Bowser's whole deal is conquering the Mushroom Kingdom but honestly the real power move would be controlling the Goomba population. These little brown fuckers are everywhere and this game finally explains why. It's just nonstop breeding. The animation is janky as hell, like someone made it in MS Paint during a fever dream, but that's almost the point. You're not here for triple-A polish, you're here to watch a Goomba get its mushroom tip sucked.

The facial at the end caught me off guard. Not because it's explicit, but because the physics are so wrong it loops back around to being art. The cumshot just appears, no buildup, no warning, like a jumpscare but for degenerates. I've shown this to three people in my server and two of them blocked me. Worth it.

The POV angle puts you right there, which is a choice. You're basically a Goomba voyeur watching the repopulation efforts up close. The blowjob animation loops maybe four times before the finish and there's this one frame where the mouth position is so off it looks like the Goomba is trying to eat a hot dog sideways. I can't stop thinking about it. The sound design is what you'd expect, wet squelches that don't quite sync up, but there's this one particular squish at the end that lives rent free in my head now.

For a browser game that probably took an afternoon to code, it delivers exactly what the tags promise. No more, no less. The Mario universe needed this apparently. Someone had to document what happens when Mario's not stomping these guys into coins. They're just trying to repopulate, man. The circle of life or whatever.

I keep coming back to that one frame where she's fully exposed, legs spread, and the anal beads are halfway in. Her face does this weird pixel twitch that's supposed to be a wince but looks more like she's trying to remember if she left the stove on. The artist clearly spent 90% of their time on the tits, which hang with this impossible weight that defies both physics and the Street Fighter source material. They bounce when you click. They bounce when you don't click. Sometimes I think they bounce independently of anything happening on screen.

The minigame structure is barely there. You poke at her crotch until a meter fills up, then the dildo unlocks, then the beads. There's no resistance, no feedback beyond the same three squelching sounds looped into oblivion. The facial animations, if you can call them that, cycle through maybe four expressions total. Surprise, discomfort, something that might be pleasure if you squint, and that vacant stove memory look. The blue costume doesn't so much come off as it gets pushed aside awkwardly, clipping through her thighs half the time. Arawaza Chun's art style has this rough sketch quality that I actually dig, like someone drew this in a horny frenzy at 3 AM and never bothered to clean up the lines.

But then you notice the cursor doesn't align properly with the hitboxes. You'll be clicking on what looks like her clit and suddenly the anal beads are equipped instead. Make it make sense. The brunette variant, if you can even call swapping a hair color a variant, has the exact same animations. Zero effort there. And yet I've opened this thing like seven times this week. The jank becomes part of the appeal somehow. Or maybe I'm just making excuses for why a game with basically two interactive zones and no ending keeps pulling me back. The sound design is atrocious by the way, just these compressed wet noises that clip at the high end. Very authentic to the chiptune era I guess, but my ears deserve better.

The whole thing runs on a single choice that isn't really a choice, and I respect that more than I should. Redhead shows up, says she needs the job, the camera just sits there while you decide whether to be a prick or not. But the "not" path is so aggressively telegraphed that the "fuck off" option feels like a joke button. Like putting a "do not press" sticker on a glory hole.

The facial animation when she first leans into the blowjob is weirdly hypnotic. Her eyes go somewhere else, like she's already rehearsing the cumshot in her head before you even unzip. There's this one moment where she pulls back and a string of spit connects her bottom lip to the head, and the game just... holds it. No music sting, no zoom. Just a redhead with mascara starting to smudge, breathing through her nose. That's the eldritch part nobody talks about. Not tentacles or old gods. Just the quiet horror of someone performing desire for a paycheck.

The anal scene unlocks faster than it should. One minute she's doing the whole "I'll do anything" speech, next minute there's a finger, then two, then she's arching like a cat that learned geometry. The big tits physics are fine, I guess, but the ass fingering has this repetitive wet sound that loops badly. I noticed it on my third run and now I can't unhear it. Like someone stirring macaroni salad in a cave.

I wish the puc tag meant something more than a single static angle. But it doesn't. And the cumshot at the end lands on her cheekbone in a way that looks like a glitch, not a choice. She blinks once. Credits don't roll. The screen just fades to her breathing.

I keep coming back not because it's good, but because it's honest about being a casting couch simulator with no pretense. The redhead knows what she's doing. You know what you're doing. The only mystery is why the "fuck off" button exists at all.

