There’s a twisted thrill in being one of the chosen few invited to dive into the latest course for a wildly popular MMORPG If you think you’ve mastered the warrior, mage, or that rare druid everyone talks about but barely knows, you’re only scratching the surface of what awaits - this time, you’re stepping into the skin of a Healslut.

Yes, you read that right - the character’s name practically screams its two main skills, now boldly fused into the class title itself, but the real question is can you harness those abilities and turn them into something far beyond mere healing?.

Dive into a world where healing isn’t just a support role - it’s a relentless, intoxicating dance of temptation and control. Each encounter tests your ability to manage your lust-fueled powers while maintaining dominance over allies and enemies alike.

As your reputation grows, so does the intensity of your encounters - from steamy team battles to shadowy, intimate confrontations that push your resolve and stamina.

Are you ready to shed conventional roles and revel in a new kind of power? To not just heal wounds, but awaken hidden cravings and forge alliances through temptation?.

Don’t just play the game - become the embodiment of lust and skill, commanding attention and rewriting the rules of engagement.

Take control, push your limits, and see how far your talents can take you in this unforgettable MMORPG experience.

You start as this scrawny kid who basically got fucked by life before he even hit puberty. Happy little home, mom who actually cares, then some random pirate bastards show up, burn everything, and steal her away like she’s just another treasure chest. He grows up with that hole in his chest, clinging to this “justice” idea, so he joins the marines thinking he’s gonna be a hero. Of course that goes to shit. The game doesn’t waste time pretending the marines are noble. You find out they’re corrupt as hell, they use people, they throw innocents away, and you’re just another disposable grunt. That whole part actually hits harder than I expected in a porn game. One moment you’re chasing promotion, next moment you’re watching “justice” torture someone and you realize you’re the bad guy. Then he flips the table and goes full pirate. Not the Luffy idiot kind, more like “I’ll use this world’s filth to get my mom back and have fun while I’m at it” kind of pirate.

And his fun? Yeah, that’s where the akuma-no-mi comes in. It’s this weird fruit that takes forever to awaken, then suddenly you’re controlling desire like it’s another limb. Not boring mind control, more like you twist reality just a bit and push people right to the edge where they want to be used. So when he picks up his “crew” made entirely of One Piece girls, it’s basically every horny fanfic from old forums mashed together, but actually interactive. Nami acting bitchy and money hungry but melting when you push her into a corner and make her pay her “debt” with a sloppy titfuck on the captain’s chair. Robin, all calm and clever, letting you tie her up and pretend you’re interrogating a dangerous criminal while your hands are everywhere, from her huge tits to her ass, and she’s trying to keep a straight face and failing. Nojiko with that fake tough attitude, straddling you for a slow, wet vaginal ride after a long argument where she pretends she doesn’t want it. Mozu being the surprise favorite, by the way, because there’s this one voyeurism scene where you catch her masturbating in a storage room, whispering your name, thinking you’re not around. You can walk away like a gentleman or just step out, grab her by the hair, and finish what she started. Guess which one I picked. The game loves teasing that choice thing, like a low budget “choose your own adventure” but with way more cum and way less dignity.

The tone jumps between adventure story and straight up pervy as hell. One moment you’re sailing after rumors of the Straw Hats, the next you’re balls deep in some crazy group scene with Nami, Robin and Nojiko taking turns on your cock while the others watch through a crack in the door. The akuma-no-mi lets you push them into stuff they’d “never do” in the original anime, so you get anal drills, messy creampies, tentacle bullshit with sea kings you bait on purpose, toys shoved where they shouldn’t fit, even some heavy female domination moments where Nami literally rides your face and tells you a “real captain” should know how to serve. Sometimes the pacing is weird, like you’re in the middle of a dramatic revelation about your mother and suddenly it cuts to a footjob scene on the deck, toes wrapped around your shaft while you’re trying to care about the plot. Also, whoever decided to make the main character a virgin at the start but then instantly turns him into this sex god after the fruit awakens clearly has never touched a real human body. And I swear, the little UI camera icon for voyeur scenes is like two pixels too far to the right and it drives me insane every time. But when you’re watching Nami and Robin go full lesbian on each other, tongues deep, fingers everywhere, your brain kinda forgets to complain. The game knows exactly what it is: a messy fantasy where justice is fake, pirates are hot, and every big ass and big tits in this universe eventually ends up sweating and moaning under you, or on top of you, or around you, or all three at once.

Dive into the twisted world of Mareth, a maze of globes where you can enter but never escape. You’ve never been the type to bow down to limits, and now every cracked path, every shadowed corner holds a new challenge you’re determined to face. No matter the dangers lurking ahead, you push forward, driven by a hunger that won’t let you quit until you uncover the secret hidden deep within these endless globes.

This isn’t just another quest - it’s an epic struggle carved out in text-based roleplay form, packed full of raw encounters and adult-only content that twist the story into something unforgettable. Each choice you make pulls you deeper into Mareth’s mysteries and forces you to confront more than just physical obstacles. Your mind, body, and desires will be tested as you meet characters who offer both danger and tangled seduction.

Every step is a gamble, and every decision can bring you closer to freedom or plunge you further into the globes’ sinister grip. You’ll gather clues, unlock forbidden secrets, and confront foes who don’t just want to stop you - they want to consume you, break you, own you. But surrender isn’t an option, and your relentless drive keeps you battling through blood, sweat, and temptation.

