The whole thing runs on this weird tension where nobody says what they actually mean. Rune and Devon, two guys circling each other in some harbor town that feels permanently overcast. The art is 2D, kind of sketchy, like the artist couldn't be bothered to clean up the lines but honestly that's what makes it work. Polished would ruin it.

Spent way too long on the first scene where they just... stand there. Looking at boats maybe? I don't remember. What I remember is how Devon's tail moves when he's nervous. He's a fox, or wolf, something canine. The furry tag is there but it's not like, the main event. It's just how these characters exist. The real thing is watching two damaged people pretend they're not already halfway obsessed with each other. There's this moment where Rune offers Devon a place to stay and the dialogue is so painfully awkward I had to close the tab and stare at my ceiling for a bit. Relatable content.

The sex scenes hit different because of all that buildup. Oral, anal, the usual positions but with this desperate edge. Creampie finishes that feel earned rather than just checked off a list. The male protagonist perspective stays consistent, which I appreciate even though I kept wishing for a switch to Devon's POV during certain moments. Won't happen though. That's not what this side story is doing. It's connected to Dawn Chorus apparently but I never played that and honestly you don't need to. The romance is the kind where nobody uses the word love until it's already too obvious.

Sound design is nonexistent. I played my own playlist over it which somehow made everything more intense. There's this one scene in a kitchen that I'm still thinking about three days later. Not even a sex scene. Just... tension. The game understands that waiting is hotter than anything else.

The cutscene where Voluptas first appears is a mess. I mean that in a good way? Her boobs clip through her own divine robes, the Honey Select 2 lighting makes her look like she's standing under a flickering fluorescent tube in a basement, and her voice lines are pure cheese. But there's something about that unpolished, almost amateurish framing that makes the whole thing work. It feels like a fever dream, not a product. The animation studio in me screams about keyframe smoothing, but the degenerate in me just clicks through to the size control power. The power is literally a slider. You meet a girl, the dialogue is what you'd expect from a translated isekai fantasy, and then you get a UI element that lets you inflate her chest like a balloon. The first time you use it on the elf girl, the mesh stretches with this weird, unnatural deformation that's honestly more fascinating than any perfectly sculpted 3DCG model. It's janky, and that jank is the whole personality.

The sandbox loop is basically nonexistent. You wander, you talk, you fuck. The masturbation scenes are oddly detailed, the camera lingering on the protagonist's hand like it's the most important character model in the game. And then, during a spanking scene with the catgirl, the sound effect just... stops. No fade, no resolution. It's a bug, obviously. But it's the kind of bug that makes you laugh and then immediately forget as the next creampie scene loads with a breast expansion animation that looks like someone's first Blender tutorial. The harem building is just a checklist, but the oral sex animations have this one specific, sloppy tongue motion that feels weirdly authentic compared to the robotic vaginal sex loops.

The whole isekai setup is just an excuse, and the game knows it. The goddess gave you the power of size control, and you use it. That's it. The romance tag is a lie, it's just a series of escalating, messy, physics defying encounters. I wish there was a DLC that added some actual tension, maybe a rival with a shrinking power, or a scene where the expansion goes wrong and you have to deal with the consequences. Something to break the monotony of the slider. The jank is charming until it isn't, and then it's just a broken sound effect during a hand job and you're staring at a static image wondering why you're still clicking.

So this dude is writing in his diary about how his wife got passed around and honestly the whole setup feels like a therapy session gone wrong. The notebook thing, like okay we get it you're reflective but also you're clearly getting off on remembering this. The game is Memories and it's all about this guy piecing together how a dumb website basically nuked his marriage. The 3dcg is rough, I mean deliberately unpolished is the tagline right? Faces look like melted candles sometimes but the bodies, the bodies they spent time on. Specifically her body. The way the animation loops during the groping scenes is so stiff it becomes hypnotic, like a weird sex doll diorama.

There's this one scene at a party where the corruption really kicks in and she's just letting some guy feel her up while the husband watches from across the room. The teasing is the whole point, that slow burn of her getting more bold. The oral sex animations are janky, the sound is basically just wet slaps, but the interracial scenes have this raw energy that the rest of the game lacks. Wish there was more actual exhibitionism instead of just talking about it in the diary entries, you know? Like show me the mall scene you keep referencing, don't just write about it in a notebook.

The netorare tag is doing heavy lifting here because the protagonist is so passive it's almost a comedy. He's just scribbling away while his wife is getting creampied in the next memory. The handjob parts feel like an afterthought compared to the full vaginal sex scenes. The cheating is so blatant it wraps back around to being sad, and the game never really decides if it wants you to feel bad or horny. Probably both. The corruption arc is predictable but the specific moment where she stops hiding the website notifications on her phone, that little detail, that's the real horror. The game just ends. No resolution, just another memory fragment and then nothing. Like the dev got bored mid

So Tora Productions, right? The people who do those really long, slow-burn visual novels with actual character arcs. This ain't that. This is what happens when the writer gets bored while the artist is busy. It's a match-3 game. Like, Bejeweled. You're swapping gems to make lines of three while a date happens around you.

