Memory gone, wallet empty, dick still working. That is basically the vibe here. You wake up as this guy who doesn’t even remember who he is, and the only thing the world offers him is a job at a nightclub that clearly screams “bad idea” from the first click. But of course you say yes, because the club is full of animatronic-style girls and furry babes that look like they crawled out of a Five Nights parody and then decided clothes are optional. It feels like someone took FNAF, forgot the horror, got horny instead and said: alright, same idea, but what if every night shift is about flirting, teasing, and trying not to bust too fast while you explore the place. You jump between areas, poke around rooms you’re probably not supposed to enter, talk to weirdly sweet but also sexually aggressive characters, and watch your money go up while your dignity goes very, very down. Sandbox structure means you just wander, bump into events, pick choices, grind some cash, unlock scenes. No one holds your hand. Sometimes that is hot, sometimes it is confusing, which kind of fits the amnesia thing.

The girls here are not shy. Big tits, huge asses that take half the screen when they lean in, tongue out ahegao faces when things get serious. One moment you’re just “working” the shift, watching cameras, checking who’s where, next moment an animatronic catgirl with glowing eyes has you pinned, slowly jerking you off while she whispers filthy stuff in your ear and pretends it is “security check”. There is titfucking where the physics seem a bit cursed but in a fun way, blowjobs where the tongue is doing all the work and you almost feel it through the screen, toys sliding into places they really shouldn’t be in a workplace. Some scenes go straight to vaginal sex with zero romance, just raw need, others surprise you with soft teasing, handjobs, lazy grinding on your lap while she talks about your lost memories like it is some deep visual novel, except her nipples are pressed against the glass table. And yeah, sometimes you walk in on two girls going at it together, licking and fingering, barely acknowledging you at first, like the “lesbian show” is just part of the nightly routine. It is weird how chill the pacing feels. You open it on your phone, maybe on the bus, think “I’ll just check something”, then suddenly you are timing your clicks between camera switches and cum scenes, trying not to miss a dialogue line that hints at who you were before all this. Some paths feel rough and unpolished, some UI bits are clunky, one button label annoyed me the whole time and never got fixed in my head, but the messy energy somehow matches the club. It is like the game looks at you and says: you’re not here for perfection, you’re here to get lost in horny nights with animatronic monsters who moan your name even though you don’t remember it yourself. And yeah, it works.

Witches Gone Wild feels like someone took those old Harry Potter forum RPs we wrote as horny teens, spiked them with way too much tequila, then forgot to add a safety filter. You play this cocky young wizard who gets yeeted back to the 70s version of the magic school, where all the famous witches are suddenly younger, hotter and a lot less strict about school rules. It’s very tongue in cheek, but also very tongue in places that are not cheek. The whole thing is built like a mix between a visual novel and a point & click sandbox, so half the time you’re flirting or getting roasted by girls, the other half you’re poking random stuff in the castle hoping it triggers a scene and not just another “come back later, perv” message. I played it in Chrome on my old laptop while pretending to answer Slack at work, which was a mistake because the animated scenes are way more explicit than the cutesy art style suggests. Once the first blowjob animation started and she kept moaning your name with that smug little femdom smile, I had to alt tab out so fast I nearly closed Spotify instead.

The game is very into teasing and voyeur stuff. Not “oops I saw some panties” level, more like “you got caught peeking and she decides to make you watch properly now.” There’s this one quest where you’re supposed to help a witch practice transformation magic, but if you pick the more pervy dialog options she slowly turns it into a stripping rehearsal, letting you “inspect” how the spell affects her skin with your hands. She makes you touch her thighs “for science” and it escalates into you groping her tits while she pretends it’s all a lesson. Then later she acts innocent in class like she didn’t ride your face in a dusty storage room. The writing is weirdly charming, characters roast you all the time, lots of stupid references, like one girl calling you “Budget Malfoy” after you fail a spell. I actually liked that the humor doesn’t stop when the sex starts, so you can be mid titfuck scene and she’s still making fun of how quickly you’re about to cum. Although sometimes the jokes land like a wet sock, especially when the game really wants to be meme-y and you’re just horny and clicking through dialog trying to get to the part where she uses the wand as a toy again.

