Guy makes horny comics, goes to a con thinking “yeah, this is my big break”, then reality just tells him to bend over. That part actually feels weirdly familiar if you ever dragged a half-finished doujin to a tiny convention and sat there praying someone more than a bored cosplayer stops at your table. Here, instead of just getting ignored, some freaky creature crashes the whole thing and you end up trapped inside your own OC. Not like metaphorical “I feel like my character”, I mean literally you become the musclebound, oversexed hero you drew to sell prints with. And since you were a degenerate, your new body is pure coomer bait: thick ass, stupidly big cock energy, straight out of a horny crossover fanfic that got too popular on Pixiv. Then the game just throws you in a space where all those “inspired by” girls wander around: very obvious “that’s totally not Tifa”, redhead thief who screams “I swear I’m not Jessie from that monster game”, a blonde brick-house heroine in skin-tight suit that could not be more Power Girl if DC lawyers were already knocking. It’s like you fell into an R18 booth hidden behind the main convention floor, where copyright law took a smoke break.

What works nice is how the scenes don’t feel copy-paste. You don’t just click a button and see tits. Sometimes you’re stuck in this cramped hallway with “not-Tifa” leaning on the wall, arms crossed, and you can almost hear her say “you really think those shitty comics qualify you to touch me?” Then a few wrong dialog choices and you end up groping her anyway, hand buried under that tiny top, and the game lingers on how she half-resists, half-grinds into your palm. Another time you’re backstage at a panel, trying to act like a normal dude, and one of the heroine types corners you, drags your hand to her ass like it’s the most casual thing in the world, then smirks when you squeeze too hard. The groping is everywhere, honestly slightly too much sometimes, like the dev got so proud of a single mechanic he just spammed it. But then again when you’ve got those bodies drawn like that, with gravity-defying boobs and tight outfits doing absolutely nothing to hide nipples, it’s hard to complain. I still will complain about the black cat thing though. There is this one smug cat-girl/mascot who pops in and out, and every time I wanted to click her off-screen like a Discord pop-up. She’s important somehow, I guess, but her scenes feel like someone changed tabs and opened a different game by mistake. Anyway, the whole thing plays like a fever dream of a guy who binged too much Marvel, DC and a certain ghost kid cartoon plus some monster catching anime, then opened his sketchbook and decided “fuck it, everyone’s hot now”. The art leans full-on horny parody, not “serious comic”. It’s rough in places, faces go a bit weird at some angles, hands sometimes look like they’re trying to escape the scene, but the bodies know exactly why you’re here. Boobs smash against your chest when you pull a girl in, asses fill the screen when you push them over a table, and there is this one bathroom scene where the mirror shows your character’s smug face while your hands disappear under a heroine’s top that made me actually pause and think “ok, that’s nasty in a good way”. Story-wise it pretends to have this whole “what does it mean to become your creation” meta angle, then forgets two minutes later when a stacked heroine offers her tits as “payment” for helping with some crisis you barely paid attention to. Honestly that’s fine. Nobody opens a browser and types this title because they want a deep character study. You’re here for comic con chaos, fake-but-obvious famous girls, and the excuse to drag your pervy OC through every fantasy you once doodled in the corner of your school notebook.

Lately, you've been dealing with some messy issues, but now it seems like life is finally starting to fall into place. You’ve figured out who your real friends are (and who definitely aren’t). You’ve landed a decent room to call your own, and your landlady? She seems really into you (like, a lot).

There’s just no way you’re going to screw this all up again... right?. Dive headfirst into your day-to-day life, trying to keep the chaos minimal, or throw caution to the wind and push every boundary you can find.

This game is a unique blend of roleplay, visual novel storytelling, and quest-driven gameplay, all wrapped in adult themes and explicit content. Every choice you make shapes your story, leading you down paths filled with desire, conflict, and unexpected twists.

Will you play it safe, keeping your life on a steady course, or will you dive deep into temptation, risking everything for pleasure and power? The choice is yours, and the consequences are real.

Get ready to lose yourself in a world where every encounter burns with raw intensity and every secret begs to be uncovered. Your story is waiting to be written - start living it now.

An intimate journey starts in a quirky slice-of-life romance My Catgirl House Cleaning Assumes She Runs the Location. Nestled in a humble one-bedroom flat, an unusual pairing sparks to life. Our protagonists, Cynthia, an alluring catgirl transplanted from a different dimension, and a somber office employee navigating their twenties, embark on a shared existence full of unexpected turns in this offbeat love story.

What starts as a clash of worlds soon evolves into a dance of passion and vulnerability. With every shared experience, their bond deepens beyond initial appearances. Yet, the secrets lurking in Cynthia’s background cast a looming uncertainty over their future.

Are they destined to remain apart, or can they overcome the challenges that test their bond? This game invites you to immerse yourself in a delicate balance of humor, longing, and desire.

Navigate the ups and downs of their unique romance, filled with playful teasing and heartfelt confessions. Uncover the mysteries behind Cynthia’s arrival and what it means for their future.

Jump into a story that challenges your heart and tests your desires. My Catgirl House Cleaning Assumes She Runs the Location is waiting - can you handle the intensity of this unconventional love story?

There is something very funny for me in this game, because it pretends to be a normal Fairy Tail / High School DxD fan thing with guild jobs and all that, but actually it feels more like a messy personal diary of a horny guy who somehow got admin access to the world. You arrive as the “new member” of Fairy Tail, but it is not that heroic shonen fantasy at all. You walk around, you talk, you click, and every girl you remember from late-night fanart searches suddenly becomes a possible route, a possible target, and sometimes just a test object for your latest mind control bottle from that very suspicious magic shop. It looks almost harmless when you see the shelves full of potions and weird trinkets, but then you click one small line like “Use it on her” and the tone of the scene just falls straight into corruption land, without any apology. I like that, actually. The game is not pretending to be pure. It is horny and a bit cruel and kind of honest about it.

The most “narrative theorist” thing here is how the story is not really written in one direction. You are the pervy gravity center and everything bends around you. You go from Lucy flirting stupidly in that short skirt to Mirajane giving you this soft, too-sweet smile that hides the fact you just nudged her mind into being more “open” about public touching. One moment you chat with Juvia and it is just harmless fangirl energy, and then a single potion changes the conversation into “of course I should show you everything, master, I trust you.” The text is not super polished, sometimes weird grammar pops up and some jokes land like a rock, but this messiness makes the control feel stronger. Like: I am not reading literature; I am poking a beehive and seeing which scene stings. There was this time with Erza where I tried a wrong item first, and instead of instant sex scene she just gave me this cold, disappointed reaction that hurt more than any game over. I had to alt-tab to Discord for a second and complain to nobody. And then I came back and tried again with a different approach and, suddenly, steel queen Erza is blushing and her armor is kind of a suggestion instead of protection. That flip feels earned, even if it is just numbers changing behind the screen. Weird detail, but the small pause before some CGs appear, that half-second of nothing, makes the whole corruption feel like a breath being held. It is probably just my shitty laptop, but my brain turned it into a narrative beat and now I cannot unsee it. Anyway, the result is simple: big tits, familiar faces, your choices, your potions, and that guilty feeling when you realize you prefer mind controlled Rias over normal Rias and you are totally fine with that.