I opened Trapfield Hotel expecting cheap jokes, like the kind plastered over the usual porn-jam games that think one good tit jiggle equals writing. But this thing, weirdly, has personality - it doesn’t *care* if you laugh, moan, cringe, or all three. The first scene drops you right into the lobby, naked ego and literal everything else hanging out, and a boss who’s so tall and cocky she might as well have wings. She flirts in that half-mocking way that makes you forget it’s just text on a screen. It’s hot, but not sterile-hot. Like it’s someone smirking behind the monitor, teasing you, waiting for you to mess up your dialogue choice so she can make you regret it with a slap or a forced smile or - well, you can imagine.

Half the time I was laughing though. There’s this bit where you’re delivering towels, and the towel cart bumps into a femboy maid whose breasts bounce like they’re trying to escape gravity. He apologizes three times, blushes, and still finds a way to drag you into the staff room for “training.” The game just *leans* into that ridiculous energy, and somehow it works. It’s obscene and dumb and kind of brilliant. It’s like the dev watched a hundred hentai parodies and then decided to make one that actually feels alive, with just enough self-awareness that it never becomes boring.

Not everything hits - sometimes the dialogue repeats itself, and one room scene had lighting that looked like a fever dream, but maybe that’s on purpose; it kinda fits the corruption tone, like the hotel itself is drunk. The whole thing swings between dominance and submission faster than I can decide who’s winning. I caught myself rooting for the protagonist, then laughing when the milf receptionist literally turned him into her pet for forgetting to clock in. It’s chaotic, wet, over-the-top, and somehow honest, like it knows exactly what kind of filth it’s serving and invites you to enjoy how messy that is. Nothing polished, nothing polite, just raw kink with a wink.

Lena’s voice keeps ringing in my head even after I closed the tab - like an echo that’s not really hers, but mine. She’s drawn to disaster, that much is clear. I kept thinking she’d make a “good” choice, but the game doesn’t reward good. It teases it, then smothers it under sweat and half-whispered apologies. That scene in the cheap motel room (yeah, the one with the red sheets that keep sliding down her thighs) hit weirdly hard. I wanted to laugh, but I didn’t. Ian’s dialogue there, when he asks if she *feels anything at all* - it’s not written like porn, it’s more like he’s daring her to stop pretending. And then you realize the game’s been daring *you* the same way for the last hour.

There’s a rhythm to the choices, like breathing too fast and then stopping. One moment you’re talking about dreams and gigs and paying rent; next, you’ve got Lena on her knees, warm breath fogging up the screen. The blowjob animation isn’t even the point - it’s how she looks up after, like she’s trying to find meaning in it. I swear that little pause before she wipes her mouth says more about her than any of the branching dialogue trees. But still, there’s something sloppy about the transitions - like it’s all too aware of what it’s supposed to turn you on with. I got annoyed once because the text box covered her chest at the exact wrong time. Then I forgot I was annoyed when she bit her lip and said his name wrong on purpose. Some games talk about corruption; this one feels sticky with it, uncomfortable in a way that makes you stay longer than planned.

By the time the threesome scene rolled around - Lena, the redhead, and Ian with that smug smirk - I’d stopped trying to make moral choices. You just click and watch the mess unfold. It’s romantic and ugly and kind of beautiful in its own broken rhythm. Like you shouldn’t be watching, but you keep doing it anyway because there’s something too human about all that skin and guilt tangled together.

Fresh out of college, the guy you play is already a mess. He runs back to his old hometown, this creepy but kinda cozy fantasy place that looks normal at first, then slowly shows all the freak shit going on behind every cute storefront. The story pretends it’s about “family secrets” and “what your parents did,” but honestly it’s about you wandering around town, flirting with anything that breathes and a few things that probably shouldn’t. One minute you’re talking to a sweet girl at the café, next minute you’re spying on twins making out in a dark alley, then suddenly there’s a monster girl with horns asking if you’re “good with your hands.” The game lets you approach stuff at your own pace like a sandbox, so you can ignore the heavy plot for a while and just chase thick asses and big tits whenever you feel like it. There was a point where I followed a milf NPC just because her hips were animated like some TikTok thirst trap, ended up watching her strip in front of a window while another character across the street masturbated to it, and the game literally rewarded me for standing there like a perv. That moment sold me more than any “main quest.”

