Summer in this game feels like that sticky week in August where everything is boring as hell, you’re scrolling on your phone, refreshing the same three apps, and suddenly you start noticing how your foster mom bends over in the kitchen. It plays right in that lazy suburb vibe: hot air, cheap fan, squeaky floor, and everyone in the house pretending to be normal while their clothes keep getting shorter. You’re the guy stuck in the middle of it, doing fake “quests” to make yourself feel productive while your eyes keep wandering to tits and asses you’re not really supposed to stare at. Of course you stare anyway. The game knows that. It pushes you toward it, slowly, like that first time you hovered too long over someone’s Instagram story, zooming in on the bikini shot.

What I liked is how regular moments get horny for no good reason. You wake up, walk to the kitchen, foster mom is there in a thin tank top with no bra, nipples poking through, and she just “forgets” to notice you’re basically eye-level with her chest when she leans down. The foster sister lounges on the couch in tiny shorts, legs open a bit too much, scrolling TikTok, pretending your gaze doesn’t turn her on. You get small scenes where you “help” her put sunscreen on by the backyard pool and your hand just stays on her ass a little longer, fingers sliding too close, and she shivers and pretends it’s just the wind. The voyeur stuff hits good too: passing by half open doors, catching her taking a selfie in the mirror with her tits pushed together, or seeing foster mom in the shower through fogged glass, hand between her legs, thinking no one is watching. Except you are. You always are. Sometimes the game makes you wait, which is annoying and kind of hot at the same time.

The lewd scenes themselves feel like a teenager’s fever dream that accidentally grew up a little. Handjobs on the couch while the TV is on, her stroking you under a blanket while the sound of some dumb sitcom laughs in the background. Big tits filling the screen when she “teaches” you how to relax, wrapping her fingers around your cock, slow and sloppy, eyes locked on yours like this is just another part of family life. There’s a bit with foster mom bending over to pick something up and if you played smart before, you can step closer, grab her hips from behind, let her feel how hard you are through your shorts. She pretends to resist for half a second, then pushes her ass back into you in this slow, greedy grind. And yeah, the asses here are exactly what the tags promise: big, bouncy, the kind that jiggles when you smack it and keeps jiggling a second too long. Sometimes the pacing drags, sometimes the dialogue feels like it was written by a horny guy who discovered Google Translate, but it sort of matches the messy, not-quite-right vibe of a foster family that suddenly feels way too intimate for comfort. It’s like being trapped in a long, endless, way-too-sexual summer, where every glance is a test and every “innocent” touch can turn into something you absolutely shouldn’t be doing, but do anyway.

Chainsaw Love tries to capture that devil hunter vibe but honestly feels more like someone's first attempt at making a visual novel. You're stuck in this building talking to Makima, Himeno, and Power - and yeah, they nailed the personalities pretty well actually. Makima's got that manipulative charm thing going, Power is chaotic as hell, and Himeno... well she's just trying to get you drunk probably. The whole Love/Lust point system is basic but it works I guess? You click through conversations, try to say the right things, and eventually unlock some spicy scenes. Nothing groundbreaking here but the writing doesn't make you cringe which is already better than half the parody games out there.

The art style screams AI-generated and it shows - sometimes the proportions are weird and don't get me started on how their hands look in certain scenes. But honestly? The character designs stay true to the source material and when you're focused on... other things... you kinda stop noticing the technical issues. The stripping scenes are decent enough and the oral stuff is animated better than I expected. Power's scenes are probably the best ones - her personality really shines through even during the lewder moments. Makima feels a bit too tame compared to her manga counterpart though, like they were afraid to go full psycho with her.

What bugs me is how linear everything feels despite having multiple interaction paths. Sure you can talk, flirt, or ask for favors, but it all leads to pretty much the same outcomes just with slightly different dialogue. The mysterious building setting could've been used for more creative scenarios but instead you're just moving between three rooms having the same conversations. Still, if you're a Chainsaw Man fan looking for some quick fun with your favorite devil hunters, this scratches that itch without being completely terrible. Just don't expect anything revolutionary - it's junk food for horny weebs and sometimes that's exactly what you need.

