You wake up in this fucked up little pocket of reality that feels like someone mixed a murder scene with a wet dream and forgot to clean either part. There’s wax on the floor, candles half melted, and a skeleton that won’t shut up about fate and sin like a drunk philosopher on Discord at 5 in the morning. You’re supposed to be a detective, right, the serious type, solving cases and writing reports, but the game keeps poking at you, like it knows what kind of shit you watch in incognito mode. The demon girl in the cell looks at you like she’s already seen every bad thought you ever had about your teacher, your neighbor, that one milf on Instagram with the suspiciously perfect big tits. She talks slow, teasing, like she’s unwrapping your brain the way most hentai girls unwrap a cock, and the creepy thing is she’s not even wrong. The whole thing feels like an interrogation where you’re the one getting stripped.

It pretends to be horror at first, with this prison that doesn’t follow normal logic, doors that appear where there was only stone, and reality bending around your choices, but then it starts slipping in sex like it’s nothing. One minute you’re checking a crime scene, the next you’re spying through a keyhole at some girl in a school uniform getting “tutored” a little too hard by a futa teacher with a cock that obviously breaks school rules. You follow one lead and end up watching a corrupted housewife kneel down and take a slow, messy blowjob that turns into a creampie she’s totally not supposed to enjoy, because she still has a husband somewhere in this story, I think. The game doesn’t stop there. It keeps pushing the whole cheating thing, netorase stuff, voyeur scenes where you’re told to watch, to record, to blackmail. The demon keeps asking which choice turns you on more, the broken girl begging for more or the proud one who ends up collared and slapped until she does what she’s told. There are pixel art bits that somehow feel dirtier than the “serious” 3D renders, like when a tiny growing girl slowly turns into a giantess and pins a terrified, naked succubus under her ass, grinding on her face like it’s some casual Tuesday. And you think, I didn’t ask for that, but yeah, I kind of did.

What I really care about, and the game kind of half-asses, is the interface. For something with this much psychological stuff and roleplaying choices, it acts like everyone has perfect eyesight, perfect reflexes, perfect mouse control. Tiny dialogue text on bright backgrounds with fancy fonts that look nice for ten seconds, then start to hurt. There’s a lot of clicking through long scenes, especially the slow burn corruption parts, and no real “hey, my hands get tired, can I use my keyboard more” options. You can’t bump font size without going into awkward system zooms like you’re reading a PDF from 2009. There are sound cues for important choices, but no real detailed volume sliders, so if you have sensitive hearing or use headphones because, you know, you don’t want your whole house hearing a futanari nun spanking a schoolgirl until she squirts, you’re stuck juggling Windows mixer and hoping the demon doesn’t suddenly moan at full blast. The sex scenes are hot, sure, in that messy mix of bdsm, femdom, incest hints, sleep sex, pregnancy scares and “she says no at first but then she’s dripping” way that a lot of adult games push, and the sandboxy structure lets you stalk characters, watch them in showers, tease them with toys, push them toward group sex in the “wrong” route. But for a game that loves fucking with your head about control and consent, it doesn’t give you much control over basic comfort. No colorblind modes for clue highlighting, no text-to-speech hooks, no simple way to slow down auto-advance if you process English slower than native speakers. It wants to dig into your secret kinks like it’s reading your diary, yet it treats access like an afterthought, like if you can’t keep up with fast text and tiny buttons then you’re not invited to the orgy. Which is kind of funny, because the whole story is about doors that shouldn’t exist, but when I actually need a door like “bigger UI” or “less click spam” that one never appears.

This one feels like someone took all those old horny fantasy RPG daydreams you had in high school, shoved them into an isekai blender, then painted it with chunky pixel art and said, “yeah, fuck it, that’s enough”. You wake up in the usual other world crap, but it leans straight into the incubus angle instead of pretending to be wholesome for five minutes. You’re not some shy hero who “accidentally” gets surrounded by girls. You’re basically a walking sex battery with horns, and the game absolutely knows it. The first goblin fight, I was expecting the usual “hit attack, watch numbers go up”, but what actually happens after you win is the goblin girl clings to you, drooling, and your character has this deadpan line like he’s already tired of being irresistible. That tiny expression change in like eight pixels made me laugh way more than it should. Also annoyed me that I couldn’t click her tail. No reason. Just wanted to.

Every scene kind of jumps between goofy and filthy without warning. One minute you’re talking to a cute priestess with these big innocent eyes, she’s asking about your “corrupted aura” like a JRPG NPC that escaped from a SNES cartridge, and two dialog choices later you’ve got her pinned against a ruined altar, dress hitched up, pixel thighs spread while she begs you to “purify” her from the inside. The text goes surprisingly hard on the lewd talk for such small sprites. It describes how her body reacts way more than her face, which feels very on-brand for an incubus MC. The moans are just simple sound bits, nothing fancy, but when you’re mid scene with your screen shaking a little and those tiny pixels bouncing, it hits that cheap porn game nerve in a good way. Sometimes the pacing is weird, though. There was one slime girl encounter where the build-up was great, she slides over your body, dripping onto your cock, they type out all this sticky detail… and then the scene just ends faster than a low stamina speedrun. No finish CG, just a text line about you unloading inside her core and boom, cut back to map. I kept waiting for a proper orgasm animation that never came, and it annoyed me enough that I alt tabbed to Telegram and forgot what quest I was on when I came back.

