Red Brim feels like that horny visual novel you open “just to check it out for five minutes” and suddenly you’re deep into a sandbox loop, grinding money, checking every corner of the school and city, trying to see if that milf with the tight shirt bends over again in the hallway. You play as a male student with a camera, which sounds cliché, but the game actually leans into it. A lot of scenes start very soft, just you framing shots, testing lenses, doing boring point and click stuff on the PC in your room, then the dev hits you with some filthy option like “adjust her pose” and suddenly you’re groping a teacher’s huge tits while pretending it’s part of the photoshoot. It’s that kind of game where you start innocent and end up timing your mouse clicks to catch a voyeur shot through a slightly open door, watching a girl masturbate with a toy and trying not to miss the moment she starts biting her lip. The animations are simple but horny, with that AI CG look that’s sometimes a little weird around the fingers, but when you’re watching a titfuck in POV and her big boobs are bouncing in your face, you kinda stop caring. I like how the camera theme keeps popping up: sometimes you’re forced to choose between the “safe” shot and the nasty angle, like zooming in on a milf’s huge ass while she’s bending over a desk, and it actually changes what happens next. One scene in the school darkroom had me replay it three times, just so I could see all the variants of her slowly dropping to her knees and starting oral, framed like you’re doing “art”, but we both know you’re not thinking about composition at all.

The pacing is all over the place, and that’s half the charm and half the reason I yelled at my screen. You wander the school, click around the city map, run into this mysterious woman with that big red-brim hat, think it’s going to stay classy and romantic, and five minutes later you’re watching her push a vibrator between her legs while telling you to keep taking pictures. One time I went from a quiet dialogue about photography theory straight into a POV anal scene with almost no warning, just one horny dialogue branch and boom, she’s riding your dick, big ass clapping, you barely see her face because the camera angle is focused where it counts. There’s creampie all over the place too, which is nice, like the dev really understands that moment where you’re choosing where to finish. Inside, on her face, on her tits, on her back, sometimes the game lets you decide, sometimes it teases you and forces you to fill her up during vaginal sex and then stay for the tiny animation of it dripping out later. The sandbox part can get a bit grindy, clicking through days, checking the same classrooms, hoping a new event triggers, and one NPC’s route kinda annoyed me because the dialogue repeats too much, but then out of nowhere you unlock a new scene where she’s blowing you under a table and trying not to gag when you push deeper. It’s rough in spots, clunky sometimes, but then you hit something like watching a milf take your cock in anal while she records herself on your camera, dirty talk turned up, and you forget every little complaint you had ten minutes before. Actually, I was going to mention something about the sound design but I got distracted thinking about that bathroom voyeur scene where she thinks she’s alone, pulls her panties aside, and you’re just there, silently clicking, tracking every move. Whatever. You’ll figure it out.

You start as this poor bastard trying to get a job at Chimera Corp, and the “job interview” is basically you poking at a digital girl until she turns into exactly the kind of slutty little toy the company wants. It looks all corporate and clean at the start, like some boring HR training module, then you realize the whole thing is just an excuse to mess with a test subject’s body, brain, and personality in the most fucked up sci‑fi way possible. You don’t move a character on a map or anything, you sit in front of a fake company interface and tweak stats, pick sub-options, and watch your test girl go from regular office chick to whatever flavor of corrupted meat puppet you’re in the mood for. That could be a wide‑eyed innocent with slightly fuller lips and bigger tits who just “kind of likes” sucking cock now, or a full-on lactating breeding cow with a fat ass, ahegao face, and a contract to do double anal for company publicity material. The more you play with the sliders and categories, the more you start to feel a bit like a mad scientist who found a porn hub hidden inside Excel.

What sells it is how reactive everything feels. Tiny changes to “obedience” or “sexuality” don’t just show up as a number, they twist her whole vibe. One run you nudge her toward prostitution training and suddenly the feedback text starts describing her as eager to take on more clients, offering anal and titfucks to upsell, drooling about group sessions and bukkake “for the brand.” Pick more hardcore path and now she’s a mind‑broken BDSM pet, calling herself company property, begging to be branded and collared, talking like she lives to be spitroasted by management. Push transformation and body mods and you get big tits, big ass, different outfits, different hair, different speech patterns, sometimes a total change of identity, newly chosen name included, like she forgot she ever was a person and not a slave template. There are lots of little puzzle moments too, where you try to hit a specific combination: the right mix of obedience, skill, and depravity to unlock a certain type of ending. Some leads you to a loyal office whore who handles private “meetings” and HR blackmail, other ones spit out a gangbang-ready cum dump that the company loans to entire teams as stress relief. And yeah, budget limits mean you cannot just max everything, you gotta pick if you want her to be an anal specialist, an oral goddess, or the perfect multi‑penetration toy that passes internal QA.

