You wake up as this so-called “scientist” in a lab that feels more like a horny underground bunker than anything from real science. Outside, the world is going to shit because humans are freaking out over furries, anti-furry mobs hunting them like they’re monsters, and you just decide, yeah, I’ll make my lab a shelter. Not out of kindness, of course. You take them in, Nicole, Diane, random fox girls with tits bigger than their moral compass, Amy Rose walking in like she owns the place, and every single one arrives with some excuse and some trauma. You nod, pretend to be the serious researcher, and then the “tests” start. It feels very wrong in the right way. You watch them through cameras, through glass, pretending you’re checking their vitals while you zoom in on tits bouncing when they masturbate because they think nobody’s looking. Half the interface is just you picking where to look, where to put them, what to make them wear, and I keep thinking “why the fuck is the font so small on these menus” while at the same time, my dick is doing happy jumps. Priorities, right.

Then there is that weird paranoia mechanic with anti-furries sneaking in with “realistic” fursuits, trying to pass as the real thing. It actually makes you look at bodies more carefully, which is kinda hot and kinda creepy. You’re judging every curve, every tail, every ear twitch, wondering if she’s a real fox girl with soft fur and big ass ready to take a creampie, or some asshole in a suit waiting to stab your guests. One scene stuck in my head: Nicole in the shower room, steam covering most of her, only outline of those huge tits and ass visible, and suddenly a small UI popup appears right on her thigh, blocking the exact spot you want to see. Like, who designed that placement? Who hurt you? You also get oral scenes where your choices earlier decide if she does it willingly, shy and playful, or after you pushed her into more rough male domination stuff, like hand on her head, drool all over your cock, her eyes looking up in that “I’m pretending to hate it” way. It makes everything very personal, but sometimes the game then dumps a chunky text box in the middle of the blowjob like a boring visual novel, and I just want a simple toggle in options to hide that trash.

Accessibility wise, yeah, this thing needs work. No separate text scaling, no colorblind consideration, tiny checkboxes that look like they’ve been drawn by SCP‑1471 in a hangover mood. You can’t rebind half the keys, and for someone like me who plays one-handed more often than not, that’s annoying as hell. There is an exhibitionism angle where you purposely send your furry girl out into semi-open corridors, cameras everywhere, other characters walking by pretending not to stare while she “tests” a toy on a bench, legs spread, pussy dripping, and the game actually plays with voyeurism quite nicely. You stand in the control room, watching multiple screens, swapping between a fox girl giving you a lazy handjob on your lap and another character being sexually harassed in a corridor by an anti-furry who slipped through. Part of me wants better UI contrast, bigger subtitles, proper audio sliders that don’t hide in some random submenu. Part of me doesn’t care at all when Diane is on her knees, lipstick ruined, your cum leaking from her mouth after a forced deepthroat, while alarms flash in the background about a security breach you never check because, well, porn. The dystopian war outside becomes just noise, a kind of excuse so you can keep dragging scared but horny furries into “safe” rooms and use them however you marked them in your logbook. I still hate that little notification sound it makes every single time a new event pops up, though. Never found the toggle for that. Still bothers me.

This Metroid parody throws all that space bounty hunter dignity right out the airlock. Samus gets herself captured and tied up, which honestly feels like terrible tactical planning for someone who usually blows up entire planets. But hey, that's where the fun starts because now she's completely at your mercy in this interactive playground of debauchery.

The soundtrack? Pretty basic electronic stuff that tries to sound futuristic but mostly just loops in the background while you're busy exploring all the different ways to mess with our helpless heroine. Speaking of exploring, there's actually a decent variety of toys and tools at your disposal - vibrators, tentacles, the works. You can strip her down piece by piece or keep some of that iconic orange suit on if that's your thing. The customization options are surprisingly thorough, letting you decide whether you want her shaved or natural, and there's even a pissing mechanic that's... well, it exists. Some people are into that water sports action, though the animation quality is pretty rough around the edges. The whole thing feels like it was made by someone who had big ideas but maybe not the biggest budget to execute them properly.

What really gets me is how they managed to make Samus look both vulnerable and still recognizably badass even while she's completely helpless. The facial expressions change based on what you're doing to her, which adds some nice reactive elements to the experience. You can work your way up from gentle teasing to full-on hardcore penetration, and everything culminates in some pretty explosive creampie scenes that'll definitely satisfy if you're into that finishing move. The physics on her chest bounce around more than they probably should, but honestly that just adds to the whole over-the-top hentai vibe they're going for here.

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.

This thing feels like somebody’s dirty fanfic got drunk and clicked “start game” on itself. You open it and Korra is already chained up, pissed off, still trying to act like the proud Avatar while her whole situation screams “nope, you’re fucked now”. Literally. The vibe is very “captured heroine in a shitty warehouse” but with that weird porn logic where everything is about testing how far you can push her until she stops fighting and starts moaning. You’re not some heroic dude either, more like this smug bastard with a massive cock who keeps poking at her pride and her sexuality, saying it’s all a dream, that nothing is real, so she should just relax and “enjoy the fantasy”. It’s messed up and the game knows it, doesn’t pretend it’s romantic, just leans hard into corrupting a stubborn lesbian who keeps shouting no while her body betrays her.

What surprised me is how much of it is about her face. Not just facial in the porn tag sense, but the way the whole thing focuses on her expression changing, little by little. At first she’s all rage, teeth clenched, trying to pull her wrists free from the chains. Then you start undressing her, slow, stripping away that “I’m the Avatar” attitude together with her clothes. Bra gone, pants gone, she’s still spitting insults, but her eyes flick down when you pull your cock out. There’s this one moment where the camera lingers while she’s pretending not to look, and you can almost hear her brain breaking a bit, like “fuck, it’s big” and she hates that she noticed. That moment sold the whole game for me more than the actual penetration. And then you push in anyway, no warm up, just forcing her tight little pussy to stretch around you while she yells that she’s gay, that she only likes girls. The dialogue is twisted, you keep talking soft, saying it’s just a dream, that she can blame it on that later, and you pound her harder while she tries to hold her breath so she doesn’t moan. The first time she slips and lets out a real, shaky moan, the game lingers on it. It’s fucked up and hot and I kinda hated myself for liking it.

Once you start creampie territory, things escalate. She tries to squeeze her legs shut, but you’ve got her chained, so you just drag her hips closer and slam all the way in, balls deep, until her attitude fully cracks. There’s a scene where you pull out and shoot on her face, messy dripping cumshot, then shove it back inside her again, like you’re marking every hole just because you can. Honestly, the way it plays with that “I’m a lesbian, this isn’t supposed to happen” line gets repetitive, but when she finally gasps that it feels good anyway, that she can’t stop, it hits like a climax for the story too. She ends up full of cum, dripping from her pussy, breathing hard, eyes a bit empty and a bit turned on, like she knows there’s no going back. I kept thinking the game would soften up at the end, let her pretend she hated all of it, but no, it just leaves her there, chained, stuffed, with that ruined-legend vibe. Kind of like when you close some nasty incognito tab and promise yourself you’ll be better next time, even though you already know you’re lying.