Industry Baby feels like someone watched too many casting couch clips on Pornhub, then tried to turn that fever dream into a career simulator, and somehow it kinda works even while tripping over its own dick. You’re this overqualified, broke dude who thought a shiny degree would give him a corner office, and instead you’re pointing a camera at naked girls and trying not to nut too fast. I liked that it doesn’t pretend you’re some shy loser. You’re competent, cocky, and a bit of an asshole, which is honestly refreshing. Then again, sometimes the MC talks like a Reddit motivational quote and that killed my boner for a second. One moment he’s rough and direct, next moment he sounds like he’s writing a LinkedIn post about “hustle” and “grind”. Pick a lane, man.

Anyway, the actual sex content hits the usual porn-fantasy buttons, just louder. Big asses everywhere, big tits bouncing in your face, a lot of “guy in control, girl melts” energy. The girls idolize you way too fast. It’s like every girl was secretly waiting for a camera and your dick to appear in her life so she can call you “sir” without a safeword conversation. The harem angle sneaks up on you too. You go in thinking you’re just doing scenes to pay rent, then you blink and suddenly there’s three girls texting your in-game phone about wanting “private shoots” and you’re booking scenes like you’re managing an OnlyFans agency. The voyeur stuff is subtle at first. You’re checking test shots, spying on how they move when they think nobody looks, unlocking different angles. There was one moment where I replayed a scene just to watch the girl’s face change when your character pushes it a bit too far. Tiny detail, but it stuck with me harder than the actual cumshot. Felt a bit like scrolling through those 5 second Twitter smut clips that loop forever and your brain just stays there.

The animation looks decent when it moves slow, then occasionally it goes slightly weird when the thrusting speeds up and bodies start doing that floaty frictionless thing. Not game-breaking, just one of those “ah, yes, 3dcg horny jank” details. Sometimes the MC’s hand clips through a thigh and I swear it feels more lewd than when it’s correctly placed, like your brain reads it as rougher than it actually is. The virgin angle is funny too. You’re the guy who has been around the block mentally, but some girls are doing their “first time on camera” and the game loves milking that. There’s this one “good girl” who acts like she’s all pure, then the second you tell her how the scene will go, she’s dripping and begging to be your favorite. I rolled my eyes and still enjoyed it. It kind of mirrors how people act on Instagram versus what they’re doing in DMs, honestly. Speaking of that, the in-game phone feels like a cursed mix of WhatsApp hookups and those desperate “collab?” messages you see creators post on X. You line up scenes, send a couple of texts that somehow are both romantic and degrading, then show up and rail them like it’s just another workday. And still, in the middle of all that, I found myself annoyed that one particular character’s hairstyle never changes between shoots. No growth, no new look, just the same damn hair while everyone else starts acting like porn awards are on the line. I’m still mad about that, for no real reason.

Strange Nights feels like somebody took Life is Strange, spilled horny thoughts all over the script, then said “yeah, that’s fine” and hit upload. You’re not Max here, you’re Mark Jefferson, the creepy photography teacher, except now the game just admits he’s creepy and gives him time powers as a sex mechanic. It’s not subtle. One moment you’re in the classroom talking about composition and light, next moment you’re rewinding a conversation to nudge a quiet student into trusting you a bit too much, then a bit more, then “oops, guess we’re in the darkroom and your skirt is on the floor.” The mind control stuff is handled like a drunk philosophy major wrote it in Google Docs: half “what is morality?” and half “ok, now she kneels.” I actually like that, because the English is slightly weird in places and that makes the dirty talk feel raw, like some fanfic that got out of hand. Sometimes the phrasing is clumsy in a way that hits extra hard, like when a girl calls him “sir” three times in one sentence. In a AAA game it would be cringe, here it’s just… hot and wrong.