You ever think about how in these games the girl is always just... there? Like a prop with a pulse. This one, pink hair, big eyes, that specific anime cute that's one chromosome away from looking like a child, and she's just smiling. Vacant. The whole thing is a titfuck simulator, right, so you're staring at her chest and her face is doing this eternal patient grin while you, the player, are supposed to be some faceless dick on legs. I kept clicking, the mouse controls are basically just speed and angle, and I'm watching the cumshot meter fill up and wondering if she has a name. She probably does. Buried in some character bio I'll never read.

The POV is relentless. You don't see yourself, just the act, and her face is always right there. Smiling. I started to hate that smile. It's the smile of a thousand hentai loops, a facial expression that means nothing. The mechanics are simple, you rub the mouse to thrust, and the animation cycles. The titfuck itself is well drawn if you're into that specific jiggle physics, the way the flesh deforms around the cock. But then you finish, the cumshot lands on her face, and her expression doesn't change. Not a blink. The smile remains. It's like throwing paint at a statue.

I wish there was a button to just... stop the smile. A toggle for a different emotion. Surprise, disgust, anything. But that's not the genre, is it. The whole point is the unbroken, adoring gaze. It's what makes it hot for some people and deeply unnerving for me. I kept playing anyway. The loop is tight, the feedback is immediate. I'm part of the problem, I guess. The game does exactly what it says on the tin, fucks some boobs, shows a cute girl, and leaves you with a sticky screen and a weird feeling in your stomach that has nothing to do with arousal.

The wife has tits like fucking watermelons and Robert still can't keep his eyes off Jennifer's pencil skirt. Classic. You're this guy, right, and the whole game is basically a minimax problem where you're trying to optimize your chances of nailing the secretary without the missus finding out. Every dialogue choice feels like a move on a chessboard where the pieces are all horny and wearing lingerie.

The blowjob scene with Jennifer in the office, after you pick the right sequence of flirty comments and "accidental" touches, is the payoff. She's on her knees, blonde hair falling over her face, and the cumshot lands right across her cheek. The facial animation is stiff as hell, like someone rigged a mannequin with a hinge, but the sound design carries it. That wet, sloppy noise. You know the one. It's not polished, it's not even close to AAA, but it gets the job done like a rusty wrench.

The brunette wife is there too, mostly as a guilt trip or a fallback option. You can fuck her in the bedroom if you want, but it feels like eating plain bread after you've smelled a steak. The 3d models have that weird plastic sheen, like everyone's been dipped in oil. I wish there was more variety in the positions, but there won't be. The game just ends after you get Jennifer. No threesome, no revenge arc, nothing. Just a fade to black and a "congratulations" screen that feels like a participation trophy.

The choices do amplify the tension though. Pick the wrong line and Jennifer gives you that cold shoulder for the rest of the day. Pick the right one and she's leaning over your desk, tits practically spilling out of her blouse. It's a simple loop, but it works. Like jerking off to a spreadsheet that occasionally shows you a nipple.

Right on the title screen, her expression says it all. That specific mix of disgust and resignation you only see in these flash games from like 2008. Nico Robin, the archaeologist who can sprout limbs anywhere, and here she's just... kneeling. Defeated. The setup is so flimsy it's almost art. Lost a fight. Okay. To some generic silhouette with a dick. The whole thing runs in a browser window that probably hasn't been updated since the Thriller Bark arc was airing.

The gameplay loop is a single, repetitive drag. You're moving the mouse back and forth, back and forth, to simulate a titfuck. The animation is this jerky, two-frame motion where her breasts sort of wobble independently of her body. It's like watching a bad gif loop. There's a meter that fills up, a classic edging mechanic, but the sweet spot is so tiny and unresponsive that you'll overshoot it constantly. I spent way too long just staring at the pixelated seam where her neck meets her collarbone, wondering why the artist gave her that specific shade of purple eyeshadow. It's the wrong purple. Completely wrong for her character design. Oda would never.

And then the meter fills. The payoff is a single, static cumshot image. The load lands in her hair, on her glasses, a thick rope across her cheek. The game calls it humiliation, but her face is still that same blank, mildly annoyed mask. No flinch, no blink. Just a texture slapped on her face model. The paizuri animation stops dead. You're left with a silent jpeg and a reset button. It's a weirdly hollow victory. The whole thing feels like a proof of concept someone abandoned mid-thought. The hair physics are nonexistent, which is a crime for a character whose whole thing is flowing black hair. It just clips through everything. I kept clicking the reset just to see if the cum pattern would randomize. It doesn't. It's the same splatter every time. The exact same.

