You start as this skinny little elf dude who looks like he should be reading poetry, not swinging a sword, and five minutes later you’re balls-deep in trouble with horny monsters and MILFs who have way more experience than you. The world they drop you in feels kind of harmless at first, like “ok, generic fantasy thing, I’ll kill some slimes, collect whatever,” then suddenly the camera angle shifts and you’re watching a thick orc girl grinding your cock while your HP bar is still up there like this is normal combat. It’s not subtle. The game is basically: fight something, fuck something, get distracted, forget why you even opened the map. I went to one village to buy potions and ended up hiding behind a fence just to watch a busty auntie get railed, because the voyeur scenes are actually animated and not just lazy text. Felt dirty, clicked replay twice.

The sandbox part is where it gets weirdly addictive and also a bit messy. You can wander around, poke your nose into houses you probably shouldn’t, snoop on moms bathing, catch some girl masturbating when you were just trying to steal her loot. Sometimes you trigger a scene by accident, like I opened a door during a quest and suddenly the MC is on his knees, getting his cock sucked by this milf with huge tits who apparently “rewards brave adventurers.” No build up, just throat, spit, animation, creampie option at the end. Really liked how it lets you choose “where” you finish, then hated it because I realized I had to redo half the dialogue just to see the anal variant. The RPG combat itself is funny, because you come in thinking about stats and you end up caring more about which monster has the hottest defeat scene. Got absolutely destroyed by a spider-girl once and instead of being mad I was staring at her big ass bouncing while she rode me unconscious. Also, tiny thing, the inventory sound is annoying as hell. Never gets fixed, always clicky, always a bit too loud.

What I liked most is how the game doesn’t pretend the elf is some pure hero. The guy is a total perv. You can jerk off while spying through windows, get titfucked by some massive-titted warrior chick after you help her in a dungeon, or go for that messy incest route they hide just enough to feel “taboo but not impossible to find.” I took a “wrong” dialogue choice with a relative and suddenly she’s bent over the table, panties aside, and the game lets you slide between vaginal and anal mid-animation while she moans about family staying close. It’s trashy, and I still grinned. Sometimes the pacing is all over the place, like one quest tries to be serious about “saving the kingdom” and two clicks later you’re sucking off a futa guard in a back alley because you wanted to see if the bulge was real. The point and click bits are nice until they aren’t; missed a hotspot in a forest once and wandered around like an idiot instead of getting to the sex scene with the monster girl hiding there. But when it works, it really works: you win a fight, pin the monster, plunge into her dripping pussy, watch your cum overflow in this sloppy creampie close-up, and for a moment you forget any bugs or missing polish or whatever. Then you notice a typo in the dialogue and start laughing.

Guy wakes up every morning, brain full of holes, surrounded by women who clearly know way more about him than he knows about himself, and somehow it all turns into a slow-burn porn novel instead of a mental breakdown. That’s pretty much the vibe here. This is not the usual “click two times, tits appear, everyone moans like a broken Pornhub loop” thing. The game just sits you down and goes, “Sit, read, feel things,” then quietly slips a hand in your pants half an hour later. You start as the male MC before all the happy family stuff, still trying to remember who he was and what kind of man he wants to be. Which in practice means: you walk around, talk a lot, flirt by accident, flirt on purpose, say the wrong thing, reload, pretend you didn’t say the wrong thing, and somehow this path leads to multiple women wanting to ride you raw like it’s a full time job with benefits. The romance creeps in first, then the clothes start disappearing much later, and that delay is exactly what makes the first handjob scene hit like a truck.