What surprised me is how hard it leans into female domination and then forgets it two clicks later. You’ll have this scene where a girl takes control, sits on his face, orders him to shut up while she uses him, fingers in his hair, calling him her “good toy,” and you think “oh, nice, they go this direction.” And then the next encounter he’s snapping his fingers and rewinding her resistance out of existence so she’s the one begging to suck his cock behind the school. It feels messy and that kind of fits this sleazy Blackwell where everyone is one bad decision away from corruption. Some of the best moments are in the small things: a student glancing at his crotch while pretending to talk about homework, a lesbian side route where two girls kiss for “practice” and end up grinding on each other on his desk while he pretends to stop them for about half a second. Oral, anal, vaginal, handjobs, it’s all there, usually with a bit of teacher-student power imbalance sprinkled like salt. The BDSM flavor is more about control and humiliation than hardware; a hand tight on a throat, a girl with tears in her mascara but still pushing back on his cock, a little “count your own slaps” game that goes on way too long and somehow is the most memorable part. The animations are a bit stiff at times and sometimes a moan will loop in a weird way, but you’re not here to analyze frame data, you’re here to watch a morally ruined teacher use supernatural bullshit to twist young, pretty lives around his dick in a world that already felt corrupt in the original game, just now nobody pretends it’s not about sex.

A bunch of sweet, horny witches mess up a ritual, pull a smug demon straight out of hell, and somehow the biggest danger in the room is a microwave that hates everyone. That’s kind of the vibe here. You’re this demon guy, showing up in their cozy little coven house, and instead of chains and fire you get soft couches, hot tea, and girls who can literally set your balls on fire if you talk back too much. They’re cute, they’re chaotic, half of them clearly never had a proper sex talk, and suddenly you’re the supernatural roommate who has to decide if you’re going to behave, corrupt the whole place, or pretend you’re civilized while staring at their tits whenever they bend over. It feels a bit like when I hide in the bathroom with my phone, saying I’m “checking email”, and actually I’m watching a demon get a handjob from a witch who still has flour on her ass because she was baking cookies one minute before.

The fun part is how much the game lets you poke at the tone. You can lean into being a pervy bastard, grab the dominant role, pull hair, spank, make them kneel, creampie the smug one while she’s still trying to finish her spell and suddenly can’t remember the words because she’s too full. Or you act all polite and let the girls climb on top, ride your face, tie your wrists, make you “their” demon. There’s this scene where one of them pretends she’s just “checking your aura” and her hand just slides slower and slower over your crotch, and you have that classic choice: do you let her tease you until you’re shaking, or snap and flip her onto the table, panties around her ankle like some porn ad on xHamster. The game throws in group stuff too, like you walk into the wrong room, everybody half naked “practicing a ritual”, and suddenly you’re pushed down, one girl shoving her tits in your face, another grinding her big ass on your lap, somebody else watching from the door pretending she’s not touching herself. A lot of the sex is optional, but honestly I kept clicking the dirtiest answer like a raccoon going for shiny things. And yeah, it has that slow “romance” side too, where you talk feelings, touch her hand, then ten minutes later you’re fucking her against a wall while she screams your name and forgets whatever “rules of the coven” she was lecturing you about earlier. I’m still annoyed by one tiny thing: there is this magic effect in one scene that looks like a cheap screen saver, and now I see it in my head every time someone moans. I’ll probably keep playing anyway, between washing dishes and pretending to check WhatsApp.

Elly’s first day at Meridian Heights feels like one of those dreams where you walk into class and suddenly realize you forgot to wear pants, except here the problem is that everyone kind of wants you to forget on purpose. She looks like the good girl: shy smile, neat outfit, cute red hair that screams “honor student” and not “campus slut”… at least at the start. And that contrast is what hits hardest. You start with this quiet, nervous freshman, clutching her timetable, and slowly you watch her learn how to weaponize her own body. Not in some instant magic porn switch, but with all the messy awkwardness in between. Flirty texts that go too far, “accidental” gropes in places that are way too public, a hand on her ass in the library that she should pull away from but doesn’t, because a tiny part of her likes the risk. That transition is the whole kink of the game.

The campus is basically your playground of bad decisions. You pick classes, talk to professors that look way too interested in their student’s “extra credit,” join clubs that pretend to be about art or fitness but somehow involve Elly getting her thighs squeezed or her shirt pulled up for “measurement.” You wander around and scenes just sort of happen. A crowded hallway where someone brushes against her chest and keeps their hand there just a bit too long, a locker room where she lets a girl “help” her change, a couch in a dorm room where a study session turns into slow teasing under the blanket while her roommate is pretending not to look. The teasing is constant. The game loves to make you wait, to stop when clothes are half off, to show fingers sliding under fabric and then cut away, only to crank it up harder later when Elly has already tasted what she pretends she doesn’t want. It plays with that line between “this is wrong, I should go back to my room” and “I’ll just let him squeeze one more time.” And sometimes she actually does walk away, frustrated and wet, which weirdly makes the next time twice as hot. It doesn’t try to be noble or deep about it. It’s just a college girl slowly giving in, scene by scene, to a campus that keeps finding new excuses to get its hands on her.

