Boruto in this game feels less like a hero and more like that horny disaster main guy from a messy romance anime who suddenly got handed a cheat power that strips everyone’s brakes off. Not mind control, not some magic “you love me now”, more like turning up the volume on what they already want and then watching them try to pretend nothing is happening. One late meeting with this strange hooded freak in the street and boom, the whole village turns into a pressure cooker of lust, shame and “I definitely shouldn’t be doing this but I’m already touching you so fuck it”. The game leans hard into that feeling. You walk around like in a small RPG sandbox, poking at people’s boundaries, watching them crack a little, then a lot. Hinata, Sakura, Sarada, even the “proper” types, they all feel like they have this hidden script under the skin, and your new power finds it. One moment Hinata is doing the worried mom thing, nagging you about training, next moment she’s blushing so hard you know she’s picturing your cock buried in her and hating herself for it. The game lets you push. Or not. Sometimes the nicest scenes come from being patient. Sometimes you just bend her over the table and pound her full of cum until she’s dripping down her thighs, whispering “I’m a bad mother” while still begging for more.

What surprised me is how much actual “story feel” there is between the porn beats. It’s not just walking from sex scene to sex scene. There’s this weird tension like a romance anime that lost its PG rating way too early and never looked back. You have those long talks with Sarada where she tries to act like a serious future leader, except you notice how often her eyes flick to your crotch after a certain event. Then you get that first scene where you corrupt that seriousness, bit by bit, maybe starting with “innocent” groping during training, ending in you filling her ass while she bites her glove to not scream your name. The turn based combat is almost funny in contrast, like someone glued a small classic RPG onto a corruption doujin. It works though. Beating some random threat in an alley and then using the stress of the situation to corner a flustered girl into giving you a sloppy, rushed blowjob feels way more dirty than if it just appeared in a menu. There are choices, too, and not all of them are cozy. You can humiliate, you can be gentle, you can act like a dom asshole with a soft spot. One route had me spanking Sakura so hard her ass turned bright red and she still tried to scold me like a teacher, right up until I slid inside her and she completely lost the act. Another run I tried to play more submissive, letting one of the girls take charge and peg me with that unexpected futa situation, and honestly it hit like that one weird hentai manga you secretly keep saved in a separate folder on your phone. Incest tension with Hinata is handled like a slow-burn car crash, every choice making it worse and hotter at the same time. On top of that, the AI style CG gives everything this slightly unreal, dreamy quality that fits the whole “desire is leaking into reality and nobody is safe” vibe. Some scenes are rough, some are loving, some are just trashy and fun, and the game kind of shrugs and tells you: this is on you. You wanted this.

It’s weird how this game makes guilt feel sexy. You wake up inside someone else’s head - not just anyone, but that stretchy mom-hero everyone secretly had a thing for back when Pixar still pretended innocence. The premise should be grim, revenge and all that, but the tone keeps slipping between sad and horny, like the dev couldn’t decide if it’s therapy or foreplay. The way control shifts feels personal, almost too intimate. It’s not just mind control; it’s like the game’s trying to pry into your own urges while you’re prying into hers. And maybe I’m reading too much into polygons, but when she touches herself, it’s never about lust alone - it’s about realizing her hands aren’t really hers anymore. That mechanic where you can *feel* the resistance in her movements is unsettling in a delicious way.

There’s this one scene with the aunt - yeah, the bakery one - where she talks to you like she *knows* you’re there, like she’s been waiting for the voice in her head to finally answer back. It’s creepy and tender, then suddenly it’s just obscene. I laughed because the transition was so abrupt it felt real. The body models aren’t flawless either, and that helps. A little awkward jiggle, fingers clipping through skin, like even the code itself can’t believe what’s happening. The audio’s inconsistent - sometimes soft breathing, sometimes nothing at all, dead silence while something filthy goes down. It’s that silence that hits hardest. You start thinking, maybe she’s ashamed. Maybe you are.