The art is AI generated but it actually works for this weird corporate-sci‑fi vibe, like you are browsing some shady internal database of test subjects that were never meant to see daylight. You keep clicking and thinking “okay, that’s enough” and then you stumble on a variation where she has milk dripping from huge tits, mascara running, mouth open in a ruined ahegao while the report calmly talks about her “improved productivity in group sex environments” and suddenly you are doing another playthrough. The writing leans hard into male domination and control, but it has that slightly fucked up humor where the system describes her as a “valuable asset for customer engagement” while she is basically a programmable anal slave who loves creampies and toys rammed everywhere. There is management logic behind everything too, which is funny: the game scores you not on how “nice” you are, but how profitable your personal fuckdoll is, how many holes she can keep busy, how marketable her new look is. It is short, yeah, and sometimes a stat change gives you a result you did not expect and you sit there swearing at the monitor because she lost the perfect big ass combo you just had, but then you restart and make a slightly different monster, a little more obedient, a little more corrupted, and you kind of forget you were annoyed five minutes ago.

Himeno shows up like a bad idea you know you should walk away from, but your dick and your brain never really talk, right. She smells like cheap booze and cigarettes and something sweet on her breath, eye patch tilting a little, that lazy smile that says “I’m gonna ruin you” and somehow it sounds like a promise. The game drops you right into her orbit as this kinda average devil hunter guy, nothing special, just another dude with too much debt and not enough self respect, and suddenly you’re stuck running missions with the hottest walking red flag in the agency. It’s mostly visual novel style, click through scenes, pick replies, watch her reactions. Sometimes she leans in too close when she explains a plan, sometimes she “rewards” you after a job in exactly the way you’re imagining, and sometimes she just laughs and goes to drink alone and you feel weirdly hurt even though she literally puked on you like ten scenes ago.

What I liked is how horny it gets without pretending it’s classy. There’s romance talk, yeah, those quiet moments on the balcony, smoke blowing in your face, her asking why you keep risking your life, and you think “oh, this is sweet, it’s deep” and then two clicks later she’s riding you raw on the same balcony, city lights behind, her eyepatch slipping and her moaning your name like she forgot you’re just some salaryman with a gun. When she pulls you into her messy room after a bloody mission and pushes you on the bed, clothes half off, breathing hard, and then just… makes you wait while she talks about contracts and demons, that tease is actually better than half the porn I got on my hard dri… on my Google Drive. And yeah, there is creampie content, very direct. No fade to black. You get those slow thrust text descriptions, her legs wrapping tighter, that “don’t pull out” line delivered like she’s daring you, then that stupidly detailed finish where the game lingers on how warm she feels inside. It’s not subtle, but why would you want subtle here.

The wild part is how much the “AI CG” stuff actually fits her personality. Sometimes her face looks a bit off in one CG, like her hair forgot gravity for a second, or a hand is a tiny bit weird, and honestly I kinda loved it, it matches how unhinged she is. One scene in the shower where water is doing impossible stuff on her body made me laugh and still jerk off, so whatever. Their fake version of Chainsaw Man’s world is just enough to be familiar but not enough to get them sued, like they changed the labels but not the vibe. You get a few choices that feel big, like deciding whether to stay professional on a mission or sneak into her bed when she’s drunk and half asleep and mumbling another guy’s name. Sometimes you pick the “good guy” answer and she actually likes you less, which is funny and also annoying, but also kinda hot because she really is broken inside. Sex scenes shift with that too: she can go from lazy, almost affectionate missionary, hand on your cheek, soft kisses, to just grinding on you like she’s using you as a toy, finishing first, smirking, and then letting you cum inside her like it’s an afterthought. There’s this one part where she complains about her cigarette brand mid blowjob and I still feel weirdly offended by it, but yeah, I replayed that scene. You probably will too.

