This one throws you into Springfield in a really weird way. You’re not Homer or Bart, you’re some random young guy who suddenly finds out he’s related to Mr. Burns, like the one sperm he forgot to freeze properly or something, and now old, wrinkly, pissed-off Burns is kind of broke. Not broken in spirit, just broke in money. So he drags you into his mess and calls it an “internship”. Of course you don’t get paid, except in tits, asses and trouble. The whole thing plays like a point and click sandbox, and Springfield becomes your horny playground. You walk around town, poke at stuff, click on hot spots, talk to people, unlock scenes. In practice that means you are “helping” save the empire by doing every dirty favor possible, and a lot of them involve his favorite yellow MILF with gravity-proof boobs.

Marge is the real center of all this, even when she’s pretending she’s not. The game treats her like a holy relic of big tits and big ass. She’s not just background mom, she’s the main reward for being a good little intern. The way the story sets it up is kind of fun: you end up in the Simpsons house a lot, pretending you’re handling some “business stuff” for Burns, but you’re mostly staring at her huge boobs while she bends over with that big blue hair wobbling a bit. Sometimes she wears that usual green dress, sometimes something more tight, and yeah, there are scenes where you push her way out of that “faithful wife” role. What I liked is that the game doesn’t rush it too fast in the beginning. You run lame errands, click through dialog, test different time slots, and then suddenly one small choice opens this totally lewd situation in the kitchen or living room where she’s blushing and you’re trying not to stare at her nipples poking through. And failing. The humor hits nice too, kind of dumb but on purpose. Burns talking about “asset management” while the camera basically stares at Marge’s ass in the same room feels very on-brand for this parody. I kept catching myself clicking every stupid painting on the wall like a raccoon, because sometimes there’s an extra porn mag or a dirty joke hidden there that has nothing to do with progress, but it makes the world feel more dirty and alive.

Then you have Lisa in the mix, and the tone swings to something more sneaky and taboo. She’s not just there as background; she actually pokes her nose into your “intern” work. There are moments where she’s suspicious, and you’re juggling conversations, pretending you care about homework or environmental shit, while your real goal is to keep her from catching what you do with her mom. At the same time, the game gives her own corrupt path, so if you go that route it gets pretty fucking spicy. There’s something twisted about helping her with some project and realizing half the choices you make are slowly making her more open to weird, adult stuff. It’s uncomfortable in a way that clearly knows it’s wrong, but that’s also the fetish for a lot of people who are here, so the game doesn’t shy away from it. I actually got stuck once because I forgot which day she was in which location and I had to check some random fan-made schedule someone posted on Reddit from their Google Drive screenshots. That’s the kind of nonsense only sandbox lovers tolerate. If you want every dirty scene, you’ll need a little patience: talk to Marge in different rooms, annoy Lisa with multiple dialog options, help Burns with his degenerate “business plans”, and don’t be scared to re-check old locations after plot jumps. Half of the hottest stuff triggered for me only when I came back at a “wrong” time and clicked the same door I ignored before. There’s this nice feeling when you finally unlock a new Marge pose or a new Lisa reaction and you know it came from you messing around instead of following some boring arrow. If you play it slowly, save often, and actually enjoy being a nosy asshole in every room of the house, the game really rewards you with more than just one quick cum scene. Take your time in Springfield, watch every little body language change, and squeeze every filthy drop the writers buried in those yellow curves.

Doom finally stops playing the Saturday morning cartoon villain and starts doing the dirty work everybody always joked he was doing off screen. "Behind the Doom" is basically what happens when a control freak supergenius decides world domination is fine, but ruining Susan Storm’s life from the inside out feels a lot better. It’s a slow burn kind of filth. At the start he’s showing off his shiny Latverian utopia, talking like some tech bro on a TED talk, pretending he cares about peace and progress. Underneath that armor he just wants one thing: Susan kneeling between his legs, wedding ring and heroic ideals both slipping off at the same time. You go from stiff political speeches to her staring up at him with drool on her chin and mascara running, and it somehow feels like a natural career path.

What I liked is that the game doesn’t rush to the hardcore. It lets Susan still believe she’s the good guy for a bit. She thinks she’s just “investigating” Doom, helping the world, being responsible. Then he starts playing with her invisibility in the most perverted ways. Ordering her to suck him off while she’s half invisible, so only her lips and tongue are visible wrapping around his cock, the rest of her fading in and out like she’s glitching from shame. There’s this one scene where he makes her hide under a table while a big diplomatic meeting goes on above, and her job is just to keep him hard with her mouth the whole time. The camera keeps jumping from the stone serious political chat to her swollen, stretched lips working on him under the armor. That moment stuck with me more than the flashy stuff, honestly. It’s the casual way he treats her like a background function now, like breathing or blinking.

Then the game remembers there are other heroines to break and just casually drops Scarlet Witch into the mess, like “oh yeah, magic slut, forgot about her.” Wanda starts as this smug powerhouse, acting like she’s above his tech, and two scenes later she’s helping him train Susan, rewriting her own morals while he rewrites her body. When they both end up on their knees, trading his cock between their mouths, Wanda using her powers to hold Susan’s hands behind her back so she can’t even stop herself from pushing deeper, it’s completely degenerate in the best way. Anal stuff hits harder than I expected too; Doom doesn’t go straight for brute-force pain, he makes it a reward, a “promotion” in his twisted little company. The first time he takes Susan’s ass, he does it on a balcony overlooking his perfect city, making her watch the peaceful streets while he grinds her open, whispering how this is what real stability looks like: her bent over, his cock buried in her, invisible or not, everyone beneath them belonging to him. It’s not subtle, it’s not romantic, it’s just cynical, nasty corruption porn with capes, and it works way better than it has any right to.