The fantasy world itself is the usual “guild, quests, hot monster girls” soup, but it works because everything is filtered through “how can this feed my demonic libido”. Leveling up doesn’t just make you stronger, it lets you twist encounters into sex opportunities. There’s a moment in an early forest area where a wolf girl ambushes you. If your level is low, she just wrecks you and you slink back to town like a chump. But if you grind a bit and come back stronger, you can overpower her, pin her to the ground, and the game gives you a choice: spare her, or drain her. I picked drain, obviously. The scene zooms in, her tongue is out, eyes rolled up, hips twitching as your character fucks the life out of her soul point by soul point. The text actually comments that her stats are dropping while you pound her, like your cock is replacing the XP menu. It’s messed up and hot at the same time, then a second later the script cracks a joke about how your “moral alignment has been updated to: horny demon trash”. The story pretending it’s some big fantasy adventure is cute, but really it’s just an excuse to parade more girls in front of you: elf archers with tight pixel asses, demon ladies with huge tits barely fitting in their armor, android-looking priestess with clinical dirty talk who keeps saying she needs more “samples” from your incubus seed. The whole thing is rough and a bit clunky, sometimes the timing on the text boxes feels off, some lines sound like they went through Google Translate twice, but honestly that just fits. It feels like a dirty little pixellated porn relic from a world where horny guys never stopped making weird fantasy games in their bedroom. I still wish I could click that damn goblin tail, though.

The Vet of LUST is an adult RPG game in constant development. The game goes after the story of Lust, a enthusiasm demon from the Second circle of hell. It features lots of explicit sexual content, fierce turn based combat, various realms that Fervor will be able to study and conquer, evolving characters and much more. It took us over half a yr to create this game, we hope that you will love it and that you may consider supporting the ongoing development. This game also features some Patron only content to show our thankfulness for those that do choose to support our work. The game was designed at 1280x900. The version posted here is running at 896x630 (70% size). You may look the full size game on our website where we have the game in 3 alternative sizes/resolutions. This is the 1st update to the game. The Final Trial update. Below you may look a fast recap of what we are adding/fixing with this update. Fresh additions. - Brand fresh luxurious model!!! Conclude the update to look;) - The final trial battle. - Fresh playable mettle in battle, Demonica the warrior, with her own moves and unique fatality scene. - Fresh sound effects added to main hook-up scenes (moaning etc). - Preliminary audio on/off function on main hook-up scenes. - Fresh description text for Demonica. - A Patron only button to skip the tutorial right up to the final trial battle. Fixes (among others). - Immobile the map persistence issue. - Lowered the sir volume of the music in the main hook-up scenes. - Immobile some of the vanishing dialog screens. - Immobile the fasten to "justGirls".

Lustful Years feels like reading someone’s dirty secret diary that accidentally got really long and really self-aware. You’re inside this young woman’s life while she stumbles through relationships, flings, “this is just casual, right?” moments that aren’t casual at all, and way too many scenes where she ends up on her knees before she figures out what she actually wants. It starts pretty soft, flirting and awkward tension, those little choices like “do I stay for another drink?” or “do I text him back?” and then you blink and she’s got her lips wrapped around some guy’s cock in a bathroom, trying not to make noise while her internal monologue is still going on about trust and love and all that shit. I like that, actually, that the erotic stuff doesn’t feel like separate scenes but like the same messy timeline where one stupid choice at a party can lead to her waking up sore between two warm bodies and wondering if she secretly loved it or secretly hates herself. The game doesn’t hold your hand, it just throws you into her head and expects you to be ok with how horny and insecure and selfish she can be.

The visual novel flow is the usual click-next thing, but it has that annoying habit where you misclick and skip a line you actually wanted to read, and of course there’s a “history” button but I never used it because I am stubborn. Sex scenes come out of conversations that feel a bit too real sometimes, like that moment when she finally stops pretending and just pulls his pants down, holding his cock with this weird mix of hunger and doubt, and the text is describing the taste and the warmth of his precum while she’s thinking if she’s doing this to feel loved or just not feel empty for a second. One route I took, she tried to be all romantic and “wait for the right moment,” and I still somehow ended up with her legs pushed open on a couch, panties half-off, moaning while he fucks her quick and rough because they “don’t have much time.” It’s hot, yeah, there’s detailed oral, messy swallow scenes, him thrusting into her pussy with that wet sound you can almost hear, but between the lines you can feel how fragile she is, or maybe I’m just projecting because I play these games instead of touching grass. Anyway.

What I really liked, then didn’t like at all, is how the choices about relationships are mixed with the choices about sex. You say something small like “I trust you” and three scenes later she’s on her knees again, gagging around his cock, tears in her eyes, and the narration is describing how she forces herself to take him deeper because she wants him to see her as “good enough.” It’s extremely erotic, yeah, but also kind of depressing in a way that turned me on more, which is probably not healthy. There are also sweeter paths, where a slow build-up leads to a tender blowjob on a bed with soft breathing and her fingers tracing his thighs, or a first time where he actually asks if she’s ok before sliding inside, and she moans anyway and grabs his back because “yes” is already obvious. The game pretends to be about love and heartbreak and all that romantic stuff, but the parts that kept me clicking were when she’s half-naked, hair a mess, lipstick smeared, mouth full, or riding someone with her nails digging into their skin, and afterwards the story tries to talk about consequences like we didn’t just spend five minutes reading about how warm it feels when he finishes deep inside her. At some point I forgot which route I was even on, I just followed whatever choice felt nastier, or softer, or just wrong for her, and watched the years pile up like empty glasses on a table.