Rumors always sound stupid until you are the one they whisper about. This game throws you into one of those sticky school legends, the “there is a satanic cult behind the gym” kind of bullshit, except you actually trip over the damn book they are using. Not a cute grimoire with sparkles, more like something that looks like it smells of old cum and candle smoke. You crack it open for a laugh, and the first thing it gives you is the power to make the class virgin blush so hard she almost creams herself in the middle of an “examination” scene where the teacher leans too close, her tits brushing your arm, and you realize the book is not just edgy goth decor. It lets you push people, twist their lust, nudge their fears, and at first you just use it for small shit: making your best friend text you late at night with “I had this weird dream, why were you watching me in the shower?” while you are literally watching him through some voyeur spell on your phone, zooming in like it is some cursed Pornhub live cam. The game plays like a mix of visual novel and sandbox, you wander around school halls, club rooms, that empty classroom behind the science lab where the “mystery club” girl hides her monster girl hentai doujins, and every choice you poke in the text gets a horny consequence ten minutes later. Sometimes it is just teasing, a milf teacher accidentally pressing her big ass on your desk while bending over the board, sometimes it turns into full on corruption, like you mark a shy futa class rep with a little symbol and next time you see her she is in the bathroom stall, stroking a throbbing cock that looks too heavy for her thin legs, biting her lip and mumbling your name.

The story pretends to be about this “evil power” and responsibility, but half the time I forgot the cult plot and just chased who I could break or save or both. You can go playful, using the book to make girls horny at the worst moments, like forcing a strict nurse to lactate during a routine health check, milk stains spreading on her white top while she clenches her thighs, then suddenly she is grabbing your hand and shoving it under her skirt, muttering how this is “for science.” Or you lean into full NTR stuff, using blackmail photos and the book’s little curse tricks to push a sweet romance into pure cheating. There is one brutal route where your “best friend” tries to confess to his crush under the cherry tree and you quietly tweak her feelings so she accepts, then later you drag her into a storage room and she is on her knees around your cock, choking and crying because she knows she is his, but the spell makes betrayal feel like a delicious punishment. The game loves mixing that hurt with the horny: a loyal girlfriend getting pounded by a big black cock you summoned from some “monster” page, your corrupted class rep in a gangbang bukkake scene with faceless students dripping on her glasses, the principal on her knees in the occult club room giving a sloppy oral exam as if it is normal curriculum. There is futa, femdom, crossdressing sissification stuff where the book flips your own body, giving you a fat futa dick for one route, soft tits in another, forcing you into a skirt while a female domination demon spanks you until you are hard just from the pain. One day you are fingering a shy monster girl by the pool during summer vacation, her tail curling around your wrist as she begs for creampie, the next you are watching a furry club president hump your enchanted sex toy in the empty gym. It is messy, horny, a bit mean, and the book never really feels safe; every time you use it to make someone moan louder in a titfuck or a footjob scene, there is that tiny line of text hinting that maybe the book is also rewriting you, turning a “regular student” into something closer to the cult freaks you laughed at in the first place.

Samantha shows up in this rotten city like she walked out of some half-forgotten cyberpunk fanfic and then someone spilled porn all over the manuscript. She is “the fixer”, sure, but half the time it feels like the city is fixing her instead, grinding her down with every job, every favor, every late-night “meeting” with someone who has too much power and not enough morals. The game throws you into Blaston, this polluted, hungry place where everyone wants something from her body first and her brains second. One moment you are discussing sabotage in a factory office, pretending you care about output numbers, and five minutes later the foreman has her bent over the desk, still trying to finish the dialogue options while his absurdly huge cock is already pushing in. It feels wrong and hot at the same time, especially when you realize her choices earlier made this exact humiliation possible. My inner literature nerd kept thinking about noir detectives who always drink too much and get punched in the alley, except here the hangover is replaced by cum dripping down her thigh on the train home while people stare.

