Mr. SmallCockMC is the kind of main guy you normally skip in porn games. Tiny dick, average face, no special power fantasy, just this regular dude with a smoking hot thick wife who really should be out of his league. That is kinda the hook here. The game leans hard into the humiliation, sharing, and “why is she with him” feeling. You start simple, like normal couple stuff, some teasing, some groping in public that looks almost sweet if you ignore the fact that she keeps locking eyes with other men while your guy is just trying to keep up. The first time you take her to that bar, when she goes in with a modest top and comes back from the bathroom with her tits clearly outlined and no bra, that’s when you understand what kind of story this is. MC does the usual cope: “I’m totally fine with it, I like her being sexy.” Yeah, sure, dude.

The scenes go from low-key to pretty fucking raw faster than the art quality deserves. You know when a game looks a bit cheap in the menu, but then you hit a blowjob scene and suddenly it just clicks? There is this one bit where your wife is on her knees in a parking lot, blowing a black guy against the side of a car, and MC is literally half in the frame, pretending he is checking his phone. That tiny moment when the text lets you choose if he “pretends not to watch” or “admits he likes it” hits harder than it should. The writing feels clumsy and hot at same time, like a horny guy who learned English from Pornhub comments, which I mean as a compliment. Sometimes the grammar trips, sometimes the pacing dies, sometimes a joke about traps pops in out of nowhere and then it is just gone. There is this trap character who shows up at a swinger party and your wife stares at the bulge longer than at your MC the whole game, and the scene does not even finish the way you expect, it just leaves you hanging while she is grinding on them in front of everyone. The game loves to start sex in one place and end it somewhere completely different, like a browser with ten porn tabs open and no clear plan.

The hot part is how often you are not really in control. You pick options, yeah, but it feels like the wife is the one driving the story. She flashes her big ass at the pool, she “accidentally” bends over in front of neighbors, she sits on a guy’s lap in a club while you stand there like a forgotten extra, and suddenly you are watching double penetration while your choices are basically emotional damage modifiers. Sometimes MC gets to join, sometimes he just holds the camera, sometimes he does nothing and just listens to her moan for someone else through a thin wall. There is a scene in a cheap hotel room where your wife is on all fours, spit shining a thick cock, another guy lining up behind her, and MC’s only “action” is deciding if he calls her name or stays quiet so they forget he is even there. That kind of shit sticks with you. The game is horny, mean, funny in a stupid way and also a bit sad when it wants, but never really polished. The UI is kind of ugly, some transitions are awkward, one of the backgrounds looks like it came from some ancient dating sim and nobody cared. Still, when your sexy wife walks out wearing almost nothing and says she found “some new friends” and you realize the scene is about to be her getting shared like a toy while your guy tries not to cry, all that roughness suddenly fits. It feels dirty in the right way, like a fantasy you would never admit in real life, but you keep clicking anyway.

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.

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.

This one feels like walking into a Pinterest-perfect living room that secretly smells like sex and bad decisions. You play as the husband, trying to hold your life together with duct tape and half-baked ideas, while your wife looks like she walked out from a lingerie catalog and somehow still wears those boring house shorts that every married woman has. She’s soft, curvy in all the right places, but not "plastic pornstar" type, more like the hot neighbor who pretends she does yoga for fitness but it’s really to show ass in tight pants. The game lets you stare. A lot. Her tits move, her ass jiggles when she bends, her lips shine when she’s… busy. The animations are not perfect, sometimes her hair clips a bit and I wanted to yell at the screen like "girl, fix your bangs," but then you watch her slowly drop to her knees in front of some guy that is not you and suddenly you forget physics bugs even exist.

What I like is that it doesn’t pretend you’re a hero. You’re kind of a mess. Money problems, bad choices, that dumb "genius" plan to fix everything with homemade porn. And of course it starts "normal," with you filming her sucking you off on the couch, her looking a little shy but clearly horny, the camera wobbling, the light in the room just slightly too warm. Very amateur vibe, like those videos that show up on the front page of Pornhub and you swear they’re real couple content. Then your old school friend shows up, and he’s one of those guys who dresses too clean for his income, you know? Perfect watch, white teeth, big smile that screams "I fuck wives." I hated him instantly. Then I watched him grab her ass on camera while you hold the phone, and my inner Fashion Police forgot everything. The shirt he wears is ugly, but the way his hands spread her cheeks while she sits half naked on his lap, that’s... styling of a different kind. The dev knows how to frame bodies. Thighs, tongues, spit. When she deepthroats him, you see the lipstick smear, a little mascara mess, and her wedding ring flashing when she holds his shaft. That detail hit harder than any dialogue. Also I will never forgive the beige bra they gave her in one scene. She looks like a goddess and they put supermarket lingerie on her. Crime.

