Boon is this weird little thing, 10 episodes of a kinetic novel that just sort of sits there and stares at you. I was clicking through it on my phone, you know, the usual late night scroll through itch.io when you're bored of the same old VN setups. The 3DCG isn't polished, it's got that slightly stiff Poser look from like 2010, and honestly that's what hooked me. It doesn't try to be slick. It's about a trans woman and a femboy, and the whole thing is just their dynamic, this push and pull that's more about power than anything else.

The milf character shows up and suddenly it's all female domination and teasing that goes nowhere fast, then somewhere very specific. There's this scene where the sissification angle kicks in and I forgot what I was doing for a second because the dialogue gets real blunt. No poetry, just "do this, wear that." The anal sex parts are rendered with this weird attention to anatomy that's almost clinical but also not, like someone who studied references a bit too hard. Big ass, big tits, the usual proportions cranked up. The trap tag is there but the game treats it less like a punchline and more like a fact of life, which is refreshing compared to the usual Japanese VN nonsense.

I kept waiting for the incest tag to matter more. It's there, it's text, but it's not the point. The point is the femboy protagonist getting completely reshaped by everyone around him. Her. Whatever. The oral sex scenes have this awkward silence to them, no moaning sound effects, just the text and the still images. My cat knocked over a glass while I was reading one part and I didn't even get up to clean it. That's either a good sign or a sign I need to rethink my life choices. The kinetic novel format means you're just along for the ride, no choices, which normally I hate but here it works because the protagonist doesn't have any real agency anyway. That's the whole joke, right?

Captain’s log, stardate whatever. Admiral Freeman got her promotion and now I’m stuck with her brat, Beckett Mariner, thinking she still runs the Cerritos like a personal playground. The whole lower decks is a mess, ensigns rolling their eyes at anyone with a pip on their collar. Something about the way she smirks when I give an order, like she’s already picturing me face down in a warp core breach. So I opened the captain’s private files and found… options. Let’s just say the prime directive got a little flexible.

The art’s got that AI CG sheen, kinda like scrolling through a very specific rule34 board at 2x speed, but the animations hit this uncanny jitter that somehow makes the ahegao faces funnier. There’s a scene where you’re supposed to be asserting dominance in the ready room and her eyes go full spiral while she’s mid rant about Starfleet protocol. I laughed, then felt weird about laughing, then kept clicking. The futa tag sneaks up on you. One minute you’re using the captain’s log to document insubordination, next minute Mariner’s got a surprise that would make a Klingon blush and you’re the one getting a “performance review.” The lactation stuff is there too, which feels like someone modded a dairy farm sim into a Trek parody and honestly, I’m not mad at the chaos.

The blackmail mechanic is basically a flowchart of humiliation. Catch an ensign slacking, threaten to tell the admiral, and suddenly you’re in a holodeck program that would get the ship’s counselor court martialed. The male protagonist corruption path is where it gets properly unhinged. You start off trying to restore order, but by the third “disciplinary hearing” you’re orchestrating bukkake scenes in the shuttle bay like it’s a team building exercise. The gay content isn’t walled off either, it just blends into the general collapse of decency. There’s a bit where you’re supposed to be interrogating a “trap” character and the dialogue tree just gives up on pretense entirely. I still don’t know what the actual plot was. Something about a warp core? Who cares, I’m too busy watching the captain’s chair get reupholstered with fluids. The oral sex animations loop weirdly, like a GIF from 2007, but that almost adds to the lo-fi charm. Like a chill beats stream where the beat is just wet sounds and muffled Star Trek technobabble. Dare to play it alone, or invite company?

You ever click on one of these games and just know, within the first three dialogue boxes, that the artist has a very specific thing they are obsessed with? Extra Inches, right from the title screen, is not subtle. The opening scene throws you into a conversation with a character named Finn, who has this sleepy bedroom voice and a body that makes you understand why the tag list is longer than my last grocery receipt. The proportions are absurd. We're talking about assets that would cause serious lower back issues in real life, rendered in a soft 2D style that feels like a horny fever dream you'd have after falling asleep watching an anime from the early 2000s.

The whole thing is a dating sim where you play a guy, but the dating pool is entirely futa and trap characters. It's one of those setups where the "male protagonist" tag feels almost ironic because you spend most of your time being the receptive party. There's a moment with a character named Kai, I think, where a simple handjob scene just... escalates. You choose a dialogue option that seems innocent, something like "let me help you with that," and the next screen is just a full-on oral fixation closeup with no warning. The game doesn't ease you in. it assumes you're already on board. The lack of polish actually helps here. the slightly janky transitions between expressions make the sudden shift to an anal scene feel more jarring in a good way, like you're flipping through someone's private sketchbook and they just got progressively more unhinged.

