Underfoot feels like somebody finally said “ok, but what if the FEET did the cucking” and then just ran with it, half drunk and way too horny. You play this dude who is supposed to be the main character, but honestly after a while you start realizing you’re more of a camera with a dick attached. The whole story is basically your woman slowly turning your sex life into a spectator sport, and she does it with her legs crossed, high heels on the table, like she owns every square meter of the room and your balls are paying rent. It starts kind of “normal” for this kind of fetish VN: teasing, a bit of dirty talk, your girl putting her nylon feet in your face, making you cum just by rubbing your shaft with the balls of her feet while she pretends she’s not that into it. Except she absolutely is, and the game really leans into that slow moral slide where one day it’s just a handjob while she texts another guy, and suddenly she’s casually asking if you think her feet look hotter wrapped around his cock than yours.

What I liked, but also low-key hated at same time, is how the game takes its time to break you. Stuff like the first time she lets another guy “try” her pantyhose and she’s there, guiding him with her toes, letting him grind against the fabric while you get ordered to sit and watch. There is this one scene where she makes you lick her soles clean right after a very messy creampie session with somebody else, and the way the text describes how the cum sticks between her toes is disgusting, hot and somehow kind of romantic, in a really fucked up way. And then they throw in anal just when you think you know the pattern: she saves that hole for the bull, of course, then later maybe, maybe, she lets you near it again but first you have to hold her steady while he goes in deeper. It’s NTR but not exactly, more like she uses your kink against you until you don’t even know if you’re jealous or just turned on because you are being stepped on, literally, half the time. The corruption pacing is cruel: one moment it’s only “harmless” flirting, next she is getting double stuffed while her nylon feet keep you pinned on the floor like a bug under a shoe. And if you’re into being humiliated by stockings and heels more than by words, this thing just keeps pressing that button until your brain is mush and your dick actually hurts a bit from too much abuse.

Honestly the best part for me is how the domination is more psychological than “I put you in a collar now.” She weaponizes little stuff, like making you put her shoes on for her after you seen another guy blow his load all over them, or making you clean the lube off her feet with your tongue before she walks over to the next guy on the couch. There is one group scene where you barely even get to touch her, she just uses your face as a footrest while she rides someone else raw and lets another dude use her mouth, and you’re stuck there smelling sweat, cum, perfume and nylon. The swinging angle is funny too, because on paper it looks like “everyone shares,” but in the actual scenes it always feels like she is sharing herself with them and sharing your shame with you. The game pretends you have some choices, like “do you let her go further” kind of stuff, but if you’re playing this, you already know you will click the worst option every time and then pretend you had no choice. At some point there is a footjob where she strokes you and another guy at the same time, toes curling over two shafts, and when she decides who gets to finish on her arches and who has to cum on the floor, and you end up being the floor guy, that weird little sting you feel in your chest? That is the whole point of Underfoot, and it hits that spot over and over until you kind of love it and kind of hate yourself.

Therapist main guy looks like one of those dudes from sexy Instagram ads, too clean, too confident, but it kind of works here. Game throws you in that office right away, soft light, calm colors, that fake “safe space” energy, and then your brain goes “yeah, this is not staying professional”. You’re the therapist, she walks in acting guarded and polite, blouse a bit too tight, tits fighting her bra, legs crossed just a bit too high. Nothing is rushed, which is weirdly hot. At first you’re just talking, asking questions, picking dialogue options that feel harmless, and somewhere between “how do you feel about that” and “let’s explore this more” you’re basically undressing her with your eyes. And the camera knows it. It lingers on her cleavage, on how her chest moves when she breathes deeper, the way her ass presses into the chair when she shifts, like the chair is getting more action than you are.

What surprised us was how slow it burns without feeling boring. She starts talking about relationships, about not feeling wanted, about needing attention. Very standard therapy talk, right? Except she keeps wetting her lips with her tongue, fingers playing with her necklace, thighs pressing together like she’s hiding her own thoughts from herself. The game gives you these small choices where you decide how far you push: keep it textbook professional or let the questions get a little too personal. At first we tried to stay “good guy”, and still, the way she looks at you when you say something supportive has this “please break the rules” under it. Second run we went more risky, and that’s when shit starts to sizzle properly. She leans closer, her blouse opens just enough so you see how big her tits really are, and the therapist voice in the text is still pretending it’s fine. It’s not fine. It’s horny.