This one feels like somebody took Big Brother, locked it in a basement, fed it cheap porn and snuff flicks, then said “ok, now fuck up 20 people’s lives on camera.” You start as this regular guy who thinks he’s just signing up for a crazy reality show with a cash prize and hot strangers. It looks like trash TV at first: fake smiles, cheesy host, everyone trying to look sexy for the invisible audience. Then very slowly it slips, like a condom tearing and you only notice when everything’s already inside. One girl gets “punished” on stream with forced oral while the others pretend it’s just part of the game. One of the dudes gets blackmailed into joining a group scene he clearly doesn’t want, and the show edits it like some glamorous orgy. It’s erotic, yeah, but there’s this nasty taste underneath, like you’re complicit just by clicking “next scene.”

Sex is everywhere, but not in a soft way. There’s anal in cramped showers where you can almost feel the steam and cheap tiles under bare feet. Messy creampies that feel less like romance and more like marking territory for the cameras. Interracial scenes where the producers obviously push stereotypes, then sometimes flip them so hard it’s uncomfortable in a different way. People use teasing as a weapon: slow handjobs given in front of jealous contestants, sleep sex moments that are sexy and wrong at the same time, like your brain screaming “hey, that’s fucked” while your dick doesn’t agree. One of the harsher episodes has multiple penetration as a “challenge” and you can see in the dialogue that half of the people are doing it because they’re terrified of being truly eliminated. Not voted out. Eliminated. And the game does not hide what that word means. The violence is not artistic. Throats are cut, bones break, there’s blood on the same floor where you saw them fucking the night before, and somehow the camera angle still cares about the curves of the body more than the wound. I kind of hate that. I kind of love that.

The future setting is like a cheap plastic wrapper: shiny sci-fi screens, reality show tech, drones recording everything, but it all feels low-rent and believable, like some Twitch stream funded by a shady crypto whale. The 3D models are detailed enough that you feel every slap and every kiss, but faces sometimes slip into that almost-dead valley when they climax. Actually, sometimes that fits the tone too well. You juggle conversations, push people into alliances, set up harem-style situations where half the girls want you, and the other half only pretend to because the producers are whispering about “ratings” in their ears. One of my favorite fucked up little moments: you’re in the kitchen, doing nothing special, just picking dialog, and you accidentally corner a girl into admitting a dark secret on mic. Ten minutes later, she’s on her knees, giving you a blowjob she clearly thinks will save her from the next violent “elimination event.” It’s erotic in a deeply broken way. It’s also trash. But sometimes trash is the only honest thing left.

You’re this broke 23-year-old student dumped into a new city with a shitty thesis, empty bank account, and a brain that keeps zoning out every time a thick futa milf with a fat ass bends over in front of you. That’s the vibe here. It pretends to be about work and responsibility and “finding a job,” but every path you pick somehow ends with you on your knees, or with your face in someone’s tits, or someone’s cock pressed against your cheek while you’re trying to act polite. The city is set up like a sandbox where you bounce between classes, part-time gigs, random apartments and seedy spots, picking who you want to chase or who ends up chasing you. Sometimes you play as the guy, sometimes you slide into the head of one of the girls, which sounds messy on paper but actually makes the teasing feel more personal, like you’re seeing the same scene from two horny brains instead of one.

What hits first is how unapologetically horny everyone is. The women are big in all directions: big tits, wide hips, asses that eat their own underwear, and cocks that do not match the word “average” at all. They flirt like they know you’re weak. One moment you’re talking about internship paperwork, the next she’s got her heel between your legs under the table, grinding your bulge with a “who cares about work?” kind of grin. Footjobs happen in places that should absolutely not allow footjobs. Behind the library shelves while some poor NPC searches for textbooks. In a quiet office while your “mentor” asks about your research, stroking you with her toes until you stumble over your own words. You can lean into it and be a total perv, groping when you can get away with it, or try to be the shy good boy and still somehow end up with a mouth full of cock after “just one drink” with a futa coworker. Oral scenes are everywhere, and they are not softcore. Deepthroating, messy faces, that thing where she holds your head and decides the pace herself while telling you what grade you deserve.

