weird thing: I didn’t expect this game to actually *feel* dirty in a fun way. yeah, everyone says “oh it’s a parody,” but this one leans into it like it’s proud of being a total mess. You start as Beast Boy, but not the goofy cartoon version - more like the “what-if-he-had-a-body-count” one. first scene had me snorting because the dialogue’s half self-aware, half horny nonsense. the art flickers between hot and kinda cursed, and somehow that mix works. I laughed once, then five seconds later I was staring at Raven’s face thinking, “wait, is she enjoying it or plotting my death?” both are hot, honestly.

it’s not subtle, not even pretending. tentacles? sure. futa twist? outta nowhere. then two minutes later you’re getting dominated by Harley like she’s running her own therapy session for bad boys. I swear the writing must’ve been done by five people with different fetishes fighting over the keyboard. Sometimes I hate that - then again, it keeps it unpredictable. One route had this whole corruption vibe where I thought I was winning, but turns out I was the pet by the end. didn’t even mind. the sound effects though… man, they go from soft moans to full-on sticky chaos real quick. I like it. except when they loop weirdly, makes me think my headphones broke.

Top 3 moments you’ll wanna screenshot? easy. 1) Power Girl’s “training scene” that escalates into something Olympic-level athletic. 2) Raven’s mirror sequence - don’t trust it, but do enjoy it. 3) Poison Ivy whispering stuff about roots and growth while you’re too distracted to care about plot. there’s a “moral choice” system but it mostly decides who calls you master or toy. I kept picking random answers just to see who’d snap first. pro tip: don’t rush; let every scene breathe, even the awkward ones. half the fun’s in those weird pauses where nothing happens but everything’s tense. feels human, messy, sexy.

You know that feeling when you’re scrolling through TikTok and suddenly your brain goes “yeah ok, I’d totally let that anime character ruin my life”? This game is basically that thought turned into a horny little quiz show. It throws a bunch of familiar faces at you, from huge-titted milfs like Tsunade and Rias to walking war crimes like Esdeath and Mikasa, and says: “Alright, smartass, you think you know them? Prove it.” You’re not just clicking through dialogue, you’re answering questions about them, reacting to their mood, trying to say the shit they want to hear. When you get it right, they soften up, blush, tease, or just straight up start talking about how wet or hard they’re getting. When you fuck it up, some of them get all tsun and pouty, some just roast you like Aqua with her useless goddess energy. It’s funny, because you’re basically speedrunning emotional manipulation for boners.

What surprised me is how the vibe shifts depending on who you’re “training.” One moment you’re with Marin from My Dress-Up Darling, and it’s all bubbly, cosplay, her leaning in too close and asking what you think about her outfit while her tits are exploding out of the top. You pick the right answer, she giggles, the camera angle becomes a little more hungry, and phase two kicks in: handjobs, titfucks, her climbing on your lap with that fake shy smile. The next moment you end up with someone like Yor or Saeko, and the whole thing gets darker, like this soft, violent tension where you know they could wreck you but they’re the ones panting and begging. There’s a nice corrupted contrast with “pure” girls like Hinata or Asuna too, where the early talks are all romance and blushy sweetness, then suddenly she’s on her knees, drool on her chin, talking about how good your cock tastes while still acting like it’s some kind of holy ritual. And yeah, the game doesn’t pretend to be deep. The “meaningful relationship” stuff is like watching a romance anime on 2x speed: a couple of flirty lines, a tiny bit of fake emotional build up, and then bam, panties off, thighs spread, you’re balls-deep in your favorite waifu while she moans your name like she forgot every other word in the dictionary.

It’s kinda funny how it handles all the crossovers too. One moment you’re messing with dragons like Lucoa and Tohru, massive tits and soft bellies pressing against you as they ask stupid little quiz questions, the next you’re stuck with some smug trap like Astolfo or Felix, and you’re sitting there thinking “yeah, I’d still fuck them” while they smirk and stroke you off like it’s the most natural thing in the world. The game leans hard into parody, but not in a smart-ass way. More like “yeah, we know you’ve fantasized about this exact blowjob from Android 18 while Bulma watches, here you go, have fun.” The sex scenes are animated, not super polished Marvel-level CGI or anything, but dirty enough that when Nami is riding you and her huge ass bounces with every thrust, you don’t really care if a strand of hair clips weirdly through her shoulder. The point system ties into all that, so every correct answer inches you closer to stripping scenes, lap dances, blowjob angles, anal detours, creampies, the usual degeneracy menu. Sometimes the flow of dialogue feels a bit stiff or generic, like they all went to the same horny anime acting school, but then you get this one line during a titfuck that just hits right and you forget you were annoyed. It’s basically a fanservice machine pretending to be a dating sim, and somehow that makes it more honest. You come in thinking “yeah, I just want to see Rias or Erza naked and noisy,” and the game just nods, opens the door, and lets you ruin them one correct answer at a time.

