It’s one of those games that pretends to be a soft, warm slice-of-life thing and then suddenly you’re in the middle of something that feels way too personal. The catgirl moves like she knows you’re staring - those little idle animations where she adjusts her top or flicks her tail, they get under your skin. You think it’s just another anime-style “simulator,” but no, the rhythm of it pulls you into this weird trance. There’s an AI-driven bit with her reactions, and sometimes she blushes at the wrong time, and that glitchy timing makes it hotter somehow. Like she’s trying to hide how much she wants it but the code betrays her.

The story pretends to care about unemployment and government programs, but nobody’s here for paperwork roleplay. There’s that moment - when you wake up, half-naked, and she’s hovering over you, ears twitching - and the dialogue stutters between sweet and filthy so fast it actually feels real. I swear the sound design deserves more credit; you can hear her breathing change when you choose the rougher response. The titfuck scene (yeah, that one) has this odd rhythm mismatch between animation loops, but your brain fills the gaps. And I hate that I noticed the lighting bug in the corner while also completely ignoring it because - well, priorities.

And yeah, maybe the game tries too hard to balance “romance” with raw lust. It doesn’t need to. When it leans into the messy stuff - her mewling during oral, the wet slap of skin when you’re losing control - it stops pretending to be polite. That’s when it works. That’s when it stops being a simulator and starts being something embarrassingly intimate. Still, I wish they’d fix the text speed option; it skips lines right before the creampie animation sometimes. But whatever. You’ll forget that quick enough once she looks up, cum dripping from her chin, eyes wide and empty-bright. Dare to play it alone, or invite company?

Corporate drone by day, walking hard-on by night, that’s kinda the vibe here. You’re this fresh grad stuck in a bland bank job, numbers and spreadsheets and fake smiles, then you move into your fiancée Anna’s house and suddenly it’s like someone patched a porn mod into your life. Her mom? Straight-up milf energy every time she leans over the kitchen table, blouse just a little too loose, eyes staying on you a little too long. Her “aunt” who’s not really an aunt? Those long slow hugs that last one second past normal, nails scratching your neck. The teasing is constant, it’s like the game is edging you on purpose. Hand brushing your crotch “by accident”, sitting on your lap while “helping” with a laptop issue, those shower scenes where the door doesn’t close all the way and you just stand there, dick straining, deciding how far you wanna go.

Sex scenes are full animated and honestly pretty hot for something that still feels a bit janky around the edges. There’s this one early scene where you finally lose it and take a girl’s virginity on the couch, her legs shaking, your dick sliding in slow, her trying to keep quiet because people are sleeping upstairs. Camera angle from behind, her ass bouncing on your lap, little wet sounds, her hand clamped over her mouth. It starts all sweet and clumsy and then shifts into you absolutely railing her, pulling hair, fingers digging into her hips, finishing deep inside and watching that white drip out when you pull back. Game really loves its creampies, like it keeps zooming in on that mess leaking out of used holes and it never really gets old. Vaginal, anal, blowjob on the stairs where she’s trying not to choke but clearly loving it, it escalates fast once you stop pretending to be loyal.

Under all the fucking there’s a light harem thing going on, you slowly collecting girls from this “family and friends” circle, each with their own scenes, some cheating drama, plenty of groping in crowded rooms where nobody is supposed to notice. You’re meant to feel a tiny bit guilty about Anna, but the game sort of laughs at that and hands you more willing holes. Story pretends to be serious at times, with secrets and money stuff at the bank, but mostly it’s just an excuse to get you into more situations where some older woman is on her knees, lips shiny, looking up while she strokes you and asks if you’re really going to marry someone else. Plays like a porn series where you’re the main stud, choices nudging who gets your load and where, and the house slowly turns from “family home” into your personal fuck palace without anyone really saying that out loud.

Guy thinks he is in a normal sweet marriage, vanilla as hell. Morning kisses, boring selfies in the kitchen, Netflix, soft sex where you both kind of know what will happen. She blushes when you touch her, you feel proud because you keep it “pure”. That kind of vibe. Game starts very calm, like some comfy romance manga that accidentally loaded on the wrong website.

Then this stranger woman walks in and the whole thing just… tilts.

She is not subtle at all. She looks at your wife like she is already naked, but at the same time she looks at you like you are a toy she already broke in her head. I like how the game does it very quiet in the beginning. No big drama, just small scenes: a “friendly” hand on your wife’s lower back, a slightly too long eye contact when you catch her changing clothes reflected in a window, her sitting across the table and spreading her legs just a little, enough to make you wonder if you imagined it. The dev leans hard on that voyeur feeling, like you are peeking into your own life from the outside and still getting hard from it.

