Yellow County looks like that fake postcard California you see in old OVAs, all palm trees and boobs and nothing smells like piss. You roll in as this young guy whose life just fell apart, parents dead in this “accident” everyone keeps repeating like a broken VHS, and instantly the place feels wrong. Sunny, yeah, but the kind of sun that makes you sweat under your clothes and stare at every milf in yoga pants walking her tiny dog. The game leans hard into that feeling. One moment you’re talking with some cop about your parents’ case, next moment you’re pressed against a kitchen counter with his gorgeous older sister grinding on your thigh while she “comforts” you. She does the slow teasing thing, hand resting too long on your chest, nails dragging over your neck, pretending she’s just being motherly. Then her fingers slip under your shirt and you know you’re not her little anything. That first time she drops to her knees and starts licking the shaft from base to tip like she’s testing a popsicle flavor, you kinda forget you were supposed to be sad.

What I liked is how the sex scenes don’t just pop up like in those old Flash games. There’s that build up. Like the scene at the beach house, when you’re helping the hot landlady pick up some boxes. She bends over just a bit too far, bikini top fighting for its life, and the camera just sits there, slowly tracking her ass while you’re pretending to look at the ocean. She “accidentally” backs her butt into your crotch, feels how hard you are, and instead of freaking out she gives this smug smile. Next thing, she has your hands on her tits from behind, telling you in a low voice that a real man grabs tighter. You’re squeezing soft flesh, thumbs brushing her nipples, and she keeps talking about rental contracts while your dick is throbbing against her ass. When she finally gets on her knees in that fancy living room with the huge window behind her and takes you in her mouth, the animation actually sells the wetness. Lips sliding, spit dripping, her tongue swirling around the tip, cheeks hollowing as she goes deeper. It’s messy in a good way, like old-school ero anime where they actually cared about the way the jaw moved. She gags a little, wipes her mouth, smiles, and then goes back down, faster this time, until you grab her hair and fuck her throat. No romance there, just raw “I earned this discount on the rent” energy.

But then, weirdly, the game flips and gives you that soft stuff too. There’s a scene later with another older woman who’s closer to your parents’ old circle, she’s elegant, more serious. You come back from chasing some lead about the murders, totally burned out, and she just pulls you into her bedroom like it’s the most normal thing. She sits you on the edge of the bed, climbs into your lap, and kisses you slow. Not porn-fast. First just lips, then she opens, and her tongue moves like she’s done this a thousand times but still wants to make you feel special. When you slide your hand under her dress she stops you for a second, looks in your eyes like she’s checking if you’re really there, then guides your fingers to her pussy herself. She’s already wet. You feel her shiver when you rub her clit, and the sound design here is almost too much, those tiny gasps, the soft moans when you push two fingers inside. When she finally sinks down on your cock, riding you slow, her big tits bouncing with every move, it actually feels like something between you, not just cheap fucking. She wraps her arms around your neck, whispers that she’s proud of you for trying to find the truth, then starts slamming her hips harder and harder until her ass is just clapping against your thighs. Right after that she flips you on your back, grabs your wrists and pins them above your head while she keeps riding, then suddenly slaps your chest and tells you to spank her. That switch from caring to filthy is peak ero game energy. You smack her ass, red palm prints blooming on her cheeks, and she moans louder every time, begging you not to stop while you pound her soaked pussy like the world outside doesn’t exist. And somewhere in the middle of all that sweat and spit and cum you remember this whole thing started with your parents’ death, which is kind of fucked up, but also exactly the sort of tonal whiplash we were eating up in the old days.

Lost Freedom is that kind of game where you open it “just to check it out” and suddenly you’re neck deep in family drama, bad decisions and way too many people calling the main guy “sir” a bit too respectfully right before doing very disrespectful things. Everything spins around this clueless dude who finds out way too late that he has a daughter, and she’s not a sweet little princess. She’s a bratty, proud, sexy trouble magnet with a temper, big tits, big ass and zero interest in behaving. The writing really leans into that: she mouthes off, tests boundaries, tries to keep control, then flips when the main character doesn’t fold. And of course, the more they argue, the more the game makes you watch her bend over in tight clothes, sit on the couch with her legs half open, stretch in front of him like some kind of half-accidental porn audition. You know exactly where it’s going, the game knows you know, and it still drags out the slow burn just enough to make all the creampie scenes feel like a massive “yeah, this was always going to happen”.

