This one feels like somebody took all the marriage porn threads from old forums, mixed them with late night softcore, then forgot to add a safe word. You’re not playing some overpowered stud here, you’re basically watching this young couple get pushed around by the world, and the game really enjoys twisting the knife. It’s all narrated in third person, which at first I thought I’d hate, but it actually fits weirdly well. Feels like hearing a dirty storyteller sitting behind you, whispering what the husband doesn’t see, what the wife pretends not to feel, and what the “friend” actually wants when his hand stays on her waist a bit too long. That outsider voice is cold as hell sometimes too, just describing how she shifts her thighs when she’s pretending she’s not turned on, or how he forces a smile while his boss checks out his wife’s ass in public. You’re not safe inside anyone’s head, you’re watching, like a creep in the corner.

The whole corruption angle is slow, sometimes even annoying, in that good way where you yell at the screen and still click “continue”. At the start she’s shy, holds his arm, dresses modest, and you think, ok, maybe this is the kind of game where nothing really happens, just a lot of teasing. Then first proper “accident” happens. A crowded bus, her pushed against some guy, hand that “slips” to her hip, then somehow inside her coat. Nobody says anything. The narrator just tells you how her breath changes, how she doesn’t pull away immediately, how later she tells her husband it was just too crowded and laughs it off. The game really likes this exhibitionism flavor. Short skirts that “he” suggests she wears because she “looks so cute,” club scenes where the lighting hides enough but not quite, balcony moments where windows are not as dark as they think. There’s a scene in a mall where she bends to grab a bag, and camera just stays on that angle for way too long, while the text is busy talking about what some random guy on the escalator is staring at. It’s petty, it’s hot, it’s kind of mean.

What surprised me a lot is how much of the fun is actually in all the watching. Proper voyeur energy. You get moments where the husband is literally in the next room, and the narration switches between what he thinks is going on and what’s actually happening on the couch. Little stuff, like a “massage” that goes on too low, a handjob given under a blanket while the TV is still on, her biting her lip and pretending she’s just cold. There is cheating, real cheating, not just flirty texting. Ntr and cuckold stuff hit harder here because the game takes its sweet time getting there. It starts with harmless touching, a hand on her thigh when everyone’s drinking, or a guy “helping” her cross the street holding her too close. By the time you reach outright groping in a crowded locker room, it doesn’t feel sudden, it feels like, yeah, of course that’s the next step, she already got used to being touched “by mistake”. And the 3D style they use for the characters works fine for this kind of thing. The models are not perfect, some faces look a bit stiff, and it really annoys me that sometimes their fingers don’t sit quite right on the clothes, like they float a tiny bit above, and then my brain locks on that and I miss a line of dialogue. But the bodies sell the story. Curves, subtle changes in her posture when she starts to enjoy the attention more than her husband’s approval, his shoulders slowly folding in when he realizes something’s off but can’t prove it. I wish the text box was a bit less clunky, it feels like reading a fanfic in an old app sometimes, but whatever, I still kept clicking next while swearing at the narrator for being such a smug bastard. There’s this one moment where he comes home early, hears muffled sounds from the bedroom, and the game just holds on the hallway description while you imagine what’s past the door. That pause is filthy. I kind of hated it. I kind of loved it.

Game hits you with that cheap jump scare first, like some old YouTube screamer, then suddenly you are just in this tiny bedroom with a catgirl kneeling on your mattress, tail flicking, hoodie half open, like she respawned out of your search history. She talks way too casual for something that was licking your cheek a second ago, and her robot buddy on the desk keeps beeping horny little comments, like ChatGPT but if it was allowed to be a total perv. The vibe is weirdly cozy and fucked up at the same time: lights low, messy floor, VR headset tossed in the corner, browser on incognito, and this girl with ears and a collar explaining that you “kinda accidentally” asked for her during a lucid dream. Then your tanned childhood friend just barges in, sweaty from practice, sports bra under that loose shirt, thighs looking like she can snap your neck, and the game instantly goes from awkward hentai scenario to full “oh no I have to actually choose between them” chaos. Except it does not let you stay pure for long, because the sandbox part kicks in fast.

