This one feels like somebody’s horny Flash project that somehow survived the internet apocalypse, and I mean that in a good way and also in a “what the hell am I doing with my life” way. You start by picking one of four girls, all furry, all with that very early-2000s vibe: slim bodies, big hips, big eyes, a bit of that goth pout here and there, like they listened to too much Evanescence on loop. One of them has this goth energy that really stands out, darker palette, smug little smirk, the kind of girl who looks like she’d roll her eyes at you and then still let you fuck her in the back of some crumbling temple. They don’t talk much, it’s all in the body language, in the tiny loops of animation. Hips shifting a little when you strip another layer, tail flicking when you hover over the “wrong” spot like she’s pretending she’s not into it. It’s not sophisticated, but damn, it’s clear someone cared about how these girls react to being touched.

The structure is stupid simple, but it works: strip her, then pick what you wanna do. Front, back, oral, feet, all that. You’re basically clicking through a menu of filth. There’s a flow to it though. For example, on the goth-ish one, when you finally get her naked and switch to oral, her ears flatten a bit and she leans forward with this little hungry motion that looks way dirtier than it should for such a short loop. When you move to blowjob, she doesn’t just bob like a robot, she pauses half a second, tongue sticking out, eyes glancing up, and that tiny pause sells the whole thing. Same with the anal scene on another girl: her spine arches in this exaggerated curve, her hands clench, and there’s this split-second twitch of her tail that just screams “too tight, but don’t stop.” It’s rough around the edges, sure, some transitions are abrupt, and the cumshot almost always lands in that old-school porn angle, very frontal, kind of goofy, like the camera forgot to move. But then you notice how her chest heaves in the afterglow loop, or how the thighs keep trembling a bit too long, and suddenly you’re not complaining anymore. Well, except about the damn feet scene, where her toes curl in this really nice, detailed way and then the animation just resets too fast. I stared at those toes way too long, not proud of it, not sorry either.

What actually surprised me: each heroine has one unique scene and that’s where the animator went full nerd. One gets this pharaoh-style throne setup, gold and stone behind her, she’s sitting there like a spoiled queen while you work between her legs, and her whole posture changes. She leans back, shoulders loose, chin up, like she owns you completely. Another has a variation during oral where she pushes her head deeper, jaw opening a little wider, and there’s this tiny shiver in her shoulders that makes the whole loop feel more intense. The rest of the positions repeat across girls, same angle, same pacing, only with different bodies and personalities sketched in by tail movement, ear tilt, hip roll. It’s lazy and not lazy at the same time. You see copy-paste, then you see that someone still adjusted the way each one reacts when you switch from licking to fucking from behind. One arches more, one spreads her legs wider, one looks almost shy until the cumshot hits her face and her eyes close in this soft, satisfied blink. It’s messy, it’s old, it’s horny as hell, and weirdly, the more you watch the sprites, the more they feel alive, like they’re acting for you and not just looping forever. I kind of wish the clothing phase had more resistance, more teasing, instead of “click, bra gone, click, panties gone,” but whatever, I still ended up replaying the same goth backdoor angle way too many times, just to catch that one hip jerk right when you finish.

The whole thing starts pretty low-key: burned-out dev guy, stolen app, goes back to his hometown because everything in the city went to shit. On paper it sounds like one of those sad grindy life sims, but in practice it turns into this messy, horny sandbox where every “normal” place from childhood suddenly has someone with ridiculous curves and questionable boundaries hanging around. It feels like the engine was made for a mid-tier mobile RPG first, then the dev just kept stacking lewd interactions on top of it until the dialogue system started creaking. Sometimes the text queues lag half a second on my phone and the girl is already moaning in the animation before the line pops up, which accidentally makes it dirtier, like you’re catching her mid-thought. On PC browser it’s smoother, Chrome handled most scenes better than Firefox for me, especially the animated stuff with group action and multiple camera moves, but you can feel the budget when several bodies and particles fill the screen and the fps briefly dies while a creampie finishes.

What really sells it is how unclean the pacing is. You might be chatting about your stolen app one moment, then you click the “wrong” response and suddenly you’re groping a stacked aunt-type character in the hallway while she half-heartedly pretends to say no, and you can either stop or double down into full-on blackmail path. The incest angle is never subtle. The game just leans into it with those “we shouldn’t do this” lines while her tits are basically trying to escape her top. There’s this backyard punishment scene where you can choose between spanking, making her suck you off under the porch light, or going straight to anal if you played your cards right earlier. The animation there is surprisingly explicit: ass jiggle, ahegao, drool, the whole porn hub starter pack, but the lighting bugs out if you rotate the camera too fast and her shadow looks like some kind of cursed mannequin. I sort of love that it’s not polished, though. Same with the footjob scene in the living room, her toes clipping slightly through the cock, but the expression on her face sells it anyway and the sound design is filthy in the best way. On my Android phone the UI buttons overlap during those closer shots, so the “back” button floats awkwardly next to her open mouth and I keep almost clicking it when I just want to watch the throat bulge during oral.

Story tries to pretend it cares about romance routes and “healing your roots”, then an hour later you’re in what is basically a small-town BDSM circuit, sharing toys between girls and acting like it’s normal neighbor stuff. One girl you meet through the app subplot starts out as a shy virgin, then you unlock a masturbation scene where you spy on her with the very tech that was stolen from you, so it has this nice voyeuristic loop: you were wronged, now you’re the creep. Later on, if you push her, she goes from handjob in your room to titfuck in the office and finally this messy vaginal scene on a desk that’s clearly not built for physics, because items vibrate slightly while you pound her. I had one group sex event in a cramped bedroom where the camera had to choose which big ass to focus on and the AI decided to zoom right into a side angle of a toy slipping in and out, ignoring the girl sucking you off at the same time. It’s chaotic and oddly hot. The RPG bits keep poking their head in too: stats gates for anal, “obedience” checks before you can cum inside for a creampie ending, little text notes about whether she stays a good girl or starts begging for more. Romance flags exist, but the game never punishes you for juggling several women, it just quietly tracks who you’ve tied up, who you’ve watched through cameras, who you’ve turned into your personal cum dump. Sometimes I wish they’d smooth the UI scaling for smaller screens or fix that annoying delay when switching from map to bedroom scenes, but also, if it ever became super clean and corporate, it would lose half of this dirty, slightly wrong charm that makes the whole hometown full of sex toys, spanking, and bad decisions feel like a broken app you keep opening anyway.

