I swear this game started like a joke. I opened it expecting some lazy swipe-right simulator with recycled anime faces, but it slapped me with this weird mix of horny sincerity and unhinged chaos. The first match I got wasn’t even hot at first glance - looked like someone’s OC from a forgotten DeviantArt page - but ten minutes later I was reading her chat logs like they were gospel. The writing flirts between cringe and genius. Sometimes she’ll tease you with a line that sounds like it came from a bad fanfic, then follow it with something so filthy it short-circuits your brain. I caught myself grinning like an idiot. That’s embarrassing to admit, but whatever.

There’s this rhythm to it, like the devs knew exactly how long to keep you waiting before dropping the next explicit scene. Not that the pacing’s perfect - half the time I was yelling at my phone because the dialogue wheel bugged out or the transitions froze mid-thrust (yeah, that happened). But when it works, it *really* works. The futa characters all have that exaggerated anatomy thing going on - huge everything - but it’s not just about size. There’s personality behind it, like each one’s got a story that’s been fermenting in some dark corner of the internet for years. You can tell someone poured way too much love into making sure the teasing feels personal. It’s messy, sure, but that’s kind of the charm.

The weirdest part? The game pretends to be about romance, but it’s really about control. You think you’re choosing dialogue options, but half the time the girls are steering you like a toy. There’s a scene with a rooftop confession that spirals into something obscene so fast I actually laughed out loud. It shouldn’t work. It does. And yet, I still hate that the text font looks like something from a 2009 flash game. Why is that what sticks with me? Maybe because everything else feels too alive, too raw, like it shouldn’t even be on a phone screen.

Classes start again, calendar says “back to normal”, and your guy basically hears “time to fuck up every moral rule on campus”. The whole thing plays like one long horny detour that accidentally involves lectures. You’re this dude coming back from a summer that clearly scrambled his brain, because now every hallway, bus seat and half-lit living room turns into a chance to push things way too far with any woman breathing near you. Not in a romantic VN way, more like “yeah I should be studying, but her tits are in my face and my dick’s already hard, so... priorities”.

The pacing is messy in a good way. One minute you’re pretending to pay attention in class, next you’re crammed into some tiny kitchen with a thick older woman in yoga pants that are working way too hard, your hand already sliding under that waistband while she pretends to talk about “adult responsibilities”. She starts off all stiff and serious, and two dialogue clicks later she’s jerking you off at the sink, rings clacking on your shaft, whispering that you “can’t cum here” while her hand speeds up anyway. The game loves that “I shouldn’t do this” line then immediately makes her do exactly that. And it doesn’t just stop at teasing. You get full-on sloppy titfucks where your cock is sandwiched between huge soft milky tits, nipples brushing your stomach while she spits on your tip to make it glide better. Half the time you barely remember how the conversation even started, it just melts into skin and noise.

The older women are kind of the main show, honestly. Thick milfs with big asses that bounce when you rail them from behind on saggy couches that look stolen from a dorm dump room. One of the best scenes has you bent over a curvy landlady type on a too-small bed, your hands digging into her huge ass while you switch from sliding into her pussy to slowly pushing into her ass, and she tries to keep her voice down but fails totally, biting the pillow and drooling on it while you grind in deeper. The camera just stays there on her big butt, jiggling with every thrust, like the game knows exactly why you came. Blowjobs get messy in the right way too: lipstick smeared, spit strings hanging, her head bobbing while her tits press on your knees, and then she uses both hands to polish you off, pumping fast and rubbing the tip against her tongue like she’s tasting ice cream, not cum. Some of the casual stuff might even hit harder, like getting a lazy morning handjob from a sleepy thick woman on the couch, her tits slipping out of her tank top while she strokes you slow, barely awake. Or a quick bathroom fuck where you press some stacked girl against the door, yank her panties aside, slide into her wet pussy for a “quick one” that of course turns into a long, deep pounding with her legs shaking. When the game remembers anal, it really commits: long buildup, lube talk, a tight push in, then that perfect moment where she goes from “ow” to “don’t stop” while her ass swallows you. It’s filthy, direct, sometimes clumsy, very male-point-of-view, and absolutely not interested in making you feel like a good student.

