It's no secret that extraterrestrials walk the Earth alongside humans. Here, you slip into the skin of a green-skinned alien who’s landed on Earth for one explicit mission. The main challenge is to disguise yourself as a man and seduce earthly women to inseminate them.

First, tweak your SPECIAL stats to enhance your alien powers and skills. Hit the red button and your ship lands you smack dab in the closest urban sprawl.

To avoid suspicion, behave like any other guy: talk to people, sip whiskey or coffee at the bar. The dirty, damp sewers become your playground to meet women and fuck them hard.

With each conquest, boost your alien upgrades and make your invasion unstoppable. Sex drives your mission forward; every conquest brings you closer to completing your alien agenda.

Command the night, indulge in hardcore sexual escapades, and conquer the urban jungle. Take charge, initiate contact, and fulfill your perverse mission before time runs out.

A potent combo of social manipulation, extraterrestrial lust, and hardcore sexual content awaits. Only in the shadowy depths of the city will you find your true prey - will you claim them all?.

The moment of truth has finally arrived, and Shaundi - the fiercest, most badass (and let’s be honest, the hottest) girl from "The Saints" crew - is stepping into the spotlight. But this isn’t just any game - it’s a minigame, and it’s a parody to boot.

More than that, it’s an unapologetic hentai parody minigame, crafted by the notorious "Porn Bastards" series. So was it really worth it for Shaundi to get mixed up in all this madness?

Dive in, get your hands dirty, and see for yourself if Shaundi lives up to the hype. This isn’t just about silly jokes or cheap laughs - it’s a wild, explicit romp filled with tongue-in-cheek humor and outrageous scenarios.

From the moment the game kicks off, you’ll be thrown into a frenzy of provocative mini-challenges that push boundaries and test your limits. Every pixel oozes that signature "Porn Bastards" style - bold, brash, and fiercely unrestrained.

If you’ve ever imagined what happens when a hardcore street fighter meets a hentai fantasy gone wild, this game delivers exactly that.

So, are you ready to peel back the layers of Shaundi’s persona and unleash the wild side she rarely shows?. Get in, get dirty, and embrace the chaos - because once you start, there’s no turning back.

Play now and make your own judgment: is this the ultimate tribute to one of “The Saints” most iconic characters, or just another crazy chapter in the "Porn Bastards" saga?.

Spring City feels like that horny daydream you have on the commute when you stare out the window and your brain just wanders into trash territory. You’re this young guy stuck in a pretty normal city, normal apartment, normal routine, except the “normal” includes living with your dad and a stepmom who looks like she walked out of some late night hentai playlist. The game doesn’t rush to scream porn at you every second, which is weirdly nice and also a bit frustrating, because you’re always kind of waiting for that moment when a harmless conversation at breakfast suddenly starts to feel too intimate. And it does. A lot.

The thing that actually surprised me is how much the scenes feel like they’re trying to seduce you instead of just throwing tits at your face. You get those CG moments where time kind of stops, like you’re stuck on a single frame of her leaning over the kitchen counter, tank top hanging low, or that shot when she sits on your bed to “talk” and you immediately know nobody’s here to talk. Whoever handled the art clearly understands how slowly exposing skin can be way filthier than just going full nude from the start. There’s one moment in the living room, late evening, she’s in casual home clothes, soft lighting from the TV, and the conversation is totally normal, about school or work or something I instantly forgot, because the way her top sticks to her body is the real script. It’s not subtle, it’s just… slow. And that’s fun.

Voice wise, okay, there is no spoken dialogue, which is a crime, but I still found myself “hearing” her in my head. The writing gives her this kind of warm, careful tone with just enough wrongness under it, like she’s too interested in your feelings, too gentle when she apologizes for something small, too quick to compliment you. Half of it feels like emotional incest roleplay and the other half like your standard porn fantasy, and my voice actor brain kept thinking how good it would sound if she had that soft, slightly older, teasing voice. The pacing of the text works like a script, lines that you can imagine whispered, some that feel like they should be choked out mid-moan. At the same time, the main character talks a bit too much in his head. Sometimes his inner monologue is like, “bro, stop thinking and put your hand on her thigh already.”

