Cold girl next door, thick Russian accent, tits that make you forget basic math. That’s basically how this thing grabbed me after like two clicks. You start as this regular dude, kind of clueless but not a total loser, and Alya is just there, sitting like two meters away, pretending she doesn’t give a shit about you while her shirt is doing zero work. At the beginning I was just picking options at random because I thought “ok, simple parody, quick fap, whatever”, but the game actually punishes you if you act like a straight dog from the start. You tease her a bit, act normal, learn tiny bits of Russian, and suddenly she leans closer and whispers some dirty phrase in your ear, and the camera goes right in that POV, with her lips glistening. Felt way more intimate than I expected from a browser porn game, honestly.

What’s funny is how fast you start caring about the little choices. One time I picked a slightly cocky reply, just to see, and instead of soft smile and shy blush I got this pissed-off smirk. Thought I fucked the route, but later that same scene turned into this rougher oral thing, her on her knees, still half annoyed, calling me idiot in Russian while choking on my cock. The animation there hit me hard: her big tits pressed to my legs, ass sticking out just right, little jiggle when she moves faster. It’s not perfect, her hair sometimes clips weird, and her eyes go a bit too shiny in some angles, but when she’s riding you, POV, her ass slapping on your hips, I stopped noticing any of that. Music is forgettable, by the way. Not bad, not good, just kind of there, like background noise from TikTok while you’re focused on her tongue sliding down the shaft.

The incest vibe sneaks in slower than I expected. At first it’s just “neighbor who acts like an older sis”, then some dialogue lines drop and you go, wait, what did she just call me? It gets spicy when she starts mixing that sweet romantic shit with straight up filthy family talk. There’s a titfuck scene on the couch where she’s trying to “tutor” you, pretending it’s all educational, but she keeps squeezing her big soft tits around you, licking the tip, saying stuff no normal sis would say in any language. That one broke me. I was watching on my phone, in vertical mode, nothing fancy, and still had to pause because the way her chest bounces while you thrust between her boobs felt a bit too real. Another time, I messed up the dialogue tree on purpose and got locked into a more teasing path. Instead of easy pussy access, she kept pulling away right when you’re about to slide in, smiling, brushing your cock on her lips, making eye contact, then suddenly just swallowing you whole. That sudden switch into deep oral, throat noises, spit on the base, her mascara almost running, was way hotter than any “instant sex” route. Vaginal scenes are solid too, especially from POV when she’s on top, grinding slow at first, then going harder while whispering half-Russian, half-lovey crap in your ear. Sometimes the text tries to be romantic and ends up a bit cringe, but then she moans in that accent and my brain just forgives everything. I still hate that one tiny UI button in the corner though. It’s too small, I keep missing it, and now it lives in my head rent free.

The first thing that hits you here is not even the sex, it is this weird calm feeling of “oh, this world actually believes its own bullshit.” You are this trans woman professor, not some confused teen, not a porn puppet. You have tenure, students who don’t secretly hate you, a boyfriend who tries, and a society that spent decades messing with gender roles until nobody remembers where the old rules even started. Masculinity, femininity, whatever, everyone is remixing the same pieces. But of course, the game looks at all that and goes: ok, now how do we make it horny and slightly wrong in the head.

