Christmas lights, cheap tinsel, fake smiles and then suddenly the room tilts and your brain feels like it’s running on Windows XP in safe mode. That’s basically Becky’s life now. You’re in her head, this 21-year-old brunette with a body that makes every camera angle feel like it’s trying to cop a feel: big tits squeezed into clothes that are definitely one size too hopeful, ass fighting the seams whenever she bends to pick something up. It’s not just “oh wow she’s hot”, it’s that kind of heavy, bouncy flesh that makes every quiet hospital corridor sound louder in your skull because the game actually gives her weight. Footsteps soft on tile, the tiny swish of fabric when her thighs brush, the creak of a cheap chair when she shifts her hips. I’m a sound nerd, I notice this stupid stuff.

The “Vertigo” thing isn’t just a plot excuse, it feels like a constant little audio bug in the back of your ear. When Becky has one of her episodes, the whole soundstage starts to warp, like someone dragging a vinyl record with their finger. Background hum from the hospital suddenly dips, people’s voices slide slightly out of pitch for half a second and then snap back. It’s unnerving and kinda hot at the same time, especially when it hits in the middle of a lewd scene. One second she’s getting pushed against a wall by a woman in a tight nurse outfit, clipboard clattering on the floor, breathing getting faster, soft wet sounds starting up, and then boom, that weird heartbeat-in-your-ears effect kicks in and you feel like you’re going to tip over with her. The nurse here isn’t just “sexy outfit + boob window”, she talks to Becky like she’s a patient and a plaything. Latex gloves snapping, that faint rubber squeak when her hand slides over bare skin, the rustle of sheets when she pins Becky down for a “check up” that has zero to do with medicine. Slight moan in the left ear, a low whisper in the right, it’s surprisingly intimate for a porn VN.

Outside the hospital stuff, you get this slow-burn investigation mood where Becky tries to figure out what Vertigo actually is, and why other people have their own twisted versions of it. You walk into apartments at night and the whole ambience changes: fridge hum, distant city noise, floorboards creak when that older woman with the milf energy steps closer. She’s got that dangerous calm voice, like someone who already made a bad decision and wants company. When she leans in, you hear the faint clink of jewelry against her cleavage, her breath deeper, more confident than Becky’s shaky little gasps. Sex scenes with her feel heavier, more raw. Bedframe hits the wall with a dull thud, Becky’s muffled cries against a pillow, wet sounds not overdone but sharp enough you feel them in your neck. Then, in the same game, someone screams in another room, there’s blood on tile, and the sound design doesn’t flinch: impact is meaty, not cartoony, and the silence after is worse. No heroic music, just the buzzing light and Becky’s breathing going from horny to panicked. It jumps between lust, fear, curiosity so fast it almost feels broken, but that messy mood actually matches her: horny, confused, turned on by people she should probably be running away from, chasing answers that only lead to more fucked up nights. I still hate one thing though: there is this one looping corridor ambience that has a tiny echo in it, like a spoon touching a mug, and once you hear it you cannot unhear it. Never fixed, just sits there, quietly annoying, while Becky’s big ass walks past another door that definitely hides something you probably shouldn’t open.

This one starts really small and a bit stupid, in a good way. Girl trips, lands on her ass, skirt rides up, and suddenly you’re not sure if you’re supposed to be a gentleman or an absolute creep. It pretends to be all innocent at first, like some clumsy slice-of-life mobile game you open while waiting for Uber, but every little choice you make has that quiet “you know exactly what you’re doing” energy. You’re basically living inside her phone and head at the same time. She’s shy, kind of nerdy, kind of a late bloomer, and the whole world keeps poking at the fact she’s still a virgin. It’s not shouted in your face, it just sits there in the background, like a locked door you keep circling around.

