Ariana feels like that girl you see on the bus with headphones in, pretending the whole world is background noise, except in this game the background noise wants to fuck her. She’s quiet, awkward, the type who clutches her phone like a shield, and somehow surrounded by women who look like they walked straight out of a very horny Instagram explore page. Her mom, her older sister, every older woman orbiting the house has that heavy, lazy sexual energy, like they could lean on a doorframe and instantly ruin your life in the best way. The tension hits early, when Ariana is just trying to masturbate in peace and you realize the game is not interested in peace at all. It wants leaked sounds through thin walls, accidental gropes that stop being accidental way too fast, and that slow corruption curve where “just curious” turns into “I’ll do anything if she keeps talking like that.”

The soundtrack caught me off guard. It’s not some epic orchestral thing, more like soft electronic loops with a bit of bass that hums under the skin. There’s this one track that plays when Ariana is alone in her room, just scrolling on her phone, and it feels like late night Tumblr porn browsing mixed with guilty church memories. Then the mood flips when the older women step in. The music shifts, gets more humid, heavier, like cheap red wine in a glass that someone keeps refilling. It’s horny elevator music if the elevator stopped halfway between floors and nobody pressed the alarm. I swear one of the loops sounds like it was made in GarageBand at three glasses of wine deep, and it works precisely because it’s slightly trashy. Erotic scenes lean into that rhythm: slow teasing, a hand on her big ass that stays there too long, fingernails grazing under her shirt, mom “helping” her with a toy that Ariana should definitely be using alone. The whole thing feels like a corrupted ASMR playlist where every “relaxing” sound ends with a moan.

When the game starts playing with power, that’s where it gets messy in a good, sticky way. Female domination here isn’t just leather and shouting; it’s mom using a soft voice while pushing Ariana’s head where she wants it, sister pretending it’s all just “practice,” older women treating her body like free use whenever she wanders into the wrong room at the wrong time. There’s a scene with a strap-on that goes from playful to “oh fuck she’s not stopping” really fast, and the camera just lingers on Ariana’s face, that mix of panic, pleasure, and “I shouldn’t like this” that hits harder than the actual penetration. Anal sneaks in that way too, like a dirty afterthought that becomes the main event. Beast stuff shows up more like a taboo wall you crash into, not subtle at all, and somehow the soundtrack just keeps doing that lazy, sexy loop like this is completely normal. Lesbian moments slide in between all the family tension, like Ariana using a “friend” to rehearse what she’ll never admit she wants from her own house. The game loves big tits, big asses, hands wandering, casual groping in hallways, and those long masturbation scenes where she starts off shy and ends up fucking herself with toys while thinking about exactly the wrong person. It’s clumsy, horny, kind of trashy, and every time the music hits that deep synth line, it feels like the walls of the house are breathing along with her.

New city, no time, laundry buzzing in the background, WhatsApp full of school chats, and somehow this game still got me horny as hell. You start as this tired female student who’s supposed to be focused on thesis and job hunting, but honestly the first time a tall futa with a cock poking through her sweatpants leaned over my character in the library, I completely forgot what I was doing. It feels like those nights when I say “I’ll just check email” and suddenly I’m on Pornhub instead. Same energy. Only here you’re juggling texts, classes, side gigs, and these ridiculous futa women with huge tits and asses that don’t respect personal space at all. They press against you in line, in the bus, at work, everywhere. The teasing is half the fun and also annoying as hell, in a good way.

