Rob is the kind of main guy who already feels cursed before the story even starts, and the game leans into that in a way that kinda tickled the little eldritch goblin in my brain. He’s this broke college kid, forgotten by his own parents like some unwanted relic in the attic, while his sister is treated like the golden idol in the house. Nothing supernatural on screen yet, but the family vibes feel wrong in a way I usually only get from old horror books where no one says the quiet part out loud. You can feel something rotten behind that “strange event” with the parents, like an old cult ritual gone bad or a deal with something that doesn’t care about humans at all. Then he goes to a poker game, which sounds boring, right? It’s not. That table might as well be a summoning circle, because from that moment the whole thing starts slipping out of normal reality into this twisted mix of sex, crime, and violence that feels like a god with eight mouths is laughing just off screen.

The erotic stuff doesn’t pretend to be healthy or pure. Sex here is raw, rough, and often tangled in fear and power games. One scene sticks with me: Rob is in this cheap, dim room with a girl who’s supposed to be just a “contact” for his little criminal step up. Conversation goes nowhere, nerves are high, and instead of some slow, tender buildup, it just snaps into a hungry kind of fucking that feels like both of them are using each other as a way not to think about how close to death they are. Her eyes roll back, tongue out in that over-the-top ahegao way, but it doesn’t feel goofy, it feels like she’s losing a piece of herself to whatever dark mess Rob is dragging behind him. Another time he’s in the middle of an investigation, blood on the floor, body still warm, and he ends up getting his cock sucked in the next room like the violence just opened a door inside him and now everything is leaking out. It’s wrong in a very deliberate way, like the game is asking “you still jerking off to this?” while it keeps pushing more. And yeah, I still did.

What really hooked me is how the sexy moments and the cruel ones keep melting into each other. One minute you’re flirting, pulling a girl closer, her lips on you, her hand guiding you in, and the next you’re dealing with torture, murder, talk of ***, this heavy criminal underworld that doesn’t respect life at all. It’s like watching a ritual where blood and cum are treated as the same offering. Harem vibes grow slowly around Rob, too, but not as some nice power fantasy. It feels more like he’s accidentally building a cult around his broken life, women orbiting him for all the wrong reasons, some of them wet and giggling, some half-broken, some clearly dangerous. The animated scenes hit hard enough, sometimes a bit clunky, sure, but the impact is there: thighs shaking, mouths stretched around him, bodies tied to dark choices he made earlier. I wish the investigation parts had a bit more brain to them, sometimes they just feel like clicking through until you get to the next sex or mutilated corpse, and there’s this one sound effect that keeps repeating and drove me nuts, but in a weird way that roughness makes it feel more like some cursed underground thing you found by accident rather than polished porn. It’s not realistic at all, and that’s honestly what I liked: everything feels like the city itself is a hungry thing watching Rob fuck and kill his way deeper into a story that’s only pretending to be about a poor student.

There’s this weird horny comfort in the way the Academy feels both serious and completely trashy at the same time. You’re “the doctor”, the last one not dead or infected, but the game doesn’t really care about making you feel noble. It cares about putting you in a magic school full of witches who somehow always need physical exams that turn into groping, massages that slide into fingering, “magical checkups” where you’re basically encouraged to stare at their tits while pretending it’s clinical. The virus plot is just enough to make everyone act desperate. Girls knock on your door like, “Professor, I think the curse is spreading to my chest…” and yeah, you know very well what the dev wants you to click next. You walk around the academy, check the schedule, manage who gets what treatment, but really it feels like you are managing how quickly they lose their shame. There’s a management system tied to supplies and research and all that, but half the time you’re just min-maxing how many excuses you can get to see another girl undress for “testing”. It’s trashy in a way that actually feels honest.

The real hook for me is how much it leans into voyeur stuff without making it the whole point. There’s this scene early on where you discover a hidden passage that looks like it was built just for perverts long before you were born. Tiny slits in the wall, right into the girls’ bath, or the dorm showers, or the practice rooms where they do “focus exercises” completely naked because “fabric interferes with mana flow”. You can stand there, in the dark corridor, watching this one redhead witch practicing spells while she fingers herself to “charge the ritual”. You’re supposed to collect data about symptoms, but the game actually tracks how long you keep spying. The more you peek, the more the story bends toward corruption. It never tells you directly, but you start feeling that the academy itself is kind of alive, feeding on exhibitionism. One girl starts pretending she doesn’t see you, even though she clearly looks at the wall where the hole is. Another one suddenly “forgets” to close the curtain when changing into her cosplay outfit for some stupid school event. She wears these cheap magical girl clothes that look like they came from AliExpress, all pastel and too tight around her huge chest, and you’re sitting there thinking, “This is the stupidest thing” while also rock hard.