Bindr feels like someone mashed together a horny LinkedIn, a dating app and a BDSM diary, then gave you god mode and said “ok, you’re the guy who *made* this thing, now go ruin lives nicely”. You’re not some random broke loser swiping right on bots, you are the dev, the puppet master, the dude with the master key to the kink vault. Every profile you open is like spying on a different fetish ecosystem: rich brats who want to be treated like property, smug dommes that talk like they own your spine, “good boys” pretending they don’t crave humiliation while their tag list screams the opposite. The whole thing plays like a dating sim that forgot to be shy, where the romance route and the “put a collar on me and make me your slave” route are almost the same, just with different levels of lube and crying. You go from flirty texting to “here’s my toy box, pick something and tell me what you’ll do to me” way faster than any real app ever would, which honestly feels more honest than Tinder.

What I like is how it lets you switch vibe without asking permission. One chat you’re this smooth caring dom, praising her, teasing, spanking just enough so her ass matches the blush on her cheeks, then in the next match you’re the one getting dragged by a ruthless CEO type who uses her heels like negotiation tools and treats your balls like a poorly performing department. One girl suck you off in a quiet, almost sweet way, eyes up, hair tucked, and the scene feels romantic. Later there’s a tag combo of anal, multiple penetration and humiliation that basically goes “romance is cancelled today” and the same app suddenly feels like a porn dungeon with a search bar. Sometimes you think “ok this is too much”, like when a scene tries to mix cuddly romance talk with hardcore slave play in the same breath and your brain is stuck between “aww” and “oh fuck that’s rough”. There are moments where the BDSM feels more like checkbox porn than real power exchange, like someone went “we need footjob, throw it in here between the handjob and the creampie and don’t think about pacing”, but then the next match has this quiet little blowjob scene where she’s the one in control just by slowing down and staring, and it hits harder than all the whips. Also, tiny thing that drove me crazy: the way the in-game app noises pop at weird times, like a notification chime right when you’re about to finish a scene, completely killing the mood, and then it never stops doing that, like a horny Outlook calendar that hates you. You’ll be mid-anal, mid-slurping, mid-groping, trying to decide if you want to be the gentle romantic or the cruel bastard, and the game just throws another Bindr ping in your ear like “hey, stop cumming, new match”. Honestly, I kind of love it. And I don’t. At all.

You know that feeling when your calendar hits “International Talk Like A Pirate Day” and you kinda want a game that actually leans into it, but also rails you into next week? Lusty Buccaneers is exactly in that stupidly specific overlap. It pretends to be about treasure and adventure, but after the first ten minutes it’s very clear the real loot is ass and humiliation. You’re this rookie pirate, supposedly “future legend of the seas”, and the first thing you actually do is get bullied by a captain with tits that should honestly have their own wanted poster. She talks like a mix of dominatrix and HR manager from hell, tells you to kneel, calls you useless, then gives you a “private examination” in her cabin that somehow involves a strap-on, your ass, and the word “crew discipline” said way too sweet. Loved it. Hated it. Still clicked every option that made her more cruel.

What I enjoyed most is how the game keeps pretending it’s wholesome shounen pirate adventure. You get this big world map, little sandbox vibe, random ports, “mystery islands”, new crewmates, some goofy parody of famous anime pirates with names just close enough to make you snort. Then the scenes hit. One moment you negotiate with a monster girl who looks like someone mashed a mermaid, a cowgirl milf and your search history from xVideos. Next moment you’re handcuffed to the mast, covered in milk and cum, while your captain makes you watch her get double stuffed by a pair of huge black pirates you “accidentally” recruited. It calls itself romance in the menu, but yeah, good luck staying pure. The corruption route is way too fun. I tried to be loyal, I really did, then the game throws a futa swordswoman at you with abs, a massive dick and footplay options and suddenly your “honor” is at the bottom of the ocean.

The multiple endings thing actually works here, even if half of them just feel like different flavors of “you turned into a perverted slave mascot for an all-girl crew.” Got a soft spot for the one where your pirate harem looks normal on the surface, but in reality every girl is sleeping with everyone behind your back and the game keeps dropping little voyeur scenes if you click the wrong cabin at night. There is this one early moment I keep thinking about, when you catch two crew girls in the storage room, one in full crossdressing outfit, giving a sloppy blowjob while the other milks her and laughs about how they’re going to “share you next.” You can walk away like a virgin idiot or stay and watch from a barrel. I left the first time, because I am dumb. Regretted it the entire session. Also the mobile version works suspiciously well, which is a blessing and a curse, because playing a POV anal scene with a corrupted student-turned-pirate on the train while pretending you are checking Spotify is absolutely a new low. In a good way. Sort of. I still think the crew management is shallow and the cuckold bits sometimes go a bit too hard, then again I click every NTR flag I find, so maybe that’s on me. Anyway, it’s the kind of filthy vacation island porn game where you promise to just “check it quickly” for stream planning and then suddenly you’re debating which futa captain you want to knock you up.

Caelus here is not the soft idiot from canon. The game basically asks, "What if the Trailblazer actually used all that cosmic bullshit to do the one thing everyone writes in fanfic but Hoyoverse pretends doesn’t exist?" and then never pulls back. Nanook is not some gloomy destruction god, he is straight up horny cosmic troll, like a drunk Archive of Our Own tag come to life. Plot is thin in a good way: every excuse to bend another Star Rail girl, and sometimes literally, into whatever shape your pervy little brain asked for the first time you saw her on a limited banner and thought “yeah I’d roll on that.”

