Anna looks like that person you see in the subway who already gave up on the day before 9 in the morning. Gray office, gray boss, gray everything, with the one bright spot being Lucy spamming her phone with stupid memes and soft kisses through text. That feeling when your life is dying slowly but your girl sends you a selfie in elf ears and a tiny bikini and suddenly your whole body goes “oh”. That’s where this game lives, in that dirty little spark between “I love her” and “I kinda want to ruin this”.

Stuff escalates fast once Lucy sends those cosplay photos. They aren’t just cute. They’re horny as hell, and not just because her chest is almost falling out of the costume. There’s this guy, Sig123, always right there in frame, just off to the side, a hand on her hip, a shadow leaning in, and the game keeps shoving his presence in your face without shouting it. One shot has his fingers holding the zipper on her back, another is his lap visible under her as she sits “for the pose”. You’re Anna, looking through Lucy’s gallery, pretending it’s fine, scrolling, zooming in on small details like lipstick slightly smudged or her eyes not looking at the camera, and your brain just starts writing its own porn fanfic you never asked for. Suddenly you’re jerking off to the idea of your own girlfriend being shared, and you hate it, and you also click “next” again.

What I liked is that it doesn’t treat cheating like a simple switch. It starts with these harmless POV fantasies, like you jerk off in the office bathroom imagining Lucy on her knees in that cosplay, but the angle is wrong, and then you realize in your head it’s not you she’s looking up at. That little snap in your stomach? The game leans on that. One moment you’re watching a soft lesbian scene between Anna and Lucy, lazy morning tongues and bed hair, and the next you’re rewatching a clip of Lucy “just rehearsing” a group photoshoot concept and suddenly there are extra hands and extra mouths and you can’t tell if it’s real footage or something Anna is imagining over the top of it. It blurs porn and memory. Or maybe I was just horny and overthinking, but it felt like that.

There’s a nice little cruelty in how often it sticks you in first person while everyone else ignores your feelings. You get POV scenes that should feel loving, Lucy riding you slow, ahegao face way too much for a couple that’s “just having a normal night”, and instead of feeling romantic it starts to look like she’s practicing for someone else. Later, when the group sex stuff hits, you kinda recognize moves she did with you, and that stings in a hot way. At one point, there is this cosplay orgy sequence where Anna is half participating, half watching Lucy get passed around, and it plays it almost casual: a tongue between her legs here, someone gripping Lucy’s hair there, your girlfriend moaning another person’s name, and the camera just lingers like it’s your eyes trying not to blink. The lesbian bits are not some side fetish either, they’re the emotional knife. Two women who clearly care about each other, then one of them slowly getting addicted to attention, to cameras, to being used like a prop while the other discovers she likes the idea of her girl as a public toy way too much. It’s messy, horny, a little mean, sometimes too exaggerated with the faces, but in that way where you roll your eyes and still keep clicking because you want to see just how far Lucy will go before Anna snaps, or worse, before Anna starts directing the whole fucked up show herself.

Sereneth looks like the kind of fairy you’d see on a fantasy book cover, all glowing wings and soft curves, but the game really loves tearing that first impression to pieces. She walks into this story like some devoted, almost naive lover, hanging on Caelen’s arm, swearing she’ll stay pure for him, and ten minutes later the script is already poking at every weak spot in that promise. The whole thing runs like one long, painful tease. You know where it’s heading, she kinda feels it too, but they both keep pretending this is just some noble quest to save a princess. It’s not. It’s a long, horny slow crash where “rescue mission” slowly turns into “how many twisted ways can we ruin this relationship and still pretend it’s romance”.

The Forest of Myrlaen is basically one big corruption machine. Every stop is an excuse for something filthy to chip away at her loyalty: a “healing ritual” that needs way too much skin, a magic vine that grabs the wrong places and doesn’t let go, a monster girl who touches her way too casually while explaining how “shared pleasure builds trust”, that kind of energy. Sereneth starts off swatting hands away, tail twitching when someone talks about her body, clinging to Caelen’s side. Then the game starts pushing situations where he turns his back for a moment and some other “guide” or “ally” is already sliding fingers between her thighs, testing just how sensitive fairy skin really is. One of the better scenes has Olgrun pretending to “check for curses” while his grubby hands knead her ass like dough, and the camera just lingers there while she tries to keep her voice steady so Caelen doesn’t notice. The animation zooms in on her lip biting and that tiny little tremble in her legs. It’s filthy and kind of mean in a way NTR fans will recognize immediately.