The dating sim parts are messy in a way that feels kind of real. You answer a flirty message on your phone, miss a study meeting, then later you’re trying to be serious in a coffee shop and your futa “tutor” is rubbing your thigh under the table, whispering in your ear how you’ll pass everything if you just use your mouth right now. I had this scene in a cramped office where my character was supposed to talk about a job, right, and I tried to stay professional, asked all the “normal” questions, then she suddenly pushed my back to the desk, grabbed my tits like they were stress balls and said something about “testing your flexibility.” It went from awkward HR talk to her sliding my panties off and making me suck her while she groped my ass and called me her “good little distraction.” I honestly forgot the game even had a main story for a bit. And the feet stuff came out of nowhere. I chose what I thought was a chill option, like just hanging out at home, and next thing my character is on the couch, futa landlady’s cock in my hands, her making me stroke it with my soles while she holds my ankles and moans into my toes. I didn’t even know I was that into footjobs until I was staring at the screen, biting my lip, hoping the kids don’t come yelling for snacks.

What I like is how your girl isn’t just a blank hole. She reacts, she blushes, she gets needy, sometimes she acts cocky and then ends up on her knees anyway. In one scene I tried to play her more dominant, telling this big milf futa she had to “earn it,” and two clicks later I’m the one on the floor, spit running down my chin while she fucks my throat and smacks my face with her cock. Total fail, 10/10. The sandbox parts feel a bit like having too many tabs open in Chrome; you’ve got jobs, errands, dates, random horny texts popping up, and it’s easy to forget what you were doing five minutes ago because some stacked futa grabbed your hand and pushed it right into her pants on the train. Not complaining, just saying. Also the way they keep touching the main girl in public, squeezing her tits from behind or sliding fingers under her skirt when nobody’s looking, gave me that “I shouldnt like this” guilt while I still clicked “yes” every time. Oral scenes are everywhere too, like the game’s obsessed with having your mouth busy. On the couch, under a desk, kneeling in the shower with hot water running and her cock slapping your lips while she talks casually about your thesis topic like it’s no big deal. There’s something very wrong with how much I enjoyed that and I’m not going to fix it. The only stupid little thing that bothered me is sometimes I clicked by accident and skipped a line I wanted to read, and now it haunts me, but whatever. The big tits, the big asses in tight shorts, the feeling of your MC being slowly dragged away from a “normal” student life into this messy, horny futa harem chaos, it just sits in my brain like a dirty secret I open in a hidden Firefox window when everyone else thinks I’m paying bills.

Boon feels like somebody took all the usual straight dude fantasy crap, tossed it in the trash, then said “nah, let’s make this horny and weird and actually about these two messed up cuties.” You’re basically hanging out inside the head of this male protagonist while his life gets hijacked by a tall trans woman with big everything and a femboy who looks like he escaped from a sissy subreddit. It’s a kinetic novel, so you’re not babysitting choices every two seconds, you’re just dragged along while this “special relationship” between them gets more twisted, hotter, and kind of sweet in a fucked up way. One moment it’s teasing, next moment there’s her hand on his throat and he’s on his knees, then you’re like “wait, did he just moan at being called a good girl?” and yeah, he did.

The scenes ramp up in a way that feels less like porn logic and more like a slow, horny car crash you can’t look away from. You’ve got this big ass, big tits trans dommy who clearly knows she owns the room, and she treats him like a toy she’s training. There’s sissification stuff where he’s getting pushed into panties, make-up, all that humiliating “you’re my cute little thing” talk, and the game doesn’t flinch. She’ll edge him for ages, ride his face, make him choke on her, call him pretty while she’s wrecking his ass, and he’s stuck halfway between “I’m a man” and “please ruin me, mommy.” At some point there’s anal where he’s trying to pretend he’s not loving it and failing hard, and the writing actually sells it. It’s not just “he moans again, wow, so hot,” you get the dirty details, the shame, the way he gets turned on by being powerless. There’s futa-on-male, trap-on-male, some incest flavor lurking around the edges they don’t scream about but it’s there enough to make you feel slightly wrong for liking it. I opened this in another tab while Spotify was playing and legitimately forgot my emails for a while, which is wild because half of the time the characters are just talking and it’s still hotter than half of Pornhub.

