Amnesia plus a house full of insanely hot women is always a mess, and here it goes straight into “you really should not fuck these people” territory in the best possible way. You wake up with no clue who you are, where you are, or why everybody around you has porn-tier curves and acts like walking temptation. Nobody is calling it what it is, but the way they look at you, the way they lean in too close, the way they “accidentally” brush their tits on your arm while pretending everything is normal, it’s obvious this place is broken in a very fun way. The game lets you be that guy who is a bit lost, a bit horny, and way too curious for his own good. You’re poking around the house, pretending to look for answers, but every answer is attached to a big ass or a soft mouth or a “don’t tell anyone about this” smile. You get these slow teasing scenes where she’s sitting on the couch, you see just a bit too much thigh, the top rides up, she pretends she doesn’t notice you staring. Then she notices. Then she keeps pretending. One click later your hand is on her leg and she’s breathing harder instead of pushing you away. That kind of vibe all over the place.

What I actually liked is that it’s not only “click the option to fuck, congratulations, fade to black.” You can go for the lazy perv route, just sneaking around, watching them change, catching them in the shower with the door not fully closed, staying silent while your dick does all the thinking. Or you risk a hand sliding under the towel, fingers tracing along her hip, waiting if the game slaps your hand away or lets you explore more. Sometimes they play shy, especially the older one with that whole “I shouldn’t, this is wrong” routine while her tongue is already on your shaft and she’s looking up at you, eyes wet, like that solves anything. The build up hits pretty hard: the way she strokes you slow at first, then faster, spits a little, you can almost hear that sloppy sound in your head. And it actually lets you push it, not just oral then cutscene. You can pull her onto your lap, feel her grind over you, panties soaked, until she finally gives in and you’re buried inside her. There is this one scene where you go from a careful touch on her ass to just full on pounding her from behind, watching those cheeks bounce, and when you finally unload, you stay in and she squeezes around you while you flood her. Zero “safe” choices there, it just focuses on that raw “I’m not pulling out” energy and lets you enjoy the mess you made while she’s panting, legs shaking, pretending she didn’t like it as much as you did.

It’s weird how this one opens so soft, like it’s pretending to be an average story about school life and studying, and then bam - someone’s hand is halfway down a skirt before you realize it’s even happening. The pacing’s all messed up in a good way, like the dev forgot what subtlety means but accidentally nailed tension instead. You’re walking through a hallway scene, low chatter from classmates, and then a camera pan catches Will’s reflection in a trophy case - his eyes look too damn curious. That’s when you know: this isn’t about grades. Cindy acts like she’s clueless, but you catch that smirk every time the screen lingers a second too long on her mouth. It’s not polished storytelling, but it’s the kind where you can smell the sweat before the clothes even start dropping.

The voyeur stuff hits differently here; it’s not shown like cheap shock but like this slow infection that spreads between scenes. You peek, then you keep peeking, and before long you’re complicit. There’s this one balcony scene - moonlight, wind, a half-whispered laugh - and then suddenly everything’s skin and breath and barely-there sound effects that make your phone vibrate like it’s judging you. I swear the devs have a thing for teasing you right to the edge just to throw in some totally unnecessary dialogue about saving the world. Who even remembers the fantasy subplot? It’s like the plot’s drunk, swaying between hero talk and someone’s mom bending over too slow. And yeah, I noticed the weird physics on the boobs during that group scene; they move like they’ve got their own quest log. Not complaining, just confused.

If you’re gonna play it, don't rush. Let it drag you through the awkward pauses and dumb jokes. The corruption stuff doesn’t hit hard if you spam-click past conversations; you gotta soak in the guilt, the little side glances. That’s where it gets spicy - where the world feels too real for a 2D mess of pixels. I kept thinking I’d close it after “just one more scene,” but then someone moaned out a name that wasn’t supposed to be moaned, and yeah... there went my evening.

In a world where ninjas clash and secrets lurk, Naruto Uzumaki suddenly finds himself drowning in debts. Evicted from his cramped apartment, his options crumble fast, forcing him to seek out Tsunade for help. But when he arrives, he’s stunned to learn she’s blown her savings at the casino, leaving her pockets just as empty as his.