The best scenes are when the medical side, the magic side and the porn side crash together. There is a massage event where you are “rubbing a special potion” into a student’s legs to prevent the virus from spreading. It starts totally serious, you’re checking her pulse with magic, adjusting mana flow, that kind of nerdy fantasy roleplay. Then the camera slowly slides up to her panties. She keeps asking if it is “really necessary to go higher” and the game lets you be either professional for two seconds or just go straight to full perv. If you keep it clinical, she blushes even more, which somehow feels way dirtier. And of course, the more you abuse your role, the more the academy rewards you with new “duties”. You suddenly get asked to lead “intimate mana compatibility exams” in a locked room. Vaginal exams that could be normal, but you start thrusting fingers and the animation actually shows her trying to keep her dignity and failing. It’s not subtle. It doesn’t pretend to be. One moment you’re picking which student to prioritize in your daily schedule, trying to balance research and reputation, the next moment you’re buried between the legs of some top-ranked witch who swears she will curse you if you stop. The tone jumps all over the place and somehow that makes it hotter, like you’re always one step from ruining the academy completely and you kind of want to.

There is this lonely lake house, and the game just throws you inside it with this guy and his brother’s fiancée, and everything feels a little wrong from the first minute. Not in the cheap “boo” way, more like the air is too quiet, the water outside looks too still, and you feel like if you touch the glass you’ll feel something breathe back. I kept thinking about how I’d build a routine on that long wooden pier, the kind where I walk out slowly, heels clicking, fog on the water behind me, and then I just drop the coat and let the silence watch me grind. The game has that same feeling, like the world around them is staring while they do things they really shouldn’t. She walks around in these soft clothes that hang on her big tits and huge ass in a way that says “I’m comfortable” but also “I know you’re looking,” and the camera really loves her curves. Sometimes too much. There’s this shot in the kitchen where she leans over the counter and I swear the whole scene might as well be about her ass only, like the rest of the house stopped existing.

The story pretends to be all about survival, virus, quarantine, blah blah, but the reason I kept clicking was that slow teasing between those two. You see them try to be polite, to keep distance, then the eye contact lingers one second longer than normal, then the accidental brush of bodies, him going to the bathroom and hearing her masturbating inside, trying to control his breathing while she’s quietly moaning and thinking no one hears. That scene hit me hard, because I could picture a routine where I’m behind a thin curtain, only silhouette, hand between my legs, the audience just hearing breath and little wet sounds, never seeing everything until the very end. The game does that with the paranormal stuff too. It doesn’t jump in your face. You get these tiny glitches in reality, something wrong in the lake reflection, a shadow behind a window that should be empty, and by the time you get to the more explicit sex, your brain is already trained to expect something moving in the background. The animated bits go from sensual to almost nasty in a good way, like when she finally rides him and you see her tits bounce heavy and natural, but the light from the lake looks slightly sick, like the water is jealous and watching them fuck.

I liked that it’s basically a straight line story, no choices, no going back, just “you are this horny idiot, deal with it,” even if sometimes it feels a bit like watching a really long TikTok playlist instead of a game. There was one moment where he’s outside at night, flashlight shaking, hearing something in the trees, and all I could think of was how I’d dance with that flashlight in my mouth, body covered in oily sweat, pretending the dark wants to swallow me whole. Then you cut from that to a quiet morning coffee scene and her nipples poking through a thin top and it almost breaks the mood in a clumsy way, like the game forgot it was trying to be horror for a second. But when the lake finally shows its teeth, and they are forced to touch and hold each other for comfort that is absolutely not just comfort, it hits. The cheating angle is dirty as hell, because it never really tries to justify itself. She is scared, he is scared, and fear turns into arousal, then into full vaginal sex on that couch while something unseen scratches on the window. It made me want to do a number where the music keeps cutting out, like something is wrong with the speakers, while I grind on a chair as if I’m fucking a ghost that no one else can see. The only thing that really annoyed me is his stupid walk cycle in a couple scenes, he looks like he is always about to trip over his own dick, and for some reason that distracted me every time. But the mix of house intimacy, lake horror, and that slow, filthy teasing that bursts into raw, wet, animated sex, yeah, that stuck under my skin in a way I wasn’t really ready for.