The structure is “lineal” like the dev warns, but it cheats a bit. You click through what looks like a straight visual novel, then out of nowhere the coworker route pops up and suddenly you’re fake dating a cute redhead for her parents while the daughter is sulking at home. That redhead’s whole thing is hilarious and horny at the same time. She’s shy and polite in public, then five minutes later she’s riding the MC like she’s late for work, moaning about wanting his kid inside her, and the game really zooms in on her feet grabbing his back or her toes curling when he goes down on her. And then there’s the blonde “enemy” girl, who exists mostly to piss off the daughter and to casually suck dick like she’s smoking after a long day. Half the fun is watching the scenes where the blonde and daughter are in the same room, pretending to be civil while the MC is remembering how both of them taste. The jealous stares, the tight dresses, the not-so-subtle camera focus on their asses when they argue about stupid office stuff. Then the boss shows up, older, stacked, legs for days, and suddenly you’re getting a blowjob in an office chair while Slack notifications ping in the background like your real life is demanding attention.

What I kind of enjoyed way too much is how the sex scenes are animated just enough to feel dirty, but not overproduced. There’s this one scene where the daughter is riding him in that slow, circular grind, hair stuck to her sweaty face, and the camera holds on the creampie shot longer than it should, like the game is proud of itself. Another moment, the blonde is on her knees at work, licking the MC’s cock from base to tip, pausing to kiss his shaft like she’s teasing the player, then she takes him deep and you see the slight gag, the little eye roll, the way her lipstick smears. And the feet stuff just sneaks in, no big announcement. The daughter putting her bare feet on his lap while acting like she doesn’t know what she’s doing, or sliding her toes over his hard-on under the table, or that redhead pumping him off with her soles before riding him, asking to be filled and knocked up like some cute breeding toy. The romance is there, in a twisted “I love you but I’m also fucking your boss and your rival” way, and the endings feel more like “which mess do you want to sleep in forever” than some clean happy-ever-after. Honestly, if porn dating sims had awards, this one would probably win “Most Efficient Use Of Questionable Family Bonds And Office Bullshit To Justify Creampies In Every Hole” without even trying.

Guy starts out as total loser energy, right? No money, boring life, dad’s a weirdo, same four walls, same browser tabs, same boring porn. Then he finds out this family secret and suddenly it’s like someone toggled “god mode” on his bloodline. Not in the superhero sense, more like “oh, I can twist people’s minds and push them where I want” kind of way. And that hits harder when you realize most of the hot women around him are already kinda messed up in the head. There’s this really fun contrast: his vibe is still this awkward dude with messy room and hand-me-down clothes, while at the same time he’s casually nudging a proud older woman into flashing her tits from the balcony because he said it’d be “liberating.” She argues, blushes like crazy, then does it, and you feel that little “oh shit, I really made her do that” in your stomach along with the boner. That mix of guilt and arousal the game does a lot. It’s not subtle. It’s not trying to be moral. But it knows exactly what button it’s pushing.

The rooms and streets feel like they exist so you can wander around and hunt for those small dirty moments. Opening the fridge and catching your “relative” bending over in this thin T-shirt that basically draws the shape of her ass with the cloth, then later using that mental image to push a bit harder when you finally talk her into “just a kiss” that slides into tongue and then she ends up riding you on the couch like she’s been waiting for it for years. Dialog is where you feel the localization a lot. Some lines are a bit stiff, like “I will make you mine completely,” which sounds like a telenovela, but then there is this one scene where the older neighbor calls you “little parasite” while her nipples are poking through her blouse and it lands perfectly. The grammar slips here and there, but to be honest it kinda matches the MC’s brain. His thoughts read like someone who learned English from porn comments and Discord, and that’s not even a complaint. I was reading his inner monologues and going “yeah, that’s exactly how my brain sounds when I’m trying not to stare at someone’s cleavage on the subway.”