When the line finally breaks, it’s not fireworks suddenly, it’s more like gravity. She touches your leg “by accident”, you don’t move away. Silence sits there between you, way louder than the music. Her hand stays. That little animated motion of her thumb rubbing your knee had us both just staring at the screen, like damn, that tiny thing feels more erotic than some full-on porn games. When she finally climbs into your lap it feels earned, not just “scene unlocked”. Her ass is ridiculous, tight skirt riding up while she grinds instinctively, like she forgot where she is. There is a moment when she looks back at you, pupils huge, lipstick a bit smeared, and you can practically hear her thinking “fuck it”. That’s the click. Clothes go from “neat professional look” to “floor decoration” very fast after that.

Sex scenes hit pretty hard. Big tits bouncing in your face when she rides you, the dev clearly likes that angle. There’s a part where you’re holding her hips, pinning her down while she sinks on your cock, and her moans shift from shy to dirty. Also that little spit shine before she takes you in her mouth, we both shouted “oh yes finally” at the screen. Her blowjob looks messy and eager, not like some delicate porn star routine. Saliva on your shaft, mascara danger zone, her head bobbing faster when you grab her hair just a bit too rough. Vaginal scenes are animated enough that you feel the rhythm, slow thrusts turning into that greedy pace where her ass claps softly against your hips. Interracial angle is there visually too, the contrast of skin tones is sexy as hell in close-ups. There’s a real “I should not be doing this with you here, during work, while my partner exists somewhere out there” vibe hanging in the air that makes everything feel dirtier.

Only thing that annoyed me a bit: the office plant in the corner is ugly. I kept staring at that stupid plant during serious dialog parts and losing focus. Also sometimes the main guy’s internal monologue tries to sound deep and just sounds like he reads too many self-help posts on Reddit. We laughed a couple times when he tried to justify obviously horny choices as “guided emotional release”. Bro, just admit you want to grab her tits. But okay, that tension is kind of the point too. Ending hits in that “oh shit what did we just do” tone, and we just sat there, room suddenly weirdly quiet, wondering if we should feel guilty or just run another path to see what happens if we push her even earlier. We forgot to check one of the soft options in the middle, and now it bothers me for no real reason. Anyway. The session sticks in your head longer than you expect, like something you shouldn’t talk about at brunch but kinda want to.

Elizabeth probably thought summer meant folding discount jeans and arguing with suppliers over late deliveries. Instead she ends up babysitting a bratty redhead with legs for days, an ass that doesn’t know how to stay inside shorts, and way too much curiosity about everything adult. You bounce between Elizabeth’s “responsible businesswoman with huge tits and a tight ass” life and Jessica’s “horny college girl pretending she’s innocent” vibe, so the whole thing feels like you’re scrolling two horny Instagram accounts at once, but actually making choices that matter. One minute Elizabeth is talking about franchise numbers, next minute she’s backed against the stockroom wall by some tall black dude who clearly didn’t come in for polo shirts.

The game really leans into that slow teasing stuff. Jessica wandering around the house in tiny shorts, “accidentally” forgetting her bra, watching porn on her phone with the volume way too high. She masturbates behind a half closed door while Elizabeth walks past with laundry, pretending she doesn’t hear those little gasps. You get a lot of these quiet, fucked up domestic moments, like Elizabeth catching a whiff of Jessica’s perfume on her own bedsheets and just sitting there, hand between her legs, trying to convince herself she’s only stressed from work. Then later she’s at the store sweet-talking a customer’s wife into “trying something more daring” in the changing room, and suddenly that “respectable milf boss” thing starts cracking. She plays the good aunt, but the game keeps poking her with temptations: hot customers, bored housewives, Jessica’s flirty texts, even some lesbian tension that starts casual and turns way too intense way too fast.

