Third game in and my horny little heart is still weirdly attached to this dumbly cute sci fi story. My Furry Protogen 3 drops you right into the middle of drama with Juno, this adorable female protogen scientist who somehow manages to be both wholesome and a total cocktease in the same scene. One moment she’s all serious about saving the world, messing with gadgets, talking about dangerous tech, then suddenly you’re pinning her against a console and her visor is fogging up while she begs you to go deeper. It feels like someone mashed Mass Effect’s “we need to stop the bad guy” mood with the kind of furry Twitter art you scroll through while pretending you’re just “checking notifications.” The romance is actually sweet in a messed up way, she’s got that “I’m scared but I trust you” energy, then the game turns around and throws multiple penetration at you like yeah, emotions are nice, now rail her until her legs shake. Not complaining.

What I really liked is how the erotic scenes don’t just pop out of nowhere. You get these smaller little touches along the way that feel like warming up. A hand brushing her chestplate a bit too long while she explains something scientific. Juno leaning in way too close, her soft robotic purr getting lower when she talks about the enemy that almost killed her. There’s this one scene in the lab where she’s sitting on a chair, you’re supposed to be running tests, but her tail is twitching and her thighs are squeezed together and you just know what’s coming. The transition from awkward kisses to full-on vaginal sex with toys involved feels natural, like two people (well, one guy and one very eager protogen) who already know each other and finally stop pretending. And when you finally unload in her, the game doesn’t shy away from the mess at all. Creampie shots are front and center, sticky, dripping, her body shaking while she holds onto you like she’s afraid you’ll vanish. There’s a titfuck scene too that just sort of happens, like “ok, we did that now, moving on,” which is weirdly hot. Anal comes in at just the right moment, late enough that it feels like escalation, not just a checklist. Story wise, it tries to go big with the final confrontation and some truth about her past, sometimes it talks too much, like a VN that forgot we opened this in the same browser where Pornhub and Faproulette are pinned, but when the game shuts up and just lets Juno ride you slowly in a soft-lit cabin, visor flickering while she moans your name, it works in a very horny, very direct way.

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Leo Pujols has exactly one dream in life: put ridiculous tattoos on buttholes and somehow call it “culture”. That’s the whole vibe. You show up in this sleepy town called Las Nalgas, where everyone pretends they’re classy while secretly being horny and petty as hell, and you’re the guy opening the first dedicated asshole tattoo studio on the main street. You sit there with your little tablet, staring at cheeks spread on the chair, and the game is just like, “yeah, what do you wanna draw on this rear end today?” Hearts, stupid slogans, cursed memes, whatever. You’re not just picking dialogue, you’re literally sketching on asses and then having to live with that choice when the owner walks around town with “BREATH FART” permanently stamped around their ring. People start reacting to your work too. You give one prim librarian a tiny classy flower around her hole, she walks different after that, and suddenly she’s way more confident during later scenes. You slap a bright neon dick on some macho dude’s backdoor as a joke and that comes back in the weirdest conversation at the bar. The writing leans hard into that “I can’t believe someone got paid to write this” energy. Jokes about “town budget” and “cultural funding” end up being about who gets to show off their butthole on the festival poster. There’s this angry protest group trying to shut your shop down, and every time they appear, they talk like they’re saving the youth from degeneracy while the camera just keeps cutting to huge bouncing tits and people nervously clenching. It’s stupid, but it kind of works because the game never acts serious for more than 3 seconds. One moment you’re in a legit emotional scene about freedom of expression, next moment you’re zoomed in on some chick’s asshole trying to decide if you outline the star in black or red while she moans because the needle is “too close to the rim”. It’s chaotic in a good way.

The anal focus is not some side thing, it’s the center of gravity. Every route circles back to asses. Big soft ones, hard gym ones, hairy dude cheeks, there’s a whole parade of butt variety. Penetration scenes constantly play with the tattoos you made. Like, you pound a girl from behind and the dumb little cartoon you drew is just wobbling there like it’s judging you. Sometimes it’s hot as fuck, sometimes it’s so funny you actually lose the mood and still keep going because the writing is that stupid. There’s a scene where you’re mid-anal with a client who specifically came in to “christen” the fresh ink, and she starts critiquing your line work between moans. “Fuck me harder, but also you really can’t keep a straight curve, can you?” That hit me right in my gamer pride. I wanted an undo button so bad and of course there isn’t one. Choices actually stack up in social ways too. You piss off one big-titted local politician by putting a really vulgar message near her hole, and when the council stuff happens later, she remembers. Like, you’re standing at a public meeting where they talk about art grants, and everyone in the room has seen her asshole in the booth at some point. The humor is juvenile as hell, tons of poop-adjacent jokes and butt puns, but every now and then you get this really horny, surprisingly tender anal scene that feels like it fell in from a different game. Then the next line is some nonsense about “emergency sphincter zoning laws” and you’re back to laughing. It has that messy energy of a dev who really loves asses and doesn’t care about being “tasteful”, which is kinda refreshing in a trashy way. The game’s not trying to be beautiful, it’s trying to make you laugh and jerk off while you draw terrible art on people’s back doors, and honestly, it nails that way too well.