What works weirdly well is how the game treats the whole “canon vs fanon” thing. Half the scenes feel like they were ripped straight from those long smut fics where the author clearly has a spreadsheet for everyone’s kinks. You know those 70k word monsters that start “slow burn” and then chapter 3 is already double penetration and mind control? Same energy here. One minute you are talking about Aeons and Paths, next minute Nanook just snaps reality and suddenly a proud Valkyrie type is on her knees giving this messy, noisy blowjob that would get a Twitch VOD nuked on sight. Then the scene pretends like nothing happened and jumps back to sci fi chatter. It feels wrong in a fun way. Or maybe in a stupid way. I liked it anyway.

The sex itself hits pretty much every checkbox people keep sneaking into tags: sloppy oral that really leans into the sounds, handjobs with way too much focus on fingers and precum, anal scenes where the camera insists on hanging on that first push a bit too long, and then stuff like footjobs that come out of nowhere. I mean it, you are casually abusing some broken mind controlled girl for exhibition in a public corridor, and suddenly she is using her feet like it is the most natural thing in the galaxy, with Nanook commenting in your head like a hentai Reddit thread. It is over the top and sometimes kind of dumb, but in a charming “this is clearly made by a guy who knows every Honkai subtag on Rule34.xxx” sort of way. The harem idea is full power, too. Caelus walks around like the universe itself is his brothel, and the girls, even when they resist at first, end up folded into this obedient, fucked-out collection entirely under his control. The mind control is not subtle. He rewrites them to love being toys, to show off outside with clothes barely hanging on, to beg him to use every hole in the worst moments, during missions, in front of cameras, whatever. And yet in the middle of all that excess, I got really annoyed that one small VFX on a cumshot looked like cheap soap. It bothered me the whole time and yeah, the game never fixes it.

What surprised me is how casually the game mixes sci fi nonsense and raw filth. You get “superpowers” here but not for saving worlds. Caelus uses cosmic energy to freeze time just to keep a girl’s mouth wrapped around his cock at the perfect angle, or to hold her asshole open while he decides if he wants to go back to her pussy or not. Sometimes reality bends so hard two girls exist in the same “moment” giving alternate versions of the same scene, one obedient, one still fighting, and you can flip your attention back and forth like changing tabs in Chrome. It sounds fancy, but in practice you are just clicking through dialogue while the game finds new ways to show spit, tears, ruined makeup and gaping. There is this one exhibition bit where a character is pretended to be fully in charge in front of a crowd, proper captain pose, and then in the next “layer” she is actually riding Caelus, forced to keep a perfect public speech while getting filled and emptied again and again. It is clever. Or maybe it is trash. Kind of both. Fantasy fans will notice half the lore is slightly off too. Some names are wrong, affiliations twisted, like the developer half remembered wiki pages and then said “eh, who cares, she is naked now.” Honestly, they were right.

If you ever read a “what if the Stellaron messed with their libido instead of destiny” fic and thought the author chickened out before the real filth, this is that same story but the brakes got removed, burned, and then fucked.

Ellie from that zombie game and Lara from those old temple raider days stuck together in one filthy, horny mess is already kind of illegal, but the way this thing uses their feet is what actually surprised me. It starts almost innocent, like some weird fanfic fantasy where a regular dude ends up with both of them under his control, and you think “ok ok, just another basic porn parody”. Then you realize the whole focus is on socks and how much abuse you can squeeze out of a single sweaty foot. The game treats socks like gear, like actual tools for humiliation, not just decoration. You’re pulling Ellie’s dirty socks off slow while she glares at you, toes curling, and Lara is in the background with those tight sport socks still on, being forced to stroke you off with them while acting all proud and pissed at the same time. It’s fucked up and kind of funny.

What I liked is how often it lets you push them from “annoyed” into “broken-in toy” during actual sex, not just in some text box. One scene that stuck with me: you’ve already used Ellie’s feet, made her rub you until she’s breathing hard and confused, and instead of jumping straight to normal penetration, you pin her down in missionary, keep her ankles pressed against your shoulders, and the camera keeps cutting back to her soles. Not her face, not your dick, just those feet twitching while you slam into her. Meanwhile Lara is ordered to kneel at the side, licking your balls like some obedient slave, still wearing one sock, and that stupid detail somehow makes it nastier. Then later you flip Lara into doggystyle, really rough, hair pulled, face pushed down, and she’s forced to rub you with her feet between thrusts, basically getting used like a multi tool. It’s actually a bit much when you chain everything together: harassment, domination, rough fucking, feet in your face, them gagging on you, and you keep going anyway because the game kind of encourages you to be a selfish bastard. At some point I realized the male protagonist doesn’t even feel like a “character”, he’s more like a cock with dialogue, but in this type of hardcore crossover it weirdly fits. The AI-generated CG sometimes looks slightly off, like Ellie’s toes bending wrong or Lara’s expression clipping into weird “half angry half bored” mode, yet those little imperfections give the scenes this trashy bootleg energy that matches the whole vibe. You’re not here for romance, or plot, or to be a good person. You’re here to grab two famous girls by the throat, use their mouths, their pussies, their asses, and especially their socks and feet, and then pretend later it was “just parody” when you close the tab.

You start as this guy who got totally screwed over by life. Framed for killing his own father, thrown in prison, years just gone. When he finally walks out, the whole vibe of the world feels off, like reality forgot how to be normal. And then his dreams stop being just dreams. One night you’re staring through your own eyes, next night you’re suddenly in this other place, like a sci-fi fantasy city with neon and magic at the same time, stuck in a tight POV view with a monster girl pressing her huge tits against your chest, asking why you keep running from “your power.” She’s got horns, a tail, and an ass that fills the whole screen when she turns. You’re supposed to be scared, she’s talking about fate and monsters and some cosmic war, but instead you’re watching her lips as she wraps them around your cock and drools all over it, eyes rolled back in full ahegao while you’re still half sure this is a nightmare. It’s not. Not really. Every time you cum, the dream world reacts, like you just flipped a switch in some forgotten machine.

