Office was dead quiet when I opened this in a side tab, pretending to be “checking Tableau dashboards”. Yeah, sure. This is not a numbers game, unless you count cup sizes like I do. The whole thing spins around this girl, Luna, who starts off feeling pretty average, kind of lost in routine. Nothing special on paper, basic student life, but the fun part is how quickly her “normal” becomes totally fucked in the best way once she finds that weird little shop. It feels like someone mashed a comfy slice‑of‑life VN with a horny growth spreadsheet, then forgot to clean up the formulas. You click through dialogue like usual, but every potion choice is basically a data point in a very perverted line chart. Tits go up, ass goes wide, clothes stop respecting physics, and you keep thinking “ok, that’s enough” then push one more increment anyway.

What I liked is how slow the ramp is at the start. The first time her bra feels tight, it’s described so plain and small that my analytics brain instantly went “ah, baseline shift detected”. Then suddenly she leans over her desk, button strains a bit, roommate notices something is off, and you realise, oh, we’re actually doing a full time series here, not just one jump cut. It’s a visual novel, sure, but it feels like a growth sim hiding in VN clothes. You pick ingredients from the shop that sound half harmless, half cursed, mix them up, and there’s this little thrill when you click to the next scene like you’re refreshing a dashboard after changing filters. Some routes keep it modest for a while, like she’s just getting a bit more curvy, more confident, still fitting in public transport seats. Other times, if you go greedy with the recipes, she turns into walking fanservice and the story doesn’t even pretend to be realistic anymore. Which is fine. We’re already in “magic boob lab” territory.

I got irrationally annoyed by one tiny thing though: sometimes the dialogue repeats her surprise again and again, even after you already boosted her three times with the same potion. Girl, you watched your ass grow out of two pairs of jeans already, you are not “confused” anymore, you are running A/B tests on your own body. At least it feels that way. Still, there is this nice, guilty pleasure vibe when she looks at herself in the mirror and you can tell she is half scared, half turned on. That kind of scene hits harder than the big “wow huge now” moment for me. Also, the game quietly tracks your choices in the background like some horny analyst, feeding you different little reactions depending what path you push her toward. I kept thinking of it like a perversion funnel: start with mild curiosity, end with her filling doorframes and pretending this is still a normal student life. And yeah, I know I should have been doing pivot tables in Google Sheets instead of watching a fictional girl outgrow every outfit she owns, but honestly, watching those curves “trend upward” felt more satisfying than any quarterly growth report I ever made.

Tina Armstrong in a luna park full of cheap lights and nasty ideas feels weirdly like someone mashed up a Dead or Alive mod, a bad doujin, and that one Bukowski line about “love being a dog from hell,” except here the dog has tits the size of small planets and shoots milk like a broken soda machine. This game just throws you straight into her, no soft build up, no “romantic tension”, just you, this cartoonishly stacked blonde pornstar version of Tina, and a bunch of buttons that basically scream: “ok, ruin her”. It’s like some horny dev opened Photoshop, stared at DoA for too long, and asked “what if her boobs had their own weather system?” then actually coded it. Respect? Maybe. Fear? Also yes.

The whole thing is about those tits, obviously. Huge soft anime balloons, veins barely implied, skin glossy like someone used way too much oil in Blender, even if I’m not supposed to talk about tech. You grab them, press them, jiggle them, and they answer by swelling, stretching her bikini-top logic past anything Isaac Newton allowed. At some point you’re just rhythmically squeezing her chest to pump out rivers of milk, and it feels like playing a fucked up rhythm minigame that got lost from some WarioWare clone. Click, squeeze, the nipples throb, the milk spurts in messy arcs over her abs, her face, sometimes it pools between her tits so when you push them together it all squishes like a wet paizuri sandwich. It’s gross and hot and stupid and actually kind of funny, in the way only hentai can be when it commits to one single idea and never lets go. The *** stuff hits hard though, there’s this loud mismatch between her pornstar moans and the context that’s supposed to be more violent, and my brain keeps doing that annoying moral commentary while my hand is, uh, engaged. I hate that they made her eyes look so soft when you slam into her and treat her like a toy, but at the same time that exact softness is what makes the whole corruption vibe land. Porn is evil like that.

