"Puzzle Date" is a side project that I wrote while Mortze was working on SWM. It is quite different than our other games. Although it has multiple sex scenes and some semblance of a story, including a Male path and a Lesbian one, it's really a Match3 game where the Match3 parts are a metaphor for what is going on in the date. Go in with eyes open.​

The so secret side of Shibuya Incident! Only open for viewing of Higher-ups! The Confidential Shibuya Files!​

Edgefield feels like someone took a horny college fantasy, fed it to an AI, then actually bothered to fix most of the weird shit that comes out the other side. You start as this 18-year-old kid shipped off to some fancy university that looks like every glossy brochure on Instagram, and you can roll as a guy or a girl, which already puts it ahead of half the usual trash. Game just quietly lets you decide who you want to fuck without preaching, and that part I actually liked. One save I played this smug photography nerd dude who pretended to care about “lighting” while blatantly zooming in on tits and asses, and another save I ran a female MC who basically treated the whole campus like a tasting menu. Both work. You bounce around the dorms, halls, campus spots, clicking on shit like an old point and click, except now the reward is someone dropping to their knees in the laundry room instead of a puzzle piece. It’s sandboxy, but not that fake kind where you have ten locations and nothing to do. Stuff actually happens if you poke around long enough.

The porn is where it stops pretending to be wholesome. The animated scenes are front and center, and they do not shy away from what the tags promise. Big tits that actually move when you fuck them, not that stiff balloon nonsense. Thick asses riding you in slow rhythm while your character tries to pretend they’re “bonding emotionally”. Vaginal scenes have that nice wet slide, you can see hips slamming, thighs shaking. Blowjobs are drawn with way more love than some of the dialogue, tongue work and spit and the whole “eyes watering while they keep going” deal. There’s one scene where you’ve been flirting with this girl in your dorm for a while, and when it finally pays off she’s on her knees in front of your bed, hand on your thigh, bobbing her head slowly at first, then really going for it. The camera angle tilts just enough to catch her tits pressed against your leg, and it’s the exact moment I stopped pretending I was just “testing the sandbox” and alt-tabbed out of Discord. And yeah, the AI CG is noticeable if you stare too long, some fingers look like they got into a fight with a blender and a few faces slide into that strange “almost human but not quite” territory, but somehow it kind of fits the whole cheap, horny college fantasy vibe. You’re not here for museum-quality art. You’re here because the game lets you be a male or female walking disaster, flirt with whoever, click around campus like a perv detective, and eventually end up with a mouth full of cock or a bed squeaking while your roommate pretends not to hear a damn thing.

Thomas and Nancy’s wedding anniversary at an expensive fancy restaurant ends with the both of them in the bathroom. But not exactly together, because Nancy likes her meat thick, dark and dripping. The only gift this cuckold is getting this year is watching his wife get reamed by two other men!​

Hello my dear friend. This is a kinetic story, i know i know... don't freak out, you want to play a game with possibility to choose but this is pre story. Pre story to give a fine little taste for the future, to hit a note that may lead to a melody or a symphony of your hand squish-squash:) Mainly this is pre story of a young(18 years old) girl Anita, who is experiencing new discoveries of her sexuality,body and feelings, but also you can experience the perspective of view and feelings of her father, that i think can give a richer taste. So i hope you will enjoy this story (about 30-45 mins long).
Have a great day/evening/night my friend​!

This one starts like some half-serious detective visual novel, then quietly pulls your pants down while you’re still nodding along to the “we help innocent prisoners” talk. You got the guy who always wanted to be Sherlock but with a dick, his justice-obsessed girlfriend who actually has a spine, and their tiny agency circling the drain. Money problems, boring clients, rent breathing on their neck. Normal noir setup. Then that Sawyer guy shows up, big celebrity detective with slick PR, fake smile, and this vibe like he’s already undressing both of them in his head while talking about “partnership” and “mutual benefit”. First case you do under his name, it still feels mostly clean: interview a witness, follow some shady clerk, connect clues on the board, whatever. You’re thinking “ok, just mystery with boobs here and there”. Then it tilts. Not fast, it’s slower, like a bad idea you decide to try once and then it keeps happening.