The POV angle really helps with the dirty parts. When a girl drops to her knees and unzips you for a messy blowjob, it’s right in your face, sloppy sounds and all, like some Pornhub clip but actually framed with decent camera work. Ahegao isn’t used all the time, but when it hits, it hits hard: eyes rolled back, tongue out, your dick buried deep while her ass bounces against your hips and you can actually see her trying to keep her voice down so people in the next room don’t hear. There is this one scene where you’ve been teasing a shy bookworm for a while, sending her risky texts on her phone, forcing her to masturbate in her bedroom with the curtains half open, and you just watch from the street like a creeper. She starts with fingers, then you text her to use a toy, then to angle her phone so you see everything. Total power trip. It doesn’t stop at solo stuff either. Group sex shows up pretty early if you’re curious enough: a drunk party that escalates into you sandwiched between two girls on the couch, one riding your face while the other grinds on your cock, and if you pushed the right dialogue before, they end up kissing each other around you, taking turns with your shaft and sharing spit. Some scenes slide into proper harem territory, like when you basically collect girls around town and end up with three of them in your bed, each fighting for your attention, one going anal, one taking you in her mouth, one sitting on your chest moaning like she’s in some budget anime.

What I like is how the “romance” side actually exists but gets drowned in filth the moment you decide to be a bit rough. You can treat a character sweet, spend days chatting and slowly building trust on her phone, then switch into male dom mode and tell her exactly how to touch herself, how deep to take you, how much cum she’s going to swallow, and she just melts. There’s a scene with a milf neighbor where you pretend to be “helping” her around the house, and it starts with innocent touching, your hand sliding on her lower back, then unapologetic groping in the kitchen while she’s pretending to focus on the dishes. She tries to keep it classy, but you push her over the counter, lift her skirt, and fuck her pussy while people are literally walking outside the window. She looks terrified of being caught, but her expression breaks into that dirty ahegao as soon as you go faster. And yeah, anal is there too, not some checkbox thing but properly nasty: one girl makes you warm her up with a handjob and deep kissing first, then sits on your cock slowly, whimpering every time she takes another inch, and you feel it from the inside view. I wish the town itself reacted more to your voyeurism, like more scenes where you accidentally catch lesbians going at it in the locker room or a monster girl taking advantage of some scared citizen in an alley, but whatever, the stuff that is here already gives plenty of reason to sneak around. If you want the most out of it, don’t rush from one obvious sex scene to the next. Linger, stalk characters, check windows at “wrong” moments, push teasing as far as possible before you finally stick it in. Let the game make you feel like you really shouldn’t be watching, then watch anyway.

The whole thing feels like someone took a trashy discipline fetish manga, threw it on a lonely island, and then accidentally added a half-decent management sim on top. You play as the guy in charge of one of those “special education” facilities where all the washed out students get dumped. On paper it sounds kind of dry, but this place is basically a pressure cooker full of horny, pissed-off young adults who think they’re too old to be treated like schoolkids… and you are exactly there to prove they’re wrong. They sign forms, they pretend they have rights, and then you walk them into a “classroom” that looks more like a club backroom with cameras on every wall and a stage that absolutely isn’t for PowerPoint.

What hit me first is how quickly the tone swings from fake-official to filthy. One moment the game is talking about attendance and study plans, next you’re dragging a lazy student out in front of the others and telling her she can either pass her “oral exam” or spend the night in public detention. There was this scene where I cranked her “obedience level” too fast in the management screen and suddenly the next event had her standing on a table, collar on, being ordered to strip while the rest of the class watches and “takes notes”. The CG there is ridiculous in the best way: her face trying to look tough, body already betraying her, skirt around her ankles and the teacher’s hand sliding up between her cheeks like it’s the most normal thing in the world. They really lean into humiliation, not soft, not romantic, just raw “you’re ours now” energy, especially when other students are forced to watch and join in. It’s not even subtle voyeur stuff; half the time the door is wide open and there’s a security camera light blinking in the corner like a bored pervert.