What I like is how the game constantly forces you to juggle “professional” life and just pure degeneracy. You wake up, check your phone like in real life, see three messages: boss wants you to talk to a gang leader, some rich wife wants “private mediation” with her cheating husband, and a shady lab sends a polite invite to “participate in an experimental treatment” to improve her physical abilities. Saying yes to that third one can turn Samantha into all kinds of twisted versions of herself. I had a run where she ended up with a smooth thick futa shaft between her legs, and it completely changed how scenes played out. Suddenly she is the one pulling out her cock in a dark alley, forcing a cocky street punk to his knees and using his mouth until he gags, then deciding if she rewards him with a sticky creampie inside or just all over his face. Another time I went the opposite direction and let the city break her. She got dragged into this spiral with a group of monster girls and rough, smug black gangsters who pass her around in a derelict warehouse like she is public property. There is this one scene where she is standing naked on a loading dock in the rain, collar on her neck, one guy fucking her ass while another uses her mouth and a third is rubbing her swollen belly because, yeah, she is already pregnant from an earlier “negotiation” that went very off script. She tries to keep talking in-character about “peace between factions” while they just laugh and slap her tits until she shuts up and moans.

The corruption creeps in little by little. At the start she still gets shy when someone grabs her ass on the subway, pulls her skirt down, looks annoyed. Later she is riding that same train with no panties, sitting across from some nervous virgin office boy, spreading her legs a tiny bit wider each stop, watching him sweat. You can choose for her to drag him into a public restroom and ruin him for normal sex forever, jerking him off and then guiding his cock inside while she whispers that he belongs to her now, or you can ignore him and go meet your cuckold contact instead. That guy is married to this Amazon-tier woman with huge tits and a big black bull on the side, and your “job” is to keep the drama controlled. Which in practice turned into Samantha fucking the wife on the couch, licking her pussy while the bull rails her from behind, and the poor husband just sits in the corner stroking his worthless little dick. The game is full of this kind of tangled mess. You think it is just a life sim with calendars and stats, then suddenly you are on a rooftop at night, drunk on power, making a captured troublemaker kiss your boots before you jerk him off with them and push him over the edge of his old life. Romantic routes exist too, buried under all the filth. I accidentally made Samantha fall in love with a girl she was supposed to blackmail. They end up in a cheap motel, kissing shyly at first, then rubbing against each other until they both cum, no pressure, no money, no gang watching. It was almost sweet, which somehow made all the gangbangs, footjobs under bar tables, public groping in neon-lit clubs, BWC-driven netorare drama and messy creampies feel even dirtier by contrast. The city keeps asking her one question: how much of yourself are you willing to sell to keep fixing everyone else’s problems, and how much are you secretly enjoying that sale.

You’re sitting there, phone in hand, thinking it’s just another cute little “help the girl get ready for her school exam” sim, right? Hair, makeup, outfit, some dialogue choices, a few horny CGs later. Easy. Except the “girl” the game wants to send to that exam is you. And you started this story with a dick, a very normal male student brain, and zero idea why the fuck you’re suddenly being measured on eyeliner technique and how well you can sway your hips in a tight skirt without flashing half the class.

The game opens quiet, almost boring, and that’s what hooked me. No instant blowjob tutorial, no “here’s your harem, pick a hole.” Just a nervous morning, a school setting that feels too normal, and weird little hints that something is off with your body. The first time you realize your reflection in the mirror doesn’t match the way you remember yourself, it hits like a small car crash. The dev takes their time with it, slow corruption of gender and morals at the same time. First it’s “just crossdressing for this one exam.” Then it’s “well, you need to practice walking in heels, let the teacher help your posture.” Then somehow you’re bent over the desk, feeling your ass slapped and graded like part of the curriculum, and the worst part is your in-game thoughts start to enjoy it. Those internal monologue lines when you’re getting groped in the hallway, and you catch yourself wondering which of the boys has the biggest cock, were dirtier than the actual CGs for me.

