Guy is twenty, dick hard, spine soft. That kind of protagonist. He moves into this boring looking apartment block because his crush Aiko lives there, and he thinks it’s going to be all wholesome slice-of-life bullshit. Of course it’s not. The whole place is like a horny pressure cooker. Every floor has some secret: a girl using a vibrator a little too loudly behind a paper-thin wall, neighbors whispering about who’s getting fucked by who, that kind of vibe. It starts “pure” with him trying to confess to Aiko, stuttering like an idiot, jerking off in his room because he can hear her shower. Then she finds out about his feelings and instead of blushing she looks at him like fresh meat. That’s the switch. This is not a romance where the shy guy grows up and becomes a hero. He’s a toy, and the game really enjoys making you feel that.

Aiko is cruel in this soft, playful way that hits harder than straight-up abuse. She makes him edge while she sits on the couch texting someone else. She uses her feet on his cock and then acts bored halfway, like she’s helping a neighbor carry groceries instead of making him whine. She plays “innocent girlfriend” outside, but when the door closes she’s snapping pictures of him in panties and telling him how cute his “clit” looks. There are scenes where she pulls other girls into it, like it’s nothing. One moment she’s kissing him gentle, tongue slow, and the next she’s wiping her spit on his lips and telling another girl to “try him, he’s obedient.” Group scenes feel messy and intimate at the same time: too many hands, some teasing him, some slapping, someone pushing a toy in his ass while another girl rides his face and Aiko just watches, smiling like she’s proud and disappointed together. Sometimes she’ll let him cum inside, warm creampie and soft moan, then immediately humiliate him for how fast he finished. Other times she makes him stay a virgin in one way while turning him into a complete slut in another. You get these tiny choices about resisting or giving in, and half the time even “resist” just means you’ll break a bit later. The corruption is slow enough to feel nasty, but not slow enough that I stop yanking my dick. Honestly I ended up spending more time rerolling scenes and reloading for different reactions than actually “progressing”. It has that gacha feeling in story form, like “maybe this run she will call me good boy while stepping on my face, not just laugh.” And yeah, I got exactly that, and it still somehow wasn’t enough.

What I liked most is how the game doesn’t pretend the MC is secretly in control. He’s not. The girls treat him like a stress toy. One neighbor uses him just for masturbation practice, hands only, no kissing, like she’s learning piano. Another girl goes full lesbian in front of him, grinding on Aiko while making him watch and stroke, then casually uses his mouth like a clean-up tool. There’s anal stuff that just happens after enough teasing, no big drumroll, she just spits on a plug and pushes, tells him to relax, and if you’re like me you’re half angry, half horny, and still clicking “continue”. I kind of hate how small things feel huge: the way Aiko steps on his phone to stop him calling someone, or how she changes his clothes piece by piece until one morning he looks at himself and he’s basically her sissy pet. I wish there was more pushback, some route where he flips it on her, but there isn’t and there won’t be and honestly that makes it hotter. It keeps poking at the cheating angle too, like she might be fucking someone else when he’s not around, but you can dodge it if you want. Or not. Sometimes I let it happen just to see how she’d humiliate him afterwards. The game is clumsy in spots, dialogue weird, pacing off, a couple scenes feel like they forgot foreplay and just jumped straight to toys and screaming, but I still kept one hand on the mouse and one under the desk. I told myself I’d only play until he “wins her heart”. He never really does. He just gets addicted to her, to the collar you don’t see but definitely feel every time she smiles. And I’m still here, like an idiot gacha whale, praying for one more perfect pull where she says my name instead of his.

Fapno Island is one of those horny reality-show setups where you go “ok sure, I’m absolutely not here for the story” and then ten minutes later you actually care which girl is mad at you. You’re the only dude dumped on this sunny island full of cameras, stuck in a stupid “don’t bang anyone for five nights” challenge that nobody on earth would win. Every corner has a lens watching you, every girl is in some kind of tiny bikini that’s basically just a suggestion of clothing, and the whole thing feels like those trashy late-night TV shows, but with way more skin and way less shame. There’s this constant vibe of “you’re not supposed to do this” that actually makes the sex scenes way hotter than they have any right to be, especially when you start figuring out where the blind spots are and how far you can push things before the show runners catch on.

The girls themselves are a good mix of types without feeling like a boring checklist. You’ve got the playful blonde who knows exactly how to sit on your lap and grind on you during some pretend innocent pool game, the quiet brunette who acts shy until she’s riding your face on the couch while the others are “asleep” nearby, the one that pretends she’s only here for the fame but keeps sneaking off to jerk you off behind the villa bar when she thinks the cameras are looping. It’s not just “click scene, watch boobs” either. You’re choosing what to say, where to sneak, when to risk groping under the water while some drone cam buzzes overhead. One of my favorite stupid moments was when I was supposed to behave during this “group massage” event, trying not to pop a boner while soft hands slide over my chest, then suddenly one girl leans down, whispers in my ear, and next thing I know she’s slowly stroking me under the towel while keeping eye contact like she’s testing how far I’ll go. I almost failed the whole challenge right there.