What sold me is how the lewd stuff slowly crawls from goofy to really filthy. At first it is innocent groping “for data”, the robot telling her to test your stamina, her sitting on your lap casually while pretending it is a “science experiment”, your dark skinned wrestler buddy teasing you by pinning your arms and grinding down “like training mount control”. Ten minutes later you are in this bizarre three way exhibition setup where the robot projects your porn search stats on the wall while catgirl milks you with her tits, long slow titfuck while she purrs and leaks a bit of milk herself if you pushed her down the lactation path earlier. Yes, they actually track that with little stat sliders tucked in your phone menu, same place you manage pregnancy risks and suppression pills, which is so on the nose it becomes funny. You start checking fertility charts with the same seriousness I normally keep for Google Analytics, except here the KPIs are “days until catgirl goes into heat” and “chance that the wrestler gets creampied after shower scene”.

Game keeps mixing cute and messed up like that. One route I picked had the tan friend challenge you to a “submission match” on the living room floor, loser has to obey for the night. I tried to play fair, ended up with my face in her armpit and my hands tied behind my back with a belt. She rode my mouth first out of pure spite, grinding till she actually squirted all over my chin, laughing when the robot measured the splash distance. That same run, later, she made you fuck her from behind in the hallway with the door half open, neighbors’ footsteps outside, her moaning way too loud on purpose so you feel that humiliation creep in while still pumping her full and watching her stomach twitch when she feels the cum spill deep. The catgirl route goes more horror and sci fi if you lean into the superpower stuff: she glitches the lights, pulls some psychic domination, freezes your body mid stroke so she can sit on your cock and edge you, denying the orgasm until you are shaking, then forces a raw creampie where her eyes roll back ahegao style and her belly gives this tiny bump animation after. At one point she makes a clone of herself out of this slimy monster girl goo, and suddenly it becomes a group sex scene with two catgirls giggling while they share your dick between mouth and ass, keeping you right at the limit, the robot counting “denied orgasms: 7” in the corner like some cursed Excel sheet. I kinda hate how the UI sometimes bugs and the text boxes overlap in the most intense moments, but when you are watching an elf cosplay scene where your tanned fighter wears fake ears and gets throat fucked on the couch while the real catgirl records from the wardrobe crack, you just let it slide. Vaginal, anal, oral, handjobs under the table while you pretend to play a horror game, lesbian domination where the wrestler slaps the catgirl’s ass till it goes red and makes her lick your shaft before she sits down on it herself, even a messed up virgin blood fetish joke when you finally break that hymen flag on one route. It is all there, messy, horny, way too raw, like someone dumped their whole tag history into one save file and forgot to clean the edges.

This thing starts like one of those “real life sim” mobile games you open on the toilet, except pretty quick you realize the dev got bored of normal life and just said “fuck it, super powers now.” You’re this regular guy at a school, pretending to be normal, but inside you know you can mess with minds and bodies in a way that would get you locked up forever if anyone found out. The school setting sounds basic, yeah, but the way it plays out is messy in a good way. Classrooms, halls, that empty club room nobody uses, toilet stalls where you really should not be doing what you’re doing, and you do it anyway. The three girls you start with are all built like the dev worships huge tits and big asses a little too much, which is exactly what you want your phone screen full of when you’re bored at work. One moment you’re sweet talking them, the next moment you’re freezing time mid-lecture to “adjust” how obedient one of them is, then unpause and watch her suddenly blush and squeeze her legs together like she just remembered a command she didn’t know she had.

What I liked is how the game lets you pick if you want to be the charming bastard or the straight-up owner. For example, there’s this scene where you’re sitting with a girl on a bench behind the gym, she’s shy, playing with her hair, talking about grades and stupid school drama, and you can just keep flirting until she leans in for a soft kiss. Or you just push your power, slide into her mind, and flip a switch that makes her drop to her knees between the trees and take you in her mouth like she’s been trained for weeks. The oral stuff feels extra dirty because it’s in these “normal” places: library corners, stairwells, sometimes in class when everyone is “focused” and she’s under the desk. The game likes to tease you with almost-vanilla, then smashes you with the trainer angle. Slowly turning a classmate into a slave that gets wet just by hearing your footsteps in the corridor is very much the core fantasy here. The BDSM parts hit hardest when they’re quiet, like when you tell a girl to stand naked in her room, collar on, hands behind her back, just waiting for a ping on her phone from you to decide if her night is cuddling or choking.