I liked how the game makes you complicit in your own downfall. You pick the lipstick shade that later gets smeared during a messy oral exam. You choose to act “a bit more submissive” to get a better score, and suddenly you’re on your knees between two classmates, throat used like a warm hole while the teacher pretends not to see. They pretend badly. There is some netorare shit going on, too, but sideways: your old male identity kind of feels like the one getting cuckolded as your new girly body gets filled, stretched, creampied. One run I had my “good girl” reputation used as an excuse to parade me in front of older staff, a humiliating little exhibition where they check if the “student” is ready. Gloved fingers spreading you open, comments about how tight you are and how a nice big black cock will fix that. Another run I resisted more and the corruption took longer, with more teasing, more “accidental” touches, more voyeur scenes in locker rooms and bathrooms, like the game was punishing me for not giving in fast enough by cranking up the sexual harassment.

It feels janky in spots. Some AI CGs look amazing from one angle and kind of cursed from another, like the face doesn’t fully match the body, or the hands are doing that weird too-many-fingers thing if you stare too long. I still stared. The summer vibe is weirdly relaxing though, all bright classrooms and sunlit corridors while behind the scenes you’re being turned into the school’s futa toy or the class’ shared virgin project, depending on choices. There is this one branching bit where you can agree to a “private tutoring” session with a strict female teacher and it starts as normal exam prep, then she makes you spread your legs on the chair, checks how wet you are “from stress,” and then uses you until you’re shaking, all while lecturing about responsibility. Female domination scenes like that felt personal, intimate in a fucked up way. Then later the same character can watch you get stuffed by multiple guys at once, barely saying anything, just writing notes like you’re a lab rat. It messed with my head in a good way.

The story is mostly kinetic in pacing but still manages to feel like a sandbox for your humiliation. One time I focused on being the perfect obedient girl and ended up pregnant from an exam “reward,” cum dripping out in a medical examination scene that treated your belly like a test result. Another time I pushed for more wild stuff and unlocked a futa transformation path, where you keep a cock while having this soft, thick ass and big boobs, so they test how many students can fit inside or around you at once. I still have the scene of being pushed up against the classroom window in my head, skirt hitched, some monster girl-looking classmate pounding me from behind while random NPCs walk outside, clueless. The game doesn’t rush those moments. It lets your thoughts spiral, your shame grow, your arousal betray you. It’s messy, inconsistent, a little ugly here and there, but the slow burn into full sissification and “everyone uses the exam girl” fantasy hits way harder because of that.

Jake comes crawling back home with his life completely fucked, and the house basically looks at him like “oh, you thought you were done with us?” The place is out on the edge of nowhere, quiet in that wrong way, where the shadows feel like they’re paying attention. His “family” is there, but they’re not really how he remembers them. The milf who used to worry if he wore a scarf outside is suddenly dressing like she knows exactly how her tits bounce when she leans over his bed. The cute sister-type who used to steal his hoodies now “forgets” to wear pants in the hallway. Everybody’s acting normal and absolutely not normal at the same time. They smile too long. They touch him too casually. They say things that sound caring and then twist right at the end and feel like a threat. Or a promise. Hard to tell with a hard-on.

