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Alright so this My Hero Academia parody thing caught me completely off guard. Like, I went in expecting some basic fanservice nonsense but ended up spending way too much time figuring out how to properly "counsel" Rumi Usagiyama without her kicking my virtual teeth in. The rabbit hero's got this whole tsundere energy mixed with straight-up predator vibes that honestly makes zero sense but somehow works? One minute she's calling you a weakling, next she's grinding against your lap during what's supposed to be a professional therapy session. The AI-generated artwork looks decent enough for what it is, though Midnight's proportions are absolutely ridiculous even by anime standards.

What really gets me is how the dialogue system actually matters here. You can't just mash through conversations hoping for the lewdest option - these heroines will shut you down hard if you come on too strong too fast. Mirko especially seems programmed to test whether you're actually paying attention to her personality quirks or just trying to speedrun to the sex scenes. When I finally unlocked her bedroom scene after like an hour of carefully balanced flirting and psychological manipulation, the payoff felt genuinely earned instead of just handed to me. Though honestly the handjob animations could use some work, they loop weird.

The sandbox structure lets you bounce between different heroines whenever you want, which is perfect for when Midnight starts getting too clingy or Rumi's attitude becomes insufferable. Each girl has her own therapy schedule and mood system that you gotta track, plus there's this weird minigame where you massage their stress points that's way more involved than it needs to be. Sometimes the translation feels a bit off too - like when Mirko says something that's probably meant to be seductive but comes out sounding like a grocery list. Still hit different though, not gonna lie.

This one feels like some horny yaoi doujin artist got drunk, played a couple old-school RPGs on an emulator, and said “ok, but what if everything had dicks and bad decisions.” You start off in this starving farm village where two boys basically cling to each other to stay sane and horny at the same time. Rascal is your main dumbass, all emotions and abs, totally obsessed with his childhood friend, convinced “love will fix everything” while monsters are literally shoving tentacles into people two screens away. The village gets fucked over by the kingdom, everyone dragged off to this place called Satan’s Prison, and you go from cuddly poor romance to “gay disaster shonen hero” in like five clicks. It shouldn’t work, but it kinda does, because the game never slows down to ask if you’re ok with it. It just throws you from one weird situation to another, like “oh no, my whole village is enslaved, also this femboy with cat ears wants to milk me now.”

The RPG part is there, obviously, but it’s less about strategy and more about “how many bad horny choices can I stack before the next scene.” You wander around, smack some monsters, then suddenly you’re getting pinned by a monster girl with too many legs who calls you “bride” while the censor bars do their little pathetic job of “hiding” stuff. They don’t hide much, by the way. The censored bits feel like those cheap mosaic edits in old Japanese hentai, where your brain happily fills the gaps and makes it filthier. Combat is kind of basic, but the game keeps dropping little kinks in the middle of it, like a skill that clearly only exists so some tentacles have an excuse to grab you, or a “training” scene with the elder that pretends to be about power but is just an excuse to make Rascal whimper and kneel. And that elder? Absolute menace. He talks like a wise old sage, but every time he “helps” you get stronger, your clothes come off and someone ends up leaking something. There’s one moment where you’re supposed to be grieving, super dramatic, and the game just throws a futa demon in your face like “cheer up, kid, suck this.” It should break the mood, but the mood was already broken the second a femboy trap in frilly shorts called you “onii-chan” in a prison corridor.

What surprised me is how the romance between the two boys somehow stays sweet even when everything else goes off the rails. You’re getting railed by tentacles, seduced by monster girls with dripping tongues, teased by smug femboys with censored bulges you can clearly see the shape of, and still the game keeps reminding you that Rascal just wants to save his guy from Satan’s Prison and kiss him in peace. It’s almost annoying how earnest it gets, like “bro, I’m literally covered in slime right now, don’t talk about eternal love,” but that contrast makes the filthy parts hit harder. One minute you’re in town buying potions on autopilot, next minute there’s a scene in a barn with a shy trap character who pretends to be innocent until you check under the skirt and then suddenly you’re the one getting pushed against the wall. The pacing is a mess, the morality is non-existent, some scenes feel way too long and there’s one sound effect in a tentacle scene that honestly made me want to mute my speakers forever, but when the game goes full absurd horny anime, it kind of owns it. Best way to play it? Turn your brain volume to low, let every wrong dialogue choice happen, lose on purpose a few times to see what the monsters do to you, and don’t rush to save anyone. Satan’s Prison isn’t going anywhere, and those tentacles are way too motivated.

