Cold evening, little snow outside, and I end up playing this filthy school side story with Alena instead of watching some boring holiday movie. Honestly feels more like unwrapping a very wrong Christmas present. You jump into her shoes, this shy sporty girl who looks like she should be focusing on track practice or volleyball, not getting dragged across the school by horny classmates who treat her like their personal toy. It starts innocent enough, just you clicking around the campus, chatting, poking at menus, that kind of point and click vibe, but really quick the tone changes. One girl corners her in the locker room, still in her sport uniform, panties already suspiciously tight, and suddenly the “friendly talk” turns into “you’re going to do what we say or the whole school sees those pics.” That blackmail hits early and keeps hanging over everything, like tinsel you can’t take off the tree. You’re not some big macho hero here, you’re managing a humiliated little puppet who blushes so hard she nearly hits ahegao when three girls are using her at once.

The sandbox structure is funny, in a fucked up way. You wander these school locations, outdoor field, showers, classrooms, each click feeling like, okay, where are they going to feed her next. Sometimes you try to be “smart” and avoid the obvious danger spot, then one of the girls calls her out anyway, pulls her in front of a window and turns it into an exhibition show for whoever happens to walk by. And the game just sits there going “yep, this is happening.” Animated scenes sell it even more. Watching Alena on all fours with a vibrator forced deep in her ass while another girl rides her face, and a third smacks her ass red from spanking, you really feel like she doesn’t have one second of control. Oral, vaginal, anal, toys, hands everywhere, it piles up until she’s getting multiple penetration with that empty, broken-in, slutty expression that screams she’s not the same sporty honor student from the intro. The corruption curve is quick and dirty, no slow burn, one day she’s trying to keep her uniform clean for gym, next day she’s licking her classmate’s pussy in the schoolyard while someone records it on their phone and jokes about sending it to the coach. I do wish the management side had just a bit more weight, like your choices messing with her reputation stats or whatever, but the game feels more interested in shoving her into new public use setups and weird lesbian power plays than giving you some neat spreadsheet. Which, yeah, fine, that’s what you’re here for. There are multiple endings hiding in there too, but I got so distracted seeing what else these girls could force on her that I honestly forgot what path I was on half the time. Merry corruption, I guess.

The great aunt is turning 75 and honestly she's the least interesting person at this mountain cabin. Her daughters though. One of them has this ridiculous shelf that the 3D artist clearly spent way too much time on, like they modeled individual veins or something. I kept clicking through dialogue just to see if the camera would pan down again. It does. Frequently.

The male protag is supposedly in his early twenties but moves through the house like a sleep paralysis demon with a boner. The walking animation is janky, collision detection is a suggestion at best, and I once clipped through a wall into a void where I could see all the character models T-posing. Still hot somehow. The incest stuff is just there from minute one, nobody's pretending this is a slow burn. Your character wakes up, walks downstairs, and immediately his mom or aunt or whoever is bending over the kitchen counter with the gravitational pull of a small planet. The lesbian content sneaks up on you later when you least expect it, which was a nice touch. I think I missed a whole scene because I was checking my phone during a loading screen and looked up to something I definitely didn't consent to but also didn't hate.

The 21 day structure means you're grinding through the same rooms over and over. Kitchen, living room, hallway, bedroom. The lighting changes sometimes. There's a birthday party subplot I completely forgot about until someone mentioned cake and I realized oh right, that's why we're here. The milf characters all share the same three facial expressions but the big tits physics engine is working overtime to compensate. I spent twenty minutes trying to trigger a scene with the cousin only to realize I needed to talk to the aunt first, which the game never explains. The dialogue reads like it was translated through three languages then back to English by someone who's only seen family gatherings in porn. Which. Fair enough I guess.

The click and point stuff in this one, it's like they wanted to make a management sim but forgot the management part. You click on a dirty mattress, your character sleeps. You click on a busted fridge, maybe you find a can of beans. The survival loop is bare bones, just a thin excuse to get to the groping and the fucking. And honestly? That's fine. The real porn here is the slow, creeping corruption of the last immune family on earth. The male protag, he's got this milf and a couple others in his little bunker, and the tension isn't just the zombies scratching at the door. It's the voyeurism, the "accidental" touches when passing a ration pack, the way the game lingers on a big ass in torn jeans with no real reason except to make you click on it.