The game’s rich narrative hooks you with vivid descriptions that breathe life into Mareth’s haunting halls and fiery encounters. The adult content is woven seamlessly with the plot, creating an immersive world where pleasure and peril intertwine. Will you use your cunning and carnal instincts to manipulate others? Or will raw strength and determination be your weapon of choice?

Mareth is a place where no one escapes unscathed - physically or emotionally. As you fight to unravel the truth behind your imprisonment, each chapter uncovers darker layers of corruption, lust, and power struggles that force you to adapt, seduce, or destroy. The choices are yours, and every path leads to consequences you won’t soon forget.

If you thrive on tension, twisted plots, and unfiltered eroticism, this text-based adventure is built for you. Step inside Mareth and test your limits in a world that demands everything from you - resilience, cunning, and a willingness to dive headfirst into the abyss. Are you ready to claim what’s waiting beyond those impossible walls?

Start playing now and see if you have what it takes to survive Mareth’s relentless grip and emerge victorious, or become just another lost soul swallowed by its dark embrace.

Getting an inheritance? Happens all the time. But what if the mansion you receive isn’t just some old building? Now that’s where the real fun begins. It’s a place filled with peril, pleasure, and endless experiences. Today’s mail brought you an offer you can’t refuse - will you say yes? There’s no way you’d pass up on this. Just don’t get careless now. Your decisions could save or doom both our world and the others. Or maybe you just want to fuck every stunning beauty you meet before chaos takes over. Either way, this mansion becomes your playground and your battlefield. Jump straight into a world where lust meets lethal stakes. Discover secret chambers teeming with mystery and raw temptation. Encounter figures who challenge your boundaries and ignite your darkest cravings. Are you going to tread carefully, or throw yourself into the chaos? Every move you make ripples through the fabric of reality itself. At the very least, you’ll get to experience some of the wildest, sexiest encounters imaginable before the curtains close. Ready to take that envelope and step into a world where every choice burns with desire and risk?

You start as this kinda awkward dude who just wants to draw comics and jerk off in peace, and suddenly you’re thrown into your own horny superhero parody. It feels like someone mashed together Marvel, DC, old Cartoon Network ghosts and random JRPG waifus after one too many porn tabs on Chrome. One second you’re walking around a convention trying not to look at cosplayers’ asses for too long, next second some freaky thing hijacks your life and now you *are* your own overpowered OC. The game doesn’t even pretend to be deep about it. You’ve got superpowers, a dick that might as well be a plot device, and this weird freedom to wander around like a sandbox and poke at all these famous faces that look just far enough “not official” so nobody gets sued.

The fun part is how trashy the dialogue leans on purpose. The banter is half horny, half shitpost. Like you talk to a very familiar-looking spiky-haired martial artist’s widow type, and she’s wet and grieving and also somehow into feet, and your character is internally going “this is wrong” while obviously lining up for a titfuck two clicks later. Then you meet this smug thief in black leather with ridiculous big ass jiggle, and she flips between teasing hate-flirting and letting you grope her in a side alley while pretending she doesn’t care. It reads like someone who grew up on Newgrounds porn games and Tumblr memes at the same time and never fully recovered. There’s corruption stuff too, where you watch a heroine who starts out all proud and clean slowly break into doing handjobs just for “research” and by the time you unlock anal or a creampie scene she’s got that ahegao face that makes you pause for half a second, then keep clicking anyway. Sometimes the pacing is weird, like you’re stuck doing small talk or dumb fetch stuff when all you want is to push Wonder Woman lookalike off the moral cliff and get her on her knees, but then you hit a new animated scene, with her choking on your cock and trying to stay heroic, and suddenly you forget you were irritated five minutes ago.

There’s this nice little thrill each time you bump into a new “oh wait, that’s totally her” character. Tifa clone stretching in a way that shows her tits are way too big for physics, Jessie-ish girl talking about “eco-terror” in between jerking you off under a table, some ghost boy parody girl who looks like she stepped out of a rule34 page and into your lap for an oral scene. When the corruption kicks in on them, the lines get nastier. They go from playful teasing like “you wish” to straight up begging for your cum, asking you to fill them, to fuck their ass, to use them as a stress-relief tool. The game rarely holds your hand, which is kind of nice and kind of annoying. One moment you stumble into a footjob scene out of nowhere and you’re like “hell yes, this is exactly why I opened incognito mode”, and another moment you’re walking around clueless, wondering where the next pussy is hiding while the map pretends to be deeper than it is. The animations hit that guilty-pleasure 3D style, bodies bounce in the right spots, creampies look messy enough, and even if some faces go slightly uncanny during ahegao, it just makes the whole thing feel more like a dirty fan project than some clean, soulless product. At some point I caught myself ignoring the “serious” story about being stuck as your own hero and only caring which heroine I could break next. Which is probably the point.

Imagine yourself as a guy who’s been coasting through life with one simple secret - he hasn’t left his mom’s house yet, even though he’s long past adulthood. Everything’s been calm and uncomplicated, until suddenly, a surprising opportunity lands in his lap. He gets an unusual position at a very special facility.

It’s more than just clocking in and out. Dealing with folks doesn’t just feel right, it turns out to be wildly profitable. And it’s all set in this strange, intimate environment where you’re constantly caught between choosing between seductive patients and alluring medical staff - and trust me, picking a side is no easy task.

Luckily for you - you don’t have to choose just one. The boundaries are loose, and the chemistry sizzles from every corner. You’ll dive headfirst into wild, tantalizing adventures that push your limits and awaken desires you never knew you had. Each day on the job throws fresh temptations your way.

