Game throws you right into this weird mix of modern world and magic dungeons like it forgot to explain half the rules and kinda expects you just roll with it. You play this ex special forces guy who used to solve problems with guns and tactics, now he has to deal with corridors full of horny demon things and magic bullshit that ignores bullets. It feels a bit like someone mashed a shooter story with a porn VN and then said “yeah, good enough” and honestly I respect that chaos. First time you walk into a dungeon and the MC realizes his gear does nothing, the whole vibe switches from macho soldier to “oh shit I’m meat in a meat grinder” and then suddenly these new powers awaken and it turns sexy in like five clicks. There is this early scene where a monster girl tries to rip him apart, he counters with his new ability, pins her to the wall and the whole fight melts into this really messy violation scene, hips slamming, drool, eyes rolled back, classic ahegao face, and the camera just lingers way too long on the cum leaking out. Felt actually kind of dirty in a good way, like the dev knew exactly what people came for. Animation looks a bit stiff sometimes, but when he finishes inside and you see that little twitch and her belly flexes, yeah, they knew where to spend the effort.

The whole sandbox structure is messy as hell but also kinda addictive. You bounce between dungeon runs, hub areas and some random encounters that feel like the dev woke up and said “today I add mind break scene, no explanation.” I liked one run where I pushed too far into a deeper floor, got the MC grabbed by this big ogre thing, health sc*** down to 0, and instead of a simple game over, it triggered a long *** scene where he gets forced into fucking some corrupted priestess as payment for his life, with looping thrust animations and her face switching between terror and that overdone tongue-out expression. I was half annoyed I lost the run and half going “ok yeah, keep going.” Dialogue is clunky, English feels like it was translated by Google on a bad day, which honestly matches my brain, so I didn’t mind. What bothered me more was the UI sound for clicking the damn inventory, it’s like this cheap plastic tick I started to hate and then forgot to mute. Combat has that vibe where you spam skills without reading what they really do, but sometimes you chain them perfect and end on a finisher that auto-plays a creampie scene if you defeat certain bosses. Watching the MC pant over some defeated witch, shoving himself in raw right on the dungeon floor, no condom, no logic, while she twitches and moans like a broken NPC, somehow made the whole “saving the world from monsters” plot feel like background noise. Honestly, I kept telling myself I’m here for the fantasy setting and progression, but next thing I know I’m just farming certain rooms because I know they have that one animation where the MC empties inside and you see it oozing out in a close-up. I forgot what point I tried to make here, but yeah, the game sticks in your head like that.

So there's this weird little game about Lincoln getting cursed by some horny demon, and honestly? The premise is so ridiculous it actually works. You're clicking around trying to seduce your crush Leni while this succubus is literally sucking the life out of you - but here's where it gets messy in the best way. The sound design hits different when Luna's moaning in that fake British accent, and Rita's... well, let's just say the landlord situation escalates quickly. The ahegao faces are over-the-top cartoon bullshit, but somehow that makes the whole thing hotter? Like when you're groping Leni and her expression just breaks - it's so fucking exaggerated it loops back to being sexy.

The pacing is all wrong though, which might be intentional or just sloppy coding. You'll spend forever clicking through dialogue with Luna about her punk aesthetic, then suddenly you're balls deep in a handjob scene with Rita that comes out of nowhere. Actually, that's not true - there are buildup moments, but they're buried under so much parody humor you miss them. The big tits physics are laughably bad, bouncing like they're filled with jello, yet I found myself replaying those groping sequences anyway. Rita's ass is rendered with this weird attention to detail that doesn't match the rest of the art style, like someone spent way too much time on that specific asset. The point-and-click mechanics feel clunky as hell - you're hunting for hotspots while Lincoln's supposedly dying from demon possession, which creates this bizarre urgency that doesn't match the gameplay at all.

What really fucks with me is how the milf content with Rita feels more genuine than the main Leni storyline, even though she's supposed to be the fashionable crush driving the plot. The demon possession angle becomes background noise once you're deep in the sex scenes, which defeats the whole supernatural premise but... honestly, who cares when the handjob animations are this detailed?

Rush description during subway, sorry if my english go weird.

This one throws you right into that quiet, uncomfortable space at home after a funeral, but then slowly turns it into something way more fucked up and horny than it has any right to be. You’re Saigo, the older brother, stuck in a tiny apartment with Hana who used to be lively, now she’s like a doll that talks. Her face is empty, eyes kinda dead, but she still says pervy stuff with flat voice and it messes with your head. Game doesn’t even pretend to be normal romance for long. It starts with “care,” then it becomes “how far can I push my sister while telling myself it’s therapy.”

