Calvin's basically that dude everyone knows who fucked up his entire life and now crashes at his buddy's place indefinitely. You know the type - probably smells like disappointment and cheap beer, except in this case he's about to become the neighborhood's most unlikely sex educator. His friend's family isn't exactly throwing welcome parties, but hey, free housing is free housing.

The daughter Megan's got this whole straight-A student thing going but she's completely clueless about anything below the waistline. Perfect setup for some seriously questionable mentorship, right? She's supposed to be this innocent bookworm type who's never even figured out what her own body parts do, which honestly feels a bit ridiculous but whatever - we're not here for realistic character development. The corruption angle is pretty obvious from the jump, and it plays out exactly like you'd expect with Calvin slowly introducing her to increasingly kinky shit. There's voyeurism elements scattered throughout where you're basically being a creepy old pervert watching this girl discover her sexuality, which... yeah, that's definitely a choice the developer made.

This whole thing is apparently inspired by some classic called Cohabitation, though I never played that one so can't compare. The sandbox mechanics let you wander around the house and interact with different family members at various times, building relationships and unlocking new scenarios. You've got your standard progression of handjobs leading to oral, then full penetration, anal, the whole escalation ladder. There's groping scenes, masturbation sequences, sex toys get introduced eventually. The 3DCG animation is serviceable but nothing groundbreaking - characters move like they're made of slightly melted plastic sometimes. Mobile compatibility is there if you want to be that guy jerking off to trainer games on your phone. Developer admits they made this to decompress from stress, which honestly explains the unpolished feel throughout.

Frank's prison break goes about as well as you'd expect - which is to say, absolutely terrible. One shipwreck later and this guy's washing up in Bikini Bottom looking like he got chewed up by Davy Jones himself. But here's where things get weird (and I mean WEIRD): instead of doing the sensible thing like finding help or maybe not impersonating cartoon characters, Frank decides the best survival strategy is pretending to be SpongeBob. Yeah, that SpongeBob. The yellow square dude who flips patties and annoys his neighbors.

What starts as a desperate con job turns into something way more fucked up than you bargained for. Frank's not just wearing the square pants - he's living the whole twisted fantasy, and apparently everyone in Bikini Bottom is way more... accommodating than the original show ever suggested. Sandy's got that Texas-sized appetite for more than just science experiments, if you catch my drift. The animation work is surprisingly smooth for what's basically underwater cartoon porn, though sometimes the character expressions look like they're having existential crises mid-scene. Can't blame them honestly. The sandbox elements let you wander around causing chaos at your own pace, which is perfect because rushing through this fever dream would be doing it a disservice. You'll find yourself clicking through dialogue just to see how much more absurd Frank's situation can get, and trust me, it gets pretty damn absurd.

The whole thing feels like someone took childhood nostalgia, threw it in a blender with adult fantasies, and hit the "completely unhinged" setting. Frank's supposed to be this hardened criminal but half the time he's bumbling around like he's never seen a talking starfish before. The male domination stuff works better than it should given the source material, probably because everyone's so committed to the bit. It's crude, it's ridiculous, and somehow that makes the sexy parts hit different. Just don't expect any deep character development - Frank's basically a horny plot device with commitment issues.

You’re a rookie reporter who clearly skipped the “professional distance” chapter in journalism school. The game drops you back in your hometown with a shiny new job at the top newspaper, but it feels less like serious reporting and more like a long, horny field trip where every “interview” can end with your dick somewhere it absolutely shouldn’t be. One minute you’re chasing a lead about some shady business deal, the next you’re on your knees under a desk, trying to keep eye contact with your source while she’s forcing her cock-wet lips down on you and whispering, “Ask better questions.” It’s that kind of story. The whole thing plays like a visual novel with choices that pretend to be about ethics and truth, but half the time you’re just deciding if you want your face between her thighs or under her feet. When your editor calls you into her office, you expect a lecture. Instead you get her sitting on the edge of her desk in a tight blouse, tits about to pop out, and she shuts you up by shoving her foot into your lap and making you rub your cock against her sole until you’re leaking through your pants. Then she asks you for your article draft like nothing happened. I actually laughed out loud there, it felt wrong in a good way.