It starts like a slice of life college story. Lectures, staff meetings, coffee in shitty reusable cups, talking to coworkers who gossip more than your students. You answer some choices, tease people a bit, or stay “professional” if you want. Then slowly the mask slips. The femboy TA who keeps showing up in tighter clothes each week, the girl student who looks at you with that mix of curiosity and jealousy, the other trans characters who make you feel seen and also turn you on way too much for something labeled as “academic environment.” The writing leans hard into the idea that your MC is usually the one on top, both in conversation and in bed. Sex scenes feel like negotiations of power: a hand on a throat, a soft word, that tiny choice of “push it further” or “let them breathe” that suddenly flips the whole mood. One moment you are helping a shy femboy with his “research project,” the next you have him folded over your office desk, your nails digging into his hips while he tries not to moan loud enough for the corridor. The game is obsessed with body transitions and growth too: bigger boobs, thicker ass, that slow visual and textual change that sneaks up on you. You notice a new curve in a CG, a new line of dialogue like “those pants didn’t fit you last week,” and it feels less like a stat change and more like corruption mixed with self-love. Sometimes it is sweet, sometimes it is clinical, sometimes it is straight up fetishy. There is pixel stuff and slick CG hentai living next to each other, like the dev could not decide which aesthetic to commit to and just said fuck it, all of them. It should feel messy but somehow that chaos gives the sex more texture. One scene may be a simple blowjob in a quiet dorm room, lips shiny, your MC guiding the pace, the next is a mystical, almost horror-style encounter with something not completely human that still wants to get railed. The supernatural pieces drop in casually, like, “oh yeah, also there might be a demon girl in your department.”

The tone walks on this line between parody and “too real.” Characters say ridiculous gender-theory jokes, do cosplay, talk about Persona like they misremember which entry had which waifu, but in the same breath they admit stuff like “I like being used, but only when I choose who uses me.” You get corruption arcs without cheap cruelty, group scenes that feel chaotic and hot instead of just checking boxes, voyeur moments where you catch two students experimenting and quietly decide if you interrupt or just touch yourself in the shadows. The game takes its time, it is a slow burn, lots of teasing, edging, masturbation scenes where your MC is scrolling through some cursed porn on her phone, like she has a Pornhub account full of weird tags and she is tired of pretending she doesn’t. There is a whole school setting underneath the smut that almost feels wasted, like the dev could write a normal visual novel but chose futa sex toys and blackmail scenarios instead, thank god. Some routes let you play psychological games with people, pushing them a bit past their comfort, then pulling back so nobody can call it non-consensual. You get sleep sex hints, exhibitionism in quiet hallways, stockings and heels on polished floors, that sick thrill of being respected by day and absolutely filthy at night. Someone will complain that the MC is too confident, too often in control, but that is kind of the point: this isn’t a tragic trans story begging for sympathy. This is a horny professor who knows what she wants, who will fuck femboys, women, and other trans bodies like she is writing her own twisted gender thesis, one creampie at a time, and the world around her just tries to keep up.

Mother Lovers Society sells itself like some sweet slice-of-life thing about a mom and daughter trying to start over in a fancy city, and then five minutes later you realize the “start over” part mainly means “start fucking absolutely everyone with a pulse and half the people without shame.” It looks like one of those cozy pixel-style adventures at first, all soft colors and tiny sprites wandering around New Amsterdam, but the game really loves to weaponize that cuteness. One second you’re clicking on a random apartment door, next second you’re watching Michelle getting throat-fucked by the neighbor she just met, and the animation goes from chibi-walkcycle to “oh, that’s a very detailed tongue movement for something made of little squares.” It feels a bit like if an old-school JRPG got corrupted by a horny fanfic forum and nobody bothered to stop it. In a good way. In a terrible way. Both.

The nice trick is how it pretends to be a normal point & click / RPG-life-sim hybrid. You wander around the school, or the apartment block, talk to people, pick dialog options, grind affection, grind money, grind corruption. Simple loop, nothing deep, but it does that porn-game thing where a single line of dialog suddenly snaps from “How is your day going?” to “Why are you watching me masturbate through the window?” and you realize the voyeur route just opened because you clicked in the “wrong” place. The city is full of these little triggers: a shower sound behind a pixel door invites you to peek; standing too long in one corridor at night pushes you into a blackmail scene; you accept a harmless babysitting job and end up in a group scene on the living room couch with both twins and zero respect for family boundaries. It sometimes feels like the engine itself is a horny teenager trying to see how far it can push you with fake “accidents” before you start reloading saves. And of course you don’t reload.