Jimmy Awkward Adventures is exactly what it sounds like if your brain is a little broken from too much Reddit and too many horny “choose your own” stories. You’re stuck in a house with your landlady and a bunch of curvy roommates during lockdown, no job, no clue, and a dick that makes all the worst decisions for you. The whole vibe is this mix of “I’m such a loser” and “I accidentally saw her tits again, oops” that somehow becomes hot instead of just sad. You play as Jimmy, this gamer who kind of sucks at life, but then he gets access to this weird inner world, like his own limbo, where he can poke around in his desires and screw with how he reacts to the women around him. It feels like the dev took a horny CYOA thread and asked, “What if this guy actually had to live with the consequences of his bullshit?”

What I liked most is how the game treats awkwardness as foreplay. You’re peeking through doors, “accidentally” walking in while someone is changing, watching that thick milf landlady bend over the couch while pretending you’re focused on your phone. There’s this one scene where you’re in the hallway, and your landlady is arguing with somebody on speakerphone, pacing back and forth in a tight top that absolutely cannot be legal. Jimmy is half listening, half staring at her ass, and inside his head the limbo thing kicks in and gives you this tiny corrupt choice like: do you feel guilty, or do you lean into it and imagine what she looks like with nothing on. And if you push him toward the pervy side, he starts noticing details later, like the way her nipples press against the fabric when she leans close to scold him for being lazy. It’s subtle in a stupid, horny way, but you feel it building.

Roommates are their own chaos. You get that “almost family, but not really, but kind of, but also way too hot” energy. Sometimes the game flirts with that taboo in a way that feels like those sketchy stories people post, where everyone pretends nothing is weird. There’s this scene in the living room, late, where one of the girls is watching some trash reality show on Netflix, legs spread on the couch, big tits squeezed into this tight tank top, and you sit too close. Not on her lap, but like… one more inch and it would be. The dialog is stupid and funny, like she teases you for never getting laid, and if you push the right options, the teasing slowly becomes more personal, more “what type of body do you like, Jimmy” while she casually adjusts her bra so you can see basically everything. It’s not classy. It doesn’t even try. And that’s kind of the charm.

The humor is all over the place. Sometimes it hits like those memes where the dude is sitting with a massive hard-on under a blanket and pretending he’s “just resting,” and sometimes it feels like your uncle trying to make a sex joke during Christmas dinner, very cringe. There was a mini scene with a lotion bottle that made me laugh and roll my eyes at the same time, because the game goes all in on the obvious gag and then doubles down by letting you be a total creep about it later. The voyeur parts are where it gets the most fucked up in a good way: sneaking, peeking into rooms, watching your landlady in the shower, or one of the girls bending over while you hold your breath behind a door. The corruption angle slowly grows from small naughty thoughts into openly trying to get them to bend to your will, using their trust, the fake “roommate” family vibe, the fact that they think you’re harmless. Sometimes it feels too easy, like they jump from annoyed to horny a bit fast, but then again, this is porn, not therapy. And the bodies here are big, soft, heavy, meant to bounce, with big asses and big tits that look like they were built just to ruin Jimmy’s already fragile self-control. It’s stupid, horny, uncomfortable, and kind of perfect in the way a dirty fantasy you don’t tell anyone about is perfect.

Creepy House feels like that one horny urban legend your buddy swears happened to his “cousin in another town”, except this time you actually get to click your way through it. You play this kinda screwed over dude fresh out of high school, stuck in community college hell, surrounded by boring people who think a haunted mansion is the scariest thing ever. Everyone in the neighborhood is all “don’t go near that place, it’s cursed” and obviously that just makes you walk right up and knock like you’re delivering Uber Eats to Satan. Door opens, and instead of some old man with a shotgun, you get hit in the face with pure goth chaos: deadpan stares, black lipstick, cold sarcasm, and more teasing than a TikTok thirst trap. It feels like falling into a bootleg Addams Family episode nobody told the lawyers about, in the best and worst way at the same time.