What surprised me is how the 3D style actually helps the vibe instead of killing it like in those dead-eyed Unity sex “games.” The bodies look like they belong in this filthy little universe: thick thighs, round asses, tits that practically announce themselves, and the femboy is perfectly in that uncanny spot where you’re not sure if you want to bully him, fuck him, or both. Oral scenes especially hit hard, you can almost feel the spit and the gagging when she pushes too deep. There’s one moment where she shoves him against something, whispers something brutally degrading in his ear, and he just melts, and you’re sitting there thinking “yeah ok I get it now.” And because it’s split into episodes, you get these little arcs where a new kink creeps in, like the teasing moves into harder femdom, or the relationship between the two “subs” shifts from awkward to “I’ll suck you off because she told me to and I secretly love it.” The pacing is all over the place sometimes, like it lingers on stuff that doesn’t matter and rushes stuff that’s insanely hot, but somehow that makes it feel more like you’re watching someone’s fucked up fantasy play out than some polished porn machine. I still hate how one specific sound effect keeps repeating in the background at weird times and it annoyed the hell out of me, but I kept clicking anyway because I wanted to see how far she’d push them in the next scene.

Lena looks like the kind of girl who should be in some boring office job, not standing half naked in a sweat-soaked ring with some psycho redhead trying to choke her out while the crowd yells for more tits. That clash is what makes this game hit different. You don’t start as some overpowered porn goddess, you start as a broke girl stuck in a shit city, dragged into sexfights because her idiot dad couldn’t stay away from cards. New Ipswich feels like one of those places from a trashy crime anime that never got a second season: neon, sleaze, and everyone pretending this is “just business” while they bet on who gets fucked on the mat. The whole sexfighting thing sounds silly on paper, then you’re in your first real match, Lena’s breathing heavy, sweat on her skin, the other girl grabbing her hair, and suddenly the humiliation hits harder than the punches. Either you dominate, or you get used. It’s that simple and that messed up.

The fights are not just button mashing. You switch from strikes and holds into sex moves so fast it feels illegal. One second you’re working a clinch, next second the crowd is chanting for Lena to “open up” and you actually consider it because if she goes full tease, she can flip the mental game. Let an enemy strip her top off in front of the audience and the shame drains her focus, but if you time it right and Lena turns it around, pins the girl, crotch grinding on her face, forcing her to lick while the camera zooms in on every wet detail, suddenly she’s the one owning the exhibition. I had this one match where I played it “nice” for too long, tried to win clean with jabs and throws, and the rival just snapped, mounted Lena, shoved fingers in her, rode her to a sloppy creampie in front of everyone and then walked off like she just claimed a trophy. I actually paused and stared at the screen like: “ok, that escalated.” It’s rude in a good way. Or a bad way. Depends how broken you are.

What caught me off guard is how the game leans into both sides of domination without pretending they are equal. Sometimes Lena is on top, literally sitting on a girl’s face, grabbing her hair, forcing her to eat her out while flashing her big tits to the crowd like she owns the whole damn city. Sometimes it flips and a bigger fighter or some smug guy just treats her like a toy, using her throat, pushing past her limits, making her cum against her will, then leaving her on the sticky canvas with that dazed, fucked-out look. The humiliation is not soft either. They taunt, spit, pull her legs open, finish inside her while the gamblers laugh, and the game just quietly nudges you like: “hey, she still has debts to pay.” It even has these quiet moments in the locker room after, where Lena is leaning against the wall, thighs still trembling, and you’re picking what she does next, who she confronts, whether she chases power or just survives. It almost feels romantic sometimes when she faces another girl who clearly wants her as much as she wants to win, tongue tangled with knuckles, lesbian heat right in the middle of a dirty brawl. Then some asshole promoter reminds you she’s just another body to bet on and the mood dies. That’s kind of the charm though: nothing is clean here. Sex is a weapon, a punishment, a reward, and half the time Lena’s not sure which one she’s holding.