I hate the damn save menu though. Always pops right when things get heated, like the universe reminding you this isn’t real. But maybe that’s what makes it stick. It’s messy, it’s wrong, and it lingers afterwards like a guilty text you never sent. You’ll probably close it and tell yourself you didn’t enjoy it that much. You’re lying.

Isekai Brothel feels like someone cracked open my anime watchlist, dumped it on the bed, and said, “Ok, pick who you wanna fuck first.” It’s a dating sim wrapped around a brothel idea, but not the usual boring “pick one route, marry waifu, roll credits”. Here you jump between worlds and timelines, grab girls from different series, and basically run this horny multiverse where fidelity is a suggestion, not a rule. As a poly person this hits weirdly close to my fantasy: not needing to “pick best girl”, just stacking them like a chaotic harem Jenga tower and seeing what breaks first, your dick or your free time. And yeah, it’s messy. The art style and scenes don’t always match perfectly between girls, the transitions sometimes feel like someone hit the skip button too fast, but honestly that fits the vibe. It feels like a porn stash, not a museum.

What I liked a lot is how it leans hard into the “brothel” part without pretending to be moral about it. You flirt, you pay, you fuck. Sometimes you date first, sometimes you go straight to raw dog in a rented room. One moment I was having a kinda sweet “date” with a shy girl, choosing dialog options that made her open up, and then suddenly I was balls-deep while she begged me not to pull out. The jump from wholesome to filthy is fast and I actually enjoy that whiplash. There are quick sex scenes for when you just want a 2-minute stress relief, and longer dates where you build some tension before ruining her makeup. The game throws in fetishes pretty casually, like, “Oh, you clicked this girl again? Guess we’re doing anal now” and doesn’t over-explain anything. It trusts that if you’re on an adult site and recognize half these characters, you already know what you’re here for. One tiny thing that annoyed me: sometimes dialog sounds like it was translated twice through Google, then drunk-edited, but honestly I still liked that more than fake polished porn writing that nobody talks like.

The multiverse teleport tech is a cool excuse for why everyone is in one place, but the real fun is when you start mentally mixing “lore” from different shows while you’re mid-thrust. I was fucking a certain very proud, very stacked demon girl while thinking “if her boss from that other universe walked in right now, he’d probably applaud.” Then I switched to a sweet healer-type girl and went from rough choking and hair pulling to soft missionary and kissing like some kind of emotional whiplash speedrun. The game doesn’t punish you for jumping from girl to girl; it almost encourages it, like “you liked that dommy mommy? Nice, go cuddle the awkward schoolgirl now, coward.” It’s not trying to be classy, and I appreciate that a lot. Sex here can be romantic, sure, but it can also be just sloppy blowjob in a side room while other clients are busy in the back. I kinda wish there were more scenes where the girls interact with each other and not only with you, like full-on group sessions that acknowledge relationships between them, but at the same time I like the feeling that I’m sneaking from room to room, collecting different bodies and personalities like a horny little goblin. The whole thing feels like a guilty browser tab you forget to close, which is exactly how this kind of game should feel.

There is this weird thing that happens when you play a horny horror game that is trying to scare you and make you horny at the same time. Your brain kind of short circuits. This one leans heavy into that. You’re in this fake-ass Halloween version of that “you work at night with killer animatronics” setup, but everything is twisted into furry hentai territory. The first time Frenni leans into the camera during a jumpscare and you realize, oh, her chest is just out like that, no shame, with that robot shine on her nipples… yeah, my pussy clenched and my survival instincts argued with my horny side like two drunk girls fighting in a club toilet. You’re checking cameras, doing your little routine, pretending you care about power management, and then you catch a glimpse of a thick robotic bunny just grinding on a chair in an empty room like she’s bored and horny. I’ve literally done that on Chaturbate during slow nights, so it hit way too close. Except here, if you stare too long, she notices. And when she notices, you’re fucked. In the best and worst way.

