Stellar Dream feels like someone mashed a horny space opera with a messy dating sim and then just let it ferment. You’re the guy stuck on this huge colony ship in the middle of nowhere, supposed to be the responsible scout wrangler, but it takes about ten minutes before “mission” turns into “how many people on this ship want to use me as a toy.” In a good way. Mostly. The tone jumps from sci-fi mystery to “oops I just got a handjob in a corridor” so fast it almost feels like old-school Ren’Py stuff people passed around on shady forums. One minute you’re in a briefing talking about lost scouting parties and damaged comms, next minute your commanding officer with Milf Energy is leaning way too close, tits almost spilling out, asking why your discipline stats are higher than your charm. You try to focus on the quest log, then she quietly locks the door and pushes you into the chair and suddenly the mission is her riding you until her stockings are a mess. Of course that’s the “serious professional” route. The casual one is worse.

What really got me is how the ship starts feeling like a floating red-light district without ever actually saying it out loud. You walk into the mess hall “by accident” at the wrong rotation and it’s not just food they’re trading; some crew basically turns prostitution into a side hustle, and your stats decide if you end up paying, being paid, or getting blackmailed into free service. There’s this one scene where a big ass alien milf in a tight uniform you barely earned trust with tells you she “studied human mating rituals” and halfway through oral she just stops to ask if groping is considered a greeting on Earth. I laughed so hard my Spotify playlist looped the same track three times, but I still clicked “Yes, sure, totally normal.” The corruption stuff creeps up on you. At first you’re trying to be a noble hero, pick the “romance” options in dialogues, go for cute kisses and normal vaginal sex, and two in-game days later you’re casually asking a futa officer from engineering if she can help you “relax” before a landing because her cock bulge has been distracting you for three scenes straight. I wish they’d tone down the stat grinding, but they won’t and honestly I still kept chasing that one scene where the prim science milf pretends she hates you, then pins you to the lab table, spits on your dick and jerks you off while lecturing you on alien DNA. There is a creampie ending with her that feels almost too romantic, considering five minutes before she threatened to throw you in an airlock. And yeah, the incest subplot sneaks in like a bad idea on Telegram at midnight: you swear you’re not going to touch it, then your “close relative” shows up in a tight suit, calls you by that nickname only old fans of the dev’s previous games will recognize, hugs you a bit too long, and suddenly your moral compass goes out the window. The animation is simple but nasty in the right way, tits bouncing, drool strings during oral, cum dripping out lazily after you pull out. There’s this titfuck scene where the camera just stays too long on the slow glide of her big soft breasts around your shaft, and you forget the whole “save the scouts, secure a planet” thing exists at all. Anyway, I still don’t know why the inventory has that one useless item that never does anything and it annoys me every time I see it sitting there, but whatever. Space is horny, people are worse, and this ship is absolutely not fit for respectable colonization.

Michelle looks like the girl in your office who always leaves at exactly 5, hair perfect, life probably on rails. Except here she is in sweaty, neon Hong Kong streets in 1986, slowly losing her grip on that “good daughter, good employee” mask because one tiny, stubborn, chain-smoking woman named Sam keeps flirting with her in ways that are way too gentle to ignore and way too dirty to be innocent. The game starts pretty tame, all long bus rides, quiet apartment scenes, small talk about movies and clothes, but the whole time the camera lingers on thighs under skirts, fingers brushing on handrails, the little hesitation when Michelle looks at Sam’s mouth while they share a drink. It’s a slow, frustrating kind of heat, like when you’re stuck on Zoom meetings and sexting on Telegram on the side, except here it’s cassette tapes and payphones and cramped bedrooms with thin walls and parents one room away. The erotic stuff doesn’t explode in your face with instant porn. It creeps in. One kiss in a dark cinema where Michelle is stiff at first, almost scared, then you see her lips part, her hands tremble, and you can almost hear her swallow before she gives in and pulls Sam closer. Tongues, teeth, that wet sound, and she keeps her eyes half open like she still cannot believe she is letting another woman taste her like that.