What I like is that she’s very much still Tina. Not in personality, because she basically has none here, more like an empty doll that says “fuck me” in different tones, but her body language, the wrestler hips, the confident stance that slowly melts as you keep pounding her, feels like a parody written by someone who played DoA on a crusty PS2. She starts off like “yeah I’m a big titty fighting queen” and ends up drooling milk and cum while you hold her by those gigantic tits and use them as handles. The game even lets you swap between focusing on chest abuse and straight pussy pounding, and there’s a moment when you push her down, grab both milk-dripping breasts, and fuck them like they’re some separate creature, and I suddenly thought of Kafka’s Metamorphosis for no good reason, like she becomes only boobs, everything else secondary. That’s my brain problem, not the game. There’s humor too, really dumb humor, like the way the milk just keeps coming no matter how long you press, like she’s this endless dairy cheat code. It looks wrong, it feels wrong, I still kept pushing, waiting for some limit that never arrives. I kinda wish there was a tiny scene where she flips it and puts you in a headlock with those giant jugs, but nah, this thing is 100% about you being the bastard. And in a very trashy, horny, browser-tab-you-don’t-admit-to-anyone way, it works.

Yoko is already one of those girls that looks like trouble, you know? Red hair, sniper, that tiny top that never covers anything, like she woke up and said “yeah, I’m the fantasy today.” This game basically takes that and says, alright, what if we just ruin her in the most hentai way possible and never pretend it’s romantic. No slow build, no fake consent talk, it just throws her into this fucked up monster lair and the whole thing is about breaking her body in the most obscene way it can, while still making it look kinda hot in a guilty way. It feels like someone binge watched Gurren Lagann, paused on every shot of her ass, and then decided to turn all that fanservice into one long, mean scene that doesn’t care about anything except pushing her limits.

The “story” is basically a mood: Yoko caught, pinned, and completely out of control while two monsters and a tentacle take turns using her. They don’t ask, they don’t stop, she’s just stretched and stuffed until her body is shaking and you’re sitting there like, fuck, this is messed up… but you keep clicking anyway. One ugly bastard pries open her ass, the bigger one forces in this thick cock that looks way too big for her, and the tentacle slides into her pussy like it owns the place. It’s several kinds of penetration at once, and the game really likes to show how full she is. There’s this moment where her ass is already packed and the tentacle is still squirming inside her pussy, and her stomach has this slight swell that just screams “she can’t take more” while the scene keeps proving that she can. You can poke around with simple clicks, focus on her ass, tease between her cheeks, make them pound her harder, and when you tap the right spot on her sex it triggers that final humiliation where they dump hot cum deep into her asshole. The creampie effect is filthy in a good way, like the camera is proud of how much sperm they pump into her. I kinda wish there were more facial reactions and voice variation, but at the same time the game feels almost lazy on purpose, like a dirty loop you’re not supposed to think too much about. It’s just Yoko, her tight pussy and ass getting abused, big cock slamming inside her, tentacle twisting, cum dripping out of places it shouldn’t, and your mouse controlling how far down she goes this time.

Tifa in this one feels like someone mashed a BDSM doujin, a bad end from a JRPG, and a milking simulator together after a long horny Discord call. No build up, no romance crap, you just drop right into her already broken-in slave state at the plant. She’s on the floor, wrists stuck, neck held, body treated like a toy everyone already used a thousand times. And yeah, chest so big it almost looks like a mod gone wrong, which kinda works because the whole thing is about pushing her body way past sane limits. You’re not here to “date” her. You’re here to see how far she can be used.

The core loop is basically: pick how you wanna mess her up today. Face, tits, ass, milk, some combo of that. There’s that nasty energy where the guys around her don’t see her as a person at all, just a milk machine with a famous Final Fantasy face slapped on. The titfuck stuff is heavy, your POV jammed between those inflated boobs, her breathing all fucked up, sometimes gagging while her mouth is already forced open for more. Then the face abuse kicks in and it’s rougher, teeth barely matter, throat used like it’s part of the plumbing. There’s this grossly satisfying moment when you push too deep and her eyes go wide and wet, mascara streaks down, and she makes that gurgling noise that tells you this is not tender at all. Cumshot on her face after all that just feels like the minimum level of disrespect at that point, like wiping your shoes on a doormat.

What really hits weird is the milk focus. You’re not just cumming on her, you’re basically farming her. Squeezing, pulling, twisting those huge breasts until milk sprays everywhere, like the game is daring you to see how swollen and overused they can look. When the pressure ramps up and her tits start pulsing with that “about to burst” vibe, it’s half erotic, half body horror. The combination of ***-y abuse, restraints, and this forced lactation thing makes it very clear this is not a “kinky but safe” dungeon. It’s a factory, and she’s livestock. And yeah, there’s ass fingering thrown in there too, not as the main show, more like “oh, we still have one more hole to bully” while her mouth is stuffed and her chest is leaking everywhere. It’s ugly, it’s extreme, it’s absolutely not for anyone who wants gentle dom stuff. But if you ever looked at Tifa’s official design and thought “what if people treated her like the lowest kind of captive fucktoy and milked her dry”, this is that fantasy, dialed up until it feels almost too much, then pushed a bit further.