The mind control side is not subtle at all, which I kind of love and also kind of hate. Sometimes you’re just tapping options like “Obedience: +10” and thinking “ok, that’s a bit gamey,” then the next scene hits and she’s lying on her bed, spreading those thick thighs, begging you to use her because her brain literally can’t disobey you anymore. There’s one route where you push too hard and she starts mixing love with fear, calling you “Master” in the middle of regular conversation, and the game doesn’t stop you, it just lets that snowball. You go from sneaky touching to full-on public control. Telling her, with one thought, to bend over a desk while you pull her skirt up, grabbing that big ass, sliding in raw, while she bites her lip and whispers that she doesn’t want anyone to see… but she also can’t stop moaning. It’s fucked up, it’s hot, it’s inconsistent, sometimes the pacing is weird, sometimes the writing feels like it was typed on a bus, but when it hits, it hits in a way that has you unlocking your phone in totally the wrong places. And yeah, the game pretends to be about “real life” at first, but after a while you’re basically a horny god walking around a school where every busty girl is one command away from dropping her panties. Not realistic at all. That’s exactly why I kept opening it again.

A horny Harry Potter parody that actually leans into the weird stuff instead of pretending it’s just about “magic academy romance”. Here you’re poking around this twisted version of Hogwarts, and everything feels a bit off, like someone cast a spell that replaced the school rules with Pornhub search history. Hermione isn’t the book-nerd side character anymore, she’s basically the main toy and the story keeps throwing her into these situations where “ancient evil” really just means some smug bastard who figured out how to use mind control for sex. At first it looks like standard fanfic: dusty corridors, old portraits, secret rooms, some forbidden book with too many eyes on the cover. Then you’re making her kneel in front of that “forbidden book” and telling her to practice her oral skills while supposedly “studying”. And the worst part is how the game pretends this is all serious mythology, like yes, very tragic prophecy, anyway get her on the desk and fuck her brains out because ritual requires it. Sure.

What makes it fun is how it keeps twisting canon stuff into dirty scenes. You get cosplay vibes right away: Hermione in slightly off-brand school uniform, later in slutty “ritual robes” that barely cover her nipples, or in some half-assed monster girl form when the magic corruption starts kicking in and suddenly she has horns or a tail and still acts like homework is the real problem. One moment she’s this shy witch blushing about kissing a girl, next she’s tongue-deep in another witch’s pussy because “the spell only works with shared fluids”. It goes from romance-lite, holding hands in a hidden classroom, to full mind-controlled gangbang where her eyes are glazed and she’s riding twin brothers while some older milf professor pretends it’s “advanced practical exam”. The game really likes that switch from consent talk to “oops, the spell made her a perfect little slave, guess we have to use her now”. It’s dirty in that slightly uncomfortable way that still makes you click “continue” way too fast.

There’s this one scene that stuck with me and honestly it’s not even the nastiest one. You’re in some abandoned tower, candles everywhere, and Hermione is masturbating on the floor, muttering bits of Latin and Harry’s name in the same breath, like she can’t decide if she wants safety or corruption. You’re supposed to be this ancient power whispering inside her head, telling her to touch herself “for knowledge”, and every time you push her a little more she reacts, panties soaked, fingers inside, begging for more magic. Later you get proper penetration scenes, her bent over an old stone altar, getting filled while she chants spells that sound like they should protect her but clearly don’t. And yes, there’s lesbian stuff, group stuff, a milf teacher who pretends to resist then folds in two lines, some weird romance moments where they talk about feelings while covered in cum. Not everything hits perfectly, a couple of dialogues feel like they were written on a phone in a bus, and one monster girl encounter just kind of starts, happens, and never gets mentioned again. But the overall vibe is this messy, horny, slightly cursed fan project that understands why people actually search for “Hermione mind control” at three browser tabs deep, and doesn’t pretend to be anything else.

