Game hits you with a gut punch right in the menu. You’re this 25-year-old guy who already had his “happily ever after” and then it just gets ripped away from him. No heroic bullshit, no magical fix, he’s a wreck. First scenes are him looking like a zombie, barely functioning, and I liked that they don’t sugarcoat it. He’s numb, he’s angry, he drinks too much, he makes bad choices, sometimes you just click through like “yeah, I’ve seen this guy on Discord at 4% battery and 0% will to live.” And then, in the middle of all that, the game suddenly drops this tall blonde girl in a tight sport uniform with a ridiculous ass and you realize, okay, this is not just depression simulator, there is definitely some cock therapy incoming. Her tits look heavy in that jersey, jiggle a bit when she leans forward, and I swear the dev has a personal obsession with thighs, because the way those shorts ride up when she stretches before practice? That’s where 30% of my saves went. I kept quicksaving right before dialogue choices just to see how slutty or tender that same scene could go, like switching between two different timelines where you’re either a broken puppy or a horny asshole who still somehow gets rewarded.

Thing is, the sex doesn’t happen in a vacuum. You can feel the main guy still carrying all that grief into every scene. There’s a moment on the bleachers where she’s straddling him, sport top pushed up just enough to show those big tits bouncing while she jerks him off under the night lights, and he suddenly spaces out, thinking of his dead lover, and you get this ugly mix of hard-on and guilt. It’s hot and uncomfortable at the same time, which I kinda loved, even though at one point the pacing goes to shit because the game keeps stopping the dirty talk to drop another sad monologue. You get animated vaginal scenes where her ass fills the whole screen, cheeks slapping, sweat on her back, that little bounce in her ponytail while she rides him on the locker room bench, and then right after that they’re talking about addiction and suicide like you just didn’t have your dick in your hand twenty seconds earlier. The tonal whiplash is nuts. But the small stuff sticks with me: her fingers tightening on his shoulder when he finally thrusts up with some actual energy, her trying to hide how wet she is after “innocent” training, that one shot where the camera lingers too long on the curve of her hip as she walks away and you notice a tiny bruise from earlier practice. I hated how the text sometimes explains things I already get from the visuals, yet I kept playing, saving, loading, chasing slightly different ways to make this broken guy lose himself between her legs again, just to see if he looks a bit less dead inside when he finally comes.

Katya feels like that mom from every conservative suburb meme, the one with the tight bun and tighter rules, except here you actually get to watch that whole fake control thing fall apart in slow, horny motion. At the start she really believes in her own bullshit, all discipline and “proper values”, like she’s auditioning for some moral police show. House is clean, schedule is rigid, her body is basically locked behind years of repression and cheap underwear that screams “I don’t fuck, I fold laundry”. And then Emily starts poking holes in it. Not loud teenage rebellion, more like this smug, patient nudging. A little lie here. A half-truth there. “Oops, you caught me, guess you have to punish me.” You already know that “punish” won’t stay innocent for long, and the game absolutely milks that. It feels like watching a rope slowly tighten around Katya’s neck, except she keeps helping tie the knots herself.

What I liked is how it doesn’t jump straight to full-on degeneracy. First time Emily “accidentally” leaves something on her phone open and Katya sees it, the way her face changes, the shame and curiosity mixed, you kinda feel bad for her. Then two scenes later you’re watching her on the couch at night pretending to scroll Instagram while her hand drifts between her legs because her own daughter called her “cute when you’re angry” and you’re like… yeah ok this is fucked and hot. The corruption is very home flavored. Kitchen table tension, hallway “oops I walked out of the shower without closing the door”, “help me with my bra, mom, it’s stuck”. A lot of groping that starts as “checking if you’re dressed decent” and then the hand just doesn’t move away fast enough. The spanking scenes hit nice too, because Katya wants them to be discipline and Emily treats them like foreplay. There’s this one bit with Emily bent over the bed, pretending to pout, her ass up, Katya breathing too heavy, and the game lets the camera sit there way too long. That’s where it got me. Also, the little moments of voyeurism, like Katya spying through a cracked door and then pretending she just “came to check the light”. She lies so badly you can feel the wetness through the screen.

