It starts with you wandering through the halls of Crossunder Academy, that kind of shiny-but-tired school where the walls have seen too many secrets. Everyone looks normal at first - until they don’t. The Student Council room smells like perfume and tension, and every conversation feels like it’s one sentence away from crossing a line. You’re not supposed to notice how Cass Hamada leans over the desk when she talks, or how Helen Parr’s skirt never quite obeys gravity, but the game doesn’t let you ignore it. It teases you with slow camera pans, half-whispered lines, and that feeling of being caught somewhere between guilt and hunger. And yeah, the story pretends it’s about leadership and responsibility, but it’s really about power - who has it, who wants it, and what they’ll do once they get it.

The sex scenes aren’t shy. They stretch out like tarot cards laid in a messy spread - each one telling something about your choices, or maybe just about your kinks. There’s the POV moments that feel too intimate, like you shouldn’t be watching, and the animated bits that slide from romantic to filthy without warning. One second it’s Katara smiling shyly, the next it’s full-on creampie with her moaning your name like a spell. Ariel shows up later, all wet skin and impossible curves, talking about wanting to “learn human love” while you’re already halfway inside her. I laughed at that line, then replayed it twice. That’s the rhythm here: you roll your eyes, then your body betrays you.

Sometimes the dialogue stumbles, sure. Some puzzle sections feel tossed in just to make you earn the next blowjob scene. But then Spider-Gwen shows up, masked and cocky, and the pacing suddenly makes sense again. It’s like the game knows exactly when you’re getting bored. The soundtrack hums low, almost embarrassed, like it’s overhearing its own fantasies. It’s messy, horny, strangely sincere. Like a fever dream that smells faintly of classroom chalk and sweat.

It’s weird how this game makes guilt feel sexy. You wake up inside someone else’s head - not just anyone, but that stretchy mom-hero everyone secretly had a thing for back when Pixar still pretended innocence. The premise should be grim, revenge and all that, but the tone keeps slipping between sad and horny, like the dev couldn’t decide if it’s therapy or foreplay. The way control shifts feels personal, almost too intimate. It’s not just mind control; it’s like the game’s trying to pry into your own urges while you’re prying into hers. And maybe I’m reading too much into polygons, but when she touches herself, it’s never about lust alone - it’s about realizing her hands aren’t really hers anymore. That mechanic where you can *feel* the resistance in her movements is unsettling in a delicious way.

There’s this one scene with the aunt - yeah, the bakery one - where she talks to you like she *knows* you’re there, like she’s been waiting for the voice in her head to finally answer back. It’s creepy and tender, then suddenly it’s just obscene. I laughed because the transition was so abrupt it felt real. The body models aren’t flawless either, and that helps. A little awkward jiggle, fingers clipping through skin, like even the code itself can’t believe what’s happening. The audio’s inconsistent - sometimes soft breathing, sometimes nothing at all, dead silence while something filthy goes down. It’s that silence that hits hardest. You start thinking, maybe she’s ashamed. Maybe you are.

I hate the damn save menu though. Always pops right when things get heated, like the universe reminding you this isn’t real. But maybe that’s what makes it stick. It’s messy, it’s wrong, and it lingers afterwards like a guilty text you never sent. You’ll probably close it and tell yourself you didn’t enjoy it that much. You’re lying.

First time I booted it up, I honestly thought it was a meme. Like, someone named the organization B.O.O.B.I.E.S and expected nobody to laugh? But then an hour later I’m sitting there, spreadsheet open on the second monitor, tracking affection points for Gwen, Mavis, and that redhead mermaid who keeps pretending she doesn’t know what a phone is. It’s ridiculous and hot in a way that shouldn’t work but kinda does. The dialogue swings between dumb superhero banter and straight-up filth, and I mean that as a compliment. I’ve seen fan mods with less confidence than this game’s writing. One moment you’re negotiating “housing arrangements” for displaced heroines, next moment you’re knee-deep in a scene that makes you forget what you were even doing before the moaning started.

There’s something about the way it mixes parody and sincerity that messes with your brain. Like, you’ll be laughing at Spider-Gwen scolding you for staring too long, and then the next click she’s on her knees, and the sound design goes from goofy to… way too real. I tried playing it on the train once (don’t), and when Cammy showed up in the gym sequence I nearly dropped my phone. The sandbox part is weirdly addictive - not because of the management stuff, but because you keep unlocking new rooms and wondering who’s gonna show up next. Mavis has this scene in the shower that’s half romance, half fever dream, and I had to pause just to check if my stats were bugged or if she really said that line about “feeding on affection.”

Also, small rant: the affection meter sometimes resets if you skip too fast, and it made me lose two hours of progress with Helen Parr, which is honestly cruel because that woman’s animations deserve a medal. But yeah, I keep coming back anyway. It’s messy, horny, self-aware, and somehow the most human thing I’ve played this month.

The sultry brunette Violet and her mother Helen from the Incredibles shatter all limits with their newest depraved escapade. This time, their twisted connection revolves around the savage art of rimming, intensifying their already debauched bond. Think about the wicked thrill when the daughter-in-law’s moist tongue explores her mummy’s rectal depths, doubling the incestuous depravity.

Every frame of this explicit flash animation reveals Violet’s wet, pink tongue diving deeper into Helen’s puckered hole, driving her mother to wild orgasms. Helen writhes beneath Violet’s expert tongue, every stroke tightening the grip of their obscene connection. Click the upper left toggle to turn on x style mode, transforming the action into something even more tantalizing.

If you’re drawn to the most forbidden acts, watching Violet and Helen explore this raw, intimate taboo will satisfy your cravings. From the slick, glistening tongue to the tight, responsive ass, this game captures the essence of filthy, twisted passion. Between the intense mother-daughter chemistry and raw sexual exploration, this game is a dark gem in adult animation.

Let yourself get lost in the depravity as Violet and Helen take incestuous rimming to the extreme. Start the animation and witness the shocking, filthy love story told through slick tongues and tight holes.