You arrive in Canbe Valley with a broken house, a dead family, and a town that looks like some cozy farming sim from the outside but smells like rotten sex and money the more you walk around. It pretends to be clean, polite place where everyone smiles too wide, yet every corner has someone whispering about “special services” or asking if you’re “open to arrangements.” Your old farm is barely standing, the fields are empty, and your only real asset is that people in this valley need someone discreet who won’t ask too many questions. Somehow that ends up meaning you. One moment you’re fixing the fence and selling a bit of milk, next moment you’re negotiating with a bored noble’s pet monster girl who wants to sneak out at night for “training” sessions that definitely are not about combat.

The game plays like a messy sandbox where the main quest keeps nudging you toward the city’s filth, but you can just fuck off and check random places, talk to random girls, pick random jobs. One day you run into a shy catgirl who’s technically someone’s property and technically not allowed to talk to you. She still meets you behind the barn, kneels in the hay, starts giving you this hesitant, sloppy blowjob where she keeps looking up like she’s afraid someone will see. She apologizes every time she gags. It’s lewd, a bit wrong, and the game does not stop to lecture you. Another time, a sharp-tongued priestess type in town drags you to a back room, orders you to sit, then starts stroking you off with that fake holy smile, telling you this is “necessary purification.” Her handjob starts controlled and calm, then she speeds up when you push her buttons in dialogue, goes from cold superiority to quietly panting against your ear. The scene just keeps going, changing camera angles, changing pace, until you blow on her robes and she pretends to be outraged while obviously loving it.

What I liked a lot is how sex is wired into everything without the game screaming “hey, porn scene here!” all the time. You help with some shady slave paperwork, later the same girl shows up on your farm, half scared, half curious, and if you play it right she slowly shifts from “I have to obey” to “I want to play.” The corruption of the town feels baked into the economy: brothel owners want better girls, rich bastards want exclusive monster pets, and your farm becomes weird hub where human girls and monster girls cross paths. Sometimes you just want to explore, check a new district, then suddenly you’re in a brothel side room, getting your dick sucked by a spider-girl who has way too many hands for your own good. And yeah, the place is not pretty-clean heroic fantasy. There is slavery. There is prostitution that sits right on the line between exploitative and seductive, and the game just lets you wade in it and make your own compromises. It’s horny, grimy, a bit clumsy, and kind of perfect for anyone who likes their adventure with a lot of messy, uncensored sex wrapped around a fake “nice village” that is absolutely fucked under the surface.

Guy wakes up in a place that absolutely hates the concept of “male on top” and it kind of rules and sucks at the same time. Lithzena is like someone took every “what if women ran literally everything and guys were just cute toys” fantasy, mixed it with monster girls, then forgot to put in a safety switch. You’re not a hero here, you’re loot. People argue if it’s an isekai or just a very horny kidnapping. You make your guy, pick how pathetic or cocky he looks, and then the world just starts grinding you down in this slow, teasing way that feels half humiliation, half cuddling with a predator that purrs while it bites. One minute a towering orc woman is calling you “brave little warrior” while clamping a collar on your neck, next minute a classy mage girl is making you kneel so she can use your face like furniture while she reads a spellbook. Everybody smiles too much when they talk about “training”. That part actually reminded me of scrolling through TikTok too long and ending on that weird femdom side where all the comments are “this is not awakening anything I swear” and you know they’re lying.

It looks like a typical RPGM thing at first, walk around, talk, check chests, try not to aggro the wrong tall amazon with claws, but almost every route keeps circling back into some kink-flavored trap. There’s this heel-on-neck vibe running through everything. Even when they’re nice to you, you’re still the pet. The foot stuff is front and center early on: Renee’s scene is this slow, teasing footjob that starts like she’s just nudging you around, using her toes to tilt your chin, then she pins you with one foot on your chest and strokes you with the other like it's the most boring thing she did today. She talks down to you the whole time, like you’re a toy she might return to the shop if you squeak wrong. The animation is simple but her little toe movements and how your character twitches when she squeezes a bit harder, that sells it more than any big flashy effect. Then Felicia shows up with her handjob event and it’s a different kind of cruel, more “cute girl who pretends she’s being gentle while squeezing just a bit too tight, like testing a fruit at the supermarket”. There is this one moment where she starts jerking you off while still having a conversation with someone else in the room, barely looking at you, and that hit way harder than the actual climax.