With nowhere else to turn, Naruto ends up under Tsunade’s roof, setting off a chain of wild, provocative encounters neither could have predicted. Their daily life spirals into a bizarre mix of teasing tension and risqué escapades that blur the lines between master and student, authority and desire. Tsunade’s big tits and commanding presence fuel Naruto’s growing obsession, while he struggles to keep control in this twisted dance of power and pleasure.

This isn’t just another RPG about shinobi battles, it’s a sandbox playground where Naruto’s journey is as much about navigating intense sexual politics as it is about survival. Between groping sessions, heated confrontations, and raw moments of vulnerability, each interaction pushes the boundaries of their relationship. Lady Tsunade’s dominance becomes a tantalizing trap, while Naruto’s youthful defiance ignites sparks that can’t be ignored.

The game throws in familiar faces too - Hinata Hyuga’s shy glances, Sakura Haruno’s fiery outbursts, Ino Yamanaka’s sly smirks, and even Anko Mitarashi’s provocative allure. Shizune and Tenten pop up with their own brand of teasing, turning every school-like setting into a hotbed of tension and forbidden desires. Animated 2DCG sequences bring every sultry glance and bold move to life, making the experience impossible to look away from.

Though the story pretends to be about Naruto’s rent troubles, it’s really just an excuse for nonstop adult fun. With male domination themes running strong, you get to take control of Naruto’s fate, deciding how far he’ll go to satisfy his cravings while trying to survive the madness around him.

Every corner of this game drips with parody and raw energy, flipping the ninja world upside down and exposing its darkest, dirtiest secrets. Whether you’re teasing Lady Tsunade or getting caught in a sensual showdown with Sakura, this is one raucous adventure that doesn’t hold back.

If you crave an animated, 2D RPG where lust and power collide, this twisted tale of Naruto and Tsunade waiting to unfold is ready to pull you in deep. Don’t just watch their story - become part of it, and unleash the naughty side of the ninja world.

Sophia Parker looks like the kind of woman who should be drinking wine in the kitchen and talking about PTA meetings, but the game is basically about how fast that image breaks once she hits San Alejo. You start as this middle-aged wife and mom who keeps telling herself she’s “happily married”, while the city around her is hot, sticky, and full of people who stare at her tits like they’re a public monument. Her new life feels way too big for her, big house, big backyard, big everything, and the story kind of pokes her from all sides until she stops pretending she doesn’t like being watched. What sells it is that you don’t just click through scenes, you pick how she reacts when someone’s eyes linger too long on her ass, or when the neighbor just “accidentally” sees her sunbathing. One moment she’s scolding someone for looking, next moment you’re choosing whether she keeps her bikini top on while she leans forward a little too much. It’s less about stats, more about how far you’re willing to push her, and how much she lies to herself while doing it.

The game gets really spicy around Ellie and Logan though. There’s this branch where Ellie forgives Logan, but only if you’ve basically turned Sophia into her secret lesbian safety net first. Those earlier scenes with Sophia and Ellie matter a lot more than they look at first. You’re not just clicking “kiss” or “no,” you’re building this slow burn where Sophia goes from awkward “I’m your mom’s friend” hugs to sitting too close, to that first time she lets Ellie’s hand stay on her thigh a few seconds too long. When you finally hit the event where Ellie has taken Logan back, the tension is brutal in a good way. She’s technically “his girl” again, but she’s still sneaking these hungry, guilty looks at Sophia when they’re alone, and you feel it. There’s this one scene where they’re in the backyard at night, the house lights on behind them, and you can choose whether Sophia pretends not to notice Ellie’s nipples poking through her top, or just stares and lets it happen. I picked the second one, obviously, and it turns into this messy, wet makeout with Ellie grinding on Sophia’s leg like she hasn’t touched herself in weeks, while the game keeps reminding you Logan is literally inside the house. That mix of cheating, voyeur vibe, and “I shouldn’t be doing this but I really want to taste her again” is pretty much the core of the whole thing. It likes to put Sophia in spots where someone could walk in at any moment, or where a window is just a little too open, and then let you decide if she plays it safe or spreads her legs a bit wider and hopes no one is looking. She’s got big tits, a thick ass, and the camera knows it, especially when she’s on her knees, mouth shiny, pretending she’s still the good wife while her tongue is all over another girl. You can call it romance, sure, except every time you try to convince yourself it’s “about feelings,” the game drops another scene of Sophia masturbating alone after, fingering herself hard because the memory of Ellie’s tongue or some forbidden glance has her soaked, and she can’t blame the city for that.

