A husband, a stupid fight, and that sick feeling in your gut when you suddenly notice how short your own shadow looks next to another guy’s. That is basically where this story sits, grinning at you. You follow this poor bastard of a husband who starts the evening thinking he is “the man of the house” and ends up wondering if his wife is getting her pussy filled by somebody taller, thicker, and a lot more confident. The game plays like a teasing lecture about NTR, but not in a cold way. It is like a drunk friend whispering in your ear, “You see that guy talking to your wife? Yeah, that is how it starts.” The visuals sell that uneasy vibe: soft, slow camera-like cuts, those slightly too-long pauses on her lips when she smiles at someone else, her shirt clinging in all the right places, and his eyes squinting like he is trying not to imagine her on her knees, drool on another man’s shaft. The pace is not rushed, it pokes you. You get moments where almost nothing “big” happens, just small looks, off-hand comments, her phone lighting up with a message while she is in the shower and you are left staring at the screen, imagining every filthy word she might be reading.

There is a strong “PSA from hell” vibe, yeah, like some horny officer in a police comedy explaining step by step how your wife goes from “I would never cheat” to getting her ass slapped by a stranger in some cheap hotel on vacation. The husband is technically the male protagonist, but it never really feels like you are in control. You are more like a ghost stuck in his skull, dragged through his jealousy, his twisted fantasies, his humiliation. One scene that hit hard: he is sitting on the bed, replaying his argument with his wife, and his brain starts playing its own porn parody. Suddenly she is there in his mind, bent over the kitchen counter, big tits pressed on the cold surface, some smug bastard gripping her hips while she moans his name instead. The sounds get louder than his own thoughts. Little sticky lip noises, wet slaps, her breathy “harder” that he is not sure she ever said to him in real life. The game leans into that: you never know where reality stops and his corrupted imagination starts. Sometimes you see Sara in normal everyday clothes, then next transition she is in a tight uniform, unbuttoned just enough, or a cheap lingerie set that looks like it was bought for someone else’s eyes. You get flashes of oral, her cheeks hollowed around a thick cock, but it cuts away too soon, almost mocking you. And in the middle of all this, the tone suddenly slides into this weird humor, like a wink to those who know Konosuba jokes and tentacle memes, like the narrator is some half-drunk wiz giving you “NTR survival tips” while the real lesson is just: if you feel it happening, it probably started a long time ago, back when you ignored how she smiled at her “friend” a little too much. The game never holds your hand. It kind of laughs while you squirm.

Game starts in that weird way where everything looks kind of normal, but all the camera angles are already staring at tits and asses like they’re setting up a punchline. You pick if you’re a guy or futa and it changes the vibe more than I expected. As futa, the dialogue reads a bit different, more teasing, like the game knows you’re walking around with a weapon between your legs. As a dude, it leans harder into that “overwhelmed but horny anyway” fantasy. Either way, you’re thrown into a world where some women are just… wrong size. Not tall like a model. Big like your line of sight turns into one huge ass cheek and a nipple casting a shadow on the pavement. And the game doesn’t even pretend to be subtle. You talk, you click, someone’s shirt is too tight, it rips, you see breasts that are clearly violating physics and probably human rights. And it just keeps escalating.

What I like is how it mixes the giant girls with personal, close contact stuff. One scene you’re basically a toy, stuck between a milf’s thighs while she casually chats like it’s no big deal you’re pressed against her soaked panties. Then later you end up in a more classic bedroom moment with a stacked mature woman who pretends this is a normal date, until her tits start swelling mid foreplay and suddenly you’re trying to titfuck her and the game has to zoom out because each breast is like a separate horizon. The dev clearly gets the fetish side: huge asses swinging when they walk, nipples leaking milk during conversations, a girl absentmindedly masturbating with you watching from her palm like it’s a TikTok live. There’s a really stupid and also perfect scene where you slip while climbing a giantess and faceplant straight into her asshole area and the game just treats it like a “whoops, anyway” moment. And yeah, there’s harem energy all over. Different personalities, but same general rule: they want you inside them, around them, under them, or coated in something. Creampies are everywhere, sometimes regular, sometimes on a scale where your whole body is just part of the mess. It can be oddly sweet then instantly filthy. Sometimes in the same line of dialogue. It annoyed me that the phone UI in one scene looks like some cheap early Android app and they never use it again for any cool mechanic. I kept expecting it to matter. It doesn’t.

