Fate in this game feels messy and horny at the same time, like the universe got drunk on Tinder and astrology memes. You play this guy who honestly looks like the quiet dude you see in a café scrolling Reddit, but inside he’s this walking pressure cooker of need and soft feelings. He’s not some hentai superhero with a magic dick, he’s just… there, in his room, phone glowing, music in the background, thinking way too much and jerking off to fantasies that feel almost real. The kinetic style makes it feel like you’re being dragged along on rails, but in a good way, like destiny already wrote the script and you’re just watching your own sex life from outside your body. Sometimes I wanted choices, then ten seconds later I was glad I had none, because it let the tension keep climbing without me messing it up.

The romance here isn’t that fake porn “hey step bro” stuff, it’s this slow, awkward orbit between people who clearly want each other but are too scared to say it out loud. There’s a girl who acts confident in public, smiling wide, laughing too loud, and then the second she’s kind of alone with you and the clothes start to matter, you see every little insecurity crack open. Her nipples are hard but her eyes are nervous, that kind of thing. When she starts showing too much skin in risky places, that exhibition thrill hits different, like she’s trying to prove something to herself more than to you. At one point she’s pressed against a window, light from outside on her ass while her hand is down your pants, stroking you slow, whispering nonsense about how “no one can see us” when it’s obviously a lie. The game really milks that heavy silence where nobody talks, just breathing, handjobs, and the tiny sounds of skin on skin. It made me weirdly emotional for no reason, then in the next scene I was just horny again and forgot all that.

What surprised me most is how the lesbian stuff doesn’t feel like some extra category added just to tick a box. It sneaks in soft, like two girls sharing a bed on a trip, touching “by accident,” then it turns into lips on lips, tongue sliding in, and this raw need that’s almost jealous of the male lead, but also not really. Watching her kiss another girl while she’s still thinking about you? That hits like fate being a little bitch. There’s a moment where she’s on her knees, mouth full of cock, hands stroking the shaft, spit stringing down, and you can still see in her eyes that she’s picturing someone else’s fingers on her, like she’s split between paths. Oral scenes are detailed without turning into weird anatomy textbook stuff. Same with the actual penetration: when she finally lets you slide inside her, it’s not just “thrust thrust moan,” it’s that first slow push, her grabbing your wrist, nails digging in, half scared of how much she wants it. I liked the pacing, then sometimes I hated it, because it made me wait too long for the next explicit bit and I’m not a patient person at all. Also there’s this one sound effect that feels slightly off, like a cheap porn loop, and it pulled me out every time, but I guess it’s part of the charm of a prequel. The game feels like catching a glimpse of your future sex life in a dream: not perfect, not polished, a bit embarrassing, but you wake up still thinking about those bodies, those almost-confessions, and you kind of wish destiny would hurry the fuck up already.

This chat-format visual novel hits different when you're watching your fiancée get her world rocked through emoji reactions and text bubbles. Oscar's stuck at home after some accident - honestly, the setup doesn't matter much because what follows is pure psychological fuckery mixed with actual fucking. You've got this weird psychic connection with Lucy where you feel everything she's feeling, which sounds romantic until Logan shows up and starts making her feel things that'll make your phone screen fog up.

The whole thing plays out like you're reading someone else's sexts, except you're the poor bastard whose girl is sending them. Lucy starts innocent enough - "miss you babe" type messages - but Logan's got that smooth operator energy that turns sweet girlfriends into cock-hungry rebels. Watching her transformation through chat logs is weirdly addictive. One day she's asking about dinner plans, next she's describing how wet she got during "study sessions." The corruption arc moves at breakneck speed, which honestly feels more realistic than these slow-burn games that take forever to get anywhere interesting. Though sometimes I wish the pacing slowed down just so I could savor the psychological torment longer.

