Tifa in a dirty Asgar back alley is honestly one of those ideas that sounds like a shitpost you see on Twitter, then you actually click and suddenly you are sitting there, pants half down, thinking about ethics. The game throws you into this narrow, trashy street corner where Tifa’s “chance encounter” is not really chance at all, it feels more like the city itself is horny and bored and wants to see what happens if you poke her morality with a stick. You move around with simple point & click stuff, nothing fancy, but the way it uses that simplicity is what stuck with me. Clicking a trash can to see if there is something useful in there, then realizing the thing you find is not an item, but a decision that will push her closer to being a public slut or staying that slightly sad “good girl who knows better” is weirdly heavy. At one moment I was carefully choosing polite dialogue, trying to keep her dignity, and five minutes later I was letting her bend over near a flickering neon sign while some random nobody jerked off watching her and the game treated it like a natural escalation, not a sudden “corruption level 100” jump. It creeps up on you. You think you still control the line, and then a new option appears like “maybe flash your tits, nobody will notice,” and of course the whole alley notices.

What really messes with your head is how it uses those AI CG images. Most AI porn games feel like a Frankenstein of mismatched faces and extra fingers, but here the Tifa knockoff is close enough to tick the nostalgia brain, and different enough you start reading her like an alternate universe version. Her boobs are weaponized, obviously, but not only in the “big tits for clickbait” way. You get a scene where she is cornered near a broken streetlight, and two dudes are arguing over who gets to “check if she is really as soft as she looks,” and the camera shifts between her embarrassed face and that tight top about to give up on physics. It feels wrong and hot at the same time, like you are participating in a stupid social experiment about how many times you will click “let them touch a bit more” before you feel like trash. Then the game throws Aerith into the mix and suddenly there is this weird soft romance flavor sliding under all the sleaze. One path has you focusing on Tifa’s spiral into exhibitionism, letting her discover she actually likes being watched, like properly likes it, moaning louder on purpose because she knows there might be someone behind the window. Another bit switches you over to a male POV, looking at her and Aerith almost like collectibles, and I hated how efficient that perspective is. It makes you treat them as reward screens, then suddenly there is a little tender gesture between them, a kiss that is not just porn logic, and your brain has to adjust: oh, shit, maybe they feel something too. The romance is clumsy but honest, like two thirsty people in a city that only respects power and skin. I wish the UI wasn’t so stiff and some of the dialogue didn’t sound like Google Translate drunk on cheap wine, but in a funny way it fits the whole “morals falling apart in a forgotten alley” vibe. It feels broken in the same way the characters are broken. And yeah, that text choice that moves half a pixel when you hover? I’m still irrationally angry about that.

Chun Li has never felt this filthy. Not in the main games, not in the fanart, not even in the old Flash stuff people passed around on shady forums. Here she is, basically glued to your screen with her ass, like the artist was horny and impatient and just skipped the whole “context” idea. No pre-fight, no story, just Chun Li already bent over, panties gone, huge thighs swallowing half the frame, big ass pushed right into your face like she knows exactly why you loaded this and she’s tired of pretending otherwise. The Street Fighter vibe is there, but only as flavor, like a porn parody that doesn’t even bother to change the name. Her boobs bounce like they’re trying to win their own tournament, and they honestly kind of steal the scene, even though the main camera is busy with her pussy and tight little asshole. It’s crude as hell, looks like someone started with “What if Chun Li but fuckable from the menu screen” and just never stopped, and that’s weirdly perfect. I opened it in Chrome on my laptop, headphones on, porn tabs already open in the background, and this thing still managed to pull me in after 10 seconds because of how directly horny it is.

There’s not a lot of explaining to do, which is nice and also stupid at the same time. You’re basically choosing how to use her, dildo or cock, and going to town. The dildo option is almost too nice, like she’s just playing with a toy while you watch, her big tits shaking each time you push it inside, nipples begging for attention. Then you swap to the big cock and it suddenly feels way rougher, especially when you ram it in her ass and watch her whole body react. The animations are simple but the rhythm feels good enough that I caught myself trying to time it like combos in an actual match, which is insane because this is just straight-up hentai fucking. I kept clicking around like an idiot trying to see if there’s more, and then accidentally tapped on her boobs and found the little secret bonus, and yeah, that part hit harder than it had any right to. They really want you clicking her tits, so do that. But be careful, because once the extra stuff starts, the whole thing ramps from “hey, this is a cute porn loop” to “okay, now I’m not getting up from my chair for a minute” very fast. Honestly, it’s kinda trashy, kinda lazy, and also exactly the thing you open when your brain wants Chun Li’s huge thighs wrapped around a cock and nothing else in life matters for a bit.