You show up at this huge, too-clean house as the new live-in code monkey, thinking you’ll just fix some apps, drink shitty coffee and maybe watch porn quietly at night on your phone. Instead you walk into a slow-burn, horny pressure cooker where everyone is pretending they’re normal while basically leaking sex and secrets from every corner. The boss is this stiff older guy who thinks he owns the whole world and you along with it. He talks to you like you’re a walking spreadsheet, but then sends you on “little tasks” that always end up with you alone with his wife in the kitchen or his daughter in her room or sneaking around the hallway like some budget ninja just to peek through a half-open door. The house itself kind of becomes the main character over time. First hours you’re lost, clicking into wrong rooms, bumping into nobody. After a while you know which door creaks, which bathroom mirror gives you the best angle to watch the wife shower without her noticing, where the daughter hides with her headphones when she’s pissed off at daddy again.

The wife is the one that really got me. She’s this blonde, big tits, very “I married money so I’m bored now” type, walks around the place in robes that are somehow always loose at the right moment. At first she’s cold as ice, giving you that look like you’re just another toy her husband bought, but then you help her with some tiny everyday thing, like moving boxes or dealing with a broken tablet, and she leans just a bit too close, bends way more than needed, you get a perfect side view of her ass and the outline of her nipples under thin silk. There is this scene where you’re “repairing the Wi-Fi” and she stands behind you, hand on your shoulder, asking these harmless questions that are obviously not harmless. I clicked through that scene way too slowly, just staring. Later on there’s this tension of “do I risk pissing off the boss and go for her properly, or do I keep pretending I’m just grateful to be here”, and the game actually lets you sit in that feeling for a while. Not just instant porn jump cut. It’s more like those moments when you’re alone in the living room at night, lights half off, she walks in with a glass of wine, sits too close on the sofa, and you both act like it’s normal until she puts her legs on your lap. It’s hot because it’s awkward.

And then there’s the daughter. Overprotected is putting it mild. She’s locked in this fancy, girly room with zero real life experience but a phone and internet and hormones going wild. She starts out bratty as hell, you kind of want to smack her, but it fits. The way she slowly warms up when you treat her like an actual person, not a museum piece, makes the later scenes hit harder. I liked that the game sometimes just lets you hang out with her, talk nonsense, watch something stupid on a tablet. One time I screwed up a stat and she just ignored me for several in-game days and I was more annoyed by that than missing a sex scene. And yeah, voyeurism all over the place. Standing at the top of the stairs, listening to them argue, sneaking past the boss’s office while he’s yelling on the phone, peeking into the wife’s room at night when she thinks no one is watching and she plays with herself on the edge of the bed, legs spread, robe half open. That little bar that tells you how tired or horny or whatever you are becomes this weird mini-game where you push yourself just to see if you can stay awake long enough to catch her walking from the shower. Once I spent too much time in the bathroom just clicking the mirror for no reason. Still kind of annoyed you can’t interact with the plants in the hallway. Don’t ask why, I just wanted to. Anyway, for me the best part is how it doesn’t rush. Sex comes, and it’s dirty and direct, but it crawls there through teasing, side glances, overheard fights, stupid chores, walking the same corridor a hundred times until it feels like home and prison at the same time.

The world in this game already went to shit before you even get to unzip anything. Cities are broken, rules are gone, and Matt, this young soldier with more trauma than sleep, crawls back home trying to figure out what the hell is left to care about. It is not a heroic return, it feels more like he just respawned in a bugged map. You slide into his skin and into his mess, and every choice you click is basically: "Do I try to be a decent human, or do I follow my dick and hope the universe doesn’t punish me too hard?" Of course, the universe absolutely punishes you. Or rewards you. Depends how much you like watching your supposed love interest get railed by someone who is not you, sometimes not even human in the normal way. There are moments where you’re in some half ruined apartment, your phone in one hand, other hand very busy, watching this big titted relative of yours pretend the world outside doesn’t exist while she grinds against you like tomorrow isn’t a thing, and the game pauses on a decision pop-up that looks like it was coded at 3 coffees too many. One tap and you’re the protective, jealous type. Another tap and suddenly you are opening the door for the monster in the shadows and thinking, "ok, I kinda wanna see how far this goes."