Sex-wise, it doesn’t chicken out. Once you break the rules with a girl, it goes from teasing to full-on “we’re fucking like rabbits before the producer comes back” energy. There’s frantic blowjob scenes in dark storage rooms where she tries to keep you quiet, messy facials in the shower after a “beach cleanup” event, that classic “I’m still a virgin” line turning into you pushing in slowly while she clings to you and bites your shoulder. Some of them are total teases at first, using titjobs and grinding over your crotch to wind you up, then later they’re bouncing on your dick, moaning loud enough that you’re sure someone heard. There’s a voyeur angle too where you can catch two girls going at it when they think no one’s watching, one of them straddling the other’s face on the bed while the camera outside the door can’t quite see inside, and you’re just standing there with a hard-on, debating between being a gentleman or just pulling your cock out and jerking it like an animal. The only thing that annoyed me was one tiny UI sound that plays every time you switch spots on the island, it got under my skin for no good reason and I kept thinking about it even during a really nice anal scene in the beach cabana. Anyway, if you like the fantasy of “I shouldn’t be doing this but I’m absolutely going to”, Fapno Island nails that messy, horny reality-show chaos with enough lewd variety that you’ll probably end up picking a favorite girl, swearing she’s the best, and then betraying her thirty minutes later when someone else sits on your face.

Third game in and my horny little heart is still weirdly attached to this dumbly cute sci fi story. My Furry Protogen 3 drops you right into the middle of drama with Juno, this adorable female protogen scientist who somehow manages to be both wholesome and a total cocktease in the same scene. One moment she’s all serious about saving the world, messing with gadgets, talking about dangerous tech, then suddenly you’re pinning her against a console and her visor is fogging up while she begs you to go deeper. It feels like someone mashed Mass Effect’s “we need to stop the bad guy” mood with the kind of furry Twitter art you scroll through while pretending you’re just “checking notifications.” The romance is actually sweet in a messed up way, she’s got that “I’m scared but I trust you” energy, then the game turns around and throws multiple penetration at you like yeah, emotions are nice, now rail her until her legs shake. Not complaining.

What I really liked is how the erotic scenes don’t just pop out of nowhere. You get these smaller little touches along the way that feel like warming up. A hand brushing her chestplate a bit too long while she explains something scientific. Juno leaning in way too close, her soft robotic purr getting lower when she talks about the enemy that almost killed her. There’s this one scene in the lab where she’s sitting on a chair, you’re supposed to be running tests, but her tail is twitching and her thighs are squeezed together and you just know what’s coming. The transition from awkward kisses to full-on vaginal sex with toys involved feels natural, like two people (well, one guy and one very eager protogen) who already know each other and finally stop pretending. And when you finally unload in her, the game doesn’t shy away from the mess at all. Creampie shots are front and center, sticky, dripping, her body shaking while she holds onto you like she’s afraid you’ll vanish. There’s a titfuck scene too that just sort of happens, like “ok, we did that now, moving on,” which is weirdly hot. Anal comes in at just the right moment, late enough that it feels like escalation, not just a checklist. Story wise, it tries to go big with the final confrontation and some truth about her past, sometimes it talks too much, like a VN that forgot we opened this in the same browser where Pornhub and Faproulette are pinned, but when the game shuts up and just lets Juno ride you slowly in a soft-lit cabin, visor flickering while she moans your name, it works in a very horny, very direct way.

Roger is supposed to be the good boy on vacation, nose in the books, trying to claw his way into uni with a scholarship. Instead he ends up in this weird horny summer bubble where “studying” means Julia from next door bending over his desk in shorts way too tight and asking him if he remembers what she explained. Of course he doesn’t. Nobody remembers basic math when her tits are basically on the page. The game leans hard into this whole private-tutor fantasy, but what I liked is that Julia isn’t just some airhead porn MILF copy. She actually quizzes him, teases him when he fails, then “rewards” correct answers with stuff that would get every real teacher fired in about two minutes. One moment she’s going through exercises, next moment she’s guiding his hand under her top like it’s a totally normal step in the learning plan. It feels like one of those summers that screw up your whole idea of what “first love” is supposed to look like. You can be half focused on a physics problem and half focused on not blowing your load while she strokes your cock with her foot under the table. Multitasking, I guess.

The fun really kicks in when she starts “training” him for dates with her friend Andrea. She treats it like a project. Roleplay practice on the couch, fake flirting, her sitting on his lap showing him what to do with his hands, even commenting on his kissing like she’s grading homework. Then she actually sets up those dates for real and watching Roger fuck it up, then slowly get better, is strangely cute and also filthy as hell. Andrea is more shy at first, more sweet, but once Julia nudges her over the edge the whole thing turns into this messy triangle where everyone kind of knows what’s going on and nobody wants to say it out loud. You can have these scenes where Julia is “supervising” from the background, pretending she’s just helping out, while she’s clearly getting off on seeing Roger with her friend. There’s a part where he’s alone with Andrea on a bench outside at night, hands under her skirt, and you just know Julia is somewhere nearby, watching from the balcony, touching herself quietly. The game doesn’t even hide it, it just cuts between them and lets you enjoy this half-romantic, half-creepy voyeur vibe. By the time you get to things like messy blowjob practice, slick titfucks on the couch, or those nights where Andrea is riding him while Julia slips in and pushes it further, it stops being “study help” and more like a porn curriculum she built because she never really planned to share him at all. Except she still does. Sometimes. Depending how you play it. And somehow between all the dick-in-every-hole chaos, the game still manages to sell the idea that Julia and Roger are actually falling for each other, which is both hot and a little fucked, like a lesson nobody should really learn but everyone kinda wants to.