What made it stick in my head is how the world treats male suffering as background noise. You’re walking through a fancy town square, statues of warrior queens and monster ladies, and somewhere in the corner a guy is leashed to a post, being used as a footrest while two lamia girls gossip about politics. Nobody cares. You can poke around and try to be “strong” but the story keeps shoving you into erotic traps where your choices are more like “do you want to be ruined lovingly or efficiently”. Sometimes it gets a bit too talky, like the dev forgot we came here to get stepped on, not listen to long lore dumps about gynarchy councils, but then you get pulled into another scene where someone wipes their sweaty sole on your chest and the brain goes quiet again. It’s messy, not finished, a bit clunky to move around, and the mini-game parts feel like they escaped from a different hentai game that smoked too much weed, but the core vibe of “fantasy world where you’re prey and the predators are hot, smug, and enjoy using you as a toy” sticks pretty hard. Also, the way the women laugh when you beg? That’s the part that stays in your head when you close the browser.

You wake up like some discount isekai protagonist, except instead of a goddess you get a smug catgirl perched on your chest, flicking your nose and calling you “pet” before you’ve even remembered your own name. She’s got a tail that never stops moving, ears that twitch every time you stare at her boobs for too long, and this stupidly cute collar that looks harmless until you notice the tiny shock symbols on it. Her “friend” is a floating robot ball with too many lenses and zero shame, scanning your body like it’s doing a hentai route speedrun. It keeps popping up in the worst possible moments, recording things, projecting things, adding “achievement unlocked” sounds when you manage to make someone squirt. The tone is somewhere between horny fever dream and slightly cursed sci‑fi, like someone mashed a harem fantasy together with a broken VR assistant and said: yeah, this is fine.

The game throws you into a sandbox city that feels normal for about five seconds. Then the catgirl drags you to a “training room” that’s basically a BDSM gym. You’ve got stocks, benches, magical glowing restraints that cling to skin like liquid metal, paddles that track “spank combo” count, and a weird high‑tech milking rig that starts as a joke and very quickly is not a joke. She teases you like hell, grinding on your lap, brushing your cock with her tail, then hopping away the moment you’re close because “good pets don’t cum without permission.” Orgasm denial hits early and it hits hard. The childhood friend shows up right when you’re half naked, sweaty, and frustrated. She’s tanned, short‑haired, built like she actually wins wrestling tournaments, and somehow straight up chill about walking in on you pinning the catgirl down. Next thing you know, she’s challenging you to a “friendly” grapple match where you either get your face smashed into her tits or taken down and ridden until you’re begging. She laughs when you lose, but her voice cracks a bit when you slide your hand along the tanlines on her hips and squeeze.

What caught me off guard is how the game keeps jumping from horny clowning to actual weird tenderness. You’re making a monster girl elf blush while she’s chained by glowing runes and calling you “master,” but then she shyly asks if you’d rather go slow and break her hymen properly instead of just ramming her. The robot orbits around you, projecting voyeur scenes like a perv Netflix: group sex in a bathhouse with steam barely covering bouncing big tits, a cosplay café where the maids are locked into orgasm denial belts until closing time, lactation experiments gone “accidentally” wild. There’s this one moment where you use your new powers to freeze time for everyone except yourself and your chosen girl, and it’s romantic for exactly three seconds before you realize you can reposition them, pose them, edge them, spank them, and even line up an anal creampie while the clock is still paused. You feel like a god and a creep at the same time, which is kind of the running joke here.