Sex scenes go from tender to completely fucked up faster than Chrome opens another tab. One route I had this shy girl doing cute, slow missionary, legs shaking, moaning your name soft, and then like two scenes later you’ve got her pressed to a wall, panties around one ankle, your hand on her throat while she’s begging you to finish inside her because she “belongs to you now.” The corruption ramp is actually pretty good at showing the steps. First she just sends you a slightly risky pic from the bathroom, you tease her about how you can almost see her pussy, and she says “don’t be gross.” Next scene she’s on video call pushing a dildo inside herself and asking if you’re going to “upgrade” her soon. The pacing feels weird sometimes, like scenes jump from teasing to full anal like the writer skipped two pages, but the core beats are hot enough you kinda forgive it in the moment. Also the tiny detail of having to grind a bit of cash or power before pushing further adds this nice tension: do I spend my energy convincing the classy MILF to cheat on her husband again, or do I break that cute girl’s mind a little more until she agrees to walk around town without panties because “you like it.” The game keeps dangling those choices in front of you, and every time you tell yourself you’ll be nice this time, you end up stuffing someone full of cum and marking them like property anyway.

You’re stuck in a dusty foreign base with a shitty Wi‑Fi signal and a gun that feels lighter than your stomach, and all you really have is your phone and a redhead you’re scared to lose. That’s basically the heartbeat of this thing. You’re the soldier, she’s Grace, making coffees for random assholes while you count the days, and the game never lets you forget that there’s an entire ocean between you when the worst possible guy walks into her cafe. Not a thug, not some cringe teen. A smooth, confident photographer who actually listens to her, calls her beautiful without stuttering, and knows exactly where to put his hands on a woman’s waist for “just the right pose.” It hits way harder than some cartoon villain, because he acts normal. Too normal.

The way it starts is almost boring in a good way. Your first calls with Grace are sweet, a little awkward. You talk about missing her, she tells you about rude customers, tips, her stupid co-worker, what she wore to work. And then she casually mentions “this photographer guy” who said she has a good face for his next project. Nothing dramatic. It just sits in your head. Later you unlock options during calls: push her to chase the opportunity, or brush it off, or sound jealous without admitting it. The game never slaps you with morality. You just feel it when she texts you a selfie from the shoot, wearing a dress that hugs her in all the places you remember touching, and you know some other man asked her to tilt her hips like that. The 3D scenes are clean and very physical: the way her bra strap slides down her pale shoulder, the shine on her lips from cheap cafe gloss, the slightly nervous way she holds her own elbow at first. Then in later shoots she doesn’t do that anymore. That tiny change hit me harder than the first kiss scene.

Sex here is not just porn filler. Early on, you get those needy calls at night, where she whispers your name in bed, fingers moving under the sheets, and you can guide how dirty the talk gets. If you encourage her to explore, she gets bolder, sending pics from the bathroom, pushing her panties aside to show just the wet line between her thighs, asking if you still want her even if other men look at her. If you give her strict “no flirting, no photos” vibes, the tension twists into something rougher later. There’s a run where she shows up at the photographer’s studio in a loose shirt and no bra, nipples poking through when the room gets cold, and you can practically feel the moment she stops thinking about you and starts thinking about how it feels when he stands behind her, guiding her hands, telling her to “trust the process” while his fingers spread her legs for a more “intimate composition.” It’s corruption, but not fast; it’s this slow slide where every choice you made before suddenly matters while she’s on that couch, thighs open, breathing hard, trying to convince herself it’s still “just art” even as his tongue is on her and her phone with your unread message is lighting up on the table behind her.

And the worst part? Half the time, when she calls you after, her voice is soft, almost more loving, because the guilt makes her clingier. So you’re there on a crackly line saying you can’t wait to fuck her brains out when you get home, imagining her wet and untouched, and the game zooms on those faint red marks on her inner thighs from someone else’s grip. No dramatic music. Just that quiet “I miss you” in your ear while she’s still sore from another man.