This Harry Potter trainer thing caught me off guard because honestly who the fuck thought "hey let's make Severus Snape hot with tits"? But here we are and I'm not complaining. The whole premise is you're training Hermione and apparently other characters into your personal harem which sounds basic as hell until you realize they actually went and gender-swapped Snape into this busty professor type. That's some galaxy brain shit right there. The training mechanics feel pretty standard - you know, click here to increase obedience, click there to make them more slutty, the usual sandbox stuff. But something about seeing Hermione's massive tits bounce while she's learning "lessons" hits different than your typical trainer game.

The AI-generated art is... well it exists. Sometimes Hermione looks like she stepped out of a Renaissance painting and other times she looks like someone fed a neural network nothing but hentai for six months. The inconsistency is honestly part of the charm though? Like one scene she's got these perfect DD cups and the next they're somehow even bigger and defying several laws of physics. Female Snape is where things get really wild - they kept the dark aesthetic but slapped some serious curves on that character model. I spent way too much time just staring at that transformation wondering if this is what peak degeneracy looks like.

Content-wise there's barely anything here yet since it's early development, which is frustrating as fuck when you're trying to actually get to the good stuff. You can do some basic training scenarios and watch the corruption stats go up but don't expect any real payoff scenes. The sandbox elements work fine but feel pretty empty without more content to explore. Still, there's something addictive about slowly turning the know-it-all bookworm into your personal fucktoy, even if the current build only lets you get like 10% of the way there before hitting content walls.

Lewd Lore: Isekai Fantasy starts stupidly simple. Guy dies, wakes up in horny fantasy land, gets powers that are way too busted for someone who clearly just wants to fuck around. But it kind of works, because the game leans hard into the fantasy part instead of pretending it is deep and philosophical. One minute you are joking with some cute monster girl with thighs that could probably crush your ribs, next minute you are using magic in totally irresponsible ways just to see one more ahegao face. The story actually tries to be a story too, not just “click, sex, click, sex”. There are scenes where I was like, ok, I actually want to know what happens next, then two choices later I am watching the main girl ride him so hard the bed should have broken. It did not break, which is unrealistic and I am still lowkey mad about that, but whatever.

The art is exactly that horny 3D style that fits this kind of world. Not perfect, not super “artsy”, but the girls are thick where it matters and the game knows it. Boobs move, asses jiggle, hips twist when they grind on top of him and those small loops during the animated scenes are weirdly hypnotic. There is one handjob scene in a quiet forest spot, with magic lights floating around, where she strokes him slow at first, then faster, while teasing him that he needs to “earn” more of her body. I honestly replayed that more than I want to admit. Then later you finally get full vaginal with her and the facial expression goes straight to heavy ahegao with tongue out, eyes rolled, and it looks ridiculous but in that good hentai way where you just lean back and think “yeah, this is exactly why I am here”. The monster girls are fun too, not just generic “oooh I am monster rawr” types. One of them is shy and strong at the same time, which sounds stupid when I say it, but when she bends over and you see how huge her ass is, shyness is suddenly very optional. Sex scenes with her feel like you are the one being bullied even when the game pretends you are in control. And then the romance bits sneak in between all the filth, catching you off guard, like when a girl grabs your hand after a rough session and quietly asks if you will stay with her. That tiny thing hit harder than some full-on penetration scenes. If you want to squeeze the most juice from this thing, save often, be a degenerate completionist, pick the flirty options even when they look dumb, and never skip the teasing build up, because in this game the best nut usually comes two choices after the one you almost clicked past.