What makes it hit different is how the erotic stuff is tangled into the horror, not on top of it. One moment Jake is staring at a door that keeps closing itself, hearing breathing on the other side. The next he’s in the bathroom, and the milf is in there already, towel slipping, water dripping down those ridiculous heavy tits, and she just watches him watch her. No “oops, I didn’t hear you come in.” Just silent eye contact and the smallest smirk, like she’s waiting for him to break first. Then later you find out she’s hiding something way worse than a horny mood. A phone he didn’t know she had. Recordings she shouldn’t have. Angry texts from some unknown number that knows exactly where he sleeps and who he’s been touching. There’s blackmail threads crawling through the whole house, everybody has dirt on everybody, and the game likes to tease you with “ok, you can say no here” right when your cock is already screaming yes. And if you push into the more fucked up paths, the netorare and corruption bits hit pretty heavy. Watching the girl you’ve been quietly obsessing over get bent open by something not exactly human, eyes rolled back in full ahegao while you’re forced to watch or even help, is the kind of scene that stays in your head when you’re trying to scroll Twitter later and pretend you’re normal. Some of the supernatural stuff really leans into that: hands that look like yours touching her first, voices in her ear that sound like you telling her to open wider, a futanari “relative” that suddenly shows up in certain branches with a cock that absolutely ruins whoever she gets her hands on. There is one scene where you’re sneaking through the hall at night and catch the milf on all fours in front of a door that should be locked, getting railed by something you can barely see, and when she looks back, her face is half hers, half something else, drool and tears and total sex-drunk ahegao, and she still whispers your name instead of the monster’s. That shit is messed up and hot at the same time, which feels illegal but here we are.

What I kinda love and kinda hate is how petty some of the choices feel. You’re thinking “ok, I’m going to solve this paranormal mystery” and then the game hits you with “do you peek at her showering again or not?” and it actually matters. You ignore her once and later she is cold as ice, you peek too often and the whole vibe becomes exhibitionist on purpose, like she starts leaving doors open just to see how far she can break you. There are lesbian scenes that show up only if you screw up a relationship so badly that the girls stop giving themselves to you and start fucking each other instead, and it lands more like a punishment than a reward. Kind of hurts in that good ntr way, like the game is laughing in your face, telling you “yeah, you had your chance.” The blackmail routes get properly nasty: one of my favorite messed up bits was finding a hidden folder on a laptop, opening a video and realizing it’s your girl being fucked while she keeps saying she’s only doing this so “he doesn’t leak the stuff about you.” Not sure if it’s more horny or humiliating, but I clicked replay like five times anyway. And then some endings flip everything, turning you from scared loser to the actual corrupt thing lurking in the house, twisting the women, parading them half-naked in the living room while anyone or anything can watch. I kept telling myself “ok, that’s too far” while still picking the dirtiest choice every time. My only real complaint is stupid: sometimes a text box covers the exact part of the animation I’m staring at, and it pisses me off more than the ghost stuff. I adjust the window, I click ahead too fast, I miss a line, then I have to backscroll like an idiot. Still, when the game hits one of those perfect horror-sex combos, like hearing scratching on the walls while the milf rides you so hard her tits slap against her chest and the light flickers and something is definitely watching from the corner, all that annoyance just sort of melts into “ok, one more scene, then I stop.” Which is a lie, obviously.

Dragons, horny idiots, and way too many bad decisions, that’s kinda the tone here. You start out in this messy fantasy world where everyone either wants to stab you, fuck you, or make you solve some weird little puzzle before they tell you where the next dragon clue is. The game lets you pick who you are right away: guy, girl, or futa, and it actually matters because people react to you a bit different, and some scenes just hit different when you’re a shy virgin futa trying to act cool in front of a monster girl with more confidence than common sense. It’s not subtle. One moment you’re trying to think through a puzzle with glowing runes and pattern matching, next moment, you click the “wrong” symbol and suddenly you’re on your knees in first person, mouth full, and the camera just stays there a little too long while the animation loops. In a good way. Mostly.