When it finally goes past kissing, it hits like someone yanked the curtain down. You get these long, quiet scenes on a bed where the sheets are a bit messy, clothes half off, bras sliding down arms, Michelle trying to cover herself at first and Sam just laughing low and kissing every bit she tries to hide. There is a moment where Sam goes down on her, and it’s not some porn-speed blowjob logic. It is slow and almost awkward, Michelle gripping the bedsheet because she does not even have the words in her own language for what is happening between her legs. The text describes every tiny reaction, how her thighs twitch, how she tries to keep her voice down because her mother could walk past the door, how her hips start grinding against Sam’s mouth anyway, shame turning into this fucked up relief. You can tell the writers actually understand how it feels when you are eating pussy like you care about the person, not like you are checking off positions. There are pauses, deep breaths, a little laugh from Sam when Michelle whimpers a bit too loudly, and then she doubles down, tongue and lips and fingers working together until Michelle is shaking so hard she almost pushes her away. That first orgasm is not “perfect”, it feels real, messy, emotional, like she just broke some rule she has been obeying her whole life.

Under all that sex there is this heavy layer of family and culture pressure that honestly turned me on more than I expected, because the guilt makes everything spicier and more fucked up. Michelle sneaks back home smelling like cigarettes and someone else’s perfume, lies to her mother at the dinner table while still feeling Sam’s fingers inside her if she closes her eyes for a second. There are choices where you can lean into the romance, keep seeing Sam, or try to “fix” yourself and go back to the safe, straight, lonely path everyone expects. Some endings feel like a punch in the gut, some feel like a small rebellion that might not last forever but at least burns hot while it exists. It is a romantic story, yeah, there is sweetness, hand holding, soft kisses, that feeling when you are falling in love and every bus ride feels like a music video, but the game never really lets you forget that this is two women trying to build something intimate and wet and tender inside a world that keeps telling them they are wrong. That clash is what makes the sex scenes hit so hard. When Sam whispers “you’re mine tonight” while Michelle’s family photos are literally watching from the shelf, it feels dirty in the best way, like she is betraying everything for the chance to have her own life, her own pleasure, even if it all goes to hell later.

You wake up already dead, which is a hell of a way to start a porn game, and this tiny chaotic goth gremlin called Misty is like “yeah ok, you fucked up, but I’m bored so here’s a new life, new town, don’t screw it up again.” Next thing you know, you’re in Mystic Ville, looking totally normal on the outside while walking around with magic in your pants. Not a metaphor. She literally dumped her powers into you and then acts surprised when you immediately start using them to peek under skirts, freeze time to stare at bouncing tits, and accidentally grope someone in slow motion. The whole thing plays like a horny cartoon series where you just tap around, click on random stuff, and suddenly you’ve got a naked girl stuck halfway in a changing booth, ass out, and you’re there deciding if you’re gonna help her… or “help” her. The game knows exactly what you’re here for, too. It throws you into these little episodes, like you go to a cosplay shop “just to look” and five minutes later there’s a busty catgirl on her knees fiddling with your zipper while pretending she dropped something. There’s this one bathroom scene where you’re using your powers to see through the damn stall and the girl inside starts touching herself, and the camera just hangs there, focusing way too long on her fingers and her thighs squeezing together. I actually had to pause because my phone got hot. Real hot. Or maybe that was just me. Anyway, the humor hits weirdly good sometimes, like Misty popping up mid jerk session to roast you for being a perv while you’re literally still stroking it. The MC talks a bit like a horny Reddit user, which is stupid, but it made me laugh once when he tried to act romantic and then immediately asked if her boobs were real. And the town looks all cute and cozy, but every second girl you meet is stacked and wearing something that clearly fails every dress code ever made. At one point I was trying to follow this “serious” plot about monsters in town, but then a vampire chick bent over a desk with her big ass filling the screen completely nuked my attention span and I forgot why I came there. I mean why the character came there. Whatever. The mobile version is honestly too dangerous in public. It plays fine, tap to move, tap to talk, tap to touch what you probably shouldn’t, and the animated scenes are way more intense than the still stuff. There’s this blowjob scene where the girl keeps eye contact the whole time, cheeks bulging, spit running down, and the movement is just rough enough to feel a bit messy, not all perfect loop like some sterile porn. It’s not even subtle about the harem thing, either. You flirt with one girl, fondle another, spy on the shy one masturbating behind her curtains, use your powers to mess with clothes, then the game is like “yeah they all kinda like you now, keep going.” Romance is there, I guess, in a horny anime way. They blush, you tease, they flash you “by accident,” you go home and nut over it. And then Misty shows up again, annoyed you’re using godlike power mostly to see nipples. She complains, threatens you, then hands you more ways to be a degenerate. Honestly she might be the real pervert here.