It starts messy, in the best possible way. You’re tossed into this warped version of the galaxy far, far away - not the kind that smells like burnt metal and destiny, but one thick with sweat and bad decisions. The whole thing feels like a fever dream that someone spun out after one too many Holonet smut threads. You’re the guy who somehow made it to Jedi Knight while everyone else got distracted by the war or by each other’s asses (and they’re massive here, holy hell). Half the time you forget why you’re supposed to be saving anything because Barriss bends forward mid-dialogue and the robe just... doesn’t hold. Then there’s Aayla, all cool confidence until her mouth opens, breathing hard like she’s half-daring you to break the code. They all do that. Even Padme - who says words about diplomacy but arches her back every time your name drops. It’s ridiculous and hot at once, like watching porn on mute during a political debate.

The turn-based fights almost feel like foreplay. Every encounter teases longer than necessary, camera angles doing that thing where you can’t tell if you’re fighting monsters or auditioning them for something darker. When Bo-Katan shows up, the whole tempo changes - less talk, more bite - and suddenly the lightsaber doesn’t look like a weapon anymore. My favorite stupid detail: in the menu, somebody coded a “meditation” button that just leads to sex scenes. Lazy? Sure. But it fits. Nothing here pretends to be noble; it’s all dirty Jedi business in slow motion. And when the game finally pops one of those creampie endings, you don’t even blink. You just chuckle, fix the screen ratio on your phone, and keep pressing through because apparently defeat can look like victory if the moaning syncs just right.

Weird thing is - somewhere between the teasing and the parody nonsense - it stops feeling like a joke. You catch yourself liking these twisted versions more than the real ones. Maybe that’s the Force talking. Or just the fact that the writing knows exactly how low you’ll sink for another glimpse under a Jedi robe.

Shiori looks like that perfect honor student you see on anime posters in the train, all serious face and huge chest squeezed into a clean uniform, but this game basically asks one question: what happens when that kind of girl gets addicted to being watched? Not in a romantic “notice me senpai” way, more like “watch me ride this bike while my skirt flies up and I pretend I don’t see you drooling”. It starts harmless enough, the whole cycling club thing, her trying to help out this small weak club that nobody cares about. Then she catches that girl exposing herself behind the school and it’s like something snaps. After that, every race feels less like sports and more like public masturbation with extra steps. You’re not just going for first place, you’re going for “how many guys in the crowd are fully hard by the finish line”.

The game is an RPG on paper, but honestly the important part is where you choose exactly how far Shiori is going to push it this time. You’re rolling around town in her school uniform on the bike, and little by little she starts treating the map like her own pervert playground. That corner near the park? Yeah, that’s the one where she pretends to fix her shoe, bends over way too much, and lets her panties ride up while office workers walk by. The empty street by the river? Perfect spot to slip a vibrator in, jump back on the bike and see how long she can keep pedaling before she has to pull over and rub her clit like crazy. Sometimes she’s trying to act composed, sometimes she just straight up spreads her legs on a bench and fingers herself while some random guy pretends to look at his phone. The censorship mosaic on the pussy is there, it’s an oldschool Japanese thing, but the animation still sells the whole “I know I shouldn’t be doing this but I can’t stop” vibe. Her tits bounce around annoyingly well too, especially when she’s riding out of the saddle and the shirt is already half open. Cycling form? Terrible. H scene quality? Kinda dangerous if you’re playing one-handed.

Where it gets really wild is when her confidence goes up and you start stacking all the exhibition tricks like a horny skill tree. At first it’s just flashing her panties during a race, then she’s tugging her top up so you can see those big tits spilling everywhere, then she’s smearing body paint all over herself and using the bike like a sex toy. One moment she’s a serious council president pushing hard to win the race, next moment she’s jacking some random dude off behind the stands while still wearing her helmet. There’s this scene where she finishes a race way ahead, breathing hard, and instead of just celebrating she walks right in front of the crowd, pulls a toy out of her bag and starts sliding it inside herself, sweat dripping, guys staring, phones out, cum shots flying later when they drag her behind the tent and take turns, filling her pussy until there’s white stuff leaking down her thighs. Another time she loses on purpose, then kneels between the winner and some staff members and gives them messy handjobs with her tits pressed together, swallowing their cum and looking back at the stands like she wants someone to catch her. The game is full of those small fucked up details: her pretending to be embarrassed while clearly loving it, the way she grips the handlebars tighter when the vibe hits deep, how she keeps racing with semen already sloshing inside her, like a walking creampie trophy. Honestly, half the time I forgot there was even a “club to save” plot going on, I was just opening the in-game phone, hunting for the next spot where she could strip, get drenched in bukkake, or end a nice calm bike ride with a threesome that leaves her ass gaping and her face covered. It’s messy, pervy, kinda trashy in the best way, and somehow it fits this whole low-key cycling theme way better than it should.

