This thing looks at you like some horny science experiment gone wrong and you kinda like it. It’s a card game, yeah, but it feels more like running a lab where every “test subject” is a musclebound anime babe who might grow a huge cock, lose some parts, gain others, and then fuck someone senseless with it on the next turn. You’re not just playing numbers, you’re basically designing porn logic. You tweak your avatar until it stops looking human and starts looking like your brain hosting a fetish convention: big tits, shredded abs, soft traps, thick futas, whatever. Then you throw them into card battles where every power-up looks like someone crossed hentai with a biology textbook written by a pervert. One card buffs attack, another triggers a mid-fight transformation and suddenly the cute flat girl on the art is swinging a monster dick, veins and all, and the flavor text is making fun of you for being into it.

What I really liked, and also kinda hated, is how the humor sneaks up on you. You’re there to jerk off, obviously, but the game keeps roasting the whole genre at the same time. You play a “serious” card that explains some pseudo-scientific hormone cascade, and the next card is a joke about “peer-reviewed cock growth.” I had to pause more than once because I was laughing at how stupid and smart it was at the same time, which is not what my dick wanted at that moment. Sometimes it goes too far into clown mode though. There was a combo where I stacked a bunch of transformation effects on my avatar, expecting some epic climax scene, and the punchline was basically the UI shitting on me for min-maxing horny stats like a spreadsheet nerd. Hot, yes, but also I spent ten turns for a meme. And I’ll never forgive how one card icon is like two pixels off center. Every time it shows up I remember it exists and my soul itches and the game never explains why.

The futa and trans content is not just “optional extra,” it sits right in the center of the deck. You’ll see a “normal” girl on one card, then a later version where she’s mid-change, soft bulge pushing against tight shorts, then the full reveal art with a thick shaft, heavy balls, still with that same cute expression like nothing happened. In one fight I triggered a chain where my tanky muscle girl got transformed into a smug futa scientist who then played her own experiment card on the enemy, and the animation was basically her pinning another girl to the lab table and fucking her into compliance while the stats updated in the corner. No fade to black, no shy camera, just full view: tits bouncing, cock sliding in, fluids everywhere, body shaking when the debuff lands. I opened this in Chrome on my main monitor, forgot Discord overlay was visible, and my friend ping popped up right when a futa climaxed all over someone’s abs. That’s on me, but still. The game loves to show off those cum shots like they’re proof of a theorem. You tweak, you play cards, you transform, and in the end the “result” is literally written on someone’s body. And it somehow feels exactly right for this weird horny Frankenstein card lab.

You start as Jon, 22, already a fuckup before the game even lets you move. On parole, broke, stuck in this cramped apartment that looks like it smells like old pizza and shame, with a mom that would probably cross the street to not see you and sisters who pretend you never existed. Then it just throws an alien at you. Not some big epic heroic shit, just this weird little creature dropping in like “hey, your life is trash, wanna hunt a brain parasite and maybe not die?” and suddenly you’ve got this thing buried in your skull and a 15 day time loop to play with. That loop is the real filth engine. You mess up, everyone hates you, or you fuck the wrong person at the wrong moment? Reset. You keep your info, they don’t. So day 4 you’re awkward, day 9 you are basically reading their mind, day 13 you are planning exact dialog to get into their pants and still hit story flags. It feels like Groundhog Day if Bill Murray only cared about pussy, parasites and trying to not go back to jail.

The whole school part hits different because you’re not a kid. You’re older, but the world still treats you like the same loser, and you slide into this campus vibe where everyone is either stressed, horny, corrupted by the parasite, or all three at once. Classes barely matter, what matters is who you sit next to and what you already know from last failed loops. That girl you barely got a smile from in one run? Next loop you know exactly what drama she has with her roommate, so suddenly you are the “understanding guy” and five minutes later you’re on her bed, watching her experimenting with another girl while you pretend it’s the most normal thing. Les scenes actually feel like they build from the drama, not just “girls kiss now because porn.” One time I triggered this event where two of them are arguing over some parasite-induced jealousy, and if you say just the right shitty manipulative line, it flips into a nasty makeout session that ends with you fucking one while the other rides her face. And if you say the wrong line, they just storm out and you’re left alone with your dick in your hand and the clock still ticking.