Whole thing feels like somebody mashed a Christmas movie with a porn forum argument and then forgot to put on the brakes. You load in expecting some cozy family holiday thing, and it is that for like three clicks, then the food drama kicks in, the surprise guests show up, and suddenly this “nice dinner” is just an excuse for every pent-up, wrong-as-hell fantasy to boil over. It’s very much about that pressure, everyone pretending to be normal while mom is stacked, the aunt has this huge ass that basically has its own gravity, the “kids” are way too grown to be acting cute, and half the room is eye-fucking the other half. The teasing is relentless. Long looks across the table, brushing hands when they pass the dishes, the way a character “accidentally” presses her tits into someone’s shoulder to reach a glass. There’s this moment where one of the older women leans over to pick something up, skirt rides up, and the camera just sits there like it’s hypnotized. It’s such a stupid little shot, but it sells the whole vibe: everyone is starving, and not for the turkey. Then the game starts pulling you between different heads. One moment you’re in the son’s place, barely keeping it together while his milf of a mom keeps bending over; next you’re riding in the mind of an older guy who’s pretending to be the responsible one, while fantasizing about double-stuffing two relatives on the same couch. Then there’s the girls, some of them already half corrupt in their thoughts, some pretending they’re straight laced while they’re literally thinking about eating each other out in the kitchen. The lesbian stuff sneaks in like a side dish, then becomes its own full course, especially when they drag a third person in and it stops being “innocent experimenting” and turns into full-on group mess, with hands and mouths and tits everywhere. The pacing is weird in a good way. It doesn’t rush straight to everyone fucking on the table, it circles around. There’s a titfuck that happens way later than I expected, like the dev forgot they had made these ridiculous boobs and suddenly remembered, “oh right, those can do things.” The way the corruption builds is honestly kind of funny. At first, everyone is very “we shouldn’t, this is wrong,” and five scenes later they’re doing anal against the fridge while trying not to knock over the leftovers. There’s a scene where a character gets groped in a crowded room and pretends not to notice, but her dialogue choices totally give away she’s enjoying every second. And yeah, it leans into the forbidden angle hard. The incest stuff is not shy. It’s not like “maybe they are just close friends,” no, they’re family and the game points the camera right at that line and then just walks over it. Creampies inside the house, on the bed that clearly belongs to someone else, and repeated. Multiple penetration shows up mostly later, when the group sex kicks in and all the “we shouldn’t” barriers are already broken. There’s this one family girl who goes from being shy and annoyed to taking a cock in her ass and another in her pussy like it’s the most natural holiday activity and I honestly laughed, because the jump is wild. Also there is this dumb little thing where someone keeps moving a plate in the background between shots and it slightly changes position every time, and now I can’t unsee it. Oral scenes are pretty heavy and sometimes borderline worship, especially when the younger characters finally give in and start sucking off the men they’ve been flirting with all evening. There’s a good moment where she wipes a bit of spit off her chin and it’s not even animated big, just a tiny touch, but it makes the scene feel way more nasty. The anal is not a side attraction either; once it appears, it becomes part of the rotation, often with a creampie just to underline that nobody here is thinking about anything except filling each other. Some routes feel more developed than others, like one milf route gets this surprisingly sweet lead up before she lets herself be corrupted fully, while another character basically flips from “this is inappropriate” to “please fuck me from behind in the laundry room” in one dialogue branch. Vaginal, anal, mouth, tits, it all cycles through like a holiday menu where you’re supposed to try every dish at least once, and the group scenes stack bodies in a way that feels almost stupid but also kind of perfect for a porn game. It’s messy, wrong, full of big asses and big tits and bad decisions, and when that final family member joins in like it was all planned from the start, it actually feels weirdly coherent for something this filthy.

You’re in a classic magic-and-knights world, but the game doesn’t really waste time pretending you’re some legendary hero. You’re just this kinda average dude who had the weird luck of growing up next to the most overpowered girl in the realm, the Saintess. Everyone worships her, prays to her, expects miracles, all that holy stuff. You? You know what she looked like with mud all over her dress when she was eight and crying because she lost some dumb toy. That’s the whole vibe. Publicly she’s this shining untouchable goddess, privately she’s a bratty, horny, emotional mess who keeps dragging you into situations where you’re stuck between protecting her and trying not to pop a boner. It doesn’t help that magic and demons and all that fantasy trash keep throwing you into danger, then two scenes later you’re in a candle-lit room with her on your lap, stroking you with this mix of innocence and “I know exactly what I’m doing.” The game loves going from “the world might end” to “her soft hand is wrapped around your cock and she’s whispering your name with that cute little tremble” in about five clicks.