Yuto is counting the days until he flies out, pretending to study vocabulary while actually staring at three very specific asses in his life. The landlady who leans over to collect rent with her huge tits squished in that too-tight cardigan. The older coworker who drills him at work, then accidentally brushes her soft thigh against his crotch in the break room. The convenience store manager who wears that prim uniform but bends over the low shelves like her pussy is begging for attention. All of them taken, all of them off-limits, all of them walking sex disasters. Ten days left before he leaves the country for good, so his brain just flips a switch and goes: fine, fuck it, farewell power-up. No consequences, no long-term awkwardness, just a horny sprint to see how far he can push each of them before his plane ticket cuts the scene.

The story plays out like a slow burn that suddenly remembers it wants to be filthy. Yuto starts with tiny things. A bit too-long eye contact when she leans in with her cleavage literally resting on his arm. A flirty reply where a normal guy would back off. Testing how far he can go with a "joke" about her panties riding up when she reaches for the top shelf. You poke through these choices, nudging him to be a polite good boy or a shameless little bastard. When you lean into the bastard side, the teasing escalates quick. The landlady letting him "help" with her back pain, which turns into groping her soft ass through thin yoga pants. The senior at work staying late with him in a tiny office, the air thick, her blouse slightly open, until her hand is under the desk around his cock while she pretends to explain paperwork. The manager locking the store after hours, the security shutters halfway down, letting him press her against the fridge while her boyfriend keeps calling and she just mutes the phone with shaking fingers.

Sex itself goes from kinda romantic to "oh, he really doesn’t care anymore" very fast, in a good way. One route has him licking her soaked pussy on the couch while she tries not to scream because her husband is asleep in the next room, his tongue working slow then fast as the CG shows her big tits bouncing slightly, nipples hard and shiny with sweat. Another path, you ram his dick into that perfect ass in a cramped stockroom, her skirt hitched up, her thong pulled aside, asshole stretched around him while she chokes on a moan and bites into his shoulder. There are moments where she rides him raw, bouncing on his lap until he loses it and floods her pussy, creampie dripping out in a sticky trail down her thigh while she whispers that she "can’t do this" and still keeps moving her hips. Blowjobs in a parked car, soft tongue circling the tip, messy handjobs under a blanket, toys buzzing deep inside them while they pretend to have normal conversations. The game loves that ugly, delicious cheating vibe: women glancing at their wedding rings, panting, then begging him not to stop. And the wild part is, some endings reward you for being selfish, some twist the knife with guilt, and a few pretend everything is fine while you both know it is absolutely not. The art is AI-smoothed but animated just enough that when her body shakes around his cock, you forget to care where the pixels came from. It is all about those last 10 days where goodbye is the excuse to put his cock exactly where it should never be.

Lydia looks like that girl professors quote as an example when they want to guilt the whole class. Star student, polite, skirt the exact length the handbook wants, always with some heavy textbook clutched to her chest. First few scenes really sell that fake safe little routine: campus courtyard, library, neat dorm room with color-coded notes, her phone buzzing with reminders instead of horny texts. You can almost smell the stress sweat on her, and it’s not even sexual yet, just that tight feeling in the throat when you know one mistake will fuck up more than just your GPA.

Then the screw up hits. The game doesn’t treat it like some huge surprise twist, more like a slow, ugly slide. One bad choice, one bit of proof in the wrong hands, and suddenly this guy has her by the throat without touching her. That first blackmail scene in the empty classroom is weirdly quiet. No dramatic music, just her in that spotless school uniform, legs clenched, trying to stand straight while he leans way too close and explains how deep he can bury her if she doesn’t play along. There is no “are you sure” button. The novel just keeps going, and you are dragged with her.

What hits hard is how the sex starts small and mean instead of epic. A forced handjob under a desk while another girl presents at the front of the room, his dick pressed in her hand, her face a frozen mask. A “study session” that turns into him groping her tits while she tries to finish a worksheet, his fingers digging into soft flesh, thumb circling her nipple through the bra until she gasps and then he mocks her for it. Her first time is not candles and romance, it is him pushing her down on the cheap dorm bed, one knee between her thighs while she keeps whispering that this isn’t what she wants, and he reminds her of those screenshots. The camera loves her ass and tits, but it never lets you forget her eyes.

It escalates in that sick, logical way power always does. One blowjob in a locked storage room becomes sucking him off in a car parked just off campus, windows fogged while he films every second on his phone. Her “punishments” flip into “tasks.” Wear the skirt shorter. No panties this time. Sit at the front row while he messages her instructions, like “spread your legs a bit wider” and “touch yourself during the lecture.” There is this brutal little scene where he makes her unbutton her blouse in the faculty restroom, bra pushed up, her big tits spilling out while he slaps them and calls her his personal exhibition piece, snapping pics to send to his buddies. She tries to hold onto her “good girl” thing, repeating to herself that this is just to protect her scholarship, her family, her future, but the game keeps chipping away.

