Gina is the kind of girl who makes you feel weak just by breathing near her. Thick arms, thick thighs, big soft everything, and still running around in tight sport gear like it’s nothing. You’re not some faceless ghost here, you are literally in her head, making choices, pushing her to grind in the gym or grind on somebody’s lap, sometimes both in same day. The whole town is like one big horny playground built around her body and her dad’s broken-down gym, full of people who either want to use her, worship her, or get crushed between those legs. And she actually starts kinda small at first, just strong and curvy, then every time you push another set, another deal, another fucked up favor, she grows. Arms thicker, ass bigger, abs more cut, expressions sluttier, moans louder. You start to memorize the way she groans when she hits that last rep. Yeah, I’m that kind of freak.

The best thing is how normal everything pretends to be at first. You just go around Burlingfort, talking to locals, doing small quests, fixing equipment, checking your phone like it’s a regular RPG life-sim. Then suddenly some stacked milf in yoga pants is offering “private stretching sessions” in the back room. Or the mafia guy shows up and basically says, pay up with money or with body. You think, ok, I’ll be a good girl, I’ll grind the sport events and training jobs, sell some supplements, right. Next thing, you’re arranging evening “work” in alleys and hotel rooms, still wearing your gym jacket while some rich bastard is smacking Gina’s huge ass and begging her to flex for him. And yeah, the game lets you decide: make her a loyal romantic dork who just wants one girl to kiss after sparring, or a full-on muscle goddess who fucks her way through half the city, sometimes with a collar around her neck, sometimes with a leash in her hand instead, stomping on people like they are her warm-up mats.

There are so many small moments that stick in the head. Like that scene where she first realizes she can literally lift a grown man with one arm during combat training, and the dialogue just quietly shifts from “fight” to “oh, you like that, don’t you?” while you’re still picking skills. Or the first time she walks into the locker room and sees another buff sporty girl in a tight uniform, and you get the choice between acting shy, acting cocky, or pinning her against the lockers and kissing her stupid. Or when she has to do a “special session” for money, and you can make her tease the client by flexing her biceps slowly while he’s already on his knees, then sit on his face until he’s begging her like some pathetic paypig. There’s humor all over it too, stupid jokes during serious scenes, ahegao faces when she’s supposed to be acting tough, random NPCs referencing stuff I’ve seen in meme pages on Reddit and Twitter. Sometimes it goes too far into the grind, like you’re running back and forth between gym and town again and again just to unlock one more pervy scene, but then she shows up in a new outfit, muscles pumped, tits barely contained, calling you a perv in that smug way, and yeah. I forget what I was complaining about.

Luminary Protocol looks at you like a normal isekai porn VN, then slowly grabs you by the throat and reminds you it is actually a horror story where your cock is just another weak point. You wake up in this twisted copy of Earth, some weird mashup of school corridors, ruined city blocks and floating fantasy shit that should not be in the same sky. Gods and demons run the whole thing like a sick game show. You’re the typical male protagonist on paper, virgin, awkward, POV everywhere, but the game really likes to push you into ugly choices while your dick is still out. One second you’re flirting with a thick milf teacher in a half-collapsed school wing, watching her tits bounce in these smooth little animated loops while she’s grinding on your lap, and the next second the hallway behind her is crawling with something that used to be a girl and now has insect legs and too many teeth. It never fully lets you feel safe, even when your pants are off and her bra is on the floor and she’s guiding your hand up under her blouse for that slow groping scene that goes on just a bit too long. I played it like a coward, always picking the non-aggressive, “let’s talk about this” stuff, skipping any fight chance. No combat, just sneaking through scenes, hiding in classrooms, and somehow I still ended up knee deep in monster girls who wanted to ride me more than kill me. Or both, hard to say.

The sex itself swings around between kinda sweet and straight up fucked. There’s this school rooftop moment with your “totally not related” older woman from home, and the game leans hard on that taboo shit. She’s scolding you about dangerous magic while her blouse is open and she’s pressing your face into her tits because “you need comfort.” The camera goes low, she pulls your cock out, spits on it and does this lazy handjob with her soft annoyed voice in your ear, like she’s mad at you for getting hard but still jerking you off anyway. Later she pins you in a storage room, panties around one ankle, and you get full vaginal sex with her trying to keep quiet while the other students scream somewhere down the hall from whatever monster just spawned during a Convergence. The AI CG is bizarre in a good way, bodies look a bit too perfect and then you notice some tiny wrong detail in the background that makes your skin crawl. Sometimes the boobs are huge, stupid big, and the titfuck scenes turn into this soft, slow suffocation where the girl talks about “maybe letting you cum inside next time” because pregnancy here is not just a fetish, it has plot weight. One route actually hints that fucking the wrong girl bare could spawn some magic hybrid kid that the gods want, but I refused any raw creampie like I was playing a pacifist path of my own balls. I tell myself I am here for the story, the multiple endings, the weird alignment stuff, but I reloaded a save three times just to watch one oral scene again where the shy monster girl with horns and big tits practices kissing your shaft like it’s some dating sim homework. She melts a bit when you don’t push her, and the game quietly remembers that for later scenes. Or maybe I imagined that. Hard to tell when you’re half hard, half scared, and watching your choices drag you toward something that feels like both romance and a slow, wet apocalypse.

