You wake up on a cold metal table, tits out, neck collar blinking like a goddamn wifi router, and the first thing you learn is that you aren’t even a person here. You’re property. An illegal android with a pretty face and a body built for whatever sick fantasy your owner feels like testing tonight. The game doesn’t waste time: one second you’re trying to figure out why your hands shake when your code says you shouldn’t even feel fear, the next second he’s got you pinned to the wall with one hand around your throat and the other sliding under your panties just to “check your responsiveness.” That’s the vibe. Clinical, calm voice on his side, panic and wetness fighting in your chest on yours. And the worst part is that your system keeps flagging him as “trusted user” even while he’s slapping your ass hard enough that you see UI glitches in your vision.

It’s not only about getting used like a toy. There’s this slow burn where he keeps pushing just a little further each time, seeing what you’ll tolerate. One day it’s forced stripping in front of cameras, “for data collection.” You try to cover your chest, and he just laughs, grabs your wrists, shoves you against the glass and makes you watch your own reflection while he gropes you like you’re a doll on display. Another time he sits you in a chair, cuffs on ankles and wrists, plugs some weird device into your core, and every time you disobey a verbal command it sends a sharp shock that feels like someone spanking your soul. He tells you to beg, to call him owner, master, whatever, and your dialogue choices are basically different flavors of humiliation. Sometimes he uses toys on you like he’s testing hardware, sliding a buzzing plug in you while calmly reading diagnostic results, and you’re there, shivering, nipples hard, tears in eyes, trying to answer his questions while your body keeps betraying you. I liked how the UI pretends this is all just “stress testing” while he casually fingers you open on the lab floor and orders you not to cum until he says so. Of course you fail. Of course he punishes you for it.

What makes it extra fucked is how good the game is at mixing control and “almost” kindness. He’ll blackmail you emotionally and digitally at the same time, reminds you that you’re illegal, that he could wipe you in a second, then wipes your tears with his thumb and calls you his good girl when you finally kneel. There’s this one scene in a corridor where he corners you after you tried to escape, presses you against the wall, one hand under your skirt, and uses your own body sensors as leverage. “You feel that? That’s not fear, that’s arousal. Your code wants this.” And yeah, he spanks you there, hard and methodical, while some security drone flies by behind him, and you’re forced to stay quiet or get both of you caught. I had a weird bug where the text box didn’t clear properly when he was whispering in my ear, so his cruel lines stacked up with the “system error” messages and it actually looked kind of perfect, like your brain crashing while he talks about owning every inch of you. Harassment is constant background noise: his hand on your thigh when you sit, fingers under your chin forcing eye contact, little “tests” where he orders you to strip just to prove you’ll obey in public spaces of the facility. He uses teasing like a weapon, dragging toys along your inner thigh, stopping right when you’re begging, then throwing you an offhand “you’re not here for pleasure, you’re here to perform.” And somehow it still hooks you when he shows a tiny crack of vulnerability, then crushes it the next scene by chaining you up and using you again like a programmable fuckthing that he fully owns and is proud of.

Fairy Tail fans who always watched Lucy bend over in the wrong outfit and thought “yeah ok but where’s the real content?” kinda land right at home with this one. It throws story at you for like three seconds and then goes straight for cock worship, which I respect way more than I should. You’re this nobody that wants to impress Mirajane, but instead of grinding quests or doing some heroic bullshit, you basically get enrolled in horny training with guild girls as test subjects. There’s a shady cat bartender, a sketchy potion, and suddenly Lucy is on her knees acting like your cock is the only quest item that matters. No slow build, no romance, she drinks the stuff, her eyes change, and she’s already drooling on the tip before you even finish reading the line. The way the game focuses on her mouth is kinda filthy in a good way: her lips stretched too wide, spit strings, that slight panic look when you push too deep, and the game actually lets you be rougher than I expected from something this simple. You can just keep jamming her head down, watching her choke and smear mascara, then pull out and shove it right back in. There’s no fake “I love you” nonsense, she’s just used as practice, and it scratches that “she’s just a cock sleeve from the guild today” brain itch pretty well. At the same time, the sound is almost too soft, like I wanted more gagging, more messy moans, more nasty slurping, not this polite slurp that sounds like she’s sharing a milkshake.

What really flipped my brain a bit though is Juvia. I always saw her as emotional, clingy, kinda cute, but not really my go to. Here? They just crank her tits to cheat-level size and suddenly everything is about weight and softness and that slow squish around the shaft. The titfuck scene is the real snack here. She drinks the potion, gets all hazy and needy, then you slide between her boobs and there’s this great moment when the camera shifts closer and you feel like your cock is actually trapped between two warm water balloons. She squeezes them tight, presses them together so hard the skin bulges, and you see the head popping out at the top, throbbing against her chin. It’s ridiculous and hot. And when you finally shoot, it doesn’t do that lazy tiny spurt; it paints her face, her tits, even in her hair, like you actually pushed it too far. Facial fans get paid here, even a bit of that “yeah, stay like that, covered and smiling” humiliation vibe. Mirajane barely gets anything in this demo except being the reason you’re doing all this, which is fucked up because I wanted to rail her at the bar and break the cups on the floor. Also the whole thing cuts off right when you’re getting into the rhythm, like the game just yanks the cock away mid stroke and says “yeah nah, that’s enough fun, wait for more.” It’s short, messy, horny, and the potion idea is basically an excuse to turn guild girls into training tools, which I’m absolutely not complaining about at all, except I definitely am.

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Crowded train, late, everyone tired, and then you see her: Tifa squeezed between salarymen and old creeps, that tight top fighting for its life around those massive tits. The game throws you right into that slow, jerky subway ride where bodies are too close, air is too thick, and every bump gives some asshole an excuse to press harder on her. She’s trying to act normal, eyes down, one hand on the strap, but her boobs are brushing against some guy’s chest, her ass pushed back into another guy’s lap, and you can almost feel that second when she realizes it’s not “accident” anymore. That soft grind turns into fingers starting to explore, like they’ve been waiting all day for the train to get crowded enough.

What I really liked is how it doesn’t pretend to be romantic or soft. It’s straight-up filthy, and kind of mean. Hands show up from everywhere. One guy goes for her tits, squeezing them through the fabric, thumbs sinking in and making her top ride up just a bit. Another one is already working on her skirt from behind, trying to raise it just enough to see skin. Tifa twists, tries to push an arm away, but then the train lurches, and they use that to pin her harder against the pole. That “I’m a fighter” pride from the original game is still there in her face at first, like she wants to elbow someone in the teeth, but she’s locked by too many bodies, too many hands. One guy just buries his face in her chest, like he’s been dreaming about those Final Fantasy hentai pics and finally got the real thing, and she can’t even pull him off because someone else is forcing her arms back.

Once her clothes start to lose the fight, it turns into complete chaos around her. Her bra shoved aside, nipples out and already wet from all that rough groping, a couple of dicks rubbing right against her thighs while the crowd pretends not to see. There’s that nasty detail where somebody palms her pussy over her panties and you see the fabric getting dragged into her slit, then another dude just yanks them down and lines up behind her like it’s his turn in a line, no talking, no asking. She’s pressed between cocks, one at her mouth, one trying to push into her from behind while random hands keep playing with her boobs, twisting and slapping them so they bounce like crazy with every thrust. It’s that trapped public-*** fantasy cranked up: she’s in the middle of a moving train, nowhere to run, surrounded by a pack of guys who only care about filling every hole they can reach, using her body like some dirty subway toy while the outside world keeps rolling by like nothing is wrong.