This game caught me completely off guard with how shameless it is about foot worship. Like, the developer really said "fuck subtlety" and just went all-in on the fetish content. You're this pathetic dude who can't stop jerking off every night, begging the universe for help, and instead of getting divine intervention you get a succubus who's basically like "bro, let me show you what real power looks like."

The crossover aspect is absolutely wild - you've got Aunt Cass from Big Hero 6 giving footjobs while Helen Parr is getting her ass pounded in the background. Azula's there being her usual domineering self, except now she's using her fire powers to... well, let's just say temperature play gets interesting. The AI-generated art is honestly pretty decent for what it is, though some of the proportions are fucking ridiculous. Like, they gave Marin Kitagawa tits that could probably crush a watermelon. Not complaining, just saying. The mind control mechanics work exactly how you'd expect - you summon these girls and they're basically your personal fuck toys. Raven's goth energy hits different when she's choking on your cock, and don't even get me started on what they did with Ty Lee's flexibility.

What really gets me is how the game doesn't pretend to be anything other than pure masturbation fuel. There's no deep story, no character development - just you using demon powers to make cartoon waifus worship your feet and drain your balls. The bukkake scenes are absolutely filthy, especially when multiple girls are involved. Lady Tsunade's experience really shows when she's working that titfuck game. The whole "cock milking" theme runs throughout everything, and honestly? Sometimes that's exactly what you need. The foot fetish content is surprisingly detailed too - they actually put effort into the toe-sucking animations and the way the girls' feet look. It's unpolished as hell but in a way that feels authentic rather than lazy.

First time I booted it up, I honestly thought it was a meme. Like, someone named the organization B.O.O.B.I.E.S and expected nobody to laugh? But then an hour later I’m sitting there, spreadsheet open on the second monitor, tracking affection points for Gwen, Mavis, and that redhead mermaid who keeps pretending she doesn’t know what a phone is. It’s ridiculous and hot in a way that shouldn’t work but kinda does. The dialogue swings between dumb superhero banter and straight-up filth, and I mean that as a compliment. I’ve seen fan mods with less confidence than this game’s writing. One moment you’re negotiating “housing arrangements” for displaced heroines, next moment you’re knee-deep in a scene that makes you forget what you were even doing before the moaning started.

There’s something about the way it mixes parody and sincerity that messes with your brain. Like, you’ll be laughing at Spider-Gwen scolding you for staring too long, and then the next click she’s on her knees, and the sound design goes from goofy to… way too real. I tried playing it on the train once (don’t), and when Cammy showed up in the gym sequence I nearly dropped my phone. The sandbox part is weirdly addictive - not because of the management stuff, but because you keep unlocking new rooms and wondering who’s gonna show up next. Mavis has this scene in the shower that’s half romance, half fever dream, and I had to pause just to check if my stats were bugged or if she really said that line about “feeding on affection.”

Also, small rant: the affection meter sometimes resets if you skip too fast, and it made me lose two hours of progress with Helen Parr, which is honestly cruel because that woman’s animations deserve a medal. But yeah, I keep coming back anyway. It’s messy, horny, self-aware, and somehow the most human thing I’ve played this month.

It’s weird how this game makes guilt feel sexy. You wake up inside someone else’s head - not just anyone, but that stretchy mom-hero everyone secretly had a thing for back when Pixar still pretended innocence. The premise should be grim, revenge and all that, but the tone keeps slipping between sad and horny, like the dev couldn’t decide if it’s therapy or foreplay. The way control shifts feels personal, almost too intimate. It’s not just mind control; it’s like the game’s trying to pry into your own urges while you’re prying into hers. And maybe I’m reading too much into polygons, but when she touches herself, it’s never about lust alone - it’s about realizing her hands aren’t really hers anymore. That mechanic where you can *feel* the resistance in her movements is unsettling in a delicious way.