The game calls itself a kinetic thing so yeah, you’re not doing big brain choices, you’re riding the slope. Sometimes that annoyed me, because there’s a scene with Emily using a toy on herself while talking about “how lonely mom must be” and I was screaming at the monitor wanting to push it further or pull back, but the story just drags Katya along on its own rhythm. But that’s also the charm. She’s not really in control, and neither are you. Once the blackmail really settles in, the tone flips hard. Emily plays the sweet daughter card, then snaps into full dom mode with this calm voice that made me clench. Sexual harassment scenes are rough in a good way, like those moments where she corners Katya in her own bedroom and just… touches her. Casual hand on tit, thumb brushing nipple through the bra while talking about grades, or sliding fingers along her ass “just checking your outfit”. And Katya tries to keep her mom tone but you see the crack every time. There’s cheating stuff sprinkled in, like Katya remembering her “proper” life while literally riding someone she absolutely should not be riding, and the game doesn’t pretend it’s romantic, it just leans into the filth. Anal, oral, that “I shouldn’t like this” masturbation shame, stripping scenes where clothes feel more like dignity than fabric. Also, the lesbian tension between them is so obvious it’s almost funny: mother trying not to stare at her own daughter’s tits, daughter knowing exactly what she’s doing, sitting too close, whispering too close, pushing her to the point where “stop” sounds like “please keep going”. I kinda wish they toned down one or two “mom cries then gets horny again” moments, but also, no, I don’t, because that emotional whiplash is exactly why this hits. Katya is broken in the best, worst way, and by the time she’s the one initiating the spanking or begging to be watched, you’re already way too deep to pretend this is about morals anymore.

Cold country, warm panties, that is the vibe here. You are Misha, officially labeled a “parasite” by this lovely red-flag circus, and they expect you to act like a good little cog while every woman around you is basically begging the universe for a reason to misbehave. The city is gray, the buildings are ugly, everyone parrots the Party slogans like zombies, and then you go home and your “proper” household looks like some fucked up mix of political prison and porn shoot. On paper you must study hard, work your shift, salute the portraits. In practice you are trying not to stare at the way your landlady’s blouse buttons look like they are one good breath away from exploding, or how your “respectable” teacher leans over your desk until her tits brush your notebook and she asks if you really understand the lesson. Very subtle academic support. Sure.

The gameplay part is mostly you picking choices and watching Misha get dragged between fear and horniness. One minute you are in class being humiliated in front of everyone for some minor “ideological deviation”, next minute that same strict officer or teacher corners you after hours, sits on the edge of the desk, stockings half-showing, and starts grilling you about your “loyalty” while grinding against your thigh like that is part of the test. I clicked the slightly braver dialogue option once and it turned into this slow, teasing scene where she pretends to punish you, but actually she is the one breathing heavy and you are the virgin who somehow has to keep up. The animations sell it pretty well, you actually see the way her ass moves when she rides you in that cramped office, trying to stay quiet because the Party posters are literally staring from the wall. It is ridiculous and hot at the same time. At home it is even worse; there is this moment in the tiny kitchen where your older housemate is pretending to scold you for not doing chores, but her tits are sliding around in this thin top and she keeps “accidentally” pressing her ass against your crotch while washing dishes. You know exactly what she wants, she knows you know, but the regime says no sex before marriage, no dirty thoughts, only productivity. Yeah, sure. The flirting is long, dirty, lots of teasing and denial, and when it finally moves to the bedroom, she rides you like she wants to erase your entire ideology through your dick, with the kind of ahegao face that would probably get her executed if anybody saw it. It is not subtle romance, it is messy, horny, and somehow still sweet in a fucked up way, because between all the slogans and spying neighbors, these little moments of naked skin and whispered jokes feel like the only real freedom anyone has left.

