Aizen dragging Lisa off to a quiet corner of Soul Society already feels wrong in that good way, like when you know you’re clicking something you shouldn’t at work. The game throws you straight into that vibe: hot, annoyed, horny lieutenant with glasses, and a captain who acts like he’s just “disciplining” her but clearly just wants to wreck her on a beach somewhere. No build up, no soft romance nonsense, just “she’s been a naughty shinigami, let’s see how hard she can take it.” Lisa’s that kind of brunette nerd girl who pretends to be calm but the second the uniform is up around her waist, she’s crying out and shaking her ass like she’s been waiting for this since the academy. It feels weirdly right that a vizard is the one losing control like that while Mr Genius Captain treats her body like a test subject for cock experiments. Soul Society looks all calm in the background and then there’s her, glasses slipping while she gets pounded stupid, like someone opened Pornhub in the middle of a temple.

The whole thing basically revolves around that pleasure bar. You’re not just clicking mindlessly, you’re watching that little gauge, waiting for the sweet green zone so Aizen can slam into her harder. Hit it right a few times in a row and Lisa suddenly arches her back, her tits bounce with that sharp little gasp, and you feel like you just discovered a new combo in a fighting game, except the reward is hearing her moan like a total whore instead of “Excellent!” or some crap. Miss the timing and she makes these frustrated sounds, biting her lip, looking almost disappointed in you, which is honestly more humiliating than any game over screen. At one point I had her right on the edge, gauge glowing, beach wind in her hair, and I completely fucked the timing and the rhythm turned all awkward. Aizen still keeps going, but it feels like when the music in Spotify skips for a second while you’re jerking off. Tiny thing, but it broke the flow and I’m still annoyed about it.

Staying in that green zone long enough turns Aizen into some kind of sex professor. Every perfect click feels like he’s pushing deeper, like he’s trying to fuck her vizard mask right out of existence. She starts going from sharp yelps to that messy, breathless begging that doesn’t even sound like words anymore. You don’t need some tutorial telling you what’s happening, the animation and the way her body twitches sell it. And the final part, when he finally decides she’s had enough “training”, the whole scene locks into this slow, heavy rhythm. Her hips are trembling, sand stuck to her skin, and then he just unloads inside her like he’s pouring all of Soul Society’s secrets straight into her womb. It’s not a quick squirt either, it’s that long, sticky creampie that keeps oozing out while she’s still pulsing around him. I kinda wanted more control there, maybe one final input to decide if he pulls out or not, but at the same time, that lazy, arrogant “you’re taking all of it” finish fits Aizen too much. By the time his cum is dripping out of her and she’s lying there ruined with her glasses crooked, it really feels like he didn’t just fuck a lieutenant, he rewrote her whole job description with his cock.

Samus shows up here like she took a wrong portal and landed in the trashiest corner of the Nintendo multiverse, and honestly, it kind of rules. You’ve got this shiny blonde bounty hunter in a tiny bikini instead of the usual armor, strapped down so tight she’s not going anywhere, and the game basically asks, “Ok, how badly do you want to ruin her?” Then it lets you answer that with buttons, sliders, and too many cocks and tentacles to count. It starts slow if you want, just Samus squirming and giving you that pissed-off look, but the second you start actual penetration, the whole thing turns into a mix of porn clip and stress toy. You poke one thing, her ass reacts. You poke another, tentacles decide her pussy is their new home. And yeah, there’s an X-ray toggle, because apparently Creambee knows everyone wants to see what’s happening inside her holes, not only outside. One click and you’re looking straight into her cunt and ass while a thick cock or wet tentacle is stretching everything wide open, like some fucked-up anatomy lesson that would get you banned from any school in one second.

What I like is how it rewards messing around instead of just racing for the cumshot. I spent way too long just switching between anal and vaginal, watching her expression shift from angry to broken to that “I hate this but my body doesn’t” look that hentai people know too well. And yeah, the tentacle *** is not subtle at all. They come from below, wrap around her arms and legs, hold her open and pound her like they’re trying to pack her womb full. There’s no “romance”, no plot, just “Samus is fucked, now you choose how.” You can go full-on brutal, stuff her ass while another cock is hammering her pussy, and then flip on X-ray and watch both holes get filled at once. It’s ridiculous and kind of overkill, but in a good “I can’t believe I’m clicking this” way.