The “visual novel plus sandbox” thing is a strange mix that kinda works and kinda annoys me. You’ve got this hub where you wander around to find your companions, poke at side quests, and sometimes you just want to jump directly into the next romance scene, but no, the game makes you trot across the area, poke some shiny object, do a small puzzle, listen to a bit of lore about dragons, then, boom, here’s the lesbian scene you were actually waiting for. There’s a moment where my female MC finally hooked up with this monster girl with claws and soft voice, and the build up was cute as hell, all tension and “is this really happening,” then it cuts to animated vaginal and oral, lots of wet sounds, POV angles that actually show what’s going on instead of hiding everything behind a single static shot. I liked that the creampie isn’t just a flash, it lingers, drips, the camera actually respects that people want to stare. But the accessibility side is honestly rough sometimes. The text box has decent font size, but there’s no real text-to-speech, no configurable high contrast mode, and some of the puzzle highlight colors blend into the background like it’s 2010 again. I had to squint more than once, and I’m already using Windows magnifier because devs keep pretending everyone sees fine. Keyboard navigation is half-baked too: you can tab through some choices, but not all, and some mini-games want mouse precision without any assist options. Makes me want to yell at my monitor a bit.

Still, the character stuff sticks with me. There’s this companion quest where my futa MC decided not to romance the guy, just help him deal with his dragon-related trauma, and the game actually respected that. No forced sex, no “secret” romance flag, just quiet scenes and then later I went for the soft, clingy romance with a female character instead, and that route spiraled into pregnancy talk that did not feel like an afterthought. Watching the belly show up later in a scene while she rides you, full on animated, is weirdly intimate and also kinda filthy, in a good way, because the story mentioned it earlier so it doesn’t appear out of nowhere. There are also handjob scenes where the camera goes very close to fingers and shaft, very deliberate strokes, cum shots that actually match the motion instead of the usual lazy splash. It’s horny, sure, but sometimes it slows down and lets the romance breathe, and then ruins the mood again by tossing in a puzzle with tiny icons that are absolute hell if you’re playing on a trackpad. I kept thinking “why is there no option to simplify this for people with shaky hands” while my character was getting railed from behind in another scene ten minutes later. Also, whoever mapped the skip and auto-advance buttons clearly never used a screen reader, because the clickable zones are tiny, and I almost clicked past a really good scene with a futa-on-futa blowjob followed by a messy double creampie that honestly deserved its own replay gallery filter. But no, you just scroll and scroll and scroll. Not fixing that, I guess.

I swear this game started like a joke. I opened it expecting some lazy swipe-right simulator with recycled anime faces, but it slapped me with this weird mix of horny sincerity and unhinged chaos. The first match I got wasn’t even hot at first glance - looked like someone’s OC from a forgotten DeviantArt page - but ten minutes later I was reading her chat logs like they were gospel. The writing flirts between cringe and genius. Sometimes she’ll tease you with a line that sounds like it came from a bad fanfic, then follow it with something so filthy it short-circuits your brain. I caught myself grinning like an idiot. That’s embarrassing to admit, but whatever.

There’s this rhythm to it, like the devs knew exactly how long to keep you waiting before dropping the next explicit scene. Not that the pacing’s perfect - half the time I was yelling at my phone because the dialogue wheel bugged out or the transitions froze mid-thrust (yeah, that happened). But when it works, it *really* works. The futa characters all have that exaggerated anatomy thing going on - huge everything - but it’s not just about size. There’s personality behind it, like each one’s got a story that’s been fermenting in some dark corner of the internet for years. You can tell someone poured way too much love into making sure the teasing feels personal. It’s messy, sure, but that’s kind of the charm.

The weirdest part? The game pretends to be about romance, but it’s really about control. You think you’re choosing dialogue options, but half the time the girls are steering you like a toy. There’s a scene with a rooftop confession that spirals into something obscene so fast I actually laughed out loud. It shouldn’t work. It does. And yet, I still hate that the text font looks like something from a 2009 flash game. Why is that what sticks with me? Maybe because everything else feels too alive, too raw, like it shouldn’t even be on a phone screen.