There’s something weirdly hypnotic about the way this whole thing opens - like the scene just melts you into their space, no preamble, no “hey, press start for smut,” just that slow tension simmering before anything actually happens. The animation rolls smoother than I expected; nothing clunky. It has that feel of a private fantasy someone animated out of pure obsession instead of for clicks. You can almost hear Ben’s breath hitch before he even touches her. It’s not really about plot (I mean come on, who’s pretending it is?), but there’s this messed-up sweetness in how it starts quiet. The sound design keeps pulling you back: tiny sighs, sheets brushing skin, the rhythm faint at first and then snapping hard once hands stop pretending to be innocent. Somewhere between awkward cousin tension and full-on porn logic, the thing just… lets go.

The best part, surprisingly, is the pacing - it doesn’t rush. When Gwen shifts under his touch, her body language says everything before any actual thrusting begins. And yeah, once it gets explicit - cowgirl with those slow hips, doggystyle with his fingers gripping too tight, that sloppy blowjob that looks *too* practiced - it’s impossible not to notice how much effort went into animating every drool line. There’s texture everywhere, like somebody cared too much about skin catching the light. I still think the facial scene goes a bit overboard (there’s a point where it looks more like performance art than sex), but maybe that’s the charm? Also, sidebar: whoever picked the moan layer nailed it, that muffled little catch right before the creampie hits - pure serotonin.

Story-wise, it barely exists, yet it feels weirdly believable because the silence between them carries guilt and hunger at the same time. No silly popups telling you what position next, just eyes, movement, friction, that loop where they keep testing boundaries without admitting it. I swore I’d stop watching after one run, but there’s something magnetic about how shameless it gets by the end, like watching a dream that doesn’t know how to filter itself anymore.

The sprite work in Open Bar is a goddamn mess and I can't stop looking at it. 2B's idle animation has this weird hitch, like she's about to trip over her own heels but catches herself at the last second. Her shoulders don't quite rotate right when she leans forward. It's the kind of jank that somehow makes the whole thing feel more intimate, like you're watching someone's first attempt at motion capture done in a basement at 4 AM. The facial expressions are what get me though. That blank Nier automata stare she has in the original game? Here it shifts into something else entirely when the bartender starts talking. Micro-expressions. A slight eyebrow raise. The corner of her mouth twitching. I've spent way too long studying how her lips part just before the scene transitions.

The bar setting is basically a backdrop, don't expect to explore or anything. You click, things happen, 2B ends up bent over the counter. The anal penetration sequences are surprisingly deliberate. Not rushed. The creampie finish has this moment where her legs tremble and then go still. Whoever animated that knows something about how bodies actually respond. Or they just got lucky. The facial at the end feels almost tacked on by comparison, like they remembered the tag list at the last minute.

I keep thinking about how Nier Automata is this whole philosophical thing about consciousness and bodies and what it means to be alive, and here's 2B getting railed in a bar by some dude. There's probably something to say about fan works and ownership and desire but honestly I'm just here for the way her back arches during the anal creampie scene. The cumshot physics are whatever. What sticks with me is how she looks at the camera during the POV segments. Not at the player character. At you. Direct eye contact with that slight head tilt she does in the original game's menu screen. CreamBee understood something fundamental about why people are still making porn of this character seven years later. It's not just the outfit or the ass. It's the way she carries herself. Even in a janky browser hentai game, that dignity doesn't completely disappear. It just gets... redirected.

that little red moped of hers is nowhere in this scene, which is a shame because i kept waiting for it to crash through a wall. instead you get haruko, right there on some grimy floor, her guitar probably leaning against a corner we can't see. her tits are small, the kind that make you lean in closer, and the whole thing has that rough, sketchy anime look like someone drew it on a napkin after a fever dream about fooly cooly.

the robot's finger is in her ass and honestly it's the most clinical part of the whole mess. a cold steel digit just working her open while her little friend, that kid with the perpetually confused face, rubs his tiny dick against her pussy like he's trying to start a fire with two sticks. you can almost hear haruko laughing at him, that manic cackle she does, even with a robot cock made of chrome or whatever filling her other hole. double penetration but one of them is a machine and the other is a boy who looks like he wandered in from a different genre entirely. the animation loops are janky, the kind where you see the seam, the reset point, and it pulls you out for a second before the absurdity pulls you back in.

she gives head too, that wide mouth wrapping around the kid's small dick, and there's something almost tender about it if you ignore the robot still pumping into her from behind. facials happen, cum lands on her red hair, and the whole thing feels like outsider art, like someone's personal sketchbook got scanned and uploaded to a site that hosts a thousand other games just like this one. the creampie finish is messy in a way that feels intentional, or maybe just lazy, i can't decide. the robot never emotes, obviously, but you keep expecting it to say something stupid. it doesn't. that's probably the biggest letdown, a silent robot in a flcl thing. what's even the point.