Then, outside of dreams, your life is this weird mix of murder mystery and porn logic. You’re “trying to rebuild yourself,” but what actually happens is you keep meeting women who are way too into your mess. The milf neighbor who knew your father and keeps “comforting” you by letting your hands wander under her blouse, whispering that you’re so much bigger than he was while she grinds on your thigh. The shy virgin cosplay girl who acts like a nervous little mouse in the day, then shows up dressed as some space elf at night, kneeling between your legs with glitter on her cheeks, giving you slow, sloppy oral and stopping every few seconds to tease you with just the tip between her lips, like she’s roleplaying she never did this before. She says she wants to help “investigate” your case, but somehow the investigation scene ends with her riding you, big tits bouncing, begging for a creampie so hard she forgets the whole point of the conversation. Sometimes you get to flip things and go full male dom, hand around a throat, fucking her from behind until her tongue’s out and she’s moaning like a broken toy. Other times the game flips you on your back and lets a dominant woman sit on your face, grinding her pussy over your mouth while she uses a vibrator on your cock and denies you until your vision almost fades. There’s anal, voyeur moments where you spy two monster girls going at it in a shower, footjobs from a smug heroine who claims she “won’t touch you with her hands,” titfucks where your cum ends up all over soft big breasts, toys shoved into dripping holes while you stand there, watching, choosing whether you help or just enjoy the show. In the middle of all that, you’re chasing clues about your father’s death, unlocking superpower stuff tied to sex and emotions, and somehow building a harem of humans, milfs and literal monsters who all want a piece of you. It’s messy, horny, sometimes actually emotional for a second before someone gets groped against a wall and you forget what you were even talking about.

Hero story on the surface, total filth underneath. That’s the whole vibe here. You’re not the shining savior, you’re the snake in the sleeping bag. The world is doing that classic “demon horde rising again” thing, the Hero’s party is all proud and hopeful, and you’re there smiling like a good little ally while secretly sent by the Demon King to fuck everything up from inside. And “fuck” is not just metaphor here. You’re working your way through trust, lust and corruption at the same time, pushing everyone in the party over the edge in different ways. One girl starts all pure and doe-eyed, blushing when you brush her hand, then five scenes later she’s moaning with tongue out and eyes rolled back while you rail her from behind, fat creampie dripping while she’s supposed to be “on watch” for monsters. Another guy in the group is a cocky swordsman, all talk about honor, and you slowly grind him down with teasing, humiliation and those “friendly” training sessions that turn into blowjob practice, then sissification, then him begging to wear panties under his armor. The game really loves that slow slide from normal to “how the hell did we get here” and it doesn’t apologize at all.

What sells it is how it mixes the fantasy quest with filthy little betrayals. You’re doing typical RPG stuff, traveling, camp scenes, tavern stays, but every stop is a new chance to twist someone a bit more. Helping the healer “meditate”? Actually guiding her through “special breathing” while your hand is between her legs and she’s leaking on your fingers. Sparring with the Hero? You tire him out on purpose, then leave him to sleep while you sneak off and fuck his crush hard enough she starts lactating in a later scene, and you make sure he walks in just in time to see the internal view shot of your cum overflowing from her stretched pussy. There is a lot of voyeur stuff like that, you arranging things so people catch each other in the worst possible moment, then using the shame to push them even deeper: blackmailing the proud mage with that time she let you titfuck her in the bath, turning it into regular “magic lessons” with her on her knees, or forcing the tanky milf knight to let you spank and grope her under her armor right in the town square because she “owes” you for saving her from a monster girl that you actually lured her into. And yeah, the monster girls get in on it too, sometimes joining the group sex, sometimes being your tools, sometimes corrupting you right back with a surprise anal scene where you pretend you’re in control but she clearly isn’t fooled.

The sex is all over the place in a good way and a messy way. You get sweet romance moments where you almost feel bad, like when the Hero’s childhood friend whispers she wants to carry your baby because she thinks it’ll make you closer to the Hero, and then the game just slams into hardcore group scene with her pinned, double stuffed, drooling ahegao face while you use her like a toy. One evening you’re giving “foot massage” to the party’s stern elf archer that ends with her sliding her toes around your shaft, totally red but still trying to act calm, and the next morning she’s the one offering to help you “relax” with a handjob behind some ruins, pretending it’s just physical relief so she doesn’t have to admit she’s addicted. There is lesbian stuff between party members you twisted emotionally, traps that start as jokes from the Demon King side and turn into full on submissive little pets in your harem, interracial scenes with captured enemies you flip over to your side using nothing but your cock and a bit of humiliation. You get classic blowjob, anal, multiple penetration, toys jammed in during battle prep, the Hero getting cucked in ten different ways without even realizing half of it, and a lot of those evil little moments where you watch from the shadows while they masturbate thinking about you, then you step out and ruin them more. It’s not soft, it’s not “healthy”, it’s dirty spying, gaslighting, teasing and training wrapped around an adventure that pretends to be heroic while you quietly turn the whole party into your personal, leaking, obedient mess.

This thing looks like someone glued a horny VN onto a bootleg Genshin fan app and then accidentally made it kinda addicting. You start as the most generic guy possible, basically a walking camera, but that works here because everything is pure POV fantasy. One moment you’re pretending to care about some “elemental balance” nonsense, next moment you’re balls-deep in a fake Raiden lookalike who is clearly not Raiden but still very much Raiden in your brain. The cosplay vibe is strong, like those cheap TikTok ads where you go “that’s not Yae Miko” and then ten seconds later you don’t care at all because tits.

The game plays like a lazy point and click, the good kind. You’re just clicking through dialogue, picking choices, poking stuff on the screen while one hand is secretly alt-tabbing from Discord. It actually feels nice that it doesn’t try to be some big strategy thing. You flirt, tease, mess up, reload, try again, suddenly unlock a scene where Hu Tao is riding you with that broken ahegao face that looks illegal and perfect at same time. Sometimes the AI art is a little cursed, like fingers doing weird shit or one eye wandering into Snezhnaya, but then you get a shot where her big ass is bouncing on your dick and your brain just goes “ok we ignore the hand now”. I opened it in Chrome on my phone during a fake “bathroom break” from work and nearly lost it when Yelan started doing that slow handjob animation while talking like she’s interrogating you. Had to pretend I was checking Slack while she’s staring at my imaginary cock.