College town sex drama with messy people, that is what this thing is, no fancy wrapping. You drop into campus life as this pretty normal guy, not a hero, not a loser, just someone who ends up in way too many bedrooms and way too many bad choices. Classes and exams exist mostly so the game can shove you into hallways, libraries and dorm corridors where clothes do not stay on very long. Girls in tight tops pretending they care about studying, guys pretending they care about friendship while staring at asses. The rival shows up early, that smug bastard with perfect hair who smiles like he already fucked half the dorm. He keeps nudging the story into cheating territory. Not in a soft “oops I tripped and landed on a dick” way, more like “I know your girl is weak when she drinks and I am going to prove it.” The game makes you watch it, too. A lot of scenes start with you as the voyeur, behind a cracked door or across the courtyard, listening to moans that might be for you. Or maybe not.

The cutscenes are where it gets fun and also kind of trashy, in a good porn way. You can feel the AI CG doing heavy lifting. Faces look a bit too smooth sometimes, like those Instagram filters, but the expressions when a shy girl finally opens her legs for another woman are surprisingly hot. There is a sequence in a shared dorm shower that really stands out: steam all over, towels barely hanging, two girls teasing each other with soap while the male MC is “accidentally” walking in. One of them notices him, does not say a thing, just keeps rubbing the other’s nipples, slow, while maintaining eye contact with you through the half-open curtain. That moment when the other girl realizes someone is watching and her thighs clamp together, but she still leans into the touch, that is the kind of corruption the game likes. It is not instant brainwashing, more like small decisions stacked until someone’s “good girl” act is completely ruined. And sometimes the camera cuts away right when you want that final close up, which annoys the hell out of me and then they never fix it in the next scene.

Sex variety is all over the place. You get classic dorm-room grinding with underwear tossed on the desk, lazy afternoon blowjob while some sad university music track plays from a laptop, and then it swings into full-on interracial scenes where the rival drags a drunk girl from a party to a quiet corner. The skin tones in those scenes actually look decent, especially compared to a lot of cheap porn games where darker characters look like plastic. Here, when your girl sneaks off to fuck someone else, you really see the difference between your body and his, and they lean into that. One late-night bar scene has your date slow dancing with you, then swapping partners with another couple, then hands wandering, then she ends up pressed against the wall with someone else’s fingers inside her while you stand there pretending it is all part of the “open-minded college vibe.” I liked the way the game lets you grope in crowded places too, like sliding your hand under a skirt in the back row of the lecture hall while the professor talks about something nobody cares about. Knocked my coffee over once during a long grinding scene, keyboard sticky for a week, still no dedicated “clean desk” option in settings and yes, I am bitter. Music is hit and miss, sometimes it nails this late-night chill mood that fits a slow lesbian make-out in a dorm bed, sometimes it loops a weird little upbeat track during a very serious cheating scene and kills the mood. But then you get a simple stripping sequence in a cramped dorm room, just your girl awkwardly dancing out of her sweater and bra while trying not to laugh, and suddenly it feels more real than half the “professional” erotic stuff on Steam. You kinda wish the game would slow down more often like that, right before it throws you back into spying on your not-so-faithful love interest as she rides someone else on a squeaky mattress with the door slightly open, like the whole corridor is invited to listen.

Your phone is the real main character here. Not the guy you play, not the girls with the soft smiles and way-too-tight jeans, but that stupid little screen that never stops buzzing at the wrong time. You start with this cozy, slightly boring relationship, the kind where you already know how she takes her coffee and what porn tabs you keep half-hidden. It feels safe. Almost too safe. Then the messages start getting weird. Notifications pop up that are just off enough to make your stomach sink. A heart emoji from someone you barely remember. A photo cropped just a little too carefully. A chat thread with way too many deleted messages. You are not supposed to see some of this, and the game knows you want to.

The whole thing plays out like you are stuck between two chats at once, trying not to fuck everything up while also kind of wanting to. You switch between talking sweet to your girlfriend and flirting with someone you probably should not even be typing “hey” to. One second you are apologizing for being late to dinner, next second you are staring at a close-up of a huge ass pressed up against a mirror, trying to decide if you send a horny reply or leave it on read and pretend it never happened. The game likes to tease you with those little choices. Do you scroll further down the gallery and risk seeing something that will ruin your night, or put the phone away like a good boy and pretend the problem is not there. Obviously you scroll.

The cheating stuff is not just “haha, sex with someone else”, it is more like slow poison. Your guy reads a message, hesitates, lies about it in the next scene, and that small lie echoes later when she looks at you just a bit too long and says “you alright?” while her own phone buzzes face down on the table. There are AI-style CGs of her bent over the couch with her hair messy and her ass taking up half the screen, but the more you stare the more you keep thinking “who took this angle” and it stops feeling safe at all. One scene really hit: you are on voice call with your girl, she is telling you about her day, and in a side chat some other woman sends a bathroom mirror nude, wet skin and fat ass barely covered, with a tiny caption like “you thinking of me?” and the game just lets both conversations sit there at the same time, forcing you to juggle guilt and lust like some horny clown.

Sometimes the romance hits in a messed up way. There is this quiet late-night text where she admits she is scared of losing you, right after you spent five minutes scrolling a chat that makes it pretty obvious someone already had their hands on her. Or maybe they did not. The game is a liar and it enjoys that. You can be gentle with her, call her cute pet names, send selfies of your chest, and it almost feels wholesome… until you notice a tiny reflection in a glass door in one CG that looks like another guy’s shoulder in the background. Could be nothing. Could be everything. The tension is less “will I get laid” and more “who is fucking who behind whose back while everybody smiles and says goodnight”. And the wild part is, you keep pulling the phone back up anyway, swiping through chats like a junkie, hoping the next message hurts a little less or a lot more. Hard to tell which one you actually want.