It gets messy in a fun way. There’s cheating all over the place and nobody is really innocent, they just lie better. You can have Elizabeth sucking off a married business partner in the office while she’s literally texting Holly about how well she’s “taking care” of her daughter. Jessica flirting with older women at the beach, then going home and fucking herself in the shower replaying every look. Some of the scenes go hard on oral, like entire stretches where it’s just lips, tongue, spit, her trying to keep eye contact while gagging on a cock that obviously doesn’t fit, or grinding her face between thick thighs. It’s dirty, but not rushed, which is nice and annoying at the same time. The interracial scenes hit like those clips you pretend you “stumbled on” at 1X on Pornhub, except here you know damn well you chose them. And the game keeps doing this thing where it shows Elizabeth trying to keep her blazer straight and her lipstick perfect while her pussy is dripping through her panties under the desk, which is honestly more memorable than half the explicit shots. The sex is hot, yeah, but it’s that constant feeling that everyone is doing something they really shouldn’t that sticks in your head.

You start as this kinda normal dude from our time, still messing around with uni, phones, porn tabs in Chrome, all that. Then suddenly, boom, you’re thrown right into dusty old 1896 like some horny isekai accident. No internet, no TikTok, no Uber Eats… but a lot of tight corsets, huge tits barely staying inside dresses, and girls who have never even seen a vibrator. It feels like someone mashed a western, an RPG and a porn comic together and just said “ok, let him fuck everything that moves.” And yeah, it sorta works.

The fun part is how fast “I just wanna survive” turns into “ok how many girls can I make moan tonight.” You walk around this small town, poke into saloons, brothels, farms, fancy houses, and it’s all in your point of view, like you’re actually the perv peeking through doors and windows. One time I was supposed to help this girl wash clothes by the river and I ended up just standing there, camera stuck right on her ass while she bent over, her dress riding up, wet fabric glued to a huge, perfect butt. She caught me looking, cheeks red, then started “washing” slower, teasing, sliding the cloth between her thighs like she’s masturbating but pretending she’s not. That little moment sold me more than any big sex scene.

Sex here feels like a reward but also like a problem you want more of. You talk a bit, you pick a couple choices, maybe fight some drunk idiot with basic shooter-style stuff, and if you don’t suck, suddenly you’re behind a barn railing some innocent-looking girl who swore she was a virgin five minutes ago. There’s pussy juices all over your cock, her eyes rolling up in that stupid ahegao face, clinging to you like she’s about to break, and after you pull out and leave a mess on her stomach once, the next time she’s begging you to stay inside, fill her up, sticky creampie dripping down those pale thighs while she’s shaking and trying to keep quiet so her parents don’t hear. And then later you see her walking around town like nothing happened. That contrast is hot as hell.

I liked how some girls pretend they’re classy and proper, but the second you get them alone, they’re stripping bits of their outfit for you, pretending it’s “too hot” or they “spilled something” so they have to remove it. One rich girl acts like she’s above everyone, then lets you bend her over her own vanity, dick slamming into her ass, her makeup smearing in the mirror while she bites her lip to not scream. Another works the streets more openly, literally selling her mouth, pussy and ass in some dirty back alley, but talks to you like you’re her personal hero, gives you this sloppy wet blowjob, drool and cum all over, looking up at you with those “own me” eyes. And she’s not the only one. After a while it really turns into your own personal harem, but nobody makes drama about it. They kind of know about each other, they kind of don’t, and you just walk around collecting kisses, handjobs behind doors, public teasing, even letting a couple of them flash their tits in broad daylight just to see who is watching.

There’s this weird joy every time you notice someone peeping too. Like you’re fucking a girl on a haystack, her nails digging into your back, you’re pushing into her wet cunt from behind, balls slapping, and you just catch a shadow at the window, some voyeur trying to get a free show. Sometimes the game actually lets you react, pull her head up, whisper in her ear that someone is watching, and she gets even hotter, moaning louder, begging you to make it “worth it” for him. It’s not all perfect though. The combat gets a bit clicky and dull sometimes, and the sandbox walking between spots can feel like “ok, yeah, I get it, dusty street, next.” I also hate that one sound effect for gunshots, it feels like someone popping bubble wrap. But then I’ll stumble into a random event like a girl half-undressed in a stable, trying to ride a saddle like she’s grinding a cock, and all that boredom just vanishes. My brain keeps saying, “I’ll just do one more scene,” and then I’m suddenly watching another interracial threesome, big dark cock sliding into a pale girl’s ass while she’s sucking you from below, eyes crossed, cum dripping from her lips, and I forget what I was annoyed about in the first place. Honestly I still don’t really know what I’m doing in that era story-wise anymore, I’m just chasing the next set of tits I haven’t seen naked yet. And I’m weirdly ok with that.