The choices are where the kink really ramps. They pretend to be small things: “stay in your room” or “join her in the kitchen”, “look away” or “keep staring”. Nothing special at first, but three or four clicks later you’re in a scene where she’s half on top of you on the couch, you can smell her perfume in your brain, and you realize every earlier “harmless” option pushed you here. I liked that. Sometimes you do something innocent like helping her with groceries and suddenly there’s that CG shot of her breasts pressed against your chest while she thanks you, and the game kind of laughs at you because you knew exactly what you were doing. But it can also be slow to pay off. I had a whole in-game day where nothing spicy happened except one almost-flirty line, and I sat there thinking, “I did not come here to simulate chores, thanks.”

Spring City itself is more a background stage than a real playground, which is fine and also a bit of a waste. You move between a few places, make some choices, meet a few people, but all I cared about was getting back home. The city could be replaced with a random empty town and I honestly wouldn’t notice. Still, the little routine of leaving and returning makes the house feel extra private. When you walk through the door and she’s there, alone, that’s when the tension spikes. There’s this bedroom scene where the door is cracked open and you’re standing in the hallway watching her change, and you’re just waiting for the game to ask if you’re going to step in or stay hidden. I picked the nastier path of course and the follow-up CG was way dirtier than I expected, not because of what they show, but how close the “camera” gets. Zoom on her lips, her fingers on the bedsheet, her eyes avoiding yours for a second. It’s porn, yes, but it tries to act like it isn’t for a bit, and that makes it dirtier.

What I kept thinking is, this would be insane with good voice packs. Like legit moans, soft little breaths when she passes behind you and touches your shoulder, that shaky inhale right before she crosses a line she’s not supposed to cross. Instead you just hear the silence of your room and your own brain filling in the sounds. It weirdly works, but also, I’m spoiled by stuff on DLsite and certain Patreon projects that go all in on audio. Still, there’s one early morning kitchen scene with her in a short robe, sleepy, hair a bit messy, and the writing there, the way she talks to you about “how you’re growing up”, felt filthy in a really quiet way. I could almost hear her voice in my headphones like a custom ASMR file from some horny VA on Fansly who recorded this for rent money. I stopped to reread one line and realized I had completely forgotten the city even existed outside that kitchen.

Anyway, it’s a messy, horny little fantasy about living with a stepmom you absolutely should not be thinking about late at night and doing it anyway, inside a city that politely pretends nothing weird is going on. The choices pull you slowly from “polite son” to “co-conspirator in something morally fucked”, and the CGs reward you for every bad decision with more skin, more closeness, more scenes where her body language does all the talking. I kept telling myself I’d just check one more event and then close the tab, and then suddenly I was hunting for the one decision path that pushes her just a bit further, just to see how far the writers are willing to go before they flinch. Still waiting to see them flinch.

Cold wind biting, dim twilight fading, crackling fire popping.

His breath mists in the icy air as he steps cautiously into the endless expanse of snow-covered plains, each crunch beneath his boots echoing in the still silence. The vast white wilderness seems both cruel and beautiful, a harsh reminder of why no one chooses this place lightly. Beside him, the gentle warmth of his family wraps around him - a strange comfort amidst the bleakness. Each woman shines with her own affection, some shy glances exchanged, others bold teasing that brings color to frozen cheeks.

The journey was never going to be easy, but it’s clear now that hardship has its own strange charm. What once seemed an unforgivable exile now pulses with electric possibilities between body heat and whispered secrets.

This isn’t just survival - it’s a slow unveiling of new desires, a narrative stitched with layers of warmth and want. Each step forward is not just enduring but embracing, finding beauty and complexity in unexpected places.

What began as a forced trek becomes a sensual voyage where contrast sharpens, harshness softens, and limits blur. Here, among ample figures and frosty winds, the impossible warmth of desire thrives like an untamed ember.

At last, survival is more than mere endurance - it’s a celebration of flesh, feeling, and fierceness amidst the frost.