Morty wakes up in this thing like half familiar, half totally fucked, and before he even gets his head straight he’s getting dragged into horny bullshit that somehow manages to be even messier than the original. The game throws you into a “find a way home” idea, but it forgets about that pretty fast and just says: ok, who do you want to fuck first, and how badly do you want to screw them up in the process. It calls itself a fan remake, but it feels more like some pervert took the base story, kept the recognizable faces and voices in your head, then went “what if every single wrong idea I had at 15 became a branching scene.” One second you’re talking about portals and universes, next second you’re getting blackmailed into licking someone’s feet while she pretends this is about “helping Morty grow as a person.” There is so much teasing it actually got on my nerves in a good way, like those Ren’Py menus where you think “ok this time I’ll pick the nice option” and then suddenly you agreed to join a bukkake event in a garage with fluorescent lighting and nobody blinks.

The thing that hit me hardest is how dirty it is while still pretending to have some kind of morals. You can play Morty as this timid virgin who keeps getting walked over, or you just give up and lean full ntr and corruption, watching him “borrow” people who obviously belong to somebody else and then act surprised when it bites him in the ass. There’s that feeling of constant consent blurring: mind control scenes where you’re technically “saving the world” but really you’re just turning people into your toys; sleep sex that the script tries to frame as “oops, weird circumstances”; tentacle labs that look like they were supposed to be a serious sci fi experiment until someone thought “what if this thing also fucks them in three places at once.” And then there’s all the group stuff: twins sharing him like a new toy, lactation jokes that suddenly turn into pregnancy talk, body fluids everywhere while the dialogue pretends it’s still a parody of the show. It’s funny, and then it’s not, then it is again. One moment you’re laughing at a cosplay scene where a MILF is squeezed into some alien suit, next moment you notice there’s a choice to creampie her raw and maybe knock her up, and the game just shrugs like “you clicked it, dude.” I like that it doesn’t waste time with grinding or fake sandbox systems, but at the same time the straight line structure makes the kinks hit faster and harder, and sometimes you’re in the middle of blowjob, spanking, anal, toys, multiple penetration, all in the same “episode” and you kinda wish it would breathe for a second. It won’t. It just keeps pushing Morty into deeper perversion while pretending it’s all part of getting home, and if you’re honest, by the time you’re watching him give some sloppy oral to avoid being turned into science goo, you don’t really want him to leave this universe anyway.

So I'm sitting there with this Sith ritual success screen and Ahsoka's just... standing there. Not exactly the obedient apprentice fantasy the title promised. Her will is too strong, the game tells me. No shit. That's the whole hook, right? You've got this legendary Jedi technically enslaved but her mind is still fighting back, and you're supposed to break her down piece by piece. The morning/night cycle structure is weirdly mundane for something this fucked up. Send her out to earn credits during the day. At night, well, that's when the trainer mechanics kick in.

The corruption system is where things get properly twisted. You're not just clicking buttons, you're watching her degrade in these animated sequences that are deliberately rough around the edges. The 3DCG isn't polished, it's almost uncomfortable to look at sometimes, which honestly makes the whole thing hit different. There's this one scene with a toy I bought from the shop, and the internal view camera angle made me actually pause. Not because it was hot, but because the game suddenly felt too real. Then five minutes later I'm laughing at how janky the anal sex animation loops. The male domination fantasy is there, obviously, but it's wrapped in this grimy simulator package that keeps reminding you she's still resisting. The prostitution mechanics feel gross in a way that's probably intentional? Maybe? I don't know.

The Star Wars skin is doing a lot of heavy lifting here. Without the Ahsoka Tano recognition factor, this is just another corruption trainer with group sex and bukkake scenes. But seeing a character you know getting groped and broken down hits different. The interracial scenes and multiple penetration stuff is exactly what you'd expect from the tags, no surprises there. What got me was the handjob animation during one of the morning sequences, she's supposed to be earning credits but the way her face barely changes expression while her big tits bounce... it's that dead-eyed compliance that's more disturbing than any of the explicit vaginal sex or creampie finishes. The slave mechanics aren't really about control, they're about watching someone slowly stop caring. And the game knows it. That's the part that stuck with me, not the actual sex scenes.