Guy is glued to his phone, girl is glued to her loneliness. That’s the whole mood here. You drop into this couple where Alex is busy pretending work is some holy mission, while Sophia is slowly rotting inside on the couch, scrolling, waiting, getting wetter and angrier at the same time. No magic, no superpowers, just real ugly shit: late replies, blue ticks, half-assed “sorry babe, busy” messages. The game really leans on that phone stuff. Most of the heat actually comes from tiny notifications popping up, chats you’re not supposed to read, pics that were meant for one guy but somehow end up on another screen. You think nothing’s happening, then you realize your stomach tied itself in a knot because of one emoji and a blurry selfie. That’s the kind of filth going on here. Not screaming porn from the first second, more like slow poison that ends with someone’s panties pushed aside against a wall you never get to see in full light.

The 3D scenes look a bit plastic at times, yeah, but they use it well with the whole voyeur angle. You often feel like some creep hiding behind the digital curtain, catching Sophia in that in-between moment where she’s still technically “faithful” but already texting that other guy about how “lonely” she is. Sometimes it’s just her checking herself in the mirror, lifting the shirt a bit too high, wondering if she still looks fuckable for Alex, and then you see her take another pic where she pulls the shorts down just a little more because this other dude “appreciates her body more.” Those quiet scenes hit harder than the actual sex, at least for me. And yeah, there is sex. Cheap hotel rooms, car seats, public corners where you’re praying the camera angle doesn’t show too much, which of course is exactly what it does. There’s a fantastic bit where she’s supposed to be sending Alex a sweet “goodnight” message while she’s catching her breath on some other guy’s lap. Messaging bubble still open on the phone, her hair a mess, dress up, thighs glossy. It’s nasty and kind of beautiful in the worst way.

What actually got me hooked was how the game likes to humiliate quietly instead of shouting it. Alex doesn’t always get big dramatic scenes; sometimes his only “reward” is a dumb little selfie from Sophia in a new dress, smiling all shy, and you already know that same dress was around her waist earlier for someone else. The game rubs your face in that without throwing a big “NTR SCENE!!” sign. You get phone calls Alex misses while he’s at “work,” and you sit there knowing exactly what she’s doing while his name flashes on her screen and she just flips the phone over. Public stuff too: skirts too short, no panties, the way the camera lingers on her trying to act normal in crowded places while some guy’s hand is way too high on her thigh. The pregnancy part sneaks up on you as another mindfuck, like, she’s talking about wanting a baby “to fix things,” and you start counting in your head, doing that grim calculator: okay, which night was she actually with who. They never spell it out clean, which is worse, honestly. You’re left staring at her smile during some cute domestic scene, all warmth and soft lights, and you can’t stop thinking about the raw, messy clips you saw three choices ago where she let herself get used like a toy. It’s not classy, it’s not subtle, but it hits that dirty, voyeur brain spot real hard.

This one feels like someone grabbed a bunch of messed up fairy tales from an old Tumblr archive, poured too much horny into them, then stitched them together with tape and spite. You jump from one little “chapter” to another, each about a different princess or monster girl, and it never quite behaves the same way twice. Sometimes you’re clicking through choices like a horny gremlin, sometimes you’re stuck on one screen just staring at a princess in chains while deciding if you go full bastard or pretend to be a gentleman for three lines before ruining everything again. It has that cheap 2D CG look that somehow fits perfectly, like fanart that escaped from DeviantArt and learned how to talk dirty.

The Disney parody angle is not subtle at all. One moment you’re in a desert palace with a very not-licensed princess in transparent harem pants, the next you’re watching her milk drip through the fabric because some “blessing” of a magic artifact turned her into a walking cow fantasy. There’s actual choices around that too: keep her as a humiliated slave, drag her to the shop to buy toys and chains, or pretend to “free” her and then chain her to the bed anyway when she tries to run. When the genie shows up, he’s not doing three wishes, he’s doing “how much anal, how much oral, and which hole gets the creampie first.” It sounds crude but the writing has this weird emotional whiplash. You get moments where she spits insults, calls you a monster, you spank her until she does that stupid ahegao face, tongue out, drool, and then three clicks later she’s asking why you didn’t kiss her after you fucked her. Absolutely romantic. Totally normal.