You win some bullshit promo lottery on your phone, tap through the spam, and suddenly you’re on this tiny island where every woman looks like she escaped from some horny artist’s sketchbook. Huge tits, perfect asses that jiggle when they walk, bikinis that are basically suggestions, not clothes. It feels like a bad ad you’d see on Pornhub, but then the game actually lets you walk around, flirt, mess up your lines, try again, push a little more, and the girls actually react instead of just being click-next dolls. One moment you’re on the beach pretending to care about her “hobbies”, next moment she’s pulling your hand to her chest, squashing your face between those ridiculous boobs, and you’re thinking “ok yeah, this is not subtle at all”. And then it gets even less subtle when she drops to her knees, opens your fly and starts a slow, shiny blowjob that’s fully animated, tongue and spit and all, and you’re kinda impressed the devs spent time on how her lips stretch around the tip instead of on the menus, which look like they were made in PowerPoint by a drunk uncle.

It plays like a dating sim that got horny and lost its shame, but in a good way. You pick dialog, you choose where to go, and somehow every decision leads closer to someone’s clothes ending on the floor or “accidentally” on the sand where everyone can see everything. There’s this one girl who keeps pretending she’s shy, hiding behind a towel, then “forgets” to tie it properly and you catch a full view of her pussy when she leans over. The game actually lets you stare, of course, and the camera doesn’t even pretend to be respectful. You can just sit there looking at her big ass, watching the animation loop of her shifting weight, cheeks bouncing slightly, and she calls you out for staring but doesn’t move away. Later, when you finally get her alone in a bungalow, she climbs on top of you, lines your cock up with her pussy and rides until you explode inside her, and you see the cum leaking out in a close-up that’s almost too much, like “ok dude, I get it, you like creampies, chill”. I didn’t chill, by the way.

The island is small but the game keeps finding excuses to throw dirty situations at you. You sit at a bar and some chick with massive tits asks if she can “use your lap as a seat”, then pretends to adjust herself until your dick is lined right up under her. There’s a stupid mini-massage thing at the spa where your “hands” definitely spend more time on nipples than on muscles. One scene that stuck with me is when you sneak around some bushes at night, and the game doesn’t even pretend you’re not a perv. You find two girls playing with a vibrator under the moonlight, one of them lying on a beach towel, legs wide, fingers digging into the sand while the other presses the toy inside her, then pulls it out slick and shiny. You can just watch, listen to the moans, see her tits bouncing every time she jerks, and then the game gives you the option to “join in” like you’re ordering another drink. Sometimes the pacing is weird, like the game jumps from slow teasing footjob, her toes sliding along your shaft while she grins at you, straight to full-on titfuck where her giant boobs wrap you up and you cum all over her face and chest in the next scene with barely a line in between. But whatever, it’s porn logic. There’s even little bits where you catch girls masturbating alone in their rooms if you show up at the “wrong” time, like one lying on her stomach, grinding on a pillow, moaning into it while the camera basically crawls between her thighs. And then three clicks later she’s acting like nothing happened, which makes no sense, but by that point your dick doesn’t really care about lore.

Summer with this game feels like getting stuck in the horniest slice-of-life cartoon that never aired because every censor on the planet had a stroke reading the script. You play this clueless but very not innocent dude in a house packed with sisters who are way too hot, way too comfortable walking around half naked, and way too into teasing the hell out of you for it to feel like just “family fun”. It starts kind of goofy, like a parody of that loud, chaotic cartoon family everyone knows, with people shouting, slamming doors, random dumb jokes, and the MC just trying to survive. Then slowly it shifts, like, “oh, she’s not just bending over to get something from the fridge, she’s absolutely doing that on purpose and checking your reaction”. There’s a lot of point and click poking around the house, checking rooms, catching someone in the shower, walking in at the worst possible time and then pretending you “didn’t see anything” while the game holds the camera there long enough that yeah, you saw everything.

The pace is weird in a good way. Some scenes feel like chilling on Discord and half paying attention, then suddenly you’re staring at a huge ass on your screen and your brain forgets there was a story. The older sisters are basically walking porn setups. Big thighs, big butts, that smug face like “I know you’re looking, perv, keep looking”. One of them throws out this fake wholesome vibe, acting like a second mom, but her clothes are always a bit too tight, her boobs “accidentally” pressed into your arm while she “needs your help” with something totally basic. Another one is just loud, rude and constantly picking fights, but then she sits on the couch in tiny shorts, legs wide, and the MC is just doomed. The voyeur side of the game hits hard, too. Peeking through doors, spying through cracks, catching them changing, playing with themselves, showering. The game kind of encourages you to be a little bastard. You feel guilty for about three seconds, then the camera zooms in on a wet nipple and guilt takes a backseat.