The romance side is there, but it’s more like “we flirt, we banter, now open your legs” than big emotional writing, except one or two storylines that suddenly hit you with sad backstory out of nowhere. You go from oral sex behind a tapestry to “my childhood was terrible” in two clicks, and I kinda loved that whiplash. The school setting helps with the voyeur vibe a lot. You’re always sneaking around corridors at night, peeking through doors, catching a witch half undressed in the girls’ dorm and deciding whether to leave like a gentleman or stay and watch like a horny goblin. One of my favorite bits is a late quest where a dominant witch makes you her “assistant” and every “lesson” is basically a new way to embarrass you. She ties your hands with magical rope, makes you stand there while she slowly strips, pushes your face between her legs and controls every movement so tightly that even when you finally slide into her, it feels like she’s just using your body as a toy. Then the next day she pats your head in the courtyard like you’re a good boy and ignores your texts. The sandbox part can get grindy and I absolutely hate the tiny little sparkle that’s supposed to show where you can click in one hallway, it blends in with the background and I spent forever trying to trigger a simple handjob scene. But when you finally unlock a route, the combination of voyeurism, teasing, witches in stockings, titfucks and that ridiculous magic school parody vibe hits a very specific brain itch that I’m honestly not proud of. Or maybe I am, hard to say.

This one hits like opening a dusty biker bar door and getting slapped in the face with sweat, smoke and someone’s dirty laugh. The whole vibe is this: pretty young things with glossy skin and tight bikinis orbiting around men who look like they smell of engine oil, cheap beer and three divorces. If you like your fantasy clean and romantic, just… no. The guys here are old, rough, kinda gross on purpose, like the dev looked at the word “fetish” and said, alright, let’s lean into the moldy side of it. You’ve got leather, tattoos, bald spots, that soft saggy belly pressed way too close to soft tits that are clearly out of his league, and that’s exactly the point. The contrast does all the heavy lifting. Shiny blonde with a perfect big ass grinding on some wrinkled biker with yellow teeth, or a shy brunette trying not to make eye contact while she’s on her knees and he just pats her head like she’s a pet. It’s the kind of stuff that makes you go “ugh” and “fuck yes” in the same second, and your brain doesn’t quite know which one to pick.

The scenes move in that slow, mean way where teasing is half of the cruelty. There’s a blowjob animated so lovingly I almost laughed: spit on her chin, his hand twisting in her hair, her mascara a little smeared, and he keeps pulling back just when she thinks he’s going to finish, using her mouth like a toy he already paid for. The camera loves big tits here, like obsessively. Every excuse to press them together around some old guy’s cock, you get it. One moment you’re watching a blonde in a tiny bikini getting her chest groped over the fabric, fingers pushing the cloth aside with zero respect, next cut she’s on her back, bikini top lost somewhere off-screen, tits bouncing while he fucks her slow and deep, talking shit the whole time. There’s this nasty joy in how unromantic it is. Creampie shots don’t feel like “love”, they feel like ownership. A hand on her throat, a grunt, then cum leaking out while he smears it with his thumb like checking his work. Domination here isn’t soft at all, it’s more like: you’re younger, hotter and you still end up riding this ugly bastard because that’s how the script goes.

What surprised me was how often it throws you between male and female point of view without warning. One second you’re in his head, proud old fuck thinking “look at this tight little thing choking on me”, next second you’re basically trapped in her, hearing the bike engines in the background while he pushes her up against some dirty wall, her ass pressed to cold metal, his hands on her hips guiding every thrust. There’s this almost funny crossover feel, like the dev grabbed a trashy biker porn comic, some classic hentai CG and a soap opera about cheating, blended them in Blender and never bothered to strain it. You see groping that lasts way too long, fingers digging into a big ass in that slow squeezing loop, and by the time the actual vaginal sex hits, it feels less like escalation and more like inevitability. And they don’t shy away from the really uncomfortable angle either: you know exactly who should be with the hot young girl, and it’s not the old greasy dude who ends up cum-drunk between her thighs. If you’re into that “wrong guy wins” energy, that sick little twist in your stomach when the ugly bastard gets the girl, this thing almost feels custom made for you, in a kinda rude way.