Etlina's Principle looks like one of those games that pretends to be a serious sci fi story, but then five minutes later you’re balls-deep in a slime girl that just tried to kill you. In a good way. You start as this guy in a fucked-up militarized city, everything shiny, wet and wrong, like someone melted a factory over a forest. The symbiote thing is not just flavor text. Your “living suit” literally hugs your skin, reacts when you stare too long at some monster girl hips, and quietly pushes you toward horny decisions while pretending to be “tactical support”. You click around, point at some ruined alley or organic-looking door, and every time you think “ok, normal route”, the game slides in some corrupt little twist. Basic patrol? Suddenly you’re wrestling tentacles on a half-organic staircase while your suit whispers how much better it would feel if you just stop resisting and let them inside. And you can. Of course you can. Sometimes it feels like the dev sat with a notepad that said “how much can I mix graphic violence and sex before someone calls a therapist” and then just kept going, because it’s not shy at all: one room has bodies half fused into the walls, oozing black slime, and right after that you get a shy slime girl offering to heal your wounds with “full contact” and that healing is absolutely not PG. She pulls you in, your character’s mouth opens slightly, the suit tightens, there’s this sick mix of panic and arousal, and you end up fucking a girl whose body ripples around your cock like warm jelly. And the worst part is, it feels earned because you actually solved a little navigation puzzle to reach her, so your brain goes “reward unlocked” like it was Steam, while your dick already pressed Alt+Enter.

The point and click stuff is simple but sneaky. You think you’re just searching for ammo or lore, then you click on some pulsating growth on the wall and boom, now it’s a living corridor that closes behind you, dripping, and you realize you triggered a corruption path. You still get choices, VN style, but they’re often like: “shoot the monster girl” or “let her pin you and maybe suck your soul through your cock”. You try to be the good soldier, member of this HOWL squad, keeping humanity safe, then a corrupted girl with half-mask latex face straddles you and suddenly “humanity” feels very abstract. Tentacles here are not just background props either; they function as navigation, trap, and sex toy at the same time. You fall in a pit, slime tendrils grab your wrists and ankles, the suit tries to harden to protect you, fails on purpose, and then the game slowly describes how one slick tendril slides under the living armor and nudges your shaft, while another teases between your legs and you realize the encounter gives you a permanent symbiote buff if you let it continue. It’s smart, annoying and hot. I like how the city feels like a giant living dungeon, all this dystopian crap and nervous military chatter on the radio, then you turn a corner and meet a monster girl with bright eyes who talks like a horny Discord roleplayer and still manages to be scary when she opens her chest and you see teeth where boobs should be. The only thing that bothered me was this tiny UI click sound that feels like Windows XP and does not fit at all with wet latex apocalypse, and it never changes. And while the violence gets really rough sometimes, with ripped bodies and messy transformations, the game still keeps pushing you back into vaginal sex scenes like that’s the “normal” part, as if getting shoved into a slime nest and slowly corrupted into something not fully human is just another Monday. Somewhere in the middle you stop asking “is he still the same man” and more ask “ok but what happens if I let the symbiote fully take control during the next boss fight and sex scene combo”, because the line between battle and fucking gets thinner every click.

Fairy tales in this thing start out pretty normal, like you might really think “ok, I know where this is going, princess, castle, hero, bla bla,” and then suddenly the hero is face first between some witch’s thighs, licking like his life depends on it while three other girls watch and comment on his tongue skills. The tone is funny and horny at the same time, which is weird, because sometimes I was laughing at a joke about a sloppy blowjob right when the girl is drooling all over the guy’s cock and gagging on it. Text often plays around, like it knows you read a lot of porn games already, lots of small jabs at “brave chosen one” clichés, then you click one more choice and the “brave chosen one” is on his knees, sucking a futa knight’s cock clean after she wrecked his ass. I liked the humor, or maybe I didn’t, I still can’t decide, but it stuck in my head. Feels like those late-night fanfic binges on AO3 where the author is clearly horny and also a bit too online.

Scenes lean heavy into bodies, big asses everywhere, thick thighs wrapped around heads, girls grinding on each other like they just skipped ten pages of plot. You pick a path and it can go soft or totally filthy pretty fast. One moment you’re in a “pure” fairytale forest, next moment the “pure” elf princess is riding the MC’s face while her maid fingers her own ass in the background like it’s totally normal housework. The group scenes get pretty chaotic in a good way: two girls kissing on the side, another one jerking the guy off while he is balls deep in someone else, hands wandering, someone always groping someone. Lesbian stuff is not just a warm-up either, sometimes the guy is basically furniture while the girls are grinding and licking, then when they finally remember him, they use his cock just to finish the job, with creampies as a sort of final stamp. As a pacifist player I skipped everything that looked like “challenge” and just spammed through to see how many times I could push characters into “ok, one more round” sex. It’s kind of funny that the story talks about fate and quests, but I spent half the time checking if I could get one more anal scene out of the same character instead. And I still feel low-key annoyed by that one scene where the camera lingers on a plate of food on the table instead of the girl swallowing a mouthful of cum, like who thought that was the important part to show.