Whole thing starts small. Just a wife, Hailey, laughing a bit too hard at some coworker’s joke, phone buzzing on the kitchen counter when she thinks you’re not looking, that kind of shit. Nothing crazy at first. You’re the husband, stuck between “it’s nothing” and that sick feeling in your stomach when she says she has to stay late at work again. The game leans hard into that uncomfortable space where you’re not sure if you’re being paranoid or if she’s already getting wet for someone else. You’re home, scrolling Twitter or checking Telegram, pretending to be busy, and your brain keeps replaying the way she bent over to grab a fork, ass tight in those leggings, and how you’re suddenly wondering who else noticed. It’s not soft romance here; it’s that nasty curiosity: how far will she go if you just… let it happen a little? And yeah, she looks like the kind of woman who knows exactly how much jiggle she’s showing and who she’s showing it to. Thick thighs, big tits pressed into office blouses that are one button away from HR trouble, and a smile that says “I’m innocent” while her DMs say something else entirely.

What I like is how the corruption doesn’t hit you like a truck immediately. It slides in. First it’s just her texting that coworker too much, laughing at her phone while you’re jerking off in the shower thinking about her in the break room, skirt riding up while she “accidentally” sits too close to him. Then the teasing starts to feel targeted. Shorter dresses at home, leaning over the table so you get a full view of that big ass, but she brushes your hand away when you try to grab it because “I’m tired.” You know that moment in these kind of games when you catch a reflection that wasn’t supposed to be there? That’s here. A glimpse of her at the office, body language just a bit too open, his hand on her lower back, her not moving it away quick enough. You’re angry, hard, embarrassed, and you still can’t stop watching. The writing likes to twist the knife: she’ll kiss you goodnight, smell like his cologne a little, say she missed you, and then lock herself in the bathroom with her phone for way too long while you’re alone in the bedroom trying not to imagine her touching herself thinking of someone else. And of course you imagine exactly that. She knows what she’s doing. The game likes to make you complicit, force you to click the option that lets her go to that party, lets her drink one more glass of wine with him, lets the hand linger on her thigh. It’s not about “winning” her back. It’s watching that housewife shine up her wedding ring with one hand while hiking her skirt for another man with the other.

If you’re going to play it, don’t rush through scenes. Sit in the awkward ones where nothing “big” happens, where she only laughs a bit too much or texts a bit too long, and let your brain do the dirty work. That’s where it really turns you on and screws you up at the same time.

War zone on one side of the screen, fucking drama on the other. That is how this one feels when it starts to click. You play this guy stuck on deployment, dusty camp, shitty cot, checking your phone like a junkie because the only thing that keeps you half sane is hearing your wife’s voice. She is back home, making coffee art for randoms, trying to sound cheerful on the calls, and you can feel that little pause in her voice sometimes, that silence where you know something is off but she keeps saying “it’s fine, really.” The game is basically living inside that pause. It doesn’t rush straight to porn, it kind of edges you with small things. A new contact on her phone. A selfie where the neckline is just a bit lower than you remember she usually wears. A picture of the cafe with some guy blurred in the background, then a later pic where he is suddenly in focus and smiling like he already owns the place. You are thousands of kilometers away and your only weapon is text messages, so half the tension is just staring at your screen going “do I ask or do I let it go” while the game waits for you to choose.

The photographer is such an asshole in the best way. Not cartoon villain, more like that guy your girl says is “just friendly” and you already know it is bullshit. He talks to her like she is some special muse, gives her little compliments about her hair, her freckles, the way she moves while she pours coffee, and you can read it all through her messages and the pictures he sends. First it is innocent, then it is “artistic” and suddenly your sweet redhead is in a tight top, then in lingerie, then topless with messy lipstick and you are still in uniform jerking off to your own humiliation. The game knows exactly how to twist the knife. It lets you say no, forbid her from going to shoots, or you can pretend to be the cool, trusting husband and tell her to have fun. Both paths feel dirty in different ways. If you try to control her, she gets distant, starts to lie, the calls get shorter. If you give her freedom, you get flooded with “oops I drank too much wine at the studio” and “we did some crazy shots, I’ll show later” and you can actually feel your stomach drop while your dick gets harder, which is fucked up and kind of the point. The first time she sends you a pic where you can clearly see his hand on her hip, just at the edge of the frame, it hit me harder than the full-on vaginal sex scene later, because at that moment you realize you are already sharing her and there is nothing you can do about it except watch and type some needy reply. It is like the game is less about cheating and more about that sick, hot electricity between jealousy and arousal, and it will poke that spot again and again until you are as corrupted as she is.

