You know what really gets me about this one? The trailer had me thinking it'd be another boring reality show sim where you just tap through dialogue and occasionally pick who to bang. Then about 20 minutes in someone gets their throat cut during what I thought was just a sex scene. Jesus.

The whole setup is this dystopian game show thing where contestants get "eliminated" for real if they lose challenges or break rules. And the sexual content is woven through everything, not just tacked on. There's this one scene early on where you catch two contestants going at it in the supply closet, some interracial action with this tall dark skinned guy and a petite redhead, and you can either join in or use the footage to blackmail them later. The handjob animation is janky as hell though, her wrist bends at an angle that makes me wince for different reasons than intended. But the voice acting during the group scenes, when all three or four people are moaning and the sound mixing actually works, that's surprisingly hot.

The harem mechanics are weirdly implemented. Like you can build this whole crew of people who'll do anything for you, but then the game forces you into these swinging scenarios where you have to share them with other contestants or the producers. There's this one sleep sex scene that I'm still not sure how I feel about, morally speaking. You drug someone's drink during dinner and then visit their bunk later. The game doesn't judge you for it but something about the way the character's eyes stay half open during the multiple penetration sequence made my stomach turn a bit. Probably intentional given the dystopian setting.

What's frustrating is the UI. The inventory system is this clunky mess where you can't sort items and I spent like ten minutes trying to combine two things that looked like they should combine but didn't. The sci-fi elements are cool though, all these sleek holographic interfaces and body mods that affect what sex acts are possible. Some characters have augmentations that let them do things normal anatomy can't, which leads to some creative anal scenes. The violence ramps up gradually so you get desensitized alongside the characters, which is clever writing even if the translation sometimes reads like it went through Google Translate twice. The creampie finish animations repeat too much, same three loops over and over. But that one scene where you're getting a blowjob while watching another contestant get beaten on the monitors above the bed? That'll stick with me whether I want it to or not.

You start as this broke psychology student who basically speedruns failure: no job, no place to stay, no girl, just a suitcase of bad choices and a degree that does nothing. So you crawl back to your mom’s house, which would be depressing if your mom wasn’t a thick, soft, curvy nurse who looks like she escaped from a porn thumbnail by mistake. She’s caring, kind, always busy, and every time she bends over in those tight clothes you remember why Freud should not be taken lightly. Then there are the sisters. The older one is full goth attitude, stacked in the front, absurdly round in the back, with those long black nails that look like they could hurt in the nicest way. She acts like she hates you, like you’re trash under her boots, and of course that only makes it hotter when the game slowly lets you push into that hate, twist it, make it something else. The younger one is all pink and sugar and wide eyes, way too sweet for the filthy shit the game wants you to think about when she leans in close asking for help, her tiny boobs pressed against you, licking a lollipop like a hentai cliché that somehow still works.

The hook is the hypnotherapist. Mom introduces you to this local therapist friend, and because you studied psychology, you end up as her assistant. At first it feels kinda legit: you sit in her office, watch her work with clients, listen to them talk about their problems, see her drop them into trance, repeating phrases in that soft tone. Then after some sessions, something shifts. The game lets you notice how easy it is to steer their thoughts, how a simple suggestion can change behavior, unlock hidden kinks, or break resistance. There is a very particular moment where you’re left alone with one of the patients, she is half under already, and the UI just gives you the option to push deeper or be a good boy. That’s where the whole corruption thing really hits you. This is not just clicking through sex scenes. It’s deciding if you’re going to untie someone’s sense of self and rebuild it in your shape. The same tools that heal are used to turn your mom into your devoted slut, your goth sister into a mindbroken anal toy or a reluctant romantic, your sweet little sister into a creampie addicted doll who squirts on command, or something a bit less monstrous if you want. There is voyeurism everywhere: doors left half open, bathroom scenes where you watch them masturbate, late night sleep sex temptation, the option to slide your hand into panties while they breathe slow and helpless, or shove a toy inside them under hypnosis, teach them that “relaxing” means opening their mouth for deepthroat or spreading their big ass. The game does not blush about race either; there are ebony bodies, interracial setups, a harem angle where every woman in the house and outside slowly or suddenly or violently becomes yours, and if you like to play the male domination route, the writing really leans into calling them slaves, pets, obedient property that still somehow talk back and feel like people, not just dolls. It’s dirty, kind of morally fucked, sometimes oddly romantic, sometimes just pure filth, like when you force a titfuck session in the clinic office between appointments, or when a character you cared about is kneeling, dripping with cum, thanking you for controlling her mind. I kept thinking about whether consent that is created by hypnosis is any consent at all, and then the game would throw another creamy anal scene or a squirt-soaked blowjob at me and my brain went quiet. That conflict between ethics class and porn brain is basically the whole experience.

