This one feels like someone grabbed a bunch of messed up fairy tales from an old Tumblr archive, poured too much horny into them, then stitched them together with tape and spite. You jump from one little “chapter” to another, each about a different princess or monster girl, and it never quite behaves the same way twice. Sometimes you’re clicking through choices like a horny gremlin, sometimes you’re stuck on one screen just staring at a princess in chains while deciding if you go full bastard or pretend to be a gentleman for three lines before ruining everything again. It has that cheap 2D CG look that somehow fits perfectly, like fanart that escaped from DeviantArt and learned how to talk dirty.

The Disney parody angle is not subtle at all. One moment you’re in a desert palace with a very not-licensed princess in transparent harem pants, the next you’re watching her milk drip through the fabric because some “blessing” of a magic artifact turned her into a walking cow fantasy. There’s actual choices around that too: keep her as a humiliated slave, drag her to the shop to buy toys and chains, or pretend to “free” her and then chain her to the bed anyway when she tries to run. When the genie shows up, he’s not doing three wishes, he’s doing “how much anal, how much oral, and which hole gets the creampie first.” It sounds crude but the writing has this weird emotional whiplash. You get moments where she spits insults, calls you a monster, you spank her until she does that stupid ahegao face, tongue out, drool, and then three clicks later she’s asking why you didn’t kiss her after you fucked her. Absolutely romantic. Totally normal.

Then there’s the monster girls and the more… questionable stuff. The game does not care about comfort zones. There is ***, humiliation, bestial stuff, that feeling of “oh shit, I should not be aroused by this, and yet here we are.” A lamia coils around your guy, squeezes until he can’t breathe, then uses him like a living dildo. A corrupted princess rides a centaur while you watch and jerk off like some pathetic court wizard who lost control of his own spell. At some point I spent like five minutes just trying to click the right option so I could see the lactation scene loop again, because the way her breasts bounce when the magic spell forces her to squirt on command is genuinely hot in this stupid, low-budget way. And then, in another branch, that same girl is surrounded by a group of guards, getting used one after another, cum dripping out of every hole, and she still has that princess pride in her face like she’s trying not to break while you decide if you go for a handjob ending or shove toys into her until she cracks.

What I like is how inconsistent it all feels, in a good way and also in a “who wrote this at 4 in the morning on Red Bull” way. Some scenes are pure male domination power trip, where you drag a chained girl by the collar, make her lick your boots, force oral until her eyes roll up. Then suddenly you hit a route where a demoness sits on your chest, slaps your face, makes you cum with just her feet and your own hand, and laughs at you for being her little toy. There is one bit I keep thinking about: that stupid little shop screen where you buy a cheap-looking vibrator, take it back to the dungeon, and the scene changes only by this tiny drawn toy in her hand, but the dialogue completely flips her personality. She goes from sobbing *** victim to desperate, horny mess begging you to push it deeper while your character mocks her for loving it. The game pretends to be a light parody, but some of these stories end like a punch in the gut, with the girl broken, collared, used by monsters and men, covered in cum, and you get this short line of text hinting that, in another path, she could have escaped with a girlfriend instead, living a quiet lesbian fantasy far from the palace. You will probably ignore that and reload for the anal gangbang anyway.

A thick, monstrous force drags the barely legal blonde Android into a relentless pounding who can only cry and sob in wild agony, her body squeezed and stretched by a merciless assault.

It’s Cell, unmistakable and cruel, taking what he wants with no signs of slowing. He ignores her desperate screams and whimpers, pressing kisses against her firm curves while relentlessly pounding her tight holes – both anal and vaginal.

Her moans mix pain with twisted pleasure, every thrust sending shockwaves through her body as she nears the edge of losing consciousness. The cold metal skin contrasts wildly with the heated intensity of their violent encounter. She tries to push away, but Cell’s overwhelming dominance crushes all resistance.

This brutal session doesn’t stop anytime soon - it stretches on, exhausting her fragile frame while filling her insides with heated need and dirty passion. Her sopping wet pussy and anus ache deeply, craving every vile inch of his massive cock.

If you crave this dark and twisted scene of forced pleasure wrapped in degradation and sensual torment, you won’t be able to turn away from the madness.

Don’t waste a second longer watching her fall apart under Cell’s brutal lovemaking. Feel the electric tension, hear her cries of despair and lust, and dive into the depths of this depraved android nightmare. Your heavy hand is waiting to join the ferocious carnage – so start now and claim your place in this hostile, erotic world.