The funny part is how the game doesn’t even pretend to be classy. One scene you’re having this almost sweet talk with someone very close to your bloodline, like real soft, romance-style, she is sitting too close on the couch, shirt a little open, and there is this tiny moment where you think "wow, this is actually emotional." Then camera angle goes lower, her ass fills the screen like it is a weather forecast, and Matt’s brain returns to factory settings. It feels trashy, but also weirdly honest about how horny people are when there are no cops, no laws, just ghosts in the hallway and monsters in the basement. The paranormal stuff sneaks up on you in a good way. One night scene, you are walking down some ruined street, fog all over, and your phone buzzes like it is a Tinder match from hell. There is this creature watching you and the game is like: "kiss the demon or protect your family." Why not both, right? Sometimes the NTR hits hard though. I had one route where I thought I was building a slow burn romance with this thick, shy girl at home, giving her nice answers, defending her when others talk shit, and then out of nowhere I open a door and she is bent over for some thing with claws and a smug face. Game just lets you watch, no skip, like it is proud of itself. Also, side note, the notification sound in the UI is ugly as fuck, I hate it, it’s like an old Nokia tone, and now it’s burned in my brain forever. Anyway, the way the story branches when you lean into corruption or try to hold onto love is messy but in a good porn way, like sex on a couch full of clothes. Not neat, but you still come back to it on your phone, pretending you are just checking Telegram or TikTok while in reality you’re guiding this broken soldier through a world where morals died and tits got bigger. The game keeps asking "who do you want to protect" while it puts everyone you care about in situations where their panties or their sanity, or both, are optional.

Untamed Lust throws you right into a mess of uniforms, sweat and really bad decisions, and honestly that’s exactly why it works and why it pisses me off at the same time. You’re mostly riding inside Axel’s head, this ego on legs in an army coat, who treats the whole base like his personal porn set. One moment he’s barking orders at soldiers, next second he’s got a nurse pinned against a desk, pants halfway down, giving her this rough handjob while she tries not to moan too loud because people are literally walking past the door. The game loves that kind of “we might get caught” tension. Blowjobs in an office with blinds half open, anal in a supply tent while some idiot soldier is yelling outside, a quick wet jerk under the table during some fake serious briefing. The sex is not gentle at all, it’s power play, ego, cheating, messy lipstick, cum on stockings, that whole vibe. And when it slows down for masturbation scenes, it’s still not really romantic, more like “I’m horny, I have five minutes and a locked door, let’s go.” Weirdly hot. Also weirdly awful. Depends on your mood.

Then the whole thing shifts into the forest stuff and it feels like some horny survival horror that forgot the horror. Axel ends up hiding out in this wild forest after shit hits the fan, and here come Isabella, Cody, Valerie and Tobey like the dumbest camping crew ever. Isabella is this gorgeous dancer with a spine of steel who is absolutely done with her soft, useless boyfriend but still stuck with him, and the story keeps rubbing that in your face. One scene she’s quietly touching herself in a tent, trying not to wake Cody, thinking about someone else’s hands and mouth, and you just know that relationship is on life support. Valerie feels like the friend who says she’s “just here for the hike” but her eyes say “I will absolutely suck someone off by the campfire if things get spicy enough.” Tobey is written as this effeminate queer guy who ends up in situations where the camera lingers a bit too long on his lips, his ass, etc, and you start side‑eyeing the screen thinking, yeah, there’s going to be some LGBTQ stuff here for sure, and not just as background decoration.

