Dawn Chorus: Halloween feels like that one horny weekend trip you still think about years later, except it happens in the middle of cold-ass Norway and everyone is a fluffy guy with problems and a nice ass. You play as this bird dude dropped into a science camp above the arctic circle, staying in a guesthouse that looks way too cozy for how much pent-up sexual tension is inside. Snow outside, warm rooms, awkward nerd energy, guys in hoodies, the kind of setting where a simple “hey, wanna share a blanket” suddenly feels like foreplay. It sells itself as wholesome, and yeah, there are sweet moments, but the whole thing sits right on that edge where a shy hand brush on the couch feels filthier than straight-up porn. You’re hanging around with other guys, all furry, all different vibes: the quiet one who looks like he’d break if you kissed him too hard, the friend from your past who knows exactly which buttons to push, the one who tries to act normal during a ghost story but his tail is puffed up to hell. The Halloween angle lets the game push the tension harder: dim lights, fake horror stories, people crammed together in too-small rooms, everyone pretending they’re scared of ghosts when they’re actually terrified of being the first one to say “I like you, like you.”

The lewd part is less “dicks in your face in two clicks” and more “I’m horny because he sat a little too close during the horror movie.” You pick dialogue, you choose who you stick with during night walks, who you follow when they sneak off the living room, and the payoffs feel earned. There are scenes where you stand outside in the cold, breath fogging in the air, this big furry guy beside you, shoulders touching, and the game just lets you sit there in that painful, delicious almost-kiss. Then later it actually lets you go further, and when the clothes start coming off it feels like finally scratching a deep itch. Some routes get very gay and very direct, like hands wandering under blankets and heavy breathing in a guesthouse corridor that really needs better soundproofing. One moment you’re listening to some dumb campfire story, next moment you’re pressed against a wall, kissing so hard you forget the damn ghost subplot even existed. It annoyed me when a choice I thought was flirty turned out to be just “good friend” energy and nothing spicy came out of it, and the pacing sometimes feels like edging for too long, but at the same time that slow burn makes the first time you actually get your tongue in someone’s mouth hit way harder. It’s a cozy Halloween, gay furry romance where the real horror is how turned on you get from a shy smile and a tail twitch.

This one feels like someone took a classic “choose your own adventure” book, ripped out all the filler about dragons and dungeons, and stuffed it full of horny tension between a guy and his mom. No bullshit long prologue, you’re dropped right inside their house with this weird heavy air, like both of them already crossed some invisible line in their heads and now they’re trying to pretend it’s normal. You play as the son, and the whole thing is from his point of view, so every look she gives, every time she leans over with that ridiculous ass and those huge tits almost falling out of her top, you’re stuck inside his skull while he tries to decide if he fights it or just lets himself sink into it. I’m a sucker for those little choice moments where you know one click is “I’m a good boy” and the other one is “fuck it, I’m not turning back,” and this game pokes that button a lot, then stops before it becomes a giant flowchart mess.

The art is that AI-style 2D stuff where sometimes the mom looks too perfect, like some porn search result that somehow loaded in 4K by accident, and sometimes her fingers go a bit weird if you stare too long. But the faces hit hard. Those close ups when she pretends to be annoyed and you can see the blush and the smudge of lipstick, that sells the whole forbidden thing better than any long text ever could. There’s this scene where she’s doing something really normal, like cleaning the living room, and the camera angle just lingers behind her, tight yoga pants hugging that big ass in a way that is absolutely not “motherly.” You get a choice to keep watching or look away, and I actually hesitated, which is dumb, because obviously I’m here to be a pervert. Still, that tiny pause means the game is doing something right. The build up is pretty fast, like it knows you’re here for vaginal sex and watching your own mom ride you stupid, not some fake moral lesson. When the actual incest line finally gets crossed, it doesn’t tease forever. They go from “we shouldn’t” to “don’t pull out” real quick, with that creampie shot where her body shudders and she grips you like she’s scared of losing you and loving it at the same time. Sound is mostly simple moans and breathing, nothing fancy, but when she gasps your name the first time, I had to pause Spotify because it was messing with the mood in a weird way. I wish there was more branching after the first big sex scene, maybe an alternate reaction if you decide to act guilty after filling her up, but it kind of locks in on that path. Still, my brain keeps thinking about what other wrong choices I could have made with her, which is annoying because the game is short and I know it won’t suddenly change into a huge saga, and yet I keep clicking through again like some idiot trying to unlock a hidden route that probably doesn’t exist.

Halloween drinks, shitty plastic fangs, that kind of fake-spooky vibe where everyone’s already thinking about fucking before the first jump scare even happens. That’s the mood here. You’ve got Crystal and Dana doing the “who can show more cleavage without admitting it’s on purpose” contest, Elena pretending she’s above it while her dress is doing absolutely nothing to hide that ass, and Finn trying to act like the only thing he’s eyeing is the cocktail menu. Then somebody throws out the genius idea to keep the party going in an abandoned house by the beach, because horny people in horror stories never learn. It’s a short kinetic ride, no choices, just sit down, click, and let it roll, like when you open Telegram on your phone just to check one thing and suddenly you’re watching some cursed porn thread for 15 minutes straight. Same energy.

