth, everyone acts like they’re dead, and the whole town just kind of… moves on. Years later you roll back in, phone in your pocket, brain full of horny thoughts you really shouldn’t have while asking people about missing old folks. It starts quiet. A simple mobile-style interface, tapping around like you’re just checking Instagram, but each location you poke has a little secret. A window left half open. A shower running too long. A MILF neighbor “too friendly” who somehow knows way more about your grandparents than she should, but instead you’re watching her bend over, thinking with your dick and not your head. Classic.

It tries to be a mystery first, and somehow still rubs your face in sex every few minutes. You follow clues like a point and click, only instead of boring keys and doors, you catch a girl masturbating with a toy on her couch because you checked the wrong camera at the right time. Or the right camera at the wrong time, depends how moral you are, I guess. There’s this voyeur vibe everywhere: security feeds in weird places, people who “didn’t know the camera is on,” and you, the good little detective, totally not replaying the clip three times before interrogating her about where she was the night your grandparents disappeared. The game teases you constantly. Women strip to distract you mid-dialogue, big tits pushed in your face while you’re trying to remember who lied about the last time they saw grandma. You tell yourself you’re focused on the case, but the next scene is you balls deep, creampie, and then going “oh shit, what was I doing again.”

What really messed with me is that there are superpower bits thrown into this small-town detective story like it’s normal. Suddenly you’re reading micro-expressions, nudging minds, or freezing time long enough to enjoy an “accidental” upskirt that lasts way too long to be accidental. It’s half sci-fi, half horny soap opera. The pacing is kinda weird sometimes, you’ll be in a really tender romance moment with a shy girl finally taking off her clothes slow, proper teasing, then the next tap dumps you in some sandbox area where a dominant older woman drags you around by the balls and talks like she owns the whole town. And you let her. Of course you let her. There’s one scene where a so-called respectable “auntie” type corners you during an “investigation,” pushes you into a chair, rides you until you’re shaking, then tells you important story info while you’re still buried inside her. That mix of information and sex is absolutely stupid and also exactly what my brain wanted. Animation helps a lot, nothing crazy, but enough bounce and wetness that when a big ass grinds on you, it actually feels like something. The game jokes about itself too, throwing in weird humor about old people, porn logic, and how no one ever calls the police, like it knows exactly what kind of trash it is. And yeah, sometimes the dialogue hits like a bad meme from 2014, yet I kept tapping, waiting for the next time a “serious interview” turned into you on your back, MILF on top, mystery temporarily forgotten under her.