The game likes to push you into that space where you’re not sure if you’re filming your wife or auctioning her. You get choices, sure, like "let him just watch" or "let him touch" or "fuck it, let them go all the way while you keep recording." Sometimes you try to keep control and it still feels like sand slipping between your fingers. One moment you’re proud she looks so sexy in that tight dress you picked, her cleavage almost illegal, legs shiny with oil, high heels you absolutely know are coming off only after someone has her bent over the kitchen table. Next moment, she’s on her knees in front of a stranger you barely know, gagging on his dick while she gives you this half-guilty, half-hungry look. Interracial scenes come in too, and the dev leans into size difference, skin contrast, all that porn energy, not shy at all. If you’re the jealous, possessive type, it hits like a truck, because you can see every detail. Drool, moans, the way her body opens when someone bigger spreads her, and you’re there like an idiot holding the camera. Weird thing, though: sometimes the husband’s outfit looks like he dressed in the dark. Terrible jeans. But when your wife is riding another man while holding your hand, whispering that she still loves you with his cock buried inside her, fashion kinda stops mattering. Or maybe that’s exactly the style of this game: ugly reality, hot wife, bad choices, and pussy getting shared like it’s just another item on the menu. You think you’re in charge, but the real protagonist is her, with her painted nails on some other guy’s chest, her moans filling the small apartment while your bank account and your pride both get fucked at the same time.

Fuck me, this phone-based NTR thing hit different than I expected. You're basically watching your girlfriend Mina climb the music industry ladder while you're stuck scrolling through her messages like some pathetic voyeur. The whole thing plays out through fake text conversations and photo dumps - sounds boring as hell but somehow it works? Maybe because the writing doesn't try to be fancy, just raw and uncomfortable in all the right ways.

What gets me is how they handle the slow burn aspect. At first you think you're in control, making choices about how to respond to Mina's updates about studio sessions and late-night "networking" events. But gradually - and I mean *gradually* - the power dynamic shifts. She starts sending photos that make you question everything, texts that could mean nothing or everything depending on how paranoid you're feeling that day. The genius part is you never know if you're pushing her toward other guys or if she was already heading there anyway. Your responses feel meaningful until you realize maybe they don't matter at all.

The phone interface actually adds to the mindfuck because it feels so real. Like checking your actual messages but finding content that makes your stomach drop. Sometimes she'll send innocent selfies from the recording studio, other times... well, let's just say the camera angles get more "artistic" as her career progresses. There's this one sequence where she's texting you during what's supposedly a business dinner and the subtext is so thick you could cut it with a knife. I kept switching between wanting to tell her to come home and wanting to see how far she'd go. That internal conflict is probably the point - the game knows exactly what buttons to press and when to press them harder.

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.

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.

You start out as this big guy who just lost his job as a bouncer and suddenly your whole life is fucked because your dad owed money to the local kingpin. It feels like one of those crime dramas, except here the “debt” gets paid with your body and the bodies around you. Instead of getting killed, you get offered a new gig: personal bodyguard for his daughter, Angel. From the first scene with her, it’s obvious this isn’t just some shy girl you protect and forget. She is hot in a way that feels expensive and dangerous at the same time. Tight clothes that clearly know what they’re doing, a mouth that switches between bratty, flirty and weirdly soft when you least expect it. The mood is always sitting right between “I should not fuck this girl” and “I’m absolutely going to fuck this girl”. And the game lets you lean into that however you like: you can play the calm, in-control type who still ends up balls-deep in her, or just give in to darker stuff, jealousy, control, watching other guys touch what you think is yours. It does not shy away from the idea that you are not a good person, even when you try to act like one.

What really hooked me was how your attitude shifts the sexual tension. Be nice to her, act like a proper protector, you get this slow-burn romance vibe where every kiss feels earned and the first time you slide into her, it has this “finally” feeling, like all that teasing and all the bodyguard-close contact finally explodes into real fucking. Play as an asshole and it turns into something more rough and dirty. You still protect her from bullets and creeps, but in private you pull her hair, choke her a bit while she moans your name, talk shit in her ear while her pussy is dripping for you. Then there is the real fucked up path, where you stop being the “only man” in her life and start watching other guys get their hands on her. Club owners, gang goons, people you should be punching, not letting them push her over a bar table and pound her while she looks at you with those eyes that ask “are you really letting this happen?” There is something sick and hot at the same time when you stand there, hard as a rock, hearing her scream your name and some other dude’s name mixed together while he fills her up. The game can go deep on that humiliation feeling. You’re the big strong bodyguard and still you watch as she gets used, stretched, covered in cum that is not yours. You can pretend you hate it, but your dick in the scene tells another story. And if you try to be a complete coward, not protect anyone, everything slowly goes to shit. Angel and the other girls slip out of your hands, one by one, and end up getting taken by men who don’t care about them at all, just using them like toys while you know you lost every right to touch them again. Sex scenes keep this mix of tenderness and filth that is really rare. One moment you are gently sliding into her wet pussy, kissing her while she wraps her legs around you like she never wants to let go. The next route you replay that scene and instead of you, some thug is the one inside her while she whimpers your name and you do nothing. It’s cruel, yeah, but also honest about how fucked up desire can be. The visual side sells it hard: you see bodies actually grind, lips press, cum shot pooling on skin, her face changing from confident princess to messy, corrupted little slut who still clings to your hand while another cock is buried in her. It’s not elegant, not “tasteful”, just raw and kind of perfect in its own dirty way.

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.