UNDAWN: Shackles Of Eternity feels like some horny cathedral fever dream that escaped from the back of your brain. World is all fucked up in a pretty way: twisted faith, dead gods that maybe still listen, cults that look like fashion week for goth sluts, and everyone pretending they care about truth while really just wanting power, pussy, or both. You follow Rhiannon, tall cold futa queen with that “I could bless you or ruin you and I’m bored enough to do both” vibe. She walks around like a fallen saint with a dick, smart as hell, never really smiling, but the second she pushes some trembling nun up against a stone wall and whispers in her ear, you can feel half the church losing their religion in real time. The game treats sex like part of the world, not a side dish. One moment you’re picking who to trust in a city full of liars, the next you’re balls deep in some pale monster girl with glowing eyes who moans like she’s remembering being human for five seconds. And it somehow makes sense.

The fun part is how it lets you build this messy, poly web of lovers around Rhiannon without pretending it’s all wholesome and clean. You can stack a harem of women who worship her, fear her, or both. One scene you’re in a ruined chapel with a stern knight girl who swears she hates you, and after three choices and a small miracle she’s on her knees, armor half undone, trying to keep her composure while Rhiannon pushes her cock down that proud throat. Next scene, a shy femboy acolyte, clearly in way over his head, kneeling in candlelight while she takes him slow, talking like she’s giving a sermon and fucking him like she’s rewriting his whole faith. Creampies are everywhere, and they’re not just for flavor. You leave someone filled and they start acting different, more clingy, more loyal, or more dangerously obsessed. The story quietly remembers who you fucked raw and who you didn’t. Sometimes it even hurts you for it in a very “you did this, bitch” kind of way. Oral scenes feel intimate, dirty, emotional at the same time. There’s this one moment where she eats out a monster girl on a sacrificial altar, tongue slick with cum and blood, and you’re like, alright, yes, I am going to hell and it looks like this.

Anal is treated like a real event, not just “oh and then that happened.” Rhiannon lining up behind some arrogant sorceress who thought she could control her, pulling her hips back and pushing in slow while magic circles flare on the walls. You can almost hear the “oh fuck” in the way her spell fails when she gets her ass properly wrecked. Vaginal stuff hits different with the gothic vibe, all soft moans echoing under stone arches while stained glass throws colors over sweaty bodies. And then the netori angle slips in quietly. You seduce someone who already belongs to another, or was supposed to. Maybe a warrior girl promised to some holy order, or that sweet femboy who actually had a lover. You watch them break, step by step, until their loyalty is in Rhiannon’s hands and between her legs. There are routes where you feel like a romantic demon, collecting hearts and holes at the same time. The game never holds your hand, never tells you you’re the hero. It just lets you fuck, feel, regret, and still push forward, one ruined soul and one sticky ritual at a time.

Your girl Maya looks all sweet and soft at first, like that “perfect waifu” you marry in every other VN, but here she’s got this weird little twist in her brain that turns the whole thing sideways. She’s loyal, she loves you, she kisses you slow, tells you you’re her only one, then in the next breath she asks you what kind of tits you like on other girls. At first I thought it’s that usual test: say the wrong word and you get the bad end, instant drama. But nah, she actually wants it. She wants you to fuck other women while she watches, or listens, or pretends she doesn’t care and then fingers herself in the bathroom after. The game just throws you into that messed up mix of romance and ntr where you’re not the one being stolen, you’re the weapon that does the stealing, and somehow she gets off on that. It’s not subtle. There’s kissing and cute dates and soft music, then suddenly you’re in a scene where you’re balls deep in some new girl’s pussy, and the text is describing how Maya’s licking her lips while “pretending to be jealous”. I say pretending, but you can actually push her in different directions. If you play it honest and keep checking on her feelings, it’s more romance, more “we share this kink together”. If you play it like a scumbag, you can basically turn her into your number one fan of your own cheating, like she’s addicted to seeing you break all the lines.

