Mei from Overwatch doing yoga. That's the setup. Not the icy defense matrix Mei, but a chubby, nerdy version with glasses who needs to "release pressure." And you're the scientist with the cure. The whole thing is basically a minigame where you click to thrust and fill up a meter. Positive energy, they call it. Sure. Whatever helps you sleep at night.

The art is deliberately rough, like someone sketched it during a boring lecture and then decided to color it in MS Paint. Mei's proportions are absurd. Her tits are massive, her ass is bigger, and the whole thing has this unpolished charm that somehow works. The animation loops are janky but there's something hypnotic about watching those physics go haywire. I spent way too long just staring at the bounce mechanics. They're not realistic at all but who cares. The sound design is basically nonexistent except for some wet slapping noises that kick in when you get the rhythm right. Rhythm is generous, it's just clicking fast enough to keep the bar in the green zone.

The parody aspect is loose at best. If you told me this was just some random thicc girl with glasses I'd believe you. The Overwatch connection is thin, like they slapped Mei's face on a body type that doesn't match her canon design at all. But that's almost the point. This isn't trying to be faithful, it's trying to be horny. And on that front, it delivers exactly what it promises. You click, she moans, stress melts away. The dialogue is hilariously bad, something about filling her with positive energy while she makes faces that are somewhere between pleasure and confusion. I wish there was more variety in the positions or at least a different background. The lab setting gets old fast. But then again, you're not here for the interior design.

The whole thing is over in a few minutes. No replay value unless you really like that one animation loop. But for what it is, a quick dirty minigame about stress relief through scientific plowing, it's honest about its intentions. Unlike my last relationship.

Kislev looks like one of those cities from cheap Christmas postcards. Snow, lights, people pretending everything is fine while shit is clearly not fine at all. There’s this weird virus going around, nobody really understands what it is, and the officials keep saying it’s just “little cold, don’t worry.” You look at the streets and half the people are gone, the ones outside look tired and horny at same time, like they haven’t slept in weeks but still check out every big ass that walks by. The game throws you right into that mood. You’re this guy with a body built to fuck and a dick that clearly never heard about subtlety, trying to get out of the city before things go completely crazy. Of course, you don’t just leave. You flirt, you stall, you make bad decisions because a stacked milf leans too close when she talks to you. Honestly, feels relatable.

The fun part is that this “end of the world maybe” vibe mixes with very casual everyday stuff. One moment you’re talking about buying a car, the next you’re deciding if you should spend your last cash on jewelry for a woman with tits that look like they could smother a dragon. Some scenes feel like you’re scrolling Tinder during a power outage. You meet chubby girls with soft bellies that beg for grabbing, overfed thick milfs with asses that barely fit in their skirts, and that one bbw who looks shy until her hand is on your cock and then she’s not shy at all. There are teasing moments where they act like they’re not interested, but their nipples are pushing hard against their tops and their eyes keep dropping to your crotch. You can be gentle, you can be a bit of an asshole, you can ignore someone then later realize you missed a chance at a juicy handjob scene in a cramped car while news about the virus whispers from a radio in the background. I spent way too long replaying just to see what happens if you actually buy the wrong jewelry, just to watch a big-titted lady pretend to be offended and then still stroke you off because “you tried.”

What I liked is how the game doesn’t hurry. It lets you wander around this slightly broken city, pick your cars, make weird flex choices, talk to women who shouldn’t be that horny during a health crisis but absolutely are. Not everything is perfect. Some lines sound like they’re written by someone who learned English from Pornhub comments, and sometimes a hot scene cuts off just when you want to see more grinding, more messy details. But that awkwardness kind of fits the whole setting. Sex here is messy, heavy, and a bit clumsy, with big boobs bouncing in ways that feel almost too real and thick asses pressing into your lap until you can’t think about virus or future or anything except not cumming too fast. If you want the most out of it, don’t rush every scene. Tease back. Pick options that drag conversations, let the girls talk, make them work for it while you pretend to be chill and not one push away from exploding in their hands. The best moments happen when you choose the slower, flirtier answers, the ones that lead to a quiet street, a fogged-up car window, a milf’s soft hand sliding into your pants while snow falls outside and the world quietly falls apart around you.

