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.

I don't know what I expected from a game that lists "futanari" and "mind control" right next to "romance" and "mystery" like they're all just casual Tuesday activities. The school setting feels less like a place of learning and more like a pressure cooker where everyone's moral compass got left in their other pants. You're this guy, right? Just existing. Then suddenly you're groping your way through conversations while the psychological horror creeps in from the edges like mold on forgotten bread.

The slow burn thing is real though. Too real maybe. Spent way too long clicking through dialogue about everyday life while my cursor hovered impatiently over the next choice, wondering when someone would finally get naked. And then they do. Multiple times. With enthusiasm. The vaginal sex scenes are animated with this weird attention to detail that makes you forget for a second that the plot is apparently about "the weight of morality" or whatever. The creampie finishes feel almost artistic. Almost. Then the netorare kicks in and you remember oh right, this game wants to hurt me emotionally while also turning me on. Confusing boner territory.

The corruption arc doesn't sneak up on you so much as it announces itself with a megaphone then gaslights you into thinking you chose this. Which I guess you did. The male domination path lets you be an absolute bastard while the female domination route had me questioning things about myself I'd rather not examine too closely. The mystery elements are actually decent when they bother to show up between all the titfucking. Wish the graphic violence had been more graphic and less "blink and you'll miss the trauma." The multiple endings thing is a lie by the way. There's like three real endings and then a bunch of "oops you died" screens that don't count. The sharing tag is doing some heavy lifting in the description but in practice it's mostly just watching other people have sex while your character has feelings about it. Voyeurism with extra steps and emotional damage.

My Netorase Delusions looks like it was drawn on a budget of three yen and a half eaten bag of chips. The 2DCG art has this weird charm though, like finding a porno mag from 2003 under a park bench. You play this salaryman, right, typical dude with a sexy wife and a boring life. Big tits on her, the artist really focused there. And then he gets into cuckolding. Not the angry jealous kind, more like the "hmm, what if I let that big delivery guy have a go?" kind of thoughtful. The whole thing feels like a fever dream you'd have after too much cheap beer.

The animation is... there. Sometimes. A handjob scene with a black guy I picked from a list, it was like watching a slideshow where someone forgot half the slides. But the voice acting, man. The wife's little gasps, the way she says things she shouldn't. That's the real hook. The soundtrack is just some loop that drills into your skull, I muted it after five minutes and put on some lo-fi hip hop, which honestly made the whole thing way more surreal. There's a trap character, which was a surprise. A choice came up and I just stared at the screen for a solid minute, not gonna lie.

It's a visual novel, so you click and read. You pick which guy gets to, you know, share your wife. The milf tag is strong here, she's got that mature vibe that makes the whole netorare thing hit different. The male protagonist is such a wet blanket, I wanted to slap him, but also, I kept clicking. The English is broken in a way that feels intentional, like the creator just typed what felt right. It's not polished, it's a mess, a glorious, horny mess. Like a story told by a drunk friend who keeps forgetting the point but you're too invested to stop him.

52 years old, a priest, and three nuns. Not your typical harem opener, but here we are. Right away the game looks like someone’s first Blender project that escaped into the wild. Low poly faces, lighting that can't decide if it's day or eternal damnation. Honestly, it adds to the whole creepy church vibe. The old priest can barely walk without his robe clipping through his own legs. But you're not here for walking animations.

The mind control mechanic? It drops early. Found this crypt under the church, and suddenly things get... unholy. The nun with the massive... habit, let's say, gets these glassy eyes. Next thing I know, the spanking animation starts looping. Sound bug made the slap noise happen three times delayed. Echoey. I laughed, but then she moaned and the titfuck scene initiated with zero transition. Just poof, robes evaporate, physics go wild. Those big tits have a mind of their own, jiggling like jelly on a subway train. It's a mess.

But during that same scene, the priest's dead-eyed stare directly into the camera while she's going down on him actually felt... effective? Disturbing. Like a true predator. Then you meet the landlady, a classic MILF type, huge ass, and there's this weird side thing about helping a kid get with her. Or corrupt her yourself with the new BDSM toy shared inventory. I went full domination route, obviously. The pregnancy reveal later was a text box. Just a black screen with white words. "She is with child." Anticlimactic? Sure. But stuck in my head? Yeah. That and the mystery of what's actually in that crypt. The 3DCG is ugly-beautiful, like a car crash where everyone's naked.