Sex is everywhere, but not in a soft fade-to-black way. The writing goes straight for it. There’s a scene with a politician’s wife who looks like she walked out from some old “serious interview” magazine cover, glasses, expensive dress, perfect big ass, the whole classy thing. She starts out teasing, brushing her thigh against you under the table while you’re trying to keep your recorder steady. Then she locks the door, kneels down, and you’re suddenly drowning in sloppy, noisy oral where she keeps eye contact and drool is sliding down your shaft. Later she rides you hard on a couch, tits bouncing in your face while she tells you not to stop asking questions, and when you finally push her on her stomach and go in her pussy from behind, the game really leans into describing how she’s clenching around you and begging you to pound her like you’re breaking some embargo. Anal is treated almost like a reward for pushing a scene far enough. There’s this moment on a rooftop with a rival journalist where she first jacks you off with her foot, pressing her heel against your balls, then she bends over the low wall, pulls her skirt up, and tells you “If you want this story, fuck my ass.” She’s tight, she grunts into her own arm, and the text is very direct about the way her asshole stretches and the way your cum fills her. No fading, no “tasteful” cut. You feel like a completely unethical bastard, and the game wants that.

The AI art is actually kinda weird in a charming way. Some shots are hot as hell, like the close-ups of wet lips around your cock, or the way their nipples poke through shirts when they lean over your desk. Sometimes fingers look a bit off or a foot angle feels strange when a girl is jerking you with her toes, but honestly, during a good blowjob scene, I forgot to care. One thing I didn’t like: the pacing sometimes goes from horny to “okay, now read five screens of investigation talk” at really random moments, and then suddenly, out of nowhere, the game jumps you into another sex scene with almost no build-up. It feels like the writer couldn’t decide if this is a serious adventure or just porn with a plot as a flimsy excuse. But that contrast also makes some moments hit harder. After a long bit where you’re actually chasing clues, you end up in a car with a source, rain outside, the city lights reflecting, and she just quietly unzips you and starts sucking you off while you’re pretending to go over notes. There is something very dirty about that calm, focused blowjob. I also kept tapping my screen trying to scroll back on one scene where you fuck this stacked receptionist against the office window, her tits smooshed on the glass while you slam in her pussy and she keeps moaning that someone below might see. The sound, the text, the way she keeps begging for more even after you cum inside her, telling you to stay hard and give her your dick again, felt way more intense than I expected from a horny little journalist game. I wanted more reactions from NPCs after all this abuse of power, but the story just shrugs and throws you to the next big-titted lead. Honestly, at some point I forgot if I was supposed to care about the mystery at all. I just kept following whatever route promised another scene where I’d get used as a human cock by someone who knows exactly how to play with my curiosity.

In a world full of heroes, there are always a few villains like you: show these super Karen women who's boss and demonstrate the real dick powers.​

After you die from overwork you must go to hell… unless you agree to sign the contract with the succubus. If you perform it well, you’ll get the opportunity to reborn in any universe you wish. What should you do? You must seduce as more universes as you can, to provide succubus with sexual energy. Use your cunning mind and some “devil traits” for performance of contract. Please check changelog and developer notes.​

Sin or Live feels like one of those messy tarot spreads where every card is about sex, school, and bad decisions, and somehow the deck keeps winking at you. The game throws you into this school vibe that looks all cute on the surface, but the art keeps betraying it. Those chunky pixel shapes hide these ridiculous curves, like someone shoved a hentai magazine into an old RPG and said, “yeah, this is fine.” The main guy walks around with that typical “I’m just a student” attitude, but the world around him is screaming MILF energy, soft thighs, tight skirts, and mouths that linger a bit too long when they talk to him. It’s like the Lovers card crossed with the Devil every time you move to a new room, and if you ever tried to pretend those cards are about spiritual growth, this game just laughs in your face.

What really got me is how teasing it is. Not teasing like a shy girl blushing and running away, more like the universe edging you on purpose. You talk to a teacher, and the camera hangs way too long on her chest, big tits squished into a blouse that looks ready to explode, then it just sends you back to some normal-ass dialogue like nothing happened. Then she leans in to “help with homework” and the text goes from wholesome to dirty in half a sentence, and you feel that click in your brain like pulling the Tower card. Everything falls, clothes included. There is a scene where you go to a quiet corner of the building, and the girl you thought was just background suddenly starts talking about doing something “hands-on.” One thing leads to another, and you are on your knees, or she is, and the game is not shy with that oral focus at all. Lips wrapping around you, the rhythm described in this almost hypnotic way, while the tiny pixel animation still somehow sells the wetness. It is weirdly hot for how simple it looks. And then, after you finish, it just shoves you back into the hallway like you are supposed to care about class again.