Didn’t expect it to hit like that. The setup sounds dumb at first - some new guy immune to mutant powers, wandering around the mansion full of girls who could literally melt steel or your brain - but then it turns into this weirdly addictive mess of choices and dirty teasing. The writing feels like it was made by someone who actually *gets* how awkward lust can be. Rogue’s first scene caught me off guard: she’s nervous, not the usual overconfident comic babe, and that makes it hotter. You can play nice, sure, but I ended up testing how far that “immunity” could go. It’s the kind of slow burn that somehow turns into a full-on inferno without you realizing when it happened.

Then there’s that bit with Jean - she’s reading your thoughts mid-handjob and whispering what you’re thinking before you even say it. Creepy? Yeah. But it works. The animations aren’t perfect - sometimes the eyes go a bit uncanny - but when you’re watching her float midair, skin glowing, moaning your name like she’s trying not to destroy the room, you kind of stop caring. I laughed once when Storm walked in mid-scene and instead of freaking out, she just smirked and joined. That’s the tone here: no real rules, just layers of power and submission flipping around until you forget who’s in charge.

Still, I wish the mansion hallways weren’t so damn long. Spent too much time clicking doors that led nowhere, but then Jubilee popped up in a classroom scene and - yeah, lost track again. The corruption routes sneak up on you; one minute you’re comforting, the next you’ve got her on her knees calling you “sir.” It’s messy, inconsistent, and sometimes clunky, but maybe that’s why it feels alive. Like a comic that got drunk and decided to undress itself. **Dare to play it alone, or invite company?**

You start as this washed-up brothel manager who clearly peaked way too early in life, then got tossed aside like yesterday’s cum rag. The whole vibe is “sleazy comeback tour in Westeros”, which honestly fits way too well. Instead of running a normal business, you’re basically creeping your way back into power by tutoring queens, ladies and assorted psychopaths in how to use their bodies, their tits, their mouths and their titles to grab control. It’s half political plot, half perv fantasy, and it doesn’t even pretend otherwise. One moment you’re talking about influence at court, next moment you’re balls-deep in a future queen who still has your handprint on her ass from the last “strategy meeting”.

The cast is a full-on fever dream for anyone who ever watched that show and thought “ok but what if they were all in one harem, sharing the same dick, occasionally each other, and nobody wears clothes for longer than two dialogue lines”. You’re coaching icy redheads, bratty princesses, scary warrior women with shoulders wider than yours, cult priestesses who look like they know 300 ways to ruin you and still make you beg for more, and smug blond royalty who act like they’re above you right until they’re kneeling and drooling on your cock. There is groping in public corridors “for blackmail reasons”, private teasing sessions on plush couches, sex toys as if the maesters had a secret naughty workshop, creampies used as rewards, and bukkake scenes that feel more like a coronation than anything from the actual story. Half the time you’re pretending it’s about “training” or “discipline” while you’re just seeing how far you can push until they break, moan with that dumb ahegao face and then come back asking for more. A lot of scenes play with humiliation: noble ladies on their knees while guards watch, proud warriors forced to strip and pose, mothers who should know better letting you talk them into things they’d murder someone else for even suggesting. It gets properly messy. There is lewd voyeur stuff too, where you set things up and then just stand in the shadows, watching them fool around with each other, toys, or your “trusted staff”, and your only job is to make sure everyone is too addicted to you to walk away.

Underneath all the horny corruption there’s this light management and dating sim layer that keeps pulling you back to planning between all the orgasms. You juggle gold, favors, reputation, who you humiliated last night and who is still pissed at you for it, or secretly turned on. Sometimes you pick a soft approach, lots of teasing, gentle handjobs, slow stripping, letting them think they’re in control. Other times you go full bastard, push them into rough training, drag them into group sex “for the good of the house”, tie them up, let other girls play with them while you watch. The point & click style makes it feel like you’re poking around a dirty visual novel version of the Seven Kingdoms, finding new places to corrupt: secret chambers, bathhouses, balconies where anyone could see you pressing some noble lady against the wall and filling her up like you’re signing a treaty. I liked that you can screw up, annoy someone, lose a scene or a chance, because it makes the rare perfect harem moments where everyone piles on you feel like you actually schemed for it. Although, tiny thing that annoyed me: sometimes the pacing between political talk and porn whiplashes so hard you go from “serious war council” to “everyone naked and covered in cum” faster than Pornhub autoplay, and then it just pretends that’s normal court etiquette. Still, watching all these powerful women slowly shift from proud and untouchable to horny, desperate, and fully owned by your choices scratches that very specific fantasy itch that softcore fans like me secretly chase while pretending we “play for the story”. And yeah, sometimes the story actually hits too.