Group stuff comes in later, not as a surprise kink, more like a consequence. He “shares” her in some club backroom, her on her knees, mascara running while a line of guys use her mouth. One grabs her hair, another squeezes that round ass so hard she flinches, someone else spanks her and laughs when she jolts. There is this sticky, messy bukkake scene where her school uniform is ruined, shirt soaked with cum, white splatters in her hair and on her cheeks, and he tells her to walk back through campus like that under a coat, no shower, just shame sticking to her skin. Later, when he starts sending her to fuck random men for cash, it hits different. She is still a “virgin” in her head, clinging to the idea that she only lost it to him, pretending the prostitution thing is just business, not identity. The game quietly disagrees.

The humiliation is constant but not one-note. Sometimes it is physical, like spanking her ass red in a stairwell where any student could walk in. Sometimes it is smaller, like making her flirt with a teacher while his hand is crammed between her thighs, fingers teasing her pussy under the skirt, her trying to form normal sentences. There are moments where she is clearly wet and hates herself for it, breathing hard while some guy finishes inside her and pulls out, cum dripping down her thighs, and she has to pull up her panties and go back to “normal.” She slowly learns that “no” comes with a price. Say no and he leaks something. Say no and he drags someone she loves into the threat. Say yes and she gets praised like a pet. The corruption here is less about magical corruption and more about that small voice inside changing from “this is wrong” to “maybe I deserved this” without you even noticing which scene did it.

On the surface it is just another kinetic porn story about a busty schoolgirl being turned into a toy. Big tits, big ass, a uniform that spends more time on the floor than on her body, oral, anal, creampies, all the menu items. But under that, there is this itchy discomfort, especially when she starts volunteering poses before he even tells her, bending over a desk, pulling her panties aside by herself, forcing a smile while guys jerk off on her face. I liked that, and also hated it. Sometimes the game feels too honest about how control works. Sometimes it is just horny as fuck, like when two guys grab her, one shoving his cock in her mouth, the other lining up behind, and she is pinned between them, gagging and moaning, breasts bouncing while he pounds her from the back until she squeals and he spills inside her raw. Then class goes on. Library opens. Life pretends to be normal again.

You can play this on your phone browser while pretending to check Telegram or Reddit, thumb tapping through scenes, one hand under the desk. It fits that secret vibe. A dirty little story about a girl who thought she could keep her world clean. Turns out cum stains are harder to wash out than she planned.

You wake up in a city where every elf looks like she escaped from some horny painter’s sketchbook, and apparently the whole place has one huge problem: nobody’s getting pregnant. Not for lack of trying, by the way. The queen’s got temples for fertility, the nobles have private “healers,” and the taverns are basically audition rooms with free booze. Still no babies. Then you show up, confused, broke, probably dead a moment ago, and this icy elf mage with eyes like she’s constantly judging your browser history goes, “Yeah, you. You’re the solution. Strip.”

That’s Meliara. She’s your jailer, your handler, your “scientist,” and sometimes your dom, depending what choices you make. In one scene she literally writes your “stats” in her notebook while jerking you off with the coldest poker face, then asks you to rate your own performance while you’re still panting. Another time, if you play the “cocky chosen one” route, she just shoves you on a ritual bed and rides you like a test subject, muttering spell formulas while you’re trying not to blow too early. The whole game leans into that mad-mage-breeder vibe: she’s not romantic at first, she’s collecting data, watching every twitch when you’re hilted inside some desperate elf with hips made for twins.

And yeah, the elves here are not “soft fantasy waifs.” They’re stacked. Thick thighs that press your hips when they pull you in, asses that bounce way too much for someone supposedly sad about extinction, tits that spill out of those fancy robes every time a spell misfires. The ahegao faces are exaggerated in a fun way, not that weird plastic doll look. I laughed way too much when this super serious noble milf, who spends the whole intro calling you a “low-born breeding tool,” ends up gripping your shoulders with her eyes rolled back, drooling on your chest when you dump a creampie in her in front of a mirror enchanted to track “fertility resonance.” Like, lady, you’re not winning the dignity battle here.