The horror tag is doing some heavy lifting, but not for the reasons you'd think. The post apocalypse setting is just window dressing for a netorare pressure cooker. You start off protecting your group, but the choices quickly slide into exhibitionism and sharing. There's a scene early on with a handmade sex toy that just appears in the inventory, and the dialogue options are basically "use it on her" or "watch her use it." The 2dcg art is deliberately rough, almost sketchy, which makes the whole thing feel like a dirty comic you'd find in a flooded basement. The big tits are comically big, the oral sex scenes are sloppy, and the group sex moments feel claustrophobic and wrong in the best way.

Wish the point and click bits were less tedious. Sometimes you're just pixel hunting for a key while a perfectly good lesbian scene is happening off screen, and you can't even watch. The game teases you with sounds and little text blurbs about what the other survivors are doing, but you're stuck trying to combine a battery with a radio. That's the real horror, honestly. The corruption arc is solid though, watching the last good man turn into the thing that gets everyone infected with something worse than a zombie virus. Just don't expect the survival mechanics to matter after the first twenty minutes. They don't.

Your sister spoils you your whole life, trains you to be her cute little pet, then one day drops the keys to a whole damn apartment complex in your lap and disappears. That’s the basic setup, but it feels more like she sets up a long, slow sexual experiment around you and all her tenants than like a normal “hey, you’re landlord now” story. The place is full of women who are already tangled up with her rules, her kinks, her weird sense of discipline, and now they look at you like a mix of replacement toy, boss, and confused little sub who doesn’t know yet if he or she wants to be on top or on their knees. The sci‑fi layer is not thrown in for cheap lights; it feels like she used tech and contracts and some quiet brainwashing to turn the building into a controlled lab for desire. You walk around thinking the job is just rent and repairs, and ten minutes later you’re deciding if you want to let a tenant milk you until your legs shake, or accept a collar from her and sign away who’s actually in charge.

The game plays a lot with gender choice in a way that actually matters. Picking male or female protagonist doesn’t just swap pronouns and tits size. Some girls want you as a little brother replacement they can tease and edge with slow hand jobs until you babble. Some prefer you as a confused landlady they can flirt with in the corridor, press you against the elevator wall, and slip a toy between your thighs while talking completely normal about water bills. There are lesbian corners of the story that feel like someone watched too much late‑night French cinema and then said “ok but what if they also share a lactation kink and use it to comfort each other after a fight.” One of the better scenes for me was when a strict tenant, who pretends to be all business, quietly pushes you into her room, locks the door, then makes you choose: sit on her face and drip, or kneel on the floor and let her ride your tongue until she decides you’ve earned rent reduction. No fade to black, just this slow, messy domination where you can feel how much she enjoys that you’re supposed to be “landlord” and she still runs the show.

Romance here is twisted but not fake. You do get softer arcs where a girl blushes when you grope her for the first time, then later she’s the one strapping on a toy and pushing it into your ass, talking gently while she fucks you like she’s tucking you into bed. There’s a harem feel, but not the usual “everyone magically loves you instantly” thing. More like your sister stacked the building with women who already have their own desires and problems, and your job is to step into their rhythms. Some tenants want creampie after creampie, using you like a living pump to deal with their stress. Others only open up through toys, through titfucks that turn into confessions, through secret lesbian meetings on the rooftop where they make you watch, hands tied, soaking yourself because they won’t touch you yet. When anal comes up it’s rarely just “oops, backdoor now”, it’s part of this power flow. A tenant sits on your lap, whispers in your ear about how the previous landlord lasted longer, then slowly sinks down on your cock the wrong way around while milking your chest or biting your neck. You keep thinking you’ll flip the script, that you’ll become the real owner, but the longer you stay the more your authority melts into this hazy mix of romance, ownership, humiliation, and very wet thank‑you payments. If you’ve ever wondered how it feels when an apartment complex itself turns into a horny ecosystem where every corridor, every office, and every bed hides a new way for a woman to claim you, this one doesn’t really let you stay neutral. You start as a toy trained by your sister, and half the fun is realizing you never really stop being one.

The car scene at the start, watching the old house shrink in the mirror, that stuck with me more than it should. Not because it's deep or anything, but because the whole game feels like that. A slow pull away from something broken, toward a horizon that's mostly just more problems with a fresh coat of paint. You're this guy, dad fucked off to another family, and now you're the man of a house that's falling apart. Mom's a wreck, sister's... well, she's there. And the phone calls with dad, god, those are the worst. He wants back in but can't, and the game makes you sit with that pathetic energy until you almost respect it.