You wake up like some discount isekai protagonist, except instead of a goddess you get a smug catgirl perched on your chest, flicking your nose and calling you “pet” before you’ve even remembered your own name. She’s got a tail that never stops moving, ears that twitch every time you stare at her boobs for too long, and this stupidly cute collar that looks harmless until you notice the tiny shock symbols on it. Her “friend” is a floating robot ball with too many lenses and zero shame, scanning your body like it’s doing a hentai route speedrun. It keeps popping up in the worst possible moments, recording things, projecting things, adding “achievement unlocked” sounds when you manage to make someone squirt. The tone is somewhere between horny fever dream and slightly cursed sci‑fi, like someone mashed a harem fantasy together with a broken VR assistant and said: yeah, this is fine.

The game throws you into a sandbox city that feels normal for about five seconds. Then the catgirl drags you to a “training room” that’s basically a BDSM gym. You’ve got stocks, benches, magical glowing restraints that cling to skin like liquid metal, paddles that track “spank combo” count, and a weird high‑tech milking rig that starts as a joke and very quickly is not a joke. She teases you like hell, grinding on your lap, brushing your cock with her tail, then hopping away the moment you’re close because “good pets don’t cum without permission.” Orgasm denial hits early and it hits hard. The childhood friend shows up right when you’re half naked, sweaty, and frustrated. She’s tanned, short‑haired, built like she actually wins wrestling tournaments, and somehow straight up chill about walking in on you pinning the catgirl down. Next thing you know, she’s challenging you to a “friendly” grapple match where you either get your face smashed into her tits or taken down and ridden until you’re begging. She laughs when you lose, but her voice cracks a bit when you slide your hand along the tanlines on her hips and squeeze.

What caught me off guard is how the game keeps jumping from horny clowning to actual weird tenderness. You’re making a monster girl elf blush while she’s chained by glowing runes and calling you “master,” but then she shyly asks if you’d rather go slow and break her hymen properly instead of just ramming her. The robot orbits around you, projecting voyeur scenes like a perv Netflix: group sex in a bathhouse with steam barely covering bouncing big tits, a cosplay café where the maids are locked into orgasm denial belts until closing time, lactation experiments gone “accidentally” wild. There’s this one moment where you use your new powers to freeze time for everyone except yourself and your chosen girl, and it’s romantic for exactly three seconds before you realize you can reposition them, pose them, edge them, spank them, and even line up an anal creampie while the clock is still paused. You feel like a god and a creep at the same time, which is kind of the running joke here.

The pregnancy stuff ramps up once you stop pulling out. The game casually tracks who you’ve filled, who’s potentially knocked up, and then a few cycles later you’re getting messages like “my tits won’t stop leaking, can you help?” and suddenly you’re hand‑pumping milk out of a catgirl while the tan wrestler is kneeling behind you, stroking your dick with one hand and slapping your ass for “motivation.” There’s actual pregnant sex, big bellies bouncing while you go hard from behind, milk spraying when you pinch nipples, and that messed up but hot mix of them being embarrassed and proud at the same time. Sometimes the pacing is weird, you’ll go from spooky hallway with glitchy horror noises and a monster girl creeping along the ceiling to a goofy titfuck scene where the robot comments on your form like a coach. I kind of hated that shift and still replayed the voyeur scenes way too often. Oh, and there’s this tiny bug where the catgirl’s tail clips into her own ass right when you’re about to finish, and now I can’t unsee it. Still kept fucking her, of course.