Everything in this game feels heavy. The walls, the bodies, the way sound hits your ears. It throws you into this gray, hard prison world that somehow ends up more about heat than punishment. You’re this confused young guy, shoved into a cell before he even understands what he did, and instead of getting long explanations, the game just lets you sit in his skin. Those first scenes, where you hear distant metal doors slam and low voices echo down the corridor, already tell you that this place is not safe, not soft, and absolutely not straight. I really liked how quiet it is at the start, actually. There’s this low ambient hum, some clanking, distant footsteps, and then your cellmate’s breathing, close, too close. It’s not subtle for long. The silence gets broken by little things, like someone laughing in the next cell with that hungry sound guys have when they already undressed you in their head.

The game takes its time to show you the bodies. Muscles everywhere, not in a clean fitness-model way but thick, heavy, like they actually lift shit all day. You see veins on forearms, rough stubble on chins, backs that stretch the prison uniforms so they ride up and show the start of an ass. The camera loves torsos. It moves slow, like a horny gaze that just slides down a man’s chest and stops right above the waistband for a moment longer than it should. When your character gets cornered in the showers for the first time, there’s this one shot where water runs from a guy’s shaved head down his neck, over that wide t***, and you can almost hear your own swallow. The sound of water hitting tile, someone adjusting their grip on a bar of soap, the little echo of a laugh behind you, then a low voice asking if you “need help with that” while your character’s hand is already shaking. I got weirdly obsessed with the echo in the shower room. It makes every moan bounce back twice and it feels filthy in the best way.

Still, not everything is perfect. Some of the faces feel a bit stiff in calm scenes, like the guy is supposed to look caring but instead he looks half bored, and it pulled me out for a second. But then suddenly he’s got you pushed up against the bed frame, his breath right in your ear, and that same face is now twisted with horniness, and it somehow works again. The story is simple on surface, “boy in prison full of horny men”, but the choices actually matter in a low-key way. You decide who you give attitude to, who you avoid, who you stare at a bit too long when you walk past the yard. I liked a moment where you have option to stand your ground with a huge guy who blocks the cell door, or play it submissive. If you choose to act tough, the scene flips from threat to this tense, erotic standoff, their chests almost touching, breath mixing, like a fight that wants to become a kiss but ends up in something harder against cold concrete. If you go soft, his voice drops, he calls you “cute” and suddenly you’re his little toy for the night. I kind of wished there was more background on why you are even there, but at same time, not knowing makes the whole thing feel like a dirty fantasy you just fall into, with no real-world logic. It has that “porn plot that grew a bit of a soul by accident” feeling. Sometimes the pacing drags in the talking scenes, sometimes it jumps too fast into dick-in-hand territory, but the mood stays thick all the time. Heavy boots, metal doors, big ripped guys crowding your space, their cocks half hard under thin fabric while they pretend they are just talking. It’s all about being trapped with them, and realizing slowly that your fear and your arousal are getting harder to separate.

Alex is the type of guy you scroll past on Grindr without even noticing. Average face, average build, horny as fuck, zero game. You can almost smell the nervous sweat through the screen when he sends that awkward first DM to a pretty femboy and instantly regrets it. And then the crazy part happens: Noah actually answers. Not just “lol” answers, but flirts, pushes his buttons, teases him, plays with that little “I’m straight, I swear” lie he keeps repeating to himself like a prayer. The whole thing feels a bit like watching your own embarrassing chat logs on Telegram after too much porn and not enough real sex, just… weaponized for a story. This is a visual novel that lives inside those tiny moments: the pause before you hit send, the way your chest tightens when you see “typing…”, that rush when the other guy drops one brazen line that makes your dick twitch and your ego panic at the same time.

The first date here is not some dream-boyfriend sugar fantasy. It is messy. Alex overthinks everything. You can almost hear his brain screaming when Noah leans in, when Noah spreads his legs just a bit too casually, when Noah calls him out on staring at his thighs. The game does this thing where it drags you into Alex’s head, then shoves you out of it at the worst moment, so you’re stuck watching him squirm in silence at the table, pretending that he’s cool while internally arguing about whether getting hard for a femboy “counts as gay”. There is sex, yeah, unapologetic and hot, but it never feels like some porn level-up system. It is more like two horny idiots knocking into each other, testing limits. Noah likes to push; he knows exactly what he is doing in that tight little outfit, legs smooth, voice sweet, attitude sharp. At one point he sends Alex a pic that is clearly not safe to open in public and the game just lets you sit with that, imagining him trying to casually hide his phone on the bus while his cock is betraying him. That tiny humiliation is honestly hotter than half the explicit stuff, and the explicit stuff is very much here: stroking, grinding, desperate kissing, the kind of kissing where teeth clash because nobody is as smooth as porn pretends.