Because yeah, it’s not just teasing and jokes. There’s a real focus on building this thing where you two are basically a messed-up holy power couple. She’s supposed to be this pure and sacred symbol, but she’s also the girl who grew up sharing a bed with you when storms scared her, clinging to you, kissing your cheek, slowly sliding into more. The fact she’s your childhood friend is not just background text, it actually shows up in how she acts when she kisses you for real the first time, or when she goes down on you, clearly nervous but totally determined, drooling on your shaft while her eyes look up at you like you’re the only person who really knows her. And yeah, that whole “we grew up like siblings” tension is very much there, the game doesn’t pretend it’s anything else. Especially when she starts playing with magic during sex, using little spells to pin you, heal you while riding you, or make you feel every little squeeze inside her even more. The humor is all over too, like you’re getting lectured by some knight about honor, while five minutes later you’re fucking her silly behind a holy statue, trying not to laugh as she bites your shoulder to keep from moaning your name so loud the whole temple hears. It’s messy, horny, kind of wrong, kind of sweet, and that weird mix is exactly what works here.

You start as this painfully average guy who just crawled out of another dead-end workday, and then the game throws that roadside girl at you like some porn VN cliché, but it actually leans into it in a fun way. You bring her home, expecting the usual “cute freeloader with big tits and no boundaries” route, and yeah, there’s that, she’s stacked, she clings to you, she walks around your place in tiny clothes that absolutely are not made for actual walking. But pretty fast you realize she’s not just random eye candy. She’s tied to this weird power stuff and suddenly your boring schedule turns into juggling morning classes, shit-paying side jobs, turn-based fights you probably aren’t ready for, and figuring out why the hell she moans like that when her powers spike. It sounds like too much, and sometimes it is, but that’s also where the sex hits harder. One evening you’re grinding stats and money like some Excel goblin, and the next you hit a specific affection threshold and suddenly she’s in your bed, on top of you, breathing in your ear, whispering how she wants to “thank you properly” for taking her in, riding you slow while the voice actress nails that shy-but-soaking tone. And yes, the MC starts as a virgin, and the game milks that for all it’s worth, from awkward hand-holding to full-on “I didn’t know it would feel this tight” penetration lines that sound way too real.

The whole school setting stuff actually matters, which surprised me. It isn’t just “classroom equals sex backdrop”. You manage your time like some obsessive planner: attend classes, train, work, stalk girls’ schedules, hope the RNG doesn’t bully you. You want that lesbian route with the cool senpai and the bookworm girl? Better figure out when they hang out together, trigger that one event at the rooftop, pick the right teasing choice, then not screw up by being broke the next day. Some scenes are just deliciously mean. Like one where you walk into the locker room at the wrong time, get caught, and instead of a game over you get pinned by two girls who decide to “teach you a lesson”. One strokes you with her foot while the other pushes your face into her soaked panties, talking trash in your ear, and the game lets you pick if you beg or act cocky. It feels interactive in a horny way, not in a “checklist” way. Then you go back to grinding stats and thinking about how to min-max intimacy points like an idiot. The sandbox stuff sometimes drags, yeah, especially when you’re short on cash and need to repeat the same mini job just to afford condoms or a date, and I hate how the flyering mini-game feels like it’s mocking my bad reflexes. But when it finally clicks and you line up a chain of events that ends with a quiet after-class scene in an empty clubroom, lights off, your girl sitting on your lap, your cock slowly sliding inside her while she tries to keep her voice down because there are still students in the hallway, and she accidentally lets out this sharp little whine that’s fully voiced and makes you stop clicking and just listen for a second, all those dumb spreadsheets in your head suddenly feel very, very worth it.