Then there’s the monster girls and the more… questionable stuff. The game does not care about comfort zones. There is ***, humiliation, bestial stuff, that feeling of “oh shit, I should not be aroused by this, and yet here we are.” A lamia coils around your guy, squeezes until he can’t breathe, then uses him like a living dildo. A corrupted princess rides a centaur while you watch and jerk off like some pathetic court wizard who lost control of his own spell. At some point I spent like five minutes just trying to click the right option so I could see the lactation scene loop again, because the way her breasts bounce when the magic spell forces her to squirt on command is genuinely hot in this stupid, low-budget way. And then, in another branch, that same girl is surrounded by a group of guards, getting used one after another, cum dripping out of every hole, and she still has that princess pride in her face like she’s trying not to break while you decide if you go for a handjob ending or shove toys into her until she cracks.

What I like is how inconsistent it all feels, in a good way and also in a “who wrote this at 4 in the morning on Red Bull” way. Some scenes are pure male domination power trip, where you drag a chained girl by the collar, make her lick your boots, force oral until her eyes roll up. Then suddenly you hit a route where a demoness sits on your chest, slaps your face, makes you cum with just her feet and your own hand, and laughs at you for being her little toy. There is one bit I keep thinking about: that stupid little shop screen where you buy a cheap-looking vibrator, take it back to the dungeon, and the scene changes only by this tiny drawn toy in her hand, but the dialogue completely flips her personality. She goes from sobbing *** victim to desperate, horny mess begging you to push it deeper while your character mocks her for loving it. The game pretends to be a light parody, but some of these stories end like a punch in the gut, with the girl broken, collared, used by monsters and men, covered in cum, and you get this short line of text hinting that, in another path, she could have escaped with a girlfriend instead, living a quiet lesbian fantasy far from the palace. You will probably ignore that and reload for the anal gangbang anyway.

This one starts really small and a bit stupid, in a good way. Girl trips, lands on her ass, skirt rides up, and suddenly you’re not sure if you’re supposed to be a gentleman or an absolute creep. It pretends to be all innocent at first, like some clumsy slice-of-life mobile game you open while waiting for Uber, but every little choice you make has that quiet “you know exactly what you’re doing” energy. You’re basically living inside her phone and head at the same time. She’s shy, kind of nerdy, kind of a late bloomer, and the whole world keeps poking at the fact she’s still a virgin. It’s not shouted in your face, it just sits there in the background, like a locked door you keep circling around.

What got me hooked is how ordinary everything feels before it gets dirty. You’re doing normal daily stuff: checking her messages, choosing outfits that are “totally casual” but oops, those shorts are way tighter than she admits; deciding if she pulls the curtains or leaves them half open. That stupid half-open curtain is doing more work than most hentai plots. At one point I had her changing bra in the bedroom while pretending she doesn’t notice some guy across the street clearly staring from his window. The game kind of hangs on that silent moment where she looks at her phone, hesitates, and just keeps undressing. No pop-up “perv choice!” or anything. Just her, the window, and you knowing she’s pretending not to know. It’s way more erotic than the first actual sex scene, which is funny and also not funny at all.

The dating sim parts are weirdly cute and a little messed up. One route I tried, she goes for this “nice” guy from class, does all the normal texting, coffee, study session stuff, and it still turns into you nudging her to send that one photo that’s a bit too much for a first date. No filters, no fancy angles, just her sitting on her bed in an old T-shirt, hand sneaking down inside her panties when she thinks about him. I liked that it doesn’t instantly throw her into hardcore. You see her masturbate badly, like, realistically badly. Fingers fumbling, breathing uneven, she loses rhythm when a notification pops on the screen. It’s horny, but also kind of silly. There is a bathroom scene with her on the floor, back against the tub, phone on the edge of the sink playing some trashy pop song on Spotify, and she’s trying to be quiet while her family is in the next room. That mix of panic and arousal hits hard.

