This thing starts with a goddess basically catfishing you. She gives you the whole “save the world from titans” story, all dramatic and holy, but from the first few clicks it’s obvious she mostly wants to throw you into a horny parody universe where plot is just a polite excuse to make the Attack on Titan girls open their legs for you. You play Takashi, this totally average guy who reacts to getting isekai’d with just the right amount of “holy shit” and “ok but where are the tits.” The tone swings between goofy and shamelessly filthy, and it kind of works. One minute they’re talking about humanity’s last hope, next minute Mikasa is on her knees, hair messy, with that dead-serious face still on while she’s choking on your cock like it’s part of the military training. It feels wrong in exactly the way you came here for.

The “multiverse” thing is really just an excuse: different scenes, different setups, same target. You pop around this twisted version of the walls and barracks, and all the familiar locations are slightly off, like a porn parody that forgot to be subtle. There’s banter, there are stupid jokes at all the right times, like the goddess nagging you that if you keep choosing the lewd options the timeline is fucked, while the game itself keeps rewarding you for going full degener*te. At one point I picked a “heroic” dialogue choice by mistake and the scene turned almost sweet for a moment, which felt more illegal than the actual sex. Then the next click had Mikasa grinding on you, riding you with this cold, focused look, like she’s trying to break a training dummy, except it’s your dick. The CG style fits the anime vibe enough so your brain instantly goes “oh, that’s her,” and then it drops the panties and the illusion of canon in the same second. It’s crude, sometimes lazy, sometimes weirdly on point. I hated how the text occasionally repeats the same teasing line, but my hand apparently did not care.

The best bits are when the game remembers it’s supposed to be funny and horny at the same time. Like when the goddess complains you’re corrupting every timeline and then quietly adds a new “nasty” option to the menu. Or when Takashi pretends he’s trying to save humanity while obviously aiming for “save my balls from being full.” If you want to squeeze the most juice out of it, don’t just skip straight to the money shots. Click the sillier choices, let the scenes breathe, piss off the goddess a bit, and take your time watching Mikasa slowly go from stoic soldier to dick-drunk mess. That’s where the game actually feels like a lewd fan letter to the anime, written by someone who watched way too many “what if she sat on my face” TikToks and finally snapped.

This thing pretends to be some big space opera, but it feels more like a horny guy got lost between Mass Effect and a bad hentai doujin and just went “yeah ok, I live here now”. You play a bounty hunter flying around the galaxy, hunting “dangerous women” who just happen to all be hot, stacked and very allergic to clothes. It starts pretty normal: small mission brief, you land on some weird alien station, there is a milf elf captain who already looks like she wants to ride you instead of arrest you. One dialog choice later, you are pinning her to the command table, and the “space justice” is literally you fucking her until her makeup is ruined and she is begging you to cum inside. Story “progression” is usually: find target, argue a bit, she underestimates you, then it is blowjob, rough sex, creampie, some quick joke, next system. Very subtle like a sledgehammer, but it weirdly works.

What I liked is how touch control actually feels natural for fapping, not like some Ren’Py game where you just tap next and pray the text auto goes faster. Here you are dragging dialogue choices with your thumb while your other hand is kind of busy, sliding up to speed through boring lines, tapping small icons to switch from oral to vaginal, or to push her head deeper on your cock when she is “pretending” to resist. There is this scene with an AI-driven ship interface, looks like some hologram milf with glowing tattoos, where you can just keep forcing her to “optimize your stress levels” by sucking you off in different camera angles, and the game lets you loop that instead of pushing you forward. I kept replaying that one with screen rotation off on my phone so I can jerk with the other hand. It plays nice on touch like FapNinja or Nutaku’s browser games, but this one is more direct, less grind, more “here is a monster girl with three tongues, figure out where to put your dick”.

Humor hits and misses. Sometimes it is pretty funny, like when some elf milf crime boss talks big about honor, then two lines later she is riding you, screaming that she is your property and that you better fill her up or she will kill you. Other times the jokes feel like someone watched too much Marvel and tried to copy that, and you just want them to shut up and get back on their knees. There is light parody of all the usual sci fi: you get star fleets, some evil federation, dumb AI assistants who act like they are above everything while literally simulating pussy for you. The hentai logic is strong: every enemy milf, monster girl, alien queen, they all secretly want your cock, and the “male domination” vibe is full on. You grab hair, you make them choke on it, you decide if you cum on their face or deep in their pussy and watch the creampie drip. Sometimes there is a bit of masturbation scene where the “evil” woman pretends she hates you but she is rubbing herself watching you, and you get this stupid grin because it is so trashy but also hot. It is not deep, and sometimes the dialog feels like it was written on a phone in a bus, but when you are lying on your bed with one hand scrolling and one hand stroking, it kind of hits exactly the dirty brain level it aims for.

You wake up in this quiet little town with that annoying feeling that you already fucked up something before even getting out of bed. The locals look at you too long, like they know you from somewhere, but when you push them on it they just smile and act normal. That fake small-town nice. Then suddenly you’re bent over a table in the back of some workshop with a horny wolfman grinding against your ass, and he’s whispering your name like you’ve done this ten times already. You feel every slow push inside, claws on your hips, your own cock pressed against the cold wood. You cum hard, he fills you, it feels too sharp and too real to be a dream. And then you blink and you’re back in your room, clean, alone, your stamina bar exactly where you left it. No mess, no scent, no one remembers shit. Except you.