Temptation’s Ballad feels like someone took a horny D&D session, removed the shy players, pumped the bard full of slutty energy and then forgot to write a safe word. You start in this medieval fantasy city that pretends to be serious with demons and noble houses and gods and whatever, but the game is very honest about what actually matters: who you’re going to fuck, how badly you’re going to mess up your party’s reputation, and how much property damage your dick (or tits) indirectly causes. It calls itself “fairly linear” but it doesn’t feel stiff. More like a drunk march in one direction where you keep getting distracted by a hot ass in the alley, some half‑clothed monster girl in a tavern, or a noble milf who really needs “help” with her magic circle. One moment you’re trying to act like a real hero, the next you’re getting your face sat on by a smug futa demon who treats you like her favorite chew toy. The story leans on the classic trio of idiots party setup: disaster gay, smug bastard, and something in between that definitely should not be trusted around potions. Their banter is half the fun, because they talk like actual horny people who overshare, tease, flirt too hard, then pretend it was “just a joke” while obviously staring at each other’s bulges. There’s real romance in there, surprisingly soft sometimes, and the game just throws it next to scenes where someone is getting spanked in a backroom while a voyeur peeks through the cracks. It shouldn’t work together, but it does, like putting lube on holy water.

The erotic tone is really on that line between silly and nasty. You get all the classic stuff: sloppy oral, tits used like they’re religious objects, thick cocks that clearly don’t follow standard fantasy anatomy rules, creampies that would absolutely require healing spells after. The city of Axia feels like a sandbox for kinks, even if the main plot is straight like an arrow. You’ll walk into a side scene thinking “okay, just dialogue” and suddenly there is a dommy knight stepping on someone’s chest, or a monster girl wrapping a tail around a guy’s throat while riding him. There’s casual interracial stuff, big black cock jokes thrown in like shitposts, and netorare tension playing in the background when someone’s crush gets a little too cozy with a rival. The game never stops to politely explain corruption or cheating either, it just lets you sit there with that ugly horny feeling in your chest while a character moans another person’s name. Sometimes the pacing is a mess and a really nice emotional beat gets bulldozed by a sex scene with way too much groping and not enough build up, like the writer was afraid to let you breathe. I kinda hate that. I also kinda love it. The soundtrack is the quiet hero here, by the way. Fantasy tavern strings and flutes that slide into slow, bass‑heavy, low‑tempo tracks when clothes start coming off, the kind of music that makes you turn down your volume on Discord because you know exactly what you’re doing. There’s even this one track that loops during a teasing scene where a character keeps grinding on your lap but “won’t let you cum yet” and the rhythm matches the fucking text speed. That little sync made me laugh and then immediately shut up because it actually turned me on. It’s not a classy game. It doesn’t want to be. It’s messy, loud, horny, too obsessed with big boobs and bigger problems, and Axia feels like a place where every summer vacation ends with someone pregnant, corrupted, or tied to a bed. Dare to play it alone, or invite company?

This one feels like some horny fever dream you had after falling asleep with a border documentary on Netflix and porn still open in another tab. You start out just trying to get north, nothing fancy, just a dude on the road, but everything along the way turns sideways so fast it’s kind of hilarious. One minute some official-looking woman is questioning you about paperwork, the next she’s grinding that huge ass on your lap and “searching” you with her mouth, like she’s checking your passport with her tongue. The tone jumps around a lot, in a good way and sometimes in a “what the fuck is going on” way. One scene has you flustered and embarrassed while a stacked futa in a uniform toys with you, calling you cute and asking if you’re scared of her big cock, and then later you’re the one begging her to pound you harder while your face is pressed into the mattress. It feels less like a clean power fantasy and more like this messy, horny road trip where your character’s sense of self just keeps slipping every time someone with tits and attitude shows up.

