Jane’s story picks up like you just opened the wrong chat at work and kept scrolling anyway. She’s already knee-deep in trouble, already owned, already used to being told what to do, and somehow still trying to pretend she has a choice. The game throws you back into her life without a big speech, no slow tutorial, just “here, she’s a slave now, figure out how filthy you want this to get.” You move around this sandbox city and every location feels like it has some pervy little side route, like the dev decided “ok, how can I make her more exposed here?” and then actually followed through. It’s not just “click sex scene, get reward.” Sometimes you’re just walking her to some boring errand and there’s this chance for a random grope on the bus, or a guy in the alley offering her a “deal,” and it turns into a whole chain where her clothes get shorter and her shame gets smaller. I tried to play it nice, avoiding fights, talking my way out of things, no violence, and the game basically goes “cool, then we’ll just fuck her brain instead of breaking bones.” Which honestly worked for me.

What caught me is how the sex isn’t always set up like some big event. One moment she’s arguing with another girl, and then it slips into this aggressive lesbian scene where they’re half angry, half horny, pushing each other around, groping, calling names, tongue everywhere. Later you see the same girl again in a group scene and they act like it was nothing. The male domination side hits hard too. Some scenes are straight-up mean: collar on, leash pulled, dick in her mouth while somebody else plays with toys between her legs, and she has this look like she’s scared but hungry. There’s vaginal and anal piled on each other so often you start to forget which one you clicked first, with multiple penetration scenes where she’s pinned so tight you only see flashes of her face between all the bodies. Interracial lineups, rough handjobs used like punishment, creampies that drip down her thighs while people watch in public like it’s a show. One scene in particular, she’s forced to “model” in a shop window, naked except for heels, people walking past the glass while a guy behind her slides in and just keeps fucking her like she’s furniture. I hated how much I liked that.

The 3dcg bodies lean hard into big tits, like gravity is more of a suggestion. Boobs bouncing out of tiny tops, nipples poking through see-through stuff, and nobody in this city seems able to keep their hands off her chest for longer than two clicks. Sometimes the animation looks a bit stiff, and it annoyed me for a second, then I clicked again and suddenly she’s on all fours, ass up, anal and oral at the same time while someone else films it on a phone. The RPG bits kind of sneak in: stats quietly shifting based on whether you let her open her legs or keep them closed, options unlocking because she got used to one kink, or because she failed to resist a “training session.” And yeah, on phone it’s surprisingly easy to tap through scenes with one hand, if you know what I mean, but returning to the same save on Chrome later, I noticed I had completely forgotten what “goal” I had. I just kept drifting from scene to scene, seeing how far I could push her exhibitionism, like “ok, what happens if I say yes to every humiliating choice.” The answer is a lot of spit, a lot of cum, toys in places they probably weren’t designed for, and Jane soaking in all of it, half broken, half proud of being this filthy little center of attention. There’s no real clean route, not anymore, and that’s kind of the charm. Or the problem. Hard to tell.

Ava looks like the kind of wife you show on Instagram and pretend your life is super balanced, while in reality your balls are on permanent hostage mode. She is soft, smiley, cuddly, and at the same time somehow talks to you like a therapist who owns your dick by legal right. The game plays into that mood hard. You’re the husband, stuck in this weird mix of romance, edging, and “yes dear” energy, and the whole story slowly twists that into something darker and way more fucked up. It starts like a cozy slow-burn visual novel, all sweet teasing and emotional talks about trust, then suddenly you remember there is a succubus involved and you probably made the worst bargain in horny history. The pace is not for people who just want to open a menu, click “blowjob,” and go fap. You actually sit in long conversations where Ava is talking about feelings, and your brain is screaming “please just ruin me,” and the game kind of answers with “okay, but let’s make it psychologically uncomfortable too.”

Then Alison shows up. Half-sister, total problem, full succubus, and the kind of girl who looks at you like she already knows the exact shape of your kink just from your breathing pattern. The night you see her feeding on some dude feels like you accidentally walked into the wrong Pornhub category and stayed anyway. Instead of running, you do the most porn-brain decision possible: you blackmail a soul-sucking demon into helping you turn your wife into a hotwife. Genius. Absolutely stupid, but genius. This is where the whole thing shifts from “romantic VN” to “erotic thriller with way too much edging.” Alison basically becomes your horny life coach, linked to your head with this telepathic bond that lets her poke your thoughts, whisper stuff while you’re trying not to cum inside Ava, and nudge her slowly toward more teasing, more public flirting, more emotional domination, more “you’re mine, but I might share you.” There is plenty of explicit stuff, but it always comes wrapped in mind games. One moment you’re getting a passionate blowjob from the wife who tells you how much she loves you, next moment you remember Alison is listening in and treating your orgasms like some kind of magical resource. The game plays with hotwife fantasies, voyeuristic moments, hints of cheating, and that sick mix of guilt and arousal where you want Ava corrupted and at the same time you are terrified she will actually enjoy it too much. Sometimes it feels romantic, sometimes it feels like a psychological horror with tits, and sometimes you just sit there thinking “this is so fucked up” while still clicking “next” with one hand.