Vallabelle’s ass bounces different when she’s casting a heal versus when she’s bent over a goblin’s lap getting spanked for mouthing off. I noticed that somewhere around the third corruption path, the one where you let the forest spirit “examine” her magical aptitude while you watch from behind a tree like some kind of cuckolded squirrel. The animation’s crude, sure, but the way her tits squish against the mossy altar. That stuck with me more than any polished triple A nonsense.

The king sends you into this cursed forest for a plague cure, classic fantasy setup, but the real sickness is whatever’s rotting your elf wife’s loyalty meter. Or maybe it’s not rotting. Maybe it’s ripening. The game’s got this teasing rhythm where you’ll be fighting slimes and she’ll complain about the goo in her hair, then five minutes later she’s negotiating passage with a troll by offering a handjob while you stand there holding her staff. The humor is mean, the kind that makes you snort and then feel weird about snorting. Multiple endings branch off how much you lean into the NTR, and the spanking scenes. God. There’s one where she gets bent over a fallen log and the sound effect is just a wet slap repeated twelve times. I counted.

The remake adds some quest mechanics I ignored completely because I was too busy seeing if the magic corruption would turn her nipples a different shade. It does. The 2DCG art isnt winning awards but it knows exactly what it’s doing with the jiggle physics on those big tits during the vaginal scenes. The male protagonist is a blank slate, which works because you’re not here for him. You’re here for Vallabelle’s slow descent from priestess to forest toy, and the game delivers that with a straight face while a plague ravages kingdoms in the background. Priorities.

I keep a folder of screenshots that would get me banned from every platform, and this Yuna parody just earned a permanent spot. Not because it's good. Because it's so aggressively, deliberately wrong that I can't look away. The whole thing looks like someone drew it on a napkin during a fever dream, then scanned it at 72 DPI just to hurt me personally. Yuna's face in one scene, right after the third client, her eyes are pointing in directions that don't exist in three dimensional space. I stared at it for five minutes. My cat jumped on the keyboard and I didn't even notice.

The premise is already unhinged. Yuna's dad is her pimp. She made three grand in one night and now she's giving him a play by play recap like it's a quarterly earnings report. The clients are these grotesque caricatures, one of them is basically just a walking cock with a smiley face drawn on, and the rough sex scenes have this janky, stuttering rhythm that feels less like animation and more like a slideshow assembled by a horny intern who discovered MS Paint's smudge tool. There's a moment where a sound effect plays, this wet slapping noise, and it loops wrong so it sounds like someone clapping sarcastically in a bathroom. I laughed so hard I choked on my drink.

The humor is the only thing holding this disaster together. It knows it's trash. The dialogue is so blunt it circles back to being poetry. "Father, the chocobo breeder wanted to see my limit break." Actual line. I'm not making that up. The visual novel format means you just click through text boxes while the same three static images rotate with minor variations, a nipple here, a tentacle there, wait no tentacles, wrong franchise, but you get the idea. The whole thing runs in browser and somehow still manages to lag. How do you lag a static image? This game found a way. I haven't closed the tab in two days. I think it's part of my personality now.