The game sells itself on “your choices matter” but sometimes it’s more like your choices matter until the script wants a certain blowjob or anal scene, and then suddenly every path seems to bend toward that anyway. One branch has Axel basically turning a “friendly talk” by the river into a slow, dominating blowjob scene where he just pushes the head down a bit deeper every time, water splashing, birds chirping, like nature is just quietly watching this man prove he’s the alpha. In another route, you get this angry, cheating-driven vaginal fuck where Isabella finally snaps, rides the wrong guy like she’s trying to erase Cody from her body, legs wrapped tight, nails on his chest, and it’s hot as hell and also kind of depressing if you think for more than two seconds. And don’t expect the game to be shy with anal. There’s at least one scene where the build‑up is all about “you can say no” but the camera and the dialogue are very obviously waiting for you to say yes so he can push in slow, hear that sharp inhale, and then pound hard while one hand covers the mouth and the other digs into the hip. Oral, handjobs, masturbation, straight stuff, queer stuff, cheating everywhere, all wrapped into this weird mix of power fantasy and “these people are emotionally ruined but sure, let’s fuck in the forest again.” It’s horny, messy, kind of trashy, and if you’re into that, yeah, it hits. Even when it really shouldn’t.

Whole thing feels like somebody grabbed Overwatch, threw it into a horny fanfic Discord, and then actually finished it for once. You’re basically dropped into this weird “school but not really school” setup where Tracer is cracking jokes, D.Va’s glued to her phone like she’s farming Twitch subs, and Mercy looks like she’s pretending to be responsible while absolutely not being responsible at all. It’s a visual novel, so yeah, expect a lot of clicking through dialogue, but the dev at least tries to make you feel like the choices matter. One moment you’re just teasing D.Va about her stream, next moment you’ve got her on her knees, eyes glossy, sloppy sound effects in your headphones, and you’re like “ok I did not expect it to escalate on this click.” The transitions into the scenes are actually kinda smooth, except when they’re not and it jumps straight from flirty banter to her lips around your cock like someone hit fast forward on Pornhub.

The 3D look is… funny. Sometimes Mercy’s ass looks like it has its own gravity field, like it’s about to pull the whole classroom into orbit, and then in the next scene her face goes a bit plastic and you’re stuck staring at her mouth because the tongue animation is way better than it has any right to be. Oral stuff is clearly where the dev had the most fun. D.Va drooling on your shaft, Mercy going slow and “professional”, Tracer doing that playful tease where she kisses just the tip then pulls back with this smirk that makes you want to choke her and thank her at the same time. Couple of animated loops feel like proper hentai clips you’d find on some shady Telegram channel, with the camera glued to their lips, spit strings, little throat bulge, you know the good shit. And the butts. Every time someone bends over, the camera basically forgets there is a head attached. I opened it “just to check the art” and ended up rewinding one Mercy ass shot like I was in VLC trying to find my favorite timestamp.

It still has that parody energy. They mention their “hero” stuff and sci‑fi crap just enough to remind you this is technically the Overwatch universe, then two lines later you have Tracer straddling you in some random classroom, riding you with her boobs bouncing in a way Blizzard would probably sue over. I liked how you can act like a nice guy or a smug bastard and both paths still lead to filthy scenes, just with different flavor: gentle blowjob with shy eye contact, or D.Va gagging on you while you hold her head and she looks up all bratty. Sometimes the pacing is weird, like you get this long emotional talk with Mercy about her past, you think “oh plot now”, and one choice later she’s kneeling between your legs, lipstick smeared on your dick. UI is fine, whatever, I played it half on my laptop while pretending to answer Slack messages. The only thing that annoyed me was one teasing scene that drags on forever, Tracer keeps edging you with her hand and mouth, the text goes on and on, and the actual payoff animation is like three seconds. I still replayed it.

City like this always feels a bit horny and a bit dangerous at the same time. You start as this broke delivery guy, running boring routes, talking shit to yourself in the dark streets, wondering if rent or your sanity dies first. Then one very wrong encounter later, your throat is open, everything goes black, and when you wake up you’re a vampire with a hard-on and a second life you didn’t ask for. It’s not some sparkly teenage drama either. People bleed. Heads crack. The game doesn’t fade to black when someone gets ripped apart, it actually shows you. And in the middle of that mess you’re trying to figure out if you want to be the tragic romance type or just a complete bastard corrupting every girl who crosses your path. One moment you’re having a semi-sweet talk with a shy “good girl” virgin who trusts you because you saved her from some creep, next moment you’re pushing her down on a stained mattress, finger in her ass, making her choke on your cock and calling that “training”. The writing really leans into that: one path lets you act like a protective love interest, the other like a walking red flag with fangs. Both feel right for a vampire, honestly.