What got me hooked is how ordinary everything feels before it gets dirty. You’re doing normal daily stuff: checking her messages, choosing outfits that are “totally casual” but oops, those shorts are way tighter than she admits; deciding if she pulls the curtains or leaves them half open. That stupid half-open curtain is doing more work than most hentai plots. At one point I had her changing bra in the bedroom while pretending she doesn’t notice some guy across the street clearly staring from his window. The game kind of hangs on that silent moment where she looks at her phone, hesitates, and just keeps undressing. No pop-up “perv choice!” or anything. Just her, the window, and you knowing she’s pretending not to know. It’s way more erotic than the first actual sex scene, which is funny and also not funny at all.

The dating sim parts are weirdly cute and a little messed up. One route I tried, she goes for this “nice” guy from class, does all the normal texting, coffee, study session stuff, and it still turns into you nudging her to send that one photo that’s a bit too much for a first date. No filters, no fancy angles, just her sitting on her bed in an old T-shirt, hand sneaking down inside her panties when she thinks about him. I liked that it doesn’t instantly throw her into hardcore. You see her masturbate badly, like, realistically badly. Fingers fumbling, breathing uneven, she loses rhythm when a notification pops on the screen. It’s horny, but also kind of silly. There is a bathroom scene with her on the floor, back against the tub, phone on the edge of the sink playing some trashy pop song on Spotify, and she’s trying to be quiet while her family is in the next room. That mix of panic and arousal hits hard.

The game likes voyeur vibes a lot. Not just “you watch her”; it flips it around. There is this bus ride where she’s scrolling some cheap hookup app, not even planning to use it, and suddenly she notices her reflection in the window. Short skirt, thighs pressed together. She shifts a bit and realizes the dude behind her might see under the hem if she relaxes her legs. You can make her close them or, you know, not. I left them slightly parted and did nothing else. No big script, no big reward, just a tiny animation of her cheeks flushing and her thumb pausing mid-scroll. That tiny moment is hotter than the later full-on vaginal scene on the couch, where she finally lets someone fuck her slowly and clumsily, losing that “first time” tension while trying not to moan too loud because people are literally in the same house. The couch scene looks good but also feels almost too clean, like the camera is a bit in love with her body and forgets about the awkwardness. I wanted more stuttering, more “wait, it hurts, okay, keep going” stuff. Instead she warms up kind of fast. It works, but it could bite a bit harder.

I also kinda hate how her phone keyboard sound is on by default. Those little clicks while she’s texting something horny break my brain and I still didn’t turn them off. And there’s a part where she’s alone at night, scrolling porn for the first time, looking at other girls getting railed, and she just copies what they do with this slow, careful touch that doesn’t match the hardcore she’s watching. That contrast is really nice. You’re not just pressing a “masturbate” button; you’re choosing if she keeps going when someone walks past the door, or stops and pretends to sleep. I had her continue. Hearing footsteps, her fingers speeding up, her breathing going high and sharp, knowing her family is two meters away and she’s about to cum anyway. It’s fucked up. It’s also exactly why I kept playing on my phone in landscape mode, pretending it’s just another idle simulator. The game knows it, too. It keeps winking at you, then pretending it didn’t.

Heavy metal sky, poison fog somewhere far under your feet, and you stuck on this floating rust bucket where everybody pretends they’re professional and noble until the lights go dim and belts come off. That’s the vibe here. You’re the new guy on the elite resource crew, supposed to be all serious with scanners and oxygen levels and “mission focus,” but half your brain is already thinking about that mechanic girl in the hangar who keeps “checking” your harness straps way too slow. On the surface it’s all sci-fi gear, suits, fancy tools, but between trips it turns into something closer to a porn hub search history that learned how to walk. You go from briefing room to blowjob in a storage closet faster than Discord goes from “hey guys” to full rule 34. Some of the scenes hit hard out of nowhere too. One moment you’re watching the airship drift through this neon green cloud, listening to some low hum like a chill lo-fi playlist, next moment you’re on your knees between someone’s thighs, hands tied to a pipe, feeling her thighs push your face deeper while she rides your mouth like it’s the last oxygen tank on the ship. The animation has this slightly off timing sometimes, which weirdly makes it feel more real, like when a horny cam model’s camera lags on Chaturbate and your brain just fills in the movement anyway.

