Erza and Sakura here feel like somebody dropped two fandoms into a horny blender and just said “fight, but make it porn.” There’s no soft warm up, no long story, you just get these two instantly in that weird space between battle and fucking. Erza has that tall, heavy-boob, older girl aura, like the scary hot senior from school who could bench press you and then ride you. Sakura looks younger, more compact, small tits but tight body, kind of bratty face. They stand in front of each other like they’re about to trade punches, but the “weapon” strapped on Erza is this thick black dildo belt that looks too big for Sakura at first glance. That’s half the fun though. You get that “oh shit, this is going to wreck her” feeling from the first second.

The loop focuses hard on domination, but not in a super fancy BDSM way, more like raw aggression. Erza moves like she already won the fight long ago. Hands on Sakura’s hips, pulling her back, fucking her like she’s just a hole to fill. It’s got that porn logic where Sakura’s a shinobi with insane strength but here she’s just panting and taking it. The movement is simple but hypnotic, that steady in-out that feels like an animated gif you stare at too long on Reddit and suddenly ten minutes are gone. Her red hair swings a bit with each thrust, boobs bouncing heavy and slow, while Sakura’s smaller chest shakes faster, nipples flicking with every push. There’s this nice contrast between their bodies, like two different porn categories mashed together. You can almost hear that wet sound even if your speakers are off, your brain just fills it in from memory of too many Pornhub nights. It’s not a huge “game” with buttons all over the screen, more like you poke it, it reacts, you poke it again, and eventually you just stop touching anything and watch.

What makes it weirdly hot is that it kind of feels like a parody for people who already know these characters, but also like the animator stopped caring about the “joke” and just leaned into pure porn. Erza’s face sometimes sits in that half-smirk, half-serious look, like she’s proud of turning Sakura into her toy. Sakura’s eyes have that slightly dazed thing going on, like she started as an enemy and now her brain is just “fuck, harder.” There’s one angle where you see the dildo disappear almost fully inside her, and for a second it breaks your sense of scale and you think “that should not fit, she’s going to split open.” Then the loop resets and you kind of want it to go further, maybe push her against a wall, change position, something. It never does, it just keeps that one rhythm, that one angle, like a horny screensaver you could leave open on a second monitor while pretending to answer emails on Gmail. I kept wishing for at least one rough hair grab, or Sakura trying to resist then failing, or another “round” with a different pose, but the stubborn focus also has its own charm. It’s like when you find that one short hentai clip on XVideos that isn’t perfect, the lighting is off, the loop is slightly too short, but for some reason your dick decides “yeah, this one.” This thing has that energy.

Tifa in this one feels like someone mashed a BDSM doujin, a bad end from a JRPG, and a milking simulator together after a long horny Discord call. No build up, no romance crap, you just drop right into her already broken-in slave state at the plant. She’s on the floor, wrists stuck, neck held, body treated like a toy everyone already used a thousand times. And yeah, chest so big it almost looks like a mod gone wrong, which kinda works because the whole thing is about pushing her body way past sane limits. You’re not here to “date” her. You’re here to see how far she can be used.

The core loop is basically: pick how you wanna mess her up today. Face, tits, ass, milk, some combo of that. There’s that nasty energy where the guys around her don’t see her as a person at all, just a milk machine with a famous Final Fantasy face slapped on. The titfuck stuff is heavy, your POV jammed between those inflated boobs, her breathing all fucked up, sometimes gagging while her mouth is already forced open for more. Then the face abuse kicks in and it’s rougher, teeth barely matter, throat used like it’s part of the plumbing. There’s this grossly satisfying moment when you push too deep and her eyes go wide and wet, mascara streaks down, and she makes that gurgling noise that tells you this is not tender at all. Cumshot on her face after all that just feels like the minimum level of disrespect at that point, like wiping your shoes on a doormat.

What really hits weird is the milk focus. You’re not just cumming on her, you’re basically farming her. Squeezing, pulling, twisting those huge breasts until milk sprays everywhere, like the game is daring you to see how swollen and overused they can look. When the pressure ramps up and her tits start pulsing with that “about to burst” vibe, it’s half erotic, half body horror. The combination of ***-y abuse, restraints, and this forced lactation thing makes it very clear this is not a “kinky but safe” dungeon. It’s a factory, and she’s livestock. And yeah, there’s ass fingering thrown in there too, not as the main show, more like “oh, we still have one more hole to bully” while her mouth is stuffed and her chest is leaking everywhere. It’s ugly, it’s extreme, it’s absolutely not for anyone who wants gentle dom stuff. But if you ever looked at Tifa’s official design and thought “what if people treated her like the lowest kind of captive fucktoy and milked her dry”, this is that fantasy, dialed up until it feels almost too much, then pushed a bit further.

