This RWBY parody throws you into Beacon Academy as some kind of therapist or counselor, which honestly sounds like the worst job ever until you realize what kind of "therapy" you'll be providing. The whole premise is basically "what if you had authority over all these anime girls and decided to be a complete creep about it?" - and yeah, that's exactly what happens.

The point-and-click mechanics work fine I guess, though sometimes clicking on things feels weird and unresponsive. You're basically going around corrupting everyone from Ruby to Yang to that ice queen Weiss, plus a bunch of other characters I can't even remember the names of. The corruption progression is pretty standard trainer game stuff - start innocent, gradually push boundaries, eventually everyone's throwing themselves at you because... reasons? The dialogue tries to be funny but it's hit or miss, mostly miss if I'm being honest. Some of the sexual harassment scenarios are so over-the-top they loop back to being amusing, like when you're supposed to be helping with "emotional support" but you're just groping people. The handjob scenes are decent enough, and there's plenty of big tits bouncing around if that's your thing. Blake's corruption arc was actually kind of hot, but then again I might just have a thing for cat girls. Wait, was I talking about the gameplay? The harem aspect builds up slowly which is good because rushing into it would've been even more ridiculous than it already is. Some of the 3D models look janky as hell though - Yang's hair clips through her body half the time and it's distracting during the good parts. The male domination stuff gets pretty intense later on, way more than I expected from something that started so tame. Honestly the whole thing feels like someone's power fantasy about being a shitty guidance counselor, but somehow it works better than it should.

Snow is falling outside, phone in hand, and I’m flirting with half the hero faculty instead of answering work emails. That’s more or less the mood of this game. You’re thrown into this fancy “hero hotel” where all the pro heroines decided to take a little break, which somehow turns into you trying to see who you can charm into your bed first. It’s a visual novel, so most of your time is spent reading and poking the screen, but it doesn’t feel dead or stiff. The writing is simple, not Shakespeare, but it hits that nice mix of horny and playful that fits these girls so well. And yeah, they are exactly the ones you think: the rabbit psycho with the crazy thighs, the walking skysc*** with the junk in the trunk, and the teacher who really should not be allowed around students with that costume and that whip. All wrapped in hotel vibes, like one long dirty holiday weekend where nobody cares about saving the world, only about how loud you moan behind thin walls.

What got me right away is how they lean into each heroine’s personality instead of just slapping big boobs on screen and calling it a day. Mirko is all energy and trash talk, like she wants to pin you to the bed and prove she’s stronger than you even while she’s riding your dick. She teases you for being “soft” if you pick the nice dialogue options, and if you push back, she grins and gets wetter. The game lets you push your luck, too: pick the wrong line and you can feel the “ok, you fucked that route a bit” in her reaction, but it doesn’t instantly game over you like some cheap VN on Nutaku. There’s this one scene in the hotel gym, late at night, where she’s stretching in tight sportswear, ears twitching, sweat on her abs, and she basically challenges you to keep eye contact while she spreads her legs. I had to lock my phone screen once because a notification from Telegram popped up right in the middle of her pushing your face into her thighs. Still a bit salty about that. Anyway, it’s horny in a loud way, but it fits her. She feels like sex is a fight and she wants to win.

Then you jump to the room with Mt. Lady and the whole pace changes. She plays the diva hard. Always posing, always pretending she’s not horny out of her mind. Talking about “fans” while slowly turning around so you get a full shot of that ass covered by way-too-tight fabric. They do this fun thing where she messes with scale in your fantasies: she sits on your lap and it cuts to a mental image of her in giant form squatting over a city, lowering her pussy on some unlucky tower while she’s whispering in your ear what she wants you to do with your tongue. It’s ridiculous and hot and a little stupid, and honestly that’s my favorite combo. Sex scenes with her feel like she’s using you as a prop for her ego and her curves, and when she finally drops the fake cool act and just begs for it, it hits harder because you had to slowly peel off that celebrity mask. I only wish they gave her one proper morning-after scene instead of just fading back to hotel lobby chat like nothing happened. It feels like you finish blowing your load and suddenly you’re back by the piano plant talking about check-out times. My brain needed at least one cuddle CG after she almost broke my hips.