This game isn’t about some bland storyline or predictable romance. It’s raw, it’s urgent, and it lets you immerse yourself fully in a world where your choices fuel your pleasure. Brace yourself for an intoxicating ride through lust-filled corridors. The game pulls you deep into provocative scenarios where each decision can lead to a different, spicy outcome.

For those craving wild freedom and intense connections, this is your chance. Don’t hold back. Dive into this twisted playground where everyone’s got a secret and nothing stays hidden for long. You’re not just playing a role - you’re living it, breathing it, and indulging in every electric pulse that courses through your veins.

Are you prepared to let go and surrender to the fire? Jump in and start making moves that will change everything - the patients, the nurses, the atmosphere itself waits for your touch. Feed your wild side and watch your world explode. This game is not just a game - it’s the most unforgettable escape into raw, unfiltered adult fantasy you’ll ever experience.

You have constantly considered yourself as quite overage male, though everything modifications in one moment - the moment when you get up in the fantasy globe full of all types of wonderful creatures! In this globe you are a special specimen... and the very desried trophy for every person! Being hunted down your task is to find yourself a powerful (and sexy!) allies utilizing not your physical stamina however your chamrs and sexual energy which you have actually been collecting for as long and now finally cost-free to expose it!

Imagine waking up in a strange yet captivating place where mythical creatures roam, each eyeing you with a mix of desire and challenge. You're no longer just an ordinary man feeling his age; here, you become the focal point of lust and power. The chase is on; those creatures aren’t just curious- they’re hungry, eager to possess you.

Your weapon isn’t a sword, nor brute force - it’s your charisma, your wit, and the electric sexual aura you exude. For years, you suppressed this energy, doubting its worth, but in this world, it holds unmatched power. Every encounter tests your ability to manipulate desire, forming bonds with fierce and alluring beings who can protect or betray.

Will you surrender to primal desires, or master the game of seduction and power? Dive headfirst into an adult adventure where your deepest fantasies fuel survival and dominance. The hunt has begun - are you ready to play, seduce, and claim your place as the most desired being in this voluptuous world?

At the moment the stars aligned for the first time, the entire Production teetered on the brink of annihilation. But it was delayed by splitting the Creation into three distinct dimensions - assigning one to each siren child whose union would shatter her cherished existence. A Champion was selected to maintain the balance between these three dimensions, ensuring they would never collide again. But now, countless eons later, the stars align once more, the Champion has disappeared... and somehow, only you hold the power to decide the fate of everything.

Step into a universe teetering on the edge of chaos, where your choices carve the path forward. With each move, you unravel secrets and ignite passions that could either save or damn the fractured worlds. This is not a mere game; it’s a relentless journey where every choice burns with consequence.

Enticing siren children, volatile friendships, and taboo encounters beckon you through the fractured planes. Without the Champion, lust and ambition surge unchecked, forcing you into a deadly dance of dominance and submission. Can you master the chaos and forge a future where the three measurements coexist, or will you watch it all burn?.

Get ready to plunge into an explicit journey filled with raw passion, brutal choices, and seductive power plays. Don’t wait - step into the role only you can fill and twist fate with your every move.

The early morning sun streams via the Hokage workplace window, drawing Naruto Uzumaki, Seventh Hokage, from a surprisingly peaceful sleep. No ramen-induced problems this evening, luckily.

He moans, stretching out his constantly aching muscle mass, years of fights and documents hadn’t been kind. He pulls on his Hokage cloak, the acquainted weight picking his shoulders, a consistent suggestion of his obligation to the village.

Today, like any kind of other, is a delicate dance in between political meetings, village-related emergencies, and the consistent yearning to simply ditch all of it. Join his son, Boruto, on some mischievous journey calls to him louder than ever.

He takes a deep breath, a determined smile spreading out across his face. Time to deal with the day, Hokage-style.

But beneath the surface, a restless beast stirs. Behind the political facades, hidden desires and forbidden encounters simmer. This isn’t merely a story about battles or leadership - it’s a tangled web of power, lust, and secrets begging to be unraveled.

Dive deep into Naruto’s world, uncover what lies beneath the cloak. Every choice you make pulls you closer to unraveling passions nobody expected - sometimes tender, sometimes wild, always unrelenting.

Are you ready to step beyond the legend? The village sleeps, but your story starts now.

Enduring endless bullying has made you tough and intelligent, the perfect moment to settle the score is right in front of you. Yet these tormentors aren’t just any dumb jerks - they wear friendly faces hiding vicious, mean-spirited intentions. Your retaliation won’t be simple; it’ll be a wild ride mixing punishment and seductive payback.

You’ve been their target for so long, enduring every sneer and shove, but now you’re the predator, ready to captivate and control. Step into a sultry anime-inspired high school world where every corner hides temptation and daring adventures, where titillation and raw male domination unravel through oral sex, titfucks, and all-out erotic battles.

Dynamic AI-generated scenes make each encounter pulse with raw sensual energy. Every step you take deepens the heated tension, mixing groping and teasing into a potent cocktail. Feel the intoxicating rush as you assert your power over these tempting yet merciless females.

The revenge you seek will taste sweeter than you imagined, wrapped in ecstasy and power. They may look innocent, but the games you play with them will leave nothing untouched.

City of Broken Heroes feels like somebody took a Marvel movie, made the guys squishy and weak, then said “ok, but what if every woman was horny, pissed off, and had zero HR department.” It starts almost normal: you land in this neon freakshow of a city, confused, dick out, no clue how anything works. Then a seven foot tall “hero” in latex and armor collar-checks you with one hand and you realize: alright, I’m a chew toy here. The whole thing is this mix of sci-fi and magic and bdsm where you’re officially a slave, unofficially the pervy glitch in the system who doesn’t stay in his cage.

