Lara shows up on screen with that familiar “yeah, I’ve raided way worse than your browser history” attitude, and the whole thing is basically: dress her up, mess her up, repeat. It’s almost funny how small the game is, but my brain instantly went, “oh, this is like if someone took all the horny energy of old Tomb Raider fanfic from fanfiction.net, stripped out the fake plot, and left only the part people actually scrolled for.” You start flicking through outfits, tops, panties, stockings, that kind of thing, and it’s not super deep, but somehow it hits that exact teenage fantasy of “what if Lara Croft paused looting ruins and just let me decide what she wears while she bends over and waits.” She’s a brunette, of course, with those ridiculous big boobs that look like they belong to a different gravity system than the rest of the game, and the camera is basically a worship tool for her ass. There is zero pretense here. No puzzles, no clever stuff. Just “pick clothes, grab cock, put cock on Lara, watch what happens.” In a way it feels more honest than half of Steam’s adult RPGs pretending they’re about “morality systems”.

The dressup part is where I stayed longer than I want to admit. You flick between outfits like you’re in some horny Instagram filter app, except instead of chasing likes you’re chasing the exact combo of stockings + panties that makes your brain go “yes, that, ruin her like that.” At one point I spent way too much time trying to decide if stockings with no panties is hotter than stockings with those tiny panties that look like they’re there just to be pushed aside. It’s stupid, but that tiny choice feels like authorship, like when you’re reading erotica and the writer chooses one adjective that suddenly makes the entire scene sharper. This game does that with fabric. You click, she changes, and your mind fills in the missing narrative. You kinda start inventing your own scenario: she just came back from a tomb covered in dust, or she’s pretending to be your “reward”, or she lost a bet, whatever. The game doesn’t care. It gives you her body and a cock you literally drag over her until you line it up with her from behind. No foreplay, no romance, she just takes it like this was her actual quest objective.

Sex itself is very “ok, you got what you came for, now shut up and jerk.” You grab the cock with the mouse, place it on her, and suddenly it’s this crude but effective little loop of her being pounded from behind and you trying to aim where you want to finish. It’s like the old Flash era where interactivity was basically “click to fuck”, just slightly cleaner. There’s something funny in how you move the cock around her body before sticking it in, like you’re sketching your own cumshot composition. Do you smear her thighs, paint her ass cheeks, cover her back, all over her hair, or just blast straight on her big tits? And yes, the dev clearly knows that people who grew up with Lara in polygon hell want to see her bent over, back arched, that ass full screen. It’s not subtle. But the weird thing is: for a game that simple, your brain still starts connecting it to other horny media. It reminded me of all those old “Lara Croft XXX” comics where she ends up tied to some altar and used like a ritual offering, except here there’s no story, no altar, only your cursor and her body waiting. I kind of loved that brutal simplicity, then got bored, then came back again later “just to test another outfit” and ended up dragging that stupid cock across her skin one more time.

Wonder Woman here is not the noble hero from the comics. She is more like the pornstar version someone drew in their horny sketchbook and accidentally made interactive. The whole thing feels like a drunk fantasy you had in the shower, then someone quickly coded it and said “yeah, that’s enough”. Which is not an insult, by the way. Sometimes you just want the horny sketchbook. You jump in and she is already there, big attitude in her face, chest pushed out like she knows exactly why you loaded this game. No long dialogues, no cheesy romance route, no fake “we should get to know each other first”. You pretty much go from “hey” to “how far can her throat stretch” in two clicks. It’s like skipping the visual novel part and going straight to the corrupted CGs folder.

The “random” thing with the wheel is actually kind of funny and annoying at same time. You spin this silly Wheel of Fortune and it throws you into scenes that feel like mini-dares. One second you are just stripping off her armor, especially that top that never stays where it should, the next second you are balls deep in her ass, with her face twisted between pain and “give me more, coward”. The wheel lands on deepthroat and suddenly she is on her knees, mascara disaster, spit everywhere, and the game lets you push that line between “too much” and “okay, she can take even more”. Sometimes the camera angle goes weird and you see nothing important, just like her shoulder. I got weirdly pissed at that. I’m there for tits and face and you give me shoulder. Great. And then two clicks later I’m back to choking her with my cock while she gags so hard I had to pause just to breathe myself. It feels rough, almost stupidly rough, but in a way that fits this version of her. She is not being worshipped, she is being used like a living sex toy goddess who secretly loves every second, even when your fist is buried in her and her toes are curling like crazy. Speaking of toes, the footjob is honestly hotter than it needs to be. She wraps those perfect feet around your shaft, moves slow first like she is teasing, then faster while looking up with that “I know you’re about to lose it” smirk. It’s ridiculous how long I stayed on just that, even when I had anal and fisting literally one spin away. And yeah, the striptease is kind of janky, like a TikTok thirst trap recorded with bad lighting, but somehow that almost cheap vibe works with the whole porn-game energy here. It’s not elegant, not emotional, not subtle. It’s just Wonder Woman’s body, every hole available, every move too much and then still not enough.

Minerva really feels like that one toxic ex who suddenly shows up in your head when you’re trying to relax, except here she’s got magic, a cock, and zero interest in playing fair. The whole thing is built around that Fairy Tail moment with Erza and Kagura, but this time it’s like someone paused the anime, said “ok, what if this went completely off the rails,” and then just never stopped. You’re not getting some slow romance or teasing kisses. Minerva grabs the situation by the throat, literally and mentally, with Millianna as the fluffy-eared sacrifice in the middle of this mess. Her capture isn’t just story flavor, it’s the excuse for everything that happens next: hardcore bullying, psychological domination, and that shift into futa mode that feels more like she’s pulling a cursed weapon out of thin air than just “growing a dick.” It fits her, in a fucked up way. She looks at Millianna like a toy she rented, not a person, and the game actually leans into that instead of pretending it’s love.

Millianna is the soft spot in all this nastiness. Those ears, the tail, the way her body language switches from defiant to helpless once Minerva starts pushing her around. At first she’s trying to stay strong for Erza and Kagura, but once the magic cock shows up, that brave face cracks. She’s put in these positions that really show off her curves, her stockings slipping a little, hands forced behind her or pinned, and her eyes doing that half-ashamed, half-turned-on thing that always hits harder than pure blank lust. There’s a lot of focus on her pussy getting used, stretched, stuffed full by Minerva’s new “toy,” and it’s not gentle. You see her get pounded from angles that feel more like humiliation than intimacy, with her cute beast-girl aesthetic clashing against the brutal way she’s treated. It’s dirty in that proper hentai parody way, the kind where you know the original characters are completely ruined and that’s exactly the point. The whole lesbian tension that usually hangs around Erza’s crew gets twisted here into something darker, turned into Minerva’s playground instead of a sweet girl-on-girl moment. She taunts, she plays with Millianna’s reactions, sometimes slowing down just to watch that mix of pain and pleasure spread across her face. By the time she really starts ramming Millianna’s pussy like she owns it, the game has already made clear that this isn’t about happy endings. It’s about taking a familiar catgirl and breaking her on the floor, using that big magical cock until she’s nothing but sweat, tears, and a soaked hole that keeps clenching around Minerva whether she wants it or not. Erotic, mean, a bit too much in the best way.

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