Lust And Roll Therapy Center feels like somebody smashed a horny card battler, a trashy soap opera and a half-remembered porn dream together, then forgot to clean the edges. You start as this guy who barely remembers who he is, tossed into a “therapy program” where Miss Lust looks more like a high-end dominatrix than any doctor I’ve seen. Every “session” is basically her peeling back your memories by pushing you into more fucked up scenes, and the excuse is always “this will help your recall.” Sure. Totally scientific. Some moments feel almost sweet, like she’s actually worried about your broken brain, then two clicks later she’s got you on your knees, choking on rules you didn’t know you agreed to. The tone jumps around like a drunk cat but weirdly, it kind of works. It feels like you’re not in control of your own mind, which fits the whole memory thing too well.

The card system is where it gets interesting and also janky. You’re playing these sessions like a horny duel with options that feel way too specific: tease, obey, push back, humiliate yourself, corrupt someone else, worship her boots, let her tie you up tighter. Cards combo into scenes, scenes unlock more cards, and suddenly a little choice you made ten minutes earlier turns the next “therapy” from light teasing to full-on public exhibition where she makes you strip and service a stranger while she “observes your progress.” I had one run where I tried to play it cool and romantic, and still ended up with a lesbian scene in the showers where you’re basically turned into a toy between two women who know way more about your past than you do. Another time I leaned into being a submissive idiot and accidentally opened this whole prostitution branch where Miss Lust rents you out under the excuse of “roleplaying your past choices.” It’s hot and kind of fucked, and half the time I wasn’t sure if I was building a romance or just sinking deeper as her favorite slave. Also the feet stuff is everywhere. Not subtle at all. She makes you kiss her heels, lick her toes as “grounding exercise,” even jerk off with her soles pressing your cock, and it’s treated like normal therapy protocol, which actually made me laugh out loud once. The corruption angle creeps up: at first you’re shocked, later you’re begging to be collared again and asking for anal like it’s a reward. Sometimes the pacing goes weird, scenes jump too fast, and a couple of choices feel like fake branches, but then you get a voyeur moment peeking at a futa patient using another girl as a seat in the waiting room and you forget to be mad. It feels rough around the edges, like a dirty browser tab you keep telling yourself you’ll close, then open again five minutes later because you want to see what Miss Lust will do if you lose that next hand.

So I wake up with this game still stuck in my head like a bad song, you know the one, and I'm trying to figure out why a furry space visual novel about trauma and tentacles made me feel things. Rael, the protagonist, is a mess. Freshly broken, stranded on some shitty station called Yakeshi, and the first thing you do is get recruited by Zuberi, this captain who looks like he could bench press a shuttle but talks like a philosophy professor who's seen too much. The crew is a collection of walking red flags and I mean that as a compliment. There's this one scene, early on, where you're in the engine room and the heat is making everyone's fur stick to their skin and the tension is so thick you could spread it on toast. Then someone says something stupid and the whole thing deflates. That's the rhythm, honestly. Horny, then sad, then horny again.

The sex scenes, oh boy. They don't hold back. Full anatomical descriptions, fluids, sounds, the works. One moment you're discussing the existential dread of deep space, the next you're reading about a character's knot swelling in explicit detail. The contrast is jarring in the best way. Like eating a gourmet meal while someone whispers filthy things in your ear. The mystery plot about what's lurking between stars is genuinely interesting, but I kept getting distracted by the lizard guy's tail doing things that should be illegal in at least three systems. The writing has this raw, unpolished quality that makes it feel more intimate, like reading someone's private diary they forgot to hide. Sometimes the dialogue goes in circles, characters repeat themselves, and I'm pretty sure a whole subplot about cargo manifests just... vanished. But that messiness fits the theme of being adrift and broken.

Dare to play it alone, or invite company? Actually, don't answer that. The game's already judging you.

Right so I'm mapping out all the unlock paths for this Cassie Cage thing and honestly the achievement tracker in my head is going haywire. There's this one branch where you gotta lose on purpose like three times in a row to trigger her dom route. Not lose lose, but that specific kind of pinned and pleasured state where she's got you mounted and she starts that dirty talk. The voice acting on those lines, fuck me. She says something about how you're not even trying and her tone shifts from cocky fighter to something else entirely.