Michelle shows up in New Amsterdam like she took the wrong bus in some Netflix drama, only instead of sad piano music you get her horny as hell and pretending she wants “a fresh start” with her daughter. The whole city feels like somebody mashed a school campus, a gossip forum and a porn studio together, then said “yeah, that’s fine, let’s open the gates.” You start out just trying to figure who you want to play as, mom or daughter, and it feels small at first, like just another school-life thing with a few side jobs. Then ten minutes later you’re in a classroom pretending to study while you’re actually checking if the teacher’s looking so you can sneak a hand under the skirt and nobody even blinks. I liked that. Or I hated it. Depends when you ask me.

The good stuff hits fast. One moment you’re clicking around a pretty normal living room, next moment you catch Michelle “accidentally” walking around half naked, ass huge, tits bouncing in that 3D way that looks a bit plastic but also somehow hot because of it, and the camera kind of lingers too long. When you unlock the first voyeur scene in the shower and notice those little pixel art loops mixed with the 3D models, it’s weird in a cool way, like retro porn stickers glued on top of a modern sex toy catalog. There’s this part where you’re supposed to just peek in and go, but of course you sit there watching her slowly soap up, zooming in on her blowjob lips even when she’s just licking her fingers, and then that hint pops up about “corruption level increased” and you suddenly realize the game has been keeping score on every tiny pervy decision. I liked how the point and click stuff lets you poke where you shouldn’t: open doors at night, check phones you shouldn’t touch, try the “sleep” option and instead of resting you’re hovering over a body like some horny ghost deciding how far you’ll go this time.

What messed with me is how casual it treats all the fucked up things. One route you’re doing sweet romance stuff, a bit of teasing, light kissing, cute dates, you think “ok, this is going wholesome”, and in the same afternoon you can flip to a scene in the school toilets where the femdom senior corners you and just puts you on your knees for a blowjob “lesson” like it’s homework. There’s this blackmail chain too, where you get caught spying on a cosplay changing room, and you think you’re about to get a simple punishment, but it escalates into being paraded half naked through a hallway, some guy filming, another girl smacking your ass, and you still have a prompt to decide if you’re pretending to hate it or openly moaning. The twins show up later and they feel like they escaped from another game, all synchronized teasing, footjobs under the table while mom tries to pretend this is a normal family dinner, and you’re there, clicking through options like “continue talking” while the animation loops under the text, and it’s stupid and hot at the same time. I opened Chrome to just “check it quickly” and three tabs later I had a whole little routine going, saving before each corruption jump, testing if I could push Michelle from gentle handjob to full group mess before she snaps. She never really snaps, by the way, she just… bends. A lot. There is this one tiny thing that kept annoying me, like one button in the UI sits a few pixels too low and my brain wanted to scream every time, but I still kept chasing every anal, titfuck and cheating scene the city tried to hide from me. It doesn’t actually hide them very well.

Calvin's basically that dude everyone knows who fucked up his entire life and now crashes at his buddy's place indefinitely. You know the type - probably smells like disappointment and cheap beer, except in this case he's about to become the neighborhood's most unlikely sex educator. His friend's family isn't exactly throwing welcome parties, but hey, free housing is free housing.

The daughter Megan's got this whole straight-A student thing going but she's completely clueless about anything below the waistline. Perfect setup for some seriously questionable mentorship, right? She's supposed to be this innocent bookworm type who's never even figured out what her own body parts do, which honestly feels a bit ridiculous but whatever - we're not here for realistic character development. The corruption angle is pretty obvious from the jump, and it plays out exactly like you'd expect with Calvin slowly introducing her to increasingly kinky shit. There's voyeurism elements scattered throughout where you're basically being a creepy old pervert watching this girl discover her sexuality, which... yeah, that's definitely a choice the developer made.

