This one hits like a fucked up Valentine’s card somebody dipped in blood and spit on. Oridelle is not a “heroine,” she is a girl who died, got dragged back, and now thinks the only reason she exists is to suck off the guy who saved her. That’s the whole emotional center of the game: her on her knees, him on the throne, and you sitting there clicking through that sick loop of “thank you for saving me, please use me again.” It feels almost too intimate sometimes, like reading someone’s horny therapy diary that got infected by a horror manga. The tone flips a lot. One minute she is this soft, almost cute corpse-girl whispering how grateful she is, and three lines later she is giggling like a brain-poisoned bimbo about how her mouth is “perfect for him” and nothing else matters. It is erotic, yeah, but there is this rotten taste under it, like you bit into candy and it was raw meat.

The horror wraps itself around the sex instead of fighting it. Every time she drags herself back to that coffin, body resetting, clothes fixing, face going back to the “normal” Oridelle, it feels like watching a save file overwrite a human being. She goes out, gets broken a little more, comes back, looks the same. Inside she is not the same. You can feel the split getting wider, her real self trapped under this shiny, porn-brain alter ego that thinks being his perfect cocksleeve is holy work. Some scenes are almost boring in how focused they are on his dick and her mouth, and then suddenly one line pops where she begs him to call her by a name he gave her, not her own, and it hits harder than the actual blowjob. The game keeps telling you, quietly, that she is already dead, just not all at once. And still you keep clicking, because the pacing is like a slow, dripping faucet you kind of hate but keep staring at. Sometimes the writing leans too hard into “bimbo talk” and loses that fragile, tragic vibe I liked at the start, but then there is a moment where she hesitates before opening her lips and it all comes back. I wish there was a way to pull her out, to give her a route where she looks at him and says “no,” but the whole point is that she will not. She crawls back, every time, happy to be used, proud of how empty she can become for him, and that is what makes the whole thing stay in your head after you close the tab and pretend you are just going to check Twitter.

Rebecca, the pink-haired warrior with her ample, bouncing breasts, thought she was ready for a fair fight in the arena, only to find that her opponent was none other than Monkey D. Luffy, the self-proclaimed legendary straw-hat pirate captain.

From the moment the fight started, it was clear this wasn’t going to be a simple duel. Rebecca’s tight, pretty ass became the target of Luffy’s rough, relentless assault.

Every thrust was raw, animalistic, and public, with the entire audience watching her get fucked mercilessly.

But Rebecca wasn’t just some helpless victim; her fierce spirit flared even as she was dominated. The animation captures every slick detail - from the bounce of her big tits to the stretch of her asshole under Luffy’s huge cock.

Outdoors, under the scorching sun, the scene is set for an unforgettable clash of lust and power.

If you crave big tits, rough anal, and the thrill of watching a fearless girl like Rebecca taken by the legendary Luffy, this game delivers it all.

Don’t miss your chance to witness and control this savage, explicit battle of bodies and wills.


Rebecca, the pink-haired warrior with her ample, bouncing breasts, thought she was ready for a fair fight in the arena, only to find that her opponent was none other than Monkey D. Luffy, the self-proclaimed legendary straw-hat pirate captain.

From the moment the fight started, it was clear this wasn’t going to be a simple duel. Rebecca’s tight, pretty ass became the target of Luffy’s rough, relentless assault.

Every thrust was raw, animalistic, and public, with the entire audience watching her get fucked mercilessly.

But Rebecca wasn’t just some helpless victim; her fierce spirit flared even as she was dominated. The animation captures every slick detail - from the bounce of her big tits to the stretch of her asshole under Luffy’s huge cock.

Outdoors, under the scorching sun, the scene is set for an unforgettable clash of lust and power.

If you crave big tits, rough anal, and the thrill of watching a fearless girl like Rebecca taken by the legendary Luffy, this game delivers it all.

Don’t miss your chance to witness and control this savage, explicit battle of bodies and wills.

Porn Bastards throws you into a twisted playground where your favorite characters become nothing more than easy fuck toys, bred hard and bare in every filthy crevice. If you've ever fantasized about seeing that seductive brunette witch turned into a filthy plaything, this series is tailor-made for your wildest perversions.

The gameplay is straightforward but brutally effective - navigate juicy dialogs that spiral into messy, raw sex scenes featuring your chosen lady fully exposed and wrecked. But don’t let the basic structure fool you; the real thrill lies in the deep ability to customize not only the starlet but also the stud who’s about to violate her.

As you go further in the story, more wicked adjustments unlock, allowing you to transform vanilla orgy sequences into wild, uninhibited fuckfests that fit precisely to your darkest fantasies. Feel like inflating that dick? Go for it. Fancy some brutal humiliation? You’re covered. This level of control ensures each session leaves you gasping for more, drenched in cumshots and soaked in forbidden pleasure.

Thanks to its kinky parody vibe and hentai artwork, you’ll enjoy intense, uncensored moments of vile indulgence. Every encounter is designed to escalate tension, from shameless teases to full-on debauched ***, making sure you stay on edge and craving what comes next.

If you’re ready to immerse yourself in a sexually charged saga where beloved characters become spoils in a sadistic porn game, you’ll find a raw, relentless adult adventure that never lets up. Customize your way, explore every depraved option, and watch the story unfold into a raw flood of sex, pain, and ecstasy. Embrace the chaos, ignite your darkest urges, and lose yourself in an ocean of lust and damage.

Tracer showing up in your "clinic" already feels wrong in the best way. She’s still got that cocky little smile, still talking about missions and chronal bullshit, but the room looks like a mix of fake hospital and cheap amateur porn set. White walls, random medical props that clearly do nothing, and you. The supposed expert. She’s nervous, fidgety, asking if this treatment is safe, if it will stabilize her powers, and you just watch her while the dialog lets you lean harder into the lie. It’s not subtle at all, but that’s kinda the charm. The game knows exactly what it’s doing and doesn’t pretend otherwise. One second you’re “checking vitals,” next second you’re asking her to take off the jacket, then the leggings, then suddenly the sweetest little Overwatch mascot is standing there in a “medical exam” that is really just you setting up porn angles.

The whole thing plays out like some horny fanfic that escaped from a Reddit thread and decided to become a game. You click through her lines while she tries to be brave, telling herself this is for the greater good, and the camera is just there, blinking at you like a silent pervert friend. Change her outfit, move her around, line things up. At some point the game stops even pretending there is treatment and just becomes “how much can Tracer take before she realizes this is not science.” She looks back, cheeks flushed, still calling you doctor, still asking if it’s working while you ram a cock inside her that is so obviously not related to any cure. If a cock could fix her time powers, half of Overwatch porn would be canon by now.

Once you start going in raw, it gets filthy in that unashamed way. Condom or no condom, it’s your choice, but the game clearly loves when you skip it. You fuck her on this fake medical bed, you watch the camera angle catch every jolt of her body and every messy thrust, and there’s this sick satisfaction when you finally dump inside her. Creampie options are the main event here. Watching her stretched open, filled up, her still trying to process everything like “is this how it’s supposed to feel, doctor?” while cum slowly leaks out. The cumshot feels like the actual treatment and you’re just some porn bastard recording the whole session to enjoy later. It’s not clever, it’s not deep, it’s basically “what if Tracer trusted the wrong guy and ended up as your personal fucktoy,” and the game just leans into that until there’s more jizz than medical ethics in the room.