This one feels like reading someone’s horny diary that accidentally grew a spine and turned into a game. It’s not polished, it’s not “cinematic”, and honestly half of the time it looks like something you’d find lost on an old external drive named “stuff_final2”. But that kind of raw vibe actually fits, because the whole point here is that the dev is basically exposing his own shit: real experiences, real mistakes, real kink spirals he fell into while his relationship got slowly twisted around sex, cheating, and that whole deliciously messy hotwife / cuckold mess. You start as the guy, at first just jerking off to his own fantasies, watching his girl from the safe distance of imagination, then suddenly you’re reading and watching things that feel way too specific to be fake. You’re not picking some heroic route or “good ending”, you’re picking which angle of humiliation or arousal you want to lean into. Sometimes you’re in his head when he’s masturbating to her pics, sometimes you flip and see it from her side when she’s discovering that being watched turns her on way more than she expected. I wish the save menu didn’t look like it was made in Windows 98, but whatever, that’s another story.

There’s a scene early on where he’s sitting at his desk, pretending to work, and keeps alt-tabbing between actual spreadsheets and a short video of her sucking some guy off. It reminded me uncomfortably of having Slack in the foreground and Pornhub in a tiny VLC window behind it, praying no one walks past. The game keeps doing that kind of thing: small, stupidly real details that hit harder than any slow-mo cumshot. Like how he talks about his stomach dropping when he first sees her on a grainy phone clip, kneeling for someone else, or that awkward first time he tries to watch her get fucked live and ends up half hard, half sick, still not sure if he’s turned on by the anal pounding she’s taking or the way she keeps glancing at the camera like she forgot he exists. The sex is not shy at all: full-on oral scenes, messy vaginal fucking, her getting pushed into more exhibitionist stuff, even that moment where she fingers herself in front of a window “by accident” while knowing someone in the next building can probably see. Sometimes it’s hot, sometimes it’s ugly, sometimes he just sounds pathetic, which I say with love. Also, the font on the choices looks slightly off-center and it annoyed me the entire time and I kept expecting an update to fix it and it never happened. The game lets you hop perspectives later, see snippets from her and sometimes from the other guys too, and the voyeur angle gets heavier, with you watching, rewatching, pausing on little things, rewinding that one frame where her expression changes right when he slides into her bare without asking. It’s not epic, it’s not clean, it’s just this messy loop of lust, guilt, jealousy, and porn-brain, and somehow that feels more honest than half the big-budget smut out there.

Jeremiah thinks his life finally starts to look less pathetic, he’s got this tall busty Freya hanging on his arm, ass that fills the whole phone screen, they fuck, they cuddle, he actually plans to be a semi-responsible adult for once. Then some cracked old wizard-looking geezer pops up, spits a curse, and suddenly your dick stats are in the negative. Not “haha funny shrink” but straight up humiliation level, like those porn ads you pretend you don’t see on Chrome. The whole game spins around that hit to his ego and this sick mission list the old man gives you. Ten missions. Fail or drag too long and there’s a “predator” orbiting around Freya, just waiting for you to fumble. You feel that pressure with every tap, like your cock is on a timer you can’t see, and the game keeps poking at your paranoia. You fix one mess, and instantly your brain starts going, “yeah but what if some hung dude is balls-deep in her right now while you swipe menus like an idiot?”

The dirty part isn’t just the sex itself, it’s how it plays with what’s going on in Jeremiah’s head. The corruption is slow, more teasing than splashy at first. Freya starts with this goofy loyal energy, sending you sexy pics, flashing those huge tits, joking about you “making up for size with effort” and all that. Then the situation tightens. She’s at the gym with some black trainer who looks like he was built in a lab, or at a club, or “going out with friends,” and your imagination scenes kick in. You’re there scrolling, clicking through choices, and it suddenly slams into these mental images of her riding something way bigger than what you’re packing now, moaning in ways she never did with you. Some are just her getting groped in a crowd, ass grabbed in the bus, hand “accidentally” on some dude’s bulge. Some are full-on interracial pounding with cum dripping down her thighs while Jeremiah sits on the side, jerking off and hating himself. The game tells you it’s “only in his mind,” but you know how that goes in NTR. Brain goes first, pussy follows.

