Bayonetta always had this “I could crush you with a heel and you’d say thank you” vibe in the original games, and here that energy is just stripped of pretense and pointed straight into your crotch. The whole thing feels like someone took the idea of a serious witch story, got bored halfway, and said “fuck it, let’s just make her ride this poor bastard until he forgets his name.” You start with the usual set up, some flimsy excuse of a narrative about demons, contracts, sexy power, all that. You can read it if you’re in a mood, or just hammer the next button like a horny squirrel trying to open a nut. There’s this fun moment where she’s mid-dialogue, talking like she owns the whole damn universe, and you cut her off by skipping the text and jumping straight into her grinding her hips down, and it almost feels wrong, like interrupting a priest. A very stacked, very evil priest who calls you a pervert while bouncing on your cock.

What I liked most is how the customization is stupidly simple but still hits hard. You tweak her hair, maybe loosen the outfit a bit more, change tiny things in her look and suddenly she feels like a different flavor of the same dangerous milf. Sometimes I spent longer in those menus than in the actual “action” parts, just nudging sliders, going “nah, more cleavage, no, even more, yeah, that’s it,” like I was sculpting a sin. There’s this one scene where her glasses are slightly different and for some reason it made the rough sex moment feel way more personal, like this was my private version of Bayonetta that Nintendo would absolutely sue over. The sex itself is straight to the point, almost rude about it. She talks like she knows exactly how pathetic you are, rides you, slaps, squeezes, grabs, and the game is shameless about throwing you into the cumming part without long foreplay if you want. Sometimes it’s actually too fast. You click through the “porn bastards” style story, tweak her look a bit, and boom, she’s already on top and you’re finishing before your brain even catches up. It’s like ordering a huge meal and the waiter just slams dessert on your table first.

There’s rough moments that feel really good in a way that’s not nice at all. She chokes you with her thighs, calls you something filthy, arches her back, and you get that rush that only comes when a character looks like she could ruin your life and you’re begging her to. I kind of wish there were more positions, or at least one scene where she actually slows down and teases instead of just pounding like a cursed metronome, but that’s not what this thing is aiming for. It’s more like a quick, nasty fan fantasy where Bayonetta stops pretending to be a stylish superhero and just becomes the terrible idea you jerk off to after too much Reddit and horny Twitter art. The parody side is fun too, you recognize the attitude, the poses, the way she moves her hands like she’s still summoning demons, except now the “demon” is basically your dick and she’s casting the same spell over and over until you give in. If you want to squeeze every drop out of it, don’t rush the first run. Play with her look, read at least some of the dirty story, then, when you feel that edge starting to creep in, kill the self-control, skip everything, and slam your way straight to the ending scene. Treat it like a one night stand where you already know her name but pretend you don’t.

In the heart of a bewitched forest dwells a gorgeous witch with ample breasts and a captivating smile. She lives alone, but her desires run wild beneath the moonlight.

That day, her gaze fell upon an unusually handsome stranger whose thick cock promised pleasures long forgotten.

Long starved for carnal connection, she invited the man to strip down, unveiling his potent package that ignited her hungry appetite.

She sank down slowly, her mouth wrapping tightly around his plump shaft, lips and tongue dancing in perfect rhythm as she devoured him eagerly.

With a hungry growl, he plunged deep inside her velvety pussy, his strong thrusts rocking her voluptuous body as her taut ass jiggled with every forceful move.

Every moan, every slick touch, pulled them deeper into the forbidden magic of their lustful encounter amidst the whispering woods, where fantasy bled into raw, explicit reality.

Use the mouse and the icons at the bottom of the screen to explore your darkest fantasies and control each delicious moment of this animated hentai adventure.

Don’t hold back - unleash your primal lust and revel in this devious, explicit spellbinding session now.

Con-Quest feels like somebody mashed horny con culture and a shitty magic RPG together after watching way too much hentai, and honestly, that’s exactly why it works. You’re wandering around this ridiculous anime convention where all the girls are stuck in cursed cosplay, and your “heroic” job is basically to go around stripping the magic off them, making them cum silly, and then collecting them like pervy achievements. You toss out spells that hit like budget Pokémon moves, catch these corrupted cosplayers mid-fight, and every time you beat one, the game rewards you with a new lewd scene or pin-up that actually feels earned instead of just thrown at your face. It’s not subtle. One moment you’re frying a witchy Pikachu girl with horny lightning and the next she’s tied up, panting, her costume half torn, cheeks wet, begging you to “finish the quest.” The writing keeps winking at you with dumb jokes while still letting you enjoy the fact that your magic basically works like a consent spell for filthy scenarios. It shouldn’t be hot, but it is.

What I really liked is how the game leans into the parody without losing the fetish energy. The con is full of girls in outfits that are just one ripped seam away from hentai disaster: the Bulbasaur cosplayer with vines that behave way too much like tentacles, the Pikachu girl who shocks you when she’s turned on, the shop NPCs that keep slipping into random cutscenes where they flirt, tease, and then act offended when you stare at their tits. Battles are short and stupid in a good way: you’re juggling mana, throwing the same three spells, cursing a bit when the stun doesn’t proc, then suddenly she’s on her knees in the reward screen, boobs bouncing in a short animation that loops just long enough for you to forget you were supposed to play “tactically.” The game pretends to be about quests, but really it’s about that moment when you unlock a new animation, zoom in, and realize somebody cared enough to draw every little jiggle and drool string. It’s messy, it’s horny, the UI clicks feel cheap, the gashapon RNG made me want to punch my screen, and the dialogue sometimes reads like horny Twitter, but at the end you’re still there, wandering the con, hoping the next girl you “save” will moan a little louder when the magic bursts her cosplay apart.

Within a forsaken land where darkness seeps through every stone, a witch named Samantha uttered a curse that sealed the destiny of a young princess. This spell carried the weight of doom, for Samantha schemed to bind the prince under her dark will, ensuring her evil power would choke the life from the land.

One fearless soul rose to risk everything for love and freedom. He was merely a mortal with no claim to glory, but his heart burned with an unstoppable fire for the princess - a woman whose beauty and innocence had captured him utterly. Bound by a love that would not be denied, he set out on a perilous quest to free the princess and bring light back to their devastated world.

Each step pulled him deeper into a web of deceit and desire, where allies were few and betrayal lurked in every shadow. But the promise of the princess’ tender touch and passionate surrender kept him moving forward, even as the night grew colder and the witch’s spells tightened around the land like chains.

He uncovered her hidden chamber, bathed in forbidden light and shadowed by dark enchantments, their reunion sparked a wildfire of raw desire and desperate hope. As they gave in to aching need, their passion itself threatened to shatter the evil binding her.

With every breathless encounter and stolen moment, their bond grows stronger, pushing back the shadows. Will he claim the princess with a triumphant cumshot of liberation, or will Samantha’s wicked magic drown all hope beneath endless night? Lose yourself in a world where every moan and gasp could mean salvation or doom.