Game hits that weird spot between awkward high school reunion and horny fever dream, and I kinda love that it doesn’t pretend to be anything else. You show up as this dude who’s clearly still hung up on old shit, trying to act mature while his eyes keep dropping to every pair of tits in the room. It feels messy in a good way. One moment you’re having this almost serious talk about how things went bad years ago, next moment you’re staring at her ass bouncing in those tight jeans and thinking “yeah, okay, I’m definitely a terrible person.” And the game agrees with you but also hands you more chances to be worse. The corruption thing creeps in slow. At first, conversations feel like a normal dating sim, a bit stiff, a bit “how have you been, long time no see,” but when you start choosing the bolder options, you really feel that shift. There’s that one scene where she’s trying to stay “proper,” legs closed, arms folded, and you just go for that casual hand on her thigh, a bit too high, and see her freeze for a second in the animation. That tiny pause feels more erotic than some full-on nude scenes in other games. Then again, sometimes the faces go a bit janky mid-animation and I can’t unsee it, like Koikatsu cursed PNG attack, but whatever, my brain was already in the gutter.

I like how the game plays with cheating without making a big drama speech out of it every time. You’re sitting on a couch with this girl who’s very obviously in a relationship, she’s showing you pics on her phone, laughing, doing that thing where she leans a bit too close. Then the next animated loop is her grinding in your lap, trying to convince herself it’s “just messing around.” It’s not subtle, but it hits. The 3dcg style fits the big tits / big ass focus really well, everything has that soft, grab-me look. Groping scenes actually feel like groping and not just “hand magically clipped into boob,” you see fingers press, ass jiggle, her body reacting just enough. Sometimes the creampie angles are kinda goofy, I won’t lie, like the camera is confused where to sit, but when it works, it really works. There’s this one vaginal scene where you’ve been slowly corrupting her for a while, all teasing and “we shouldn’t” bullshit, and when she finally lets you in, the animation switches from this shy, half-hidden position to a full view of her spreading herself, looking straight at you like she already crossed the line and doesn’t care anymore. I actually paused for a second there, just going “oh, ok, she’s gone now.” Romance hits different when it goes from hand-holding to “please cum inside” with basically no brakes. Not gonna pretend it’s deep, but it’s horny in a way that feels personal, like you’re rewriting old memories to be filthier and slightly wrong. And god, whoever decided where to place the save button during one of the best scenes deserves jail, but that’s another rant.

Fucked up little story here, in a good way. Feels like scrolling through TikTok drama and accidentally stumbling into the uncensored version where everyone’s horny, fake nice, and lying straight to your face. You’re this guy who honestly just wants to “make it”, level up, whatever, and your girl Nikki is on the same grind. Cute, loyal, that type who sends you selfies while you’re at work and you think “yeah, I’m winning.” Then there’s Mini, your best friend, fox girl vibes cranked to 200, always teasing a little too much, always one touch too long. The game just lets you sit there and watch as all that ambition slowly starts smelling like sex and cheap perfume. No choices, no branching bullshit, it just drags you along while you scream at the screen like “bro, open your fucking eyes” and he absolutely doesn’t.

There’s something cruel and kinda hot in how it shows you Nikki’s slide from innocent to corrupted. At first she’s shy on camera, tugging her top down and blushing, checking if you’re okay with it. You say yeah, obviously, because you’re trying to be supportive and not a controlling asshole. Next scene, those same poses are suddenly more open, more legs, more tongue, more “oops I dropped this” and you can tell she’s not doing it for you anymore. She’s doing it for the numbers, for the chat spam, for the rich bastard behind the scenes whispering that she could be “huge” if she goes just a bit further. And you’re still coping like “nah, she loves me, it’s just content.” Meanwhile she’s masturbating on a studio couch, trying to act like it’s a job but her face just betrays that she’s actually into being watched. Voyeurism hits hard here because the game puts you in the spot of the guy who sees everything way too late. You’re not the one fucking her. You’re the one watching her get fucked emotionally first, then physically off-screen, like an idiot with front row seats. Poll chat brain kicks in and you’re just sitting there like “NTR enjoyers winning again PepeLaugh.”