Michelle alone could carry the game. She’s this big-tits, big-ass milf with that porn logic where “I’m shy and careful” somehow always ends with her tits out in public, pretending this is all a misunderstanding while giving a handjob under the table. The romance angle with other women is actually kind of sweet in a weird way, but the game immediately undercuts it by letting you turn almost every bond into something twisted or corrupted if you want. One run she’s a protective mom, another run she’s basically pimping herself in cosplay outfits, doing anal for rent reduction while her daughter “accidentally” walks in and just keeps watching. There’s futa stuff buried in there too, and when it shows up the game doesn’t tiptoe: full-on titfucks, messy blowjobs, the kind of footjob that looks like somebody studied way too many clips on Pornhub before animating each motion. It even slips in sleep sex scenes if you push certain paths far enough, and the writing plays it off with this awkward “oh no, how did this happen again” tone that makes you both laugh and feel slightly cursed. The corruption arc, the teasing, the way some of the lesbian scenes start all tender and then jump into rough toys and femdom with Michelle tied up and getting her ass pounded while she tries to keep up the “respectable mother” image… it all makes the city feel less like a place and more like one huge slow-burn seduction. And yeah, some of the pacing is weird, some events repeat too often, and one of the school blackmail chains bugged out on me and threw me back to an earlier day, but I still kept clicking around the map like a raccoon who knows there are more shiny, filthy secrets hiding behind the next door.

Ancient Celtic porn VN with brainwashing and sweaty combat tits. That’s basically the hook, but it actually leans harder into the whole myth vibe than I expected. You play this half‑god warrior dude ripped straight out of Irish stories, thrown into a mess of warring kingdoms, druids who are way too into mind games, and women who all look like they stepped out of some horny museum exhibit. It’s not just “walk into tavern, see boobs, click sex scene”. You start in this big last battle, shit hits the fan, and then you wake up somewhere that feels both familiar and wrong. On the surface it’s a fantasy adventure, but the game keeps poking at your head with this “are you still a hero or are you just a horny tyrant with a magic sword” thing. Which sounds deep, but then five minutes later you’re shoving a warrior girl against a tree and fingering her while she still has her armor on, so yeah.

The corruption and mind control side really sneaks up at first. There’s this slow, almost polite push where your character starts experimenting with influence. You try a charm spell in a conversation, she blushes a bit more, leans closer, laughs at a joke that wasn’t funny at all. And the game lets you go from “ok this is cute” to “oh shit I just turned a proud female warrior into a cock drunk toy that begs to be used in front of her own soldiers”. One scene that stuck in my head is with a druid girl in a forest ritual. At the beginning she’s all serious, chanting some old god stuff, pure virgin high priestess energy, and by the end you’ve got her kneeling in the grass, cum dripping from her lips, eyes glazed like she’s high on your aura. The switch from mystic ceremony to sloppy blowjob is kinda wild. Same with the lesbian stuff. Sometimes it’s tender, two girls touching each other softly in a tent, one teaching the other how to touch herself, and sometimes it’s you ordering them to lick each other clean after you creampie them both, and they obey like it’s holy duty.

What I liked is how the game lets you play with the roles. One route you are this honorable champion who still ends up balls deep in milf druid ass under a sacred oak. Another, you lean into being a manipulative bastard, warlord style, grabbing tits in the council tent while your “allies” pretend not to notice. It has these tiny choice moments that change the tone of a whole scene. Say the wrong thing to a barbarian girl and she tries to kill you. Push the right buttons, she ends up riding you by the campfire, huge breasts bouncing, yelling your name like a battle cry while your cum spills inside her and you both ignore the mythic destiny talk from earlier. Some of the animated bits are surprisingly good, like the first titfuck where the camera stays low on her chest, wet lines of lube and pre sliding between her breasts, her expression shifting from annoyed to addicted. Then in another scene the animation feels a bit stiff and you notice, but by that time you’re probably jerking and not thinking like an art critic. I played it on my phone on the couch with Spotify paused and notifications popping from WhatsApp, so it felt like filthy secret reading. Just you, ancient gods, creampies, druids who touch themselves in sacred pools, and a story that keeps asking if you are saving this land or just fucking everything that moves. Honestly, both answers feel correct.