The house itself is like a horny theme park. Every room is set up for some new awkward situation where you’re trying to act normal while someone’s pale, stacked mom casually leans over a table and her tits are doing jump scares at you. The game keeps throwing you into these little adventure scenes where you’re picking what to say, pretending you’re not staring, and yeah, if you play it half-smart, ending up with a lot of very sloppy, very enthusiastic oral action. One moment you’re “helping” Wednesday-style goth girl study and the next she’s on her knees making eye contact like she’s sucking out your soul through your dick. They tease like crazy too, the kind of slow hand on the thigh, “oh you’re getting hard from this?” shit that makes you want to punch your own screen and say yes, obviously. There’s this milf who talks like she’s just being polite, but every line sounds like an invite to cheat on someone you don’t even have. It’s that weird mix of creepy and hot that kinda should not work, but it does, then sometimes it doesn’t, then it does again. The “horror” part is 90% vibes and outfits, but occasionally they toss in a little dark joke that makes you snort at the worst time, like right when something filthy is happening and you’re half trying to, you know, focus.

What actually got me was this dumb little extra thing: as you mess around in the mansion and get deeper into this horny fake Addams situation, you unlock pin-ups of other goth girls that are clearly inspired by every internet crush you’ve ever had. It’s like the dev had a folder named “do not open at work” and just dumped it into the game. I kept thinking “ok, one more scene and I’m done” and then suddenly I’m chasing some new teasing route because I wanted to see if the quiet girl in the hallway actually snaps and drags you into some hidden room for a “punishment” blowjob. And sometimes the pacing just falls on its face, like you’re ready for something filthy and the game makes you click through a bunch of dialog that feels like it escaped from a sitcom from the 90s, but then you hit a line that’s so petty or mean or strangely romantic that you kind of forgive it without noticing. It’s messy, horny, a bit broken in the head, and it absolutely leans into that fantasy of “everybody told you not to go to that house” and you went anyway, and your biggest problem now is choosing which goth girl is gonna ruin your GPA with her mouth.

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She is the kind of woman you see at the supermarket and never really notice. Wedding ring, neat hair, those mom hips that could crush a man’s skull if she ever decided to ride him for real. House looks clean, schedule looks boring, phone full of grocery lists and PTA bullshit. On the surface. Underneath, this game treats her like a match you keep rubbing against the box, again and again, deciding if you really want to see the fire. You are in her head and a little bit in her panties too, poking around her choices, watching how a small “yes” to something harmless becomes a slippery slope into “fuck, I shouldn’t like this but I do”. There’s this scene early on where she’s folding laundry, husband texting that he’ll be late again, and you can keep her focused like a good wife or let her linger on the smell of his shirts and then suddenly she’s thinking about someone else’s hands on her tits instead. Such a tiny moment, just clicking a different option, but the whole mood shifts, like opening the window and finding a stranger smoking on your balcony, staring at you.

The game loves this slow drip of temptation. A little flirting with the delivery guy when he shows up with a package too big to carry alone, her tits bouncing in that thin home shirt as she leads him to the bedroom to “leave it there”. You can pull back, make her awkward and polite, or push her to bend over a bit too far, feel his eyes on her ass, and let that hot shame blossom between her legs. Later, there’s a scene in the car, she’s “running errands”, and you steer if she goes to the supermarket or takes a small detour to meet a guy who only texts after midnight. When she’s on her knees, mouth full of stranger cock, mascara smudging as she tries not to choke, the game remembers you were the one who made her answer that first risky message. It is not subtle. It is also weirdly tender sometimes, like when she lies to her husband with this tiny hesitation in the animation, eyes flicking away, body language screaming that she’s being corrupted and enjoying every dirty second. There are moments where she’s loyal, devoted, almost dull, and the game lets you keep her like that if you want, but the interesting part is watching how her big ass and big tits stop feeling like parts of a housewife and turn into tools she uses, like weapons, to get what her wet cunt wants, even if it means cheating just behind the closed door while her family life sits outside, completely clueless. It’s not a heroic story. It’s a series of little pushes, kisses that last too long, hands that don’t pull away fast enough, a tongue sliding where it shouldn’t, and you sitting there choosing whether she stays the “good girl” or becomes that woman who fucks in the shadows and smiles sweetly at breakfast as if nothing happened.

Alice here is not some anime teen brainless doll, she feels like that tired woman you see in supermarket line, thinking about her life while husband scrolls Instagram beside her. At start she is still kind of shy, still loyal, still trying to be “good wife”, and then Marcos just fails her again in bed, like comically bad, and the game just goes “ok, we going down this road now”. You watch her lay there, legs half open, this big soft ass on the sheets, and her face is this perfect mix of anger, sadness and that “I’m horny anyway” frustration that hurts. The 3D style is a bit rough at times, not some Hollywood thing, but that actually helps. When she touches herself, it feels dirty in a real way, not glossy. Her fingers between her thighs while he sleeps next to her, that quiet little masturbation scene with the slow breathing, that was the moment I knew the game understood frustration way better than most porn games that just rush to dick.