Scenes go pretty hard when you start pushing the more dominant options. If you make the girls take control, they really take control. Raiden pushing you down, riding you and talking like she’s punishing some low rank soldier, then finishing with a creampie that drips out in a way only AI could imagine. Another route, Yae Miko has you on your back, heels pressing into your chest while she’s stroking you off with her feet and laughing like she knows exactly how pathetic you are. I didn’t even think I was that much into foot stuff, then suddenly I’m watching her toes slide around the tip and I’m like “ok, fuck, guess I am now”. Oral scenes are surprisingly hot too, there is this one where a “not really” MILF character kneels down, squeezes her big tits around you and you get this titfuck plus slobbering blowjob combo that feels like someone watched too much JAV and said “yes, that”. Game even lets you build a kind of janky harem if you click the right lines, and seeing a bunch of them all acting clingy over your cock is stupid as hell but in a great way. I kept meaning to focus on one route, then another girl shows up with tight cosplay and big tits spilling out and suddenly my “loyal playthrough” dies in two clicks. There is one tiny thing with the UI that annoyed the shit out of me every time I misclicked, but whatever, I’m still going back to try to make that smug fox priestess choke on my cum again.

Guy gets dumped by his own dad, basically. Father packs his shit, goes to new family, and you’re stuck with mom and sister, in that house that smells like old memories and drama. Then very fast you’re in the car, boxes in the back, driving to this “new start” that already feels like a porn setup, and of course it is. It starts kind of sad, like a family drama VN on Steam, and then slowly your brain goes, “wait, why is my mom looking that hot in that tight top?” and “why my sis bend over like that, is that really needed?” and from there it just keeps pushing that line. The thing I liked is how normal the early scenes feel: breakfast table, awkward silence, stupid small talk about nothing, phone buzzing with dad sending weird half-guilty messages. And then the camera angle goes lower, suddenly mom’s tits are doing 90% of the emotional acting, and my mouse hand is like, ok, guess we go this way now.

Sex-wise, it hits almost everything people in comments always beg for. Big asses that actually look soft, not like plastic balloons, boobs that bounce when she’s on top, long slow blowjobs with too much spit, the kind where you literally forget what the dialogue was about. The lesbian bits really surprised me, because they’re not just “oh look, two girls tongue each other for the male gaze.” There is this one scene where your sister is trying to “cheer mom up” after a fight on the phone with dad, and it starts innocent, like hugging on the couch, then suddenly there’s a hand under the shirt, nipple tease, and mom is half resisting, half grinding. I had to pause and sit there like, “ok, this is messed up” while still clicking forward like a horny idiot. And later, when the MC walks in at the wrong timing and just stands there, rock hard, they pretend not to see him for a couple seconds too long. That kind of slow, mean tease is all over the game. The adventure part is more like wandering around, checking rooms at slightly wrong times, listening at doors, picking small choices that change if mom ends the night with a glass of wine or with your dick in her mouth. Also there is this one dumb little thing: the footjob UI prompt is super tiny, like this little icon that I keep missing, and every time I want toes around my cock I click the wrong spot and open the phone menu instead. Super annoying. I will still do it again.

When it really heats up, it doesn’t shy away at all. There are proper anal scenes where you actually see her relax, then tense, then start to enjoy it, not just a quick cut and suddenly everything fits. Creampies are sticky and obvious, not “blink and you miss it.” Handjobs are not throwaway either, they go on, with slow stroking, thumb teasing the tip, her talking softly or dirty, depending on who it is. Mom’s scenes have that MILF energy, like she is trying to be strong but her body just loves the attention, especially when you sneak in with toys. There is one masturbation scene where she thinks she is alone, lying on the bed using a vibrator, biting her lip, and she keeps whispering your dad’s name at first, then it slips and she moans yours instead. I swear I had to reread the text, like, did she just do that? And yeah, she did. The group sex stuff appears later, when everybody pretends the “we are still a normal family” game is over. You get tangle of limbs, tongues, hands everywhere, a blowjob while you finger someone else, maybe a sister riding you while mom sits on your face, that kind of full chaos that feels wrong in all the right ways. I kinda wish the dad showed up physically instead of just being a voice on the phone, but at same time, his absence is what makes all this heat up, so whatever. In the end you’re just there, mouse in hand, juggling choices like “be a good son” or “cum inside mom again” while the horizon of “better life” gets very, very wet.

Morty wakes up in some fucked up parallel universe where everything looks kind of familiar, but just wrong enough that you know the writers were horny first and logical second. You’re basically walking disaster Morty, trying to find a way back home while getting dragged into every kind of sexual mess the multiverse can cough up. One minute you’re arguing with a tentacled thing that technically counts as “alien biology”, next minute you’re balls-deep in a cosplay version of someone you absolutely recognize, pretending it’s not fanart gone too far. The game leans hard into parody, not subtle at all, just full-on “what if this character was naked and way too into you” energy. Half the fun is just waiting to see which familiar face turns up to humiliate you, seduce you, blackmail you, or all three in the same scene.

What actually surprised me is how often the choices matter in a small, petty way. Like, you pick the “coward” dialogue option in one early blowjob scene, and ten minutes later you’re getting teased for being a virgin pussy while someone uses your face like a chair. There’s a strong rhythm of “do something stupid, get rewarded with pussy anyway”, but the route you take changes the flavor a lot. Sometimes you are the pathetic Morty getting mind controlled into licking boots, sometimes you flip it and abuse a bit of leverage to push a milf into begging for your dick while you pretend you’re not into it. The game jumps from sleep sex to masturbation to lesbian side scenes, and half the time you just stumble into them while trying to act like a responsible protagonist. There’s group scenes that feel like someone took every wet dream from a subreddit and threw them into one room: twins riding you, another girl sucking your balls, someone in the back getting spanked, and if you blink you miss the footjob in the corner. They even go into pregnancy stuff and bukkake, and the game doesn’t stop to ask if you’re okay with it, it just goes “yeah, this is happening now”.