What I actually liked is how the missions push you into nasty spots on purpose. You want to keep your points low to avoid the worst outcome, but to reach that you still need to let shit happen. It’s that classic “pick how badly you lose” loop you see in these games. Maybe you send her out in a tiny top to distract a guard and suddenly there’s a scene of her flashing her tits, laughing while some random guy takes snapshots. Maybe she needs money and you agree to “a little harmless flirting,” and it turns into a handjob in some backroom while she tells herself it’s only this once. Sometimes it cuts back to Jeremiah, tiny dick in hand, trying to masturbate to his own girl getting used like a slut, and you can choose if he hates it or leans into the kink. Doesn’t matter, the old bastard who cursed you is always there in the background, watching your progress like a troll dev reading comments on F95. The mobile format makes it worse, by the way. Sitting there with one hand on the phone, thumb tapping “Next,” other hand slipping down when Freya starts masturbating on cam for “somebody,” and you can’t even be sure that somebody is you anymore. It’s horny, it’s mean, it’s funny in that dark “haha I’m totally not into this, I swear” way, and half the time you’ll close the app and still keep thinking about whether her last “I love you” text was sent with another guy’s cum drying on her tits.

This one feels like reading someone else’s diary while jerking off and then suddenly realizing the diary belongs to you in ten years. It starts simple: long‑married couple, comfortable routine, sex life not dead but kind of stuck on autopilot. He’s loyal, a bit clueless, she’s loving but bored in ways she doesn’t even want to admit. Then something small goes wrong, she does one “little” thing to fix it, says it’s only this once, and that’s basically where everything goes to shit in the best possible way. The game doesn’t let you drive, it just straps you into her head and you watch her slide from nervous to curious to outright hungry. There’s no real choices, which sounds bad, but it also means the story can just punch straight through to some messed up places without pausing to ask you if you’re okay.

The sex starts very tame, soft kisses, a bit of teasing, playful handjobs that look like she’s still thinking “this is wrong” while her body is saying “just a little more.” Then the guardrail disappears. Voyeur stuff kicks in first, like that moment when she realizes someone’s watching her and instead of covering up she spreads her legs wider. You get slow scenes of her being harassed, the kind of “accidental” groping that stays too long, a dick pressed against her ass in a tight space, that awful hot mix of fear and arousal that the game really leans into. It doesn’t pretend it’s nice. It’s blunt about ***, blackmail, and all the ugly ways someone can use her weak spot against her. One minute she’s being forced to suck a guy off while trying not to cry, next minute she’s grinding on his face and orgasming so hard she forgets why she said no in the first place. The corruption feels like a checklist the dev is ticking off, and I loved that, even while it made me hate the husband for not seeing shit.

Later on it gets crowded. Group scenes where they treat her more like a shared toy than a wife, guys taking turns on her pussy and asshole while she’s pinned down, one dude in her mouth finishing with a messy creampie over her tongue while another finishes inside her raw. There’s this one bit where she’s getting railed from behind, her ass red from spanking, and she’s staring at her own reflection while another woman licks her nipples just to shut her up. That older woman angle is nice too, she’s clearly a milf, body thick and soft in all the right places, tits bouncing in those animated loops when she rides. The lesbian moments aren’t some gentle “girls’ night” either, more like she’s being taught how to be a good slut by someone who’s already too far gone. You get cheating, swinging, NTR all bundled together, and the husband watching, sometimes literally, sometimes just suspecting it, feeling like the last person to get the joke. The most fucked up part is how normal it starts to feel by the end, like yeah of course she’s on her knees again, of course another stranger is unloading inside her with zero condom while she whispers she still loves her family. And she does. That’s what makes it hit harder. The game never asks forgiveness and never gives it. It just keeps pushing until the hole she dug is so deep you can’t even see the sky anymore.

This chat-format visual novel hits different when you're watching your fiancée get her world rocked through emoji reactions and text bubbles. Oscar's stuck at home after some accident - honestly, the setup doesn't matter much because what follows is pure psychological fuckery mixed with actual fucking. You've got this weird psychic connection with Lucy where you feel everything she's feeling, which sounds romantic until Logan shows up and starts making her feel things that'll make your phone screen fog up.

The whole thing plays out like you're reading someone else's sexts, except you're the poor bastard whose girl is sending them. Lucy starts innocent enough - "miss you babe" type messages - but Logan's got that smooth operator energy that turns sweet girlfriends into cock-hungry rebels. Watching her transformation through chat logs is weirdly addictive. One day she's asking about dinner plans, next she's describing how wet she got during "study sessions." The corruption arc moves at breakneck speed, which honestly feels more realistic than these slow-burn games that take forever to get anywhere interesting. Though sometimes I wish the pacing slowed down just so I could savor the psychological torment longer.

What really gets under your skin is the choice system - you can play Oscar as the understanding boyfriend type or go full jealous psycho mode. Neither path feels particularly satisfying because you're fundamentally powerless, just reacting to Lucy's increasingly bold adventures. The voyeuristic elements work better than expected since you're experiencing everything secondhand through texts and calls. When Lucy starts sending photos... well, let's just say the chat format doesn't limit the visual storytelling. Multiple endings give you different flavors of heartbreak or acceptance, depending on how much dignity you're willing to sacrifice. It's messy, uncomfortable, and exactly the kind of emotional masochism that makes NTR content so addictive.