Oba again. That name sticks in my head from some F-series thing, maybe a side character I barely noticed, but here she is with those massive tits and a bush that looks like it hasn't seen a trimmer since the dial-up era. The game is basically a slideshow, you click blue triangles to flip through scenes, dots to skip around. No animation, no voice, just static images of this chubby brunette getting railed in different positions. Her boobs are comically large, the kind that make you wonder about back pain, and the hairy pussy detail is front and center in most shots. Not my usual thing but something about the unapologetic rawness of it works.

The cumshot scenes are where it gets messy, literally. Thick white ropes across her face and chest, the artist clearly spent time on that texture while leaving everything else looking kinda flat. The hard sex tag isn't lying, the poses are aggressive, bent over, legs pushed back, that one position where you can see everything and I mean everything. I kept clicking back to the same two frames because the others felt rushed, like someone drew them during a lunch break. The navigation is clunky, those triangle buttons are tiny on mobile, I fat-fingered past a good scene three times and had to circle back. Why do adult games always have UI from 2004?

Reminds me of those old Newgrounds flash games where you'd click through badly drawn porn and somehow still finish. No story here, no buildup, just Oba and her huge boobs getting fucked hard. The hair detail is weirdly specific, like someone has a fetish and committed to it. I respect that. The whole thing feels unpolished in a way that's almost charming, like finding a dirty magazine in the woods. You know what you're getting and it delivers exactly that, nothing more. The fast-forward dots help when you just want the good parts, which is most of the time honestly. I wish there was more variety in her expressions, she has this same half-lidded look in every frame and it gets repetitive fast. But then I go back to that one cumshot scene and forget what I was complaining about.

Probably clicked this one because the flying tree frog tag exists, which is hilarious and also a lie. No frogs here, just a chubby blonde with those heart hair clips that Sonico fans recognize. Pochaco. The measurements flash on screen like you're buying a fridge, B-107 W-79 H-94, and honestly the model lives up to those numbers. Breasts that would make physics professors cry, spilling out of a bikini that's two sizes too small and one deep breath from complete surrender.

The whole thing feels like a sex tape made on a decade old phone. Camera wobbles, weird cuts to static, and a grain filter that someone thought was artsy but just makes you squint. There's a cake involved at one point, just sitting on the bed, nobody eats it, it's purely decorative. The paizuri section is what most people come for and yeah, the collision detection is... enthusiastic. Things clip through each other constantly but in a way that feels almost intentional, like watching frosting overflow. The blowjob animation loops are smoother though, voice acting just these little gasp sounds, "ah, ah," rhythmic like a broken metronome. It works better than it should.

Soundtrack is three ukelele notes on repeat and after two minutes you'll question reality. Which is maybe the point? Found myself watching the breast expansion scene and wondering why my ceiling has that crack in it, you know the one. The body writing says "pochako" in whipped cream letters across her stomach but they reversed the text like a mirror selfie gone wrong. I'm not complaining, it adds character. $4 well spent on watching a 3D model defy bra physics. The whole thing glitches at the end and closes the browser tab for you. Thoughtful design choice.

The UI in Plump City 2 feels like someone built it during a fever dream. Buttons are just... there, no hover states, the text sometimes overlaps in a way that screams zero QA. As an accessibility tester, my soul left my body when I saw the font choices. Good luck if you need to read the dialogue without squinting. But you're not here for that, are you.