My favorite parts are the stupid little animated loops where barely anything happens. Like, the camera just stays on a slow titfuck while a character keeps talking shit, calling you a loser even as she’s painting your chest with milk. Or a scene where Morty is under some half-assed brainwashing and slowly realizes he’s jerking off on command, with a tentacle wrapped around his leg “just for stability” while an older woman watches and pretends it’s a science experiment. There’s a really nasty NTR edge in some routes, where you watch another guy pound a girl you were trying to romance, and the game rubs it in with close shots and sarcastic dialogue instead of dramatic music. Anal, oral, toys, multiple penetration, it’s all treated like regular Tuesday. Sometimes it’s clumsy, like a foot fetish bit that looks like it was added late and never tweaked, the angles feel wrong and the pacing is off, but it still kind of works because the whole thing already feels like a horny fan project that got out of hand. You jump from gentle teasing to hardcore bdsm spanking in two clicks, no build up, no “character arc”, just horny chaos guided by your half-bad decisions. The writing swings between actually funny sci-fi jokes and weird grammar, then back to sharp blackmail lines that hit harder than they should, and honestly, that messy tone fits the story of a kid thrown through universes where everyone seems more interested in his dick than his survival.

You wake up in this crappy motel room that smells like old smoke and cheap cleaner, with faded Jesus on the wall judging the hell out of you, and somehow you’re the “man of the house” now. Except the house is two rooms stacked with religious girls pretending they’re still living in some holy commune instead of next to a vending machine that eats coins. You’ve got Mother Superior with her tight lips and way too calm voice, the younger sisters trying to act all innocent in those modest clothes that really do not hide the tits they’re packing, and an empty bed that never really stays empty because there’s just not enough space and everyone’s broke. You’re supposed to help them “start from the bottom” again, but let’s be honest, after five minutes you’re thinking about a completely different kind of bottom. You talk to them, run their little errands, peek when the bathroom door doesn’t close right, and that’s when you realize this game really wants you to be a creep. Which is good. Religious guilt and horny tension is pretty much the main ingredient here.

The fun starts small. You get those moments where you pretend to be a gentleman but then “accidentally” walk in on a sister changing, and she bends over to grab her panties and you just see this huge ass stretching that thin fabric. There’s a scene early on where you share a bed with one of them “just for tonight, it’s safer that way” and you lie there, pretending to sleep, watching her chest rise and fall under the blanket. Her tits are massive, no joke, the kind that would cause back problems in real life, and at some point your MC just gives up, gets hard, and you get that great slow corruption vibe. She feels your cock pressed between her cheeks, pretends not to notice at first, then there’s that tiny grind of her hips. Nobody says anything, but suddenly you’re getting a soft, hesitant handjob under the blanket while the cross on the wall is right above you. Perfect mix of awkward and filthy. Later, when she gets more used to you, she doesn’t even hide it. She’ll straddle your lap “to wake you up”, those big boobs spilling out, slide your cock between them and give you a sloppy titjob while trying not to moan too loud because Mother’s in the next room. And when she looks up with that half scared, half turned-on face, drool on her lips, you just know she’s done being a virgin in her head, even if she still lies to herself about it.

What really sells it though are the little scenes that go too far and don’t even apologize. There’s one time you catch Mother Superior praying alone, all serious, eyes closed, talking about “guidance” and “purity”, and you just stand behind her a bit too long, staring at her ass under that robe. The game lets you hover there, gives you the option to leave like a good boy, or stay and push it. If you stay, you brush against her “by accident”, hands lingering on her waist, and she stiffens, keeps praying, but doesn’t move away. You whisper something filthier than you should, and she just breathes heavier. A few scenes later she’s on her knees in front of you, that same prayer position, only now your cock is in her mouth, her lips wrapped tight, tears in her eyes from taking it deep. She looks up while sucking, humiliated and aroused, her hands stroking your shaft, a bit of spit running down her chin. The game actually lets you grab her head and fuck her throat hard, and she chokes, drools, and somehow you still see that “holy” vibe in her face. Then you’ve got the younger sister experimenting with toys she bought cheap online, thinking nobody’s watching. You peek from the bathroom crack while she slides a shiny vibrator between those thick thighs, panties pushed aside, mumbling your name without admitting it. Later she begs you to “just help her a little”, which ends with her on all fours on the motel bed, your big cock buried in her ass while she clutches the stained sheets, moaning into a pillow so Father in jail won’t hear her from heaven or whatever. There’s group stuff too, when they finally give up the act, all of them around you, hands and mouths and tits everywhere, one riding you raw, another using her feet on your shaft while the third licks your balls like a good little fucktoy. It’s not classy, it’s not subtle, it’s messy corruption of a whole little “holy” harem in a trashy motel, and that’s exactly the point.

You start out as this incubus kid that somehow survived a holy massacre, raised by the same warrior chick who was supposed to kill you. By the time the game actually lets you move around, you’re not some crying baby demon, you’re a horny adult with way too much divine “blessing” in your blood and way too much curiosity. The whole world basically hates what you are, but every time someone wants to punish you, it turns into some wild sex scene instead of a sermon. It’s like: “you are a danger to the races” and then two minutes later you’ve got her on her knees, drooling on your cock, trying to keep her pride while you push her head all the way down and watch her mascara die. Most scenes lock you into first-person and you really feel like you’re the one making these women betray their gods, their husbands, their own rules. Sometimes it feels wrong. Then you click the next option and make it worse on purpose.

One of my favorite bits was with this “saint” MILF, all holy voice and fake gentle eyes, who’s supposed to check your purity or something. You can play it respectful, but if you lean into the maledom side, you put her slowly on her back, lift that fancy robe, and just keep pushing until her halo basically falls off. The way her face breaks into full ahegao while she still tries to quote holy lines is ridiculous and hot in a stupid way. And the game doesn’t just jump cut to orgasms, it lets you watch her go from “I’m in control” to “I’m addicted” while you decide if you finish in her mouth, her pussy, her ass, or all of them over several scenes. The creampie angles are extra mean here, because the camera stays close, like it’s trying to make you stare at how deep you’re stuffing these women. Then suddenly you have a foursome in a temple with a dark-skinned warrior, a nervous elf, the saint and your “mom” figure watching from the shadows, and someone is on your cock, someone is riding your face, and someone is licking the other girl’s ass like this is normal religious practice. It’s messy and crowded and kind of confusing to track who’s moaning what, but it hits.