You wake up in this place called Furryville like someone dumped you into a horny self-help book and then forgot to proofread it. Buildings look normal, people do normal jobs, but everyone’s some flavor of fluffy, scaly or with too many tails and not enough clothes. Your guy is a total mess at the start, trying to pretend he’s got his shit together while secretly jerking off in a crappy rented room and spying through half-open curtains at neighbors that really should close their blinds. One minute you’re having a cute coffee talk with a shy bunny girl who blushes so hard she can’t say “blowjob” without choking, next minute you’re pinned against a wall by a smug fox who’s blackmailing you with some very inconvenient screenshots and one hand is already sliding into your pants like this is the most casual thing in the world. The shift from wholesome “hey, maybe I can rebuild my life” to “oh, I’m getting my cock sucked in a back alley by someone with fur on their tongue” happens way faster than you expect, and somehow it doesn’t feel forced, just chaotic in a good way, like a scuffed roguelike run where the game keeps throwing weird events at you to see if you crack.

The romance stuff hits harder than it has any right to. You start out just thinking “ok fine, I’ll pick the flirty wolf bartender, clearly tagged for vanilla sex and easy creampie routes,” and then suddenly you care about his stupid drama and why he can’t say what he actually wants. Sex scenes actually react a bit to how you treated them before: act like a dick and you still get your dick wet, but the vibe is different. There’s this one scene where you’re comforting a catgirl after some heavy drama, and it starts with just holding her in bed, fully clothed, then turns into this slow, almost awkward handjob where her tail keeps twitching against your thigh. No crazy positions, no circus porn, just small touches, then she asks if it’s ok to watch you finish and suddenly you’re jerking off for her, her fingers resting at the base of your shaft as she leans closer, eyes wide, whispering that she wants to see it all on her belly. Later, with another route, that same girl is pushed into way filthier stuff if you go down the more manipulative choices, like you agreeing to be part of some blackmail arrangement and ending up fucking her from behind on a desk while the guy who set it up watches from the doorway. She’s trying not to moan too loud, you’re trying not to cum too fast, and the voyeur’s just there, breathing louder each thrust. It’s hot and also uncomfortable and somehow fits the whole “redemption but also I’m kind of trash” vibe. There’s anal, there’s messy creampies where you can actually see it dripping out while she tries to walk, there’s silly scenes like you getting a blowjob under a table during a “serious” talk, and yeah, a bunch of masturbation moments where your guy is just sad and horny, phone in hand, scrolling through chat logs with the same people you’re romancing. The writing stumbles sometimes, wording is clunky here and there, but honestly that makes it feel more real, like everyone is emotionally constipated and horny at the same time. It’s not polished, it’s not trying to be art, it’s more like a horny little world that changes just enough when you push different buttons, and half the fun is seeing which route turns into warm cuddling after sex and which one turns into “I just let a smug fox jerk me off while threatening to leak my pics, and somehow I liked it.”

Zack is the guy who had everything handed to him way too early and fucked it up in a very believable way. At eighteen he’s the “next big thing”, flashing cameras, fake smiles, everyone grabbing his ass for a photo, then he just ghosts the whole industry right after his own premiere. When you meet him now, he’s not some alpha god, he’s making cappuccinos in a tiny town café, trying to look invisible behind the espresso machine, pretending he doesn’t hear when girls at the tables whisper “is that… him?” You’re not just clicking through flavor text, you’re basically steering this washed-up almost-celebrity through awkward small talk, horny scripts, and old wounds. One minute he’s wiping a table, next minute some blast from his Hollywood past walks in, looking way hotter than he remembers, and suddenly he’s back in that world of fake kisses on camera and real hard-ons between takes. The fun is that you decide if he leans into the casting couch bullshit or if he actually builds real relationships while still letting you stuff him in every available mouth and pussy on the way up.