Almost.

The remake tag is doing some heavy lifting here because the 3DCG still looks like someone discovered rendering last Tuesday. Skin textures have that waxy mannequin sheen, and during a particular blowjob scene with the mom character, her jaw unhinges in a way that made me think of a snake trying to swallow a coconut. I couldn't unsee it. The animation loops are stiff, like action figures being mashed together, but somehow that jank adds to the whole grimy vibe. It's not polished, it's not trying to be, and I weirdly appreciate that. There's a footjob sequence that's so awkwardly framed you can practically see the developer struggling with the camera angles in real time.

The incest stuff is front and center, no coy "step" nonsense, it's just there. Mom, sister, the whole broken family buffet. The adventure tag is a lie though, you're mostly clicking through dialogue trees that lead to the same sticky conclusions. Group scenes unlock later and they're chaotic in a way that feels less like a fantasy and more like a scheduling error. One minute you're having a heartfelt talk about dad abandoning you, the next you're balls deep in a creampie scenario with zero transition. The emotional whiplash is almost the point, I think. Or maybe the writing is just that disjointed. The sex toys make an appearance in a masturbation scene that goes on for so long I alt-tabbed to check if my browser froze. It hadn't. The game just really, really wanted me to watch.

The whole thing runs on a timer. A literal clock in the corner of the screen, ticking down the minutes of a Saturday detention sex ed class. That’s the first thing that got under my skin, not the 3DCG models with their weirdly glossy skin and tits that defy basic physics. It’s the pressure. Three college girls, Mia, Sarah, and Chloe, stuck in a classroom because they blew off orientation. The teacher, a real piece of work named Ms. Hart, isn’t there to lecture. She’s there to… demonstrate. And the game just sits you in that chair and makes you watch the clock.

The renders have this uncooked quality. Like someone hit ‘generate’ and didn’t bother to clean up the weird shadows under the boobs. But honestly, that jank kind of works for the setting. It feels like a cheap educational video from the 90s, the kind a substitute teacher would wheel in on a cart. The audio is mostly just wet sounds and a looping, tinny music track that I swear I’ve heard in a dozen other kinetic novels. You don’t make choices. You just click. Click to see Ms. Hart pull out a comically large purple dildo. Click to see Sarah’s face go red as she’s told to describe a clitoris. The whole thing is a straight line from tardiness to a full-on group scene.

Mia’s storyline is where it gets properly unhinged. There’s a bit with her stepmom, a total MILF stereotype with an ass that looks like two beach balls in a sack, who shows up as a ‘guest lecturer’. The incest tag isn’t a side note, it’s the main event for a solid chunk of the game. The groping starts almost immediately, a hand on a thigh under a desk, and the dialogue is pure porno logic. “This is for your education, sweetie.” Right. The lesbian content between the students feels almost like an afterthought, a quick scene in a bathroom stall that’s over before the timer even hits the halfway mark. I kept waiting for the game to acknowledge how absurd it all was, but it plays the sex ed premise completely straight, which is its own kind of weird comedy. The masturbation scenes are the most detailed, oddly enough, with these extreme close-ups on fingers and toys that the rest of the game’s stiff animations can’t match. It’s a mess. A sticky, unpolished, strangely compelling mess that knows exactly what it is and doesn’t pretend otherwise.

Kat’s stream was popping off, chat going wild while she teased a new cosplay unlock, and I’m sitting there thinking this is just another thirst trap VN with extra steps. Then her stepmom walks in. Full futa, voice like honey poured over gravel, and suddenly the whole vibe shifts. I didn’t expect to be that into the power dynamic, the way she just owns every room she enters. The game calls it a puzzle adventure but honestly the puzzles are whatever, just click around until something lewd happens. What got me was the messy polycule energy, Kat bouncing between her sweet girlfriend and that absolute predator of a math professor, all while her stepmom watches from the sidelines with this knowing smirk.