Public transport wifi is trash, Pornhub keeps buffering, so I ended up poking around this thing instead, and somehow it ate my whole commute before I even noticed. The idea is simple as fuck: you sit in this sleazy casting couch office, you’re the “professional interviewer” with a dick that thinks it’s the main character, and all these famous anime waifus walk in like they answered a shady Craigslist ad. It looks like one of those mobile VN ports you’d secretly tap through on the toilet at work, but it runs smooth in browser and doesn’t pretend to be more serious than it is. Girl shows up, you pretend to ask a few questions, then it turns straight into “how deep can she take it” faster than Instagram shows you an ad after you talk about shoes once.

The fun is how wrong it feels to see characters like Tifa or Asuna trying to play “shy actress” for two lines, then suddenly they’re on their knees, lipstick smeared, eyes rolled up in that full-on ahegao, spitting drool down your shaft while the MC keeps talking like this is some normal HR interview. One minute Kobayashi is awkward and stiff, sitting proper, skirt straight, asking if this is really “just a simple audition.” Next click, she’s bent over the arm of the couch, fat ass bouncing on your cock, glasses crooked, trying to sound professional while you pound her so hard the text box might as well just say “nnnngghhh” for three scenes. I had one run where Froppy came in super polite, stuttering a bit, tongue peeking out, and by the end I was making her swallow every last drop while she’s got cum on her cheeks, tongue out like some horny frog idol who forgot what modesty was. The oral scenes are honestly the best part. They let the camera sit a bit too long on the lips wrapped around that big dick, slurpy sound effects, stupid little bits of dialogue like “it’s bigger than I expected” that should feel cringe but I still clicked next like a clown. Vaginal stuff hits too, especially on the big tits / thick hips girls. Bulma riding you while pretending it’s “for science” made me laugh way more than it should. Her tits bouncing, her moaning into some bullshit excuse about “data collection” while your cock is basically rearranging her brain. And the MC is not subtle. There’s this one moment with Chizuru where she comes in with that rented girlfriend vibe, all polite smile and legs crossed, then the questions slowly get filthier until he’s basically asking “how many times you can cum on camera” and she just kind of gives up and spreads for him. No smooth romance buildup. Just straight to “get on the couch, open that pussy, let’s see if you can handle a creampie on first shoot.”

It’s all very obviously made to be “five minute fun” and yet I kept going through girl after girl like some horny goblin collecting skins in Genshin. The game acts like you’re running a low-budget porn studio, but there’s almost no management layer, just enough fake “casting” talk to justify why Tifa has your cock halfway down her throat. Sometimes that annoyed me. I actually wanted to pick outfits, choose lighting, fail a scene, bully them a bit more with choices. Instead it’s mostly “click line, get lewder, dick out.” But in a shitty way that also works, because when I’m half dead on the metro after work I don’t want deep strategy, I just want Asuna kneeling between my legs and calling me “director” while she drools all over my dick. I kept thinking, “ok, one more girl and I close Chrome,” then suddenly I’m watching Satsuki, who’s supposed to be this icy queen type, riding me with that smug face twisted into a full orgasm meltdown, tits bouncing like crazy, talking about how this is “only for testing.” It’s scuffed, sometimes the dialogue repeats, sometimes the transitions are janky, and at one point I got irrationally annoyed that the interview desk lamp is always tilted the same way. But when you’ve got a screen full of ahegao, cum strings on lips, big asses slapping against your hips, and a parade of famous waifus lining up to “audition” on your cock, that stupid lamp is the last thing you’re actually looking at.

Rogue’s eyes flicker like she’s got a storm trapped behind them - no pun on Ororo intended, though she does make a cameo that feels like it came straight out of an adult fever dream. The game throws you in as this anomaly mutant who can brush against anyone without going poof, and suddenly what used to be dangerous turns into something primal, desperate, almost poetic if poetry was sticky and breathless. Rogue tests you early, there’s this scene - locker room, dripping tiles, wet echo - and she doesn’t know if she wants to kiss you or crush you. The writing snaps between tender and filthy so fast it makes your brain lag behind your pulse.