And then there’s Midnight. She’s exactly as dangerous as everyone imagines. The hotel becomes her playground, and you are this willing toy that keeps walking back to her classroom of sin. The romance angle is there, but it’s coated in leather and lube. She calls you “my eager little hero” like you’re flunking her class and the only extra credit is letting her tie your wrists with that long, teasing whip of hers. One route has you helping her “test new restraints” in a private suite, where she blindfolds you and you only get sound and text for a bit: her heels on the floor, her breath near your ear, the snap of the whip on the bed next to your head, then on your thigh, then finally that slow, warm slide of her sitting on your face, whispering that you “better focus or I’ll keep you like this all night.” I actually had to lower brightness and tilt the phone away while sitting in a café, because the text was getting way too descriptive about how her scent is making you dizzy and your cock is leaking on the sheets. Sometimes it goes a bit too long on descriptions of her perfume and not enough on actual positions, but the build-up is good enough that when she finally sinks down on you, it feels earned. The romance part with her is less flowers and more “I’ll take care of you if you obey,” which, to be honest, fits her perfectly.

It’s not a perfect game. Some transitions are clunky, some lines hit like they’ve been translated twice through Google. There’s a hotel hallway background that shows up so often it’s burned into my retina, and I kept waiting for some random background character to comment that I’m always loitering there with a hard-on. Phone UI is fine, nothing fancy, a couple of buttons that look a bit cheap like default mobile app stuff. One scene cut mid-sentence on me once and jumped to the next day, like someone accidentally hit fast-forward in the script. But in between those rough edges, you get these really juicy pockets of horny hero vacation energy, like a dirty little seasonal special where nobody cares about plot holes as long as the girls keep getting wetter and the MC keeps finding new excuses to be left alone in their rooms with the “Do not disturb” sign hanging on the door.

Guy is stuck in a life so dull it feels like when your phone freezes in the middle of a porn clip, and then suddenly he can toss trucks, melt steel, read people like horny little open books. That’s the vibe this game throws at you. You start as this regular dude, scrolling through shit, tired of everything, and then, bam, superpowers and way too many hot women in very tight outfits who absolutely do not dress for combat. Or maybe they do. I didn’t complain. The thing that surprised me is that it’s not just “click, fuck, next.” It plays more like a sandbox where you wander around, poke into people’s lives, use powers in dumb and smart ways, and slowly realize everyone around you has some twisted combination of drama, trauma, and really nice asses squeezed into latex.

What I liked most is that the game doesn’t pretend to be serious, but it still sneaks in some romance that actually hits a bit. One scene, you are talking to this older woman on the team, proper milf vibes, huge tits that look like they’re going to pop out every time she turns, and she’s giving you this fake “I’m your mentor” energy. Two clicks later she’s pinning you to a couch, hand around your cock, stroking slow while lecturing you about responsibility like some porn parody of a superhero movie. I laughed, then I was hard, then I felt slightly guilty, and the game seems to know it, because your character has those little inner thoughts that are half horny and half “am I a piece of shit for enjoying this?” Use your powers on her in the wrong way and she gets pissed, use them in the right playful way and suddenly she’s grinding on you, breathing in your ear, begging you to fuck her harder because “heroes should go all in.”

There’s a lot of focus on bodies. Big asses, bouncing tits, all that good stuff, but it doesn’t feel like a catalog. It feels more like you’re walking through horny comic panels that actually move. The first time you get a proper vaginal scene in a cramped office, it’s not this perfect porn angle. She’s on the desk, skirt around her waist, ass up, and the guy is trying not to knock over a stack of files while he rams into her. It looks clumsy in a good way, like real sex, with her moaning and swearing because the edge of the desk is digging into her thigh. There’s a handjob scene in a car that I replayed way too many times, just because of how stupidly intimate it felt: her bare feet on the dashboard, one hand on your dick, other hand lazily scrolling through a chat app on her phone while she teases you, like she’s multitasking boredom and pleasure. It’s not perfect. Some dialogue feels like the writer got distracted by Twitter halfway through. A character will say something hot, then suddenly make a weird joke that lands like a brick, and you’re sitting there thinking “why did you say that while my dick is out.” But then the game throws you a moment where you use your power to freeze a thug mid-punch, turn around, kiss your teammate slow, feel her push her big soft chest into you, and time snaps back the second her tongue slips in your mouth. And the thug just drops because apparently the universe pauses for your makeout session. That kind of stupid, horny, romantic bullshit made me grin for no good reason.