The thing about this game is that it doesn’t even pretend to be moral. It throws you into this twisted “experiment” where the world’s richest assholes basically turned survival into porn. You’re one of the unlucky bastards dropped on this island where anything goes - violence, sex, betrayal, voyeurism, all of it wrapped in a shiny 3D shell that looks too good for how dirty it feels. The first time I saw the protagonist smirk after “claiming” someone, I laughed out loud. Not because it was funny, but because it was so goddamn wrong and the game knew it. It’s like it’s winking at you, saying, “Yeah, you’re still playing, aren’t you?” And you are. You keep playing. You tell yourself it’s for the story, but then you find yourself zooming in on a MILF character’s animation loop, watching her breathe, and suddenly the story doesn’t matter anymore.

The writing tries to sound philosophical sometimes - asking what kind of human you are - but let’s be honest, it’s mostly an excuse to watch people lose their minds and clothes in equal measure. The DILF character (you’ll know which one) has this voice that could melt a nun’s resolve, and the harem setup is both ridiculous and kind of perfect. Everyone’s too hot, too broken, too willing. The mobile version runs smoother than I expected, though sometimes the camera decides it wants to stare at a wall while someone’s getting railed two feet away. Maybe that’s part of the voyeur vibe, who knows. I didn’t hate it.

There’s this one scene - won’t spoil too much - where you catch two participants going at it behind a broken glass wall. You can walk away, but of course you don’t. You stay. You watch. The game doesn’t judge you; it just lets you marinate in your own filth. That’s kind of its genius. It’s not about being sexy in a clean way - it’s about being human in a fucked-up one. And somehow, that’s hotter than any polished romance VN pretending to have a soul.

Fantasy world looks nice and shiny at first, right? Castles, magic, all that fake postcard stuff. Then this game grabs you by the throat in your own damn room and throws demons at you like the universe has personal problem with your dick. One moment you’re thinking “ok, maybe I can keep low profile, flirt a bit, grind some xp,” and the next the walls are bleeding, your safe space is gone, and you suddenly understand very clearly that this world wants to kill you or fuck you or both, and often in that order.

The sex is not just bonus scene here, it keeps oozing into everything. You’re in the middle of a political negotiation, pretending to be smart, trying to read who wants whose throne, and in the background your brain is still replaying the last time you had one of the girls riding you so hard that you almost missed your turn in combat. That’s the tone. World is dangerous, but the women are even more dangerous. Big asses barely fitting in their armor, tits spilling over the edge of some “practical” battle outfit that would get you killed in one hit, and yet somehow it all feels grounded enough that you can accept it. They’re not just walking porn posters. One of them talks like she’s going to stab you if you say the wrong thing, then ten minutes later she’s moaning in your ear and still kinda looks like she might stab you after you cum, which is way hotter than it should be.

I liked that they made the turn based combat actually matter instead of some lazy “click attack until you see boobs again.” You screw up your choices, you get punished. You play smart with skills and positioning, you get rewarded with progress, new scenes, more power, more tangled relationships. Sometimes you feel like a general planning a battle, sometimes like a horny idiot just trying to survive long enough to see what’s under that mage’s robe. There’s this moment early on where you’re crossing the Scar, everything all twisted and fucked, and demons hit you while your party is arguing about who you’re favoring. You’re trying to pick the optimal target in combat while also thinking “if I heal her, the other one will remember I didn’t,” because yeah, even the romance kind of blends into the strategy. It’s not subtle, it’s not gentle, but it hits that weird sweet spot where you’re making choices with your brain and your cock at the same time, which is probably the most honest thing a game like this can do.