What makes it fun is that it’s not only click through text and watch boobs bounce. You wander the city like in a small adventure game, poking into alleys, shops, shady clubs, even some weird paranormal spots. You pick jobs, take quests, grind stats, unlock new powers. Get stronger, get richer, get more dangerous. Superpowers and corruption go hand in hand: you charm a milf long enough and suddenly she’s begging to be your personal blood bank, legs wide open while you decide if you want to cum in her pussy or in her ass. Some scenes start almost wholesome, like you just giving a massage, a bit of teasing, a slow handjob. Then toys appear. Vibrators, plugs, collars. You pull her hair, make her ride you until there is a sloppy creampie dripping down her thighs, and she thanks you like it’s a religious experience. There is this nice whiplash between male domination and female domination too. You think you’re in control, then an older vampire girl puts a heel on your chest, jerks you off nice and slow, stops right before you cum and tells you exactly whose pet you are now. The incest angle is handled in that porn logic way: everyone acts like they know it’s taboo but they just keep going, touching, groping, “accidentally” walking in during masturbation, turning family drama into porn logic romance. And yeah, there is prostitution, actual street girls, deals for blood and sex, sometimes both at once. Some routes let you keep things romantic, soft kisses, gentle vaginal sex, cuddling after. Others push you into being a complete pervert, using mind control to turn a decent woman into a cock drunk toy who offers anal just because you smiled at her. It’s messy and a bit trashy and also kind of addicting, like watching late night anime that suddenly went full hentai without telling anyone.

This one feels like some horny fever dream written by a guy who watched way too many romance dramas and then said “yeah, but what if everyone had huge tits and zero shame.” You play this dude who keeps telling himself he’s doing everything “for love” while the game keeps throwing more women with big asses and soft thighs in his way like it’s testing his faith, and of course he fails every single test. There’s no choices, no pretending, no stat grinding, just you sitting there, watching his life snowball from sweet to filthy. It starts kind of cute and almost normal, with that slow teasing vibe, some accidental touching, a kiss that lingers too long, her pressing her chest into him while acting like it’s nothing. Then it escalates fast, like the script forgot about restraint halfway through and went, “ok, now everyone wants his dick and he’s suddenly fine with that.”

The voyeur stuff hits early. There’s this scene where he’s outside her room, door not fully closed, and she’s on the bed, phone on silent, panties halfway down, rubbing herself slow while whispering his name. Camera just stays on her hand working between her legs, the little wet sounds getting louder, and he’s there, stiff, breathing heavy, not even trying to look away. You don’t click anything. You just watch him watch her. Later you get him spying through a cracked bathroom door while another girl is in the shower, water running over her curves, her fingers sliding between those big cheeks, then slipping inside while she props one leg up for “balance.” It’s not subtle, but it’s hot, especially how the game keeps cutting between his face, red and guilty, and her face, totally lost in it. They even give you one scene where he catches two of them half dressed, playing with each other on the couch, one girl sucking on the other’s nipples, big tits pushed together, and instead of screaming or running they just smile at him and open up the space between them like “you were already watching, might as well join.” Real subtle, yeah.

Sex scenes are long, like old hentai OVA long. You get full-on oral where she’s on her knees, drool sliding down his shaft, her eyes looking up, hands squeezing his ass while she takes him deeper with sloppy, wet sounds that just don’t stop. The game loves making you hear everything, from the first shallow lick to when she finally gags around the tip. Vaginal scenes go even harder. There’s this one with her on all fours on the bed, ass high, back arched, cheeks jiggling every time he thrusts in. You get those slow pushes at first, just the head slipping inside while she shivers and digs her fingers into the sheets, then he grabs her hips and slams in all the way, skin smacking, her moans going from shy to full on “fuck me harder.” Camera angles focus on the part where his cock keeps disappearing into her, her pussy stretching, lips swollen and shiny, and when he finally finishes he stays buried, pumping her full until the creampie drips out around the base. They do that thing where he pulls out slowly and you see it leaking out of her, thick and heavy, running down between those big ass cheeks. If that doesn’t do it for you, nothing will. And yeah, it’s a harem setup, but it’s funny how they still pretend this is about “love” while he’s creaming in basically every girl who bends over in front of him. Priorities.