What got me was how the corruption doesn’t explode all at once. It sneaks. First it’s small things, a handjob under the blanket just to shut him up, where she clearly gets nothing from it, eyes looking away at the wall, thinking about anything else. Then later same gesture turns into her using him, stroking him with this lazy rhythm, pussy already wet because she is thinking about the guy next door, or the stranger from the gym, or whoever you push her toward. You feel that switch from “good girl doing duty” to “I’m gonna get what I want, even if it breaks everything”. The cheating is not some excuse plot, it feels ugly and hot at same time. That first time she lets another guy finish inside her, that raw creampie where you see her body tense and then relax like she finally exhaled after months, it’s not romantic at all. She looks a bit shocked at herself. I liked that. I kinda hated it too. Perfect.

Sex scenes are animated cleanly enough, especially the way her ass jiggles when he really goes in. Vaginal shots have weight, not just piston motion. There is this one scene on the couch where she rides slow, knees shaking, and you can see the moment she stops thinking about her marriage and just chases the orgasm. Her tits are ok, but the focus is really that big ass, the way it fills the frame when she leans forward and takes it, or when she sits on his lap and he just disappears under her. Sometimes camera angles are weird, like “who the hell is filming from ceiling”, and some dialogue feels like Google Translate had a stroke, but then she whispers a small “I shouldn’t do this” while guiding the cock inside anyway and suddenly everything clicks again. The game keeps giving you these little moral forks that feel important the first time, and by the end Alice is either this broken slut who loves being used or a woman who finally owns her own desire and still cheats like crazy. Not sure which is worse. Or better. But it made my dick and my brain argue, which is kinda the whole point here.

You start as this kinda broke, half‑sleeping journalism student who thinks he’s just chasing some dumb campus rumor, and then suddenly you’re knee‑deep in a blackmail mess where everyone’s horny, half‑guilty and way too hot to be real. It feels like opening a boring Google Doc for class and finding porn screenshots hidden between the paragraphs. One minute you’re asking normal interview questions, next minute a girl is “accidentally” spreading her legs in the library while pretending not to notice, and you’re choosing whether to keep it cool or lean into the pervy energy. The whole thing plays like a dating sim that got drunk and fell into a fetish forum. You bounce around the campus, coffee shop, staff rooms and weird quiet corners in this sandbox routine, chasing leads, sending risky messages, and trying not to jerk off every time the game tosses in a new explicit CG that looks a little too much like something generated at 3x strength on some AI art app.

The four main girls each pull you in a different way, and they’re messy in a very human way. Rina hits you with that “I don’t care about you, idiot” tsundere act, then five clicks later she’s pressing you against a wall and daring you to look her in the eyes while she strokes you off in some half‑lit corridor where anyone could walk in. She calls you a pervert while blushing hard, and then later blackmails you with your own dick pics you stupidly left in chat. Kira is the brainy one, all logic and spreadsheets, helping you track victims and suspects like she’s building a case file in Notion, but her mouth says “professional partner” while her hands wander under the desk, slipping into your pants mid‑conversation about motives. She’ll break down a pattern in the blackmail messages, then casually ask if you’ve ever let a futa girl use your throat like a toy. Sofie at the coffee shop is that chaotic energy. She flirts for tips, remembers your order, and suddenly you’re in the storage room with your pants around your ankles, her tongue sliding slow while she jokes about giving “premium customer service.” She’ll send you a selfie later, bra pushed up, asking if you’re masturbating to it right now. And Mila, the teacher, has that dangerous vibe: soft voice, strict eyes, and this way of stepping way too close when she’s “interrogating” you about the case. Half the time she looks like she wants to fail you; the other half she looks like she wants to bend you over her desk and see how good you scream when she doesn’t let you finish.

What surprised me is how the humor and the dirty stuff keep tripping over each other. One scene you’re grilling a suspect about anonymous blackmail texts, and the next scene you’re helping a girl compose her own anonymous message that’s literally just her teasing she’s not wearing panties in the classroom. There’s this whole exhibition streak running through it: girls flashing you in public spaces, blowjobs in risky corners, forcing you to keep your voice down while they ride you in a room that’s way too close to other people. Some of the AI‑generated CGs look wild, like the hands are a bit cursed or a boob’s angle is kinda off, and I liked it more because of that. It feels raw, like a horny sketchbook, not some polished corporate porn. You’re constantly choosing whether to be sweet, manipulative, romantic, or just absolutely filthy. Sometimes your “good guy” answer somehow leads to even kinkier payoff, which is funny and a bit fucked up. You can go from awkward first kiss to swallowing cum in a bathroom stall in like ten clicks, then sit in your dorm later staring at your in‑game phone, wondering if you should send that risky text that might turn into blackmail power over her or backfire and put your nudes in someone else’s hands. The game doesn’t really care if you play lover, perv, or amateur detective; it just keeps tossing situations where romance, threats, and sex tangle together until you forget if you’re solving the case or just using it as excuse to watch beautiful disasters of girls fall apart on your dick in every wrong place possible.