What I liked is how every sister feels like a slightly different flavor of wrong. The MILF energy one, thick body, soft belly, giant tits hanging in a tank top, talking to you like a kid one minute and giving you a look that would make Pornhub crash the next. The more bratty ones throw out insults, sit on your lap “as a joke”, grind a little too much, pretend they don’t notice your hard dick pressing against them. The humor is actually decent, too. It doesn’t treat itself too serious, it knows it’s a parody, it knows it’s about you trying to fuck your entire household during a “normal” summer vacation. Sandbox format means you’re clicking around, playing little events, unlocking more pervy angles, more risky teasing, slowly crossing the line from accidental nudity to “you’re touching her and she doesn’t tell you to stop”. The incest part is never shy. The writing leans into it with lines that make you pause and go “ok, that’s fucked up” while your hand is already in your pants. It’s messy, horny, loud, and it absolutely feels like it was built for that fantasy where every door you open at home leads to another chance to see a big ass in your face and a sister pretending she doesn’t know exactly what she’s doing.

Man, 18Titans really caught me off guard with how twisted it gets. Like, you think you're getting into some basic Teen Titans parody stuff - Robin gets kidnapped by Slade, classic setup, right? But then this injection scene happens and suddenly you're watching our boy wonder deal with some seriously fucked up body chemistry changes. The way they handle Robin's transformation is actually pretty clever, even if the art style looks like someone traced over screenshots from the cartoon and called it a day.

What really gets me is how they flip the whole "leader of the team" dynamic on its head. Robin's usually this uptight control freak, but now he's dealing with whatever Slade pumped into his system and it's making him... let's say more receptive to certain activities with his teammates. Starfire's scenes are probably the hottest ones - there's this moment where she's trying to "help" Robin with his condition and things escalate real quick. The dialogue is cheesy as hell but somehow it works? Like when she says stuff about Tamaranean healing techniques, you know exactly where it's going but you're still into it. Raven gets some good content too, though her scenes feel more rushed compared to Starfire's elaborate setups.

The corruption mechanic isn't anything groundbreaking but watching Robin slowly lose his moral compass while the team either helps or takes advantage is pretty engaging. Sometimes I wish they'd spent more time on the actual superhero stuff instead of rushing to the sexy bits, but then again that's not really why we're here. Deathstroke shows up later and there's this whole power dynamic thing that gets surprisingly intense. The party scenes where everyone's inhibitions are lowered hit different when you realize how much the injection has changed Robin's personality. It's messy, it's definitely not polished, but there's something weirdly compelling about watching these characters you grew up with in completely inappropriate situations.

This thing feels like someone’s horny sketchbook got turned into a toy by accident, and I kinda love that it’s rough around the edges. You start as this smug master type who clearly thinks he’s some big duel champion of girls, except nothing is really shiny or epic. It’s more like: here’s your first slavegirl, she’s half-finished, her expressions are not fully consistent, and still you immediately start thinking, “ok, how do I break her in without totally wrecking her stats.” It has that early browser hentai vibe, like those old Flash slave sims people pretend they never played but we all did. You’re not just clicking through pictures; you’re juggling mood, obedience, sexual training, money flow, and random events that kick your plans in the balls when you least expect. One day you schedule a nice calm training routine, then some duel request pops up and suddenly you’re rushing to pump her skills so she doesn’t go out there acting like a useless pillow princess in front of the other masters.

The lewd stuff hits pretty quick, but it doesn’t feel like those factory-made VN scenes where you read walls of text before touching a boob. Here it goes more like: “ok, her submission is high enough, now let’s see how far we can push anal training without her totally hating you tomorrow.” The scenes are short, sharp, dirty. When you send her to do whorish jobs to earn money, you actually feel a bit guilty because her affection drops if you treat her like cheap meat too fast, but you still shove her into that job anyway because you want the cash for better toys. I like when a scene unlocks and the girl looks at you with that mix of fear and need, like she knows she’s just property but she also wants your approval so bad she’ll lick anything you tell her to. It’s messed up and sweet at the same time, in that hentai logic way. Sometimes the art is lovely cute and sometimes her body proportions wobble a bit, and honestly that inconsistency turns me on more because it feels like I’m peeking into the artist’s work-in-progress folder instead of some sterile final product. The UI is simple but I kept clicking the clock by accident and suddenly a whole day jumped and I lost a perfect training slot, and now I’m irrationally annoyed at that clock, but I still keep using it.