The date parts are funnier than they should be. You try to play it cool at a bar and ask normal questions, but the dialogue keeps twisting into shameless teasing, like “do you always stare at bulges like that?” or “if your thesis is half as hard as you are, you’ll pass.” Sometimes it feels romantic for half a second. You’re walking home with one of the older futa women after a long day, talking about stress and goals, she looks almost soft in the night light, then she shoves you against a wall, grabs your ass and turns it into a sloppy makeout session that ends with you sucking her off in an alley. There are those little dating sim touches too, like picking gifts, choosing where to hang out, guessing what kink they hide behind the calm face. You think “ok, I’ll try to impress her,” then you pick a choice that seems smart and she answers with something filthy that makes you blush in real life. It’s chaotic, horny, kind of sweet in a twisted way, and half the time you forget you were supposed to be doing anything serious at all.

Village in danger, monsters outside the walls, everyone is scared and our guy is supposed to be the “future hero”… but honestly, half the time he is just a horny mess who can’t stop staring at fat tits bouncing in front of him while people talk about destiny. That mix is what makes this thing hit for me. It looks like serious fantasy, but the story keeps shoving him into these training situations where he is supposed to learn how to fight and instead he is getting his hands on soft milf ass, or getting his cock stroked under the table while the “mentor” pretends nothing is happening. It feels wrong in that way I like. He clearly wants to protect his village, but at same time he is thinking with his dick, and the game never lets you forget it. One minute he is doing sword drills and getting yelled at for sloppy form, next minute that same strict woman has his shaft wrapped in her fingers, jerking him slow and whispering that a real hero must know how to “control release” so he doesn’t waste his stamina. Total bullshit excuse, but hot as fuck.

What I really liked is how the teasing never fully goes away, even during more “serious” scenes. There is that early moment where he is sparring and gets thrown on his back, and she lands on top of him, huge tits pressed into his chest. The camera lingers on how his hand kind of “accidentally” squeezes her ass. She glares at him, slaps him for being a pervert… then later that night she sneaks into his room, kneels between his legs and gives him a slow, messy blowjob while lecturing him about discipline like she is still his teacher. I laughed out loud because it feels like Pornhub logic, but the emotions around it actually hit me. He is confused, horny, kind of in love, kind of scared of failing everyone. And she is using sexual harassment like it’s just another training tool. Part of me hated her for that. Part of me wanted her to ruin him more. There is this very short scene where she makes him hold back his cum during a handjob, over and over, until his whole body shakes. It lasts like maybe thirty clicks, but I swear I spent more time thinking about that than about the “main villain”. Also, her ass is so thick that sometimes it clips weird in certain angles, and it annoyed me for two seconds, then I went back to staring at how her cheeks jiggle when she rides him. The game tries to talk about duty and sacrifice, but honestly, what stayed with me is that feeling when he finally breaks, ignores her commands, grabs her, gropes those massive tits with both hands and fucks like someone who knows he might die tomorrow. Nothing noble, just raw need and a bit of despair mixed in. That is the part that stuck in my head after I closed the tab.

Ariana feels like that quiet girl in class who sits in the back, hoodie up, pretending the world doesn’t exist, but the world in this game keeps pulling her clothes off bit by bit. The whole thing starts so small it almost feels innocent: her just trying to go about her day, scrolling on her phone, pretending she doesn’t notice how her mom bends over the kitchen counter, or how her sister walks around in panties that don’t even try to hide her ass. It’s that slow, itchy kind of tension where nothing “big” is happening yet, but you’re already half hard because you can tell exactly where the dev wants to drag her. She doesn’t just flip from shy to sex freak in one click, and I like that… even if sometimes the game pushes her a little fast, like the corruption slider gets yanked when it should be nudged. One second she’s blushing when someone brushes her hand, and the next she’s letting fingers wander under her clothes on the couch while the TV is on. It’s hot, but I kinda wanted one more scene of her squirming and saying no in that weak, not-really-no way.

