Hidden in the heart of the wild forest lives a girl unlike any other. This woman isn’t merely beautiful, but she can be molded into the perfect vision tailored specifically for you. Every curve and contour of her form can be adjusted, from the size of her breasts to the very essence of her gender, blending different traits however you want.

Your journey starts by choosing the perfect outfit, turning her into a tantalizing figure that’s both cute and dangerously hot. You decide how she looks down to the last button and strap.

When she’s set, the game plunges into intense, unfiltered enjoyment. Watch her respond to your touch and commands, making each encounter uniquely thrilling.

It’s about connection and control, where your choices shape every moment and every sensation. Whether soft or rough, the interaction flows exactly how you want it.

Jump straight into customizing and unleashing your desires. Each customization brings you closer to unforgettable experiences.

Step inside and discover what hidden pleasures await, and let the heat rise as you take control of your unique, ever-changing muse.

Lazuli is that kind of protagonist you usually see as a side joke in hentai: horny mad scientist, weird potions, zero moral brakes. Here she’s the center of everything, and the whole game just leans into that idea of “what if a futa alchemist decided the world is her test lab and every girl she likes is a guinea pig with tits.” The Cumcoction is her proud invention, but it behaves more like a jealous deity than a simple drug. One drop and a shy virgin trainer girl suddenly starts grinding on a table corner; a proud swordswoman wakes up from “just a drink” with hazy memories, cum leaking out of her ass, and a faint sense that she liked it way too much. The story keeps this strange mix of silly and fucked‑up: Lazuli talks about alchemy like a nerd who reads too many grimoires, but then she’s also the same maniac who will jerk off behind a curtain, whispering little comments while a corrupted Hinata worships her cock with both hands and mouth, drool everywhere, eyes shining with that brainwashed devotion hentai artists love so much. Scenes go from goofy experimentation to really mean stuff: blackmail with magically recorded voyeur footage, “accidental” sleep sex justified with bullshit pseudo‑science, and that slow corruption arc where proud heroines from worlds like Naruto, My Hero Academia, Dragon Ball, Fairy Tail, One Piece or Pokémon tumble down from “No, never” to “Fine, just my hand” to “Why does it feel empty when you pull out?” without even noticing how far they fell.

What makes it weirdly charming is how inconsistent Lazuli is as a character. One moment she’s doing an almost tender titfuck with someone like Nico Robin, clearly enjoying the shape of those big soft breasts, carefully smearing cum on them like she’s painting. Next moment she’s using transformation tricks so suddenly Serena or Nessa find themselves with a fat new cock between their legs, panic mixing with arousal while Lazuli explains in that smug voice how “temporary” it is, then pushes them into group sex anyway. The game uses that 2D and 3D mix in a dirty way: sometimes you get a short animated loop of a character like Erza or Android 18 taking anal, her ass bouncing and jiggling, and then it cuts back to static art for the aftermath, thick creampie dripping while Lazuli notes something in her research book. It feels like a porn lab notebook: handjob success rates, mind control side effects, level of groping tolerated before resistance drops. There are cute slices of perv life too, like Lazuli just watching Nami and Lillie masturbate separately under a subtle spell, legs shaking, completely unaware they’re being observed like experimental mice, or a harem scene where Kushina, Hinata and Sarada end up sharing the same futa cock, half from drugged lust, half from Lazuli’s shameless manipulation. The tone never fully decides if this is still “fun” corruption or already full damnation, and honestly that’s what keeps it interesting: you’re stuck in that sticky line where fantasy, mind control, blackmail, anal, vaginal, sleep sex, creampies, big tits, big asses, all blend together into one long, filthy project of turning every famous girl in anime into Lazuli’s personal property, catalogued, studied, and thoroughly fucked.

Furry Town feels like someone smashed together a cozy cafe sim, horny Twitter art, and that one farming game you swear you only play for the crops. You show up in this fluffy ass little town where everyone has ears, tails, and way too much personality, and somehow half of them also have dicks even when they really, really shouldn’t. In the best way. You start off just doing the innocent stuff: pulling weeds, watering plants, fucking up your first harvest because you were too busy flirting with the barista who keeps calling you “hun” and leaning over the counter just a bit too far. The game kind of tricks you at first. It looks cute, it sounds cute, the animals are all like “welcome, new neighbor!” and your brain goes “ok, chill, low-key romance.” Then you say yes to helping out at the farm in the evening and suddenly the “owner” shows up in cut-off shorts with a bulge that’s just disrespectful, and the conversation is like two lines away from porn. And then it goes two lines further.