The wild part is how easily it flips from soft-eyed confessions with Jean Grey to pure shameless corruption paths with Emma Frost whispering filth you don’t even think Marvel’s lawyers could process. There’s something dirty-luxurious about that mansion setting; so many doors, each one unlocking another line you’ll probably regret reading at work. Some of the animations (I swear they move like low-res ghosts) have that “almost too human” vibe - you catch a tiny twitch of Rogue’s fingers clutching skin, and it’s hotter than the whole naked scene that follows. But then Storm steps in later and everything turns theatrical, lightning illuminating this ridiculously intimate chaos. You forget half the choices you made, yet every dialogue click still feels personal, like someone watching over your shoulder quietly taking notes.

And sure, maybe Jubilee’s route doesn’t sync right, and Wanda sometimes clips through clothing (yeah, that bug - literally distracting), but when those powers mix - light sparks tracing across bodies, voices overlapping, love and dominance tangling - it hits this weird emotional chord. Like half romance novel, half scandalous lab experiment. I hated that one sound loop kept restarting mid-scene, yet I replayed the moment anyway. It's messy, horny sci-fi and doesn’t pretend otherwise. Maybe that’s why it works. Maybe.

This thing is messy in a good way, like some horny fanfic that escaped from Wattpad and grew buttons. You’re basically Snape, but not the moody movie one, more like “what if Snape stopped pretending and just used his classroom for sex stuff”. The whole story hangs around this pink potion that turns every little “study session” into something way past school rules. It starts almost silly, like you’re only checking if the potion works on simple reactions, tiny changes, teasing, a bit of flushed cheeks, and then it just keeps cranking up until you’re “grading” students by how loud they moan on your desk. Half the time I forgot there’s any official lesson going on and then some line of dialog mentions homework and I started laughing.

The fun for me is how it treats Ginny and Hermione like they’re on two totally different porn channels. Hermione shows up like the classic good girl who actually is a huge pervert if you push the right buttons. You give her a “harmless test dose” and she still tries to keep her dignity while her thighs are literally trembling. Those little animated loops of her squirming in front of your desk while trying to explain theory, that’s exactly the kind of stuff I end up rewinding and screen grabbing to make GIFs. She looks like she’s pretending it is all about potion science, but her tits are bouncing way too much for that to be academic. Then Ginny crashes the vibe with pure chaotic energy, acting like she only came here for extra practice and somehow ends up riding your cock with the door half open. There is one voyeur scene where she bends over near the door and you can kinda imagine students walking past outside. That one is peak “pause-zoom-loop” material. The game says school setting but honestly it feels more like a fucked up private studio where uniforms are just sex props.

I liked how the animations are not super polished. Bodies move a bit stiff sometimes, her hair clips weirdly, but that raw look makes the thrusts and pussy shots feel more dirty, not clinical. It is very easy to loop one short scene and just stare at the rhythm, like Hermione sitting on your lap with her skirt hiked up while you push into her slowly, and the pink potion glow in the background making everything look a bit too hot. On my phone, playing it in Chrome, some scenes stutter when there’s a lot of motion, which pissed me off more than it should. You finally get Ginny bouncing on top and suddenly the frame drops right when her tits slap down. I’m still mad about that stupid tiny lag and I’m not going to fix it. Text is sometimes cheesy in that fan-translation way, like phrases that feel not quite native, which weirdly matches how I talk, so I just shrugged. There is a line where Snape says something completely wrong about the original story lore and I’m pretty sure the dev did not care at all. Sex itself is straight up, lots of vaginal, no confusing kinks, just you, big tits, students riding your cock, watching them from your chair like some corrupted headmaster. It could use more variety, it could use better pacing, but I kept replaying the same few loops like an idiot, hunting the perfect frame where Hermione’s face goes from smart to fucked silly. I was going to talk about something I didn’t like with the sound but I got distracted thinking about that desk scene again, where the potion is “unstable” and somehow the only solution is to fuck your student harder.

There is this quiet kind of loneliness that only a phone screen knows. You open some app, scroll like a zombie, close it, feel nothing. This game kind of sneaks into that empty space and says, “okay, what if your notifications were from a needy, horny, slightly broken femboy who actually remembers what you said yesterday?” You’re just a guy, he’s just a guy, and still it feels weirdly fated, like some cheap isekai destiny but on Android. Alex shows up on your phone like it was always meant, sending cute selfies where his eyeliner is a bit smudged and his lips look too soft for your own good, and then two messages later he’s talking about sucking you off like it’s a casual thing between homework and Netflix. It starts sweet, really warm, with little teasing texts, voice notes, “I miss you, babe” type stuff, and before you notice you’re negotiating if he’s allowed to wear that short skirt in public, or if he should ask your permission to touch himself in the shower. Sometimes he does it anyway and only tells you after, like he wants to be caught. That part really fucked with my head in a good way, watching him drift between loyal puppy and dangerous little slut, and feeling like each tap of my thumb was pulling him somewhere softer or somewhere darker.