The whole setup is this guy Jason, his stepmom, and stepsister, all thick as hell, going to Russia after the dad kicks the bucket. The will reading scene is pure concentrated cringe and I mean that as a compliment. The stepmom, she's built like a brick shithouse, keeps bending over to "look for documents" in a skirt that's losing a war against physics. The tension is so thick you could spread it on toast. There's a moment where the sister walks in on him in the bath, and the CG is so deliberately off-model it circles back to being hot. Her tits look like they have their own gravitational pull, and the artist clearly spent 90% of the budget on rendering every vein and stretch mark. No complaints there.

The translation is a beautiful trainwreck. "You are making my oven hot" is an actual line. I wish they'd lean harder into the trashy soap opera vibe. A DLC where the dead dad's ghost just watches and narrates would be peak cinema. The sex scenes trigger with the logic of a broken vending machine, sometimes you click a lamp and suddenly there's a blowjob. It's janky. It's unpolished. It's exactly what it needs to be. Just wish the sound wasn't a single stock moan loop that sounds like a cat getting a bath.

The timer's at 47 seconds and I've got Scandinavia completely wrong. Norway's not where I thought it was. Scarlet's leaning forward, those tits resting on the desk, smirking because she knows I'm about to fail a capital city question. The whole thing is this geography quiz but the geography barely matters, it's just the mechanism to get her clothes off. Or not get them off, depending how bad your European map knowledge is.

She's this chubby blonde with a scarlet top that's doing serious structural work. The model's real, not some anime thing, which makes the whole experience feel more like a weird Skype call from 2009. You answer questions about capitals and countries and if you're fast enough, if you beat that 60 second window, she starts her little show. The dildo comes out eventually. But here's the thing, I kept failing on purpose just to see her disappointed face, which is not how these games are supposed to work. The quiz part is actually harder than it needs to be, like who memorized all the 'stan' countries? Nobody. But the striptease is the point and it delivers exactly what you'd expect from something this unpolished. The whole interface looks like it was built in an afternoon.

The audio cuts out sometimes, just drops completely, and there's this one animation loop where her hand clips through her thigh and I couldn't stop staring at it. Wish they'd fix that but they won't. The whole thing has this bootleg energy that somehow makes it more engaging than those slick, overproduced adult games that try too hard. It's like finding an old VHS tape versus streaming 4K. Not better, just different. The chubby thing works for her, gives her this presence that a generic model wouldn't have. When she finally gets to the dildo part, the payoff feels earned, which is a weird thing to say about a geography strip quiz but here we are.

The whole thing feels like a bootleg tape you'd trade in a schoolyard, but somehow it's got more positions than a yoga class taught by a horny contortionist. Oba's back, and yeah, she's still got that chubby brunette thing going on, the kind of body that makes you forget about all the "perfect" renders other games shove in your face. The POV stuff is the main draw here. You're not watching a scene, you're in it, and the cumshot mechanic at the end is basically a reward for sitting through all the awkward clicking.

I spent way too long on one specific angle where she's on top and the lighting hits her ass just right. Like, who cares about the other scenes when that one exists? But then I switched to a different position and immediately forgot what I was complaining about. The interface is clunky as hell, like they built it in a weekend and never looked back. And you know what? That's fine. It's not trying to be a AAA porn epic. It's a quick, dirty loop of Oba looking at you like she knows exactly what you're doing.

There's this one moment where she adjusts her hair and it clips through her shoulder. I don't know why I keep thinking about that. Probably because the rest of it is so aggressively unpolished that a tiny glitch feels like a feature. The "Flying Tree Frog" series has always been about getting to the point, and this one doesn't waste time with story or setup. Just pick a scene, watch her bounce, and finish wherever you want. No unlockables, no grinding, no fake "dating sim" nonsense. It's almost refreshing, like a text message from an ex that just says "come over."

The F-series just keeps chugging along, doesn't it. This one's got a blonde with headphones and a bikini that's fighting for its life against those curves. Proper pocha body, the kind that makes you want to grab handfuls. The whole thing runs in browser, click the blue dots or arrows, you know the drill. No story, no pretense, just a gallery of loops.