You start as this washed up ex child-actor in LA who thinks starting a podcast will save his life, which already tells you everything about his brain. It is very much “I’m a failure but maybe I can still fuck my way into relevance.” The whole thing happens around this chaotic podcast studio where the girls are supposed to talk, but half the time nobody is actually talking about the podcast. They’re busy arguing, flashing skin, teasing you, grinding, or getting blackmailed into doing something way more interesting than chatting about followers. One minute it’s a dumb joke about clout, next minute a girl with ridiculous tits is straddling some guy on a couch because you pushed things too far, or not far enough, depending how much of a bastard you decide to be. The sex doesn’t feel “romantic VN slow burn”, it’s more like LA party bathroom energy: messy, fast, people lying to each other while making out.

What I liked is how the game treats you like you’re not actually the only shark in the room. You’re the main guy, sure, but there is this rival guest that shows up and immediately tries to steal your spotlight and your girls, and the netorare flavor hits quick if you screw around or pick the wrong timing. You’re trying to juggle clout, views, horny actresses with big asses, sponsors, and meanwhile this dude might be fingering your co-host under the table while pretending to talk about “brand synergy”. You can push back, humiliate him, or just watch like a freak. There is swinging stuff too, where scenes get really blurry about who belongs to who. One route feels like you’re sharing as a power move, another feels like the girls simply like him more than you, and it stings in a hot way. The femdom parts are nice because sometimes the girls just flip it: they pin you to the couch, ride your dick while insulting your subscriber count, or make you beg them not to cancel you on social media. A couple of scenes go hard on sexual harassment themes, like producers cornering girls or you using information to pressure them. It is uncomfortable and also horny, and the game is not pretending it is “healthy”. There’s blackmail, cheating, stripping in the studio when the cameras are “off”, vaginal sex on disgusting casting furniture, and a lot of teasing where a girl presses her tits to your face, but only actually fucks your rival if you try to play noble. The humor keeps it from feeling too heavy: people shit-talk LA, clout culture, cringe podcast bros, yet you are exactly that cringe podcast bro, chasing sex, fame and money, and it actually works just enough to keep you going.

Game hits you with this weird double life thing right away. On one side you’re just some dude in a regular apartment, checking your phone, counting cash like a poor Excel sheet, thinking if you should buy that expensive VR game or pay rent like a responsible adult. On the other side, once you put the headset on and log into Dawn of Arcanum, suddenly you’re this rising hero with a sword, stats, horny mages, thick-ass elves that keep leaning too close, and way too many reasons to forget about your “real” life. And the nice part is, the game doesn’t rush. It kind of nudges you. You go from a boring room with a PC and VR rig to a fantasy hub town where you’re comparing equipment bonuses and at the same time thinking “ok, whose boobs am I seeing next if I win this fight.” That mix is the trick here: you grind monsters in turn based fights, watch your HP and MP and then fifteen minutes later you’re grinding a stacked milf in a tavern room because you picked just the right dialogue options earlier and didn’t die like an idiot to goblins.

What I like is that the sex scenes feel “earned” mechanically, not just thrown at your face. You do some quest for a mature healer with huge tits who keeps acting professional, then you come back alive from a tough boss, and the scene shifts from her checking your wounds to her on her knees, sucking you off, your character grabbing that big ass like he’s trying to keep his balance. There’s an actual build up. Same with the younger-looking adventurer chick who pretends she only cares about loot. First she’s annoyed at you in town, then in battle she’s your support, then after you carry the fight and keep her from getting KO’d, she’s stroking you with her hand under the camp blanket, whispering she “needs to relax after fights.” Combat feeds into the porn. You’re not just clicking “skip” like in some other porn games. You actually want to win because you know losing means no pussy and probably a reload. I got genuinely salty when I miscalculated a turn order and lost a run, not because of the XP, but because I had a feeling it was leading to more than just loot with a certain redheaded mage.