The engine part is actually kinda funny to me. It’s simple, yeah, but the 3D models carry personality. The bodies look heavy and real enough that when the girls start teasing each other, tits bouncing, hips pressed against old dusty walls, you can almost hear your GPU go “bro, calm down” even though the game is not that demanding. Crystal is the one who feels like she’s always one bad decision away from taking her top off in public, and here she kinda does that. The exhibitionism ramps slowly, first with jokes in the bar, a hand sliding too low on a thigh, a dare to flash in the old house corridor where every shadow looks like it’s watching. Then you remember this is futa horror, not some softcore pool party. The protagonist packing a thick futa cock under that tight outfit is the real jump scare for anyone in the group who thought they knew what they wanted. There is anal, there is humiliation, there is that uncomfortable moment where pleasure and fear get so close you’re not sure which one is making your dick twitch. And in the middle of all that, the timing stumbles a bit. A key reaction shot lingers too long, a moan subtitle pops slightly off-sync, one bigger scare lands kind of flat and I kept thinking “ok, you could have given me one click to react there”. But then another scene hits where the futa MC gets pushed against a rotting window, ass raised, someone’s hand forcing her to show herself to the beach outside, and the game suddenly remembers exactly what it wants to be.

What I liked most is how the pacing snaps from playful to cruel without asking for permission. One second they’re laughing about costumes, next second someone is on their knees, lipstick smeared, gagging on a thick trans cock while the house feels like it’s listening. The milf energy here is not polite either. Dana feels like that older woman who knows exactly how far she can push humiliation before it breaks you, and she stays right on that edge, grabbing hair, whispering filthy stuff that is way more degrading than the actual acts. Big tits press together, sweat and cheap Halloween makeup mixing while the story calmly reminds you that something in the house is not right. No branching, no stats, no grinding. Just a tight little nightmare where big asses and bigger dicks brush up against rotten walls and the camera is not shy about angles that make you feel like a creep in the corner. If you want to squeeze everything out of it, don’t rush. Let the silences sit. Don’t spam-click past the build-up. Read the lines where they talk shit to each other, where the fear slips into arousal and back. That’s where the horror and the horny really twist together and your brain goes “I shouldn’t be turned on by this” while your body’s like “too late”.

First thing that hit me with this game is how horny the whole “board game” frame actually feels once you’re inside it. You’re not just clicking scenes, you’re basically a pawn on this smug Game Master’s table, getting moved around a dungeon that clearly cares more about tits and teasing than treasure. Every square you land on is like a dare. One moment you’re planning your next “strategic” move, the next moment a monster girl with ridiculous curves is pressing you into the wall and asking if you like your face buried in big ass or big tits first. And the game lets you lean into being a bastard dom or just… melt. It really goes hard on that push and pull between dominance and submission, you can feel it in almost every encounter. Sometimes literally, like when you choose between slapping her cheeks red or letting her ride your face while she laughs at you.

The humor is pretty trashy in the best way, like a dungeon run written by that one horny DM who never got over their monster girl folder. There’s a lot of tongue-in-cheek jokes about crit fails and “rolling for stamina” while a clingy slime girl is jerking you off in three different ways at once. I actually paused to screenshot a scene where the GM basically mocks you for picking the “wholesome” route, then immediately gives you a “bonus” in the form of a monster girl who acts shy but has hands everywhere. Handjobs are everywhere here, but they’re not just copy-paste scenes. Sometimes it’s a casual “reward” on a safe tile, sometimes it’s you pinned down with her using your cock like a joystick while you pretend you’re still in control of the fight. Vaginal stuff hits harder when you’ve actually schemed your way into it, like when you’ve been edging through groping and spanking options and finally unlock a position that feels earned, not just thrown at you.

What I didn’t expect was how much the multiple protagonist thing would mess with my brain. One run I’m this cocky male hero trying to top every monster girl into submission, another run I’m a stacked female champion getting slowly turned into the GM’s favorite toy. Swapping viewpoints changes the whole flavor of the same board, but it’s messy in a good way. You get these strategy moments where you agonize over a tile that might level your character up or might just end with you on your knees, drool on your chin, while some smug demon girl rides you and keeps “accidentally” grinding your weak spot. Sometimes the female dom stuff sneaks up on you. You think you’re the one in charge because you picked all the aggressive options, then the scene flips and suddenly you’re the one begging while she laughs, spanking you like you’re the pet. The simulator vibe shows up in how you shape your role: do you become a cruel bastard, a submissive toy, or that chaotic mix who spanks her monster girls and then gets pegged metaphorically by the GM narrative two turns later. I kinda wish the board color was different but whatever, I’m still thinking about that one scene where a monster girl sits on your lap mid “battle,” guides your hand to her ass, and the GM just writes in a rule that you lose your turn unless you make her cum. I’m not even mad. Just annoyed that the sound for one specific tile is weirdly louder than everything else and now I can’t un-hear it.