Rose Anderson is known around campus as the provocatively bold educator who never stops teasing her students with her sultry thoughts about gender. Her classroom isn't just a place for lessons – it’s where countless pupils have found themselves eagerly licking her dripping wet pussy after hours. This time around, Rose has decided to put two of her most promising students back through the exam process.

But here’s where your role kicks in - you’re tasked with making sure these two fail miserably. It’s not just about academic failure; it’s about twisting their minds and bodies until they break under pressure. Using every dirty trick in the book, from whispered temptations to outright seduction, you’ll guide the chaos behind the scenes.

The tension between teacher and pupils crackles with raw energy, each moment charged with erotic danger. Will you master the art of seduction and control, or will the students find a way to slip past your schemes? One thing’s certain – this twisted game of power, lust, and exams will leave no one untouched.

Ready to take control and let the games begin?

You push open the door and the heat hits first, that lazy heavy kind of warmth that makes your skin feel too tight and your brain a bit soft. Light is low, everything blurred a little by steam, like the room itself is already half drunk and horny. It smells of wet wood and skin. No story about saving the world here, just sweat and sex and two girls who clearly came here for one job and it’s not spiritual cleansing. They’re in those tiny bits of lingerie that make no sense in a sauna, lace already sticking a little to damp skin, straps sliding off shoulders without anyone even touching them yet. Hair long, plastered to their backs and necks, shiny from the heat, making you think about grabbing a fistful and seeing what sounds you can pull out of them.

The game does this small thing really well: it lets you take your time. Not in a romantic, fake “let’s make love” way, more like “how far can I push before she stops pretending she’s in control”. You’re moving between them, peeling fabric off like it’s a ritual, choosing who to tease, who to make wait. Their faces are very anime, sure, big eyes, flushed cheeks, that usual “I’m embarrassed but also dripping” expression, and normally I’d roll my eyes, but here it kind of works because the sauna setting makes everything feel sticky and wrong in just the right way. When you bend one over the wooden bench and see her ass glisten with sweat, it’s not clean porn. It’s messy, bodies sliding, your hand on her hip while the other girl kneels, lingerie hanging around one thigh like she forgot to kick it off. This is not some fake “pure love route”, this is “I came here to fuck and I paid for the whole session”.

At some point you’re pushing into her ass, the angle a little rough because the bench is too narrow, and she’s clawing at the slats, long hair stuck to her back, panties around her ankle like a badge of failure. The sound design hammers it in: wet, sharp, obscene, no classy fade out or “tasteful” cut. The other girl is watching with that greedy, needy look, hand between her own legs, waiting for her turn like it’s a punishment. You swap, you toy, you abuse the fact that they are here for you and only you, and the game never pretends otherwise. No fake romance arc appears at the end to tell you everyone falls in love and moves in together. When the heat starts to feel too much and skin is flushed almost red, you’re still there, using their mouths, spreading their cheeks, making them sweat for you instead of the sauna. It’s dirty, a bit trashy, and that’s exactly why it works: no wedding bells, no sunset, just two ruined girls in a hot room, cum cooling on their skin while the steam keeps rising like nothing happened.

Play as a monstrous tentacle entity with one goal: to trap the blonde bounty hunter Samus. Assault Samus by tapping your twisted tentacles against her form, then pick among various ways to protect your vulnerable tentacles during the fight. Stripping Samus bare unlocks new levels of explicit scenes that push boundaries.

Each well-timed assault drags her deeper into your inescapable grasp. Despite her valiant efforts to break free, your slimy limbs creep and coil relentlessly. Expose her in vivid sequences where control shifts utterly in your favor.

This visually striking Metroid-themed encounter intensifies through every frame. The hunt stretches across eerie landscapes, each click heightening the thrill of pursuit.

Choose when to strike or shield yourself, turning the struggle into a savage dance of power and submission. Every narrow dodge amps up the excitement just before your tentacles lock her down completely.

Fans of anime, tentacles, and provocative storylines won’t be able to resist diving into this salacious pursuit of the famed bounty hunter. Take control now and experience the sick satisfaction of capturing and stripping the legendary Samus Aran.

Kasumi here feels like someone dragged a Dead or Alive shrine into a cheap motel room and left you alone with it, in the dark, with nothing but your horny brain and this tiny little red bar that slowly, quietly judges you. She’s lying there, anime-perfect, big soft tits just barely covered, eyes closed like some idol that got trapped between dreams and hentai. The whole thing feels a bit like poking at a sleeping god, except the “god” is a ninja girl and the apocalypse is her waking up and kicking your balls through your spine. Which is kind of hot too, but the game doesn’t let you go that far. It’s all about this tension. Your mouse becomes a guilty hand, creeping across her body while that red bar crawls up and you’re thinking “just one more squeeze, just a bit more, maybe it won’t hit the top this time” and then it does and she stirs like you just read a forbidden page from Necronomicon and mispronounced everything.

I love how simple and cruel it is. No big tutorial, no “here is your objective, brave hero”. You already know what you want. You hover. You touch. You drag along the curve of her huge chest, wait for the moan, watch the bar jump like some cursed heartbeat. In my head it’s not just Kasumi, it’s like some eldritch sleep ritual. You try to find that rhythm where you can grope forever without waking the thing that should not be awake. Sometimes I get in this weird trance, watching her breathing, poking her nipples and then stopping right on the edge. It feels like edging, but for her consciousness. There are moments where it gets annoying, though. The bar fills too fast sometimes, in a way that doesn’t match how gentle you’re trying to be, so you get this silly frustration, like “hey, I barely touched you, I’ve done worse things on a crowded bus” and the game’s like “nope, failed, start again.” Animation is fine, but I kinda wish there was more reaction than just tiny changes. You’re there, worshipping those massive tits like some cultist under a blood moon, and she barely twitches. It gets funny, in a broken-brain way. You end up roleplaying in your head to fill the gaps the game leaves. Kasumi as some sleeping avatar of lust, you as the doomed priest trying not to wake the thing. Touch, pause, breath, touch, stop. The whole experience is basically one long, guilty, pervy heartbeat stretched over her chest. I kept telling myself I’d stop after the next “almost full” bar. I didn’t.