There’s this one scene with the aunt - yeah, the bakery one - where she talks to you like she *knows* you’re there, like she’s been waiting for the voice in her head to finally answer back. It’s creepy and tender, then suddenly it’s just obscene. I laughed because the transition was so abrupt it felt real. The body models aren’t flawless either, and that helps. A little awkward jiggle, fingers clipping through skin, like even the code itself can’t believe what’s happening. The audio’s inconsistent - sometimes soft breathing, sometimes nothing at all, dead silence while something filthy goes down. It’s that silence that hits hardest. You start thinking, maybe she’s ashamed. Maybe you are.

I hate the damn save menu though. Always pops right when things get heated, like the universe reminding you this isn’t real. But maybe that’s what makes it stick. It’s messy, it’s wrong, and it lingers afterwards like a guilty text you never sent. You’ll probably close it and tell yourself you didn’t enjoy it that much. You’re lying.

You know what I miss? That old Newgrounds era where some guy with too much time and a cracked copy of Poser would just throw together a crossover parody and not give a single fuck about polish. This thing, whatever it's called, it's got that energy. Like finding a dusty CD-R behind a monitor in 2006. The whole premise is you just wander a city map, a really basic 2d top-down thing, and you bump into heroines from The Incredibles and Teen Titans. And then you fuck them. That's it. No complex battle system, no grinding for affection points. Just pure, transactional pixel hunting.

The 3DCG models are... well, they're something. Helen Parr's proportions are so aggressively exaggerated she looks like she'd tip over in a stiff breeze. Her waist is a biological impossibility and her chest, look, I've seen a lot of digital tits in my life but these defy physics in a way that's almost art. Violet looks weirdly off-model, like the creator only had a vague description of her. And Raven, oh man, they did Raven dirty. She's just this pale goth blob with a leotard painted on. The oral scenes are particularly janky, the mouth animations don't align with anything, it's just a model clipping into another model's face while a looping slurping sound plays. I couldn't stop laughing during a supposedly "hardcore" *** scene because the male character's pelvis was thrusting into her knee. The voyeurism tag is generous, it's more like the camera gets stuck in a wall sometimes and you see the act from a weird angle.

But here's the thing, there's this one moment where you find Violet as a slave in some grimy room and the text box just says "You use her throat." No buildup, no seduction. The sheer crassness of it, combined with the dead-eyed stare of the model, it looped right back around to being genuinely hot in a very specific, broken way. Or maybe I'm just broken. The prostitution mechanics are as deep as a puddle, you just click and money changes hands. I wish there was more actual Teen Titans stuff, it's mostly just Raven standing there. A Starfire scene would've been chaos. Anyway, my boss is walking by so I gotta minimize this. Don't play this. Or do. I'm not your dad.

So I'm clicking through this Violet Parr thing, right, and the whole setup is basically just her in a room with a box of stuff that makes no sense. Like, who ordered the giant candy cane? Doesn't matter. The animation is that specific kind of 3DCG where the skin shines like a glazed donut and the physics are set to maximum jiggle. Her ass is genuinely ridiculous, takes up half the screen sometimes.

The corruption angle is weird because she starts off looking confused but then like two clicks later she's going at it with this massive toy and the face they gave her is just... vacant. Not in a hot way, more like she's buffering. There's this one moment with nipple penetration that I had to rewind because I couldn't believe the model actually stretched like that. The fisting scene comes out of nowhere too, no buildup, just suddenly her whole hand is gone and the sound effect is this wet squelch that loops badly. I laughed, not gonna lie. The lesbian tag is there but it's just her and the toys, so unless you count her own reflection in the puddle on the floor, it's a solo mission.

Wish there was more of Helen. She's mentioned in the tags but barely shows up, just a picture in the background maybe? The whole thing is a kinetic novel so you're just watching, no choices, which is fine I guess but I kept tapping the screen hoping for a different angle or something. The anal stuff is there, the big toys, all of it just happens at you. It's like someone animated their very specific search history and forgot to add a plot. The loop on the final scene glitched for me and she just kept going, which honestly felt like the intended experience.