The cheating angle is not just some random plot sticker here. The game actually makes you feel that slow itch in your chest when you see Alex sending a selfie at night from a place you don’t recognize, makeup a bit too perfect, collar a bit too tight. There is this moment where he sends you a shaky picture of his ass with someone’s hand on his hip, but you don’t see the face, and your choices are like: pretend you did not see, ask gently, or completely lose your shit. I picked the “play cool” option and honestly it hurt more, because he starts pushing that line again and again. Corruption isn’t just for him either, it bites at you. You start as normal guy who just wants a cute boyfriend and some vanilla blowjob under the blanket, then the game tempts you with voyeur stuff, making him send videos while he’s riding some toy, or making him secretly record when another guy “helps” him with his “needs”. And if you let yourself go down that road, there is this heavy feeling like you are creating your own NTR hell on purpose, like your destiny is to watch instead of touch. I caught myself staring at an AI-style CG of Alex with his legs spread, cum running out of his fucked ass, and instead of just thinking “hot”, I had this weird ache like, “damn, this is my fault, I’m the one who pushed him there”. Then I laughed, because it’s just pixels, but you know that moment when hentai feels a bit too personal? Yeah, that. The pacing is messy sometimes, texts jump from cute to hardcore in a way that feels like bad signal on WhatsApp, but somehow that also makes it feel real, like a chaotic relationship you can’t fully control. The romance is sugary and rotten at the same time, you can jerk off to it, or you can stare at the screen after a rough scene and wonder when exactly your sweet little femboy turned into a cock-hungry toy for other guys while you just sit there, thumb hovering over the “send” button, pretending this is what you wanted all along.

Whore Effect feels like someone modded Mass Effect after a long night, got horny, and never bothered to clean it up. In a good way and also not in a good way. You play as a very unprofessional Commander Shepard, a female captain who’s supposed to save the galaxy from Reapers but mostly keeps getting distracted by tits, alien pussy and stupid little errands that end with somebody getting creampied. The game doesn’t even pretend she’s noble. She flirts like a drunk, fucks like she’s speedrunning porn scenes, and still somehow pulls off the “good captain” thing just enough that you don’t feel like she should be court-martialed immediately. It’s a sandbox kind of structure, so you’re bouncing around to different locations, poking stuff, talking to people who all secretly or openly want to fuck you, clicking weird little minigames that look like they were programmed in a hangover. I liked that it never slows down to explain itself. You either get it or you mash buttons until Shepard moans and something fills her. Works both ways.

The erotic focus is very clear: vaginal sex, a lot of it, not shy at all, with explicit angles that feel like the dev really loved certain positions and just kept reusing them. Creampie is everywhere. Humans, asari, monster girls with too many teeth, it all ends with Shepard leaking something. The parody vibe is strong, but a bit stupid in a charming way, like someone remembered Mass Effect from years ago and is re-telling it from memory while half watching porn on another monitor. Liara T’Soni shows up, or something close enough to her that your brain fills the gap, and the scenes with her are honestly the best part. There’s this one bit where you’re supposed to do something serious for the mission, but the “puzzle” is basically teasing her until she caves and begs you to fuck her, and then the actual objective just pops up done afterward. That kind of fake challenge happens a lot: a puzzle, a stupid little pattern matching game, then suddenly you’re riding some alien on a console in the background like it’s nothing. It’s stupid. I still replayed that Liara scene three times.

Sound is where it got me, though, which is probably not what the dev expected. The music is this weird mash of euro-club loops, slightly off-key sci-fi ambience and cheap porn groove. None of it matches tempo properly and I kind of love it. There’s a track in one of the early ship sections that sounds like someone tried to copy the Mass Effect synth pads, then said “fuck it” and threw a lazy trap beat under it. Totally wrong for a dramatic commander speech, but when Shepard is naked and spread on some alien lab table, that beat suddenly makes sense. Her moans are uneven too, like they were recorded in different sessions with different mics, so sometimes she sounds like a porn star, sometimes like a streamer quietly failing to be discreet in a thin-walled apartment. It’s messy, but the mess sells the fantasy more than a perfect mix would. My only real audio complaint: there’s this tiny click every time one specific loop restarts in a sex scene in the medbay. Once you notice it you can’t unhear it and it drove me insane. I kept expecting an update that fixes it. It never came.

