This one feels like some filthy little side project someone made after edging for a week and losing the plot halfway, and that’s exactly why it kind of works. You’re not running around some huge map, you’re not managing a whole farm full of submissive cows or whatever people expect from those tags. It’s just you, this spy girl strapped in, and that brutal iron squeezing thing locked around her tits like it was built in some dirty garage by a pervert engineer. She’s already halfway fucked mentally when you see her, nipples hard, breasts marked, and you get control of the pressure. And it’s not the fake “oh no, don’t” stuff either, she clearly signed up for this and then realized “oh shit, that’s tighter than I thought” but by then you’re already clicking and cranking. I like that it doesn’t waste time pretending to be something innocent. This is about milking and orgasm, period.

The best part for me is how the game lets you play that line between pain and pleasure like a knob you can’t keep your hand off. You push the clamp tighter, she squirms, the little shiver in her body is just enough to make you think “ok, one more, just to see,” then there’s that tiny delay where nothing happens and you think maybe it’s too much. Then the milk starts beading on her nipples, sliding down, and you realize you’re watching this like people watch weather apps. I had one moment where I kept the pressure just under her breaking point, like I’m tuning a guitar string, and she suddenly shifts from tense whimpers into this full-body needy shake. Her orgasm doesn’t just pop on like a light, it crawls into her, face gets messy, breathing changes, and by the time she’s squirting milk properly you’re already kind of proud of yourself for “optimizing” her suffering like some kinky spreadsheet. Which is fucked up, but that’s what this game is, no point pretending.

It’s unpolished as hell though. The UI feels like it was thrown together after a long night of porn and bad coffee, stuff isn’t labeled, and I swear one of the buttons does something and I still don’t know what exactly. There are moments where the sound loop gets slightly off and it pulled me out of it for a second, like when you’re mid-fap and Chrome decides to freeze. Animations are weird sometimes, her boobs clip a bit when you’re squeezing hard, and the milk stream physics go from hot to “ok that looks like a broken faucet” without warning. I actually love that, in a stupid way, because it feels raw and not fake polished. It’s like watching an amateur channel where the camera guy keeps forgetting to zoom but the action is too good to complain. The game gives you just enough control to feel like a cruel bastard, but not enough to pretend you’re managing some big system. You fiddle with the clamp, watch her reactions, try to time her orgasm with the peak milk flow, fail, try again, tell yourself “ok, last round”, then go straight for another because the way her tits swell when you overdo it is absurdly hot. It’s messy, short, and kinda broken, but for a filthy little milking session with a spy girl who clearly chose the wrong occupation if she didn’t want her boobs turned into a leaking toy, it hits harder than it has any right to.

In a quiet library corner, you find a lonely girl lost in her manga sketches and your role is to help her break free from isolation. Each encounter brings a new layer of intimacy, leading to moments charged with desire and discovery.

This isn’t just a simple story; it’s the prologue to something much more intense. You’ll witness her shy attempts at self-expression through masturbation, caught between innocence and awakening, all within the hushed atmosphere of the library’s embrace.

The manga she creates mirrors her inner world, a mix of vulnerability and eroticism, and you’re invited to be part of that intimate journey. As you assist her, expect to uncover layers of teasing and submission.

Prepare to explore themes of teen curiosity, erotic self-discovery, and the thrill of secret encounters. All set against the unique backdrop of a library, where knowledge and lust intertwine.

If you’re drawn to stories that blend art, sensuality, and emotional connection, this prologue will leave you eager for what comes next. Helping a lonely girl find her voice and pleasure in this quiet sanctuary could be your most compelling adventure yet.

Step inside and discover the delicate balance between innocence and desire, creativity and lust.

This one feels like some weird fever dream where Final Fantasy fanart, a shady lab hentai and a cowgirl fetish forum all crashed into each other and decided to stay. You drop right into this secret facility crap where a Tifa lookalike spy has been caught, strapped down, and turned into a walking milk factory experiment. No long build up, no deep lore, just: big brunette battle girl, massive chest, lots of tubes and restraints, and people in lab coats using her body like a science project that accidentally got listed in the “research” folder on some dude’s PC. The mood is very “we captured the badass heroine you used to crush on in JRPGs and now we’re going to see what those tits can really do.”

The whole thing revolves around her boobs. Not in a soft way. They are huge, heavy, and half the time they look like they barely fit into the frame. She is bound in place, arms restrained so she can’t properly fight back, and the main interaction is milking and abusing that chest until the plant system is happy. Yeah, there is a plant. Or more like a twisted milk-growing contraption that drinks everything you squeeze out of her. The agents treat her like livestock that used to be a person. You grab, pull, shake, twist, get the milk flowing, and the machines react. Sometimes they reward her, sometimes they punish her, depending how rough you are. That’s the part that actually surprised me: it is not just clicking one spot and waiting. You test how far her body can go. You rub when she’s already leaking, you squeeze harder when the plant meters climb, you watch the combination of pain and heat in her eyes while white streams run down from her nipples. The contrast between her being this badass fighter type and now reduced to a breeding cow for some creepy agricultural project is the whole kink here. When she shivers and tries to keep her voice steady while you keep milking, it hits the humiliation angle hard. There’s dirty talk in that very specific style too, where the agents talk like they’re doing “serious work”, measuring output and consistency, while you clearly just treat her like a toy. It feels wrong in that very on-purpose way, like those old doujinshi where Tifa is always the one who gets captured and broken, only here everything is zoomed right into her chest and the rest of the world might as well not exist.

The BDSM vibe is pretty strong but narrow. It is all about control over her breasts and her ability to give milk. No long whipping sessions, no dungeons full of gear, just tight restraints, clamps digging into flesh, pumps pulling on her nipples, and your hands finishing the job when the machine is either “too gentle” or “not fast enough”. You have moments where she’s already milked close to empty and the game still wants you to push more out, so you end up coaxing every last drop from swollen nipples while she whimpers and the plant chugs it like it is the best thing ever brewed. It gets hardcore not because of blood or anything like that, but because of how relentless it can be. The line between pleasure and abuse blurs hard, with her body betraying her, nipples staying stiff and sensitive even when she clearly wants it to stop. It’s fetish fuel for people who always thought “what if that mage girl or monk from the party was actually taken to a farm lab instead of a prison.” The whole thing is basically fan service wrapped in a milk plant scenario, and the game knows exactly who it is teasing when it shows that familiar brunette fighter face flushed and panting while white liquid spills everywhere and the “researchers” talk about increasing production like she’s just equipment.

Nami’s idea of a spa day is anything but peaceful thanks to her massive breasts and a killer ass. Every man around can’t help but want to touch and play with her delicious curves.

But this redheaded pirate babe named Nami isn’t shy about what she wants. Relaxation? That can wait till later. With a wicked grin, she lets herself get pulled into all kinds of filthy escapades.

The spa quickly becomes a hotbed of erotic encounters. Hands roam over her soft skin, teasing and squeezing those massive tits. Blowjobs happen in steamy corners, lips wrapped tightly around her red-hot cock craving mouth. And when it’s time for even more intense play, double penetration pushes her limits as she screams with pleasure.

The climax doesn’t stop there. Cumshots rain down on her face and chest, marking her as the ultimate slut of the spa. Handjobs keep the momentum going, fingers slipping and sliding as she rides wave after wave of ecstasy.

This is not your typical spa experience. It’s a raw, unfiltered romp where Nami’s red hair and fiery spirit spark every encounter. If you’re ready to join her in this erotic playground, don’t wait for tomorrow. Jump in now and let Nami show you how a real spa day goes down.