The gimmick, and I use that word lovingly, is that the puzzle board is supposed to be a metaphor for the date itself. When you're doing well, clearing the board, the conversation flows and clothes start coming off. When you get stuck, the date gets awkward. It's a cute idea that kinda falls apart the moment you actually need to focus on not failing the puzzle while a perfectly looped animation of a girl with absolutely massive tits is getting her ass fingered on the side of the screen. You have a male path and a lesbian path, which is nice, but the lesbian one feels like someone just swapped the pronouns and called it a day. The 3DCG models are... look, they're from that era, you know the one. Slightly plastic skin, hair that doesn't quite move right, but the animators knew what they were doing with the jiggle physics. I'll give them that.

The anal scene in the swinging couple's route caught me off guard, not gonna lie. You're trying to line up four blue gems and suddenly there's a close-up of a tongue going somewhere that made me drop my phone. The multiple protagonist thing is weird because you switch perspectives and it's like, wait, who am I supposed to be horny for now? The teasing parts work better than the actual sex sometimes, that little dance of the puzzle getting harder as the clothes come off. Wish there was more group stuff that wasn't locked behind perfect scores. The oral animations loop too fast, it's like watching a dog lap water. But that one match-3 power-up that clears the whole board while the character on screen has a very vocal reaction? That's good game design, I don't care what anyone says.

Eric, the character of 'Big Brother', the famous Dark Silver game, is probably one of the most controversial characters. The world is divided into two parts: those who love Eric and those who hate him. Yes, of course Eric, the character who faces the young Max from 'Big Brother'!
But we start at the very beginning, right at the first meeting between Eric and Ann. And if you don't like it, you just have to give up the game. Of course, you will find a lot of characters from the original game and new ones that gradually integrate into the main story. Enjoy it!​

Outlet. Right. So the whole premise is you're this Venezuelan guy, El Pana, landing in some tiny Argentine town called Trenque Lauquen. Starting from zero. And look, I respect the hustle angle, the whole "building a new life" thing. But the game seems to forget that about five minutes in, because suddenly you're not worried about finding work or a place to stay. You're just... stumbling into every big titted milf in a 50 kilometer radius. The "small town, big hell" tagline is cute, but the only hell here is trying to keep your dick in your pants long enough to remember you're supposed to be an immigrant with dreams, not just a walking libido.

The renders are that specific kind of 3dcd where the skin looks a bit too glossy, like everyone's been oiled up for a photoshoot that never ends. There's this one scene, early on, with a titjob that feels like it was animated by someone who studied physics but only the physics of silicone. It's hypnotic in a weird way. The interracial stuff is front and center, obviously, and the game doesn't pretend to be subtle about it. You get a handjob from a character whose name I've already forgotten because the dialogue is so stilted it feels like it was run through three different translators and then just given up on. "Starting from scratch was never easy." Yeah, no shit, especially when the scratch is just a series of increasingly unlikely sexual encounters.

I spent way too long trying to figure out the romance path with this one milf, the one with the massive ass, and the game just... forgets its own logic. One minute you're having a deep conversation about your past, the next she's on her knees and the "romance" tag feels like a cruel joke. The oral sex animations are fine, I guess, if you're into that dead eyed stare thing. But the masturbation scenes? They go on forever. Like the dev forgot to add a "stop" button. Honestly, the whole thing feels like a fever dream where the male protagonist's inner monologue is just a series of grunts. I kept playing though. Not sure why. Maybe it's the slutty neighbor character. She's got this energy that almost makes the terrible writing worth it. Almost.

ok so this game is basically a 5 minute fever dream where you bang your stepmom. that's it. no deep lore, no branching paths that matter, just straight to the point. the 3dcg is... look, it's deliberately unpolished right? like someone learned daz3d last week and said "fuck it, ship it." the models have that weird plastic sheen and the stepmom's proportions are absolutely ridiculous. her tits are the size of beach balls and her ass could have its own gravitational pull. i'm not complaining exactly but the clipping during the cowgirl scene made me laugh out loud.

the animation loops are stiff as hell. there's this one handjob sequence where her wrist bends at an angle that would send a normal person to the ER. and the sound design? what sound design. it's just wet slapping noises that sound like someone stirring mac and cheese. i wish there was at least some grunting or something but whatever, we're not here for oscar bait.

you get maybe three choices total and they all lead to the same creampie finish. the male protag is a silent blob with no personality. the stepmom calls him "sweetie" like 40 times in 200 words of dialogue. it's almost hypnotic. the anal scene comes out of nowhere, no buildup, just "hey wanna try my ass" and then you're in there. i respect the efficiency honestly. the bbw tag is doing heavy lifting here, she's thick in that specific daz3d way where the skin textures don't quite line up at the joints. still fapped though. the oral scene has this weird thing where her tongue never actually touches anything, just hovers. it's like watching a nature documentary about bees. for a game called "very short vn" they weren't lying. it's over before you can even get properly situated. the creampie finish is satisfying i guess but then it just... ends. no aftercare, no cuddling, just a black screen.