The lewd scenes are what everyone is here for, let’s be honest. The “caught” moment feels like those times I forget to turn off my Lovense app after stream and some random guy keeps pinging my toy while I’m half undressed. One of my favorite bits was getting cornered in a hallway, lights flickering, and that tall animatronic just stepping closer and closer until the screen fills with body, hips, fur, all that synthetic skin, and suddenly you’re pinned. No fade to black bullshit. You’re right there watching metal fingers spread you like they’re checking for a short circuit between your legs. They treat your body like it’s another part to test, press and push and shove in, and it’s dirty in this cold, mechanical way that feels so different from normal hentai. It’s like: “You are a toy, human. Let’s see how deep we can put things.” It honestly reminded me of testing new toys on stream and pretending to be calm while my eyes keep rolling back. Here you don’t need to pretend. You just take it.

Controls are simple enough that you don’t really think about them, which I liked, because I was busy thinking “do I want to get caught this round or do I actually try to win.” Sometimes the cameras feel janky, or maybe that’s just my laptop having 15 Chrome tabs open and Telegram blowing up in the background. There’s this annoying little delay when you swap views that made me miss some really hot angles. I’m still mad about that one shot where Frenni bent over to crawl into a vent and the stream froze right on her tail. Never got that angle again. The horror side… yeah, there are real jump moments, but after a while the fear melts into this horny tension. Like edging, but with killer furries. You know something’s coming. You half want it to. And if you’re the kind who watches Five Nights streams just to thirst over cursed animatronics, this feels like someone finally admitted what we were all thinking and then took it three levels dirtier.

Chainsaw Love tries to capture that devil hunter vibe but honestly feels more like someone's first attempt at making a visual novel. You're stuck in this building talking to Makima, Himeno, and Power - and yeah, they nailed the personalities pretty well actually. Makima's got that manipulative charm thing going, Power is chaotic as hell, and Himeno... well she's just trying to get you drunk probably. The whole Love/Lust point system is basic but it works I guess? You click through conversations, try to say the right things, and eventually unlock some spicy scenes. Nothing groundbreaking here but the writing doesn't make you cringe which is already better than half the parody games out there.

The art style screams AI-generated and it shows - sometimes the proportions are weird and don't get me started on how their hands look in certain scenes. But honestly? The character designs stay true to the source material and when you're focused on... other things... you kinda stop noticing the technical issues. The stripping scenes are decent enough and the oral stuff is animated better than I expected. Power's scenes are probably the best ones - her personality really shines through even during the lewder moments. Makima feels a bit too tame compared to her manga counterpart though, like they were afraid to go full psycho with her.

What bugs me is how linear everything feels despite having multiple interaction paths. Sure you can talk, flirt, or ask for favors, but it all leads to pretty much the same outcomes just with slightly different dialogue. The mysterious building setting could've been used for more creative scenarios but instead you're just moving between three rooms having the same conversations. Still, if you're a Chainsaw Man fan looking for some quick fun with your favorite devil hunters, this scratches that itch without being completely terrible. Just don't expect anything revolutionary - it's junk food for horny weebs and sometimes that's exactly what you need.

You ever start a game thinking it’s just another parody and then suddenly you’re watching Delia Ketchum bend over a lab table like she’s about to teach anatomy class the hard way? Yeah, that’s this one. It starts all innocent - Pallet Town, sunshine, that “I overslept again” energy - and then, bam, you’re in Professor Oak’s lab snooping through his stuff and learning he’s been researching... let’s just say “human-pokemon compatibility” in a way no academic journal would publish. The tone flips faster than a Tinder match gone wrong. One second you’re pretending to care about rare species, next second you’re covered in way more than curiosity.

Delia, though - holy hell. They made her look like the definition of “MILF who knows exactly what she’s doing.” She’s got that soft mom energy but says things that would make even Team Rocket blush. The scenes with her feel weirdly personal, like the game’s reading your dirty thoughts out loud. There’s a part where she leans in too close, her voice dripping honey and sin, and you just *know* this isn’t about Pokémon anymore. The writing’s cheeky as hell, half jokes, half filthy confessions, and somehow it works. You’ll laugh, you’ll groan, you’ll maybe question your childhood a little.