First thing that hit me with this one was that weird déjà vu feeling, like opening some old.swf from Newgrounds days, but your browser suddenly grew up and discovered how horny you really are. You’re this new guy shoved into Crossunder Academy and somehow you stumble into the Student Council instead of the usual sports club or “generic anime club #57.” It sounds boring as hell on paper, but the fun starts when you realize being Class President here isn’t about paperwork, it’s basically a free pass to meddle with every girl in the school and half the staff too. The game kind of waves the “you can change things for the better” flag, but yeah, “better” starts to look a lot like spanking power, groping privileges and watching innocent school rules melt into porn logic.

The vibe is this strange mashup that only real degenerates will recognize. One moment you’re walking through the hallway like some bootleg Peter Parker, and then you notice that the redhead in tight clothes looks suspiciously like Spider Gwen if she took a wrong portal and ended up in a school uniform. You’re in a classroom trying to act serious, but your homeroom teacher has that perfect MILF energy, huge tits that absolutely do not follow gravity physics, a calm voice that makes you think “tradwife from a fucked up fantasy,” and then she leans over your desk and the camera goes full POV on her cleavage while she “explains” the lesson. The game pretends to be a dating sim with little puzzle bits, council choices, club events, that kind of thing, but half the time you’re just clicking through to see who’s going to suck your dick next or which heroine is going to end up with that cross-eyed ahegao while you creampie her on the council room couch. It’s not subtle. It doesn’t even try to be.

What I kinda love is how shameless the crossovers feel. One council meeting has this bookish girl who talks like she spent too many nights in the library at Hogwarts. She is prim, proper, acting all top of the class, until you catch her after hours and she’s on her knees under the desk, glasses fogged up while she gives you a sloppy blowjob and tries to keep her prefect reputation intact. Then there’s a sporty island girl in PE, clearly Nani-coded, big ass in tight shorts that ride up every time you “help adjust her posture” from behind. Another route drops you in some student festival event where a girl with short hair and freckles looks just enough like Roxanne from Goof Troop to make every 90s kid feel very called out. You’re supposed to be organizing stalls, but of course you end up in the storage room, fondling her tits while she tries to keep quiet because people are walking past the door. Somewhere else you have this stretchy mom figure showing up as a “guest speaker,” teaching about responsibility while her body begs to break every school rule, her boobs pressing into you while she whispers how bad it would be if someone saw you fucking her against the blackboard. There is oral sex, handjobs under tables, tits wrapped around your cock during “private counseling,” some exhibitionist scenes where a girl pretends not to notice half the corridor can see her through the window, and those ridiculous animated ahegao faces that feel like a lost art from old hentai OVAs. It’s messy, horny, nostalgic and a bit janky in the way early Flash porn was, and that actually makes it hit harder than some clean, soulless thing.

The whole thing feels like someone left their rendering software on overnight and forgot to check the settings. Elsa’s face, man. Sometimes it’s almost there, that cold Disney perfection, and then the next frame her jaw unhinges like a snake trying to swallow a beach ball. I couldn’t stop staring at that one shadow under her chin that never moves, even when she’s supposedly nodding along to Anna’s nervous chatter. It’s a kinetic novel, so you’re just clicking, watching this weird, stiff parade of 3DCG models bump uglies. The corruption tag is doing a lot of heavy lifting for what is basically a very sudden pivot from “I’m curious, sister” to a full on, tongue deep lesson in female domination.

The sound design, or lack of it, is its own special hell. Just wet slaps and these canned moans that loop so badly I started counting the cycles. Six. The same little gasp repeats six times during the first oral scene. And you know what? That’s the part I keep thinking about. Not the spanking, which looks like someone slapping a ham, or the interracial group sex segment that crashes in with all the narrative grace of a brick through a window. No, it’s the way Helen Parr’s tits defy physics during the stripping scene. They don’t bounce, they just... shift, like a lava lamp. I wish the game had a button to just mute the voice track but keep the slaps. I don’t know why. The prostitution angle with Violet feels tacked on, a quick excuse to get her on her knees, and the whole thing with Anna discovering her power through a strap-on is so blunt it circles back to being almost profound. Almost. The spanking is just sad. I wanted more of that weird, quiet tension from the first two minutes before it all becomes a sweaty pile of big tits and awkwardly animated anal. The corruption is instant, no slow burn, just a switch flipped from “frozen” princess to a milf-in-training who’s suddenly an expert at using her mouth. It’s a mess. A sticky, unpolished, strangely hypnot