Start by teasing a hot woman, using your fingers to strip away each piece of clothing until she is completely naked. You’re not here for casual play; your job is to break her down, training and dominating her with expert precision. With every layer shed, you gain access to an array of provocative toys that let you experiment and intensify the connection. Manage your actions wisely; you must avoid maxing out the refusal bar while focusing on filling the pleasure gauge. Your skill is tested in how well you can control the moment, keeping her on the edge of desire without crossing her threshold. Your hands and toys are instruments of power here, crafting an experience that’s equal parts control and seduction. Control the rhythm of seduction, switching between tender touches and heated toy play to keep her fully engaged. More than just a game, it’s a dark fantasy come alive, where you dominate a willing woman and push her pleasure limits with toys and touch. Take charge of this intoxicating dance of dominance and submission - your playground is set, and the toys are ready.

Imagine if somebody smashed together Witcher fanfic from some horny reddit thread, a corruption sim, and those old Flash-era slider puzzles, then wrapped it in 3dcg versions of Ciri, Triss and Yen that look just different enough to not get CDPR lawyers knocking. That’s basically the vibe here. You’re this random guy in a twisted “what if” version of the Continent where monsters are less scary than pregnancy and everyone’s moral compass is already hanging by a thread. The whole point is simple: talk your way into their heads, fuck up their ideals, and turn the iconic sorceresses and one slightly traumatized white-haired princess into a personal breeding cult that lives and breathes for your cock. It sounds edgy as hell written out, but in the game it feels more like a slow and messy slide into “okay I guess we’re doing creampies in Kaer Morhen now.”

The fun part is how each girl bends differently. Ciri starts all stubborn and righteous, the usual “I’ve seen worlds and you’re nothing to me” attitude, then a couple of sharp choices later she’s grinding on your lap in some ruined tower, talking shit but not actually moving away while you keep pushing her panties aside. The moment when you first decide if you’ll go for bareback with her, knowing the whole breeding angle is a big deal in this world, hits harder than it should in a porn game. Triss is the classic big-tits redhead temptation package, already halfway corrupt before you even touch her. One branch turns her into this needy thing who keeps insisting it’s “just magic experimentation” while you pump another load into her and watch that spell circle on the floor pulse brighter. Another path has her still pretending she’s doing it all for “the greater good,” which is hilarious when she’s moaning loud enough that even a deaf drowner would look over. And then there’s Yennefer: the smug brunette who treats you like an insect until you finally catch her on one weak moment, hand between her thighs under a desk, asking very calm questions while your fingers keep sliding deeper. The first time you drag her from “you’re beneath me” to “don’t pull out” in one scene is actually kind of satisfying in a shitty power fantasy way, although the writing stumbles sometimes, like it can’t decide if she’s broken, in love, or just horny on potions.

What threw me a bit is how one wrong dialogue choice quietly kills a whole route without telling you. You think you’re being clever or “in character” for a Witcher-style world, then suddenly Triss stops visiting your room and Ciri just talks about training again and your cock-worship harem dream is hanging by a thread. There is a corruption meter hiding behind the scenes, you can feel it when a scene suddenly flips from vanilla riding to “press her down and finish inside,” but the game never really bothers to explain it. Sometimes that’s hot, sometimes it’s just annoying, like when I spent three runs trying to get a specific interracial scene with Ciri and a dark-skinned merc guy joining in, only to realize one early “mercenaries are scum” line basically locked the dude out forever. Also, the faces look great most of the time, but Ciri’s white hair clips into her shoulder in one blowjob loop and it drove me crazy, because everything else in that animation is perfect, the way her eyes look up, spit shining your shaft, and then this stupid hair strand just phases through her armor like it’s made of smoke. Still clicked replay on it like five times though. And the creampie shots are surprisingly good for a parody thing: you feel the choice, like, do you risk knocking up a legendary sorceress just to watch her pussy leak onto the sheets, or do you pull out and disappoint her while she pretends not to care? I kept telling myself I’d play “smart” next run, avoid the hardcore corruption, try a more moral path, but I always end up back in that same castle room, hand hovering over the option that says “stay inside her” and thinking yeah, alright, one more time.