There is this slightly evil pleasure watching the MC pretend he is just being “nice” while every woman around him is stacked like someone lost control of the breast slider. Nothing subtle. Big tits pressing into him during a “totally innocent hug”, thighs wrapping around his waist while she pretends it was just a joke, that one slow thighjob scene that goes on a bit too long, to the point where you start noticing tiny details like vein textures you didn’t plan to think about on a Monday. Animations are actually there and not some awkward two-frame shuffle, which helps a lot when she’s riding him and you can see her whole body bounce, stomach, chest, the way her ass hits his lap, then he finishes inside and you get that creamy overflow that makes you go “yeah, that’s not a safe day.” Virgin stuff is handled nicer than expected too; instead of the usual “oops I tripped and landed on your cock” circus, you actually get buildup, nervous fingers, shy kisses that turn messy, and her clinging to him while he slowly pushes in. It still ends with creampie of course, this is not a church simulator, but it feels like the game at least pretended to care about her feelings first.

Weird thing, for a harem game it really leans hard into that “caring husband, protective dad material” angle. You can see the MC gradually shifting from clueless guy getting accidental boob contact to someone who genuinely wants to protect these women, even while he is absolutely stuffing them full of cum. Milf content fits that perfectly: older women looking at him like he is their second shot at happiness, then five minutes later they are on their back with legs shaking and nails in his shoulders while he pounds them and whispers romantic crap that would be cheesy if it wasn’t paired with actual vaginal sex that looks sweaty and needy instead of plastic. The only small thing that annoyed me is sometimes the pacing trips over itself: one minute you are knee-deep in emotional monologue, next moment there is a blowjob starting in the same scene like someone hit a hidden flag. But then she is stroking him slow with her hand, watching his face, teasing the tip, sliding her thumb over that little sensitive spot, and when he finally unloads, it spills on her fingers and she just lazily licks them clean. After that, you forgive the pacing. Or you pretend to, while you click “next” with one hand.

Chicago has never looked this filthy and I mean that as a compliment and also a threat. You’re not just some random thug in a hat, baby, you’re the hungry little bastard in a cheap suit trying to claw your way up while the city smells like smoke, cheap liquor, and bad decisions. One second you’re in a backroom with your dick in your hand because some animated bombshell just whispered the right thing in your ear, the next you’re choosing whether to sell someone out to the cops or shove them in the trunk. It’s very “suck a cock, shoot a snitch, light a cigarette” in that order, and the game really does not care about your moral panic. I went in for the porn, I stayed because suddenly I was like, “hold up, did I just talk my way out of a massacre and into a blowjob on a dusty office desk?”

What kills me is how it flips from horny to tense without asking permission. You’re staring at this older lady, right, she’s got that full MILF vibe, dress hugging her hips, voice smooth like old jazz on a bad speaker, and she’s talking about money, territory, respect. She’s also clearly checking you out. I picked one flirty line just for fun, expecting the usual “haha, maybe later” and instead my character is on his knees in some smoky lounge, tongue working, her hand tangled in his hair while she talks business like this is a normal Wednesday. And the camera does not shy away. Mouth, spit, lipstick a little ruined, that slow head movement, the way she uses you like a toy while deciding who gets shot tomorrow. If you’re into oral, the game understands you at a real spiritual level. It’s not just “he puts it in mouth, scene over.” They linger on it. Rhythm, control, humiliation, praise, all in one sloppy little loop. And yes, I replayed that scene with different choices. For research. Obviously.

But under all the cum and crime, there’s actually this weird feeling that your choices matter more than usual porn junk. Sometimes you go in thinking, “yeah yeah, I’ll pick the rude options, I’m the big bad gangster, rawr,” and suddenly some side character remembers that you threatened them three scenes ago and now the meeting goes sideways. Or that hot married MILF who teased you earlier? She might push you down on the sofa and ride you just because you backed her against her husband, or she might ignore you completely if you played the loyal nice guy. And it stings when she ignores you, I won’t lie, I sat there like a clown. Also, little detail that got stuck in my brain for no reason: there’s this one moment where you’re jerking off alone, tension high as hell, looking out over the city through a dirty window, and it actually feels pathetic in a good way. Like, you’re this “big” criminal, yet you’re still just a horny idiot with your hand on your cock, trying to forget that half the city wants you dead. That mix of sleaze and anxiety is kind of the whole mood. The story doesn’t always hit perfectly, some scenes feel like they fast forward just when it’s getting spicy, and the pacing is a tiny bit drunk, but honestly that also kinda fits. Gangster life. Messy, horny, badly timed, full of guilt and spit.