Something about the cycling club president's face when she first spots that girl behind the school building. Not shock, not disgust. Recognition maybe? Like finding a word you've been trying to remember all day. Shiori Kosaka joins the competitive cycling club because numbers are low, whatever, standard setup. But then she follows a "suspicious" student and finds exhibitionism instead of trouble. And her heart doesn't just flutter, it rewires itself.

The races become incidental. Pedaling around the map in your school uniform, or later just body paint, which unlocks after certain story beats. The real mechanics are about practicing exhibitionist behaviors like stripping, flashing, masturbating with vibrators and those semen bottles. You level up your shamelessness by riding over special spots on the field, parameters increasing, skills activating for race comebacks. But who cares about winning when every male spectator's eyes are tracking your chest? The game knows. It animates everything, all 22 scenes, the cut ins with swaying breasts and ass. Sometimes the lag hits hard on certain PCs because of all those animations, fair warning.

The threesome scene caught me off guard. Not because of the act itself but the buildup, how the exhibitionist training bleeds into voyeurism and then suddenly there's a titfuck happening and you're like, wait, when did we get here? The bukkake moments feel almost clinical in their delivery, which somehow makes them hotter. Male domination themes run through most encounters. The smartphone menu helps trigger events when you're lost, and there's a reminiscence room for revisiting everything. All censored, typical Japanese game style, but the creampie shots still land.

Don't bother with the official races at first. Just ride around, find the exhibitionist spots, let Shiori discover what her body can do. The handjob scenes feel mechanical until you realize that's the point. She's learning. We're learning. The anal content unlocks later and honestly I forgot to mention the big ass tag but it's there, prominent, unmissable during certain angles. Let the male gaze become your compass. It's not about winning races, it's about being watched winning them.

I went into this expecting the usual sandbox grind, you know, click around, find the next scene, repeat. What I got was a mess of futa protag energy and a plot that reads like someone's fever dream after binging occult wiki pages and hentai at the same time. The whole Aleister Crowley thing is just window dressing for getting railed by a monster girl in a shower within the first five minutes. No buildup, no subtlety, just bam, here's a dickgirl and you're suddenly not in control of your own actions. Classic.

The corruption mechanics are there but they feel almost accidental. Like the game can't decide if it wants you to slowly descend into depravity or just throws you into the deep end with ahegao faces and creampies by scene two. The Lilith backstory is genuinely interesting if you squint, something about her getting screwed over by the new Queen of Hell who's also your ancestor, but then you remember you're mostly just clicking through to see the next paranormal incest orgy. The religion tags are a joke, it's just set dressing for blasphemy kink.

What actually got me was the sad ending potential. I'm a sucker for that shit. There's this moment with the Queen, the one who was sacrificed by her own father, where the whole power fantasy collapses and you realize everyone in this story is just broken and using each other. Then five seconds later you're back to a bukkake scene with a demon and it's like the game forgot what it was doing. The 3DCG is janky as hell, clipping everywhere, but somehow that adds to the unpolished charm. Don't expect it to run smooth on your phone browser either, it chugs like crazy on my old Samsung. The masturbation scenes are weirdly clinical. The lesbian content feels tacked on. The anal is everywhere. I don't know why I'm still playing it but I am.

A Christmas miracle, this game. Or maybe a Halloween leftover. Hard to tell when your dick starts growing tentacles. Not a metaphor. The whole shapeshifting thing, right? You're this 18 year old dude, some monsters jump you, and now your body is basically play-doh with a libido. First thing I did was try to give myself absolutely massive tits, just to see if the game would let me. It did. The physics are... well, they're 2d, so they kind of just float there like zeppelins of sin, but the sheer audacity of it got me.