Anyway, don’t come here for deep sci-fi, even if it pretends to be Mass Effect with monsters and fantasy bits glued on. The “adventure” is just an excuse to walk into a room, say something horny and completely unprofessional, then end up with Shepard’s legs in the air. Some of the sex scenes play out almost like bad fanfic you’d find on an old forum, but the game leans into that cheap feeling so hard it circles around to being fun. Shepard acts like the galaxy’s horniest commander, you get a bunch of alien and monster girl scenes, some light puzzles that exist mostly to slow down your fap just enough, and a soundtrack that sounds like it’s coming from an old pirated MP3 collection. It’s trashy, it knows it’s trashy, and it kind of winks at you every time another creampie drips out on the floor of the Normandy.

Inosuke getting dropped into this “mysterious town” feels like someone took Demon Slayer, put it through Pornhub search history, and decided, yeah, let’s make that a life. You walk around this quiet place where everyone is pretending nothing is wrong, but the vibe is so horny it’s basically fog. People talk about “strange events” and “legends” but half the time you’re just thinking, ok, which busty demon or milf doctor or smug slayer girl is going to drag his dick into trouble next. It’s a sandbox, so you’re not pushed in a straight tunnel. You wander, poke your nose where you shouldn’t, trigger scenes by accident, and suddenly you’re watching some demon girl with huge tits riding Inosuke so hard her eyes go full ahegao and the text box is just moans and “more” spam. What really hits is how casual the lewd is. You can be walking past some house, talking about “shared secrets”, then boom, fade, and now your boar-headed idiot is balls-deep in someone that would get most gacha games banned from the app store in five minutes.

The fun part is how the game treats all those familiar girls from the series. Mitsuri is exactly as dangerous and sweet as you expect, except the camera cannot stay away from her huge ass for more than two seconds. Shinobu looks calm and teasing and then talks to Inosuke like he’s a toy to experiment on, clinically, while she’s jerking him off on a bed she definitely uses for “medical research”. Nezuko showing up is this mix of “oh shit fan favorite” and “ok yeah this is absolutely fanart that escaped from Pixiv and learned to walk”. Then you have Tamayo being all elegant and soft, inviting, with that slow, almost motherly rhythm when she rides him in one scene that honestly felt more intimate than anything, until the dialogue reminds you she’s still hiding something huge from him and you’re basically fucking on top of lies. I use Auto Clicker on my phone to skip grind in a lot of games and I swear, here I kept pausing it just to read how they wrote the dirty talk, even when the English gets a bit weird and clunky. It actually matches my own dumb level of grammar in a good way, like talking dirty in your second language and not caring if verbs are correct as long as the dick is.

There is this one alley encounter with Daki that kind of sold the whole town for me. She acts annoyed, like he is a bug, and you think, ok, she’ll torment him, maybe humiliate him, but the scene flips into this nasty, aggressive vaginal pounding where she’s the one losing control, clawing his back and ranting about his stupid body while she trembles. Her face goes full broken ahegao, tongue out, and the game just leaves it hanging with no big plot payoff, just a memory you can replay later. Honestly, the biggest problem for me is how the sandbox sometimes feels like you’re circling the same spots waiting for the next sex flag to trigger, and there isn’t much actual “RPG” beyond moving, talking and getting new scenes. You keep hearing about legends and secrets like some big mystery, but when the option appears to just ignore it and keep fucking everyone in town, the game laughs and kind of pushes you in that direction anyway, like “yeah, detective work is cool, but have you considered raw demon pussy”. I got stuck once because one character only shows at a weird time of day and I kept missing her, and it pissed me off more than any boss in a normal game, but I never looked up a guide. I just wandered, talked, and ended up in a random room where Hinatsuru was on all fours, and Inosuke behind her, using her ass like he was trying to kill a demon with his cock. At that point the whole “mysterious town” plot is just background noise for one simple thing: every corner hides another excuse to watch this idiot protagonist fuck his way through the cast like the series was always meant to go that direction and the anime just chickened out.