Game feels like reading the dirtiest confession blog on Tumblr that somehow grew a brain and started talking back to you. You’re inside this guy’s skull, this super horny mix of jealousy and curiosity, and the whole thing plays like a slow train crash in a porn theater. One moment he’s trying to be a normal boyfriend, the next he’s picturing his girl on her knees for a guy who looks like he walked out of a Calvin Klein ad, and the game just kinda looks at you like “you gonna click yes or no, coward?” It’s a visual novel setup, sure, but it acts more like a sandbox for your worst ideas. You jump between scenes in this loose, kinda messy way, poking around chats on her phone, peeking at his fantasies, then suddenly you’re watching her let some huge black dude spread her on the sofa while the MC sits there hard as rock, trying to pretend he’s not into it. He totally is. You are too, don’t lie.

What I like is how the sex doesn’t wait for you to be “ready”. You click through this playful flirt scene, think it’s just teasing, and then bam, cum dripping down her tits while your guy is jerking off in the corner. There’s this one moment where he’s “helping” her with another dude, like he literally holds her wrists behind her back so the other guy can push deeper in her ass, and you feel that switch in his head from panic to obsession. They do those in-between frames really nice, the little tongue slips, the way her eyes roll when she’s getting titfucked and trying to talk at the same time, and yeah, if you collect animated gifs you’re gonna be sitting there hammering F12 like a freak. Even the bi content feels sneaky: you pick some option just to be “supportive” and suddenly the big guy has your MC on his knees, hand in his hair, and the game plays it like the most natural thing ever. No grand speech, just “open your mouth, boy”, and it cuts to cum on his lips like he was waiting his whole damn life. There’s bondage scenes too where she’s tied up and technically he’s in control, but you can see on his face he knows he’s just the cameraman for someone else’s show, and for this kind of sick little fetish corner, that’s exactly the point.

Quiet night, empty park, you’re just a bored dude scrolling on your phone and trying not to think about your empty bed, then this girl comes crashing into your life like some half-naked panic tornado. Big eyes, big tits, tight clothes, breathing hard, looking over her shoulder like some monster is behind her. Then it shows up. This huge guy, all muscles and veins, like the gym spat out a final boss. He’s got that “I’m going to break something” look. You don’t even think, you just grab her hand and drag her away, back to your place, still smelling like cheap beer and loneliness. She’s shaking, you’re trying not to stare at how her ass jiggles when she sits on your couch, and that stupid cheap lamp in the corner suddenly feels like the only witness to your life turning into porn logic.

Next day, she’s in your kitchen wearing your shirt and nothing else, acting shy but not really. She leans over the table to grab some sugar, tits bouncing, shirt riding up, and you pretend to check your phone while your cock is doing math on fabric thickness. Then the game actually starts pulling out more girls like it’s stacking your trouble. The childhood friend shows up out of nowhere, hugging you so tight you can feel her nipples press into your chest through her top, all like “oh my god, I missed you so much,” and you’re standing there stuck between nostalgia and boner. Your sister storms in later, pissed at everything, yelling at you for always dragging strays home, then bending over to pick something up and flashing you that perfect big ass in tight shorts and you’re like yeah okay this is illegal in ten countries. That voyeur moment in the hallway, when you peek through the slightly open door and watch her change, watching her pull down her panties and you tell yourself you’re just checking everything is ok. Sure.