The "Best Accidental Cuckolding Simulator" award goes to this game, no contest. It starts with a premise so simple it's almost stupid: you're a guy who gets a weird thrill thinking about his wife with other men. What follows is less a game and more a series of increasingly unhinged scenarios where you nudge her toward infidelity while pretending you're just being a supportive husband. The 3DCG models have that slightly stiff, glossy look where the boobs seem to defy physics in a way that's both ridiculous and hypnotic. You know the style. It's not trying to be realistic, it's trying to be... a lot.

There's this one scene early on where she's bent over the kitchen counter, and some guy you barely know is "helping" her reach something from a high shelf. His hand slides from her waist to her ass with the subtlety of a brick through a window. She glances back at you, and the expression on her face is this perfect mix of "should I stop?" and "I know you're watching." That's the whole game right there. That look. The teasing is relentless, and the female domination angle creeps in through her realizing she holds all the cards. You thought you were orchestrating things? Cute.

The voyeurism mechanics are basically just choosing where to hide or when to "accidentally" walk in. It's clunky. Sometimes the camera angles fight you, and I spent five minutes once trying to get a view that wasn't blocked by a lamp. A lamp! But then there's a handjob scene in a car that's so awkwardly animated it circles back to being hot, like watching a nature documentary about suburban swingers. The sharing tag is the whole point, but it's less about group stuff and more about that slow, deliberate erosion of boundaries. I wish there was more actual cheating fallout, some consequence beyond the next scene loading, but that's not what this is. It's a fantasy loop. You're not here for the story. You're here for that moment when she locks eyes with you while another man's hands are full of her tits, and she smiles like she's just won something.

The first thing that gets me is the sound design. Not the music, that's fine, whatever. But the footsteps. There's this one hallway in Olivia's new apartment building, and the echo is just slightly off. Like the reverb tail was sampled in a bathroom instead of a corridor. Drove me absolutely crazy for ten minutes while I was trying to figure out if the neighbor was going to be a problem. You know how it is in these games, new town, everyone's a potential threat or a potential fuck.

And that's the thing about Somnia Bay, right? It's a pressure cooker. Monique, with her ridiculous curves packed into cheap clothes that scream "former luxury," is trying to keep her kids safe from this Edward psycho. But the game doesn't let you just hide. It pushes you into these grimy situations. I spent a whole session just working Olivia's shift at the local diner, letting the cook's eyes crawl all over her ass while she's scraping plates. The teasing is brutal. A hand on the small of her back, a "friendly" offer to drive her home. You know he's imagining bending her over the prep counter, and the animations, when they finally trigger, are sharp. 4K doesn't lie. You see the flush on her skin, the way her big tits spill out of a cheap bra. The sharing tag isn't just a suggestion, it's the whole economy of this place.

Then there's David's side. Getting pulled into some backroom poker game with the local thugs. The tension is thick, but the real action is what's happening on the screen of a phone one of them leaves unlocked. A voyeur cam set up in a bedroom. Grainy footage of a milf, probably someone's mom, going to town on herself with a toy. It's hot in a sleazy, you-shouldn't-be-watching way. The game is built on that feeling. The netorare angle isn't just a path, it's baked into the air. You're constantly making choices that feel like you're pimping out your own family just to survive. Let the landlord "help" with the rent. Don't make a scene when a stranger's hand finds Monique's thigh on the bus. The multiple protagonists thing means you're orchestrating a symphony of bad decisions from all sides. The interracial and group scenes I've stumbled into feel less like curated porn and more like a slow-motion car crash you can't look away from. Wait, did I mention the groping on the bus? It's a small moment, but the way the fabric of her skirt bunches up in his fist is a detail that's just... stuck with me. The game's unpolished in weird ways, some dialogue trees feel like they were translated through a blender, but then it hits you with an image or a sound cue that's so perfectly, disgustingly real you forget what you were complaining about. The secrets buried in this town are less about plot and more about just how far down the gutter these people can drag you.