The little secret futanari switch in the background is peak old-school flash trolling. You spot it, click, suddenly Samus has a big hard dick on top of being used as a cum dump, and the whole scene gets twice as messy. I had her getting pounded by tentacles while her own cock was twitching and spilling over her belly and tits, facial dripping, creampie pouring out of her, and the screen just looked like someone attacked it with a bucket of cum in Photoshop. The final cumshot is exactly that type of nonsense too: you push things long enough, the rhythm changes, and then there’s this full-on explosion in her pussy, in her ass, and all over her face, like nobody here has heard of “too much”. My only stupid complaint is that the background secret is a bit annoying to find if you don’t know Creambee’s usual style, but yeah, I kept clicking around like an idiot until it worked and I’m still low-key mad about it. Anyway, if you ever wanted to see Samus tied up, fucked by tentacles, taken in the ass, stuffed with creampie, coated in facial, and also packing her own cock because why the hell not, this thing doesn’t even pretend to be tasteful. It just gives you the controls and lets you wreck her.

Warm sand under your back, that lazy dead-fish feeling after too much sun, and suddenly the whole world is just ass. Not metaphorical ass, not “thicc” like people spam in comments, but two animated legends grinding reality out of focus: Android 18 with her perfect ice-queen blonde vibe and Erza with that wild red hair that looks like it still smells like battle smoke and perfume. They are on the beach with you, but also not really “with” you, more like on you, around you, over you. The game starts in that half-dream state where you’re not sure if you passed out from heat or from scrolling too long on Pornhub. Then the screen settles, the loop hits, and you’re basically pinned there, face in the danger zone, while they twerk slow and teasing, asses so close you feel like your monitor might grow taste buds. It’s that kind of short, dirty fantasy that feels like someone took all the fanart from Reddit and boiled it down into one shameless anal-focused scene, no plot, no talking, just rhythm and skin and the sense that you somehow woke up in the middle of a crossover nobody had the right to make and everyone secretly wanted anyway.

There’s this weird magic in how nothing really “happens” and still everything is happening. Android 18 moves with that cold precision, like she calculated the exact angle where her booty will hover over your mouth, just out of reach, like she knows you’re useless here and enjoys it. Erza is the opposite, her ass movement feels more playful, almost chaotic, like she is the one who dragged 18 into this little beach sin-session and is now showing off, cheeks bouncing, sometimes almost clapping in your face, sometimes slowing down just enough that you catch yourself leaning forward at a screen like an idiot. The camera sits low, submissive, like you’re stuck in the sand while they use your head as their personal seat cushion. You get pussy flashes, that quick glimpse here and there when they shift position, a little pink flash that makes your brain glitch for a second, especially when it happens while they arch their backs and present fully, like “here, have this, but only for one frame, enjoy suffering.” Anal is the star though. Their butts are treated like holy objects, center stage, big, round, demanding, the way they tilt and spread just enough so your imagination fills all the gaps. It’s almost rude how short and looping it is. You just start syncing your breathing to Erza’s slow bounce, Android 18’s more measured grind, and then you realize this is it. No climax scene, no “next phase”, just you looping like a horny goldfish pressing replay, pretending your hand hasn’t already figured out the timing like a rhythm game.

That’s the thing that got me. It feels like a dirty little GIF you shouldn’t like as much as you do, but you keep it open in a small Chrome tab anyway, somewhere between Twitter and xVideos, letting it run while you do other stuff, then suddenly you’re staring again. The beach background is almost nothing, just light and sand and that lazy sea vibe, but somehow it adds to the fantasy of “sunburned pervert wakes up and two famous anime girls are using his face as furniture.” There’s no voice lines, no moans, no cheesy music trying to be sexy, only the animation doing the work, like those old Flash loops that used to live on sketchy sites, except cleaner and more focused on asses. At one point Erza leans forward just a tiny bit more and her red hair falls, covering half of 18 from your view, and that small moment stuck with me way more than it should, because it feels almost intimate, like you’re spying on something they’re doing for themselves, not for you. And yeah, it’s basically a glorified loop about booty and anal teasing, you’re not getting a deep gameplay session out of this, but sometimes that’s exactly what fries your brain in the nicest way: two iconic babes, one beach, your face in the wrong place and the right place at the same time, and nothing to do except watch them bounce until your wrist gives up or your browser starts lagging.