The pregnancy stuff ramps up once you stop pulling out. The game casually tracks who you’ve filled, who’s potentially knocked up, and then a few cycles later you’re getting messages like “my tits won’t stop leaking, can you help?” and suddenly you’re hand‑pumping milk out of a catgirl while the tan wrestler is kneeling behind you, stroking your dick with one hand and slapping your ass for “motivation.” There’s actual pregnant sex, big bellies bouncing while you go hard from behind, milk spraying when you pinch nipples, and that messed up but hot mix of them being embarrassed and proud at the same time. Sometimes the pacing is weird, you’ll go from spooky hallway with glitchy horror noises and a monster girl creeping along the ceiling to a goofy titfuck scene where the robot comments on your form like a coach. I kind of hated that shift and still replayed the voyeur scenes way too often. Oh, and there’s this tiny bug where the catgirl’s tail clips into her own ass right when you’re about to finish, and now I can’t unsee it. Still kept fucking her, of course.

City is fucked, virus hit, and suddenly this quiet nobody from the council wakes up with “congrats, you’re the mayor now, everyone else is dead or gone.” That’s pretty much the whole vibe. No fancy hero intro, you just walk out into streets that feel half-abandoned, half-hungry, and every girl you meet is either scared of you, wants something from you, or ends up on her knees because the new laws say so. Power here is not metaphor, it’s literally “sign a paper and that shy nurse is now legally required to spread her legs for public morale.” The game leans very hard into that fantasy where your word is the only rule that matters, and every scene is built around that: city hall office sex with the blinds wide open, turning a rescue shelter into your private harem base, using “health checkups” as excuse to bend a trembling secretary over your desk and fuck her raw while she tries to still call you “Mr. Mayor” without choking on your cock. It plays like a corruption sandbox, but the corruption is half on them and half on you, because early on you may actually try to be nice and then the game keeps tempting you with easy shortcuts like “legalized prostitution as economic stimulus” and suddenly you are running a citywide brothel network with branded uniforms.

What really hooked me was how casual the mind control and paranormal stuff creeps in. At first it’s legal pressure and fear. Then you unlock these weird powers after a shady lab scene, and now you can just touch a girl’s forehead and flip a switch inside her, turn a proud cop into a cock-hungry slave who still wears her badge while you make her suck you off in a dark alley, knowing patrol cams are catching every second because you ordered surveillance to stay online “for safety reasons.” The more you abuse it, the more the girls change, not just dialogue, but their whole attitude. That quiet librarian who used to flinch when you mentioned public punishment? Later she’s volunteering to get chained naked in the square, dripping while the crowd watches and you decide if she gets her first anal pounding there in front of everyone or in your private room with her mouth full and her ass already lubed from your last creampie. There’s group scenes where your personal harem kneels in a line and you just walk along, using them one by one, some trying to impress you with deepthroat, others begging for cum inside because in this broken city, being pregnant with the mayor’s kid is basically a golden ticket. It’s filthy, unpolished in a way that actually fits the setting, and yeah, sometimes the game trips over its own ambition, like a choice menu that promises moral dilemma but really only asks if you want to fuck her in the ass first or keep her pussy untouched for later. Still, when I was signing a “public morale decree” while some big-titted ex-councilwoman rode my dick on the mayoral throne, moaning that she used to be your boss and now she’s your slave, it felt exactly like the kind of wrong, nasty fantasy this sort of game is supposed to be.

This thing feels like someone took an Assassin’s Creed Japan spin-off, cut out all the parkour that makes you sweat, then stuffed the empty space with horny kunoichi that exist mostly to get fucked into submission. You’re this wandering guy with a dead-village grudge, stalking through feudal alleyways and temple rooftops, not because you care about honor or whatever, but because every ninja girl is another chance to bend a clan over and make it your personal toy. The story pretends to care about “prophecy” for like five minutes, then it’s just setups for you ambushing some masked kunoichi, choking her a little, and choosing if you want her mouth, pussy, or ass first. One moment you’re in bamboo mist, listening to a dramatic line about revenge, next moment she’s got her tongue on your cock and her eyes rolling up in that full ahegao “I lost the mission and my dignity” way. The vibe is weirdly funny too. There are lines that feel like shitposts, like the MC talking about “ninja pussy tax” completely straight-faced, and I swear at one point a captured kunoichi says something that sounded like it was copied from a horny Twitter reply under a cosplay pic.