The MILF stuff is where it feels like pulling the Empress card, then realizing she has a tramp stamp and a tongue piercing. There is this older woman at school, not exactly staff, not exactly student, kind of that “I’m around here a lot, don’t ask” vibe. Hips so wide the pixels look like they are bending around her ass, tits spilling out of her top whenever she leans forward to “check on you.” She talks to the protagonist like he is a kid, but her hand goes lower every time, resting on his leg, dragging her nails up his thigh, and the writing leans into it without shame. One moment you are joking, next moment her mouth is around your cock and she is taking you deeper, and the text starts spelling out every gag, every lick, like a dirty little ritual. There is this one detail where she wipes her lips with her thumb and then sucks it clean, and it stuck with me way more than any big scene. Some of the pacing is annoying, though. You click through a lot of basic lines before the game finally lets you do what it has been hinting at for ages, like drawing the same card again and again before the spread finally opens up. But when it does, the whole thing turns into this horny, twisted reading of your own choices, where every route feels like another way to mess up your “morality” and get rewarded with a mouth, a pair of breasts pressed against your face, or an ass grinding on your lap behind some classroom door. It is clumsy, filthy, strangely charming, and absolutely not pretending to be anything else.

Everything feels a little wrong in this game, in a good way. It takes that world of superpowered teens in tight uniforms and asks a very honest question: what happens when the war is over, the dimensions glitch, and nobody is watching the cameras for “heroic conduct” anymore? Suddenly you have a male protagonist who’s supposed to be some half-broken, half-famous hero, and he spends as much time staring at bouncing tits and asses as he does thinking about saving anyone. The story keeps using this idea of colliding realities as an excuse to pull in familiar heroines in school uniforms that are absolutely not dress-code approved, then quietly shoves you into situations where “training” looks more like a porn shoot with very lazy direction. The horny part isn’t subtle. You get scenes where you are clearly peeking from behind doors, pretending you care about plot while the camera is sitting on a girl’s ass in a tight uniform that rides so high it might as well introduce you by name.

What surprised me is how weirdly self-aware the dialogue feels, even when it’s dumb as hell. The English is sometimes stiff, like someone threw DeepL and Google Translate into a threesome and didn’t clean up after, but then you get these really sharp, stupid jokes about quirks being useful only for sex positions, or someone treating a life-threatening rift between dimensions like a bad Wi-Fi connection. As a linguist I kept catching those little false friends: words that technically exist but no native speaker would use in that moment, which somehow makes the girls sound more kinky, like they are dirty-talking in a second language and overcompensating. One heroine goes from blushing virgin line to outright porn actress phrasing in the same scene and the game just shrugs and moves on, and it actually gives the erotic part this trashy, late-night fanfic flavor that I kinda liked and also hated. The voyeur moments are the best for this. You hide, you watch, and the girls talk in this weird mix of “anime purity” and “I have watched way too much hentai and picked up vocabulary I should not know,” especially when they start describing what they want the protagonist to do to their “huge assets” like they are reading patch notes.

Gameplay is nominally just visual novel stuff, but it keeps tossing in choices that look important and then only really change which pair of big tits presses against the screen later. There was one scene where I thought I was going to make a morally heavy decision about collapsing dimensions, and instead it just led to deciding whether you catch a heroine changing out of her school uniform or walk in while she’s already naked and pretending to be embarrassed. The AI-generated CG is funny too: sometimes characters look perfect, like high-budget hentai, and then the next image gives a girl a slightly off face and boobs that defy physics in this way that screams “this was born in a machine that has seen too much porn and not enough bras.” But the game leans into it so hard it becomes part of the charm. You go from emotional “end of the world” talk straight into close-ups of a big ass pressed against glass, then a joke about how hero costumes are basically fetish gear anyway. I ended up taking a screenshot, sending it on Discord to a friend with the message “this is what happens when fan theories get horny funding,” and then jumping right back in. The writing keeps stumbling, the tone flips from dramatic to filthy, and the localization is all over the place, but somehow that chaotic mix of parody, voyeur creeper vibes, and schoolgirl kink fits the whole “multiple dimensions smashing together” thing a little too well.

