Gina is the kind of girl who makes you feel weak just by breathing near her. Thick arms, thick thighs, big soft everything, and still running around in tight sport gear like it’s nothing. You’re not some faceless ghost here, you are literally in her head, making choices, pushing her to grind in the gym or grind on somebody’s lap, sometimes both in same day. The whole town is like one big horny playground built around her body and her dad’s broken-down gym, full of people who either want to use her, worship her, or get crushed between those legs. And she actually starts kinda small at first, just strong and curvy, then every time you push another set, another deal, another fucked up favor, she grows. Arms thicker, ass bigger, abs more cut, expressions sluttier, moans louder. You start to memorize the way she groans when she hits that last rep. Yeah, I’m that kind of freak.

The best thing is how normal everything pretends to be at first. You just go around Burlingfort, talking to locals, doing small quests, fixing equipment, checking your phone like it’s a regular RPG life-sim. Then suddenly some stacked milf in yoga pants is offering “private stretching sessions” in the back room. Or the mafia guy shows up and basically says, pay up with money or with body. You think, ok, I’ll be a good girl, I’ll grind the sport events and training jobs, sell some supplements, right. Next thing, you’re arranging evening “work” in alleys and hotel rooms, still wearing your gym jacket while some rich bastard is smacking Gina’s huge ass and begging her to flex for him. And yeah, the game lets you decide: make her a loyal romantic dork who just wants one girl to kiss after sparring, or a full-on muscle goddess who fucks her way through half the city, sometimes with a collar around her neck, sometimes with a leash in her hand instead, stomping on people like they are her warm-up mats.

There are so many small moments that stick in the head. Like that scene where she first realizes she can literally lift a grown man with one arm during combat training, and the dialogue just quietly shifts from “fight” to “oh, you like that, don’t you?” while you’re still picking skills. Or the first time she walks into the locker room and sees another buff sporty girl in a tight uniform, and you get the choice between acting shy, acting cocky, or pinning her against the lockers and kissing her stupid. Or when she has to do a “special session” for money, and you can make her tease the client by flexing her biceps slowly while he’s already on his knees, then sit on his face until he’s begging her like some pathetic paypig. There’s humor all over it too, stupid jokes during serious scenes, ahegao faces when she’s supposed to be acting tough, random NPCs referencing stuff I’ve seen in meme pages on Reddit and Twitter. Sometimes it goes too far into the grind, like you’re running back and forth between gym and town again and again just to unlock one more pervy scene, but then she shows up in a new outfit, muscles pumped, tits barely contained, calling you a perv in that smug way, and yeah. I forget what I was complaining about.

This one feels like someone mashed porn, creepypasta and a weird small-town vacation together, then just left it to rot in the best way. You show up in this shitty nowhere place looking for something you lost, and from the first screen it already feels wrong, but not in a “boo jumpscare” way. More like “the innkeeper milf is way too friendly and her tits are way too close to your face and why is the background music this cheerful if the dialog keeps hinting at missing people.” It plays from your eyes most of the time, that POV angle, so when the big-ass fox girl leans over the counter and your view is just her cleavage and her tail swishing, it hits nicely. The art is 2D, a bit cartoonish, but some scenes are animated with these small loops that sell the groping so well. Hand sliding over a thigh, fingers digging into that huge ass, or her hand around your cock, slow strokes while she laughs at you for getting hard so fast. The game is horny as hell, but you always feel like you’re the one being played, not the one in control.

What I liked most is how the corruption sneaks up on you. At first you act like some normal guy, pretending to be polite, trying not to stare at the big tits on literally every woman, from the landlady milf to that “sweet” girl in the woods with the fluffy ears who absolutely knows she can crush you with her thighs if she wants. Then you get a little taste of power. Some weird supernatural stuff starts happening around you, like you can push people, twist them a bit. Make them more honest, more horny, more broken. There’s this moment where you use your power on a nervous maid and she goes from shy and blushing to climbing into your lap, grinding on you while whispering that she doesn’t want to stop, and you realize you basically flipped a switch in her brain. It feels good and fucked up at the same time. The game pretends it’s all fun and jokes, throws humor at you, goofy lines, horny puns, but if you actually read, there is some real horror in there. The inn is too quiet at night. The smiles last just a bit too long. There are rooms you’re “not allowed” to enter, and when you finally do, the sexy part and the scary part hit at the same time and you don’t know if you should jerk off or close the tab. But yeah you probably jerk off.

Female domination is everywhere here, even if they act like they adore you. You are the “special one” with powers, sure, but you are still the toy. Giant asses dropping into your lap, hands grabbing your head and forcing you between thick thighs, a milf sitting on you during a “massage” scene while she just uses your cock for her own stress relief, barely caring if you finish. There is one animated scene where a big titted fox-lady jerks you off slowly, looking straight in your eyes, joking about how easy men are, and even when you use your powers on her, she smirks and leans in closer like she wanted you to do it. That moment made me realize the game is not really a power fantasy. It’s like the town is the real superpower, not you. You think you’re corrupting them, but somehow you’re the one getting more twisted, saying yes to worse and worse stuff, chasing endings that are definitely not “happy.” And if you enjoy sad endings, that sinking feeling when you realize you could have left earlier but didn’t, this hits pretty hard. The worst part? Even when things go very wrong, the game still finds a way to make it hot. I was annoyed that some choices feel like traps, but then I kept clicking them anyway. So maybe that’s on me.