What really hits is how the erotic pacing keeps grinding away at both of them. Caelen gets moments of fake hero confidence, kissing her, telling her he will protect her, while the player already saw her just get stuffed full by something with a cock thicker than his arm in the last branch. There’s a scene with an arrogant elven noble who makes her “prove” fairy loyalty on her knees, tongue working on his big cock while Caelen sits outside the tent, listening to “magic chanting” that is just wet choking sounds. The game plays hard with contrast: romance framed like a dating sim on one side, and on the other side you have blacked style scenes where her tight little body is pinned, legs spread, wings twitching as she takes a big black cock or gets used by some leering monster in all the wrong ways, filled and creampied until dripping. Sometimes she tries to talk her way out and ends up getting spanked over someone’s lap, or having her feet worshiped and then used in a messy footjob that leaves her blushing and breathing hard. The whole “fairy born of ancient magic” thing slowly twists into “perfect toy for anyone with the power to push her”, and the transformation is more mental than physical, though the game clearly enjoys making her ass and tits look fuller, slick with cum, marked, pregnant risk constantly hanging in the background. At first she’s horrified when something leaks out of her after a rough anal session behind some roots, later she just wipes it off and smiles weakly, telling herself it was only for the mission. It’s that painful little lie that makes the next blowjob sting more than any tentacle ever could.

There is this messy, horny little college story where you play a girl who is absolutely not ready for “serious study” and only kind of pretending she is. It feels like someone grabbed a regular school-life dating sim, spilled a bottle of gay all over it, and just left it there to dry. You are this thirsty heroine on campus, surrounded by girls who look sweet and soft at first and then suddenly you are pressed against a locker with a hand sliding under your shirt and you realize this game is lying to you when it calls itself “cute” and “simple”. It is cute, yeah, until your roommate crawls onto your bed at night whispering she “can’t sleep” and then her fingers are under your panties, and you are stuck choosing between moaning into her mouth or pushing her away and pretending you are not soaked. Those are the choices that matter here, not grades.

What I like is how the school setting actually works as a horny playground. Empty classrooms after club hours, the dark little corner of the library between boring history shelves, that outdoor bench where you are supposed to “discuss homework” but instead you have a girl sitting in your lap, skirt hitched up, grinding on your thigh while trying not to make a sound because there is a teacher walking past the window. The game lets you be shameless if you want. You can lean into the groping, reach under another girl’s blazer right in the hallway, feel her tits through the bra, fingers digging into soft flesh while she gasps and looks around to see if anyone is watching. Or you can play the slow-burn type, all hand brushes and stolen kisses behind the gym, until she finally pushes you against the wall and forces your legs open with her knee. The 3D style has that slightly plastic look sometimes, like someone used too much smoothing in Blender, but the way the girls shift their weight when you touch them, the little hip movements when you grab their ass, that actually sells the lewd part more than any fancy filter. Her thighs jiggle just a bit when she rides your face on her dorm bed, and yeah, that made me stare way longer than I want to admit.

What surprised me is how the game quietly tracks how much of a slut you decide to be. You can aim to kiss half the campus, loading your phone with thirsty messages that feel like they came straight out of a chaotic Discord server at midnight, or you can focus on just one girl and watch her get clingy as hell. There was this one scene where I skipped hanging out with a flirty art major to study with the shy bookworm instead, and she ended up straddling my lap in the library, grinding down on me while hiding her face in my neck, and I actually felt guilty for ghosting the other girl on the in-game chat. The notification sound is weirdly loud though, like Telegram on full volume, and it kept pulling me out of the moment in the least sexy way. Anyway. The lesbian stuff is not shy at all. Tongues, wet sounds, panties pulled to the side in a cramped bathroom stall, your own hand buried between another girl’s legs while she bites your shoulder to keep from screaming. The game pretends to be all fluffy romance, but every “accidental” touch is just a setup for you to shove her against a desk later and finger her until she begs. It is clumsy in places, some lines feel like they came from Google Translate, but honestly that just makes it match my own brain when I am staring at a girl’s tits instead of listening to the story. The heroine is “so so thirsty”, the dev wrote that like a joke, but after a few scenes you realize you are the same, clicking the filthiest choice every time just to see how many girls you can make cum before midterms.

Behind every perfectly trimmed lawn lies a perfectly hidden crime. In the visual novel "CRIME LAWN REPEAT", you dive into a world of suburban secrets, where every cheerful “good morning” might spark an investigation.

Welcome to the suburbs.
Everything seems flawless - until you take a closer look. In "CRIME LAWN REPEAT", you play as a man who relocates to a quiet suburban neighborhood with his younger brother, your reasons a mystery to all. A new home, new neighbors, a fresh start… or so it appears. Beneath the pristine lawns, warm smiles, and friendly picnics lurk dark secrets - and you might be hiding one yourself.
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