It’s weird how a game can make your stomach twist like that - like jealousy and curiosity are kissing behind your ribs. Mina’s messages feel too real, her little hearts and half-sincere emojis landing harder than they should. You’re not just reading text bubbles; you’re kinda reading your own reflection, that insecure part that wants to check her phone when she’s in the shower. It’s not even about trust. It’s about the thrill of maybe finding something you shouldn’t. The game knows that. It plays you more than you play it. I kept thinking I’d stay calm, but then some random producer sent her a photo at midnight, and I swear I felt my pulse in my teeth.

There’s this moment - she sends a selfie that’s almost innocent. Almost. You can tell she’s not alone, though the frame pretends she is. That’s when I realized the point isn’t to “win” her back. The point’s to feel that sting, to let it crawl under your skin until it burns. The choices don’t really matter, or maybe they do, but the game’s so good at pretending they don’t that you start second-guessing your own reactions. I hated that. And loved it. Like when you know you’re being teased but you lean into it anyway. The music’s soft, too clean for what’s happening on-screen - it’s like watching a slow breakup inside a perfume ad.

I wish Mina’s typing bubbles didn’t take so long to appear. That wait feels cruel. But maybe that’s the best part. You stare, waiting, wondering what she’s doing while you wait. Sometimes I thought I wanted more pictures, more explicit proof, but when the game actually gives you something close to that, it’s worse. You want to look away, but you don’t. That’s the whole trick - it makes you complicit. It’s not about sex, not really. It’s about wanting to control what you can’t. And maybe that’s the dirtiest thing of all.

Your phone buzzes, you open this goofy little mobile game thinking it will be some cheap horny clicker, and suddenly you’re face to face with your childhood friend who did not just “grow up” but basically turned into a walking gym ad with a soft smile. She’s huge in all the best places, thick thighs filling the screen, arms like she could lift a car or you, and yeah, the boobs are basically their own characters. The first thing she does is pull your scrawny nerd body into a hug, crush you against her chest and the game actually lingers on it, like “no, you sit with this, feel how small he is next to her.” It feels half wholesome, half “I might suffocate between these.” The art is 2D but animated enough that small details like flexing biceps and ass jiggle actually matter. That first scene where she picks you up easily while teasing you for being still a twig, then casually asks if you “missed these” while squeezing her tits together? Yeah, that sets the tone.

The structure is simple, but in a way that kind of works for the horny brain. You’re the male protag, total nerd, clearly out of your league, and she knows it. Every interaction is her pushing a little more, like a cat playing with a mouse she’s very fond of. One moment she flicks your forehead for staring at her ass too long, next moment she pretends to be offended and makes you “inspect” her muscles close up to “make sure you appreciate her gains.” There’s a scene where she traps you between her thighs on the sofa just to show off how strong her legs got. You can see the veins, the muscles flex, and the game lets you choose whether you squirm or just accept your fate as thigh pillow. Romance is sprinkled in there, but always tangled with physical contact. She strips down piece by piece, laughing at how red your face gets, grabbing your hands and pressing them to her abs, then lower, then higher. It’s teasing that borders on bullying but you can feel she deeply cares, which makes it even more unfair when she pins you to the bed with one arm like it’s nothing. There’s one interaction where she makes you hold her phone and record as she flexes and twerks right in front of you “for her gym account” and her shorts ride up so far you’re basically filming pure ass. The game lets you zoom in. Of course.

What I liked most is how the femdom vibe isn’t cold or mean, it’s this playful “I’m strong, you’re cute, shut up and let me spoil you” kind of energy. She gropes you almost as much as you grope her, except when she does it, it feels like you’re being checked, tested, measured like a toy. There’s a bit where she makes you count her reps while sitting on her back and you keep losing count because her sweaty top is see-through, so she “punishes” you by flexing in your face and demanding you describe every part of her body in detail, from her big tits to her huge ass, until you’re basically confessing your kinks out loud. The whole thing is horny as hell but strangely sweet too, like the game really wants you to feel safe being manhandled. If you want the most out of it, play with sound on, don’t skip her teasing lines, and lean into the choices that let her take control, because the more you let her lead, the more she presses your face into every thick, soft, overtrained part of her body.