Gameplay side, it’s that mix of sandbox and VN, but not the fake sandbox where you only click “Next day” fifty times. You can wander around, send messages, set up dates with different girls, grind affection and lust like you’re playing some horny mobile gacha, except instead of rolling for SSR waifus you’re rolling for who will actually open her legs for you tonight. There’s that AI-style CG for scenes, a bit uneven but in a kinda hot way, like some shots look too perfect, others a little cursed, and then your brain fills the gap and suddenly it’s hotter. Animations pop in during oral scenes, hips moving, tongues out, you see your MC getting his dick sucked while Maya is “just watching”, or you’re fucking a girl raw and you get that small frame where Maya’s fingers disappear under the blanket. I lost way too much time chasing one particular route where I wanted a proper harem with Maya as the emotional center, like the queen cuckquean, but the game loves messing with you. Sometimes a girl you thought would be pure romance suddenly offers to share you, sometimes you get punished for pushing too fast and Maya’s smile gets a little too stiff in the dialogue. There was one date where I took another girl to the same restaurant Maya likes, and I swear the text made it feel worse than any normal cheating story. She asked you later what you ate there, casually, and that line hit harder than any gangbang. Little shit like that makes the whole sandbox part feel less like random grinding and more like you’re building this fragile pile of sex, lies, and “I’m fine, really” that can still end in a happy, super lewd harem if you play your cards half right. Or not. Depends how much you like breaking your own heart while your dick is fully hard.

Guy is just trying to help find a damn cat and suddenly he is in porn logic land. That is kinda the whole energy here and it actually fits nicer than it should. You walk around this boring apartment block, but the camera and the way girls stand, lean, cross arms, shift weight, it all screams "I know exactly what your eyes are doing right now." As body language nerd, I see the dev really loves micro stuff. One neighbor girl keeps her ankles crossed when she talks to you, but her hips are turned toward the MC and her hand keeps brushing the side of her thigh. That is not shy, that is "say the right thing and I spread." Another one does that fake casual stretch that pushes her tits up to your eye line, but her eyes flick down at your crotch before she smiles. Not subtle at all, but still cute. It feels like the sprites are trying to seduce you even when nothing hardcore is on screen yet. Sometimes it is weird, though, because the MC lines feel too blunt for his own relaxed pose. He stands like a confused delivery guy while talking like porn actor who already knows creampie is on the script.

When the game moves from chatting to actual sex, the animation keeps that same body-language focus. Titfuck scene, for example, is not just boobs moving up and down. She holds your dick with fingers curved a bit too tight, cheeks flushed, and halfway through she does this little glance up with eyebrows raised that almost looks like she is checking "is this enough for you" while still acting cocky. I liked that, felt more alive than the usual dead-eye loop. Oral scenes have nice head tilt, messy hair, jaw working, hand on your thigh squeezing just at the moment you are close. The creampie shots are very in-your-face, thick and sticky, and the way their bodies twitch a bit when you cum inside actually sells that they feel it. Vaginal and anal animations are pretty direct: hips slam, ass jiggles, bodies press, sweat highlights. Nothing fancy, but there is attention how their feet curl when you hit deeper, and you even get a short footjob spot where toes try to grip your shaft and she smirks like she knows this is depraved. I loved the interracial angle in theory and then forgot about it half the time because the writing treats it very casual, which is good, but also, I kinda wanted one scene that leans heavy into that fantasy. Threesome stuff is fast, almost rushed, like the game went "oh shit we have both girls, quick, stack them." You get boobs in your face, someone riding you, another tongue on your balls, it feels like Pornhub highlight reel. Fun, but too short. Still, that stupid lost cat setup somehow glues everything together in my head: you go from "here kitty kitty" to anal in a neighbor’s bed so fast it feels illegal, and I’m not even mad. Just slightly annoyed the cat never really thanks me.

Your girl Lena used to spam your phone with selfies and dumb memes, now it’s just “k” and “sorry, busy” while she comes home smelling like a mix of cheap perfume that isn’t hers and some guy’s cologne you don’t own. That’s the whole vibe of NTR: Her Lie. It starts so normal you almost think it’s just another horny VN, then it hits you with that slow, heavy feeling in your chest when you notice she hides her screen from you for the first time. You’re the male MC stuck in that awful spot between “I trust her” and “I want to check her messages so bad I’m shaking.” Game really milks that tension. You’re not just picking lewd scenes, you’re picking what kind of man you’re becoming: jealous freak, submissive cuck, “it’s fine, I like it” swinger, or that guy who pretends nothing’s wrong while dying inside. It feels nasty and real in the same time, like scrolling through your own WhatsApp chats with your ex and then suddenly there’s a creampie CG with her legs spread and an ahegao face that is way too much for a Tuesday afternoon.

