The whole thing kicks off on a pretty sour note: dad dies, main guy shrugs, skips funeral like it’s a boring office meeting, and then reality just kind of explodes in his face when this weirdly hot stranger shows up at his door. He’s supposed to be a professional mage killer, all cold and efficient, allergic to emotions, allergic to magic, all that. Except, surprise, turns out he’s got magic in his own blood too, buried there like a bad family secret. The game leans hard into that contradiction, and honestly that’s where the fun starts. You go from “I hate sorcerers, they ruined my life” to “actually I can throw fire, bend people’s bodies with spells, and also fuck half the magical underworld if I feel like it.” And the story isn’t shy about that part. You’re not just clicking through tame flirting. It goes from snarky banter to “face on the wall, ass out, dripping on the floor” pretty fast once you pick the right dialog options. I got one scene where this elegant mage bitch that was insulting me five minutes ago ended up on her knees, mascara running, gagging on my cock while I held her hair. It felt earned too, like I pushed the right emotional buttons first, not just “press A to blowjob.”

The game uses that whole fantasy setting as an excuse to sexualize literally everything. Magic circles, cursed artifacts, spell training, it always curves back to sex. You learn a restraint spell, suddenly you’re pinning a witch against a bookshelf with invisible bindings, thighs shaking, her trying to act like she’s not enjoying getting pounded senseless. You practice “healing” and it becomes “I need body contact, clothes off, this is totally necessary, trust the process.” It’s pervy as hell, but they at least pretend it’s part of the lore, which made me laugh. Also, the romance angle is weird in a good way. You can actually act like a cold bastard, push people away, then later double back and use that history to turn a fight into angry sex. That kind of thing sticks with you more than a generic “choose the heart icon to be nice.” Sometimes the pacing is a mess, like you’ll have this tense conversation about your father and bloodlines and trauma, and then boom, next click, tits out, tongue in places. That whiplash can be hot, but also sometimes I was like “wait, what? We were just talking about grief, now I’m knuckle-deep in a sorceress while she moans something about destiny.” Still, when it hits, it hits hard.

What I really liked as a roguelike nerd is that there’s that instinct to poke at branches and see where shit breaks. The choices stack in funny ways. Say you humiliate a powerful mage early on, spare her life but wreck her pride, then later she reappears with this needy, spiteful energy, half wanting to kill you, half wanting you to rail her against a ritual altar. Another run, you treat her gently, and she slowly opens up, kisses soft, clings to your shirt, rides you like she’s scared you’ll vanish. Same character, same body, completely different vibe, different dirty talk, different positions even. I replayed a scene just to check if one line of dialog would change the way she begged, and it did, slightly. Stuff like that feels like scratching the same itch as rolling a new build in a roguelike: “what if I spec full asshole this time?” The game can be clumsy as fuck sometimes, like a few transitions feel like they skipped two pages, but I kind of like that roughness. It’s horny, messy fantasy with magic, parody bits that poke at other hentai stuff, and enough branching that I caught myself thinking “one more path, then I stop” and then not stopping at all.