I wish the sound design was a thing that existed. It's silent, which makes the over-the-top visual moans feel a bit like watching a GIF with your speakers off. You know the "loud moaning" meme? That's the vibe. But then again, the dead quiet lets you focus on the anatomy. and there is a lot of anatomy to focus on. The game is basically a gallery of "what if that cute character had a dick" scenarios, and it delivers exactly that with the enthusiasm of a golden retriever humping a couch cushion. It's not trying to be a deep narrative experience, it's a delivery system for big tits and bigger surprises, and honestly, that's almost refreshing.

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.

I don't know what's worse, the fact that this Halloween party game has a femboy option that's somehow the most emotionally stable character or that I spent twenty minutes picking out a costume for Alex like it mattered. It doesn't. Well, it does, but not in the way you think. The game splits across three protagonists and honestly Sierra's route is where things get properly unhinged. Anna's too. But Sierra. Jesus.

The Truth or Dare system is where the whole thing either clicks or falls apart depending on your tolerance for watching characters make catastrophically horny decisions. You pick dare and suddenly there's spanking, then someone's clothes are off, then the femboy is somehow dominating the situation and you're just sitting there wondering how a Halloween party turned into a netorase negotiation. The animations are janky. Not in a charming way, more like someone animated keyframes and forgot the in-betweens, but the ahegao faces during the creampie scenes are so absurdly exaggerated I laughed mid-stroke. That's not a complaint. I think.

Eight endings sounds impressive until you realize three of them are basically "everyone's miserable and also naked" variations. The humiliation themes are tagged as optional but the game nudges you toward them like a drunk friend whispering "do it, it'll be funny." There's this one scene where Alex watches through a window while Sierra gets absolutely railed and the voyeurism mechanic just... sits there. No interactivity. You just watch. Which I guess is the point but my hand was on the mouse ready for something, anything. The AI-generated art has that uncanny sheen where nipples look like they were calculated by a confused algorithm but honestly the cosplay outfits during the party segments are detailed enough that I screenshotted a few. For research. The BDSM elements show up late and feel tacked on, like the developer remembered the tag list at the last minute and threw in some rope.

The female protagonist route with Sierra lets you lean into exhibitionism and the party setting actually works for that. Anna's path is more about cheating and male domination but her dialogue reads like it was translated through three languages and none of them were English. "Your eyes make my insides become butterflies of wanting." What does that even mean. I wish the lesbian content wasn't buried behind specific choices that the game doesn't telegraph at all. Miss it and you're stuck in another hetero creampie scene wondering where it all went wrong.

So I’m playing this thing, right, and my first thought is who the fuck names their company Stunks Trading. Sounds like a front for selling expired cheese out of a van. But whatever, we’re the vice president, we’ve tanked the economy single handedly with bad bets, and the only fix is a shotgun wedding to some heiress. Classic. Lucy shows up looking like she stepped out of a Doris Day nightmare, all petticoats and casserole enthusiasm. The animated bits are janky in that specific way where a character’s mouth moves three seconds after the dialogue, which I live for. Pure camp.

Then the wedding night hits and surprise, bitch. That tradwife is packing more than just a killer meatloaf recipe. The whole game becomes this deliciously messy dance of choices where you’re trying to figure out if you’re horrified, turned on, or just really committed to saving your shitty import export business. The teasing scenes are where it’s at. There’s one moment where Lucy, still in the full June Cleaver getup, just gives you this look over a mixing bowl, and the tension is so thick you could frost a cake with it. The writing is horny but also weirdly sweet, like it can’t decide if it wants to be a raunchy comedy or a genuine romance route and honestly, neither can I. The lesbian tag is there but it’s more of a vibe, a side character who keeps giving my female protagonist the eyes, and I kept getting distracted trying to ditch my femboy husband for her which I’m pretty sure isn’t the main plot.

The contradictions are baked right in. One minute you’re having a heartfelt chat about gender expression over burnt cookies, the next you’re choosing dialogue options that sound like they were written by a closeted 1950s ad man having a panic attack. The gay tag feels misleading though, it’s more about a very specific femme presentation than a male/male dynamic, which bugged me for a hot second before I got distracted by a truly unhinged cooking minigame that I failed spectacularly. Never did figure out if that mattered for the ending. Probably not.