And the loops are... fine. The boobjob scene has that specific squish I'm always chasing, the way the flesh deforms around the shaft. There's a doggy style angle where her back arches and you can see everything jiggle with each thrust, that's the money shot right there. But then the blowjob animation has this weird thing where her tongue clips through the bottom of her mouth for like two frames and once you see it you can't unsee it. Ruined me. I kept clicking back to it like picking a scab. The sound design is just wet slaps and moans, nothing groundbreaking, but the headphones on her head are purely decorative which feels like a missed opportunity. Imagine if the audio changed when you clicked them, some muffled filter or something. Won't happen though.

I don't know why I keep coming back to these. Maybe it's the sadness baked into the format. Each scene is a tiny loop of a moment that never resolves, never reaches a climax, just repeats forever. There's something almost melancholic about it, like a gif of a wave that never crashes. The blonde's expression is stuck in this permanent state of mild enjoyment, never tipping over into real ecstasy. I wish there was a finish button, some kind of ending you could trigger, but that's not what the F-series does. It just loops. And I just watch. And then I close the tab and stare at my desktop for a bit. The chubby body type is top tier though, rare to see it rendered with this much attention to the way fat moves. More of that, less of the broken jaw geometry.

Mallowfall City feels like that horny fanfic AU where canon got drunk and forgot to be subtle. On paper you have this wholesome setup: Dave comes back from abroad, broken family, no home, wants to fix his life, all that “character growth” stuff. Then he walks into this apartment and you realize the game only pretends to care about healing and closure for like ten minutes. The woman who takes him in is one of those thick older ladies who looks like she should be in a serious drama, but every camera angle is basically “how many ways can we frame her tits and ass without making it too obvious that she’s the whole point.” She pours him a drink, leans over just a bit too far, her shirt does the gravity thing, and you know exactly where this is going. It feels like reading a “slow burn” fic where the author accidentally made every scene horny by default. Even the way she sits on the couch is sexual, like the cushions are just there to prop up her curves so you notice them before her face.

The city itself is written like a thirsty character. You go outside for something boring, groceries or work or whatever, and suddenly you’re surrounded by older women with heavy bodies and eyes that say “I know exactly how big your cock is even if I can’t see it yet.” They’re not anime-skinny, they’re soft and heavy and confident, like the author has a type and refuses to pretend otherwise. There’s this moment where Dave is at a café, just trying to answer messages on Telegram, and the waitress bends over to wipe a table. She’s got this big round ass pushing against tight fabric, thighs pressing together, and the shot lingers way too long while he pretends not to stare. The game loves those “pretend innocence” beats. A hand brushing his shoulder, a hug that lasts one second too long, an accidental press of huge breasts against his chest in a narrow hallway. It keeps flirting with romance, talking about scars and secrets and emotional damage, but each “deep conversation” somehow slides into heavy breathing, wet kisses, and a big mature body grinding on him in low light. Sometimes the dialogue tries to be poetic about “wanting to be seen” while she’s literally riding him and her tits are bouncing in his face like the whole city is clapping.

Sex scenes feel like reading a fan rewrite of a serious VN where someone said “ok but what if everyone was horny and also stacked.” These women are not shy. They drag him to bed, to the shower, press him against doors, sit on his lap and sink down slow like they’re testing how much of that big cock their bodies can actually take. There’s a scene where one of them, all curves and soft belly, climbs on top, grabs his wrists, and rides him hard while talking about how she wasted years on the wrong man. Her tits are huge and sway with every thrust, sweat running along the curves, and the MC is just lost between guilt and raw need. At some point you kind of forget he came here to “fix the past” because the present is full of horny women who want to swallow his dick and his trauma at the same time. The best part is how the game doesn’t even try to justify why literally every older woman in this city wants him. The vibe is just: Mallowfall is sick with desire, these thick milfs are starving, and his job is to feed them with his body, again and again, until he can’t tell if he’s actually in love or just addicted to the way their big tits press against him when they whisper they need more.