What I like is how the game makes you feel fragile and dangerous at the same time. Men are biologically weaker, so yeah, women toss you around, sit on your face like it’s a chair, use you as a dildo tester, all that. But once you start picking up these illegal powers and gear, you kind of become the city’s worst customer service complaint. One night I was sneaking through an alley to spy on one of the heroines, got caught by her twin bodyguards, and instead of a normal fight it turned into this “punishment session” where they test different toys on you between turn based combat rounds. You win the round, you get a chance to flip the table and fuck them against the wall. You lose, they edge you with handjobs and oral until you’re begging and they just laugh and walk away. I hated it. I replayed it three times.

The sex itself is very explicit, but it always feels tied to the power imbalance and not just random porn spam. One “training” scene has an older heroine, proper milf energy, using you like a stress ball while she reads reports. She sits in her huge chair, pulls your head between her tits, strokes you with lazy fingers, then without even looking at you tells another girl “see, this is why you keep men on a short leash.” Later, when you finally get strong enough, you crash her raid, blast her shields in combat, and the rematch is you pinning her, fucking that big ass into the desk while she swears she’ll collar you again. She won’t. She totally will, the game loves to remind you who runs things here. Half the fun is that whiplash: one scene you dominate a squad of monster girls, filling them one by one, creampies dripping while they worship your “hidden potential.” Next scene, a different heroine throws you on the floor, sits on your cock, rides you raw, creampie, then snaps a pic for blackmail and makes you clean her boots with your tongue. And you keep going back to that part of town anyway. That’s the vibe.

A husband, a stupid fight, and that sick feeling in your gut when you suddenly notice how short your own shadow looks next to another guy’s. That is basically where this story sits, grinning at you. You follow this poor bastard of a husband who starts the evening thinking he is “the man of the house” and ends up wondering if his wife is getting her pussy filled by somebody taller, thicker, and a lot more confident. The game plays like a teasing lecture about NTR, but not in a cold way. It is like a drunk friend whispering in your ear, “You see that guy talking to your wife? Yeah, that is how it starts.” The visuals sell that uneasy vibe: soft, slow camera-like cuts, those slightly too-long pauses on her lips when she smiles at someone else, her shirt clinging in all the right places, and his eyes squinting like he is trying not to imagine her on her knees, drool on another man’s shaft. The pace is not rushed, it pokes you. You get moments where almost nothing “big” happens, just small looks, off-hand comments, her phone lighting up with a message while she is in the shower and you are left staring at the screen, imagining every filthy word she might be reading.

There is a strong “PSA from hell” vibe, yeah, like some horny officer in a police comedy explaining step by step how your wife goes from “I would never cheat” to getting her ass slapped by a stranger in some cheap hotel on vacation. The husband is technically the male protagonist, but it never really feels like you are in control. You are more like a ghost stuck in his skull, dragged through his jealousy, his twisted fantasies, his humiliation. One scene that hit hard: he is sitting on the bed, replaying his argument with his wife, and his brain starts playing its own porn parody. Suddenly she is there in his mind, bent over the kitchen counter, big tits pressed on the cold surface, some smug bastard gripping her hips while she moans his name instead. The sounds get louder than his own thoughts. Little sticky lip noises, wet slaps, her breathy “harder” that he is not sure she ever said to him in real life. The game leans into that: you never know where reality stops and his corrupted imagination starts. Sometimes you see Sara in normal everyday clothes, then next transition she is in a tight uniform, unbuttoned just enough, or a cheap lingerie set that looks like it was bought for someone else’s eyes. You get flashes of oral, her cheeks hollowed around a thick cock, but it cuts away too soon, almost mocking you. And in the middle of all this, the tone suddenly slides into this weird humor, like a wink to those who know Konosuba jokes and tentacle memes, like the narrator is some half-drunk wiz giving you “NTR survival tips” while the real lesson is just: if you feel it happening, it probably started a long time ago, back when you ignored how she smiled at her “friend” a little too much. The game never holds your hand. It kind of laughs while you squirm.

It starts quiet, like one of those evenings when you swear you’re just checking something small before bed. I thought it was gonna be a quick “help Melory with homework” kind of clicker thing, but nah - this thing gets under your skin fast. The tension builds and then tilts sideways; suddenly you’re the guy making dumb choices while a soft-spoken girl grins like she knows exactly what you’ll do next. It doesn’t feel scripted half the time, more like an awkward memory you’re re-living. The way her voice dips right before teasing a boundary - that’s what caught me. You don’t even realize how deep the game wants to push until every tiny decision spirals into something filthier, or sweeter, depending on your mood.

The strangest part? I actually cared about the damn story for a second. There’s this older woman - Melory’s mom maybe, can’t remember - and she pulls off that fake calm thing way too well. One minute you’re blushing through a foot scene, next she’s lecturing you like some goddess who read your search history. And yeah, it’s heavy on the domination bits, anal teases, stuff that’d make your phone pause mid-loadscreen, but somehow none of it feels cheap. Even the sleep scenes - they make you uncomfortable in that weird way where you still click *next* without thinking. The ASMR moments are hit or miss, honestly; sometimes sexy as hell, other times they just sound like the mic brushing against a pillow, but whatever, it fits the messy, intimate rhythm of the game.