The sandbox vibe shows more in the “real” world than inside the fantasy game, which is kinda funny. In your apartment you’re checking websites, doing small hustle stuff, managing reputation on some gamer app, talking to people in chats. It reminded me a bit of juggling Discord, Steam, and Pornhub at the same time, except here it all actually affects your progress. You need cash to buy better VR gear in-game, which opens new areas in Dawn of Arcanum, which then gives you access to more women and more aligned “routes” for future harem potential. There is this subtle satisfaction in seeing your character go from “nobody online” to a titled player that NPCs in the VR world recognize. One innkeeper milf starts off kinda cold, just doing her job, then after your reputation goes up, she suddenly takes you to the back room, locks the door, and it goes full-on vaginal sex on the counter, her giant tits bouncing while she rides you and mutters something about “special treatment for famous heroes.” I replayed that line twice like a nerd, then noticed a tiny typo in the dialogue and got irrationally annoyed, opened Notepad to write down all the stats I had when that happened, and somehow spent ten minutes thinking if crit chance affects seduction flags or if I’m just seeing patterns where there is nothing. That’s the vibe here. It’s horny as hell, but it also makes you track routes, endings, unlockables in your head or in a spreadsheet. You’re watching out for who you can add to your future harem. You try a different answer in a conversation, suddenly the scene shifts from a simple blowjob in an alley to a proper bedroom fuck where she wraps her legs around you and begs you not to pull out. It’s messy, some UI bits feel half-finished, and the pacing sometimes jumps, but that almost makes it hotter, like the creator was more focused on making sure the mage’s tits jiggle when she kneels to suck you off after a tough boss than cleaning up every little rough edge. And honestly, that’s the correct priority here.

Gods getting drunk in cheap bars, monster girls sitting on the subway pretending they’re on TikTok, some horny deity blowing a married chick in the next building while her husband prays to him for “blessings” and a better job. That’s the kind of world this game lives in. Nothing looks special at first, but every normal scene is about two seconds away from someone getting stripped, bitten, transformed or fucked stupid on a couch that really should have been cleaned years ago. You’re the youngest screw-up in this old sorcerer family, supposed to follow the noble bloodline path and all that crap, but instead you walk out and end up balls-deep in a world where myths, monsters and humans all share the same clubs, beds and back alleys. The game likes to pretend it’s about fate and magic and some big cosmic thing, but the real hook is watching a smug goddess slide off her throne, drop to her knees and take your cock like she’s been waiting centuries for a real one.

What actually caught me off guard is how the paranormal stuff doesn’t stay in the background. You don’t just talk about monsters, you feel it in scenes. That moment when a “normal” girl you’ve been flirting with in a crowded bar leans in for a kiss, her tongue suddenly way too long, eyes glowing just a bit, and she whispers that she’s been hungry all night, then drags you into the bathroom to ride you raw while you try not to think about the claws gripping your shoulders. Or when you wake up next to a soft, sleepy monster girl who looks almost human until she stretches and a tail curls around your waist like a possessive hand. The game shifts fast between romance and “I’m gonna drain you till your legs stop working,” between soft cuddling and graphic violence that actually makes you flinch for a second before the next blowjob starts. There are group scenes where bodies pile up around you, sweat and spit and cum everywhere, and the camera just lingers on some girl’s huge tits bouncing while another one is getting her pussy filled and a third is kissing you like this is the last night on earth. Sometimes it goes way too far, and then it just shrugs and throws you into a quiet lesbian moment where two girls are lazily groping each other on a sofa, trading slow oral while you watch and wonder how the hell this is the same story that had a deity ripping through a monster’s chest ten minutes ago. It’s messy, horny, slightly cruel, weirdly tender, and the creampies feel like punctuation marks in a sentence written by a drunk god who has no idea what “tone” means.