I really liked when the game lets you swap between the guy and the girl during one investigation, not in a tutorial way, just suddenly you’re in her head while she’s getting cornered in an office by some rich asshole you’re supposed to be “interviewing”. She’s trying to stay professional, asking about alibis and timelines, and he keeps leaning closer, asking if her boss knows she’s “this tight” with clients. You can play her as stiff and righteous or let her hesitate a bit too long when he touches her thigh. That tiny pause feels worse than any big “corruption meter” bar. Later you jump back into the male POV, sitting in a car outside, thinking she’s just taking long with the questioning, and you can choose to trust her or start doubting. I hate that the coffee cup in that car scene has this ugly texture that looks like it came from some 2009 stock pack on Google Images. Every time I see it I get annoyed and then forget I was annoyed because next thing I’m watching her kneel down in that same asshole’s office, trying to bargain with her mouth for information. I’m not even sure if I liked that scene or if it just stuck in my brain like gum on shoe.

The sex itself, when it hits, is more about situation than some perfect angles. There’s this blowjob in a cramped archive room where she’s trying to keep quiet, filing cabinets all around, dude’s belt clinking every time he bucks his hips. The camera hangs too long on her eyes, red and watery, like the game is asking “this what you wanted, detective?” and yeah, it kind of is, but also you feel like shit in a hot way. Sometimes the romance stuff between the main two actually feels sweet, like when they crash on the office couch after a long case and she climbs on top, just slow vaginal, kissing, talking about their future agency like it’s still theirs. It should be cute, but if you already pushed her down the dirty route, that same scene plays weird in your head because you know what she did last case to get that signed confession. The game never screams “you are corrupting her” in big neon letters, it just quietly offers choices that look practical: accept a shady deal to get access to a crime scene, agree to “private questioning” with a suspect, let the boss handle something off-screen. One moment I liked way too much: Sawyer calling you into his office, closing the blinds, and just calmly describing what “extras” your girlfriend did for a client, while you sit there pretending you knew already. That mix of mystery, humiliation, and powerplay feels filthy in a way Pornhub never hits. And then you’re back at your desk, filling out case notes as if nothing happened, like this is just another Tuesday at the agency. I forgot what I was even mad about. Something with that cup. Whatever.

Everything in this game starts in such a painfully normal way that it kind of hurts more. Just a guy, absolutely obsessed with his girlfriend, like "she is my whole world" level, the kind of dude who keeps cute couple pics in a hidden Telegram folder and thinks that makes him lowkey romantic instead of a clown. Then you walk into the living room and she is there with another man, not even trying to hide it, like this is a casual Tuesday. That first scene feels almost boring visually, but the timing of the voice lines and the silence between them, that stuff hit me harder than any fancy effect. His voice cracks when he tries to sound calm, like he wants to say "what are you doing?" but it comes out half breath, half broken laugh. And her tone is not cartoon evil, it’s soft and a bit annoyed, like he just interrupted a Netflix show. That tiny detail made the whole thing feel way dirtier than if she was just yelling "you’re useless." I’m a VA nerd, so I notice where they cut the breath sounds, and here they leave them in, slightly messy, like a real cheap porn audio, but somehow it works. I had my headphones on and legit felt uncomfortable in a good, fucked up way.

Once his whole impotence thing starts becoming a real plot point, the game leans hard into teasing and humiliation, but it doesn’t scream it at you. She starts talking to him differently. There is this one scene where she’s sitting on the couch in just an oversized t‑shirt, legs bare, feet in his lap, and her voice goes all sweet while she is casually stroking the other guy with her toes, not even looking at him. Voice actress there nails this fake girlfriend tone, like "you know I still love you, right?" followed by a moan that is very clearly not for him. I paused the game and actually replayed that line in VLC just to study the drop in pitch when she says "love". It’s not clean studio quality, you can hear the room, maybe a cheap mic on OBS or something, and I weirdly liked that more. It gives this voyeur vibe, like you’re hearing something from a neighbor’s wall instead of a polished hentai OVA. At the same time, sometimes the male moans from the bull feel copy‑pasted between scenes, which pulled me out of it once I noticed. Now I can’t unhear it and it annoys the hell out of me, but I kept playing anyway, so I guess that says something.