The management layer is half shallow, half weirdly addictive. You juggle class schedules, “special programs”, budgets, all that. Send this girl to “disciplinary counseling”, throw that one to the group “practice session” in the gym, mark another for a private “consultation” in the teacher’s lounge where the couch is obviously not for sitting. Some days you’re basically running a porn studio disguised as a remedial school. Raise her corruption stat and suddenly she volunteers to bend over the teacher’s desk while two other students hold her wrists, pretending it’s extra credit for teamwork. Push it higher and she’s the one dragging a shy new girl into a locker room, groping her through a half-unbuttoned uniform while laughing too loud because she knows the security staff is watching through that tinted window. I liked how sometimes an event kicks in that you didn’t plan at all, like walking past a classroom and catching a bunch of students “rehearsing” a strip show with desks pushed to the side. You can barge in and take control, or just sit in the dark behind the one-way glass and quietly crank the voyeur options higher. It’s messy, it’s inconsistent, some scenes feel copy-pasted and one of the UI buttons annoyed me so much I kept clicking the wrong thing, but then you hit a night scene where the whole class is lined up on the rooftop, collars glinting in the city lights, getting inspected one by one, and yeah. This game knows exactly what kind of rotten little island it wants to be.

Alex isn’t some blank-slate hero. He’s tired, horny, confused, and still stupidly in love with his wife. The game throws you right into his messages, like you’re scrolling through someone’s private phone. Julia’s texts feel too real - half sweet, half cold - and when she starts posting those late-night blog updates, you can’t help but dig deeper. There’s that sick thrill of spying on someone you shouldn’t, mixed with the ache of wanting her back. You’ll find yourself switching between guilt and arousal faster than you can type a reply. It’s voyeurism wrapped in heartbreak, and it hits harder than expected.

The choices don’t just flip a switch - they twist the knife. One moment you’re convincing her to talk, the next you’re watching her “experiment” with another man while you pretend it’s fine. The game doesn’t hold your hand; it lets you drown in your own jealousy or curiosity. The sandbox bits let you chase different routes: rebuild what’s broken, open the door to other lovers, or just spiral into full-blown NTR madness. And yeah, the sex scenes go all in - no fade-to-black bullshit. Julia’s moans sound like confessions, not performances. Sometimes she’s teasing through the camera, sometimes begging, sometimes letting someone else touch her while you watch, and it’s messy and hot and awful in the best way.

What really got me though was how alive everyone feels. Chad’s that idiot friend who somehow gives good advice between dick jokes. The twins show up later and completely derail any moral compass you thought you had. Monster girls, MILFs, even a shy lesbian side route - it’s all there, tangled in one big horny emotional disaster. The writing swings from romantic to filthy without warning, and I kinda love that. It’s not polished, not safe, but damn if it doesn’t feel human. You’ll hate yourself for caring, then get off anyway.

Guy wakes up with a shit childhood behind him and suddenly everyone expects him to be normal, go to school, run a cafe and not stare at every pair of tits that walks past the counter. That’s the basic mood. You’re this dude trying to turn a tiny, half-broken cafe into something real, while your last year of school keeps tripping you up. And every girl that drifts into your orbit somehow ends up tangled in this weird mix of “aww that’s cute” and “why am I hard again, she just asked for coffee.” It starts soft: shy schoolgirl staying late to “help you close,” the older teacher pretending she’s only here to grade your project, the milf landlord who leans just a bit too far over the table when she’s talking about rent. It feels like a normal dating sim for a bit. Flirty texts, small talks, wiping tables, brushing against hips “by accident,” sucking glances at cleavage when they think you’re busy with the espresso machine. Then the game decides that if you’re going to be the man of this place, you’re going to really be the man.

Once the switch flips, it leans into wholesome but very clear male domination. Not angry, not cruel, more like “you’re mine now, isn’t that what you wanted?” and all the girls kinda melt into it. One moment you’re correcting a girl’s homework, next she’s on her knees between your legs in the back room, mouth full of cock, trying not to choke while students walk by outside the door. You’re teaching them “discipline” in your own way: spanking a bratty classmate bent over a cafe chair after closing, slow and deliberate hits on her ass until she stops talking back and just whimpers into the cushion. There’s this cute thing where a virgin girl keeps pretending she’s fine with just teasing, sitting on your lap, grinding on you through your pants while she serves customers, but her panties get soaked and eventually you just drag her into the storage room and fuck her properly, condom forgotten, her first time ending with you buried deep and creampie dripping down her thighs while she clings to your shirt and calls you sir. It tries really hard to be romantic but then you’re groping her boobs in the walk-in fridge with the milk cartons.