I hate that bottle mini-game though. It’s supposed to be random, but I swear it always lands on the person I didn’t want stripped that round. Maybe that’s the point? It messes with you, keeps that frustration humming right between curiosity and guilt. By the time things twist into those cross-path routes - with trans, maid, interracial, even golden shower endings - you kinda stop worrying about which kink is next and just ride the chaos. The mix of control and shame here works almost too well. Makes you breathe slower. Or hold it. Hard to tell which.

You start the game literally as a corpse, which already feels different from all the usual “new semester at horny academy” stuff. You’re dead, you’re on the table, and then your childhood friend drags in an angel and a demon, does this sketchy ritual that looks like something she half-learned from hentai and half from a scam YouTube occult channel, and suddenly you’re back in your own body. Kind of. You’re still you, just with this creepy awareness that these three girls basically own your second life. And they act like it. From the first POV scene you can feel that vibe: you’re the male protagonist, you talk, you react, but they keep grabbing your face, pushing your head between tits, grinding their big asses on you, like you’re some resurrected toy they saved for their own fun. It slips between teasing and straight up domination pretty fast. One moment the angel girl is all “we only want to help you adjust” with this choir-like soft music in the back, next moment she’s riding you, wings spread, drooling a bit, ahegao face and everything, saying she needs your “holy seed” to stabilize your soul. Sure. Totally medical reason.

The fantasy angle makes the harem thing feel almost logical. You have the childhood friend, who acts like a tsundere milf trapped in a younger body, always pretending she cares about your “safety” while sitting on your lap in just a shirt, rubbing your cock with lazy hips while lecturing you about not dying again. Then the demon girl shows up with horns, tail, big tits barely staying in some cosplay-looking outfit, and she’s pure chaos. She’ll pin you down, sit on your face, use your tongue like it’s contract payment, then five minutes later let you ram her ass until she’s shaking, only to smirk and call you her “pet hero”. There’s this scene where she gives you a handjob under the table while the angel talks about “spiritual balance” and you’re trying to click dialogue options without blowing your load too early. By the way, the clicking sound effect is weirdly loud, I kept thinking my neighbors could hear it more than the moans and that annoyed me way more than it should. Anyway. The monster girl race that killed you is also in the mix, but instead of hating them you basically end up fucking them. There’s a furry type with fluffy ears who pretends to be shy, then suddenly she’s giving you a sloppy blowjob, licking all the way to your balls, looking up with those wet eyes, then pushing your dick between her tits for a messy titfuck that ends in creampie between her breasts and she’s giggling like it’s the best thing ever. Game just shrugs and moves on.

I liked how the camera hugs the POV angle most of the time. When someone gives you a footjob, you really feel like you’re the one pinned on the bed, her toes curling around your shaft, heel pressing against your balls, and the sound of slick skin and her tiny breathy laughs in your ear. There’s a voyeurism bit where your resurrected body isn’t quite “stable” yet, so you wake up half transparent in a room and watch Misaki-like teacher character masturbate on her desk, fingering herself, pressing her big ass against the chair, whispering your name even though she thinks you’re dead. You can’t touch, you can only watch, camera slowly sliding around her as she grinds on her own hand, and then later, when you finally get solid again, she corners you in a corridor and calmly tells you she knows you were looking. Then she grabs your hand, presses it against her ass, makes you grope her in this quiet hallway while students walk somewhere offscreen. She smiles like a predator and edges you on purpose, only letting you cum when she’s got you buried in her pussy, milking you dry with these slow, deep thrusts that feel almost too intimate compared to the wild group sex scenes where everyone is climbing on top of you, swapping from oral to anal to vaginal like it’s a competition. The moans sometimes loop a bit awkward, and a couple of lines sound like they recorded them in a closet, but honestly that roughness kind of fits the whole “forbidden ritual brought you back just to turn you into a walking sex magnet” mood. Also, the way one girl keeps calling you “small fry” even while she’s riding you raw until your cum spills out of her and drips down her thigh really annoyed me. I kept waiting for a scene where you finally shut her up properly, never got it.

Office Rivals starts with something stupidly simple: overtime, dead office air, screens burning your eyes, you hating your life but still trying to win that imaginary productivity war. Then Nanako walks in, all sharp tongue and big boobs pressed into that tight shirt, and suddenly Excel is the last thing on your mind. It feels like that coworker you swear you hate, but you remember how she used to laugh with you in college, how you used to check out her chest and then pretend you were noble. Here it hits way harder, because the game does not pretend this is just cute romance. It lets you be horny, petty, jealous and soft at the same time. One moment you are arguing about who closed the deal, next moment her hand is in your pants under the desk, stroking you slow while the monitor light hits her face. It is intimate and kind of mean at the same time, and I love that.

The whole thing is from your POV, so when she leans in, you see her tits fill the screen, buttons straining, just waiting. There is this one scene in a meeting room where she pretends to be all business, glasses on, talking about quarterly numbers, and under the table she guides your hand under her blouse. Fingers push her bra up, you feel the weight of her tits, and when you pinch, she gasps and tries to turn it into a cough. Then the game just goes all in. She is on her knees between your legs, licking the tip, drool sliding down your shaft. They actually animate the teasing, the tongue circling, her eyes looking up like she is saying "yeah, I win, you lose", while she jerks you with both hands. When you finally shove it between her boobs and start fucking those big soft tits, the physics are not perfect, but somehow that makes it hotter. They even give you internal view when you finally bury yourself inside her, watching the head push deep into her, stretching her open, like you are invading this rival you are not supposed to care about anymore. You do. A lot.

