Clara feels like the classic “good girl who moved to the city and thinks she’s independent now”, until you start messing with her head. The game sells itself as romance, but if you’re here for just cute couple stuff, you’re probably in the wrong part of the internet. This is about slowly twisting a girl who wants to be strong into someone who shivers when you tell her to kneel. Not right away. At first it’s just messages, small tasks, “wear this” or “don’t wear that” when she goes outside. She blushes, argues, says no, then does it anyway. That’s the sweet spot for me. The teasing feels personal, like that moment when you type something in Telegram you know is too much, and then hit send anyway.

The nice thing is, Clara isn’t just a cardboard cutout with tits and a blank face. She complains. She overthinks. She sends you those long, awkward texts where she tries to sound confident and ends up sounding horny and confused. There’s a scene where you tell her exactly how to undress in front of the mirror, one piece at a time, and she keeps typing “this is stupid” but never actually stops. The way the game lets you push her into stripping for you while she pretends she’s not enjoying it is kind of evil and kind of perfect. Sometimes I wished she’d resist harder, then in the next scene I got annoyed when she did. I know that makes zero sense, but that’s how it feels. Also, one tiny thing: her hair shines like she has a shampoo sponsorship, and it started to distract me. I kept thinking “ok, we got it, she’s a redhead, now choke her already”. The so-called “rules” you give her start off simple and then suddenly you’re reading her writing about what it felt like when she wasn’t allowed to touch herself all day, and you can almost feel her frustration leaking out of the screen.

The corruption part is slow enough that you can savor it, but still dirty. At the start she insists she’s not into this power thing, then a couple of scenes later she’s wet just from being told what panties to wear. There’s one moment where she’s sitting in her new apartment, legs pressed together, trying to “be good” and not break the rule you gave her, and she ends up humiliating herself in the most sweet way. That whole fantasy of being the calm guy who holds all the strings while she tries to pretend she isn’t begging for it, yeah, the game really leans into that. You get romantic bits too, not all is rough. She sends soft little messages, asks if you’re proud of her, kinda breaks your heart right after you made her do something filthy. The mix of devotion and dirty orders works better than it should. At some point you stop being sure where her limit is, or if she even has one anymore, and honestly I’m not sure I want to find it. Dare to play it alone, or invite company?

Every time someone thinks they’ve seen it all in adult games, something like this lands on my screen and ruins my emotional equilibrium for a week. The title doesn’t tempt so much as it threatens, whispering that sort of “you won’t survive this, champ” energy. I went in expecting cheap smut; came out feeling like the game had crawled into my DMs and roasted me in front of everyone. You start as this soft little guy (the type who apologizes to his reflection) surrounded by girls who don’t just steal your dignity - they borrow it like a lighter, forget to return it, and then post stories about it. It’s filthy, but it knows it’s filthy, and somehow that makes it worse. I loved it. Or hated it. I’m still not sure.

What kills me is how funny it gets at the worst possible moments. Like, you’re halfway through this intense humiliation arc - Makima’s voice in your ear, a camera glitch flashing like divine judgment - and suddenly there’s this dumb pop-up referencing old memes that no one should remember. It breaks the tension just enough to make you snort, then it slaps you with another round of moaning audio so realistically mixed it makes your phone warm. Sometimes the choices feel meaningless, but maybe that’s the point? The dev clearly hates you, or loves you too much, or both. And don’t get me started on the night scene with Gwen Stacy - it’s not even about her, it’s about that tiny moral failure leaking from every pixel. You blink, and suddenly everyone is naked, cruel, and somehow emotionally devastating.

I’m giving it my personal “Best Game To Make You Question Your Internet Habits” award. Because between the absurd power plays, the totally unnecessary pregnancy subplot nobody asked for, and the occasional dialog line that sounds like a drunk AI philosopher, this thing dances between parody and therapy session. I tried to hate it but couldn’t; it’s just too confident in its own madness. Every edge feels like a dare. And yeah, I still hear her voice. Not sure that’s healthy.

Katy didn’t plan to end up surrounded by horny girls in tight uniforms, but that’s exactly where she lands - a pristine academy that looks innocent until you realize every hallway hides someone’s dirty secret. She’s supposed to blend in, keep her little “extra” part a secret, but the game doesn’t really let you stay quiet for long. You start with harmless stuff - chatting, exploring the dorms, helping classmates with “projects” - and before you know it, someone’s bending over a desk, and you’re wondering if you should stop or push a little further. The writing’s cheeky in that way: it teases you, then drops you into something filthy before you can think twice. It’s not subtle, but it doesn’t need to be.

