This thing's basically the horny sequel nobody asked for but somehow got anyway. You're back to pounding some catgirl with cartoon physics tits, except now she's got different hair or whatever minimal effort they put into making this feel "new." The whole setup is exactly what you'd expect - POV fucking where you get to pick between her pussy, ass, or just rubbing your massive dong all over her face until she's covered in cum.

What's weird is how they market this as an "update" to Cheerleader Fuck when it's really just the same mechanics with a different character model. Like, congrats developers, you changed the sprite and called it a day. The catgirl moans appropriately when you're balls deep in her ass, and the creampie animations are decent enough if you're into that whole "filling her up" fantasy. But honestly? After five minutes you've seen everything this has to offer. The facial cumshots look alright I guess, though they went a bit overboard with the jizz physics - girl ends up looking like she got hit by a bukkake tornado.

The controls are whatever, point and click to thrust harder or switch holes. There's some attempt at dirty talk but it's that generic "oh yes daddy fuck me harder" bullshit that every game uses. What really gets me is how they act like swapping between anal and vaginal is some revolutionary feature when literally every porn game since 2010 has done this exact same thing. At least the POV angle works well enough for immersion, and if you're specifically hunting for catgirl content then sure, this scratches that itch. Just don't expect anything groundbreaking beyond basic hole-stuffing simulator with animal ears slapped on top.

Horny brain goes “oh hey, Ankha,” and yeah, it delivers exactly that dirty thought you have from all those cursed TikToks and memes, just louder. This is not some big epic story, it’s basically a shrine to one smug catgirl who knows she’s hot and makes you feel tiny just looking at her. Ancient Egypt vibe everywhere, golden stuff, hieroglyphs, that lazy rich-bitch pose on her back like she owns half the desert. Animation loops are the whole point here. You’re not here to think, you’re here to stare while she rides, sucks, squeezes and milks you in every angle until your brain turns to nut-flavored soup. The way she looks down on you while she’s on top, that little “you’re just my toy” attitude, it hits harder than it should.

Things get nasty in a slow-build way. No long intro, no big “hello traveler” bullshit, Ankha is already in sex mode, playing with your attention like a cat with a string. Blowjobs with that smug face, eyes half-lidded, like she’s bored and turned on at the same time. Then she speeds up, globs of spit, sloppy strokes, her tongue dragging along the shaft, and you get that perfect moment when she looks straight at the “camera” and you feel your whole body clench. Then tits. She’s not some crazy big-boob hentai monster, but the titfuck animation is tight and bouncy, tits sliding up and down with oil shine, her fingers pressing them together while her tail twitches behind. I didn’t even plan to care about the titfuck part and then I was stuck watching that loop way too long, like some horny hypnotized idiot.

Girl on top is where it really pops though. She climbs on, strokes you into place, then just sinks down slow, like she’s testing how much you can take. Hips roll in that lazy cat style, not some wild jackhammer move at first, more “I’m enjoying this, you’ll come when I decide.” Then it switches, faster thrusts, her ass cheeks bouncing, you see her claws flex a bit, she leans forward and her tits swing in your face while she grinds you deeper. Furry angle is soft, not full beast mode, she’s still this slick, sexy catgirl with smooth fur patterns and that iconic headpiece. The cumshots are actually kind of rude in the best way. Thick spurts across her face while she smirks, messy finishes all over her chest, or flooding her pussy when she sits down hard and just stays there to milk out the last drops. Loops make it dangerous: you think “okay one more,” then she arches her back, moans with that little arrogant smile again, and yeah, you’re starting another one without thinking at all.

This one starts like a bad idea you joke about in Discord and then actually click anyway. You get dropped into a room with this blonde catgirl just knocked out cold on the bed, all soft breathing and messy hair, and the game basically asks: “How far can you push it before she wakes up?” It’s not subtle. It’s not romantic. It’s pure “I probably shouldn’t like this, but here we are” energy. The whole thing feels like a horny side quest from a bigger game that never existed, where the main objective is to make her cum without tripping any invisible alarm bar. Instead of big story dumps, it’s all little interactions. You poke, you drag, you tap, you test how much you can get away with. Sometimes her body twitches a bit, a tiny moan slips out, and you just sit there like an idiot grinning at your screen.

What surprised me is how much of it feels like running pickup lines, but on a sleeping girl, which is messed up in the best way. In real life you say something cheesy like “you’re so cute I forgot my next line” and pray they don’t cringe. Here, your “pickup lines” are your fingers. You touch her thigh instead of her shoulder, or you go for panties first instead of teasing her legs, and the game either rewards you with new reactions or punishes you with that little “she almost woke up” heartbeat moment. There was one time I went straight for her boobs like a caveman, and she twitched, turned her head, and I legit pulled my hand away from the mouse like she could see me. Another run, I went super slow, just tracing around her hip and the edge of her panties, and the difference in her breathing sound actually made me feel smug, like I’d figured out some secret tech. It’s ridiculous, because under all that there’s basically the same goal every time: undress her, touch her, push her over the edge while she’s still half in dreamland. But the small stuff keeps changing it. Like, the cake thing. I thought “ok, funny prop, whatever,” but the moment you realize you can smear it on her skin and use it as an excuse to “clean” her with your hands, it turns into this weird food-play/consent-nightmare combo that somehow works. It’s the kind of kink you don’t admit to anyone, then later you’re scrolling through your phone, see a random dessert pic on Instagram and your brain just goes, “oh.”

The catgirl part is low-key what holds the whole fantasy together. She’s not some stern office lady or big tiddy knight mommy, she’s got that lazy, curled-up-pet vibe. Tail relaxed, ears doing tiny micro-movements when you touch somewhere sensitive, like her body is half aware but her brain is still stuck in a sex dream you’re hijacking. When you finally manage to peel her clothes off without waking her, there’s this short window where she’s fully exposed, breathing heavy, cheeks stained with this faint blush, and somehow that’s more intense than the actual orgasm scene. The climax is nice, don’t get me wrong, the way her body tenses and the audio spikes hits hard, but for me the real kick is everything just before, when you know she’s close, her hips start to move on their own and you’re just trying not to fuck it up by going too rough. There are tiny annoyances that drove me nuts, like that one hitbox that never seems to register right on the first try, or how sometimes the reaction feels delayed so you overcompensate and mess up the pacing. And there are moments where I wished I could whisper some filthy line in her ear, or at least see what kind of dream she’s having, but that’s never going to happen. This game lives in that quiet, guilty space where nothing is spoken and everything is done anyway. You’re not here to romance her. You’re here to test how far “just a little touch” can go before it turns into a full-body shake and a wet spot on the sheets while she still looks like an angel taking a nap.

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