There is something very wrong in how good it feels to use the loop on your own family. Your mom starts as this cold wall of pure disappointment, and the first time you push her too far she just slaps you and throws you out. Reset. Next run, you are careful, a little kinder, a little more helpful, and the parasite stuff gives you excuses to “check on her.” That slow slide from angry MILF energy to her actually leaning on you is nasty in the best way. First cleavage peek when she bends over the table, then “accidental” touches, then she’s in the shower, door not fully closed, and you already know her routine from last loops so you time everything to walk in at the right second. When it finally crosses the line and she lets you fuck her, it’s not sudden. It’s this built-up wrong closeness that makes it feel extra dirty, especially when the game lets you go straight for anal on a later loop because now she “trusts” you more. It hits you like: yeah, I engineered this. Same with the sisters, each with their own attitude. One run you barely get a hug, another run you are double penetrating one of them with an alien toy in her ass while she whimpers “don’t tell mom” and it’s like, bro, the line is not just crossed, it’s vapor.

The sci-fi stuff is not just there for excuse, it mixes into the sex in pretty fun trashy ways. The device in your brain lets you lean into corruption, and some of the parasite events twist people’s personalities to the point where you can set up these crazy swinging scenes. One of my favorite runs, I dropped a hint here and there, nudged jealousy in the right direction, and ended up in this group thing with older women and younger girls in the same house, everyone infected in different stages, sharing you like a toy. There is this one scene where you are in the middle of a messy interracial threesome on a couch, the alien is chiming in your head with dry comments while you go from pussy to ass and back again, and it somehow feels normal inside the loop. You can stack vaginal, anal and oral like you’re doing a checklist, but it doesn’t feel like “achievement unlocked,” more like “I abused time travel to get this exact line-up of wet holes in one evening.” I did wish the simulator parts were deeper at some points, like, the money stuff starts strong and then just sort of exists, but then you’re balls-deep in some swinging scene and forget you were ever thinking about rent. The game keeps doing that. Annoy you a bit, then drop another diseased, looping, taboo fuckfest in your lap and your brain just goes, yeah ok, one more run.

Cold air everywhere in this game, that kind of bluish light where everything looks quiet until you realize it’s not quiet at all - it’s full of moans. “The Builder” starts like a normal job story, some guy sent north to construct something that doesn’t matter after a while because what really matters is how quickly every woman in that town ends up wrapped around him. It’s strange how the plot pretends to be about architecture or duty, but then someone leans too close over a workbench and suddenly there’s no building left except the one between his legs. I liked that switch though, it feels messy in a way that’s believable, like people pretending they have control when clearly they don’t. The girls aren’t copy-paste dolls either; each has that tiny habit that sticks in your head - the smith wiping sweat off her collarbone, or the widow who keeps her eyes shut during oral scenes like she’s praying. That detail hit harder than expected.

Still, sometimes the pacing drags, like the builder forgot what he was doing mid-thrust. There’s a part with a riverbank that could’ve been hotter if the camera wasn’t so polite - I wanted it to stay longer, to show the mess, not fade out. And yeah, I know it’s supposed to be “romantic,” but come on, they’re all basically begging for creampie scenes anyway, so why tease the player? Maybe a DLC later could bring pregnancy progression visuals, just saying, not even for fetish reasons, more for closure. I also wish someone stopped calling him “master builder.” Sounds silly when everyone’s panting. But then again, maybe that’s the point - it becomes almost funny, and somehow that makes it dirtier.

What surprised me most? I actually cared when winter ended and half the village had swollen bellies. It felt weirdly wholesome in the filthiest way possible. Like, he built the memorial but also a new generation - two kinds of legacies tangled together. I closed the tab thinking about that smell of sawdust mixed with skin, wondering if the next update will ruin it or make it worse, hopefully worse.