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.

Miki looks like the kind of guy your eyes slide past in a train. Soft voice, polite, boring on purpose. That is exactly why watching him slowly get tangled up with Sara hits so hard. The game drops you into his head, and it is not dramatic or poetic, it is mostly quiet, horny, and a little pathetic in a way that feels way too real. He notices the tiny things about her first: the way she presses her lips together when she lies, the way her blouse is always buttoned one hole higher than it should be for that body, the way her voice lowers when she says she is “fine.” The sex stuff does not jump out from nowhere, it leaks in. First a lingering look at the mole on her chest, then the camera stays one second too long on her thighs when she sits down on the low couch, then the text sits there describing the very specific shape of her bra strap under thin fabric. By the time she shows up in those tight home leggings and an old shirt with no bra, you already know Miki is fucked. And you kind of are too.

What surprised me is how “adult” here is not just the porn, it is the awkwardness around it. There is this early scene where he accidentally overhears her on the phone, talking all polite to some guy, then the route quietly forces you to sit with his jealousy while absolutely nothing “bad” happens. No music sting, no big twist. Just him scrolling his messages, not sending anything, horny and angry and ashamed in one go. Then later, the game rewards that slow burn with Sara dropping the act during a late visit. She is exhausted, her makeup half gone, her blouse wrinkled. She asks him to stay a bit longer, and the choice menu appears in the least sexy moment possible. If you pick the bolder option, the kiss is not smooth. Teeth knock, she pulls back, actually laughs a bit, then grabs his shirt and pulls him in again harder. When it finally goes full erotic model mode, it stops pretending she is just a classy office lady. She rides him with her hair messy, shirt open, tits out, saying filthy things in this low voice that does not match her “graceful” public image at all. There is a handjob scene in the kitchen where she keeps apologizing while stroking him faster, which is absurd and hot at the same time. The camera is unnecessarily obsessed with the veins on his cock there, like the artist had a personal mission, but I was not complaining. What did annoy me a bit is that sometimes the script leans too hard into Miki’s inner monologue, circling the same insecurity for too many lines, right when I just want him to shut up and put his mouth on her nipples again. Also the auto mode is weirdly fast on emotional lines and slower on the dirty ones, like the game knows exactly why you are here but is shy about admitting it.

The milf angle with Sara is handled more like a slow confession than a joke. You feel the age gap without the story screaming it at you. There is a moment when she is looking at herself in the mirror, fixing her hair, and the text makes her think about the small wrinkles at the corner of her mouth. Not in a tragic way, just like, “Yeah, I am tired and not 20.” Right after that, she drops her towel and asks him if he still wants her. That insecurity turns into this hungry, almost greedy sex where she climbs on top and uses him like she has decided this is her last chance to really feel wanted, which is way hotter than any fake porn confidence. The game lets you push her a bit too, like making her say what she actually fantasized about, making her spell out that she thought of him while touching herself. They could have gone further there. A DLC where she has to pretend to be all proper in front of other people while wearing something only he picked under her clothes would be perfect, with text messages popping up while she tries to keep her face straight. There is definitely room to mess with public risk and more explicit control, since the base story already toys with the idea that this “ordinary” woman has been hiding a dirty voice and now Miki has his hand right on her throat, literally in one route, during a slow, breathy fuck against the wall where she keeps whispering his name like she is scared the neighbors will hear and also kind of wants them to. I caught myself alt-tabbing from Discord just to rewatch that one scene and read the lines again, which is stupid and also exactly why this game works. It makes you feel like you are intruding on something actually private, then lets you keep going anyway.