The wild part is how it flips between romance and pure filth like it can’t decide what it wants to be. You’re getting these slow, cute scenes where you walk in the park with one girl, hand brushing against hers, her cheeks going red, and you actually feel something warm in your chest. Then at night she’s on your bed, legs spread, giving you a slow handjob while whispering that she’s been thinking about you for years and you’re just staring at her animated expression, watching every little twitch in her face as she speeds up, cum splashing over her fingers and stomach. Sometimes you’re sitting on the couch with another girl, your arm around her, she falls asleep on your shoulder, and you feel like some decent human being for once. Next scene, she’s riding you, tits bouncing in your face, her ass slapping against your thighs while she moans your name like she’s trying to wake the whole building. You start feeling kinda bad about not picking just one, then the game laughs at you and drops another scene where two of them kiss in front of you, then look back and ask which one you want tonight. Emotional guilt, erection, soft music, wet sounds, all mixed together until your brain gives up and just goes with it.

Underfoot feels like that moment when you tell yourself “nah, I can handle this kink” and then three scenes later you’re staring at the screen, pants halfway down, wondering when exactly you lost all moral brakes. It throws you right into the guy’s shoes, except the game clearly cares more about what’s happening under those shoes. The whole thing is framed like you’re this semi-normal dude with a partner you actually like, but the real star is how fast your brain starts bending once other people, other hands, and especially other feet get involved. The netorase angle isn’t just some checkbox, it’s basically the spine: you’re not just watching someone fuck your woman, you’re low-key helping, guiding, and pretending you’re still in control while the game just taps “are you sure?” over and over. And yeah, I clicked yes every single time.

The foot focus is not subtle. If you’re even a little weak for toes, soles, arches, stockings, all that, it’s dangerous. There were moments where nothing “big” was happening, just a slow footjob under the table, and that worked on me harder than full-on group sex later. The game is kind of mean about it too: it keeps giving you angles where you barely see the rest of the body, just her heels pressing your already used cock, or her pantyhose wrinkling around her toes while she uses you like some stress ball. It’s the kind of pacing I usually hate, but here it almost felt like a leaderboard challenge: how long can you keep your sanity while your character keeps letting other guys get in on the fun and you’re stuck with her feet or the “reward” creampie that doesn’t even fully belong to you. And I swear, whoever wrote those small corrupting choices really understands that nasty “I know this is wrong but fuck it” feeling. You tell her to flirt “just a little,” then that “little” turns into her sitting between two dudes, your dick trapped between her soles while they go for other holes. At that point it’s not even jealousy anymore, it’s this weird proud humiliation, like you’re top-ranking in some hidden cuck scoreboard only degenerates can see.

What surprised me is how casual the corruption creeps in. At first it’s like, ok, she’s teasing you with her feet, maybe a solo anal scene to spice things up, nothing crazy, just you two. Then someone else walks into frame. Then another. Then she’s taking multiple cocks at once, and you’re there, on the side, getting a sloppy, almost lazy footjob while watching. It hits harder because you kinda asked for this. You get those little “innocent” choices that sound safe, until you realize they opened the door for her to say “it’s just sex, relax” while she gets filled and you’re not even the main event. The cheating isn’t sneaky either, it’s right in your face, like the game is grabbing your head and turning it toward every thrust. I liked that I felt complicit, but also kind of pathetic, which is honestly what I’m chasing with this genre more than some perfect ending. There is swinging flavor too, but it always comes back to her feet and your role as the guy who thought he was orchestrating everything, then ends up happy to be used like an afterthought. By the last scenes I wasn’t even checking my usual “challenge list” anymore, just waiting to see how much further she’d go while you still pretend you’re fine with all of it. Spoiler: you’re not fine, but your dick absolutely is.

This one feels like opening a quiet married life and finding a hidden door behind the closet, the kind of door you should not touch if you want to stay “good”. You start as this regular wife, soft and a bit shy, the type who believes in rings and forever. She has a husband, a routine, nothing crazy. Then tiny things begin to push her. A look from a stranger lingers one second too long. A hand stays on her waist when it should have let go. She tells herself it is nothing, but you already feel how thin that word “nothing” is. Every choice is like sliding one more button open, not just clothes, but the whole soul.