What makes it weirdly addictive is how casual everything feels. You’re just living a day, checking your phone, picking what to do next, and suddenly you’re watching two girls making out behind the gym while pretending to study. There’s a voyeur vibe, but also this trainer-like loop where you shape Katy’s reputation - saint, slut, or both. Sometimes it’s funny, sometimes it’s just hot. The corruption part sneaks up on you; one moment she’s shy, the next she’s spanking her roommate for “discipline practice.” It’s messy, inconsistent, and that’s what makes it feel alive. The sandbox part gives you freedom, but it also means you’ll waste time doing dumb stuff like walking across campus just to peek through a window. Worth it though.

The art? Yeah, the girls look good - soft skin, big tits, that glossy anime sheen that makes you stare too long. But it’s the little things that stick: the sound of a zipper, the blush when someone realizes what Katy’s packing, the way control slips away during a scene. It’s horny, sure, but also kind of funny how everyone pretends it’s normal. Maybe it is, in this place. Maybe that’s the point.

You wake up on this cold metal bed in a ship that hums like an old fridge and the first thing you notice is not the headache, not the missing memories, but that you are naked as fuck and someone hooked your body up like a toy. The game lets you decide pretty fast what that body even is, and it is not shy with options. You want a lean guy who gets pushed around and ends up on his knees? Go. You want a stacked futa with thick cock and tits that drip later when the drugs hit right? Also there. Female body with a dick, male body with a pussy, non-binary setup, whatever weird combo your furry brain cooked at 3 different tabs open on xVideos, it kind of lets you live that. Then the ship starts talking, crew starts showing up, and that whole “who am I” plot runs right next to “who the hell can I get to pin me to a console and breed me”. The crew is mostly guys, different vibes, some softer, some with that DILF energy where you just know they’ll pull your hair while telling you they’re doing this for your own good. It has that slow burn of corruption too, where early scenes are just teasing and “accidental” touching, then the choices pile up and suddenly you’re kneeling between two men, one in your mouth and one pressing at your ass, and you kind of know you walked yourself there step by step.

What I like is how it flips from talking about conspiracies and shady experiments into real filthy stuff without pausing to ask permission every time. One minute you are in some dark corridor snooping logs, next minute you got a hand around your throat, someone grinding your face against a bulge, and the text just spells it out. If you turn on the nastier kinks in the menu, the scenes get meaner, which I actually didn’t expect. I thought “oh nice, just more porn”, but then I hit a route where my character basically becomes a half willing slave for this calm older guy who keeps dosing you with some drug that makes you leak milk whenever he squeezes your tits. At first I was like, that’s too much, I’m just here for soft gay space romance, then there I am reading a scene where he fucks your ass on the captain chair, fingers your pussy or dick at the same time, orders you to keep eye contact while you cum and milk runs down your chest. It’s shameless. There’s humiliation edges too, like being made to clean up your own creampie with your tongue, or being passed around a small group while they comment on how tight you still are for “a well used toy”. It still tries to be funny sometimes, throws jokes in the middle of a blowjob, which kinda works and kinda ruins the mood, depends. One scene in the medbay has you strapped up for “exams” and the doctor uses toys first, slowly stretching you, talking about “data” like that explains why he has a vibrating plug with a remote, then he just goes in raw after your walls are gaping and you are begging half from embarrassment, half from need. There is also some interracial stuff later where they play with how “alien” bodies might feel, though right now most of them still look pretty human and I keep angrily waiting for real anthro options that will probably never come. Text based format actually helps here, your brain fills the gaps, so when they stack you for group sex, one cock in your mouth, one pounding your ass, one sliding into your pussy or between your thighs if you picked only one hole, it feels way more intense than some lazy clicker animation. You even get those small details, like fingers digging into your hips, someone groping your chest absentmindedly while talking business, a bored crewman getting a hand job in a storage room because he “caught” you snooping and decides you can pay with your hands instead of alarms. The game pretends it is all about choices and plot, and yes, there are combat bits and dialogs and moral stuff, but honestly the thing that sticks is that moment you realise you turned on almost every kink in the options and now your “lost in space” protagonist is on all fours in a locker room, ass dripping cum, balls or lips swollen, hearing boots stop behind them again and thinking “ok… maybe just one more”.