Luminary Protocol looks at you like a normal isekai porn VN, then slowly grabs you by the throat and reminds you it is actually a horror story where your cock is just another weak point. You wake up in this twisted copy of Earth, some weird mashup of school corridors, ruined city blocks and floating fantasy shit that should not be in the same sky. Gods and demons run the whole thing like a sick game show. You’re the typical male protagonist on paper, virgin, awkward, POV everywhere, but the game really likes to push you into ugly choices while your dick is still out. One second you’re flirting with a thick milf teacher in a half-collapsed school wing, watching her tits bounce in these smooth little animated loops while she’s grinding on your lap, and the next second the hallway behind her is crawling with something that used to be a girl and now has insect legs and too many teeth. It never fully lets you feel safe, even when your pants are off and her bra is on the floor and she’s guiding your hand up under her blouse for that slow groping scene that goes on just a bit too long. I played it like a coward, always picking the non-aggressive, “let’s talk about this” stuff, skipping any fight chance. No combat, just sneaking through scenes, hiding in classrooms, and somehow I still ended up knee deep in monster girls who wanted to ride me more than kill me. Or both, hard to say.

The sex itself swings around between kinda sweet and straight up fucked. There’s this school rooftop moment with your “totally not related” older woman from home, and the game leans hard on that taboo shit. She’s scolding you about dangerous magic while her blouse is open and she’s pressing your face into her tits because “you need comfort.” The camera goes low, she pulls your cock out, spits on it and does this lazy handjob with her soft annoyed voice in your ear, like she’s mad at you for getting hard but still jerking you off anyway. Later she pins you in a storage room, panties around one ankle, and you get full vaginal sex with her trying to keep quiet while the other students scream somewhere down the hall from whatever monster just spawned during a Convergence. The AI CG is bizarre in a good way, bodies look a bit too perfect and then you notice some tiny wrong detail in the background that makes your skin crawl. Sometimes the boobs are huge, stupid big, and the titfuck scenes turn into this soft, slow suffocation where the girl talks about “maybe letting you cum inside next time” because pregnancy here is not just a fetish, it has plot weight. One route actually hints that fucking the wrong girl bare could spawn some magic hybrid kid that the gods want, but I refused any raw creampie like I was playing a pacifist path of my own balls. I tell myself I am here for the story, the multiple endings, the weird alignment stuff, but I reloaded a save three times just to watch one oral scene again where the shy monster girl with horns and big tits practices kissing your shaft like it’s some dating sim homework. She melts a bit when you don’t push her, and the game quietly remembers that for later scenes. Or maybe I imagined that. Hard to tell when you’re half hard, half scared, and watching your choices drag you toward something that feels like both romance and a slow, wet apocalypse.

You start as this mafia prince kind of guy, rich kid with a target painted on his back, thinking life is just booze, guns and pretty women, and then everything goes straight to hell in like two minutes. One ambush, a lot of bullets, and suddenly your powerful crime family is just red stains and broken windows. The game throws you into that chaos from inside his head, so it feels less like “I am playing a character” and more like “oh shit, that’s my dad getting executed.” It’s all from your eyes, even the sex, so every scene hits kind of personal. Not deep-artsy personal, just “yeah, I’m really here, my dick’s out, this is happening” personal.

Natalya, the bodyguard, basically steals the whole thing. She gets you out alive and then you’re stuck with her in this dry, endless desert, hunted, tired, horny, scared, and somehow still flirting in the middle of it. She’s not some shy anime waifu, she’s tall, scary, a little fucked in the head, with that soldier mindset. One moment she’s snapping a guy’s arm like a breadstick, the next she’s pinning you to a rock with her boot on your chest and asking if you’re “still a man after all that crying.” Half the scenes with her feel like foreplay even when nobody’s naked. There’s one bit where you’re hiding behind a broken car, bullets hitting the sand around you, and she just grabs your face, kisses you hard, then shoves you away and goes right back to shooting. Totally not realistic, but it made me laugh like an idiot.

It calls itself a visual novel, but it’s not only dialog boxes and “do you love her or do you love her more” kind of thing. You’ve got choices that mess with your score, some little combat-ish moments, and a bunch of paths where you can act like a loyal heir, or a petty asshole, or some horny idiot who thinks with his cock while hitmen are literally tracking you. Sometimes the pacing is like a wild house party where the music keeps changing mid-song. One moment you’re digging into who betrayed your father, interrogating some bruised thug about which rival family ordered the hit, and then boom, horny desert campfire scene where you’re half traumatized and half grinding against someone who probably killed more people than you ever met. It’s weirdly hot and also kind of messed up. There’s romance too, but “romance” here means guns on the table, bruises on your neck, and girls who tease you about being soft while they unzip your pants. At one point I forgot I was chasing the truth behind the massacre because I was too focused on getting a better “score” with one of the women, and when the game suddenly threw more soldiers at me, I actually said out loud: “bro, can I finish getting laid first?” That mood sort of sums it up.