I streamed a censored version of one route on Chaturbate and people in chat kept spamming “this foot scene is criminal” during the part where a proud knight gets forced to kneel and clean you with her tongue. That footjob starts almost as humiliation, like she doesn’t even want to look you in the eyes, and then she begins pressing your shaft between her soles, stroking slow, trying to pretend she isn’t into it. Later, you catch that same girl secretly watching you fuck her squadmate from behind through a half-open door, hand in her panties, and you get a little voyeurism moment where you decide if you drag her inside or keep “performing” for her. There’s also this threesome with your demon side getting tested: one warrior girl, one soft mage, both different races, both on your bed, taking turns sucking you while you finger the other. At some point you just grab the mage’s hair, shove her down, and the other girl sits on your face, grinding so hard you almost forget which one you’re supposed to dominate. The toys show up later, when they try to “rehabilitate” you and end up strapping stuff to you and themselves, trying roleplay scenes that obviously backfire. There’s a ridiculously hot lesbian detour in the barracks too, where two women start “training” each other with a toy, and you decide if you step in or just watch them ride each other raw until they can barely talk. It’s messy, horny, sometimes awkward, sometimes way too much, like someone smashed together a dark fantasy war story and a Pornhub search history, but it sticks in your head for the wrong reasons and the right ones at the same time.

Erik comes back to this private island after a year away and the whole place feels like it’s holding its breath. That is basically the mood of the novel. Sunburnt paradise, empty villa, two twins walking around each other like they’re scared to breathe too hard because one wrong look and they are ready to fuck on the nearest piece of furniture. The story sticks you inside their heads a lot, both him and Lyna, and it hits that awkward horny childhood memory vibe, where you remember things you shouldn’t have stared at, touches that lasted a bit too long, late showers with thin walls. There is no “click this, choose that”, you just sit there and watch the tension grow while they pretend to be normal. It feels slow for a while, almost like the author is teasing you on purpose, with stupidly wholesome things like headpats, soft hugs, holding hands on the couch under some trashy Netflix show. Then there is that first real look, the moment he realizes her ass is not “little sister” anymore, and you can basically hear his brain break in silence. I run NSFW events, I saw people do kink performances in public, and still that quiet bedroom scene with nothing but eye contact and careful breathing felt filthier than a gangbang.

When it starts to go over the line, it really does not bother to pretend it is classy. You get a lot of dirty family talk, like, they lean into the taboo instead of hiding it. She teases him while he is trying to be the responsible one, climbs onto his lap, grinds slow, makes him admit he’s been watching her sleep. There is POV stuff that feels almost too personal, like you are the one between her thighs while she still calls you “bro” and says she shouldn’t like it this much. The game flips between him and her sometimes, and that makes the corruption hit harder, because you see how she talks about being a virgin and in the next chapter she is planning how to get his tongue between her legs without him running away. There is also a lot of focus on small physical kinks: toes on his lips, her foot pressing on his cock while she pretends to watch the waves, her sitting on his face like it’s totally normal. Then their mom Helga is on her way to the villa, and the vibe shifts again. She is not just “MILF appears, dicks out”. She has her own messy thing going on, a controlling presence, a bit of soft female dom energy, and she changes how both twins act. One moment it is this romantic, almost sweet incest bubble, and the next it is him getting jerked off under the table while Helga talks about family values and pregnancy like some twisted sermon. I actually hated one thing: there is a throwaway bit with a phone notification mid-scene, totally killed my rhythm, and then the story never mentions that chat again. It lives rent free in my brain. Still, when the anal and titfuck and all the other stuff finally explode after so much build up, it feels less like porn clips glued together and more like you followed two idiots all the way from “I will just hug you” to “I am going to fill my sister on the same bed we used as kids”. It’s wrong, it’s hot, it’s surprisingly emotional, and it really does not apologize for any of it.

You start with this half-dead hotel that looks like it smells of cheap cleaner and old sex, and somehow it becomes this weird little universe where every floor has a different flavor of horny drama. It looks like a normal dating sim at first, like “oh yeah, I’ll just talk to the girls, raise some stats, classic stuff”, and then three scenes later you’re holding a trembling elf maid by the hips while she tries to act all proper and obedient and ends up squirting all over the new bedsheets you saved up to buy. And you’re thinking: ok, I just wanted romance, why is there a menu option for nipple clothespins in the housekeeping budget. But you still click it.

The hotel thing works too well. Everyone is under your roof, so you bump into them doing absolutely everything. You go into a hallway thinking you’re just going to check repairs, and you catch one girl “cleaning” a window with her tits pressed against the glass, tongue out, full ahegao, while someone down in the street could totally see her. It counts as voyeur and exhib stuff at the same time and the game doesn’t even wink at you, it just lets it happen, like yeah, this is just Tuesday here. You can be the pure romance guy and still the world keeps trying to corrupt you. There’s a religious girl praying in one scene, acting shy like a virgin, and later you’re there timing her orgasm denial with your phone while she begs for just one more thrust and you’re like, ok, maybe I’m not “pure” anymore. I kept telling myself I’m avoiding the nastier paths, and two minutes later I’m watching a lactation event where I was only trying to give comfort and suddenly there’s warm milk and a helpless girl calling you “master” in this shaky voice. Total accident. Kind of.