What I liked is that it actually lets you steer the tone a bit. You can play the respectful “I’m just here to help your people” guy and get these slower, almost romantic scenes where a monster girl with horns and big curves pretends she’s only participating for “civic duty,” then ends up cuddling your still-hard dick with her thighs and shyly asking if “another round would improve the odds.” Or you can go full degenerate and push for rougher experiments where Meliara times how fast she can milk you with just her hands, then sends you straight into another elf before you even recover, your cum leaking down her fingers while she scribbles notes. There’s this fun moment where, if you make a certain choice, you’re balls deep in a priestess, she’s moaning some holy chant, and Meliara just pops in, claps, and announces, “Good, keep going, I need to test post-orgasmic spell stability.” Zero shame. For her. You, on the other hand, are naked, sweating, and trying to focus while a magic circle glows under your ass.

The humor actually lands pretty often. One early scene has an elf complaining that the curse makes sex feel “pointless,” then two minutes later she’s bent over a table, her huge ass jiggling every thrust, gasping, “For science… for science…” while you literally fill her to the brim. There’s a running joke where the city officials keep trying to treat you like a holy relic, but every time they do, something ridiculous happens, like a summoning spell going wrong and a jealous monster girl barging into your “ceremonial breeding” and dragging you away by the dick. I kinda wish the game let you roam the city more instead of jumping straight between “test subjects,” but at the same time, when a scene opens with an angry milf grabbing your collar and hissing, “I heard you got the queen’s blessing, prove it,” and five clicks later you’re watching her face melt into messy ahegao while your cum drips out of her, it’s hard to complain too long.

I had this stupid grin when Meliara finally cracks a little. There’s a route where, after enough successful creampies, she pretends she wants to “personally verify your consistency,” acts all clinical, then somewhere in the middle of you pounding her tight pussy, her ears twitch, her breaths get all ragged, and she forgets her own spell words. She tries to keep notes while you’re filling her, the pen shakes, ink splashes all over the page, and when you pump a second load into her, she just tears the paper, slams her hips down, and lets out this broken moan that doesn’t sound like a scientist at all. Then, of course, she sits up later and scolds you for “excessive enthusiasm” like she wasn’t the one begging you not to pull out.

It’s messy, horny, self-aware, and sometimes way sweeter than it pretends to be. Also, whoever decided the breeding altars needed that many candles clearly hates my GPU, but that’s another story I’m not getting into.

Waking up naked in a place that looks like fantasy world made by a horny DM on too much coffee is already fun, but here it feels extra dirty because nobody even remembers their own name, only that their body wants things. The game throws you into this weird forest where cute monster girls and creepy creatures mix together, and it keeps playing with that “is this dangerous or is this foreplay” feeling. One moment you are talking to a shy girl with horns who acts like a total virgin and blushes when you just ask her name, and then five minutes later she is on her knees, drool on her chin, taking your cock like she trained for this her whole life. The game really pushes that contrast hard: innocent faces, filthy mouths. Sometimes literally full of cum. The whole place feels wrong, like some failed experiment, but then you meet a slime futa who is way too happy to “examine” you by filling every hole she finds, and suddenly you forget to ask questions about the plot.

What I liked a lot is how it doesn’t lock you into only one style of sex. You can just flirt around like some dating sim nerd, go on a “normal” date at a tavern with a cute elf girl, and if you play your cards right you end up in the back room with her legs shaking, your cum dripping out of her still-tight pussy while she begs you not to pull out again. Then, in another scene, you fall asleep in some ruined temple and wake up halfway to a sleep sex scene, with a monster girl grinding on you, moaning softly like she is scared you will wake up, but also clearly loving that you might. That mix of horror and arousal hits hard when she is whispering that she just wants “a little taste” and then suddenly there is tentacle around your throat and another one spreading your ass open. The game treats multiple penetration like a hobby, not a special event. And the bukkake scenes are not just “cum everywhere” for no reason, they turn into humiliation too, with sticky faces, ruined hair, and characters looking away in shame but still asking for “one more time”. It’s fucked up, but in a hot way, especially when the protagonist pretends to comfort them while lining up for another creampie. There is also this weird side path where you mess around with a dude and the game doesn’t even act like it is a big deal, he just drops to his knees, gives you slow oral, and you suddenly realize the dev is not scared of gay stuff at all. Same with the girls: there are scenes where two of them just start licking each other in front of you, then invite you to join, and the whole thing turns into a sloppy pile of tongues, pussies and, sometimes, a surprise futa cock pressing between their cheeks. Honestly, the world feels like it is going to collapse under its own horny gravity at any moment and that is exactly why it works. You wander around thinking you will finally get some answers, but then you take one wrong turn in a dark cave and end up pinned by a spider girl, her tentacle-like legs spreading you wide while she decides if she wants your ass, your mouth, or your dick first, and by the time she coats you in sticky web and uses you for group fun with her “sisters”, you are not thinking about the mystery anymore at all.