Sullen PSYCHO is this weird fucking game where Allan just... accepts everything. One minute he's nowhere, the next he's in some gothic castle with a skeleton cracking bad jokes and a succubus whose tits are basically a physics experiment. The art style. It's deliberately unpolished, right? But that's the charm. Like a sketchbook filled with cum stains. The animations during the anal scenes are surprisingly smooth though. Caught me off guard. There's this one part with a knight lady, full armor except her massive ass hanging out, and Allan just grins like he won a scratchcard. You control this dumbass through conversations that make zero sense and somehow lead to pov vaginal sex that feels earned? I don't know.

The humor lands because Allan never questions why he's throatfucking a ghost in a library. He just goes with it. Multiple endings pop up based on how horny or chaotic you play him. My first run ended with him becoming the castle's new trickster god or some shit. Second run he got pegged by a demon and just... stayed there. The male domination tag is there but it's more like Allan thinks he's in charge while everything spirals. Relatable.

The voyeurism scenes. Fuck. You'll stumble on things happening in side rooms, animated loops of creatures going at it, and the game doesn't frame it as a reward. It's just there. Like the castle itself is breathing sex. The ai cg gives everything this uncanny valley feel, faces sometimes melting mid blowjob, but that makes the hot moments hit harder. When a scene actually aligns, when the big tits and the weird lighting and Allan's stupid grin all sync up, it's genuinely hot. Then a skeleton walks in and ruins it. I kept replaying not for the sex but to see what absurdity Allan would shrug at next. The adventure part isn't deep. It's barely there. But I kept clicking.

Haruto’s summer feels like one of those tarot spreads where every card is from the Cups suit but all of them reversed. Heat outside, heat inside, and nowhere to run. You’re stuck in that tiny apartment with Rei, who is pure Queen of Pentacles energy if the artist decided to give her a massive ass and soft, heavy tits spilling out of cheap house clothes that cling because of sweat. She moves around the kitchen, wiping her neck, pulling the fabric away from her chest for air, and you just sit there pretending to look at your phone while actually watching every jiggle like it’s a ritual. The whole place smells like summer, laundry that never fully dries, a bit of cheap perfume, and something old since the so-called grandfather shows up. He crashes into the story like the Tower card, loud, smelly, shameless, taking up space on the couch and in Rei’s personal bubble, and the game just lets you sit in that discomfort. At first you only catch little things: his hand on her lower back “by accident,” the way he stares at her cleavage when she bends to pick something, the way Rei pretends not to notice. You have options to pretend you don’t see, to peek through doors, to listen from your room. And of course you peek. Everyone peeks.

The voyeur stuff hits early. You sit on your thin mattress with the door cracked, watching Rei serve him tea in a thin tank top that shows her nipples when the light hits right. He “comforts” her about bills, rent, “a woman shouldn’t worry about money” kind of bullshit, while his hand rests way too low on her hip. The game lets you choose to stay hidden, or step out and say something, or just lean harder into your secret corruption fantasy. If you keep quiet, later you see Rei in the hallway, late at night, her hair messy, legs trembling, trying to fix her panties while the old man shuffles back to his room with this disgusting satisfied grin. It’s not some romantic slow burn. It feels cheap, sweaty, dirty, like a Five of Pentacles scene happening in a cramped Japanese apartment instead of a church door. At the same time, you get these private scenes with her where she accidentally flashes you bending over, you catch a full view of that big ass in tight shorts, and she scolds you but doesn’t really shut the door. She asks if you’re okay, strokes your hair a bit too long, presses her tits into your shoulder in a way that makes you wonder if she really doesn’t notice or if she’s pretending.

Sora is a whole different suit, like Swords. Sharp tongue, bored eyes, always with some game in her hands, leaning back with her legs spread just enough to test your self control. She sees right through the old man, and through you. There is this scene where she trades some stupid card game for “favors” with him, playful on the surface. She sits on his lap, wiggling on purpose, whispering in his ear, but her eyes are dead serious. You watch from the doorway, not sure who is actually in control. Later, in her room, she teases you for being “such a perv,” then drops to her knees and takes you into her mouth without changing her bored expression, like it is just another game level to clear. She wipes the cum with the back of her hand and says something like “don’t get attached, I’m just killing time,” and you feel weirdly used and still grateful. The corruption threads start to knot together slowly. Rei gets more needy, more lonely, letting the old man finger her on the couch under a blanket while she pretends to sleep. Sora experiments with prostitution vibes online, sending daring photos from that body that is way too developed for how she speaks, and you can choose to encourage her or try to “save” her while jerking off to the same pics. Oral scenes feel raw, sloppy, close-up, spit on cock, messy mouth, sometimes with Rei trying to act like it is for love, sometimes with Sora making a joke about “you like watching, right?” before swallowing every drop. Creampie shows up when lines are already crossed: thick cum buried deep in Rei while she clings to the old man, moaning like a wife cheating in her own bedroom, or inside Sora while she grins and whispers that now “someone owns this house for real.” The game loops again and again around the same apartment, same doors, same rooms, but every little choice twists who belongs to who, who gets corrupted, who gets dominated. It is slow, uncomfortable, horny, pathetic and somehow exactly like pulling the Devil card three times in the same reading and deciding to keep shuffling anyway.