What really messed me up is how the game ties all this filth to your choices. You can play it like an idiot who just wants to pump her full of cum and brag in his head, or like some lovesick fool who pretends the creampie is just "stress relief" while clearly wanting to knock her up. There are multiple endings, so that first time you lose control and finish inside, you are not sure if it is just a hot office accident or the start of a pregnancy route. There is this one path where she holds your dick at her entrance, smirking, saying she forgot her pills, and you can either pull out and watch the cum spray on her belly, or push in and keep thrusting until she wraps her legs around you and milks you dry. Later you see her nipples swollen, a bit of lactation starting when you suck hard, and it is such a small detail but it stays in your mind. The voyeur angle shows up too, like when a coworker almost walks in and you are balls deep in her, her hand slapped on the glass to keep from moaning. I was literally alt-tabbing between this and my work Slack, thinking "if Nanako was real, she would absolutely ruin my life, then make me thank her while she rides me again in that stupid office chair." And I would let her, obviously.

Ryunosuke is that kind of uni grad who feels like he skipped the part where life gives you a main quest. No job, no passion, just this blank “ok, now what?” screen. So he screws off to this fake-Italy place, Stivale, thinking it’s going to be wine, pasta, maybe a summer fling. Instead the first real thing he runs into is a fox-eared swordswoman who looks like she walked out of some horny doujin circle: Serena. Big ass, big tits, armor that protects nothing important, voice that’s way too sweet for the shit she drags you into. She’s basically on a holy mission to punch the country’s corrupt government in the balls, and you, with your totally useless degree, end up as her “strategist” or something. In practice that means one second you’re picking dialog lines to sound cool, the next second you’re watching a monster girl pin him against a ruined fountain and grind on his thigh while he tries to pretend he’s still a virgin gentleman. It doesn’t last long. Obviously.

The funny part is how the game pretends to be a serious fantasy RPG half the time. You’ve got turn based combat with little details that actually matter, like whether you blow your mana on a fire spell or save it because you just know the next fight is going to be some corrupted priestess who spends the first two turns teasing and stripping instead of attacking. Fights are basically foreplay with health bars. A lot of enemies are monster girls, some fully beastly, some just ears and tails, and they do not care about your moral purity. You mess up choices, suddenly Ryunosuke is on his back, armor pieces scattered, getting titfucked by a slime girl who reshapes her chest to wrap around him, all while she milks him so hard he ends up creampying her core. Then in another path, if you play it “heroic”, he holds out, turns the fight around, and you get this slow, romantic vaginal scene with Serena later, where she tries to stay in control and then completely loses it the moment he starts actually moving his hips. The game loves that shift from “I’m teasing you” to “ok fuck me properly right now” and it uses it everywhere: oral scenes where he’s awkwardly licking at first, then she’s grabbing his hair and groping her own tits, begging; anal sex that starts with her acting like it’s just some kinky experiment and ends with her panting like a beast as she leaks and shakes. Sometimes there’s groping in public, under a tavern table, sometimes it’s full group sex in a camp after a hard quest, with everyone swapping positions and someone getting a messy creampie while another girl is busy with masturbation in the corner. There’s cheating too, not spelled out like a moral lesson, just choices where you go “ok, I really shouldn’t” and then do it anyway, and the game quietly remembers for later endings. Some routes end with pregnancy, some with you basically a horny legend surrounded by monster wives, some not so nice. The peeing stuff and the light bdsm show up more as flavor than core, like a fox girl sitting on your face and letting go a bit while she rides, or Serena tying your hands before oral and then totally forgetting you’re supposed to be the one in control. Voice acting is all over the place, in a good way: sometimes cute, sometimes way too raw, those little gasps when the tip slips from pussy to ass by accident and she half-squeals, half-laughs. To get the best out of it, don’t rush scenes, let the teasing play out, actually lose a couple battles on purpose, and when a choice looks like it might ruin the “wholesome” romance, click it anyway and see how much of a mess Stivale can turn into.

Can’t lie, I clicked expecting another copy-paste anime mashup with the usual stiff models and dead-eyed moans, but this one hits different. There’s a sadness under all that skin, like someone coded their fantasies too carefully, you know? I found myself staring at Raven’s face - Batman’s Raven - and thinking, “she shouldn’t be looking at me like that,” while still dragging her into position anyway. Unreal how fast guilt turns into hunger when the animation breathes just right. And maybe it’s because of the Illusion engine doing its sneaky physics thing, or maybe because the transitions are almost clumsy, like real people fumbling with clothes and patience. It’s messy, which makes it hot.

The scenes jump from universes without pretending to make sense. One second I’m in some broken-down Capsule Corp lab, Bulma smirking like she *planned* to get caught; next, Yoruichi’s toes press against my chest, laughing, telling me to look up. I did. Of course I did. The voyeur mode feels wrong in the best possible way - it doesn’t even give you fake morality options, just lets you watch. But then again, maybe that’s lazy design. Or genius. Hard to tell when your brain’s half-melted. The weird part? The sound mix changes depending on position, so D.Va sounds distant if she turns away. I swear no one ever gets audio that intimate, not even those overpriced VR patches on Steam.

Anyway, I could say it’s perfect, but I won’t. Some things twitch too mechanically - the faces sometimes freeze mid-expression, like they remember they’re code. Yet that’s also the charm. You see the seams, and you keep touching them. Like rubbing a wound for pleasure. Half the cast shouldn’t exist in the same space - Orihime beside Tifa beside Samus - but here they crowd my screen like they’ve been waiting forever. Maybe that’s why it works: it’s absurd, obscene, familiar, and somehow lonelier than expected. I closed the browser and immediately reopened it. Couldn’t help it.