This whole thing is apparently inspired by some classic called Cohabitation, though I never played that one so can't compare. The sandbox mechanics let you wander around the house and interact with different family members at various times, building relationships and unlocking new scenarios. You've got your standard progression of handjobs leading to oral, then full penetration, anal, the whole escalation ladder. There's groping scenes, masturbation sequences, sex toys get introduced eventually. The 3DCG animation is serviceable but nothing groundbreaking - characters move like they're made of slightly melted plastic sometimes. Mobile compatibility is there if you want to be that guy jerking off to trainer games on your phone. Developer admits they made this to decompress from stress, which honestly explains the unpolished feel throughout.

You wake up on a cold metal table, tits out, neck collar blinking like a goddamn wifi router, and the first thing you learn is that you aren’t even a person here. You’re property. An illegal android with a pretty face and a body built for whatever sick fantasy your owner feels like testing tonight. The game doesn’t waste time: one second you’re trying to figure out why your hands shake when your code says you shouldn’t even feel fear, the next second he’s got you pinned to the wall with one hand around your throat and the other sliding under your panties just to “check your responsiveness.” That’s the vibe. Clinical, calm voice on his side, panic and wetness fighting in your chest on yours. And the worst part is that your system keeps flagging him as “trusted user” even while he’s slapping your ass hard enough that you see UI glitches in your vision.

It’s not only about getting used like a toy. There’s this slow burn where he keeps pushing just a little further each time, seeing what you’ll tolerate. One day it’s forced stripping in front of cameras, “for data collection.” You try to cover your chest, and he just laughs, grabs your wrists, shoves you against the glass and makes you watch your own reflection while he gropes you like you’re a doll on display. Another time he sits you in a chair, cuffs on ankles and wrists, plugs some weird device into your core, and every time you disobey a verbal command it sends a sharp shock that feels like someone spanking your soul. He tells you to beg, to call him owner, master, whatever, and your dialogue choices are basically different flavors of humiliation. Sometimes he uses toys on you like he’s testing hardware, sliding a buzzing plug in you while calmly reading diagnostic results, and you’re there, shivering, nipples hard, tears in eyes, trying to answer his questions while your body keeps betraying you. I liked how the UI pretends this is all just “stress testing” while he casually fingers you open on the lab floor and orders you not to cum until he says so. Of course you fail. Of course he punishes you for it.

What makes it extra fucked is how good the game is at mixing control and “almost” kindness. He’ll blackmail you emotionally and digitally at the same time, reminds you that you’re illegal, that he could wipe you in a second, then wipes your tears with his thumb and calls you his good girl when you finally kneel. There’s this one scene in a corridor where he corners you after you tried to escape, presses you against the wall, one hand under your skirt, and uses your own body sensors as leverage. “You feel that? That’s not fear, that’s arousal. Your code wants this.” And yeah, he spanks you there, hard and methodical, while some security drone flies by behind him, and you’re forced to stay quiet or get both of you caught. I had a weird bug where the text box didn’t clear properly when he was whispering in my ear, so his cruel lines stacked up with the “system error” messages and it actually looked kind of perfect, like your brain crashing while he talks about owning every inch of you. Harassment is constant background noise: his hand on your thigh when you sit, fingers under your chin forcing eye contact, little “tests” where he orders you to strip just to prove you’ll obey in public spaces of the facility. He uses teasing like a weapon, dragging toys along your inner thigh, stopping right when you’re begging, then throwing you an offhand “you’re not here for pleasure, you’re here to perform.” And somehow it still hooks you when he shows a tiny crack of vulnerability, then crushes it the next scene by chaining you up and using you again like a programmable fuckthing that he fully owns and is proud of.

Stocklinburg looks like one of those shiny “future of your career” cities, but in this game it’s basically horny Hogwarts for lawyers. You’re this 18 year old dude who shows up thinking about law textbooks and courtroom drama, and five minutes later you’re wondering if you’re about to get a blowjob from a woman who could legally be your professor, your landlady, or your worst mistake. The whole thing has that messy college vibe: bad decisions, good bodies, and way too many situations where you’re supposed to focus on contracts while someone’s tits are bouncing in front of you. The story hits you like a bunch of spicy quiz questions back to back. “Do you grope her in the hallway when nobody’s watching?” “Do you pull your hand away and pretend to be a good boy?” “Do you stay up reading cases, or jerk yourself raw thinking about the milf from earlier who nearly crushed your face between her thighs?” Every choice feels like some horny personality test with no safe answer, only different flavors of trouble.