The voice acting carries hard. Every character sounds distinct, and when the professor drops into that low, commanding tone during a tutoring session that very much is not about calculus, I felt my brain short circuit. There’s a scene where Kat gets caught streaming something she shouldn’t and the chat goes nuclear, donations spamming in while she panics. I laughed, then felt weird about laughing, then kept clicking anyway. The incest tag is there but it’s more about tension than payoff, at least in the build I played, which honestly left me frustrated in a way that might be intentional.

The art is 3DCG with that slightly stiff animation some people hate but I’ve always found charming, like horny mannequins finally getting their moment. Big tits, bigger ass, cosplay outfits that defy physics. One scene has Kat doing a titfuck in a schoolgirl outfit while her girlfriend’s photo faces the wall and I just. The voyeurism mechanics, where you choose what the stream sees versus what actually happens, that’s clever. I wish the police arrival teased in the description had more buildup instead of crashing in like a cutscene from a different game. Anyway the stepmom could step on me and I’d thank her.

I don't know what I expected from a game that calls itself ChariKiss like it's some kind of charity event for desperate lesbians. The 3D models have that distinct look, you know the one, where everyone's skin is slightly too shiny like they've been basted. Our heroine is apparently so thirsty she needs a hydration IV drip, and honestly, same, but the way the game handles this is... a choice.

The groping mechanics. Let me just. They're there. You click and things happen and sometimes the camera angles make it look like two mannequins having a disagreement in a furniture store. But here's the thing I can't stop thinking about the way one of the girls adjusts her glasses before leaning in and my brain just short-circuited. I've played actual polished dating sims on Steam that didn't make me feel anything and this janky browser thing has me actually paying attention to dialogue choices like they matter. The school setting is whatever, generic hallways and classrooms, but there's this one scene behind the gym where I genuinely forgot I was looking at 3DCG that probably took someone three hours to render on a laptop that sounds like a jet engine.

The lesbian content isn't performative or made for someone else's viewing pleasure, which is rare enough that I noticed. It's just girls being into girls in that messy, awkward way where you say something stupid and then want to die about it for three days. The dating sim elements are barebones but functional, choices actually branch somewhere instead of the illusion of choice you get in bigger titles. I keep coming back to it even though the UI looks like a programmer's first Unity project and the music loops every forty seconds. Something about watching our disaster of a protagonist fumble her way through college romance while I enable her worst decisions. The kissing scenes have this weird thing where the lip sync is off by like half a second but somehow that makes it more endearing? I don't know. I've abandoned actual thoughts mid-sentence trying to figure out why this works on me. The groping stuff is whatever, fine, functional, but the moments between the physical stuff where characters actually talk to each other like real humans with bad social skills, that's the part that got its hooks in.

The redhead’s got a name but honestly who cares when her tits are out in the first ten minutes and some fish-man is already whispering sweet nothings about the ocean. It’s a visual novel where you click through dialogue and occasionally pick something, except half the choices are like “give in to the weird sexy dream” or “be a prude” and you know which one unlocks the good scenes. The whole premise is selkies, which I only knew from that one movie where the seal woman gets her skin stolen, but here it’s less tragic and more about getting railed on a rocky beach. The 3DCG is janky, I mean really janky, like someone discovered Daz3D last month and went absolutely feral with the lighting. Shadows on the faces look like mud smears sometimes. But the corruption arc? The slow slide from “I’m investigating this village” to getting spitroasted by two mythic creatures behind a pub? That’s the stuff.

The writing flips between trying to be a proper mystery novel and then just giving up and describing how wet she is. There’s this whole “faerie glamour” meter you have to manage, building resistance, which sounds like gameplay but it’s mostly just an excuse for the protagonist to fail and end up in a gangbang. And I kept getting stuck on one scene where the milf character, who’s supposed to be a landlady or something, starts this whole oral thing in the kitchen and the camera angle is so bizarre it looks like her neck is broken. But then the next scene is a full outdoor anal session with the selkie chief and suddenly I don’t care about the broken neck. The cheating tag is there because I guess she has a boyfriend back home? He’s mentioned like twice and then it’s just cuckolding by omission. The sharing stuff gets wild, there’s a group scene near the end that’s basically a pile of bodies and wet seal skin and I still don’t know what the “Song of the Surf” actually is but it definitely makes people horny. If you’re the type who gets off on the idea of losing control, of being gaslit by magical creatures until you’re begging for it, this’ll hit. Just don’t expect the investigation to make sense. It doesn’t. The mystery is just a delivery system for pussy shots.