Death by truck, wake up in front of a naked horny goddess, get handed the power to mess with girls’ body sizes like it’s a volume slider on Spotify. That’s basically the vibe here, but the game doesn’t treat it like some deep mythic epic. It feels more like a guy who respawned in a fantasy world and immediately went: “Ok, how can I turn this into titties and trouble.” And honestly, it works way better than it should. You wander around this soft fantasy setting that looks like someone spent too many nights in Honey Select 2 messing with sliders instead of sleeping, and every girl you talk to has that slightly unreal 3dcg shine that either turns you off or hits your brain in the exact wrong/right way. Characters move like erotic dolls that suddenly learned facial expressions. Sometimes they’re stiff, then suddenly you get a scene where she’s stroking you off, biting her lip, and the lighting on her boobs makes you forget any complaint you had thirty seconds ago. The breast expansion is not just “oh look, bigger now.” It’s the whole point. You start with something like a shy elf virgin who acts tough, you get intimate, you tweak her size a bit, then a bit more, and the game really likes to linger on the moment where her bra stops making sense. Clothes get tight, nipples push through, you get those shots from too low or too close, and it feels like the dev was pausing on every frame going “yes, this is the good angle.” Then the game pretends to care about romance for a second, like when she blushes after a creampie and asks if you “did it on purpose” and your only real answer in your head is “yeah, and I’ll do it again.” It calls itself a sandbox and that’s kind of true. You don’t get a strict corridor of story. You wander, you trigger scenes, you check your phone in real life, you forget what quest you were doing, and then suddenly you’re in a hand job scene behind some inn because you clicked the wrong dialogue option that turned out to be the right one. There is grind, of course, but it’s the lazy kind where you run the same routes just to see if someone is horny now. Weird thing: the spanking here is strangely hot but also weirdly rare. You’d think a guy with size control powers would smack asses more. When it finally appears, it’s not even some big dominant punishment moment. It’s like her ass just happens to be there, your hand just happens to land, and then you get that sharp jiggle and her surprised moan and the camera knows exactly what it’s doing. Then the scene moves on like it never happened, which annoyed me in a tiny way I will probably remember forever. The masturbation stuff is handled like hidden snacks. Sometimes the girls do it alone when you’re not “supposed” to be there, and catching them feels more erotic than the full-on vaginal sex scenes where she rides you, milks you with slow hip rolls, and you get the predictable “fill me” lines before the creampie shot. Those are good, don’t get me wrong, but the secret hand under the skirt, the soft panting when she thinks you’re away, that hits different. And because your whole gimmick is touching, growing, squeezing, you start to read every pose like “ok, how big do I want her when I finally fuck her.” It is a harem, obviously, but it doesn’t blast you with a huge roster right away. Girls appear, they orbit you, some of them feel more like practice dolls, others you oddly get attached to even while you’re using them like living toys. The romance is there in short bursts, like when she curls against your chest after oral, still cleaning you with slow licks, asking stupid little questions about your old world that you barely remember because her lips just did that twist on your tip. And somehow, in between all the teasing, the sloppy blowjobs, the breast worship and silly sandbox wandering, the game almost tricks you into caring what happens to these big-breasted isekai ornaments. Almost. Then you make them bigger again and forget what you were thinking.

"In a far off galaxy, there is a war taking place."
"The evil Lord Cain has caused chaos and destruction in many planetary
systems, and has taken control of others."
"His cruelty is feared throughout the galaxy and many planets submit to his
rule to avoid death or slavery."
"But the leaders of the alliance, known as the United Galactic Assembly,
have joined forces on planet Kornea for military and diplomatic solutions."
"A senate was formed and the fight between good and evil wages on throughout
the galaxy."
"The military leaders started an academy to train and teach anyone willing
to fight against Lord Cain in the battle for peace and justice."
"This visual novel is a story about an 18 year old girl named Stella Erin
who just graduated from the Galactic Assembly's Space Academy."
"She just arrived on Admiral Lonestar's ship last night and is going to
start her first mission today."

"Puzzle Date" is a side project that I wrote while Mortze was working on SWM. It is quite different than our other games. Although it has multiple sex scenes and some semblance of a story, including a Male path and a Lesbian one, it's really a Match3 game where the Match3 parts are a metaphor for what is going on in the date. Go in with eyes open.​

"Broken Harbours" is a story about friendship and its limits, new beginnings and old wounds. Follow two solitary souls, Rune and Devon, through the beginnings of their friendship and see where the mutual fascination will lead them.

It is a standalone side story to "Dawn Chorus".​

In "Memories", you step into the shoes of a man reflecting on his past experiences and the choices that shaped his relationship. Unsure of his own feelings, he begins to document his memories in a notebook, piecing together the events that he and his wife went through. The story explores how a website influenced their relationship, leading to unexpected turns and revealing hidden facets of their lives. As he delves deeper into his recollections, you'll join him on a journey through passion, uncertainty, and discovery.​

A very short point & click game where you collect items and give them to various fat bitches to get laid.​

A very short VN about fucking three fat Bimbos​

In "My Tradwife is a Femboy?" you play as the vice president of Stunks Trading. After a series of disastrous investments, the company is on the brink of collapse. Then, a lifeline appears: a deal that could save everything.
There’s just one catch: you must marry the heiress of Anemaryn Capital.
Lucy seems like the perfect tradwife: 1950s dresses, vintage hairstyles, and a passion for cooking straight out of a 50s cookbook. But after the wedding, you uncover a surprising secret… your tradwife is actually a femboy?! Will it remain a marriage for appearance or grow into true love? Your choices will decide!​