The horror tag is doing some heavy lifting, mostly in the "oh god what is that" sense when you accidentally transform a bit too much in public. There's this one scene in the college showers where you lose control and suddenly you've got a monster cock and a tentacle where your left arm should be. A classmate walks in. Instead of screaming, the game gives you the option to... well, let's just say the bukkake tag isn't there for decoration. The writing is unpolished, like a fan translation from a language that doesn't have a word for "consent," but it loops back around to being charming. Or maybe I'm just broken. The gender bender stuff is a toggle, you can go full trap mode and the game barely blinks. Seduce a monster, seduce a roommate, seduce a monster *as* a roommate. The logic is held together with spit and cum.

Wish the transformation menu was less of a pain. Clicking through body parts feels like doing taxes. And the monster designs? Sometimes it's a genuinely creepy shadow beast, other times it's a floating pair of tits with teeth. The oral sex scenes with the tentacle monster are surprisingly detailed though, lots of slurping and awkward positioning. You ever get a handjob from your own detached, shapeshifted limb? This game asks the big questions. Never really explains the superpowers properly either, you just kind of fumble into them. One minute you're trying to grow claws to fight, the next you've accidentally given yourself a titjob-capable chest and the monster is very confused. You are too. But you're also clicking "next."

Pale Carnations feels like someone took a normal med student VN, got drunk, opened Pornhub, and just… never closed the tab again. You start as this uptight pre-med guy who clearly thinks he’s better than everyone, then your old friend drags you into this super fancy sex club where everyone is pretending to be classy while doing the nastiest stuff in the back rooms. It’s not subtle. One moment you’re talking about exams, next moment you’re watching a girl kneel in front of a crowd while the host is explaining in very calm voice how many times she’s allowed to cum before she gets punished. That switch from “normal life” to “ok, this is a brothel with rules and scoring and humiliation” hits weirdly hard. I liked it. I hated it. I kept clicking anyway.

What really got me is how the girls’ routes are not just “pick your waifu and live happily ever after”. It’s more like you’re managing their performances for the club while also deciding how fucked up you want to be. There’s this one scene where you have to help plan a show around “public use” vibes, and the choices are basically: do you protect her a bit, or push her harder because the audience wants to see her tear up and drool? I tried to be nice. Then the game waved a huge pile of money and influence in my face and suddenly I was telling her to spread her legs wider so the old creeps at the back can see everything. The guilt hits later, when she thanks you for “guiding” her and you know damn well you just turned her into a toy because you were horny and curious about the anal route. Romance is possible, but the path there is messy, with cheating and emotional blackmail and these fake gentle moments where the guy is stroking her hair after making her take a creampie in front of strangers. Not gonna lie, that mix of affection and cruelty is hot and uncomfortable at the same time. The club likes to humiliate, but the game also quietly asks “ok, and why are you turned on by this?” and then distracts you with another masturbation scene before you answer.

Sex-wise it goes pretty hard, but it doesn’t just jump to it. Teasing is everywhere. There’s a scene where you’re supposed to “inspect” a girl’s body before her show and it’s basically sanctioned groping disguised as professionalism. You check if her nipples are “reactive” while she’s trying not to moan, you pull her panties aside just a bit too long under this bright examination light, and your character keeps telling himself it’s clinical. Sure. Then later you end up spanking that same girl on stage, audience counting each hit, her face slipping into full ahegao while you pretend you’re only doing what the contract says. There is bukkake, there is rough blowjob where she’s gagging and still trying to smile because the prize money will change her life. There are dommes too, not just submissive girls; one older woman completely flips the script during a toy demonstration and suddenly you’re the one on your knees while she’s pushing a vibrator between your legs and calling you “her good little assistant” in front of everyone. The game rarely gives you a safe spot to breathe. One moment it sells you on sweet romance, him holding her hand after a long night, next moment it’s, “hey, want to whore her out to a VIP for extra points?” and you’re like, no, that’s terrible, click, yes, obviously. It’s that kind of story.