What really got me hooked was that little loop where you tune a girl like she’s a lewd instrument for those master duels. You grind her obedience, sharpen her sexual skills, then toss her into a match and hope she can outslut the other trainer’s pet. One duel I lost hard because I focused too much on making her a good obedient maid and almost ignored her actual erotic technique. Watching her stand there, blushing, not knowing how to move her hips while the opponent’s girl rode like a porn pro was hilariously humiliating. For her and for me. I went back and changed her schedule: morning oral, afternoon anal practice, evening “special service” with restraints, then a little cuddle session at night so she doesn’t mentally snap. She still complains sometimes, and that tiny pout before she kneels again is exactly the kind of kawaii corruption I collect in my head like trading cards. If you want to squeeze every spicy drop, treat the schedule like a puzzle: mix cruelty with care, push her into filthy training when you see a stat plateau, then pull back and spoil her a bit so she clings to you instead of running in her mind. Use the duels as your exam, use the bed as your classroom, and never trust that stupid clock to behave.

Akabur going after the turtle universe again feels weirdly natural, like of course someone was going to turn Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles into a horny breeding season thing and of course it was going to be him. The tone of this game sits in that space where parody and fetish just fuse, so one moment you’re laughing at how dumb a line is and the next you realize you’re actually kind of turned on by April being passed around by four horny mutants who clearly see her more like a shared breeding toy than a news reporter. The story pretends it’s about “chapters” and “seasons” but what it really does is slowly strip April down from being this confident reporter into a slutty pet for the whole sewer. There is this constant teasing vibe where she still has that bright reporter energy, asking questions, trying to maintain her dignity, while the turtles and Splinter treat her “curiosity” as an invitation to stuff every hole. You get the feeling she’s supposed to resist, at least at the start, but the game never hides it: the whole point is to watch her slide into loving the gangbangs, loving being surrounded by thick mutant cock, to the point where having only two inside her at once starts to feel “low effort”.

What I liked, in a twisted way, is how casual the group scenes are handled. This isn’t one “epic” orgy and credits roll, it’s more like: April shows up thinking she’s here to do some interview fluff piece and suddenly she’s on her knees, face shiny, one turtle in her mouth, another squeezing her tits from behind, one rubbing his tip between her cheeks, while Splinter calmly talks about “training” and “discipline” as if this is just martial arts class with extra fluids. The gangbangs are messy, a bit goofy, and sometimes the dialogue is awkward as hell, but somehow that fits the Saturday-morning-cartoon-gone-wrong energy. It almost feels illegal in your brain, like your inner kid who watched TMNT on TV is screaming while your adult self is thinking “yeah ok but seeing April stretched open and leaking after being pumped full by four different mutants at once is actually hot as fuck”. The game leans fully into that corruption fantasy, too. Not only one-on-one scenes, but moments where April is pinned against a sewer wall, legs spread so wide she can’t close them, two cocks inside her, another grinding against her lips, Splinter watching calmly like he’s making sure his sons are breeding her properly. She gets filled, overfilled, dripping down her thighs, then still asked to clean each of them with her tongue. And she does. There’s no big moral lesson, just a slow, filthy slide into April becoming the unofficial mating toy of the whole turtle clan.

I didn’t expect to feel awkward watching Toph flirt, but this game somehow made me blush like a fool. She’s got that cocky grin, the kind that makes you want to punch her and kiss her right after. The first scene where she’s teasing about “feeling the vibrations,” I laughed out loud - then it got hot so fast I forgot what I was doing. The writing swings between goofy and filthy in a way that feels almost too honest, like the devs couldn’t decide if they were making a parody or just living out a fantasy. I respect that kind of confusion. The music, though - why does it sound like someone recorded it inside a tin can? Anyway, the dialogue choices matter, or at least they feel like they do, until suddenly the story jumps to another girl and you’re left wondering where your pants went.

Azula’s path messed me up a bit. She acts like she’s in control, but there’s this weird tenderness tucked between the insults. You catch her smirking in one scene and it’s not just sexy, it’s kind of sad. I don’t know if that’s intentional or if I’m just projecting. The animations are rough, but in a way that fits. Like, too polished would ruin it. Asami looks almost too clean for this world, like she wandered in from a tech demo and decided to stay because everyone else was naked. There’s something funny about how the game pretends it’s modern - cellphones, neon lights - but then they still talk about bending like it’s normal. I kept expecting someone to check Twitter mid-makeout.

Maybe the best moment was with Ty Lee, not even the sex part, but when she giggles after you pick the dumbest option possible, and the screen just lingers there. It’s awkward and perfect. I think about that more than I should. The save system’s broken half the time, but that almost makes it better - like you’re not supposed to replay, just live with your messy, horny choices. I closed the browser and sat there, kind of empty, kind of satisfied. Weird game. I liked it. I think.