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The year is 10191, a time when the universe's most coveted treasure is the addictive spice melange. This rare substance fuels the Spacing Guild navigators, granting them the ability to traverse space with unthinkable precision. But melange only comes from one unforgiving desert planet, Arrakis, known among many simply as Dune.

You are Paul Atreides, son of Duke Leto Atreides, thrust into the brutal politics and deadly intrigues surrounding this barren land. Your family has just been granted control over this dangerous territory by the emperor himself - an honor that comes wrapped in threats and seduction.

Your journey begins at your new stronghold in Arrekeen, where political plots simmer beneath the scorching sun and lust runs wild among courtiers and spies alike.

As you manage your fiefdom, expect to indulge in hard-hitting adult encounters that blend raw desire with brutal power struggles.

This isn’t just a manager game; it’s an adult adventure dripping with parody and erotic tension, where seduction can be as lethal as a knife in the back.

Will you command your forces ruthlessly, or will you fall prey to the temptations that arise in the shadows of Arrakis?

Every choice you make shapes your destiny in this decadent, dangerous landscape where power and pleasure collide.

Take control of your fate and the spice trade in this raw, unfiltered adult game set in the legendary world of Dune.

It’s weird how this game makes guilt feel sexy. You wake up inside someone else’s head - not just anyone, but that stretchy mom-hero everyone secretly had a thing for back when Pixar still pretended innocence. The premise should be grim, revenge and all that, but the tone keeps slipping between sad and horny, like the dev couldn’t decide if it’s therapy or foreplay. The way control shifts feels personal, almost too intimate. It’s not just mind control; it’s like the game’s trying to pry into your own urges while you’re prying into hers. And maybe I’m reading too much into polygons, but when she touches herself, it’s never about lust alone - it’s about realizing her hands aren’t really hers anymore. That mechanic where you can *feel* the resistance in her movements is unsettling in a delicious way.

There’s this one scene with the aunt - yeah, the bakery one - where she talks to you like she *knows* you’re there, like she’s been waiting for the voice in her head to finally answer back. It’s creepy and tender, then suddenly it’s just obscene. I laughed because the transition was so abrupt it felt real. The body models aren’t flawless either, and that helps. A little awkward jiggle, fingers clipping through skin, like even the code itself can’t believe what’s happening. The audio’s inconsistent - sometimes soft breathing, sometimes nothing at all, dead silence while something filthy goes down. It’s that silence that hits hardest. You start thinking, maybe she’s ashamed. Maybe you are.

I hate the damn save menu though. Always pops right when things get heated, like the universe reminding you this isn’t real. But maybe that’s what makes it stick. It’s messy, it’s wrong, and it lingers afterwards like a guilty text you never sent. You’ll probably close it and tell yourself you didn’t enjoy it that much. You’re lying.

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.

I opened Trapfield Hotel expecting cheap jokes, like the kind plastered over the usual porn-jam games that think one good tit jiggle equals writing. But this thing, weirdly, has personality - it doesn’t *care* if you laugh, moan, cringe, or all three. The first scene drops you right into the lobby, naked ego and literal everything else hanging out, and a boss who’s so tall and cocky she might as well have wings. She flirts in that half-mocking way that makes you forget it’s just text on a screen. It’s hot, but not sterile-hot. Like it’s someone smirking behind the monitor, teasing you, waiting for you to mess up your dialogue choice so she can make you regret it with a slap or a forced smile or - well, you can imagine.

Half the time I was laughing though. There’s this bit where you’re delivering towels, and the towel cart bumps into a femboy maid whose breasts bounce like they’re trying to escape gravity. He apologizes three times, blushes, and still finds a way to drag you into the staff room for “training.” The game just *leans* into that ridiculous energy, and somehow it works. It’s obscene and dumb and kind of brilliant. It’s like the dev watched a hundred hentai parodies and then decided to make one that actually feels alive, with just enough self-awareness that it never becomes boring.

Not everything hits - sometimes the dialogue repeats itself, and one room scene had lighting that looked like a fever dream, but maybe that’s on purpose; it kinda fits the corruption tone, like the hotel itself is drunk. The whole thing swings between dominance and submission faster than I can decide who’s winning. I caught myself rooting for the protagonist, then laughing when the milf receptionist literally turned him into her pet for forgetting to clock in. It’s chaotic, wet, over-the-top, and somehow honest, like it knows exactly what kind of filth it’s serving and invites you to enjoy how messy that is. Nothing polished, nothing polite, just raw kink with a wink.