Later parts go pretty hard on the whole psychological spiral. The protagonist’s internal voiceover shifts from shame to this creepy acceptance way too smoothly, and that is where the multiple viewpoint thing kicks in. Hearing her thoughts while she’s getting pounded in the bedroom, knowing he is in the hallway "guarding the door", is wild. She’s thinking about how small his pride feels now, while her actual voice is all breathy and playful, half laughing when the other guy tells him to come closer and watch. And there is this balcony scene that got stuck in my head: she makes him stand outside while she rides the guy on the sofa near the window, telling him in this light, joking tone to "keep an eye out for neighbors", and the actress throws in these tiny giggles every time the couch squeaks louder. It sells the exhibitionism perfectly without needing some huge monologue. Also, I’m not even a big foot guy and still the way she uses her feet on both men, with those smug little comments, made me go "ok, maybe I get it now". The whole thing is messy, sometimes the timing is off, one transition cut is brutal as hell and made me laugh, but the rawness of the voices, the awkward breathing, the moments where someone talks over someone else and they didn’t edit it out, that all makes the NTR hit much harder than some ultra-polished VN with sterile moans. It feels like listening to a relationship slowly rot in your ear, and yeah, that’s exactly as hot and as miserable as it sounds.

Royal Madness is probably the closest thing to a horny fairytale written by a very drunk court painter who really likes cats with huge tits and smug faces. You’re tossed in as Lewis, bastard ocelot prince, and the world instantly treats your royal blood like a kink rather than a title. It’s not subtle about it. Every rival, every “enemy,” every supposed threat ends up circling one question: are you fucking them into your harem, or are they turning you into their cute little pet instead. The game doesn’t pretend to be noble. It treats power as a sex toy and nobility as an excuse to collar people and re-style their bodies until they match your tastes a bit too perfectly.

What I liked is that the characters aren’t just recolors of the same cat-girl with different boobs. The art actually feels like someone sat there and thought “ok, what if a smug lioness warlord had hips like a fertility statue and armor that only makes sense if her nipples are a political statement.” Sometimes it looks messy, lines a bit shaky, anatomy going off on its own adventure, but that fits the energy. It’s not corporate clean, more like horny sketchbook that got out of control. There is this rhino general, for example, huge chest, scars across the muzzle, and when you win their challenge the magic doesn’t just slap “now they are pretty” filter. No, you literally watch the body warp piece by piece, broad muscles smoothing or sharpening, maybe the tits swelling stupidly big while they gasp halfway between outrage and getting turned on by losing. That slow change hits way harder than a simple “transformation finished” screen.

The actual structure is that loose sandbox style where you hop from one hot mess to another, switching perspective between male and female protagonist when the story feels like it, not when you are ready. One scene you’re Lewis using magic to slowly erode the pride of a tiger knight, teasing him until his cock and even his voice betray how much he wants to kneel. Next time the game flips and you’re playing as one of your own ex-rivals, now loyal, wandering your palace and accidentally starting something filthy with a new intruder who thought they’d be the one on top. That shift is the fun part. You see the same harem from different eyes, sometimes as a conqueror, sometimes as the newest toy, sometimes as the one being “improved” by your own magic. And the kinks slide around too. One route gives you a stacked lion queen that you carefully nudge from terrifying monarch into doting, overprotective mommy dom, then another throws you against a seemingly submissive bunny clerk that ends with you collared, hips reshaped, moaning her name while she tests how flexible ocelot royalty can be when properly “reformed.” Half the time I was cursing at the tiny UI buttons and weird pacing, the other half I was staring at the screen of my phone on the tram, trying not to bite my lip like a complete idiot.

If you really want to squeeze every filthy drop out of it, don’t rush straight to the obvious sex scenes. Poke around the challenges, lose on purpose sometimes, see how the transformations twist when you’re the loser instead of the victor. Talk to characters again after you’ve changed them, especially the big tits crowd and the ones who pretended they didn’t care about you. Watch how their new bodies and new roles corrupt their own original goals. Treat each battle less like a level and more like a negotiation with the world’s nastiest fashion designer. That’s where the game actually gets hot.

Under the harsh gym lights, heated encounters unfold, where every brush of skin challenges the limits of loyalty. The tension thickens, turning playful teasing into an intoxicating game of risk and surrender.

The golden sands conceal whispered secrets and brazen acts under the blazing sun. Every glance and touch carries the weight of temptation, fueling fantasies that dare to break free.

The mundane setting of the mall transforms into a labyrinth of voyeuristic pleasures and stolen moments. Hands wander boldly beneath clothing, and eyes feast on forbidden sights, feeding an insatiable hunger.

From gym to beach to mall, each scene threads together a tapestry of seduction, risk, and revelation. Together, these episodes reveal a story where pleasure and peril intertwine, testing how far one will go for satisfaction.