It’s a weird kind of wrong that feels almost too confident about itself. The game just throws you right into this hotel-room-styled tension between Ben and Gwen, like there’s no excuse, no build-up, just quiet breathing and the kind of slow curiosity that only gets worse the more you watch. The control scheme is barely there - you think you’re just clicking around to peek, but then you’re moving hands and lips like you’re trying to pass off an accident as an experiment. The pacing makes it feel like time stretches sideways. There’s that one moment where Gwen turns, half-asleep, and it’s not clear if she knows what’s happening, and you catch yourself leaning closer like a total creep. God help me, I think that’s intentional.

Half the time the audio feels too loud, but maybe that’s the point - it’s not polished, like it’s meant to break the “cartoon world” with uncomfortable realism. The blowjob scene looks like it was stitched together by someone who didn’t care about pretty, just raw motion, the way her throat tightens around him while he mutters things that sound more like apologies than dirty talk. And then when you switch to doggystyle, yeah it’s cliché, but the way the lighting flickers - it’s distracting as hell and, weirdly, kind of hypnotic. The game’s rhythm keeps screwing with you: it slows down on the heavy stuff like missionary creampie and then speeds up when you least expect, like the code itself is embarrassed about what it’s showing. I got annoyed at that. Then again, maybe that’s why I didn’t stop.

You can tell whoever made this knew exactly what nostalgia they were playing with, too. There’s this sick mix of childhood memory and adult hunger that no one wants to admit enjoying. Kind of like watching something too close to a secret. The handjob bit feels almost shy, then the facial lands out of nowhere, breaking the build-up in the most abrupt, stupidly real way. I hate that it worked. I hate that my mouse hand twitched even after the final loop restarted. If that’s not the most human reaction, I don’t know what is.

Lois here is not the nagging sitcom mom from your Netflix background noise, she feels more like that one pornstar who kinda looks like her and leans hard into it. The game throws you right into her POV action without any buildup, no long story about Peter, no stupid cutaway gag that interrupts when things finally get hot. You just get this thick redhead MILF who obviously knows what she is doing and is way too horny to be “just a cartoon mom”. It plays like one of those browser games you open in a hidden Firefox window when you should be filling Excel sheets, except this one actually feels focused on her body, especially her ass and tits, not some random mini puzzles. Lois climbs on the cock almost instantly, and the camera sticks close enough you can practically feel how tight she is when she starts dropping her hips, like she wants to show she can milk every drop out of you with just her pussy first and worry about anything else later.

The thing that got me is how the game treats her boobs like a proper tool, not just background decoration. When she pushes that shaft between her tits, it looks like she has trained for this and probably destroyed a few bras in the process. She presses them together, slides up and down, licking the tip when it pokes near her mouth, and it all feels dirty in a very straight to the point way. No fake romance, just “I am your cartoon housewife and I want that cum.” The switch from pussy to ass is abrupt in a good way, like she gets impatient with her own pussy and wants a deeper stretch. Once the cock sinks in her ass, her expression shifts in that perfect mix of “fuck this hurts” and “do not you dare stop”. The pacing is funny, sometimes she speeds up like a rabbit hopped on caffeine, then suddenly slows, grinding slowly while looking straight at you like she is checking if you are close or just too weak to handle it. Kind of like a party where the music keeps changing volume and you pretend you are fine even when your ears ring.

What really sells it is the final stretch. If you angle the POV right, you get that lovely moment where she pulls off and pumps you with her hand, aiming like a sniper for her own face. The cumshot is not shy, it lands across her cheeks, nose, lips, even some in her hair, and she does not flinch away from it. She almost seems proud wearing it, like “yeah, best wife, proved it.” Sometimes I wished there was a tiny bit more build up, like a short teasing scene where she talks about being bored with Peter, but then again maybe that would just slow it down. The game is short, hits hard, and focuses on the right things: tight pussy bouncing on cock, asshole stretched until you clench just watching, warm tits squeezing a shaft that clearly has no chance, and a messy facial that makes her look nothing like the “family TV” version you grew up with. Honestly, after this, hearing her voice in the actual show just feels… different. In a good, very wrong way.

You ever start a game thinking it’s just another parody and then suddenly you’re watching Delia Ketchum bend over a lab table like she’s about to teach anatomy class the hard way? Yeah, that’s this one. It starts all innocent - Pallet Town, sunshine, that “I overslept again” energy - and then, bam, you’re in Professor Oak’s lab snooping through his stuff and learning he’s been researching... let’s just say “human-pokemon compatibility” in a way no academic journal would publish. The tone flips faster than a Tinder match gone wrong. One second you’re pretending to care about rare species, next second you’re covered in way more than curiosity.

Delia, though - holy hell. They made her look like the definition of “MILF who knows exactly what she’s doing.” She’s got that soft mom energy but says things that would make even Team Rocket blush. The scenes with her feel weirdly personal, like the game’s reading your dirty thoughts out loud. There’s a part where she leans in too close, her voice dripping honey and sin, and you just *know* this isn’t about Pokémon anymore. The writing’s cheeky as hell, half jokes, half filthy confessions, and somehow it works. You’ll laugh, you’ll groan, you’ll maybe question your childhood a little.

The pacing’s messy in that good kind of way - it doesn’t care about logic, just about pushing you deeper into its horny fever dream. You might roll your eyes at the story, but then the next scene hits and suddenly you’re invested in seeing how far the “research” goes. Controls? Who even cares, you’ll figure ‘em out with one hand anyway. It’s trashy, it’s fun, and it’s got that nostalgic kick twisted into something you definitely can’t talk about in polite company. Kind of like if Pokémon grew up, got divorced, and started posting thirst traps at 2 a.m. on Twitter.

Trolls, zombies, and sinister robots have overrun the streets, and there’s only one fierce shinobi girl brave enough to stand against them. Armed with deadly skills and a fearless spirit, she’s your last hope to reclaim the city.

Navigate through swarms of enemies using the arrow keys to dodge and weave. When the moment calls for it, land brutal kicks to their faces with the Z key. But don’t stop there - light up the battlefield with explosive blasts that send your enemies flying sky-high by hitting C.

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Dive headlong into this chaotic, erotic world where danger and temptation collide. The stakes are high, the enemies relentless, and your body is both weapon and prize.

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Don’t wait for rescue - become the unstoppable force that this broken city desperately needs. Push your limits, embrace the chaos, and ignite your darkest fantasies - this is no ordinary game; it’s a raw, unfiltered plunge into violence and lust.