The loading screen is just a pixelated phone with a cracked screen. Already you know this isn't going to be one of those polished ren'py things with orchestral music and a million branching paths. It's crude, almost deliberately ugly, and that's the whole vibe. Your girlfriend is out with some other guy, a detail delivered with the emotional weight of a weather report, and your mutual friend shows up. She's got that look. The one that says she knows exactly what's happening and she's brought snacks for the show.

The minigame is a rhythm thing, tapping along to a heartbeat that gets faster as she talks. She's not even being cruel, not really. It's worse. She's being... friendly. "Oh, she mentioned he's got really big hands." Tap. Tap. "I wonder if that means..." Tap tap tap. You miss a beat and her smile widens just a fraction. The small penis humiliation tag is there but it's not shouted, it's implied in the way she glances at your lap and then quickly away, like she's embarrassed for you. The cuckolding angle is all off-screen, happening in some other window of reality you can't access, which is somehow more effective than if they showed it. You're stuck in this room with your own imagination and a girl who's having way too much fun watching you squirm.

The humor lands in weird places. There's a moment where she offers you a tissue and the game gives you a dialogue option that's just "...for what?" and her response made me snort out loud. But then the NTR stuff kicks in and it's like, wait, am I supposed to be laughing or feeling hollow inside? The game can't decide either. The reunion at the end, when your girlfriend comes back with her hair slightly messed up and a story that doesn't quite add up, is where the whole thing either clicks or falls apart. For me it was both. The friend's final line is a whisper, almost lost in the static of that cracked phone screen, and I'm still not sure if it was a threat or a promise. The art is janky, the writing is uneven, and I've played it four times.

Ella's got this thing she does with her tongue where it's not even in someone's mouth and they're already making sounds I've only heard in that one app, the one with the purple icon that keeps sending notifications at the worst times. Chronicles of Ella throws you right into the jungle with this futa who's been lost for three days looking for some magic flower called Vellira's Bloom. The art is that kind of rough 2D where the lines aren't quite clean but somehow that makes the groping scenes hit different, like someone drew this with one hand if you catch my meaning.

The monster girls she meets, there's two of them, and the first encounter has this whole back and forth where Ella's trying to talk her way into information but her hands are already wandering. The game's on mobile so you're just tapping through dialogue choices that don't really matter because every path leads to the same place eventually. What I can't get over is how the teasing scenes linger on little details, like the way fabric stretches or how a character's breath changes when they're being watched. The voyeurism stuff is weirdly specific too, there's this one moment where you're hiding behind a tree and the monster girl knows you're there but keeps going about her business anyway, and the whole thing is framed like a bad peep show but in a good way. The lesbian content is mostly between the two monster girls while Ella watches and then joins in, though the futa aspect means there's a lot of oral that goes both ways.

I wish the adventure part was more than just walking between sex scenes but that's probably never changing. The big tits and big ass tags aren't lying, every character is built like they're smuggling melons, and the physics are that bouncy kind of wrong that mobile games always do. The groping mechanic is just tapping on body parts until a meter fills up, which is fine I guess but after the third time you've seen all the reactions. Still, there's this one line Ella says when she first spots the monster girls bathing, something about how the jungle finally provided, and I've caught myself mumbling it at work which is probably not great. The game doesn't explain why the flower matters or what happens after you find it, and honestly I stopped caring about the plot somewhere around the second oral scene where the sound effects are just wet noises that don't sync up with anything.

The audio mix is genuinely wrong. Not broken, just... off. Like someone layered two tracks and forgot to check if they sync. Combat has this tinny little jingle that loops every forty seconds and during a scene where Maya gets double teamed by a shadow demon and its tentacles, the squelch sounds are louder than the voice acting. By a lot. It’s distracting but also kind of perfect? This whole game feels like it was made in a fugue state and you just gotta roll with it.