The sprite for Honey Lemon has this little bounce when she talks, a weight shift that’s all wrong anatomically but somehow perfect. She’s supposed to be the nerd, right? Glasses, lab coat, the whole deal. But the animator gave her this hip tilt that keeps catching my eye, a tiny motion loop that says more about what’s coming than any dialogue box. The whole thing looks like it was drawn on a budget of pocket lint and good intentions, lines wobbling around like the artist was discovering anatomy in real time. Violet Parr stands in the background of one scene with her arms crossed and her shoulders doing something that’s not quite a shrug, not quite a sigh. It’s the most honest thing in the frame.

The plot, such as it is, tries to explain how this superhero team got together before they had the fancy suits. Which means a lot of standing around in civilian clothes while the writing does gymnastics to get characters alone together. There’s a moment where GoGo Tomago says something sarcastic and the text box just hangs there for an awkward beat, no sound effect, no music sting, just this dead air that made me laugh out loud. Not sure if it was intentional. The humor lands weird sometimes, like a joke told at a funeral that nobody asked for but everyone needed. Helen Parr’s scenes have this maternal energy that the game keeps trying to undercut with increasingly ridiculous situations, and honestly I wish they’d leaned harder into that tension instead of rushing to the payoff.

Soundtrack is basically royalty free jazz that loops at the worst possible moments. A saxophone squeal kicked in right as a scene was getting explicit and I couldn’t stop thinking about elevator music. The voice acting, if you can call it that, is mostly just grunts and gasps that don’t sync with the mouth flaps. But there’s this one moan from Violet that actually made me pause, something breathy and surprised that felt less like acting and more like someone forgot the mic was on. The whole thing’s a mess but I kept clicking forward anyway, chasing that one good frame, that one weird character beat that felt more true than anything in the polished parody games. The student outfits stay on way too long in some scenes and not long enough in others. I don’t know what I wanted from this but I’m still thinking about GoGo’s deadpan stare three days later so maybe that’s something.

Violet’s tongue is already halfway up Helen’s ass before you even blink. No buildup, no “hello mother dear”, just straight into the crack like she’s digging for lost superpowers. The loop is short, maybe 10 seconds, and it’s that exact moment on repeat forever. The animation is janky as hell, her face clips through Helen’s cheek at one point and I laughed so hard I almost closed the tab. But I didn’t. I kept watching. Something about the sheer wrongness of it, the Incredibles logo colors still bright on their suits while this happens, it short-circuits your brain.

The rimjob itself is weirdly detailed for such a throwaway porn loop. You see the tongue actually push in, the asshole stretching a little, Helen’s back arching like she’s not sure if this is a mission briefing gone wrong. Violet’s expression is blank determination, same face she’d make hacking a computer. That contrast is what got me. I came here expecting some lazy parody and instead found this hyperfocused incest snapshot that doesn’t even pretend to have context. Who animated this? Why only this act? The sound is just a wet squelch on loop too, no dialogue, no moans, just that sloppy rimjob noise until you question your life choices.

I wish there was at least a second position or something, but no, it’s one loop and that’s your lot. The brunette ass worship is there if that’s your thing, Helen’s cheeks are massive and Violet’s nose gets buried in them constantly. I kept thinking about the original movie where she’s invisible and anxious and now she’s eating out her mom’s backdoor like it’s a cheat code. The incest tag is the whole point, obviously, but the rimming specificity makes it feel like someone’s very personal fetish project rather than a game. It’s not sexy exactly, more like a car crash you screenshot three times. The third screenshot is when Helen’s hand reaches back and grabs Violet’s hair, pulling her deeper, and you realize oh, she’s into it too. That’s the moment the loop resets and you’re back at the start, tongue mid-insertion, no escape.