The mobile part is nice too, like you can be in bed, one hand on the screen, one hand under the blanket, tapping through scenes while pretending you’re reading something serious. Sometimes the powers feel more like an excuse to get girls naked than actual superhero thing, but I guess that’s the point. Never thought I’d watch a scene where a guy uses his strength to casually lift a woman up by her ass, fuck her against a wall, and then have a half-deep conversation about what it means to be a “symbol of hope” while her mascara is smeared and she’s still gasping. It’s dumb and kind of sweet and absolutely filthy, all at once.

Sophia’s life looks boring on paper, right? Nice husband, nice house, two kids, teacher job, basic catalog mommy vibes. Then she lands in this sweaty coastal city that feels like Instagram filters and bad decisions had a baby, and suddenly this woman is one short skirt away from forgetting what “faithful” even means. The game just throws her into all these small daily things that start normal and end with you zoomed all the way into her cleavage on your monitor, like “how did we get here, exactly?” You go with her from homeroom to backyard pool to late night kitchen in that oversized shirt, and every place is just another chance for someone’s eyes to be exactly where they shouldn’t be. Student stares too long, neighbor “just happens” to look over the fence when she bends, the friend’s wife sits too close on the couch, and Sophia keeps pretending she doesn’t notice while her nipples betray her every time.

What I liked is how the game lets you be messy with her. You’re not just clicking through porn gallery, baby, you’re steering this horny ship. Wear that almost-see-through top to school or pick the safe blouse and hate yourself. Lean in for the “innocent” kiss with your curvy female friend on the balcony, or pull back and then spend the next scene watching them in the shower anyway, because the camera work loves a good “I shouldn’t be seeing this” angle. There’s this beach scene where she adjusts her bikini bottom for like ten full seconds while some guy and his wife pretend they’re not staring. Camera just sits behind her huge ass like it’s a religious experience. And the lesbian tension? Wild. There’s one moment in the bedroom where her “friend” is teaching her how to relax, giving her a back massage, hands sliding lower, Sophia biting her lip, and you can choose if that hand keeps going between her thighs or if she panics and runs to the bathroom to masturbate alone like a coward. I did both paths, obviously. The solo one has her sitting on the closed toilet lid, panties around her ankles, phone in hand, watching some tame clip, then switching to that selfie the friend sent earlier and just losing it quietly so the family doesn’t hear. It’s nasty and kind of sad and stupid and hot at the same time, which is exactly my brand.

The cheating stuff ramps up slow. You start with looks, then “accidental” boob brushes, then lingering oral fantasies where she imagines dropping to her knees in places where she absolutely should not. There’s a scene where she’s helping a younger guy with homework at the dining table and her blouse button pops open. You decide if she fixes it or lets him get a full view of those big tits hopping when she laughs. If you keep pushing her, the game rewards you with scenes that feel almost too intimate, like when she sneaks to the dark garden, hikes up her dress, and fingers herself behind a tree while the neighbor’s wife smokes on the balcony, pretending she’s on her phone but clearly watching. The game loves exhibition vibes, like nipples visible through a wet shirt, skirts hiking up while she leans over a railing, “oops I forgot panties” moments in public transport. Not every scene hits the same, sometimes it drags and you’re just clicking through dialogue on your phone in bed thinking “girl get to the part where someone eats you out already,” but when it lands, it lands hard. Best way to play? Don’t be soft with your choices. Go for the outfits that would get her fired, say yes to the kisses that ruin friendships, make her look a little too long at every ass and pair of tits around her, then ride out the guilt while she masturbates in every room of that big empty house.