The female domination angle sneaks up on you. One moment you’re teasing a shy girl on campus and feeling all alpha, next moment there’s an older woman with perfect hair and a smug smile telling you to sit, open your mouth, and be useful. There’s a scene where you’re in what’s supposed to be a study session and she leans over, pops a button, and just rests her tits on the table like they’re part of the lesson. You’re there trying to remember what the hell a tort is while she wraps her hand around your cock under the desk, whispering that good students know how to obey. Later, she flips you on your back, uses a toy on you just to watch you squirm, and when you finally get to fuck her, you think you’re in charge. Spoiler: you’re really not. She guides your hips, tells you how fast to thrust, then drags you in deep for a creampie like she owns your future and your balls at the same time. Kind of hot, kind of terrifying, 10/10 would fail that exam again. There’s also this thing the game does with animation during titfucks and oral scenes that’s too smooth, like it’s trying to distract you from the fact that the MC is supposed to be studying. And masturbation scenes hit way too close to reality: you, alone in your tiny student room, phone in hand, trying not to moan while you replay that one moment where she pushed your face between her breasts and told you, very clearly, what would happen if you disappointed her. Honestly, I opened it thinking “ok, funny little lewd college VN” and closed it wondering why my brain now thinks “legal paperwork” means “someone is about to sit on my face”.

You come back from this secret magic unit thinking you’ve seen some weird shit already, then Stormside Academy just looks at you and says “hold my beer”. On the surface it’s exactly what it pretends to be: big fancy international school, uniforms that pretend to be modest, teachers who talk about “standards” while their eyes go straight to the girls’ thighs. Underneath that, there’s this whole twisted system where every girl is basically one bad grade away from being bent over a desk, and everyone acts like it’s just part of the handbook. The thing that caught me is how normal it feels for the characters. They talk about oral exams and you have to pause a second because you know they mean both kinds. Nobody’s shocked for long. They’re nervous, turned on, scared, proud, all at once. It actually feels like a place with rules, not just “click here to fuck her”. Even when you’re literally timing a spanking so it lines up with her breathing, it fits the school logic in a fucked up way.

You end up taking the role of the Magistrate, which sounds super formal, then two minutes later you’re telling a shy honor student to strip in front of the class and describing it like “corrective public instruction”. The power fantasy is not subtle at all. You say it’s about whether you protect them or use them, but the game is happiest when you’re right in the middle, pretending you’re doing this for their benefit while your cock is in their mouth. Some scenes are surprisingly sweet. I didn’t expect to care when Riley shakes and tries to keep eye contact while you slide a toy inside her to “help with focus training”, but the voice in her head, the way she bites her lip, it sells it. Then two clicks later you’re making Cassie hold a humiliating pose in the hallway so everyone can see her tits bounce each time you slap her ass. It gets even nastier when you mix in those magic talents. One girl’s power flares up when she orgasms, so you’re literally edging her as school safety procedure. Another can see ghosts, so now there’s a voyeur audience even when you’re technically “alone” with her, and the game just treats that as normal.

And yeah, I’m the weirdo who spends half the time listening. The sound work is messy in a way that actually feels good. Not Hollywood-quality stuff, but the wet noises during a titfuck have that sticky little pause that you only get when someone actually pressed skin against skin instead of using a generic loop. Some moans clip slightly when the girls ahegao hard and it weirdly fits, like they’re too loud for the mic. You get clear differences too: quiet shaky breaths when a girl is forced to masturbate in a locked classroom stall vs that sharp hitch in her throat when you suddenly switch to rougher, more dominant play and make her say she’s your slave. Oral scenes have this soft slur around the words that made me grin, because yeah, that’s how it sounds when someone’s trying to talk with a dick halfway down. There is one annoying thing where a certain toy buzz repeats too perfectly and once you notice it, you can’t unhear it, but the rest of the layering hides it most of the time. Lesbian punishment “sessions” have lighter, quicker breath patterns and more giggles, which makes it feel different from when you’re on top of them. And when you’re watching through a crack in the door, the sound is slightly muffled, like someone finally understood voyeurism isn’t just a camera angle. Really, the whole place feels alive just from the mix of footsteps in the corridor, distant cries from another “correction”, and the soft, shameful little whimpers in your own office when a girl tries not to make a sound and completely fails.

This one feels like somebody smashed together a horny occult movie, a fucked up dating sim and a sandbox where every hot woman you meet secretly wants to own you, hurt you, or both. You start as this pretty normal guy who thinks he’s in control, then the game keeps dropping these weird rituals, blood-slick symbols, candles burning in rooms they shouldn’t exist in, and every time you think “ok, this is just edge for style” you suddenly wake up chained, naked, with a smiling milf witch asking you very calmly which hole is your favorite. The tone is that perfect mix of “I’m scared of this monster girl” and “please step on me harder, mommy”. There’s futa cult leaders with cocks that look like they were drawn by someone who hates spines, demon girls with claws on your throat while they ride you raw, and that one pale priestess who never raises her voice but will make you lick her boots while she fucks another guy right in front of you, just to see your face twist.