What works a lot better than I expected is how the cafe becomes this base of operations for your whole harem. At first it’s one-on-one scenes, but once they all start knowing about each other it shifts into this messy, horny family energy. Girls teasing each other behind the counter, one of them flashing her big tits from under the apron because she lost a bet, another one kneeling to give you a quick handjob under the table while you pretend to check the accounts on your phone. Group scenes escalate fast: you’ve got two girls on their knees sharing your cock, taking turns swallowing, spit strings everywhere, while a third straddles your face on a cafe sofa. Somebody always has a big ass bouncing on you, somebody else is spreading herself on the counter like she’s today’s special, and half the fun is that they’re all kind of exhibitionists at heart. Curtains not fully closed, door not really locked, a student walking past the windows while you’re pumping into a girl from behind, her tits pressed to the glass, fogging it up. The “slave” angle is there, but it feels more like they’re eager pets than broken toys. They wear collars under their school uniforms, hide marks from your spanking under long skirts, call you master with this embarrassing blush that makes it even hotter. There are a few weird tiny annoyances, like how one girl’s expression in a serious BDSM scene looks more like she smelled something bad than like she’s turned on, and once a looping animation just kept going a bit too long and killed the mood, but then another scene hits where you’ve got your whole harem in the closed cafe at night, every chair pushed aside, girls on tables and floor, moaning, cum on lips and bellies, and yeah, you kinda forget you were supposed to care about anything else.

Power Fantasy Mayor is one of those games that looks stupid in the best way and then suddenly you realize you are min-maxing orgasms like it’s a gacha spreadsheet. The setup is simple: city in chaos, weird virus, council is gone, you are the last idiot standing and now you are the mayor with absolute authority over everyone’s body and life. The story pretends to care about morality for about five minutes, then it basically asks you: do you want to be a half decent guy who still uses his new power to peek at tits from the CCTV system, or do you just go full corruption route and turn the whole town into your personal porn studio. It calls itself a “choice” game and technically that’s true, but let’s be honest, when the game gives you a dialogue like “protect citizen” or “check how deep she can take it”, it already knows what button you will click.

What I liked a lot, from a gamification nerd view, is how the corruption and affection numbers work almost like a fake RPG level system. Every time you pass some new law or push your power too far, the city’s “mood” shifts and scenes unlock that literally didn’t exist before. You think it’s just flavor text, but then suddenly that strict teacher you saw in a boring meeting earlier is now sneaking into your office after curfew, panting, on her knees, because your new “mandatory health inspection” order says the mayor needs to personally “check oral reflexes”. There is zero subtlety. It’s funny. One time I forced through a curfew rule just to see what happens, and next in-game day there’s a scene where two girls try to sneak past the patrols, get caught on camera, and you watch the replay first like some voyeur cop, then you can literally teleport there using your weird paranormal powers and decide if you punish them with public anal or pretend to be nice and invite them into a “safe room”. I picked the fake nice route and the game still rewarded me with them making out on the couch and you just sit there as mayor, watching, waiting until they pull you in. Consent is… flexible here.

The superpower stuff is funny because it feels like the dev had one idea after reading a bad hentai doujin and just layered everything on top. Sometimes you are reading about infection rates, then suddenly you freeze time so you can walk around a locker room, stripping the bustiest girl in the squad and positioning her like a doll, then unpause and watch her lose it with full ahegao because now her bra just “mysteriously vanished” in front of her classmates. There is also this whole thing with public speeches where you can influence mass behavior: pick a calm, responsible speech and the city becomes manageable, or you go full cult leader, shirt slightly open, promising “new freedoms” and the whole square turns into a huge exhibitionist playground later. The game doesn’t explain the math, but there is clearly some hidden stat that tracks how degenerate your policies are, because after a while even random NPCs start doing lesbian stuff in back alleys if you keep making pervy laws. The harem angle is both fun and kind of broken: you collect girls from different factions, each with her own corruption level, but once they all live in your mansion, scenes start to repeat with tiny changes and it feels a bit like using the same sticker pack on Telegram for every reply. Also the UI has this tiny confirm button on the bottom right that you have to hit every time you change a policy and it drove me crazy for like twenty minutes straight and I still hate it. Anyway, the best part for me was when I passed a law about “mandatory camera checks” and then later caught my own security chief on-screen, on her knees, choking on a dildo-shaped training device she swears is “for interrogation practice” while your character just laughs and tells her to prove it on the real thing. The game pretends to be about saving a city but it’s actually about how far you can push people until they beg you to own them.