The humor is actually decent, not that cringe “haha meme reference” kind of thing, more like awkward timing and characters being weirdly casual about really fucked up sexual situations. You’ll be in some tiny room, fluorescent light buzzing, this tall trans girl blocking the door with a lazy smile, playing with a toy like it’s just another day in the office, and she goes “oh, don’t worry, I only break tourists a little” before shoving you onto the bed. There’s a scene with a futa smuggler who uses you as part of a “demonstration,” sits on your face while talking business with someone else, and you’re just stuck there, muffled, while they argue numbers. You barely see the choices coming half the time. Sometimes a dialogue option that sounds like a joke suddenly throws you into a collar, kneeling between someone’s legs, getting mouthfucked until the screen is basically just balls and stomach. Other times you try to act all submissive and it backfires and she calls you boring, then decides to entertain herself by pegging you way rougher than you were ready for, and yeah, your character ends up liking it more than he should.

What caught me off guard is how the “corruption” part creeps in slow. At the start the MC is like “no, that’s too far” and “I’m straight, I don’t do that,” then one blowjob later he’s letting a cock slap his cheek while he complains about it, and a few scenes after that he’s bracing himself, opening up for anal like it’s just another Tuesday. There’s some light bullying in the sex too, especially from the more dominant women, they’ll tease you about how quick you cum, push your head down on their cock, laugh when you gag, then reward you with a softer moment that doesn’t last long before they flip you around again. The toys show up in all the wrong times, like you’re already exhausted and then she pulls out a vibrator and decides your ass still has “room for improvement.” It’s not really subtle. You’ll probably reload a few times after getting a “bad” ending where you pissed off the wrong chick by pretending you aren’t into her, but the game lowkey wants you to lean into the filth. The only thing that annoyed me is all the clicking between the good stuff, it feels like scrolling TikTok for porn and getting recipe videos in between, but whatever, once the futas start using your body like their personal stress relief, your hand forgets to be annoyed.

Halima in this game feels uncomfortably real and also totally porn brain fantasy at same time. She is 24, still stuck in small place with her mom and stepdad, broke as hell, trying to get her own life going. On paper you think “ok, typical story,” but the way they push her from kinda innocent to straight up corrupted slut is both hot and kind of dirty in a guilty way. I mean, I came here for quick fap on my phone while hiding in bathroom, and then I’m reading dialog about rent, shitty jobs and her checking her bank app like I do. Then suddenly she is on her knees, mouth full, and you forgot she was complaining about electricity bill two clicks before. The game keeps this point and click style where you tap around the house, the job places, random locations, talk with people, choose answers, and slowly you see her going from “I would never do this” to “ok maybe just this once for money” to “fuck it, I like it.” Not very subtle, but it works.

The sex is not shy at all. They do everything: straight stuff, anal, sucking, big creampies, some trans content thrown in that felt more natural than I expected, not just fetish prop. I actually liked that, then later thought maybe they go too far and use everybody as walking sex dispenser. Her ass and tits are huge, of course, because realism ended at the bank account. Some scenes are nicely animated, not just stiff sliding. I remember one moment where she is in her room, checking messages about some “job offer,” you click too fast like idiot, suddenly she is bent over a cheap office table, skirt up, guy just ramming her while the camera angle really focuses on her butt. I laughed because the “choice” was basically fake, the game clearly wants you to drag her into worse and worse stuff no matter what you try. There was this option where I picked the “shy” reply hoping maybe she stays a bit more reserved, and five clicks later she has cum dripping out of her and talks about how warm it feels. Corruption speedrun.

As a parent I look at this and think, if my kid was playing this on his phone on the bus, I would probably throw the phone out of the window. You can hide it in task switcher in like half second, so yes, it is perfect mobile disaster. The dating sim part pretends to be romantic, but usually it leads straight to something wet on the bedsheets or on her face. I kind of wish there was at least one route where she just says no and focuses on fixing her life without turning into sex addict, but let’s be honest, this game was never going to do that and the dev probably laughs at the idea. Also the text sometimes feels like it was written by someone who learned English from porn subtitles, which is funny since my English also not native, and still I was like “who talks like that?” In a good way, and not good way. Anyway, you tap, you talk, you undress, you watch her morals slide down like a greasy pole. Dare to play it on public transport with brightness on max.