You come back from war all hyped for glory and instead you get this drafty old mansion, a weird title, and a wife who looks like she hugs knives for stress relief. Aeris smiles like she loves you, but every time you pick a dialogue option you’re low-key checking if she’s plotting your funeral or your orgasm. Half the game you’re sitting in this dim room, talking about politics and money and who’s going to screw who over, and then suddenly you’re on your knees between her legs, or she’s on hers, and the camera just goes full “yeah, this is why you’re here, admit it”. It’s like Crusader Kings opened a Pornhub tab and forgot to close it.

The mansion itself feels like a horny ant farm. There’s this servant, Yssa, and she is absolutely not normal. Sometimes she’s obedient and soft and totally in “yes, my lord” mode, and sometimes, if you let her get away with little things, she starts testing how far she can push you. One playthrough I treated her like property, pure “I’m the master, you’re the toy” energy, and the way the scenes shifted into rougher, more corrupt vibes was actually kind of scary hot. Another time I tried to be nice, share power, ask her opinions, and she slowly slid into this quiet, manipulative dom energy, like she was petting the leash around my neck but pretending she wasn’t holding it. The game never shouts “CORRUPTION ROUTE” in your face, but you feel it every time you confirm a choice and the next sex scene lingers a bit longer on who is actually in control. The POV angles during oral are wild too, by the way. Not overblown, just that slow, close-up rhythm where her lips shine and you can see her eyes looking up, and yeah, I had to pause one time because I forgot there was even a plot.

What got me hooked isn’t the amount of sex, because honestly it’s not a nonstop fuckfest. Scenes are spaced out, they tease you hard, you’ll go several decisions in a row just managing gold, alliances, council idiots and who eats at whose table. But when a scene finally triggers, the animation hits like you just unlocked a rare drop in Genshin. I had this moment where Aeris, who I’d been treating as an equal partner, suddenly went hard dom on me in bed, pinning my wrists and riding me like she’d been waiting the whole game, and the dialogue was still in that political tone but twisted into bedroom power talk. Another run, I flipped it and made her into more of a submissive trophy wife, and the exact same room turned into this private stage where I made her kneel beside the bed and take me in her mouth while Yssa “just happened” to walk in. The tension there, with Yssa pretending to be scandalized but not leaving, kind of broke my brain in a good way. Only thing that annoyed me is that sometimes the choice that looks like it will lead to a scene just gives you more council talk instead, and I was sitting there like “I did the mental gymnastics, give me the blowjob, not another debate about trade routes.” But then eventually the game does pay you back with this slow, animated vaginal scene where hips are moving, bodies are grinding, and all that political bullshit suddenly feels like foreplay that took way too long but somehow worked. I still hate that one small UI delay on some menus though. Never getting over that.

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

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

Yuto is counting the days until he flies out, pretending to study vocabulary while actually staring at three very specific asses in his life. The landlady who leans over to collect rent with her huge tits squished in that too-tight cardigan. The older coworker who drills him at work, then accidentally brushes her soft thigh against his crotch in the break room. The convenience store manager who wears that prim uniform but bends over the low shelves like her pussy is begging for attention. All of them taken, all of them off-limits, all of them walking sex disasters. Ten days left before he leaves the country for good, so his brain just flips a switch and goes: fine, fuck it, farewell power-up. No consequences, no long-term awkwardness, just a horny sprint to see how far he can push each of them before his plane ticket cuts the scene.