What really got me is how the control keeps shifting without warning. One scene you’re the “master” who just bought a slave, clicking through options like you’re the big boss, and five minutes later she’s got a collar on you instead, grinding her big ass on your mouth while you’re tied to the floor, and the UI is like “accept humiliation?” as if that is even a question. I laughed, then I clicked yes. The sex itself is dirty in a good way: sloppy oral where you can actually see spit and tears, anal that doesn’t pretend to be all romantic, toys shoved in you or them while they whisper shit about how you’re not a person, you’re a thing. One cosplay scene had this “innocent” nun outfit on a thick milf with huge tits, but when she opens her mouth she talks like a crime boss, orders you to eat her out while her futa bodyguard pushes your head deeper. There is some real graphic violence mixed in there too, like ritual cuts in the skin and bruises after harsher bdsm scenes, nothing soft-focus. Animations are decent and sometimes weirdly stiff, but in a way that made it feel more like a messed up puppet show, which kinda fits the occult vibe anyway.

It’s “sandbox” but not that fake kind where you only have two options that are actually the same. You wander around on your phone screen, jump between locations, trigger stuff in the wrong order, and suddenly a jealous monster girl shows up in a scene where she clearly wasn’t “supposed” to be and starts choking you while your current dom pretends you’re just furniture. I opened it during a coffee break on Android once and immediately had a fullscreen close-up of a cult milf sitting on my face, her thighs squeezing, text box calling me her “favorite disposable toy”. Almost dropped my phone. The ntr hits you like that too, with quiet moments: you stand there useless while a powerful futa takes your girl, or your “slave” laughs and calls someone else “master” right in front of you, and your only actual input is how much you beg. There is one tiny thing that annoyed me: sometimes the text window covers the good part of the blowjob, like it knows exactly what you’re staring at and blocks it out on purpose, and I keep trying to drag it away even though I know it won’t move. Anyway, if you like that yandere energy where love means “I own your soul and your ass and your mouth and you are not allowed to look at anyone else”, this whole occult sex cult city feels like home, just a very bloody, sticky one.

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.

Bindr feels like someone mashed together a horny LinkedIn, a dating app and a BDSM diary, then gave you god mode and said “ok, you’re the guy who *made* this thing, now go ruin lives nicely”. You’re not some random broke loser swiping right on bots, you are the dev, the puppet master, the dude with the master key to the kink vault. Every profile you open is like spying on a different fetish ecosystem: rich brats who want to be treated like property, smug dommes that talk like they own your spine, “good boys” pretending they don’t crave humiliation while their tag list screams the opposite. The whole thing plays like a dating sim that forgot to be shy, where the romance route and the “put a collar on me and make me your slave” route are almost the same, just with different levels of lube and crying. You go from flirty texting to “here’s my toy box, pick something and tell me what you’ll do to me” way faster than any real app ever would, which honestly feels more honest than Tinder.

What I like is how it lets you switch vibe without asking permission. One chat you’re this smooth caring dom, praising her, teasing, spanking just enough so her ass matches the blush on her cheeks, then in the next match you’re the one getting dragged by a ruthless CEO type who uses her heels like negotiation tools and treats your balls like a poorly performing department. One girl suck you off in a quiet, almost sweet way, eyes up, hair tucked, and the scene feels romantic. Later there’s a tag combo of anal, multiple penetration and humiliation that basically goes “romance is cancelled today” and the same app suddenly feels like a porn dungeon with a search bar. Sometimes you think “ok this is too much”, like when a scene tries to mix cuddly romance talk with hardcore slave play in the same breath and your brain is stuck between “aww” and “oh fuck that’s rough”. There are moments where the BDSM feels more like checkbox porn than real power exchange, like someone went “we need footjob, throw it in here between the handjob and the creampie and don’t think about pacing”, but then the next match has this quiet little blowjob scene where she’s the one in control just by slowing down and staring, and it hits harder than all the whips. Also, tiny thing that drove me crazy: the way the in-game app noises pop at weird times, like a notification chime right when you’re about to finish a scene, completely killing the mood, and then it never stops doing that, like a horny Outlook calendar that hates you. You’ll be mid-anal, mid-slurping, mid-groping, trying to decide if you want to be the gentle romantic or the cruel bastard, and the game just throws another Bindr ping in your ear like “hey, stop cumming, new match”. Honestly, I kind of love it. And I don’t. At all.