The game likes voyeur vibes a lot. Not just “you watch her”; it flips it around. There is this bus ride where she’s scrolling some cheap hookup app, not even planning to use it, and suddenly she notices her reflection in the window. Short skirt, thighs pressed together. She shifts a bit and realizes the dude behind her might see under the hem if she relaxes her legs. You can make her close them or, you know, not. I left them slightly parted and did nothing else. No big script, no big reward, just a tiny animation of her cheeks flushing and her thumb pausing mid-scroll. That tiny moment is hotter than the later full-on vaginal scene on the couch, where she finally lets someone fuck her slowly and clumsily, losing that “first time” tension while trying not to moan too loud because people are literally in the same house. The couch scene looks good but also feels almost too clean, like the camera is a bit in love with her body and forgets about the awkwardness. I wanted more stuttering, more “wait, it hurts, okay, keep going” stuff. Instead she warms up kind of fast. It works, but it could bite a bit harder.

I also kinda hate how her phone keyboard sound is on by default. Those little clicks while she’s texting something horny break my brain and I still didn’t turn them off. And there’s a part where she’s alone at night, scrolling porn for the first time, looking at other girls getting railed, and she just copies what they do with this slow, careful touch that doesn’t match the hardcore she’s watching. That contrast is really nice. You’re not just pressing a “masturbate” button; you’re choosing if she keeps going when someone walks past the door, or stops and pretends to sleep. I had her continue. Hearing footsteps, her fingers speeding up, her breathing going high and sharp, knowing her family is two meters away and she’s about to cum anyway. It’s fucked up. It’s also exactly why I kept playing on my phone in landscape mode, pretending it’s just another idle simulator. The game knows it, too. It keeps winking at you, then pretending it didn’t.

Vault 69 feels like somebody took a Fallout parody, spilled a full Pornhub search history on it, and then said “yeah ok, this is the plot now”. You play as the only useful dick in an underground vault that ran out of common sense and condoms at the same time. The Overseer basically pats you on the shoulder and says “go breed, champ”, while the whole place is full of desperate, half-broken, half-horny people that somehow still find time to argue about rations and power supply. It’s not subtle. It’s not trying to be smart. It just throws you into a post-apoc mess where your cock is both resource and weapon. You walk around the vault, talk to girls who are clearly one bad day from snapping, and every choice is like a weird mix of dating sim and HR management, if HR was about who gets to swallow and who only gets it up the ass.

What I liked is that the game doesn’t pretend sex is soft or romantic. It’s rough, dirty, and sometimes a little fucked up in the head. You’ve got big-titted slaves, “volunteers” that are clearly not okay, raiders topside who think “negotiation” means forcing the protagonist to prove his value by breaking in new captives. One scene had me trying a pickup line like “Let’s save humanity together” and the girl actually laughed at me before forcing me to go down on her as “practice” for future breeding candidates. Another time I tried a more aggressive line, something like “Bend over the desk, I’m tired of talking”, and she just locked the door and went full dom on me instead, using my face on the chair and calling it “evaluation”. The game loves flipping your expectations like that. Sometimes your cheesy line works and opens a new hardcore scene, sometimes it gets you punched, sometimes it triggers a weird management event about population stress where you’re suddenly filling forms after filling holes. And yeah, those stupid little stat prompts that pop up on screen, they feel like Excel sheet made horny. I hated it. I also kind of liked it. I don’t know.