The pacing’s messy in that good kind of way - it doesn’t care about logic, just about pushing you deeper into its horny fever dream. You might roll your eyes at the story, but then the next scene hits and suddenly you’re invested in seeing how far the “research” goes. Controls? Who even cares, you’ll figure ‘em out with one hand anyway. It’s trashy, it’s fun, and it’s got that nostalgic kick twisted into something you definitely can’t talk about in polite company. Kind of like if Pokémon grew up, got divorced, and started posting thirst traps at 2 a.m. on Twitter.

This thing feels like someone ripped a dirty fantasy straight out of a horny Discord RP room and forgot to add the “are you sure?” button. You just get dropped in front of Kasumi, all pretty face and soft body, tied up like some festival prize, standing there in public with ropes hugging her curves. She can’t move, can’t run, can’t even pull her skirt back down, just breathing hard and blushing while people would totally be walking by if this was real life. It’s fucked up, yeah, but that’s the point. You poke at her like a creep and the game kinda smiles back at you and says, “go on, she’s not going anywhere.” As someone who spends way too much time on Yandere-type RPs on Telegram, it lowkey feels like you’re finally getting that obedient captive you keep writing, only this one is quiet and actually does what you want.

The fun part hits fast: you start messing with her clothes, and suddenly it’s not “a girl” anymore, it’s your girl. You keep switching outfits, pulling her panties aside, stripping her layer by layer while she’s literally chained there, cheeks getting redder while her ass is just begging for trouble. You can put her in something that would get you banned from Twitch in two seconds, then tear it off again just because. I spent way too long just flipping between a “public street” feeling in my head and full-on shame fantasy, touching her with fingers where you really shouldn’t in public, sliding between legs, pushing a finger inside her ass and watching how her whole body reacts. There’s this stupidly satisfying moment when you have her bent just right, hands tied, ropes digging into skin, and you’re fingering her so rough that she starts shaking and you know you’re the only reason she’s falling apart like that. I like when she looks humiliated and turned on at the same time, that mix of “don’t” and “please more” without any words. It’s a bit annoying how sometimes the reaction feels the same even when you change position, like you’re doing something nastier but she reacts like it’s the first touch, but then you keep going and she ends up cumming all over herself anyway and suddenly you forget you were annoyed.

Feels a bit like playing with a live hentai figurine, honestly. You move her, spread her, chain her, undress her, tease her pussy with slow strokes, then push harder until she can’t keep her legs steady. At some point I had her standing there in nothing, rope marks on her skin, fingers working inside her while I imagined there are people passing by pretending they don’t see, and that was way more hot than I want to admit. The interactive stuff is simple, but that’s kinda why it works: you’re not thinking about stats or choices or some deep moral drama, just “how can I make this slutty Kasumi look even more ruined in front of everyone.” It’s the kind of thing you open in one tab while Twitter is in the other, and you keep telling yourself “one more orgasm” like you’re not the crazy one here. She never talks, never fights back, never pulls her clothes up or tries to hide her tits, which in real life would be disturbing as hell, but for a game like this it scratches that possessive, yandere brainworm so well it’s actually a bit scary. I do wish there was one tiny thing like a quick glare from her or a little show of resistance before she melts, but I already know they will never add that, and I’m still here making her cum in the street again like it’s nothing.

There is something very funny to me about this game. You open it expecting the usual horny snack, some poolside tits, you click a little, jerk a little, close the tab, done. And instead it feels kind of like a rhythm game designed by a pervert who spent too much time in old arcades and then got way too obsessed with boobs and tentacles. It looks simple when you first see the pool, the girls in their bikinis doing that fake “I’m just relaxing here” pose, but your brain starts going into hunter mode the moment the monster slides into the water. The whole screen is a trap for your eyes. Tits bouncing, asses half out of tiny swimsuits, and under the surface you, this horny underwater thing that honestly feels more relatable than I wish to admit.