What really gets under your skin is the choice system - you can play Oscar as the understanding boyfriend type or go full jealous psycho mode. Neither path feels particularly satisfying because you're fundamentally powerless, just reacting to Lucy's increasingly bold adventures. The voyeuristic elements work better than expected since you're experiencing everything secondhand through texts and calls. When Lucy starts sending photos... well, let's just say the chat format doesn't limit the visual storytelling. Multiple endings give you different flavors of heartbreak or acceptance, depending on how much dignity you're willing to sacrifice. It's messy, uncomfortable, and exactly the kind of emotional masochism that makes NTR content so addictive.

There’s this messed up thing that happens when a horror game is actually horny. Your brain keeps trying to decide if it should be scared or turned on, and this thing leans hard into that confusion. You’re stuck in this old college building that feels like that one abandoned wing every campus has, the one people swear is locked “for renovation” since forever. Lights flicker, the hallways go on way too long, doors loop you back around, all that classic paranormal bullshit. Except here, in the middle of all the creepy silence and bloody scribbles on the walls, you’re also constantly running into this ghost woman who looks like she crawled out of a nightmare and a porn shoot at the same time. Long hair, eyes that look like she wants to eat your soul, tits that absolutely do not follow physics, and an ass that makes you forget there’s literal gore on the floor. Half the game you’re thinking “I should run,” and the other half you’re lowkey hoping she catches you again.

The weirdest part is how the “saving yourself” thing sorta becomes optional in your head. You wander the campus trying doors, checking classrooms, hiding, finding notes that make the story darker every time, with little splashes of graphic violence that are just blunt, not artistic. No fancy cutaways, just “oh shit, yeah, that guy is very dead.” Then, in the next scene, you’re pushed into some supernatural sex encounter that feels way too intimate for how monstrous she is. One moment she’s pinning the male protagonist to a desk, grinding on him with those big soft tits bouncing in your face while she rides him like she wants to break his hips, the next moment the lights cut and you hear something wet and not at all sexy somewhere down the corridor. The game keeps letting you think with your dick and punishing you for it, but also rewarding you, which makes zero sense and somehow works. There are scenes where she phases through the wall in front of you, body half transparent, nipples fully not, walks in that slow, predatory way, and you can literally feel your brain going “this is a bad idea” while your hand is already on the mouse or, well, not on the mouse anymore. You get those paranormal moments where she twists her neck at a wrong angle, or her mouth stretches too wide, and then right after she’s riding you slow, whispering shit in your ear you don’t understand, squeezing you inside her like she’s trying to keep you there forever. By the time you realize the campus itself feels alive and fucked up, and maybe you actually do have some weird powers going on, you’ve already decided that if you’re trapped in an endless loop, there are worse ways to spend it than being hunted, scared, and nailed senseless by one obsessive monster girl ghost with a perfect ass and a death problem.

This game hits different when you're scrolling through your phone at work and suddenly realize what you've stumbled into. The premise seems innocent enough - married couple trying to spice things up, right? But then your wife starts getting these text messages and you're watching her face change in ways that make your stomach do weird flips. The animation quality is surprisingly smooth for something that probably took forever to load on my shitty connection, and honestly the way they captured those micro-expressions when she's reading messages from... other people... it's unsettling in the best possible way. You know that feeling when you're watching something you shouldn't be watching but can't look away? That's this entire experience wrapped up in a mobile interface that keeps buzzing with notifications you're not sure you want to answer.

The voyeurism aspect creeps up on you gradually, like slowly turning up the heat until you realize you're completely cooked. One minute you're making innocent choices about date night, the next you're actively encouraging your wife to respond to some stranger's increasingly bold suggestions. The teasing mechanics work better than they should - every decision feels loaded with consequence even when it's just picking what she wears to meet her "friend" for coffee. What gets me is how the game makes you complicit in everything that unfolds, never letting you play the victim card because technically you're the one clicking "yes" to each escalation.

The NTR elements don't pull punches either, which honestly surprised me given how sanitized most mobile games feel these days. Your wife's personality shifts depending on your choices, but sometimes she makes decisions that bypass your input entirely, leaving you staring at animated scenes that make you question whether you're aroused or devastated. Maybe both? The marriage dynamic feels authentic in uncomfortable ways - like they actually understand how couples communicate when they're exploring boundaries they never thought they'd cross.