Outside the vault it gets nastier and funnier at the same time. You meet wasteland chicks who are way more dangerous than the gun they’re holding, and somehow the dialogue still makes room for cringe pickup attempts. Had a moment where I tried to be smooth with a raider girl, something like “You look like trouble, I like trouble”, and she just put a boot on my chest and told me I’ll “earn the pussy” by bringing her slaves to trade. Next thing I know, I’m back in the vault doing this awkward loop of cold resource management and hot, brutal sex, trying to decide who gets treated like a person and who gets used like equipment. The violence can be a bit much sometimes, honestly, but the world is so broken it weirdly fits. I wish there were more soft scenes where characters just fuck for fun, not duty, but this setting is not really about cozy cuddling anyway. It’s about mouths full, asses sore, power plays everywhere, and you stuck in the middle pretending your shitty pickup lines are actually saving civilization. At least when I alt-tabbed to check Discord after a particularly harsh anal scene, my brain needed a second to remember that in real life, people don’t usually ask “What’s your breeding quota today?” so I guess the immersion works a little too well.

Athena’s Revenge feels like someone smashed a Greek myth book, a porn folder, and a metal album cover together, then said “yeah, that’s fine, ship it.” You’re dropped into this hellish road trip with Stheno and Euryale, the kind of monster girls who look like they’d ruin your life and then complain you didn’t last long enough. It kicks off right after the last mess, no hand holding, no recap, just “we’re going to Hell to get Athena back, and we’ll fuck or murder anything that gets in the way.” Sometimes both. The world is all red glow, chains, and wet noises, with that chunky animated style where tits and asses move like they have their own physics engine. The first time Stheno walks toward the camera and her ass jiggles inside that armor, I actually paused and rewound like some horny archaeologist doing “research.”

The sex scenes are where the game stops pretending it’s about plot and just leans in hard. You’ve got monster girls with curves that make zero anatomical sense, demons with way too many tongues, futa surprise scenes that kinda sneak up on you in the best way, and this whole harem energy where every new ally or enemy feels like, “Ok, when do I get to ride that?” There’s one moment early on where the group hits a demon outpost, and instead of just slaughter, you get this interrogation that turns into a blowjob competition. Euryale on her knees, drool stringing, the demon’s cock throbbing in closeup while Stheno watches with this jealous smirk, like she’s annoyed but also kinda turned on. Then Igret shows up later, smug succubus queen, and her scenes are just filth. She wraps her tail around your neck, pushes you between her thighs, and it cuts between her face, that lazy half-lidded look, and her pussy grinding in your mouth while the background is literally burning. It’s stupidly hot. Then suddenly the story wants to be serious, talking about revenge and divine punishment, while a demon girl with huge tits is still panting on the floor from getting railed in the last scene. The tonal whiplash is hilarious and also… I liked it. Maybe. I think.

There’s a surprisingly nasty edge to the violence though. Heads get ripped off, guts spill, some angels and demons die screaming, and then five minutes later someone’s face deep in a slick pussy like it’s a reward screen. The harassment stuff is very in-your-face too, demons grabbing, groping, pinning the girls against walls, and the game flirts with that line where you go “hmm, ok, this is hot but also damn, dude.” Some scenes lean hard into that forced vibe, others flip it and the girls are the predators, like when Stheno pins a lesser demon, sits on his face, and tells him if he stops licking she’ll cut his tongue out. I kinda love her, kinda fear her, kinda wanna ask her to step on me. What really stuck in my head though is one tiny detail: the way saliva and cum are animated during oral. It clings to lips, stretches, drips on boobs, sticks to thighs, and they show it from these close angles that made me lean toward the screen like an idiot. At one point a demon girl swallows and a little bit spills out the corner of her mouth, trails down to her big tits, and I had to pause just to stare. Meanwhile, the choices you make in dialogue pretend to matter, sometimes they do, sometimes they don’t, but I still clicked like it’s Tinder with extra steps. And that one background sound in the citadel, that low humming thing? It got into my head and annoyed me for the rest of the playthrough, and I kept thinking I’d find an option to turn it off, but no, it just stayed there, buzzing, like a mosquito with a sound fetish.