The costume unlock system is weirdly grindy but I can't stop. You need to see her in that one outfit, the one that's basically just straps, during the wrestling kink scene. The visual novel parts between the combat foreplay segments are where the real power play happens. Choices matter but not in the way you'd think. Picked the submissive dialogue option once and she just laughed, called me predictable, then the fight started and she absolutely destroyed me. Mortal Kombat fans will get the references she drops, little inside jokes about her parents and all that. Wish there was more variety in the backgrounds though, it's just her chambers the whole time. Gets a bit samey after the fifth run.

Multiple endings yeah but some of them feel like palette swaps of each other. The true femdom ending though, that one's worth the grind. She's got you pinned, whispering all sorts of filth, and the screen just lingers on her expression. You know the one. That smirk. Anyway the teasing mechanic where you can almost win but then she reverses it, that's the good stuff. Don't even get me started on the domination meter, it's basically a tease in itself because it never fills up all the way no matter what you do. Classic Cassie.

Right so the title is "Seduction Crime" which sounds like a straight to DVD movie from 2003 that would play at 2pm on a channel your parents forgot to block. And honestly that vibe fits because this whole thing feels wrong in that very specific way where you keep clicking anyway.

You are the guard. Artemis is the inmate. That's it. That's the setup. I spent the first ten minutes just staring at the choice boxes like... am I really about to be that guy? The game doesn't let you pretend you're not. Every dialogue option drips with this quiet menace, even the "nice" ones. You can say something gentle and still feel the power imbalance sitting in your throat like cheap vodka. There's this one moment where you're just looking at him in his cell and the text describes how the fluorescent lights make his skin look almost grey and I realized I was holding my breath. Not in a sexy way. In a "oh no I am the horror" way.

The femboy tag is doing some heavy lifting here because Artemis is drawn all soft lines and big eyes and the artist clearly knew what they were doing. He looks like he'd shatter if you breathed wrong. And the game knows it. That's the whole tension. The writing isn't Shakespeare but it's got this blunt honesty about what's happening. No euphemisms. When the sexual content hits it's not romantic. It's transactional and cold and I had to walk away from my laptop for a bit after one scene. Not because it was badly written. Because it was effective.

Only got like 5200 words in the demo so far which is basically a prologue but that's enough to make you feel complicit. The choice system is pretty standard visual novel stuff, click this or that, but the weight behind each click is what gets you. Don't come here expecting a good time. Come here if you want to feel like you need a shower and maybe a confession. The guards are worse than the inmates. That's the point. That's the whole point and it doesn't let you forget it for one second. I keep thinking about that grey skin under the lights.

So my partner and I, we're always looking for games where you can just be a total degenerate without the game judging you for it, you know? This one, Dual Ascension, it starts with you and your best friend, classic setup, and there's this whole magic world and "progression fantasy" thing. Honestly I zoned out a bit on the lore because the main thing, the absolute core of it, is this "secret technique" you unlock. It's basically a cheat code for getting people naked. The first time it clicked, I actually laughed out loud. You're in this tense standoff with some elf guard who's way too serious, and the dialogue options are all like "try to reason" or "use the technique." You pick the technique and suddenly the whole scene just derails into this absurdly detailed, very explicit encounter. The writing doesn't try to be poetic, it's just... direct. "He pulled down her trousers and she gasped," that kind of thing. It knows what it is.

The art is... a choice. It's got that slightly off model, indie visual novel look where sometimes a hand looks like a bunch of bananas and other times the lighting on a pair of tits is weirdly perfect. My partner kept pointing at the screen going "why is his neck so thick?" during a supposedly sexy scene and we'd just lose it. But then, I don't know, the next scene would have this genuinely hot setup with a catgirl and the jankyness somehow made it hotter? Like finding a dirty magazine in the woods. It feels more transgressive than those super polished 3D games that try too hard. There's a part with a slime monster that I wish had more branching options, but it won't be updated so whatever.

We played it on the browser through that itch.io app, and the save system is a bit of a mess, I lost my progress once after a particularly good scene with the blacksmith's daughter and I almost threw my phone. The fetish stuff is there, it's not shy about it, but it's woven in without a big neon sign. It just... happens. One minute you're talking about mana cores, the next you're reading a very detailed description of something involving a tail that I won't spoil. The comedy lands more often than it should, mostly because the main character is such a horny idiot. There's a running joke about his "mana reserves" that's basically just a stamina bar for sex and it's the dumbest thing I've ever loved.