City looks almost normal from far away, but when you drop into this game and see that alley, with the corpse still fresh and those glowing symbols scratching the walls, it feels like you just walked backstage into the wrong show. You’re Detective Hart, sure, big coat, serious face, typical noir guy, but the story flips so fast. The ritual doesn’t stop with the dead body, it kind of slides under your skin instead. One minute you click on a weird relic to “inspect evidence”, next minute you’re flat on your back with some smug milf in shredded cosplay heels grinding her huge ass over your chest, explaining “arcane marks” while her tits are basically screaming in your face. The whole point & click thing becomes this slow tease: every hotspot you explore is like someone putting a thumb on your zipper, not pulling yet, just testing the tension.

Artifacts in this city don’t just give power, they pick their toys, and they really like you. There’s this one scene in a run-down club, all neon purple reflections and sticky floor. You’re supposed to interrogate a suspect, female dom vibe from the start, tight latex corset, fake demon horns, that smug ahegao half-smile like she already knows how you taste. You click on her boots first, because of course you do, and suddenly the POV drops right to the floor. She pins your wrists with one heel, toes sliding over your crotch, slow, lazy footjob while she “questions” you about the Queen. Every question is an order. Every answer you get wrong, she speeds up a little. And you kind of want to get them wrong. The game doesn’t shout at you about choices, it just lets you click, react, and then you realize that one tiny decision in a dialogue tree means the next CG is a rough titfuck against a wall instead of a soft blowjob on the couch.

Best part is how messy the sex is with the magic stuff. These cursed relics keep warping scenes. Like, you pick up this small, innocent looking amulet in an antique shop, and when you come back to your motel, the milf landlord is waiting in the hallway in a “just a towel” cosplay that never existed before. You see it in POV, her big tits dripping water, towel half-open, and she starts “helping” you relax from the case. Handjob at first, slow, almost too gentle, then she uses those huge breasts and spits on your shaft, pushing them together, fucking you between them while the amulet pulses somewhere on the nightstand. If you click on her eyes instead of her chest, she suddenly goes full ritual mode, climbs on top, rides you raw, big ass bouncing in your lap while she whispers about the trapped Queen and how your cum is part of the key. She holds you inside when you start to twitch, no choice to pull out, you feel that creampie vibe in the CG, her stomach slightly tense, that satisfied, filthy ahegao like “yeah, that one counted”.

Later, when the anal scenes start showing up, it’s not just random kink. It’s like every time you press too deep into this cursed world, the women press too deep into you. There’s this alleyway callback, where a cosplaying cultist pins you to the hood of a car. She’s in some fake nun outfit that would get you banned from half of Twitch, and she uses your own tie to bind your hands. You think it’s just another blowjob, her lips working up and down, spit glistening, her hand twisting your shaft, but the relic under her garter flares and suddenly she turns around, spreads her big ass, and just sinks down on you in one brutal move. No slow prep, just that one hot, painful-good thrust, her ass swallowing your cock while she looks over her shoulder making full ahegao, tongue out, eyes rolled, like the demon queen is watching through her. And yes, I know I said my favorite was the tender motel titfuck, but I lied, this rough car-hood anal owns my brain now. The teasing in this game is cruel in a fun way: they let you hover right at that edge with a foot sliding along your shaft, or a tongue circling just the tip, then slam you deep into a scene that ends with a messy creampie and a little note somewhere in the UI that another artifact “accepts your offering”. It’s horny, clumsy in spots, the AI CG sometimes makes a thigh too thick or a hand slightly weird, but honestly that makes it hotter, like a dirty sketchbook instead of some perfect poster. Every new scene feels like fuel for a different burlesque number in my head, lots of slow reveals, big ass turns, lipstick marks on detective badges, and a city that moans back when you touch it in the right place.

There’s this weird cozy-horny vibe to Growth Academy that kinda sneaks up on you. At first it feels like some chill school-life VN where you just arrived on this hidden island college, meet a couple of classmates with too-big sweaters and oddly shy teachers, and you think “ok, normal harem setup, I know this”. Then suddenly someone’s boobs are stretching her uniform day by day, another girl’s ass doesn’t fit in her chair anymore, and the game just treats it like it’s as normal as exchanging Line IDs. I liked that actually. Nobody is screaming “oh no I am a freak of nature”, it is more like “my tits grew two sizes again, can you help me carry my books” and then five minutes later you are face first in her cleavage. The whole place feels like a horny rehab center where the cure is more sex. Also the island lore is lowkey interesting even when you came only to see giant jiggling body parts crash into doorframes. I kept telling myself “okay one more scene then I close it and touch grass” and suddenly I’m trying to max out affection with a girl whose thighs could crush a small car, just because I wanted to see what happens if she really lets go during sex. Spoiler: she does not hold back.

The erotic part leans hard into growth, but it does not rush. Some routes are very slow burn, you watch a girl’s body change over many days, clothes getting tighter, camera angles getting more pervy, your MC pretending he is surprised even though you obviously keep choosing the horny dialogue. One of my favorite moments was sneaking into the dorm at night and the game casually drops a sleep sex scene like “oh yeah this is a thing here”. No drama, just you sliding under the covers, touching big warm flesh in the dark while the UI quietly pops up new corruption flags. Then later the same girl acts all innocent in class, except she can’t button her shirt anymore and the teacher keeps looking and you feel like everyone is lying to each other and it turns you on more. There’s futa stuff, lesbian scenes behind the gym, some dommy girls that use you like a toy, a succubus who basically blackmails you with your own dick, group sessions that feel like a school project gone very wrong, and a few “oh shit, did that just count as cheating” moments that made me pause for like two seconds before clicking “continue”. I wish they would stop teasing pregnancy and then not go full explicit with it, but I get it, I still hate it. Also there’s this whole persona-ish schedule and dungeon tone in the background where you manage days, build stats, poke at mysteries, but half the time I forgot about the big island secret and just chased bigger tits and thicker asses like some caveman with a smartphone. It’s messy, horny, kind of clumsy at times, some scenes hit like top tier hentai, some feel like they were written at 4% brain battery, but it has that “one more click” energy that makes you keep an incognito tab open way longer than you plan.