What makes it hit different is how slow the poison moves. The first time she lets another man touch her hand, it feels almost innocent, like “oh, he is just being friendly,” while you know he is already undressing her in his head. When she wraps her fingers around him under the table and pretends she is just reaching for her phone, it is so wrong that it burns, but also strangely sweet, like cheap wine that makes you dizzy too fast. The game loves that line between “I should stop” and “just a little more”. She gives a blowjob in the back of a car and spends the ride home wiping her lips and rehearsing what lie to tell her husband, and you watch that guilt mix with this wild new pleasure that she did not even know she could feel. That first time she lets someone slide inside her, not her husband, there is no dramatic music, just messy breathing, a bed that is not hers, and the heavy thought that some doors do not close again. You see her texts, the late-night chats, the way she pretends to be tired when her husband wants sex because she already had her cunt filled earlier by someone else. She still says she loves him, and in a sick way, you believe her.

I kept thinking about fate while playing, like maybe she was never meant to stay loyal, maybe her “destiny” is to become this hotwife that every man uses in secret. The corruption is not magic, it feels like real life, like all those stories you read on Reddit at work when you should be doing spreadsheets. Each scene pushes her moral line a bit further until the word “cheating” almost loses meaning and becomes just “Tuesday”. You can let her fight it or lean into it, but the gravity always pulls her toward darker stuff: letting another guy cum in her and then going home to ride her husband, pretending she is tight only for him, when you know she is still dripping from before. Oral turns from something she does for love into something she does because she craves the taste, any dick, any time. Handjobs in places she should not even be aroused, quick vaginal fucks in bathrooms, the kind of secret filth that would destroy a marriage in one second if found. I liked how sometimes scenes feel almost romantic with the wrong man, like her heart is cheating too, not just her body, and sometimes it is just raw, ugly lust with no feelings at all. And yeah, part of me wanted her to stop and be a good wife again, but another part already accepted that the good wife died the moment she smiled back at temptation.

Everyone in this world already knows your last name before you open your mouth, and half of them either want to fuck you, own you, or quietly make you disappear. You walk into these marble halls full of immortal snobs who never die, never age, and never get tired of playing with people like toys. They smile like royalty and talk like lawyers, but the second the doors close they are on their knees, or putting someone else there. The game throws you straight into that mess with almost no hand holding: one moment you are the pretty little heir who should “behave”, next moment some ancient matriarch is pressing you against a balcony rail, whispering how she remembers fucking your grandfather in the same place and wants to see if the bloodline stayed hard where it matters.

The teasing here is not fake “oh no, my towel fell” kind of bullshit. It drags. A twin sister brushes your arm, the brother leans on your other side, both of them talking about family loyalty while their hands are getting way too friendly with your belt. You keep waiting for the fade to black, but it doesn’t. You choose who to pull closer, and the other one just watches, breathing hard, promising you they will get their turn. There is this scene in a greenhouse where one of the slaves is kneeling in front of you, eyes empty and calm like they accepted they belong to your bloodline, while another noble is behind them, guiding your hips, telling you how to use what is yours. It is fucked up and hot at the same time, which I kinda hate admitting. Sometimes you feel powerful, like real male domination, hand in their hair, making them take every inch. Sometimes you realize they still outrank you and you are the one pinned down, with a sharp smile above you and nails in your chest, and you like it anyway. Animated thrusts, actual movement, bodies grinding instead of just posing, helps a lot. The sex can switch fast from slow, almost romantic kissing to messy group pile where you literally don’t remember who started touching you first. There is one late scene where you are supposed to be handling some “serious political talk” in a private lounge and it ends with you balls deep in one twin while the other rides your face, and an immortal aunt sitting in the armchair drinking wine, judging your technique.