That’s the main kink here, I think. The game keeps gaslighting you with your own orgasms. You explore town in this loose sandbox style, poking into alleys, stables, a shitty little church that clearly isn’t holy anymore, and every place has someone who either wants to jerk you off, chain you up, or “help you relax” with their tongue. Sometimes you’re in control, like when you grab the cocky fox boy by the throat and shove him to his knees for a sloppy blowjob, making him gag while you hold his ears like a controller. Other times you misjudge your condition, your health drops too low, and you black out right when things get rough. Next scene, you’re waking up with bite marks on your thighs, cum still dripping from your used asshole in the text, but the town pretends nothing is wrong. That part messed with me a bit more than I expected. Like soft psychological horror, just with more anal creampies and collars.

Sex variety is wild but it’s not trying to be “epic” or fancy. You’ve got beasts pinning you down in the barn, a smug cat guy who only gives handjobs at first and then slowly corrupts you into taking him deeper every time, a priest who absolutely does not follow any book I’ve ever seen, public groping when you walk around too worn out and clearly begging for it with your body language. You think you’re topping, but the game loves flipping that on you. One moment you’re dominating some shy dogboy, slapping his ass while you fuck him, next loop he’s the one shoving your face into the pillow and fucking you raw because “you looked tired again”. The transformation stuff sneaks up slowly, too. Little changes after loops. Maybe your cock gets thicker, maybe you wake up with a tail and nobody comments on it like it’s totally normal. That detail feels very chiptune in my brain actually, like when a melody shifts one note and suddenly the whole groove feels off, but cool.

Multiple endings are there but the game doesn’t treat them like a big thing. It feels more like you’re nudging a corrupt save file and seeing how much more broken you can make the town and yourself. Go more submissive and you end up basically the town toy, used in alleys, filled and forgotten. Push more dominant and suddenly you’re the one corrupting them, turning “nice” villagers into cock hungry pets who don’t even understand why they crave you. And still, every “day” you wake up in that same damn room, like a soft reset with cum-stained memories only you can see. It’s all pretty fucked, in a good way, and a little bit in a bad way I don’t actually want fixed. If they polished it too much, it would lose that weird glitchy horny-dream vibe it has right now.

Year 2990, deep space, and you’re basically the kid your teachers warned each other about. Fresh out of school, still smelling like trouble and cheap synth-alcohol, one stupid fight with a pissed-off teacher flips your whole life sideways. His punch doesn’t just send you to the floor, it scrambles your brain in the weirdest way possible. Now your head is glitching with flashes of the future: little clips, seconds ahead, sometimes minutes, sometimes just enough to see someone’s clothes hit the ground before they even start unbuttoning. Not exactly the heroic superpower they write old holo-comics about, but in this universe, that kind of cheat code gets attention fast.

Next thing you know, you’re on a ship pointed at Andromeda. Not a rusty trash hauler, either. This thing is a flying sin palace with a mission attached. Whole crew full of women who look like they stepped out of some NSFW tagged folder you don’t talk about on main Discord. Big curves, tight suits that are clearly not designed for “safety”, and personalities that swing from sweet to absolutely feral depending who you’re talking to. There’s the one who pretends she hates your guts but keeps ending up alone with you in narrow corridors, pressing you into bulkheads and whispering in your ear. The scientist who talks about gene samples for way too long but somehow you both end up naked in a lab chair, her riding you slowly while pretending this is “for research”. And that pilot with the uniform two sizes too small, leaning over the console in front of you so her ass fills your entire view, calmly asking for your “guidance” on a new route like she doesn’t know exactly what she’s doing.

The future flashes mess with everything. You’re flirting and suddenly you see ten seconds ahead: her hand wrapping around your cock under the table in the mess hall. Or you kiss her and your brain jumps forward to the moment you’re buried deep inside her, her nails in your back, legs shaking while you fill her up. Then you snap back and have to pretend you’re not already hard. Sometimes you screw it up completely, say the “right” line too early, and she shuts down on you. Other times you nail it, say exactly what she needs, and it turns into this perfect run where you tease her all evening, then end up on her bunk, hips slamming, her begging you not to pull out while the ship’s engines hum under your feet. Yeah, there’s the whole “build a new world, make contact with aliens” thing going on, lots of big choices, politics, colonies, whatever. But half the time you’re in your cabin DMs, juggling three different girls, trying not to mix up who likes it slow and who wants you to pin her face-first into the mattress and pound her until her voice goes hoarse, leaving her dripping and full of your cum while you get that little flash of tomorrow, where she’s rubbing her belly and wondering if this time you knocked her up.

Everything plays out like a messed up dating sim wired straight into your dick and your bad decisions. You spend breakfast pretending to read mission reports while remembering how last night you had one of them on the bridge console, tits bouncing, your hands full of her ass while she moaned loud enough the ship AI politely raised the music volume. Sometimes you fuck up a choice and end up just getting a quick handjob in a storage room instead of the long, slow fuck you saw in your vision, and it actually stings a bit, like you missed a secret route. Other times you turn a small moment into a full-on harem scene: a future flash of two girls kneeling between your legs, swapping your cock between their mouths, one stroking your balls while the other begs you to cum in her mouth first, and you spend the whole day quietly pushing all the right buttons to make it happen. When it finally does, when both of them end up straddling you one after the other, slick and needy, taking your cum deep inside and moaning when they feel you throb and spill, you realize this isn’t just about being some space hero. It’s about how far you can push it, how many hearts and bodies you can collect around you, turning that glitch in your brain into a path toward a whole galaxy of warm thighs, messy creampies, and a harem that looks at you like you’re not just some punk who threw a punch at the wrong guy, but the center of their universe.