The porn itself? Yeah, it goes there. You get Lena in all the usual ways: big tits, big ass, animated riding scenes, sloppy oral with her mascara all fucked up, anal you kinda knew she’d never do for you but apparently for someone else it’s no problem. There’s groping in places she told you she hated being touched, exhibitionist moments where she’s in public, skirt flipped, panties pushed aside, trying to keep quiet while some dude thumbs her clit and you’re… watching. Sometimes you’re literally in the room, letting it happen, giving “permission” like you’re some enlightened netorase king. Other times you’re outside, voyeur in your own relationship, staring through a half-open door or watching a grainy video on her phone while she sleeps next to you. They play a lot with implied penetration before the full-on fucking too: a hand sneaking under a table, a dick rubbing on her pussy through wet panties, her sitting on a guy’s lap way too long. Then later the game slaps you with the same scene again but this time it doesn’t cut away, you get the full vaginal and anal sex, creampie dripping out while she tries not to look at the camera. What really stings is the corruption angle, watching her go from shy and slightly awkward to proudly showing off, making that porn face, tongue out, “humiliate me more” energy. And yeah, the AI CG gives some weird faces in like two shots, teeth all cursed, but then you get one perfect frame of her bent over, sweat shining on her ass, and suddenly you forget you were mad about anything at all. The teasing is cruel: she’ll masturbate in the shower thinking about “someone”, send you a tame selfie, then you find the uncropped one later with cum on her tongue and another guy’s hand in her hair. It’s that slow erosion of intimacy turned into porn, and it hits harder than it should for a game you opened with one hand on your mouse and the other not exactly on the keyboard.

There’s this weird comfort in a porn game that starts after everything important already died. Cities gone, humans gone, just horny robots wandering around in the leftovers of history like “yeah ok, but who’s filming the next blowjob scene.” Dating of the Future drops you right into that vibe with Vee, this camera girl who is supposed to just stay behind the lens and suddenly everyone wants to fuck her on screen, off screen, in corridors with flickering neon and in front of glass walls where literally half a district can watch. The game never pretends to be classy. You get futa androids with shiny cocks bigger than their thighs, soft monster girls with too many eyes but a really nice tongue game, and a main character whose tits are drawn with such obsession it feels like the artist personally worships them every morning before coffee. You’re clicking through emails, going to shoots, trying to make “professional connections” that somehow always end up with someone face down on a counter and some combination of mouths, hands and metal dicks inside them.

One of my favorite early scenes is stupidly small: Vee is in this cluttered studio arguing with a grumpy lighting bot about color temperature, and in the background there’s a futanari performer stretching on a crate. Nothing special at first, just dusty future-junk, cables, posters. Then the futa girl starts messing with Vee, asking if she’s “ever tried being on the other side of the camera,” teasing her while slowly pulling her tight shorts down. There’s a beat where Vee’s pretending to stay professional, holding the camera with shaking hands, then you get this hard cut to her on her knees, cum dripping on her cheeks, the lens tilted useless to the ceiling. It feels messy in a good way. Like, the game knows porn sets are chaotic and lewd and also kind of awkward. Same thing happens later in that lesbian shower scene where the water pressure is total garbage, the steam looks nice, and the real highlight is this ridiculously long build-up of teasing. Fingers sliding just almost inside, tongue hovering close, one of them complaining about the temperature while the other is grinding against the glass door so hard her ass leaves a fog print. And then, completely casually, some other robot walks past and pretends not to stare through the half open door. Exhibitionism here never feels like a special kink button, it’s just… the world. If you’re getting railed on a balcony during a neon storm with a tentacle-armed girl stuffing your pussy and a futa shoving into your mouth at the same time, of course someone is watching from another roof, probably recording it for “art reasons.”

What I like is how the game keeps mixing horny with this strange sadness and then forgetting it did that. You’ll have a long, almost tender date with a big-ass cyborg bartender, talking about how she was built only to serve, how she’s still scared of wanting things for herself, touching her huge hips under the bar, and just when it gets emotional she straight up invites you to fuck her behind the counter while the bar’s auto-systems serve customers. You can lick her clit until she’s whining, slip toys inside her, end up filling her with a creampie that literally overflows down her metal thighs, and right after, she sends you this cute, badly formatted email with too many emojis that made me weirdly fond of her. Then there’s another route where you jump into some pseudo-spiritual nonsense with a monster girl from the scrapyard, and it turns into this multi-penetration ritual under a cracked billboard. Her tail is inside you, something else pressed against your throat, her hand between your legs, your body bent in a shape that would kill a human spine, and mid-orgasm she talks about “breaking old programming” like a drunk philosophy major. Not every joke lands, some of the humor is very “haha sex robots” and a couple of scenes feel like they wanted to be kinkier than they actually are, but when the game goes all in, it really goes. The teasing is cruel in the fun way, the oral scenes have a lot of focus on lips, drool, sloppy noise, and there is one ridiculous blowjob where your character ends up spitting lube on a lens because you forgot you’re still holding the camera. Honestly, it’s messy, horny, a bit emotionally unstable, and that’s exactly why I kept clicking through every route like a degenerate on a mission.