I really enjoy how the romance is a trap here. People act soft with you, say they care, but then use you like a bargaining chip in the next council. You might swear loyalty to one dynasty because you fell for their pretty slave girl with the quiet voice, then find out she was trained from birth to make heirs like you obey. But she still squeezes your hand when you fuck her in the bath, so is it fake or not? I got genuinely thrown off by one twist where a character who always submits to you suddenly orders you to kneel. I thought it was just dirty talk, then the scene locks you into that position and you realize that choice from way earlier basically sold your pride to them. I kinda loved that. Also, small thing, but every time the game waits that extra second before somebody finally slides down on your cock, it drives me crazy. In a good way. Or bad way. Depends on the day. Anyway, this whole immortal bloodline circus feels like a place where romance is just another collar, and you are too horny to stop putting it on.

This one feels like someone took all those old horny fantasy RPG daydreams you had in high school, shoved them into an isekai blender, then painted it with chunky pixel art and said, “yeah, fuck it, that’s enough”. You wake up in the usual other world crap, but it leans straight into the incubus angle instead of pretending to be wholesome for five minutes. You’re not some shy hero who “accidentally” gets surrounded by girls. You’re basically a walking sex battery with horns, and the game absolutely knows it. The first goblin fight, I was expecting the usual “hit attack, watch numbers go up”, but what actually happens after you win is the goblin girl clings to you, drooling, and your character has this deadpan line like he’s already tired of being irresistible. That tiny expression change in like eight pixels made me laugh way more than it should. Also annoyed me that I couldn’t click her tail. No reason. Just wanted to.

Every scene kind of jumps between goofy and filthy without warning. One minute you’re talking to a cute priestess with these big innocent eyes, she’s asking about your “corrupted aura” like a JRPG NPC that escaped from a SNES cartridge, and two dialog choices later you’ve got her pinned against a ruined altar, dress hitched up, pixel thighs spread while she begs you to “purify” her from the inside. The text goes surprisingly hard on the lewd talk for such small sprites. It describes how her body reacts way more than her face, which feels very on-brand for an incubus MC. The moans are just simple sound bits, nothing fancy, but when you’re mid scene with your screen shaking a little and those tiny pixels bouncing, it hits that cheap porn game nerve in a good way. Sometimes the pacing is weird, though. There was one slime girl encounter where the build-up was great, she slides over your body, dripping onto your cock, they type out all this sticky detail… and then the scene just ends faster than a low stamina speedrun. No finish CG, just a text line about you unloading inside her core and boom, cut back to map. I kept waiting for a proper orgasm animation that never came, and it annoyed me enough that I alt tabbed to Telegram and forgot what quest I was on when I came back.

The fantasy world itself is the usual “guild, quests, hot monster girls” soup, but it works because everything is filtered through “how can this feed my demonic libido”. Leveling up doesn’t just make you stronger, it lets you twist encounters into sex opportunities. There’s a moment in an early forest area where a wolf girl ambushes you. If your level is low, she just wrecks you and you slink back to town like a chump. But if you grind a bit and come back stronger, you can overpower her, pin her to the ground, and the game gives you a choice: spare her, or drain her. I picked drain, obviously. The scene zooms in, her tongue is out, eyes rolled up, hips twitching as your character fucks the life out of her soul point by soul point. The text actually comments that her stats are dropping while you pound her, like your cock is replacing the XP menu. It’s messed up and hot at the same time, then a second later the script cracks a joke about how your “moral alignment has been updated to: horny demon trash”. The story pretending it’s some big fantasy adventure is cute, but really it’s just an excuse to parade more girls in front of you: elf archers with tight pixel asses, demon ladies with huge tits barely fitting in their armor, android-looking priestess with clinical dirty talk who keeps saying she needs more “samples” from your incubus seed. The whole thing is rough and a bit clunky, sometimes the timing on the text boxes feels off, some lines sound like they went through Google Translate twice, but honestly that just fits. It feels like a dirty little pixellated porn relic from a world where horny guys never stopped making weird fantasy games in their bedroom. I still wish I could click that damn goblin tail, though.