First impression: I clicked this thing expecting some dumb meme parody and suddenly I’m stuck in a dark, shitty basement with horny robot furries that look like they crawled out of a forgotten FNaF fan forum and got lost on Pornhub. The game really leans into that “security guard stuck in a cursed place with bad lighting and worse decisions” vibe, but here the jumpscares are less about getting killed and more about getting pinned, grabbed, and teased until you stop pretending you’re not into it. One moment I’m staring at some cheap monitor, checking cameras like I’m working a night shift I didn’t sign up for, and next moment I hear those slow metallic footsteps coming closer, and instead of fear my brain goes, “Ok, but what if she actually catches me?” That mix of tension and horny is very stupid and somehow perfect. There’s this one scene where you’re trying to keep a door locked while this big-titted animatronic girl is on the other side, whispering shit that should not sound this hot coming from a robot, and all the while you’re juggling power, timers, and your own self control that dies in the first five minutes anyway.

It plays like a messed-up visual novel slipped into a FNaF-style wrapper. You get these dialogue choices where you can pretend to be professional and then two clicks later you’re asking a furry robot with massive boobs if touching her chassis counts as harassment. Sometimes the choices feel like they don’t matter, then suddenly one weird answer unlocks a scene where she drags you down below, sits on your lap and uses that cold, hard body in a way that makes you forget how to breathe. The pacing is strange in a good way; there’s quiet moments where you’re just watching cameras and listening to distant noises, almost meditative, almost like those focus apps, then the game slams you into a hentai-style close up of slick metal and soft flesh pressed together. I really liked how some scenes tease you for too long, but also I hated it, because I caught myself alt-tabbing to Telegram and Discord just to cool down, then coming back because I “wanted to see another route” which was a lie. There is one tiny thing that annoyed me, the font in some dialogue feels weirdly cheap, like someone forgot to change a default, and I kept staring at it expecting it to fix itself. It never did. The parody side sometimes goes too far, like it throws a reference that almost hits the mark, then trips over it, but that awkwardness kind of fits; like a horny fanfic that somehow became a real game. In the end you’re just alone with the monitor glow, hearing servos whir in the dark, knowing that if you mess up, you won’t die, you’ll just get fucked silly by giant-titted furry robots in a basement that smells like oil and bad decisions. Dare to keep the lights off.

Not even sure why I clicked on that thumbnail, maybe boredom or curiosity, but this thing went way further than I expected. It’s weird how they made Samus look both powerful and humiliated at the same time - like she’s still that cold bounty hunter under all the mess, but the game keeps pushing her into situations that feel filthy in a way that’s almost hypnotic. You start thinking you’re just clicking through another cheap parody, then suddenly you’re adjusting sliders for things you didn’t think you’d ever have control over. There’s something so wrong about it, yet it’s done with a confidence that makes you forget to question it. I don’t even know if that’s good or bad.

The controls are clunky sometimes, especially when you try to switch between the toys - the physics go crazy, and I laughed instead of getting turned on. But then again, when the tentacles start moving in sync with her breathing, that laughter dies real quick. The sound design is grossly effective: too wet, too close, like someone’s recording from inside her throat. I kept muting it and unmuting again because silence felt even dirtier. The “pee” option caught me off guard; I thought it was a joke setting until I saw how detailed the animation was. Maybe too detailed. And the cake thing? I still don’t get it, but it sticks in your head like a smell you can’t wash off.

I guess what hits hardest is how the game doesn’t pretend to be anything noble. It’s pure control fantasy, ugly and honest. Sometimes she looks back at the camera and there’s this flicker - maybe shame, maybe pleasure - and I can’t tell which one turns me on more. The UI is garbage, but you end up forgetting about it, just lost in rhythm and skin and that awful metallic echo when she moans. I closed the tab, opened it again ten minutes later, and hated myself slightly less the second time.