If you are expecting some big dramatic route map, forget it, this build is small and horny and kind of rude about it. Choices pop up and you know they are not “good guy / bad guy” flags, they are “panic / more panic” flags, like “compliment Noah’s outfit” or “pretend you didn’t just stare at his bulge for five seconds straight”. And the funniest part is how normal everyone else seems around them. Other characters drop little lines like “yeah, chill, it’s just sex” while Alex treats every boner like a moral crisis. It nails that very specific queer panic where you clear your browser history three times, change your tags on Pornhub, then end up watching the same femboy blowjob compilation anyway. You can feel this bigger world waiting behind Noah, horny people who aren’t ashamed, guys who like lace, girls who don’t care about labels, all that stuff, but for now you’re trapped in the sticky, awkward, incredibly honest beginning. If you want the best out of it, lean into Alex’s confusion, pick the options that make you wince a bit, and don’t rush to the dick; let the tension sit there, hard and pulsing, like that chat notification you’re afraid to open but can’t ignore.

"Broken Harbours" is a story about friendship and its limits, new beginnings and old wounds. Follow two solitary souls, Rune and Devon, through the beginnings of their friendship and see where the mutual fascination will lead them.

It is a standalone side story to "Dawn Chorus".​

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There’s just one catch: you must marry the heiress of Anemaryn Capital.
Lucy seems like the perfect tradwife: 1950s dresses, vintage hairstyles, and a passion for cooking straight out of a 50s cookbook. But after the wedding, you uncover a surprising secret… your tradwife is actually a femboy?! Will it remain a marriage for appearance or grow into true love? Your choices will decide!​

In the early 20th century, the promise of fame and fortune fuels humanity’s hunger to explore the unknown. Among these dreamers is Amber, a young archaeologist desperate to prove himself. When he uncovers an ancient inscription hinting at a hidden city of unimaginable riches deep in South America, his path becomes clear: he will be the one to find it.
Driven by ambition and adventure, Amber sets out with his companions Gabriel and Mateo to navigate the treacherous Colorado River in search of the Lost City of Caesars. Explore their perilous journey in this 18+ visual novel of adventure, discovery, and unexpected intimacy.​

GAME FEATURES
Engaging Story: ≈75k words (approx. 6 hours of play)
Stunning Original Artwork: Sprite and CG art by Aark0
Detailed CGs: 20+ CGs (not counting variations)
18+ Intimate Scenes
In-Game Achievements
And so much more!

This one hits that strange spot between horny and kind of cozy. It all runs in text, but not in the lazy “wall of words and that’s it” way. You start by shaping your character and right from there the game already asks what you’re actually into. Male, female, furry, human mix, you poke at sliders, give them some past, pick if you want to be the kind that swings a sword or the type that just teases enemies until everybody’s pants and morals fall off. There’s a weird calm in watching your stats and kinks line up while you know very well this peaceful menu is just the opening act before some slime-covered tentacle thing tries to stuff your ass after three turns of “combat”. It’s not subtle about being about sex, but it’s also not just “click to fuck”. You walk around, chat in towns, pick quests, screw up conversations, get a reputation. That part is kinda funny. Say one rude thing to a guard and suddenly half the tavern treats you like trash. Then again, maybe you want that. The game remembers what you do, who you submit to, who you dominate. Later, when a monster girl you beat up before shows up with backup and a grudge, it feels like the world actually watched you being a dick.

Combat is turn based with that teasing option tempting you every round like a bright red button that just says “ruin yourself”. That’s where the game really finds this horny rhythm. You can fight normal, go for proper skills, potions, the usual rpg stuff. Or you start teasing, stripping, letting your lust climb until you barely see the health bar because you’re too busy reading how your cock or pussy throbs while a werewolf grips your hips and decides you’re done pretending to be a hero. Sometimes you end up surrounded, group sex all tangled with damage numbers and status effects. Get drunk before a fight, you’ll feel it. Forget to sleep, your body reacts. I really liked that small thing, the way hangover or exhaustion shows in the text. Also hated it, because I kept fucking up my day cycle and walking into some cave half dead and half horny, then getting spanked senseless by a smug lizardman who clearly enjoyed my poor planning more than he should. The game leans heavy into male content, a lot of M/M and gay stuff, but it doesn’t lock you out of other fun. You want blowjob scenes, anal, rough male domination, monsters filling you and leaving warm creampies dripping while the text smugly lists every place they left their “gift”, it’s all there. Sometimes it lingers on a detail way too long, like the exact feel of a tentacle sliding between your cheeks, and I caught myself thinking “ok, I got it, it’s slimy” but still kept reading, so who’s the clown here. Town gossip actually matters a bit more than you expect, too. Talk too freely about how you let a bunch of bandits pass you around and you’ll notice certain NPCs changing tone, some kinder, some more cruel. That’s the charm and the annoyance. It remembers. Fail forward into more sex, succeed into different sex. Classic.