The house feels too quiet when Sterling walks in, the kind of silence that sticks to your skin. There’s that smell - old wood, perfume, something faintly sinful like memories that never left. You can almost hear the ghosts of laughter and moans tangled in the walls. Everyone looks at him differently now, not as the kid who ran off, but as the man who came back with a pulse full of tension. The women in this game, they don’t waste time pretending innocence. The so-called mourning period lasts about five seconds before somebody’s hand is somewhere it shouldn’t be. It’s messy, funny, uncomfortable, and hot in that way only forbidden things are. Sometimes you’ll laugh because the dialogue’s ridiculous, sometimes you’ll forget to breathe because a scene just hits that filthy sweet spot between lust and shame.

What I liked most was how it never feels clean. There’s domination that borders on cruelty, soft moments ruined by sudden gropes, a futa scene that goes way harder than expected, and those “oops-I-shouldn’t-watch-this” voyeur bits that make you squirm. Even the humor has teeth; it’s not wink-wink-nudge-nudge but more like someone laughing right in the middle of an orgasm. The harem thing isn’t just numbers - it’s chaos management, trying to juggle jealousy and desire while every woman (and not only women) seems one breath away from breaking the furniture. And then there’s that weird ache when corruption sneaks in, when seduction turns into ownership and you realize you kind of wanted it that way. The sound design helps too: low voices, wet noises that feel too real through headphones, that small gasp when a boundary gets crossed.

It’s not perfect - some pacing’s off, and a few scenes feel like they forgot their own setup - but maybe that’s why it works. Like old VHS hentai, rough edges make it human. It doesn’t pretend to be classy, it just drags you down into the mess and dares you to call it art while your pants are still around your ankles.

Los Angeles 2042 in this game feels like someone took Blade Runner, poured cheap whiskey on it and then asked “ok but where is the pussy.” Neon everywhere, holo ads with bouncing tits, high-tech toys, and then you walking around as this burned out corporate merc who is way too good at hurting people and way too bad at staying out of other people’s beds. You’re supposed to find this girl who suddenly matters to literally everyone in the city, but of course it never stays just “find and deliver.” One moment you’re sneaking through some high-rise owned by a corp that treats human lives like printer ink, next moment you’re balls deep in a milf who’s been playing power games longer than you’ve been alive. And the game doesn’t even pretend it’s classy about it. There’s face fucking, anal, tits riding your cock, cum all over everything. Animated scenes, not those lazy slideshow things. You actually watch her ass bounce while you rail her against some cold futuristic window with the skyline behind her. Very tasteful. And by tasteful I mean zero taste, just pure filth.

What I liked is how it mixes that heavy sci-fi mood with straight up horny trash. You’ve got corporate wars, merc squads, people getting shot in the head at close range with blood painting the walls. Then, ten minutes later, you’re pinning some virgin hacker girl against a desk, pushing her legs open while she’s still pretending she only needs you for “protection.” She says she’s never done it, your character basically goes “yeah sure” and then you see how tight she grabs you, how her body shakes when you slide in slowly the first time, and you kinda realize she really was a virgin and you just wrecked her. There are moments where the domination vibe is heavy too. Hand on throat, ass up, spanking her till her cheeks are red, then slipping a thumb inside to watch her squirm, then full on anal with her face buried in the pillow. Sometimes it’s romantic, you actually get those quiet scenes after the chaos, naked bodies tangled in a shitty apartment with neon bleeding through the blinds, soft kisses, slow vaginal creampie where she pulls you deeper with her legs wrapped around your waist. Next scene you’re watching two people fuck from the shadows, full voyeur creep mode, zooming in on her big ass bouncing on top of a futa whose cock is way too big to be legal, and you just stand there like “yeah, this is fine.” I still hate how one character constantly takes her clothes off by stripping super slowly like she’s on some cheap cam site, while another girl will just dump her top in half a second and shove your face in her huge tits, but maybe that’s part of the charm, this messy mix of romance, brutality and absolute porn brain, all wrapped in neon and broken dreams.