What I liked is how the sex isn’t just “reward unlocked, congrats, here is generic pose number three.” There’s this scene after a rough mission where you stumble back to your bunk, sweating, gear still half on, and this older officer follows you in, locks the hatch, pushes you to sit, then just sinks down on your cock without a word. No slow fade, no speech, just this desperate grind. You feel the airship tilt a bit, alarms muffled in the background, and she clamps down on you right when some turbine roars outside. She rides you hard, nails digging into your shoulders, and when she makes you cum inside her, it doesn’t cut away. She just stays there, full of you, breathing heavy, one gloved hand on your chest, and you see your cum leak out slowly when she finally lifts off and tells you to “suit up again, hero.” That creampie shot with the light from a cracked porthole flickering over her skin honestly stuck in my head more than the big “story” moment before it. Funny thing, the UI color drives me crazy, by the way, this weird shade that looks like someone tried to copy Spotify in low light and failed. Anyway, the BDSM bits start almost playful then escalate, like the first time they strap you to that inspection table “for a safety scan” and suddenly the restraints tighten more than they need to. There’s a scene where they gag you with an air filter strap and use you until you’re basically just a toy, and at the same time the game pretends it’s still about keeping the city alive. It lies. This thing is about mouths full of cock in maintenance shafts, messy cream dripping onto cold metal floors, and that strange feeling when you’re hanging from a cable over the toxic fog thinking about how good it felt when the captain’s boot pressed between your shoulder blades while she rode you from behind and told you you’re just another resource to extract.

This one feels like you woke up in some cheap fantasy hentai, but everyone accidentally got way more backstory than expected. You start as the usual dude with too many women orbiting him, but the moment that witch girl walks into your house, the whole family vibe flips. She’s all mysterious and smug, pretending she’s just passing by, and five minutes later she is basically tangled in the daily life of your mother, your sisters, those twins who are a bit too touchy for “just siblings”, and even that MILF neighbor who keeps bending over right in front of the window like she’s doing an OnlyFans preview. The game leans hard into the first person stuff, like it really wants you to feel that she is staring straight into your eyes when she jerks you off slowly, whispering about “changing fate” while your cock is the only thing actually changing. And the magic? Mostly an excuse to have girls flashing tits at the worst possible time, teleporting into bathrooms, and “accidentally” mind controlling someone into stripping in the living room while the rest of the family walks past.

Sex scenes hit that messy, not-romantic-at-all mood I like. First blowjob with the witch is not some clean, perfect porn thing. She gags a little, drool everywhere, her mascara almost running, and she keeps looking up with that crazed ahegao face like she’s half drunk on cum and half trying to see your future in your dick. There is this group moment later, where the twins corner you in the hallway, one pressing your hand on her ass while the other slowly guides your cock between her thighs, using her body like a warm toy. They tease you to pick who gets the creampie, but of course the game is a tease too and drags it out, tossing in the witch spying from the stairs. She pretends she is just “observing destinies” while fingering herself. That scene stuck in my head, mostly because of how fucked it gets when the camera stays glued to your POV and you only catch glimpses of boobs and asses around you, like a chaotic harem storm. Also, the sound sliders are a small thing, but cranking up the moans and lowering the text box opacity on my phone felt oddly satisfying. I was playing on Android Chrome, half-screened while fake-working on Google Sheets, and I almost tapped the wrong window when one of the girls started yelling your name during anal. Still a bit annoying you need to pause and dig into the menu for the gallery, but then you open it and realize you already missed two scenes because you picked the “nice” option earlier. Fate is a bitch, yeah, but that’s kind of the point here. Everyone smiles, flirts, jokes, you think it’s all comfy romance, and then the story drops some darker hint about people dying in other timelines and you suddenly notice how clingy the witch is, how she talks about “keeping you” like you’re a pet. Sex keeps getting hotter, more daring, more exhibitionist stuff, peeking on girls masturbating through cracked doors, titfucking in the kitchen while someone walks by behind the frosted glass. The more the harem grows, the more it feels like you are walking toward a bad end that will taste amazing going down. Honestly, if this game doesn’t end in tears, curses and a broken family, I’ll be a little disappointed.