What really got me is how your role shifts without a big “you are a trainer now” sign. One moment you’re like a soft-spoken manager who buys cute maid outfits and simple cosplay ears, the next you’re running what is basically a private bdsm spa on the top floor, where you decide who gets the collar and who just gets spanked until their ass is bright red and they can’t sit in the café. Some girls push you around too, it’s not just male dom. There’s a yandere type that goes from clingy to “if you fuck anyone else I’ll break their legs” energy, and she rides you so hard you legit feel like the slave instead of the trainer. Then later the same night another girl kneels down in the lobby and gives you a slow, careful blowjob like it’s a love letter, and you remember why you came here for romance at all. But then there’s some fucked up family route on the side, anal stuff mixed with “we shouldn’t do this” whispers, a footjob in the laundry room, a titfuck in the elevator when the doors keep almost opening, group sex in a suite where everyone’s moaning your name at once, and somewhere in the middle of that mess you’re still checking income stats on your phone and thinking about upgrade costs like an idiot. The hotel keeps growing, the harem keeps getting bigger, some girls get their breasts reduced while others suddenly swell up like a fantasy elf breeding project, and you’re walking around your own building knowing exactly which room has a girl quietly masturbating, which one hides a camera for your voyeur habit, and which bed has fresh cum drying in the sheets because you didn’t even bother with pulling out after that last creampie. It’s romantic in the trashiest way, and trashy in a way that somehow still feels kind of sweet.

You’re not the destined hero here, you’re the guy who looked at the Leaf Village and thought, “Yeah, I’m going to fuck this place sideways using psychology, chakra tricks, and pure horny persistence.” The whole thing plays like a sleazy side story that someone cooked up after binging too much Naruto on Crunchyroll and then opening Ren’Py instead of touching grass. You start small, with the “nice” girls who are already around you all the time: Sakura trying to act mature and responsible, Hinata blushing at every breath, Ino pretending she’s not secretly dying for attention, Tenten stuck in permanent side-character mode. They’re not just thrown at you naked from the start. You grind for openings, build fake trust, tease, push boundaries in little scenes, then line up the exact moment to hit them with your control trick and watch the lights go out and the slut switch flip on. First they argue, then they obey, then they help you hunt bigger prey.

The game feels like a trashy mix of visual novel, mobile gacha brainrot, and those old Flash hentai parodies people used to share on shady forums. You’re clicking through dialogue, picking options, saving scum after you say something dumb to Sakura and she shuts you down, then reloading to say the smooth line that gets you closer to her panties. One moment you’re doing “innocent” training sessions with Hinata, your hands “accidentally” on her hips too long, her voice trembling. Next moment she’s on her knees, eyes glazed, deepthroating you because you told her it would make her a better kunoichi. The corruption is slow at first. A handjob she swears is “only this once,” a sneaky grope in the hot springs, a titfuck with Sakura in the hospital storage room while she tries and fails not to moan, the first anal scene with a girl who swore she’d never do that. The game really likes that shift from “no, I shouldn’t” to “please fuck me harder, master” and it milks it in almost every route. Sometimes too much, honestly, but then it throws in group scenes and my brain forgets to complain.

Later on, when the smaller fish are already your toys, it gets nastier in a fun way. You start using them like tools to crack the “big” women: Tsunade, Shizune, Anko, Kurenai, all that juicy sensei energy. There’s this messed up satisfaction when Tsunade, who usually is all attitude and power, ends up on her knees, covered in cum, with Sakura smiling behind her like a good little puppet you trained. Same with Ino using her mind tricks under your orders to drag other girls into a lesbian scene, pretending it’s “training” while you watch and decide when to join in. The game jumps between solo corruption, rough sex with ropes and toys, and messy harem situations where everyone’s sharing your cock, licking each other clean, getting filled one after another until you lose track of who got creampied where. Sometimes it leans more into *** and mind control and it gets really dark, sometimes it turns into goofy fanservice with Tsunade’s tits bouncing like they are made in Unreal Engine with no constraints. It’s not subtle, it’s not classy, and it absolutely doesn’t want to be. This is straight up Leaf Village brainwashing porn where every kunoichi, from shy virgin to strict medic to smug weapons girl, eventually ends up bent over for you, dripping, obedient, and ruined.

Power, tits and dragons, in that order. Whores of Thrones takes the whole Seven Kingdoms mess and asks a very simple question: what if everyone stopped pretending they have honor and just started fucking for it instead. You’re dropped into this twisted court drama where every “deal” is half politics, half who is on their knees, and it leans hard into that. One scene you’re whispering dirty orders in a candlelit sept, next scene you’re watching a proud knight get milked by a monster he tried to stab. The story does that slow corruption thing: characters start with some fake moral line, then a bit of blackmail here, a “do this or I ruin your house” there, and suddenly they are naked in public, on their knees, kissing boots, begging for more. It doesn’t rush it, which I kinda loved and also kinda hated when I wanted to just go straight to hardcore. Sometimes you’ll pick a choice and think “ok soft scene now” and the game responds with anal, a collar, and a smug priest watching. Not complaining, just surprised. Often.

Fan service is insane. Sansa, Arya, Daenerys, Cersei, all twisted versions of themselves, each pushed into their own flavor of kink. There is this one path where your male character gets to break the noble “ice princess” step by step, starting with just making her show her feet, then kissing them, then using them on your cock like it’s nothing, until she goes from disgusted to needy. Long scene, very slow, and honestly the footjob animation and expressions are way better than they should be for a porn parody. Then you flip to another route and you’re playing a girl instead, suddenly on the other side of the leash, teasing another woman, riding her face and using toys on her while you promise to protect her family if she just obeys. Lesbian stuff hits different here, because they make it half affection, half “I own you now”. You can feel the writers grinning when they script a holy woman forced into exhibitionism in front of her own followers, or when a dragon queen ends up bent over a balcony, pretending she cares about the city while you’re just pounding her and talking about who she has to marry next. There’s vanilla pussy grinding right next to anal punishment, incest whispers in the background mixed with religious guilt, some brutal female domination scenes, gay side paths that go from awkward to “oh shit this is rough” in two clicks. It goes from funny parody to “damn, that’s filthy” really fast. And yeah, you can play it on your phone, which is a blessing until you realize you just opened a scene with a chained noble girl licking a boot and a dildo in the middle of your train ride, and now you can’t look anyone in the eye.