I play a lot of games with sound off, Spotify in the background, but this one kind of bullied me into turning the in‑game audio up. The little wet slaps when your tentacles snap out, that low, almost silly bass line that makes everything feel like a porn parody of an old coin‑op cabinet, and then those breathy moans when you actually catch a girl off guard. They’re not “high quality production” or something like this, they sound a bit compressed and dirty, like someone recorded them on a cheap mic at home while neighbors were away. And that fits too well. There is this moment when you line up a grab perfectly, the beat hits, your tentacle pops out of the water and wraps around some sun‑oiled thigh, and her bikini bottom gets pulled aside with this tiny little rip of fabric sound. It’s goofy. It’s hot. It’s kind of trash. I love it. I also absolutely hate how sometimes the same two moans repeat three times in a row, feels like my phone notification stuck on a loop, but after a while your brain files it under “sex noise wallpaper” and you move on.

What surprised me is how “arcade” it actually plays. You are not just clicking girls to see tits, you’re basically juggling timing and reflex like some horny version of whack‑a‑mole. They move around the pool, they sit on the edge, they swing their legs, and you’re threading tentacles between floaties and limbs, trying not to waste your shots. Miss, and you get that wet splash and nothing else. Hit, and suddenly she’s pulled halfway into the water, tits spilling out of her top, hair all over her face, and the music does this tiny shift that almost sounds like it’s laughing at her. Or at you. Hard to tell. Sometimes I wished there was a bit more variation, maybe different types of girls, different reactions, whatever, but then I realized the game kind of wants to stay in this one scenario, like a single porn loop stretched and remixed again and again until it becomes its own genre. Personally I also got irrationally annoyed at how one of the bikinis has this ugly pattern I can’t unsee, but I kept going anyway, chasing that feeling when three girls line up at the pool edge and you snatch them one after another with perfect timing, the soundtrack turning into this horny little drum solo while your monster becomes the most efficient sex predator in chlorinated water history.

Street brawls and horny brain rot in one place, that is basically this thing. You’re running around a city that feels like somebody mixed a fighting tournament with Pornhub search history, and then just said “yeah, that’s fine” and left it like that. One moment you’re throwing hands with Chun-Li, trying not to stare at her thighs for too long, next moment you’re balls deep in her, watching her go full ahegao while she still talks shit like she’s winning the match. It’s not subtle at all. Juri Han shows up and the whole vibe switches from “street justice” to “I might actually be her pet now and that’s okay”. She’ll stomp you, choke you a bit, that lazy evil grin on her face, then ride you until you forget what your health bar looked like. Half the time it feels less like a normal game and more like some bizarre therapy session where all your kinks get dragged out one by one and no one pretends to be innocent.

What got me hooked was how the fights never feel separate from the sex. You start a match thinking “ok, normal 1v1, let’s try some combos”, and fifteen clicks later you’re pinning Lucia Morgan against a wall in some alley, her uniform half-open, sweat and cum everywhere, the “victory” screen basically being her legs shaking while you give her a creampie. There is this one scene with Cammy where you lose on purpose, just to see what happens, and instead of a boring game over she flips you, takes control, rides your face and makes you cum with nothing but her feet. It’s that kind of game where you think you’re the tough male protagonist, then a woman like A.K.I. grinds her heel on your chest, poisons you, and uses you like a toy while you’re barely conscious, and your brain goes, “yeah ok, I guess I’m into that now”. And it doesn’t stop at quick fucks either, there is romance woven in, that weird tender moment after all the filth where someone like Manon or Lily Hawk leans in, kisses you slow, and talks about wanting your child, then later you see her tits swollen, pregnant, still ready to ride you again before the next fight. The game is messy, horny, animated in all the right ways, a mix of big asses, creampies, footjobs and domination, and sometimes you wish the story was less all over the place, but honestly that chaos kind of fits. It feels like scrolling through three different porn tabs and a fighting game wiki at the same time, except here it all somehow clicks together and leaves you way more drained than you planned to be.