What I really like is how horny it is without screaming in your face right away. You’re doing some dumb little minigame, trying to catch fish, and the UI is simple as hell, but in the background you have this big shark dude casually talking about “how good you are with your hands” and you can’t focus on the damn timing bar anymore. Or you’re serving coffee in the cafe, dragging little icons around, and one of the regulars, this shy futa bunny, starts stuttering her order while her tail won’t stay still. There was one moment that totally sold it for me: I had been farming all morning, just planting stuff, boring routine, nothing wild, and then at the end of the day my character’s clothes were a bit dirty. Normal. Then the wolf from the diner comments on the dirt smudge on my cheek and instead of a simple “oh thanks” you get an option to lean closer and let her wipe it off. Screen zooms slightly, her ears twitch, the music chills the hell out, and out of nowhere I’m in this slow, flirty scene that clearly wants to end with her pinning me against the fridge. It’s sexy because it creeps up on you, not because it shouts “SEX NOW.” And yeah, the dialogue sometimes sounds like horny RP from Telegram, but honestly that kinda fits.

The funniest part is how the game keeps pretending you’re just a nice citizen of a wholesome town while absolutely everyone wants to see you naked. You go check out the farm and there’s this whole “help us grow the business” talk that is definitely not about vegetables. You meet a sweet cat working in the cafe, all soft colors and cute apron, and then the text just casually drops that under that skirt she’s packing more than you. No big fanfare, just “oh by the way, she’s futa” and suddenly the romance options in your head rearrange. Sometimes the humor really hits, like when you finish a minigame and the reward is literally a suggestive selfie in your in-game inbox, like some horny Telegram sticker pack. Sometimes it misses and feels like someone’s horny uncle wrote the joke after discovering Discord yesterday. But even when it’s cringe, it’s the kind of cringe that makes you smirk and keep clicking anyway. The town itself feels like this weird horny bubble where going for a quiet fishing day might end with a muscled reptile flirting out of nowhere, and grabbing a late snack at the diner turns into sharing fries and accidental thigh touching under the table. I wish the game let me be a bit more mean, actually, like turning someone down hard, but it kinda insists on you being nice and flirty with everyone. Whatever. Furry Town is one of those places you “just check quickly” while your Spotify playlist loops in the background, and three in-game days later you’re halfway in love with a shy fox who grows tomatoes and “forgets” to put on a bra under her shirt.

Nightwraith feels like someone took a classic spandex comic, spilled horny brain all over it, and forgot to wipe it up. The main girl is this skinny but kind of thick redhead who wants to be a “serious superheroine” and then spends half the time with her tits out, yelling at thugs while her suit is falling apart. She talks a lot, which I liked and hated at same time. On one side it makes her feel like real person with attitude, on other side I’m reading her doing snarky banter while she’s getting her pussy destroyed and I’m thinking, girl, focus, you’re literally choking on a cock right now. The whole thing is superheroes stuff, capes and masks and stupid names, but the sex is the part that actually feels grounded. When she’s on her knees blowing a futa villain and trying not to gag, that’s actually more believable than the crime plot.

I’m a parent with teens in the house, and honestly, this game is 100% “I close the browser fast when someone walks past my door” material. It’s not just boobs and tongue. There is straight-up hardcore scenes: vaginal pounding, messy oral, cum on her face, futa-on-girl, her riding a trans heroine with a huge cock, all that. Superpowers are used in that very “of course porn would do this” way. She gets tossed around, pinned to walls, clothes ripped off with some flashy power, and then she’s getting fucked while arguing about justice. There is one moment where she’s trying to interrogate a girl with a dick and it just collapses into her ending up on her back, legs shaking, costume pushed to the side so you see everything. I liked that her costume doesn’t magically fix itself. Once her suit is shredded, it stays that way in the scene, breasts half hanging out, her ass almost fully bare while she’s still pretending she is a serious hero. The 3D-style models are sometimes hot and sometimes weird. In one shot she looks like a badass comic poster, in the next her eyes are doing that “Sims character just woke up” stare. It annoyed me for like 10 seconds, then I’m watching her tongue wrap around somebody’s shaft and I forget about it.

The Red Sirens gang is kind of funny, they’re “evil”, but most of what we see is them turning every encounter into something sexual. Like, yeah, yeah, city in danger, sure, but the real threat is that every girl on screen seems one wrong move away from ending up on all fours. What really messed with my head as a parent is that the game actually has some story and personality. She has this scrappy “I got this” vibe, she talks about proving herself, she tries to act tough, but the porn doesn’t care and just steamrolls that. One moment she’s swinging across rooftops, next she’s pinned between two futa bodies, one stretching her mouth, one pumping into her wet pussy, costume gloves still on like she’s pretending this is “part of the mission”. There’s a bit where she actually uses her powers in a sex scene, and instead of it feeling noble or heroic, it just looks like she’s helping them fuck her better. I kept thinking, “ok, this is way too much if my kid even clicks the wrong tab”, and still I kept going to the next scene. The stripping is almost more erotic than the full nudity sometimes. A ripped zipper, exposed nipple peeking through, her trying to pull her leotard back up while cum is dripping from her lips. I wish the game would slow down a tiny bit on the quips and let her just moan more, but that’s not going to change, and maybe that stubborn tone is part of the weird charm. It’s a messy, horny superhero comic that forgot it was supposed to be about justice and decided it was about how many times a redheaded heroine can get filled.