What got me is how the game keeps poking your idea of being a good husband. You want just normal missionary with your cute wife, lights half off, nothing extreme. She wants that too, she is shy, she trusts you, she believes you will protect her. And then the stranger starts texting. “Did you fuck her like I told you?” You start checking your phone during sex, which is honestly fucked up and also very hot in this context. There is one scene where you are inside your wife and the stranger is outside the door, talking loud on purpose so your wife hears her voice and gets nervous. You watch your wife trying to relax, trying to pretend it is fine, and you feel your dick get harder from her tension. I hated that about myself. I loved that the game made me hate that.

As a purist I came in for simple romance, kissing, some softcore cg, a bit of teasing, and I get dragged into this slow netorare spiral that feels too real. There is barely any wild kink, no whips flying around, nothing like that. It hurts more because everything looks like everyday life, just twisted. A hand on her thigh in a car. A “try this dress, I think your husband will like it” moment where the dress is too short for any normal day. A harmless “girls’ night” that suddenly has pictures from a club sent to your phone while you are home alone, jerking off to the thought that maybe someone else is touching her on the dance floor. You do not see everything directly, sometimes you only get a hint, a blurry photo, a shadow. Your brain fills the gaps and it is worse than any porn.

There is this one small thing that annoyed me: the chat sound effect is way too loud on my headphones and I keep reaching for the volume slider in Spotify instead of the browser, every damn time, and it breaks the mood for a second. Then she sends another picture of your wife’s panties pulled aside and you forget the sound again. I also kept fighting with the choices. You pick “No, I will stay loyal” and the scene still finds a way to make you complicit, like the stranger is saying “you can pretend you are resisting, but I see what you are really looking at.” It is frustrating in a good way and in a bad way. Some people will hate that, but honestly that is the point of this title. It is not here to make you a hero, it is here to push that ugly question: how much of your so-called pure love is just you wanting to own her body completely.

The sex itself is not crazy complex, mostly regular stuff, but the timing is brutal. Vaginal scenes that should feel romantic get corrupted by a door half open, a phone on the nightstand lighting up, the memory of how your wife smiled a bit too bright after spending time with the stranger. There is a moment where she says “I am yours” while you are fucking her and you remember the way the stranger’s hand rested on her hip earlier. You keep thrusting anyway. You tell yourself you are still the good guy. The game just quietly watches you lie to yourself.

Fashion Business looks like something I’d scroll past on Nutaku when I’m bored in bed, then somehow I’m still poking at my phone an hour later, half annoyed, half turned on. You play as Monica, this walking definition of “rich bitch” who treats everyone like trash and thinks her tits and money are gravity. At start she’s all queen of the office, barking orders, humiliating staff for fun, flashing legs in stupidly expensive outfits. For cosplay ideas she’s actually perfect: those tight pencil skirts, open blouses with no bra, insane heels you can’t even stand in, plus that smug facial expression. I literally paused once just to screenshot her stockings so I could match the seam line later. And then the game just slowly rips all that power away. One moment she’s firing people, next she’s on the other side of the desk, listening to some greasy manager talk about “new conditions” while your dialogue options are basically blowjob or lose everything.

The voyeur stuff hits early too. There’s this scene where she’s in a changing room, trying on lingerie that looks like it costs more than my rent, and the camera angle is way too interested in her ass while some perv spies through a hole. It starts as “haha, he’s jerking off” and by the end you’re watching her masturbate to her own reflection, like she’s still in love with herself even when you know what’s coming. Later, when her life really starts to crumble, that same body and ego get used for everything: titfucks in ugly backrooms, sloppy oral to skip some debt, getting spanked just because a guy can. There’s a lesbian route that’s half tender, half twisted, like one girl pretending to “help” her while pushing toys in her and then forcing her to watch in a mirror, which felt equal parts hot and pathetic. The sandbox stuff sometimes makes it drag, you just tap around on your phone hoping for a scene that isn’t another jerk teasing her with blackmail pics, but then out of nowhere you hit this moment where she gives a footjob in a cheap motel because she’s too proud to admit she’ll fuck for cash now, and it kind of sticks in your head longer than it should. I wish I could say the corruption path is subtle, but it’s really not, it’s just this slow, mean slide from “I own this city” to “I’m the entertainment,” with a lot of stripping, creampies in places that are absolutely not hygienic, and these tiny, quiet masturbation scenes where she pretends it’s still her choice. And I still hate that one pair of heels she wears in the office, the toe shape is ugly as hell, but anyway.