Doug looks like something you’d scroll past in a meme and then suddenly you’re three scenes in, wondering why you’re jerking off to a “pet” who talks more shit than half of Reddit. The game throws you into this house where everyone treats you like a cute little nothing, while you’re actually a full adult guy with a permanent hard-on and exactly zero shame. You wander from room to room, poking at girls’ routines, getting in the way, “accidentally” brushing tits, sitting in laps, staring at asses when they bend over. It starts really soft, almost wholesome, like you’re just this horny mascot. Then the teasing ramps and it gets weird in a good way. You watch a MILF in yoga pants ignoring you while her nipples are clearly fighting the sports bra, and you’re just there, creeping closer, testing how much you can touch before she twitches or blushes or pretends she didn’t feel your hand on her thigh. The whole thing has this slow-burn harassment vibe, where you’re not just spamming sex scenes, you’re building that fucked-up comfort zone between “aww, silly Doug” and “why is your snout between my legs again”.

What’s funny is I went in thinking I’d hate the humiliation stuff, because I’m more “normal” porn, simple vanilla, kiss, suck, fuck, done. Here it drips in sideways. You’re technically the lowest thing in the house, literally called a pet, but you end up controlling the mood. One moment you’re getting shoved off the bed like trash, next moment she’s half naked, pretending she only stripped because it’s hot, while you’re practically nuzzling her panties and she just lets it happen. There’s a scene where you’re under a blanket, she’s watching Netflix on her phone, and you slowly work your way between her legs, licking while she tries to keep a straight face. She keeps whispering “Doug, stop, someone might come in” but her hips grind anyway. And then someone does walk by the door, calls her name, and she bites her lip so hard you can almost feel it. Stuff like that hits way harder than just “click button, get blowjob”. Oral, handjobs, full-on vaginal, creampies, interracial scenes with the big guy whose dick you know is going to ruin someone, all that is in there, but it never feels like a checklist. It’s more like you chipped away at them until they gave in. The groping is constant, the big tits and big asses are framed from every angle, and when they finally ride you, it feels both wrong and earned at the same time. The owner’s suspicion always hangs over everything too, like this castration threat in the background, which somehow makes the orgasms nastier. I kept telling myself I just wanted cute teasing and MILF cuddles, and then I’m watching a girl grind on Doug’s face, moaning his name, while thinking “yeah, ok, fuck it, this is exactly my thing now”.

New city, wrong dorm, and your dick is the only one in the building. That’s basically the starting point here, but the game doesn’t treat it like some big heroic fantasy. You’re not a confident porn star dropped into a harem. You’re this awkward guy, carrying all his stupid expectations and porn-fed ideas, and then real women with real hangups keep cutting through that. One of my favorite bits is early on: you’re peeking through a half-open door, expecting “oh, she’s gonna finger herself for the camera,” but instead the milf landlady is pacing the room, rehearsing how she’s going to ask you to “help her relax,” and you realize she’s just as nervous as you. And then two scenes later she has you on your knees, using you like a toy and acting like she planned it all along. I loved that switch. Actually I kind of hated it because it made me feel stupid for underestimating her, but in a good way. If that makes sense.

The whole dorm feels like a pressure cooker where romance and filth keep tripping over each other. One girl needs “tutoring,” which sounds innocent, and then you realize the test she wants to pass is whether she can keep eye contact while you jerk her off under the table. Another invites you to “practice dating” and somehow you end up with her sitting on your lap in the common room, grinding slowly while whispering that her ex never made her feel wanted. There’s a neat thing where a teasing scene that looks soft and sweet can flip into outright sexual harassment and you catch yourself thinking, yeah, this is wrong, but also yeah, keep going. The game doesn’t yell at you for that. It just lets the moment hang. One of the nastiest bits for me was spying through a crack as two of the girls fool around, one being all gentle and the other clearly pushing for more, toys included. You have to decide if you barge in as the “hero,” stand there and watch like a creep, or walk away and imagine it later while you’re getting a very intense blowjob from someone who thinks you’re more decent than you actually are.

Sex here is messy, and sometimes kind of funny, which helps. You can go from slow romantic kissing with soft moans and hands shaking a bit, to shoving a girl against a washing machine while she calls you “sir” and begs for a creampie so hard she’s slurring her words. Then later she’s sitting next to you at breakfast talking about classes like none of that happened, and you’re staring at the way her shirt stretches over her tits, remembering how they bounced when you fucked her from behind. The models are thick in a way porn often pretends isn’t allowed: big asses that jiggle when you pull out, milfs with heavy breasts that actually move when they ride you, tongues sliding along shafts during oral that looks properly sloppy. There’s this one scene where a shy girl, the “pure” one, ends up kneeling between another girl’s legs, looking up at you while she licks, as if asking if this is what you wanted her to become. I told myself I was building their confidence and then clicked the roughest options I could find. I still don’t know if the game is judging me quietly or just grinning. Probably both.