The day and night thing is sneaky. First you ignore it, just spam through events, then suddenly one NPC hints “come back later” and later turns out to be when that alley is full of shady types who don’t even pretend they want your coin. Got a scene where I wandered in at night expecting a normal fight, and ended up pushed against a wall in group play where I couldn’t even keep track which tail or cock was where. It was filthy in a very direct way, no fancy metaphors, just “this goes in here, you moan like this, here’s a spanking for disobeying” and then a creampie ending that described the mess almost too clearly. Sometimes the writing stumbles, a weird phrase here and there, but that actually fits the vibe for me, like some horny storyteller getting carried away and forgetting perfect grammar because they’re too focused on your character getting throat-fucked by a monster with too many hands. Crafting and equipment are there too, not super deep but nice enough that you actually care what armor you wear before meeting that smug plant monster who wants to tie you up and jerk you off with vines. Maybe I’m biased because I like these text-heavy sex worlds where you feel every bad decision echo for a while. Maybe I just like when a game lets me go from a self-righteous hero to a shameless cumdump for beasts without ever telling me I’m wrong. In any case, it’s the kind of thing where you open it on your laptop “just to check one quest” and later find yourself staring at the log of how many times you got your ass used by tentacles, wondering when exactly your noble adventure turned into a traveling orgy that runs on lust and bad ideas.

This one feels like somebody smashed together a horny confession thread on Reddit, a Catholic guilt nightmare, and a horny Discord RP log, then somehow it works. You start as this quiet, repressed guy who acts “normal” because that’s what everyone expects, right? Hoodie, neutral clothes, dead bedroom energy with himself. He’s got Pornhub in his browser history, sure, but he scrolls past the gay stuff fast, pretends not to see the traps and fembois on Xvideos, pretends not to like all those “before/after” sissy captions that keep showing on his Twitter feed because of some algorithm that already knows him better than he does. The first scene hits like that: he’s jerking off to something “safe”, bored out of his skull, and then the game basically asks, ok, but what were you really searching for?

Then the devil shows up, like Grindr with horns. Not a cheap jump scare thing, more like opening Telegram and finding a DM from somebody who has all your nudes already. The demon feels like a mix between a dommy top and a therapist that should lose their license. It talks to him in his head first, catching him every time he lies to himself. There’s a moment where he stares at a cute femboy in some porn clip, pauses it, wants to close the tab, and the demon is just like, “You rewound that three times, sweetheart.” That line should be cringe, but it lands. And from there the story drags him, pretty slowly, from “I’m straight, I swear” into stockings and panties and pink nails, one mental push at a time. Not just “poof, now you’re a girl,” more like your Spotify Wrapped slowly turning full sissy hypno playlists and you swear it’s an accident.

Sex scenes are filthy in a very specific way: they always start in the mind long before there is any actual touching. The demon teases him through mirrors, dreams, that half-asleep horny state where you’re too tired to fight your own fantasies. Some of the best bits are when he looks at himself, still mostly the same boy, but with just one new thing: lace panties under jeans, shaved legs under baggy shorts, a soft choker that no one else sees. And he gets hard from it. The game doesn’t clean that up, doesn’t pretend he suddenly becomes some perfect anime waifu. It lets him be awkward, kind of pathetic, needy, desperate for approval. Then it flips it and makes that hot. One scene where he’s on his knees in front of the mirror, practicing how to sit “properly” like a good girl while the demon corrects his posture, is way hotter than the actual blowjob that comes after. Which is weird, because the blowjob scene is brutal and full of choking and spit, but your brain is still on the way his hands shake when he holds his own face.

It’s definitely not “pick your route and collect waifus”. This is more like a slow, toxic romance between him and the devil that is half queer awakening, half brainwashing kink. Choices exist, but they feel like emotional choices more than stat sliders. Do you pull back and pretend it was just a fantasy, or do you say “yes” when it asks if you want to be pretty for it, and for men, and maybe for yourself. Sometimes the game gives you a “safe” option and then rubs in your face how empty it feels. There is a memory where he kisses a girl and feels nothing, and the text lingers on the absence of heat. Later, when he finally gets called a “good girl” by the demon in a real scene, you feel the contrast without the game spelling it out. I hated a tiny detail though: the fucking notification sound for new “messages” from the demon sounds too close to Telegram, it kept triggering my brain like I actually got pinged in real life, which is a cool idea but also annoying as hell, they won’t change it anyway. Still, this thing deserves “Most Likely To Make You Question Your Porn History” award. It’s messy, horny, sometimes mean, full of sissy training, femboy tease, trans longing, and all that gay, guilty, wet “what if that was me” energy that people pretend they don’t search on Pornhub but their recommended tab knows better.