I opened Trapfield Hotel expecting cheap jokes, like the kind plastered over the usual porn-jam games that think one good tit jiggle equals writing. But this thing, weirdly, has personality - it doesn’t *care* if you laugh, moan, cringe, or all three. The first scene drops you right into the lobby, naked ego and literal everything else hanging out, and a boss who’s so tall and cocky she might as well have wings. She flirts in that half-mocking way that makes you forget it’s just text on a screen. It’s hot, but not sterile-hot. Like it’s someone smirking behind the monitor, teasing you, waiting for you to mess up your dialogue choice so she can make you regret it with a slap or a forced smile or - well, you can imagine.

Half the time I was laughing though. There’s this bit where you’re delivering towels, and the towel cart bumps into a femboy maid whose breasts bounce like they’re trying to escape gravity. He apologizes three times, blushes, and still finds a way to drag you into the staff room for “training.” The game just *leans* into that ridiculous energy, and somehow it works. It’s obscene and dumb and kind of brilliant. It’s like the dev watched a hundred hentai parodies and then decided to make one that actually feels alive, with just enough self-awareness that it never becomes boring.

Not everything hits - sometimes the dialogue repeats itself, and one room scene had lighting that looked like a fever dream, but maybe that’s on purpose; it kinda fits the corruption tone, like the hotel itself is drunk. The whole thing swings between dominance and submission faster than I can decide who’s winning. I caught myself rooting for the protagonist, then laughing when the milf receptionist literally turned him into her pet for forgetting to clock in. It’s chaotic, wet, over-the-top, and somehow honest, like it knows exactly what kind of filth it’s serving and invites you to enjoy how messy that is. Nothing polished, nothing polite, just raw kink with a wink.

Kislev looks normal at first glance. Streetlights, cheap shops, that one park bench where everyone pretends not to stare at each other. Then you notice how empty it feels, like the city is holding its breath. Officials keep saying “just a weird cold, nothing serious,” while half the people you meet have this strange tired look in their eyes and the other half are just horny as fuck and pretending nothing is wrong. You play this dude who goes “yeah, I’m out, I’m leaving the city until shit calms down,” but of course he’s late, like every protagonist with a big ego and a bigger cock. And somehow running away turns into drifting deeper into this mess of sex, money, and that quiet fear that maybe tomorrow you won’t wake up at all. Or worse, you will.

The whole thing feels like a fantasy about the end of the world where everyone deals with panic by getting freaky. You’re out there sweet talking thick women with soft bellies and massive tits spilling out of bras that never quite fit. There’s something really nice about how the chubby girls are treated, actually. They’re not a joke, not “before the glow up,” they’re just hot. Big asses, big boobs, big everything, and the camera really takes its time. You’re flirting, buying them shiny crap like cars and jewelry, acting like some budget sugar daddy, and half the time you know it’s stupid but it works, so you keep doing it. One milf leans over your new car, huge tits pressed against the window while she asks you if the seats are comfy enough to “test suspension.” And yeah, you say something smooth. Or you try. I misclicked the dialogue, told her something lame, and she still ended up palming my dick through my pants, super slow, teasing like she has all the time in the world even though the city might be dying around us. That scene actually made me pause Spotify because I wanted to hear every tiny sound. Then I put Spotify back, because I’m an idiot.

I like how the MC’s cock is treated like an actual presence. When a thick girl wraps her soft fingers around it for a lazy handjob, the visual really sells the weight, the size, the way her cheeks flush like “fuck, I didn’t expect it this big.” There’s a moment where a bbw presses your shaft between her heavy tits, and you can practically feel the warmth off the screen. It’s detailed, but sometimes weirdly clumsy, like the dev spent 3 days on the curve of a nipple and 3 minutes on the background. Also whoever designed the jewelry shop UI clearly hates humans, I swear one button is half a pixel off and it still annoys me. The game likes to tease too much sometimes: lots of grinding, lots of “almost” scenes before you finally get release, but when you do, it’s thick, messy, and right in her face or over her giant chest, and she looks proud like she just survived the apocalypse by taking your load. The virus, the panic, the lies from the authorities, it all just becomes this excuse for everyone to live harder, fuck louder, and pretend choices still matter. They probably don’t, but you keep clicking like they do.

Jenny slipped into the fitness center late at night. Driven by a hunger for that perfect body, she started hammering out pushups, followed by 12 tough situps.

Switching gears to cardio, Jenny pushed herself harder. The effort was brutal and sweat soaked her skin, glistening under the harsh gym lights. But all this work came with a price.

Nearby, a muscular young man was lifting weights, his presence impossible to ignore. Jenny’s eyes flicked over to him, heat rising instantly.

Her body pulsing with desire, Jenny didn’t hesitate. In moments, she was down on her knees, taking his huge cock deep and slow.

The warm, heavy load soon coated her tongue as he spilled inside her mouth. Jenny swallowed every drop, a wicked smile spreading across her face.

Afterward, she reached for her favorite protein shake to renew her strength.

Use the left and right arrows to control Jenny’s journey through pleasure and pain.

Now she’s got that big, wet cock buried deep in her mouth again, eager for more.

At last, the day you've been waiting for has arrived. Right in front of you is Nessa, the irresistible dark-skinned beauty from the world of pokemon trainers, her body begging for your touch. You can feel the heat radiating off her as you prepare to strip her down and bury your big hard dick deep within her perfect slit.

Want to tease with her fitness gear still clinging to her curves or rip it off to expose her bare skin? The choice is yours with a simple click to switch her outfit on or off. Press the heart button to begin your passionate assault, press again to escalate the pace, and hit it one last time to climax inside her dripping wet pussy.

Feel the rush of control as you take Nessa as your willing bondage slave, your POV revealing every gasp and moan as you fuck her hard. Your big dick rams into her slippery cunt, the intensity building as you watch her squirm and beg for more in this steamy, explicit encounter.

Explore the limits of pleasure and control, mixing bdsm elements with the undeniable chemistry between you and this gorgeous pokemon trainer.

Watch her eyes dilate and her body tremble as your cock drives her wild, the intimate POV angle making every second feel like you’re really there.

Don’t wait another second - grab your chance to dominate Nessa and fill her with your hot cum in this explicit, uncut fantasy.