Simon wakes up in the far future, stuck on a ship in the middle of space, surrounded by nine alien girls with ridiculous curves and zero sense of shame. It feels a bit like someone mashed together a trashy harem anime and a cheap sci‑fi flick they found on a torrent site, then just leaned into every horny idea that popped up. The tone is stupid in the best way. One moment you’re listening to a serious speech about “saving the universe” and five minutes later you’re watching a slime‑skinned monster girl trying to figure out human underwear and accidentally flashing half the crew. The game knows exactly what it is. It keeps throwing teasing scenes at you where clothes never quite stay on, like that first time the insectoid girl tries on a tight jumpsuit and the camera just lovingly stays on her ass while she pretends she’s not noticing you staring. There is this constant feeling that everyone on this ship is a tiny bit too horny and nobody has the emotional maturity to admit it, which honestly feels realistic for a porn game pretending to be a space opera.

Choices matter just enough to make you sweat. Example: early on, there is this “morale boosting” event where you can choose which girl to escort through a transparent corridor with full view to the deep void outside. Sounds like some poetic sci‑fi thing, right? No, it’s basically a public stripwalk for aliens. You pick the shy tentacle‑haired engineer and she keeps pretending her suit malfunctioned, giving you glimpses of huge tits pressed against cold glass, nipples hard and obvious, while other crew members conveniently wander by and pretend not to stare. Keep pushing the flirt and the game lets you push her against the wall later in the engine room, legs spread, tentacles wrapped around your wrists while you fuck her raw from behind and watch her ahegao face reflected in a metal panel. Or you play nice and she stays in that permanently horny‑but‑denying state, which can be even hotter if you’re a teasing enjoyer. There is a lot of creampie focus too, which the script doesn’t even try to hide. Some scenes end with your cum dripping out of an alien pussy while the ship’s AI comments on “successful genetic transfer” like it’s just checking fuel levels. It can feel a bit repetitive at times, always circling back to the same big tits and tongue‑out faces, but the dumb jokes and constant parody of sci‑fi tropes keep it from getting boring. It’s like watching people roleplay Star Trek, if Star Trek was written by horny Reddit shitposters and nobody had heard of bras.

Fairy tales in this thing start out pretty normal, like you might really think “ok, I know where this is going, princess, castle, hero, bla bla,” and then suddenly the hero is face first between some witch’s thighs, licking like his life depends on it while three other girls watch and comment on his tongue skills. The tone is funny and horny at the same time, which is weird, because sometimes I was laughing at a joke about a sloppy blowjob right when the girl is drooling all over the guy’s cock and gagging on it. Text often plays around, like it knows you read a lot of porn games already, lots of small jabs at “brave chosen one” clichés, then you click one more choice and the “brave chosen one” is on his knees, sucking a futa knight’s cock clean after she wrecked his ass. I liked the humor, or maybe I didn’t, I still can’t decide, but it stuck in my head. Feels like those late-night fanfic binges on AO3 where the author is clearly horny and also a bit too online.

Scenes lean heavy into bodies, big asses everywhere, thick thighs wrapped around heads, girls grinding on each other like they just skipped ten pages of plot. You pick a path and it can go soft or totally filthy pretty fast. One moment you’re in a “pure” fairytale forest, next moment the “pure” elf princess is riding the MC’s face while her maid fingers her own ass in the background like it’s totally normal housework. The group scenes get pretty chaotic in a good way: two girls kissing on the side, another one jerking the guy off while he is balls deep in someone else, hands wandering, someone always groping someone. Lesbian stuff is not just a warm-up either, sometimes the guy is basically furniture while the girls are grinding and licking, then when they finally remember him, they use his cock just to finish the job, with creampies as a sort of final stamp. As a pacifist player I skipped everything that looked like “challenge” and just spammed through to see how many times I could push characters into “ok, one more round” sex. It’s kind of funny that the story talks about fate and quests, but I spent half the time checking if I could get one more anal scene out of the same character instead. And I still feel low-key annoyed by that one scene where the camera lingers on a plate of food on the table instead of the girl swallowing a mouthful of cum, like who thought that was the important part to show.