Didn’t think I’d get caught in feelings from a porn game, but here we are. The thing opens with this guy walking through a campus that looks too clean for any real college, like someone polished every trash bin with baby oil. You’re supposed to be this older dude coming back to study, but it’s pretty clear no one’s thinking about books. The twins show up before you even finish the damn orientation - one’s shy, the other can’t stop teasing him about being “experienced.” I swear the dev knew exactly what they were doing with those first few camera angles. It’s not subtle. But weirdly, there’s a heartbeat underneath all that pixel boob physics. He looks tired when they laugh at him, and that caught me off guard. Then again, the dialogue AI sometimes mixes tenses like a bad translator, and suddenly the mood dies. You ever try to stay turned on while someone says “I can’t wait for you are touching me”? Yeah.

The mom’s route hits different. Everyone calls her the “MILF professor,” but she’s more like the only real human in this digital soap opera. She talks like someone who’s seen rent overdue a few too many times, which makes her scenes feel heavier. I got this one moment - she’s grading papers, and he just stands there watching her fingers move - and it’s not even explicit yet, but it’s hotter than half the sex scenes. Then of course the animation glitches, her face freezes mid-bite, and boom, horror movie smile. Still didn’t close the tab. There’s something messy in the way the story keeps pretending it’s about education while the choices drag you deeper into this weird emotional swamp of lust and “what if I still mattered.” That’s probably the point, or maybe I’m reading too much into porn again.

What really killed me though, there’s no consistency with the twins’ personalities after chapter three. They flip-flop between playful angels and walking kinks depending on whatever random seed the AI spat out that day. But sometimes, between the clunky lines and those badly looped moans, it almost feels honest. Like everyone’s just acting out their second chances in code and skin shaders that barely load. I hate that it worked on me.

You get back from this long Work and Travel thing, brain still half in hostel mode, and your old hometown suddenly feels kind of small and kind of dangerous at the same time. That is pretty much the vibe of Lovephobia. It looks like a chill slice of life visual novel on the surface, with coffee dates, small streets, familiar rooms, people you kinda remember from school. But there is this constant feeling that relationships here are like a spider web: pull one thread, three others shake, and sometimes you really wish you didn’t click that one choice. The game throws you right into it with a side character scene that is basically “hey, welcome home, here is some NTR you can’t dodge.” Not hardcore, but it sets this slightly sick taste in your mouth where you know: “ok, this world is not safe for my dick or my heart.” After that, it calms down and pretends to be wholesome again, which is somehow worse and I like it for that.

I played like the most pacifist coward possible. Every time I felt jealousy or drama in the air, I ran the other direction. No confrontation, no “alpha male” bullshit, just trying to keep girls happy and avoid seeing them fucked by someone else. The funny part is, the game actually lets you do that most of the time if you read the mood. You see a choice that smells like “follow her to see what she’s doing” and I’m like, nope, I’ll stay home and watch some fake Netflix or whatever. And yeah, it works: whole nasty side stories just never happen if you don’t poke them. It feels weirdly realistic. In real life, if you go snooping through messages or stalking her night out, you’re going to see something that hurts. Here, same logic, just with more semen. The “love route” for the main girl is legit sweet and kind of soft, which almost clashes with the early forced scene. Sex with her doesn’t feel like porn setup, more like two people who slowly got used to each other’s bodies. Sometimes a bit too vanilla for a game that throws around cheating, but then suddenly she says something a bit filthy, and it hits way harder.

What I really enjoyed is how tiny actions change the temperature of the room. You answer a text too late, her sprite looks a little colder next meeting. You choose to hang with some other girl one afternoon, and suddenly the main girl’s next scene is shorter, like she is pulling back. It almost feels like the game is petty. Porn games usually reward you fast, like “you clicked the right flirt line, here’s a blowjob.” Here, you can flirt and still get cockblocked by previous laziness. That’s both hot and annoying. And yeah, sometimes it drags. There is one evening scene on a bench that goes on forever, with small talk about boring stuff, and I was there just waiting for a kiss, or at least a hand on thigh, anything, and the game is like “let’s talk about work again.” Still, when the sex finally happens, the build-up makes even a basic riding scene feel like a huge moment. You can feel the weight of “if I fucked this up earlier, she probably would be riding some gym bro instead now.” That fear of NTR in the background makes every tender moment extra sharp. It’s not a hardcore fetish game, not really soft either. Kind of like coming back home and realizing everyone grew up and got horny while you were gone, and now you’re just trying not to lose the people that still matter to you.