The story plays out like a slow burn that suddenly remembers it wants to be filthy. Yuto starts with tiny things. A bit too-long eye contact when she leans in with her cleavage literally resting on his arm. A flirty reply where a normal guy would back off. Testing how far he can go with a "joke" about her panties riding up when she reaches for the top shelf. You poke through these choices, nudging him to be a polite good boy or a shameless little bastard. When you lean into the bastard side, the teasing escalates quick. The landlady letting him "help" with her back pain, which turns into groping her soft ass through thin yoga pants. The senior at work staying late with him in a tiny office, the air thick, her blouse slightly open, until her hand is under the desk around his cock while she pretends to explain paperwork. The manager locking the store after hours, the security shutters halfway down, letting him press her against the fridge while her boyfriend keeps calling and she just mutes the phone with shaking fingers.

Sex itself goes from kinda romantic to "oh, he really doesn’t care anymore" very fast, in a good way. One route has him licking her soaked pussy on the couch while she tries not to scream because her husband is asleep in the next room, his tongue working slow then fast as the CG shows her big tits bouncing slightly, nipples hard and shiny with sweat. Another path, you ram his dick into that perfect ass in a cramped stockroom, her skirt hitched up, her thong pulled aside, asshole stretched around him while she chokes on a moan and bites into his shoulder. There are moments where she rides him raw, bouncing on his lap until he loses it and floods her pussy, creampie dripping out in a sticky trail down her thigh while she whispers that she "can’t do this" and still keeps moving her hips. Blowjobs in a parked car, soft tongue circling the tip, messy handjobs under a blanket, toys buzzing deep inside them while they pretend to have normal conversations. The game loves that ugly, delicious cheating vibe: women glancing at their wedding rings, panting, then begging him not to stop. And the wild part is, some endings reward you for being selfish, some twist the knife with guilt, and a few pretend everything is fine while you both know it is absolutely not. The art is AI-smoothed but animated just enough that when her body shakes around his cock, you forget to care where the pixels came from. It is all about those last 10 days where goodbye is the excuse to put his cock exactly where it should never be.

Snow on the window, porn on the browser. Priority is clear. This game drops you right in that weird moment after uni when you’re technically adult but still feel like a horny dumbass who has no clue what to do with life. You’re broke, alone in your flat, scrolling way too long, then suddenly you’re in this city where every “job opportunity” slowly turns into some kinky bullshit that somehow makes too much sense. One night you’re bussing tables as a new waiter, trying not to stare at bouncing tits under tight tops, next night you’re half naked in a VIP corner of a night club, getting your ego crushed by a girl in heels who talks to you like you’re her property. And you kind of like it. The game doesn’t pretend to be deep, but it does this thing where each girl you meet pushes you a little bit more, like a slow transformation that sneaks up on you. One route you start trying to “impress” a dominant mistress at the gym, thinking you just want to see her sweaty curves on the leg press, and suddenly you’re on your knees next to the benches, getting a casual handjob as “reward” while she laughs at how fast you cum. Another route you’re in a cramped back room of a club, soft music, neon lights, her riding your face while using you as a chair, with your dick mashed between your thighs because she said “good boys don’t get hard without permission”. It’s rough, humiliating, strangely cozy. Like Christmas with abuse, in a hot way.

What really hits is how the game uses gifs and photos instead of just walls of text. Scenes feel more alive, like your WhatsApp porn folder finally grew a story around it. One moment you’re getting a sloppy blowjob in a bathroom stall, the next she pushes you back and lines you up for anal, pushing a toy in your mouth so you shut up about it hurting. There’s titfucks with lube dripping everywhere, pussy close-ups while she grinds on you slowly, and that awkward-but-hot feeling when she wipes your own cum on your chest and calls you her filthy little project. Sometimes the pacing is weird, like you go from casual chatting about work to her pegging you in what feels like five clicks, but honestly that chaos kinda works because life doesn’t give you clean routes either. I do wish the waitress shifts had more build up before turning into fetish playground, but then again, I clicked through half the dialogue just to reach the next humiliation scene, so maybe it’s on me. The male protagonist reacts like a real confused dude too: horny, insecure, pretending he’s in control while obviously not. That mix of domination, teasing, and “you’ll do what I say or you don’t get to cum tonight” is everywhere. And yeah, sometimes a scene will just end right when you’re about to blow, like the game cockblocks you on purpose, cuts to another girl, another fetish, another way to break you a little more. I closed the tab once, swore I was done, then opened it again to see how far one mistress would go if I kept saying “yes”.

She went pretty far.