The teasing is actually brutal. Mini half-flirts with you, calls you out for being basic, plays this “helpful friend” role while nudging Nikki closer to more extreme stuff. Little touches, half-jokes about “sharing,” sly fox girl smirks. You want to hate her but she’s hot, and the art leans into that smug, predatory cuteness. Some scenes are just you scrolling her messages, seeing how she hypes Nikki up to show more skin, suck more metaphorical dick for clout, and you realize she’s not your ally at all. She’s the one holding the camera when Nikki spreads her legs wider, when she learns how to touch herself in angles that sell. AI CG or whatever they used gives it this slightly unreal, porn-advert vibe that somehow makes the corruption feel even more dirty, like you’re watching a fake person become real just to cheat on you. Whole thing feels like losing a poll you never knew you were in. You think you’re the main character, but the game just laughs, throws you into the corner, and makes you watch your own love story rot in front of a thirsty audience.

Kruz City feels like someone took a normal dating sim, got drunk on porn sites and bad decisions, then dropped it in a half-fantasy town where everyone pretends they’re normal while fucking absolutely everything up behind closed doors and sometimes in public. You start as this guy coming back home after being basically locked in a glorified sports prison camp, pent-up as hell, muscles tight, brain even tighter. You just land there with blue balls and a weird sense that the city itself is horny. First thing that hit me was how casual the game is about really filthy stuff. One second you’re having this almost sweet talk with a thick milf with big tits who acts like she’s just being “friendly,” and two dialogue clicks later she’s brushing her hand over your crotch while talking about her “lonely evenings.” It’s not subtle. But then it sort of pretends it is, which makes it hotter. The corruption angle creeps in slow; you see a character in a normal outfit, doing normal chores, and later you’re watching her in your phone gallery, bent over the kitchen counter with cum dripping out of her ass, animated jiggle and all. That jump is what sold me. Well, that and the way the game lets you stand there like a creep behind windows or peeking through doors, just choosing to watch instead of “being a good guy.” Sometimes the “good guy” option is there and I just ignore it because the voyeur scenes feel like stolen porn clips you shouldn’t have.

What really messed with me is how the city kind of becomes a sex map in your head. Oh yeah, that corner? That’s where I caught the married neighbor getting a sloppy blowjob in the car that was not from her husband. There’s even this scene where you know you shouldn’t check her messages, but of course you do, and the chat logs make the later netorare scene hit harder because you saw the whole build up. The game lets you skip NTR stuff, but honestly the point of this thing is that feeling in your chest when you watch someone you “like” moan for another guy and you’re just... stuck, jerking off in the dark. Speaking of jerking, the masturbation scenes for the protagonist are actually decent, which is rare. Small detail, but the animation on his handjob feels like someone cared way too much about finger rhythm. I stared way too long at one footjob scene too, where she’s lazy on a couch, half distracted with her phone, sliding her soft-looking feet up and down your shaft like it’s a chore she secretly enjoys. The camera sits low, you mostly see thighs, feet, and cock, nothing fancy, but it ended up being one of the hottest scenes for me and I don’t even usually care about feet. Still annoyed that the text box pops in a little late on that scene, it bugs me every single time and I never get used to it. The incest and sleep sex content is there if you go looking for it, and when you do, it feels extra dirty because the city itself pretends to be wholesome fantasy romance with dates, kisses and handholding, like some cute VN you’d play on your phone on the bus, then suddenly you’re sneaking into a bed at night while she breathes slow and you’re pushing in, trying not to wake her. Half the time I’m going for romance routes, the other half I’m basically sabotaging them just to unlock some cheating variant where she smiles at you during the day and you later watch her get her throat fucked from a crack in the door. It’s messy, it’s inconsistent, some talks feel stiff, some scenes hit way too hard, but that fits the whole vibe. This isn’t a clean fantasy. It’s a horny, growing city that keeps daring you to go one step further than you planned, and then another, until you’re just clicking around looking for the next excuse to say “ok, just one more scene” while your mouse hand is sweaty and your other hand is busy.