Tifa looks like she took a wrong turn in Midgar and woke up in a nightmare dairy farm. No saving the planet here, no bar to run, just a glossy metal room that feels way too clean for what they are doing to her. She is hanging there in that red strap web, arms stretched, legs spread just enough to make her feel exposed, not enough to count as a real spread. The thing that hits first is how heavy her chest looks. Those huge tits are swollen in a way that makes your brain go “god, that has to hurt” and your dick go “keep going.” Veins showing a bit under the skin, nipples dark and tight around the metal cups glued to them with suction, and every time the machine starts another cycle you can almost feel that sharp tug behind your own ribs. The game is simple on paper: you pull, squeeze, adjust the pressure, watch the milk flow. In practice it turns into this weird mix between erotic puzzle and cruel little science experiment where you try to find that sweet spot where she is moaning, not screaming, then you go a bit past it anyway just to see what happens.

What I liked is how much control you get over the rhythm. You are not just clicking “milk” and watching a loop. You are tweaking intensity, changing from hands-on groping to full machine torture, setting different patterns, seeing her body react like a live meter. Slow, gentle pulses make the milk drip in lazy strings down those shiny tubes, and she bites her lip like she is ashamed to enjoy it. Crank it up and the cups rattle, her breasts bounce with each jerk, milk sprays harder, and she twists against the straps like she wants to curl up but can’t. There was one moment where I nudged the slider just a bit too far, the screen flashed a warning, and she let out this broken cry that sounded halfway between relief and panic, and I actually paused and thought “ok, that was fucked up” before pushing on anyway. I hate that the sound of the suction loops a tiny fraction too early if you listen in headphones, but then the next second her tits swell visibly larger as the plant forces more production and I completely forget to be annoyed, so whatever. The best bit for me is when you manage to overfill her without bursting anything, and the chest expansion is slow, almost greedy, the skin stretching, nipples leaking nonstop, like the plant is training her body to be nothing but a milk tank. It is humiliating as hell for her, and the game leans into that hard, but the more you push the system, the more it starts feeling like you are tuning a very dirty machine made of a girl you used to know from a JRPG and a factory that never learned what mercy is.

Subway Pervert: Touch and Rape looks trashy at first glance and somehow still manages to feel like a weird little art project about how gross people can be when nobody is watching. You are basically the handsy creep in a packed train, no moral redemption, no “secret love” excuse, just raw predatory energy. The whole thing orbits around abusing girls who never asked for it, and the game does not pretend otherwise, which I actually respect in a strange way. There is no fake romance coating here. It’s just molestation turning into full *** with some game logic on top. The main “jewel” for obvious reasons is Orihime. Her body is exactly how every horny Bleach fanboy remembers her: soft, way too stacked for a school uniform, with that kind of dumb-cute expression that makes everything feel even more wrong when you start groping her. Seeing a known character in this shitty fluorescent subway light hits different, it’s like fanart that escaped Pixiv and went feral. You prod her chest, her thighs, her pussy over panties, and the whole tension is between shame on her face and the game pushing you to go further. No pretending it’s consensual. It’s not. That’s the fetish here.

The design is ugly-beautiful in a way. It’s not polished hentai art with perfect lines and soulless smooth shading. It looks more like some horny artist chain-smoked in front of Clip Studio and said “good enough” after every panel. Bodies are a bit exaggerated, boobs look heavy instead of floaty, nipples sit in ways that feel almost too specific. I like that. The schoolgirls have that stiff, pressed uniform vibe that already feels like a fetish you could smell. The idol is basically walking fanservice with her smug vibe collapsing once the hands start sliding under her clothes. The milf’s curves are the most grounded, like the artist actually looked at a real woman at least once in his life. What annoyed me is the tiny text shit. Everything is in Japanese, and while I don’t mind, the font is just annoying. On my phone on Chrome it felt like squinting at a hentai magazine someone left under the bed for ten years. You can copy it and throw it into DeepL or Google Translate, it works, but it kills the flow when your other hand is busy, you know? The game uses this little “choice” thing where you pick what to touch or how aggressive you go, and if you pick right, her resistance shifts into shameful arousal. If you mess it up, it kind of stalls and feels like poking a mannequin. There is an actual tiny rhythm to it, like reading a dirty visual novel and playing a puzzle at the same time, only the puzzle is “how far can I push this girl until she stops resisting.” When the scene finally snaps and she’s on the floor, panties off, getting used by multiple guys, it’s brutal and cartoonish at once. Some people will call it too much. For me that extremity is exactly the point. I even wish the artist went a little nastier with the expressions, more broken eye focus, more smeared makeup, more tears mixed with drool on those facials, but also I kind of like the slightly restrained style because it keeps the characters pretty even when everything horrible is happening to them. It’s not a nice game. It’s not trying to be. Visually and thematically it just crawls into your brain, sits in that part labeled “Orihime has huge tits and maybe I’m a bad person,” and refuses to leave.