The sex fits the story instead of just being slapped on top. A director corners him after an audition, reading his lines way too close, brushing fingers over his jaw, and you get the choice: play the good boy, or close the distance, drop to your knees and give him that sloppy, noisy blowjob that clearly isn’t in the script. There are scenes where Zack’s in a trailer with a co-star who can’t keep her hands off him between takes, panties already to the side before the assistant even calls “reset”, and you push him to fuck her deep and raw on that tiny couch, bare, because she wants to feel him spill inside her before they go pretend to be “just friends” on camera. The game doesn’t shy away from letting you finish inside, watch her clench around him and then walk out on set with his cum still dripping while she tries to keep a straight face. At the same time, if you’re more into the slow-burn dating sim vibe, you can have Zack build something softer with someone who knows the public Zack and the broken barista Zack, teasing him under the table at some industry dinner, then later riding him at his shitty apartment, moaning his name into his neck while you decide if he pulls out or just gives in to that raw, dangerous creampie she’s quietly begging for. It’s messy, a bit insecure, sometimes funny in a way that actually lands, like when he’s trying to be “serious actor” during a kiss rehearsal and pops a very visible boner, and the game just lets that turn into a full-on makeout, clothes half-off, her on his lap, grinding, until you finally slam into her and forget there’s a crew waiting on the other side of the door. You’re not just watching porn scenes glued together, you’re basically playing with the idea of fame, ego, and how far Zack will go with his mouth, his cock, and his heart to find out if he’s more than the guy who walked away.

Guy thinks he’s just going back for another boring uni semester, next thing he knows he’s dropped into dusty Goldfield County in 1896 with no phone, no Google Maps, nothing, and a whole town that looks like it’s stuck between a cowboy movie and a weird Victorian drama. The game throws you right into this “adapt or die” vibe, but then you realise adapting here mostly means choosing which gorgeous girl you’re going to fuck behind which saloon door. It’s all from his eyes, always this male POV thing, so every blowjob, every time you slide into someone raw, feels like you’re the one fumbling your way through this old-timey world. They play a lot with teasing too, girls bending over to pick up something in those long skirts but you still somehow see big ass and giant tits almost popping out, and you’re like “I thought they were more modest in 1896?” but okay, sure, history can be horny. One scene that stuck with me is this supposedly “innocent” church girl, still a virgin, who keeps pretending she doesn’t know what she’s doing while her hand is already stroking you under the pew, whispering that it’s a sin, but not stopping at all. The dev really likes that ahegao face stuff, so when she finally rides you in a dusty barn and you finish deep inside her, her expression is less “scared of God” and more “broken by dick” and it’s kind of hilarious and hot at same time.

The whole thing is this messy mix of sex and danger: gunfights in the street, duels, little RPG style choices about who you side with in town, and then suddenly you’re behind the brothel, getting sucked off by a prostitute you just paid with coins you earned from shooting bandits. There’s a sandbox feel where you wander around, trigger scenes by poking into random corners like a peeping idiot, and sometimes you just straight up catch two people fucking behind a shed. You can watch, you can join, or you can pretend you’re better than that and then five minutes later you’re balls deep in group sex with them anyway. I like how some girls are shy and act all romantic, wanting you to “court” them with flowers and slow kisses, and then when the clothes finally come off they spread their legs, ask for anal like it’s nothing, and push your head between their thighs for oral until they tremble. Other times the game just goes totally crude: interracial threesomes in a bathhouse, one girl riding your face while another grinds her big ass on your lap, you switching between mouths and pussies and asses, filling one with a creampie while the other one jerks you off and laughs about how much cum you have. There’s also stripping scenes in the saloon, where you can basically encourage a girl to go from dancing on stage to full-on prostitution, which will either turn you on or make you slightly uncomfortable, especially if you’re thinking “would I want my daughter to see this?” and then remembering this thing is absolutely not for kids and never will be. The combat is kind of clunky and the shooter parts feel like someone learned how to script guns from a YouTube video, but weirdly that roughness fits the place. It’s not polished, not neat, but when you’re pushing a farm girl against a fence, yanking up her skirt, sliding into her while she tries to stay quiet so her father doesn’t hear, the lack of perfection actually makes it feel more dirty and real. Honestly, I went in expecting more romance and got a full-time harem fantasy where almost every woman eventually spreads for you, and even though I keep saying I want “deep story” I still clicked every single masturbation scene just to see how far the game would go with voyeur stuff. Spoiler: pretty far.