You wake up in this cheap looking lakeside cabin, phone still in your hand, and the first thing on the screen is that stupid little trivia app they make you use. At first you think it is just some normal quiz thing, like the junk you play in the bus, but it starts asking really pointed questions. Sex stuff, movies, some random history, then suddenly “what color panties are you wearing” and the MC in game actually looks down to check. That is when it clicks that the questions are not just text, they control what happens in the room. Every right answer gives you a little power, every wrong answer strips another piece of her dignity away, piece of clothing after piece of clothing, with this quiet lake outside the window like it is judging everything.

The main girl has this huge ass that the camera just keeps loving. You answer one stupid question about geography wrong and boom, shorts gone, and she is there in tight panties that are clearly not built for hiding anything. You cannot even pretend you are here for anything except watching her slowly lose the fight. The quiz keeps escalating. First it is light trivia, then it becomes stuff where you are half guessing, half trying to aim the outcome. Like, you know the answer, but you kinda want to see what happens if you “fail”. I had one moment where I purposely picked the wrong capital city just to see if the game really would make her walk to the door and peek out into the night in just her bra. It did. She opens it a crack and you get that side-shot of her big tits barely contained, nipples poking the fabric, and the dark outside like someone could be spying. Maybe they are. The game never fully says, and I like that. Or maybe I hate that. Not sure.

Thing is, it pretends to be “just a trivia test” but actually it is more like a slow, mean strip show mixed with some voyeur stuff. The phone becomes this nasty little host, asking if you want “another round” and flashing wrong answers in big letters so she blushes even more. Sometimes the app vibrates when you answer, totally pointless detail, but somehow made me feel like I was actually messing with her through the screen. I kept trying to get a perfect run and at the same time I kept sabotaging myself because the view when she bends over to pick up her top from the floor is insane, that ass is ridiculous. I left the sound on my own phone in real life by accident and the little notification ping from the in-game quiz overlapped with my Telegram pings, confused me for a second, kind of funny, kind of annoying, and then I forgot about it. The tension is not from big plot twists or something deep, it is just “how far is this girl willing to go if the questions keep coming” and “what if somebody at the lake house is actually watching from the trees while you push her into more and more public exposure.” It feels trashy and clever at the same time, which makes no sense, but that is exactly why I could not stop tapping through questions, half trying to protect her, half trying to see what happens when you fail her on purpose.

This one feels like somebody took a regular isekai fantasy story, spilled porn all over it, then just went “yeah, that’s fine” and pushed it out the door. You start as this guy who somehow plays with both light and darkness, like he’s half holy hero and half horny demon, and everything around him is completely fucked. Worlds broken, reality torn, big cosmic mess that nobody is really fixing because everyone is too busy being hot and dramatic. Then, out of nowhere, his own sisters show up as his “unexpected allies” and it goes from epic adventure to “ok, should I actually be turned on by this or should I go confess something” in about two scenes. The game leans hard into this taboo vibe, like the universe is collapsing but you’re still stealing kisses and grabbing thighs in ruined temples while angels are screaming in the sky. It’s not subtle. One moment you’re arguing about destiny and fate, next moment you have someone pressed against a wall, panties around one ankle, while she whispers that she’s not supposed to want this. I was on Chrome on my laptop, had Telegram open on the side, and honestly kept forgetting to reply to people because the story kept throwing new crazy shit at me.

The thing that really stuck with me is how it jumps between romance and total depravity without warning. You’ll have this quiet scene with one sister sitting at a campfire, her hair all messy, talking about how she’s scared of being erased with the rest of the worlds. It’s sweet, kind of sad, you almost feel like you’re in some emotional anime. You choose the “nice” dialogue, she smiles, looks relieved, leans her head on your shoulder... and in the next click she’s on her knees, eyes glossy, calling you “big brother” with this broken little moan that hits you straight in the brain. I actually paused for a second and just stared at my screen like, the fuck did I just agree to. And then there is Lucifer, who should be this scary demon boss, but half of the time feels more like a smug dom roommate who shows up, beats your ass in a fight, pins your MC to the ground and basically goes “you’re not ready to save anything yet, but I might let you touch me if you beg nicer.” The Inquisition girls are no better. They act like they want to burn you for heresy and then end up half naked in some torture chamber asking you to “punish” them for betraying their faith. I wish the choices actually changed more stuff, but at the same time I don’t, because I kinda like getting dragged along this unhinged ride and just seeing how wrong it can get. The animations hit that messy hentai energy where sometimes a leg bends weird or the boobs move like they have their own gravity, but weirdly that makes it feel more raw, not less. I stopped noticing after the third corrupted nun begged me to fill her while the sky was literally cracking open above us and light and darkness were swirling around like some horny apocalypse. I honestly opened it just to kill a few minutes between YouTube and Twitter, and now I’m stuck thinking about a fake sister with tears in her eyes, saying she’d rather let the worlds die than give you up. I hate it. I want more.