Right so Maya’s got this absurd futa cock, it’s basically a holy relic, and the game never lets you forget it. The titfuck scenes with that busty milf alchemist are rendered with this weird soft focus, almost like a smeared lens, and it makes the whole thing feel sticky. Handjobs get their own little mini game where you control the rhythm. Miss the beat and she edges herself, which is a mechanic I think. The writing is horny and sincere in a way that catches you off guard. One minute you’re giggling at the monster girl designs, next minute Maya’s having a panic attack about her college grades while getting railed from behind by a hellhound. The mental health stuff isn’t a joke, it’s just... there, wedged between creampies and anal scenes. Doesn’t always land but the whiplash is compelling.

Sandbox map is a mess. Lots of empty space, generic fantasy backdrops, then suddenly a fully animated tentacle pit. The futa/trans tag is central obviously, every encounter revolves around Maya’s dick, and the vaginal sex scenes with the demon queen have this wet slap sound effect that loops poorly. Mobile game format means tapping through dialogue, which gets tedious when you just wanna see the next big ass bouncing. Still, there’s this one masturbation scene early on, no partner, just Maya alone, that’s animated with more care than half the boss fights. Speaks volumes.

The first time a centaur goddess tells you to kneel, you do it. Not because the game makes you, but because her tits are literally glowing and the hand drawn art has this rough, sketchy quality that somehow makes everything filthier. Mounting Olympus doesn't pretend to be anything but a furry adjacent romp through mythology where every conversation ends with someone's legs in the air.

Wish the dialogue had more bite though. The localization feels like someone ran out of steam halfway through, some lines land perfectly with that casual "yeah, you want this" energy, others read like a textbook translation that forgot it's supposed to be porn. Aphrodite's scene has her saying something so stilted I laughed mid stroke. Not ideal. But then Hermes shows up with actual wings and a smirk and suddenly I'm not thinking about grammar anymore.

The gameplay is just clicking through text and picking the obvious horny option. You meet a goddess, she's got some problem, you "help" her, clothes come off. The furry tag is doing heavy lifting here, these aren't kemono style designs, more like humans with animal ears and tails and sometimes hooves. Athena's owl wings unfurling during her scene is genuinely hot in a way I wasn't prepared for. Something about feathers brushing against skin while she's riding you, the artist understood the assignment completely.

There's a minotaur scene that comes out of nowhere and honestly should've been longer. The whole game should've been longer. It's linear, you can't really fail, and it ends right when you're getting into the rhythm of things. The Renpy engine means it runs smooth in browser, no weird lag during the animated bits. But I kept wanting one more goddess, one more weird mythological creature to accidentally seduce. Medusa's not even in this. Missed opportunity.

The whole thing is basically a slider and a picture. You push the beer count up, one by one, and the woman on screen changes. Starts with what the game calls an ugly woman, which is just a crude drawing of someone frowning with bad hair. By beer seven she’s got bigger tits and a smile. By beer twelve the clothes are gone and she’s doing this weird pose with her back arched. The joke is supposed to be beer goggles, right, but the art never gets good. It gets more explicit but never actually hot. The naked version has these balloon boobs that don’t sit right on her chest, like they were pasted on in MS Paint. There’s a muscled guy mode too, same deal, you pour drinks until he transforms from a skinny dweeb into a shredded dude with a cock that just appears out of nowhere around beer nine.

I spent way too long trying to figure out the exact threshold where the nipples show up. It’s beer eight. Beer eight is the magic number for nipples. After that it’s just more of the same, the image doesn’t change much except her mouth opens wider. The humor is supposed to carry it, I guess, this whole “miracles of alcohol” thing, but the joke lands once and then you’re just clicking a plus button watching a static image morph slightly. The hot chick tag is doing a lot of heavy lifting here. She’s not hot. She’s a collection of circles with a bad tan.

There’s no ending. You just max out at some number, I forget, twenty maybe, and the picture stops changing. You sit there with a fully naked cartoon person and a counter that doesn’t go higher. The beer mechanic doesn’t tie into anything else, no dialogue, no reaction from the character, just the visual shift. It’s like a flipbook made by someone who heard about sex but never had it. The muscled guy’s transformation is actually funnier because his head stays the same while his body inflates, but again, once you’ve seen the dick appear there’s nothing left to do. I closed the tab and my browser history looked sad.