Okay so first thing - Clara's transformations are absolutely wild and completely caught me off guard. I mean, I went in expecting some standard dating sim stuff with childhood friend Nala moving in, maybe some typical romance routes, but holy shit when Clara starts appearing... her body changes are genuinely unsettling in the best possible way. Like, we're talking complete physical metamorphosis that made me question what I was even looking at. The AI-generated visuals actually work really well here because there's this uncanny valley effect that makes her supernatural presence feel legitimately creepy. I spent way too much time trying to figure out if there was a pattern to when she'd show up, and honestly the randomness makes it worse in a good way.

The desire system is pretty straightforward - you build up points with Nala through conversations and choices, unlock new outfits for her (and trust me, they're worth it), but the real hook is how the game constantly pulls you between moving forward with this sweet childhood friend setup and getting dragged back into trauma with Clara. Alan's just this regular dude stuck in a dead-end job, which makes the supernatural horror elements hit harder. One minute you're having a normal conversation about breakfast, next minute Clara's there looking like something from a fever dream. The affinity tracking gets complicated because sometimes being nice to Nala feels like betraying Clara's memory, even though she's literally haunting you.

What really gets me is how the game doesn't let you forget about Clara even when you're trying to focus on Nala's route. She'll just appear during intimate moments, completely transformed, and suddenly you're dealing with guilt and supernatural terror while trying to romance your childhood friend. The big tits and ass tags are definitely accurate for Nala's scenes, but Clara's transformations go way beyond normal proportions into genuinely disturbing territory. I keep going back trying different dialogue choices to see if I can somehow save both relationships, but the game seems determined to make you choose between healing and obsession.

Sara’s the kind of woman you’ve seen a thousand times in real life and basically never in porn games: 35, office drone, tired face, very nice tits hiding under boring blouses, and this permanent “I should do something with my life” vibe. The game takes that mood and just pokes it again and again. It doesn’t try to be smart or deep, it’s honestly pretty dumb and repetitive, but in that way where your brain turns off and your dick kinda takes the wheel. You click through her days at work, come home with her, watch her slowly stop giving a shit about being “proper” and start letting herself get used like a toy. There’s this weird charm in how basic it is. No big story arcs, no dramatic choices, just small steps: a little flirting, a blowjob in a place that really shouldn’t have a blowjob, taking rough anal from a guy that clearly doesn’t even know her last name, things like that. It feels like she slides from “bored office milf” to “I’ll do anything if it makes me feel alive and full” in tiny, dirty increments.

The sex itself hits all the obvious stuff, but it hits it pretty hard. She’s got big boobs, big ass, proper porn body, and the guys are walking clichés with thick cocks and a lot of stamina, which is funny because Sara looks like someone who should be sending spreadsheet emails, not choking on an interracial monster dick behind the office building. Some scenes feel almost like a porn simulator: you’re not doing complicated choices, you’re just guiding what hole gets used and for how long, watching her swap between oral, vaginal, anal like it’s just another boring task on her to-do list, except she’s moaning and drooling instead of typing. I liked how her face sometimes has this “how did I end up here” look even while she’s getting pounded, it makes the male domination angle feel less cartoon villain and more like she just stopped resisting because getting fucked stupid is easier than thinking about Monday meetings. The “real model” vibe helps a lot too, she doesn’t look like a plastic anime doll, more like that blonde from your HR department if she suddenly started letting huge cocks rearrange her. It’s crude, a bit lazy, honestly kind of trashy, and still weirdly hot. You’ll click, jerk, complain about the repetition, then click again anyway, because watching a bored 35-year-old office worker slowly turn her whole life into one big porn loop scratches some very specific, very filthy itch.