There’s no choices, it just moves, one scene into another, and you just sit there on your phone like an idiot on the bus watching your own character cross line after line. It starts with harmless touching, “checking her temperature” while she lies on the bed in her school uniform, shirt just a bit open, bra visible. You tell yourself it’s nothing, but then your hand stays too long on her chest and the text says her nipple is hard under the fabric. She doesn’t react, no blush, no cute anime squeal. Just “Is this necessary, onii-chan?” in that blank expression, and it’s somehow nastier than normal moaning. Later she’s in her classroom, sitting by the window, and you get a flashback of when you first noticed her tits got huge in middle school. That scene lingers way too long on how her blouse buttons are fighting for their life. Four screens of text only about the way the fabric hugs her big ass when she leans forward. I actually missed my stop once because of that stupid button tension.

The sex escalates like a slow boil. There’s this one scene in the bathroom where she’s brushing her teeth and you come in behind her, and the camera just stays on the foam around her lips while she stares at her reflection. You touch her hips, and she doesn’t move away, and somehow that’s hotter than if she jumped on you. When you finally get her to wrap those soft hands around your dick, she keeps this weird monotone commentary like “The hardness is increasing” while pumping you, no emotion, drool shining on her chin. The first blowjob is wild because she goes from robotic to full ahegao in about three lines, tongue out, eyes rolled, tears at the corners, like her brain just flipped a switch. You cum on her face and she calmly asks if this is part of the “treatment plan.” That line killed me and turned me on at same time. And the creampie scenes later, on her bed with the old photo of your dead mom on the nightstand looking right at you, are just wrong in the exactly right way. She wraps her legs around you, huge boobs bouncing, pussy soaking, and only then you notice at the very bottom of the screen there’s a tiny text note about her still wearing her school socks. I don’t know why that detail hit harder than the whole harem side thing with the other girls at school, including that scene where you eat her out behind the gym while your so-called “girlfriend” is waiting on LINE. The cheating angle barely gets called out, which somehow makes it filthier. It’s like the game assumes you already accepted you’re trash, so it doesn’t bother to judge you. Or maybe it does and I just pretended not to see it.

Kendra walks back into Al-Mara Academy like she owns the place and also kinda hates every brick in it. She is this vampire witch mix, all sharp eyes, big tits, big attitude, and you can feel she is here to fuck things up and also maybe fuck half the staff. The school used to be her home, now it is more like this creepy ex you have unfinished business with. Her old mentor vanished, there is talk about forbidden rituals, monsters in the basement, and students who look way too innocent until they have you pinned against a gothic column with fangs at your throat. The whole place has this strange vibe where a classroom can turn into a crime scene or a sex dungeon with candles and leather in about two clicks. One path you are asking questions about the rector. Next scene you are on your knees in the staff lounge, tasting someone’s secrets while they pull your hair and whisper spells straight into your ear.

What I like is how regular academy shit mixes with the horny and the strange. You are supposed to teach, right, be this serious professor in dark robes, but five minutes later you have a tattooed monster girl with claws tracing your throat, teasing and refusing to give a straight answer unless you let her ride your face. There is a lot going on under the surface. Racial tension between different magical races, old rules broken, new rules nobody respects, and then Kendra trying to keep her cool while her own hunger is constantly poked. Some scenes are soft, like slow romance in a quiet library, fingers brushing over a spellbook before sliding between thighs under the table. Then the game suddenly goes hard into BDSM, collaring, spanking, ropes glowing with runes, a student calling you “Professor” with that stupid ahegao face while you push deep and she clenches around you and begs for creampie like it is extra credit. The tone jumps from mystery to pure filth so fast it feels almost wrong, but in a good “yeah okay ruin me more” kind of way. Sometimes the investigation stops dead because some tall vampire with a big ass leans over the desk and you just forget you were checking clues and not her panties.

Sex here is not just “scene, cum, next.” It feels tangled with power and identity. Female domination pops up a lot, and Kendra is not always the one in control. Sometimes she has a student on their back, legs wide, nails in their hips while she grinds down and makes them choke on her pace. Other times some older witch presses her face into the mattress, whispers a spell, and you feel her tongue and magic at the same time, like she is rewriting you from inside. Oral, vaginal, messy creampies that drip down pale skin, monster girls with weird tongues and tight bodies that are almost human and not quite. In one scene a shy girl in gothic lace finally snaps, shoves Kendra against a stained glass window, bites her lip hard enough to draw blood, and rides her hand with this desperate rhythm while outside the bell tolls like a judge. And you still have to remember which suspect lied to you earlier. Or not. Honestly, half the fun is getting lost in the academy’s shadows and letting its sick little mix of romance, fear, and wet sheets pull you wherever it wants.