Transformation parts hit different, too. You’re not just watching the girls change size. There are moments where a normal girl you’ve been teasing suddenly balloons in the right places during a makeout session, ass stretching her panties, boobs swelling until the straps dig into her skin, her moaning not only from pleasure but from feeling herself literally grow around your hands. One route flips it and lets you pick futa, and then the power balance changes because now your cock can actually keep up with some of these giant holes. There’s this nice absurd contrast where one milf cradles you like a doll, stroking your hair, then lowers you toward her pussy and it’s just this dripping cave that you’re supposed to “fill” somehow. You can, kind of, but the game knows it’s ridiculous and leans into it, with angles straight out of a size-fetish discord channel. Vaginal sex scenes range from soft and slow to “she sits down and you basically disappear in folds of wet flesh.” The lactation stuff is heavy. Not just a small drip, more like a girl jerks herself off with one hand and squeezes her huge breast with the other, spraying over you while you jerk or finger her, and there’s a bit where you actually hump her boob while it’s leaking and it’s both messy and stupid in the best porn way. They even sneak in masturbation segments where you’re not touching anyone, just watching these giant bodies and jerking off while the game teases you with closeups of thighs, lips, and that moment right before penetration. Things aren’t perfect, some dialogue sounds like it was half written on a phone while the dev was horny and distracted, but it kind of fits. It feels less like a polished porn movie and more like you stumbled into someone’s very specific collection of fantasies, stacked on top of each other until the screen can barely hold them.

Mythos feels like somebody smashed together a late night crime podcast, a horny anime parody and that weird urban legend subreddit you scroll on your phone when you should be sleeping, then sprinkled way too many tits on top and said “yeah, this is fine”. You pick if you’re playing as a guy or a girl right at the start, and it actually matters, not just in “pronoun changed, congrats” way. Some scenes twist a bit depending on your body, who stares at you, who you can seduce, whose hand “accidentally” lands on your ass in the train when the lights flicker and the supernatural stuff leaks through. There is this first big moment where you’re at Lisa’s memorial, staring at a photo of your ex who got murdered in some fucked up way nobody wants to explain, and two completely different types of people hit on you almost at the same time: a smug cop with that “I’m totally abusing my badge” vibe, and this soft spoken girl with huge tits spilling out of a tight uniform that should absolutely not be legal in a public place. The game doesn’t stop to tell you “this is a choice”. It just lets you go horny detective or horny victim or both and quietly tracks who you want to bend you over later.

Sex is not just “reward unlocked, here’s generic bouncing”. You’re running around this fake-modern city where vampires are landlords, tentacle things hang out in dark alleys like drunk ninjas and one busty elf professor keeps “tutoring” you after class, squeezing your thigh while talking about mythology like she isn’t about to slide under the desk and wrap her lips around you. There is a scene at a cheap business hotel during a “vacation” that is not really a vacation. You’re supposed to investigate, but instead you spend half the night pinned against the balcony railing by a frustrated MILF who is technically someone’s wife and technically not human and technically doesn’t give a fuck. She rides you slow while the neon signs below blink and you can choose if you pull out or let her take every drop and feel that messy creampie drip down her inner thighs while she laughs and calls you a good little snack. Later the same day, basically in the same clothes, the story casually throws you into this awful netorare-ish angle where you watch through a half open door as a different woman you got close to is getting pounded by some supernatural asshole with a cock way bigger than yours. The game lets you peek, or walk away, or join and turn it into harem chaos. If you stay hidden, you see her begging for more, getting titfucked until her face is glazed and you can’t decide if you hate her, hate yourself, or just want in. And that mood, that messy mix of comedy, jealousy, horror and “fuck it, let’s suck his balls too”, that’s pretty much Mythos all the way through, jumping between murder clues, meme jokes, romance sweetness, corruption temptations and stupidly hot tentacle scenes in the dark where you swear you’re still solving a case while something slimy is filling your ass and your mouth at the same time.

It’s weird how this one opens so soft, like it’s pretending to be an average story about school life and studying, and then bam - someone’s hand is halfway down a skirt before you realize it’s even happening. The pacing’s all messed up in a good way, like the dev forgot what subtlety means but accidentally nailed tension instead. You’re walking through a hallway scene, low chatter from classmates, and then a camera pan catches Will’s reflection in a trophy case - his eyes look too damn curious. That’s when you know: this isn’t about grades. Cindy acts like she’s clueless, but you catch that smirk every time the screen lingers a second too long on her mouth. It’s not polished storytelling, but it’s the kind where you can smell the sweat before the clothes even start dropping.

The voyeur stuff hits differently here; it’s not shown like cheap shock but like this slow infection that spreads between scenes. You peek, then you keep peeking, and before long you’re complicit. There’s this one balcony scene - moonlight, wind, a half-whispered laugh - and then suddenly everything’s skin and breath and barely-there sound effects that make your phone vibrate like it’s judging you. I swear the devs have a thing for teasing you right to the edge just to throw in some totally unnecessary dialogue about saving the world. Who even remembers the fantasy subplot? It’s like the plot’s drunk, swaying between hero talk and someone’s mom bending over too slow. And yeah, I noticed the weird physics on the boobs during that group scene; they move like they’ve got their own quest log. Not complaining, just confused.

If you’re gonna play it, don't rush. Let it drag you through the awkward pauses and dumb jokes. The corruption stuff doesn’t hit hard if you spam-click past conversations; you gotta soak in the guilt, the little side glances. That’s where it gets spicy - where the world feels too real for a 2D mess of pixels. I kept thinking I’d close it after “just one more scene,” but then someone moaned out a name that wasn’t supposed to be moaned, and yeah... there went my evening.