Since it’s a kinetic thing, you’re basically locked into this rail of escalating scenes, but the pacing somehow still manages to feel chaotic. One girl is introduced like a serious boss assassin, whole build up with cloak and blades and references to “shadows”, then she’s on her knees sucking you off before you even memorize her name, drool running down her chin while you grab her hair and use her throat like it owes you money. Another route swings from foot teasing to full-on gangbang speedrun. There’s a bit where two kunoichi and a captured “rival” girl end up in this tangled lesbian mess, licking each other out trying to show who can please you better while you sit there deciding who gets the creampie and who only gets it on her tongue. Bodies press together, hands everywhere, and the game really loves showing when a “tough” ninja starts moaning like a porn actress with way too much energy, especially when you push into her ass for the first time and she does that shocked little twitch. Then you get group scenes where you’re balls-deep in one girl’s pussy, another riding your face, and a third pressing your cock back in for a messy double penetration angle that feels like it should break someone, but they just end up thanking you and calling you “master” like becoming your slave is some secret ninja promotion. The only thing that kept pulling me out is that weird running joke with the smell of squid after you’re done. It’s gross, it’s kind of hilarious, and I couldn’t stop noticing it, like when Spotify keeps recommending you the same weird song after a playlist ends. But then again, by the time you’re shoving a kunoichi’s legs up by her ears to plant another sticky load deep inside and watching her smile like she finally understands her place, that little detail somehow fits this whole fucked up, horny fever dream of a ninja world.

The first thing that hit me with this one was how shameless it is. You play this smug bastard who literally is the Demon King of Lust, popping into some fantasy world with one idea in his head: “every hot girl here is mine.” No pretending, no romance at start, just straight up corruption and ownership. The world kind of opens around you like a sandbox sex toy box. One moment you’re in a quiet little village, talking to a shy virgin elf, and ten minutes later she’s on her knees, drooling on your cock while you test if your mind control can make her enjoy it more than she wants to admit. It has that old porn game energy, where it feels a bit rough and “cheap,” but somehow that gives more charm. The 3D girls have this plastic porn star look, big tits, big asses, too shiny sometimes, but when they move during a titfuck or a footjob, or when the camera zooms on their face while they’re getting filled, it works. Animations are not perfect, some loops are a bit stiff, but when you are watching a monster girl riding you in a ruined temple, her claws on your chest and her slime dripping on your balls, you’re not exactly thinking about animation curves, trust me.

What I liked is how the power fantasy grows. In the beginning you’re just a horny demon trying to get any vaginal sex at all. You bribe, you threaten, you use mind tricks in small doses. A simple handjob behind the tavern feels like a victory. Then much later, you’re in a full harem situation, girls you’ve broken in different ways, all with their own kind of corruption: the priestess who now begs you to cum on her face because she says your seed is her “new holy water,” the warrior who used to kick your ass and now kneels to kiss your boots and give you a slow, teasing footjob because she “must honor her master.” There is a scene where you call three of them into your throne room, make one worship your cock with her tits while the other two kiss each other under your orders. You switch roles mid scene, pull one by the hair into your lap, force her to ride you while she’s still mind controlled to call you “my king” each time she cums. It is dark, it is male domination all the way, with slavery stuff not trying to be nice. Sometimes it feels too cruel, like when you break a monster girl who was actually kind of sweet before, turn her into a sex pet with a collar, and the game just shrugs like “yeah, that’s normal here.” But then, that is exactly the fantasy it goes for and never apologizes. The adventure side is mostly a reason to walk into new locations and find more women to ruin: caves with captive monster girls, castles with bored queens, little farmhouses where you corrupt a whole family one by one. There is a weird comfort in how trashy it is. The story pretends to talk about conquering the world, but everyone knows the real goal is conquering every pussy, mouth, and pair of tits you can reach. And it delivers that, slowly, nastily, with every new scene turning another “good girl” into a dripping, obedient toy that calls you Demon King while you fuck her brains out.