Voice-wise, or “voice” in quotes, since there is no full VA, I still heard her in my head, if that makes sense. When Ariana starts touching herself alone in her room, phone screen lighting up her face, that inner monologue feels like a quiet whisper in your ear. She’s not some overconfident porn girl moaning like a pro. She’s nervous, trying not to breathe too loud, biting her lip while her mom moves around in the hallway. That’s the stuff that stuck with me. The game loves teasing, sometimes too much, like it almost trolls you with how often hands stop right before the good part, or how a scene cuts right after a grope, but when it actually goes full-on, it doesn’t hold back. Vaginal, anal, toys, lesbian stuff with her sister, futa surprises, even the fucked up family and beast stuff, it just keeps stacking on top of each other like the dev checked every taboo box and smiled. There’s this one moment where she’s riding a toy, trying to stay quiet, and someone opens the door, and she freezes, toy still buried inside her, and that image kinda branded itself in my head more than the straight up hardcore scenes. It’s messy and wrong and way too much, but that’s exactly the point, right?

What I kept noticing, maybe because I’m a voice nerd, is how easy it would be to give these scenes proper sound. You can almost hear it without audio: the breath hitch when her mom’s hand “accidentally” slides over her tits while helping her change, the fake casual tone when her sister offers to “teach her” how to make herself feel good, the way Ariana would go from that tiny, shaky “uhm…” to a broken, whiny moan once she finally lets go and stops pretending she doesn’t like being used. The game has this casual free-use vibe at times, where people just take what they want from her body like it’s normal, and nobody even bothers asking, and she just melts into it, which is fucked and hot and a bit scary in a good way. Then it flips and throws in some female domination where she’s the one grinding on another girl’s face or pushing toys inside someone else, and I like that confusion. It doesn’t care about making her “pure” or consistent. She can be victim and predator, horny sub and cruel tease, all in the same afternoon. I wish the text had a bit more sound description in some scenes, more little notes like “her voice cracks on that word” or “she can barely say his name”, but it’s fine. The real hook is that she starts as this quiet, almost invisible girl and ends up letting everyone and everything use her, including stuff that really should stay on the wrong side of fantasy, and the game doesn’t apologize for any of it.

You start as this kinda nerdy 23-year-old girl who’s supposed to care about her thesis and future and all that “adulting” crap, but the game clearly has other plans for you. Classes and job hunting exist, sure, but they mostly feel like flimsy excuses to bump into horny futa women everywhere. One is your “helpful” senior who offers to tutor you, but she’s way more interested in seeing how far she can slide her hand up your thigh under the table while explaining some boring theory. Another runs a café where you go “to study” and 10 minutes later you’re under the counter, cheeks on the cold floor, her cock heavy on your tongue while customers sit right above you, pretending they don’t notice your muffled moans. It’s very much that vibe: normal city, normal schedule, then someone’s bulge presses against you in the bus and the whole tone flips from slice-of-life to “yeah ok, guess we’re doing this now.”

The sandbox thing is actually fun and annoying at the same time. You wander around town deciding if you go to campus, to that fancy office where you beg for internship, or just hang out in a park where everyone pretends they’re chill but they’re eye-fucking you hard. Sometimes you get these teasing scenes that don’t pay off right away, like the landlady bending over in front of you every single morning, shorts stuck between her huge ass cheeks, her dick print obvious under the thin fabric, and all she says is “eat breakfast first, then we talk.” I kept waiting for her to just grab my head and push me against the wall, but the game makes you work a bit, grind affection, pick choices in dialogues, do little tasks. You flirt, you fail, you say the wrong thing and suddenly that hot futa professor who just had her fingers in your panties during “private consultation” acts all cold to you in class. I liked that actually; it’s not just click sex, click next, done. Sometimes you get a perfect moment, like sitting on the couch in your pajamas, her bare feet in your lap, and she starts rubbing your pussy lazily with her toes while pretending to watch a movie. Then she slides her foot higher, makes you come without even taking her eyes off the screen. Dumb detail, but that stuck in my head more than one of the full-on blowbangs. By the way, the tits and asses on almost everyone are ridiculous, in a good way and in a “ok, that’s not physically possible but whatever, shove it in my face” way. There’s a dating sim layer too, picking answers that make them either melt or roll their eyes, and sometimes the writing hits this perfect horny/awkward balance where your character is clearly turned on but still trying to act like a serious student. And other times she sounds way too confident and slutty out of nowhere, like she goes from “oh no, I’m shy” to “yeah, choke me with your cock” in one dialogue branch, but honestly, it kind of fits the whole fantasy city of futa perverts who don’t care if you still have homework to finish.