Game feels like someone smashed a horny Mass Effect fanfic into a science podcast and then just refused to cut anything. You start as this guy who is way too normal to suddenly be the center of an interstellar harem, and the game just leans into that. First scene I got whiplash because it goes from “here’s how this red dwarf system works” to “oh, she’s naked and her boobs are actually bouncing in the animation” in like two clicks. And it kinda works? The aliens are not just green humans, they’re weird, they move weird, skin patterns shimmer, the eyes track you, and then you realize the first time she goes down on you she’s actually studying you like a lab sample while sucking your dick. Felt like getting a blowjob from a very horny biology teacher who won’t shut up about comparative anatomy.

The sandbox side is funny, because you think “ok I’m gonna grind stats” and instead you end up scheduling who you’re eating with, who you’re fucking, and who you’re accidentally flashing because exhibition culture here is cranked up to eleven. I was walking my MC across a habitat ring, clicked the “relax” option, and suddenly we’re on a balcony that’s basically a public catwalk. Two monster girls with big purple tits are sunbathing under black-leaf trees, and the game lets you just sit there and stare. Full voyeur mode, camera angles slowly drifting, ambient chit-chat about terraforming while your dick is just fully hard. Then one of them notices you, calls you out for “just watching” and ten lines later she’s guiding your hand between her thighs. No fade to black, just full on groping, and her girlfriend leans in to kiss you while she fingers your ass. I actually laughed because the text is talking about cultural consent norms and I’m just there mashing “continue” with one hand.

My favorite messed up moment was in this “cultural exchange workshop” thing. Looks like a boring lecture, you sit with two humans and three aliens, and I was ready to alt tab to Discord. Then it turns into a roleplay exercise about intimacy styles. They pair you with this tall monster girl who looks soft but talks like a therapist. She asks your MC about anxiety, social stuff, then just casually pulls out a box of sex toys like it’s a PowerPoint slide. She explains why each one exists in their society, scientifically, and then tells you the “proper” way to test them is practical, not theoretical. Cut to: she’s riding you in slow, looping animation, with a toy inside her and a different toy pressed against your balls, while another girl takes notes. And by “notes” I mean she’s going down on the other human girl in the corner, pausing to ask questions about your endurance. It’s a full harem pile before anyone calls it that. There’s this lesbian side scene too, where you just watch two aliens go at it in a zero-g bath, boobs drifting gently while the game rambles about fluid dynamics. Super hot and also way too nerdy, I actually had to google one term afterward.

The RPG bits are kinda scuffed in a charming way. You make a “communication choice” and it secretly changes who invites you to the next group sex “social.” I picked the empathetic answer once and it unlocked a quiet talk about trauma that somehow turned into a really intimate vaginal scene on a couch, with her guiding your rhythm and giving you actual dating advice mid thrust. Another time I picked the horny option and the same girl basically turned you into a public toy, riding you in a semi-open plaza while people pretend not to stare. That plaza scene is insane, by the way. There’s a subtle camera pan that lets you see background NPCs pretending to check their wrist devices while totally watching you fuck. Full exhibitionism, and the game just treats it as normal cultural behavior. You can be a total creep and just wander halls to peep into windows, catching quick loops of alien girls fingering themselves or playing with gadgets that definitely are not for “medical use.”

It’s messy, chatty, weirdly educational and then suddenly someone with four arms is holding you in place so two of her friends can take turns sucking you off while lecturing you about bonobos. I kept thinking “ok, this is too much text” and then stayed because an animated tongue flickered on screen at just the right moment. It feels like watching a lewd sci fi series on Netflix and Pornhub at the same time, in the same tab, and neither side cares if the other is talking over it.