Ava looks like the kind of wife you show on Instagram and pretend your life is super balanced, while in reality your balls are on permanent hostage mode. She is soft, smiley, cuddly, and at the same time somehow talks to you like a therapist who owns your dick by legal right. The game plays into that mood hard. You’re the husband, stuck in this weird mix of romance, edging, and “yes dear” energy, and the whole story slowly twists that into something darker and way more fucked up. It starts like a cozy slow-burn visual novel, all sweet teasing and emotional talks about trust, then suddenly you remember there is a succubus involved and you probably made the worst bargain in horny history. The pace is not for people who just want to open a menu, click “blowjob,” and go fap. You actually sit in long conversations where Ava is talking about feelings, and your brain is screaming “please just ruin me,” and the game kind of answers with “okay, but let’s make it psychologically uncomfortable too.”

Then Alison shows up. Half-sister, total problem, full succubus, and the kind of girl who looks at you like she already knows the exact shape of your kink just from your breathing pattern. The night you see her feeding on some dude feels like you accidentally walked into the wrong Pornhub category and stayed anyway. Instead of running, you do the most porn-brain decision possible: you blackmail a soul-sucking demon into helping you turn your wife into a hotwife. Genius. Absolutely stupid, but genius. This is where the whole thing shifts from “romantic VN” to “erotic thriller with way too much edging.” Alison basically becomes your horny life coach, linked to your head with this telepathic bond that lets her poke your thoughts, whisper stuff while you’re trying not to cum inside Ava, and nudge her slowly toward more teasing, more public flirting, more emotional domination, more “you’re mine, but I might share you.” There is plenty of explicit stuff, but it always comes wrapped in mind games. One moment you’re getting a passionate blowjob from the wife who tells you how much she loves you, next moment you remember Alison is listening in and treating your orgasms like some kind of magical resource. The game plays with hotwife fantasies, voyeuristic moments, hints of cheating, and that sick mix of guilt and arousal where you want Ava corrupted and at the same time you are terrified she will actually enjoy it too much. Sometimes it feels romantic, sometimes it feels like a psychological horror with tits, and sometimes you just sit there thinking “this is so fucked up” while still clicking “next” with one hand.

Bolsdip sounds like the kind of town where nothing happens, but then you walk around for five minutes and suddenly you are watching your hot neighbor masturbate through a half open curtain and pretending this is “part of the investigation”. You play this young detective who comes back home carrying big city attitude, small town trauma, and a dick that keeps voting against professional ethics. On the surface it is this classic mystery thing: weird disappearances, rumors about supernatural shit, people keeping secrets. But the game quietly keeps shifting everything into sex. Every clue, every locked door, every awkward chat in the college hallway somehow slides toward blackmail, seduction, or some fucked up mix of both where you are not sure if you are saving them or corrupting them further. It feels less like solving cases and more like peeling clothes off reality, one layer at a time.

The way it plays is relaxed and a bit messy in a good way. You click around town, poke at objects, wait for certain times of day, and different scenes unlock depending on what you already screwed up or screwed. One run I spent ages orbiting the local professor, this classy-looking woman who talks like she teaches ethics but dresses like she cosplays her own students’ fantasies. Conversation with her starts academic, about motives and perception and all that, then suddenly she is pressing you against her office desk, whispering about “research” while her hand slides down your pants. It’s not just “sex scene, reward, next”. She keeps referencing previous choices, teasing you for hesitating when she first offered to “help you relax”, and if you push back she flips into this cool femdom mode, sitting on her chair and making you kneel between her legs while she explains moral philosophy like it’s foreplay. I wish the transitions between normal talk and horny talk were less abrupt sometimes, but at the same time that abruptness kind of feels right, like how real desire cuts into small talk without asking.

Next door is the milf who looks way too perfect for this shitty little town. She bakes, she smiles, she leans over in yoga pants in a way that absolutely counts as exhibitionism. She acts all caring, nostalgic about when you were younger, but the camera angle really cares only about her tits and her ass. You end up in these situations where you “help” her carry boxes, fix some minor thing in her house, and the reward rapidly goes from a hug to her guiding your head between her legs on the living room couch while some boring TV show is on in the background. There is this one scene where she pretends to be half asleep on the sofa and you are standing there, watching her nipples harden under the shirt, and the game lets you choose whether to be a good guy or quietly slide your hand under the fabric. It feels dirty in a very aware way, like the game is staring right into that part of your brain that always wonders what you would really do if nobody judged you. And then, when you think you have the pattern, the game throws that hidden baocat thing at you, so suddenly you are clicking around locations looking for a ridiculous little mascot that unlocks some extra lewd toy or secret animation. It is silly, breaks the mood, makes you grin, and somehow also makes the next blowjob scene feel more earned, because you hunted a stupid cat for it. The whole thing ends up like a horny detective diary: a slow burn of mysteries, voyeur moments, guilt-flavored orgasms, and the constant sense that Bolsdip itself is getting wetter and weirder the deeper you push.