Saga of Thalya the Demigod v0.1
Zeus gets a prophecy, freaks out like always, and throws you into the underworld before you even get to enjoy your first breath. That’s your childhood. Now it’s your eighteenth nameday, and suddenly all the stuff they kept from you hits at once: divinity, lust, raw destructive magic, the kind of power that makes mountains nervous and mortals wet. You’re Thalya, a futa demigoddess with a dick that is honestly treated more like a weapon than a body part, daughter of a titan of love and a war goddess who solves problems with blood and orgasms in equal measure. You’ve been hidden away in the dark, raised on stories about the world you’re not allowed to touch, and now the leash finally snaps. The whole ancient Greek world opens up like a toy box full of temples, monsters, snarky demigods with parent issues, and gods who think they’re untouchable. Spoiler: they’re not. The story just pushes you along, no choices, no fake “morality system”. You’re not here to be a hero. You’re a walking middle finger to Olympus, powered by horny spite and daddy Zeus’ paranoia.
The fun part is how the game treats your power like something alive. Lightning crawling over your skin while you pin a smug demigod against a ruined pillar and fuck the arrogance out of them. A priestess trying to pray to Athena and ending up on her knees for you instead, your hand on the back of her head, your magic seeping into her thoughts until the only worship she cares about is your cock. One scene has you stepping out of the underworld for the first time, everything blazing sunlight and marble, and the first thing you do is test your new “dominion” on a squad of armored soldiers. They raise their shields, you raise your hips, and in a blink their weapons are clattering to the ground while they stare at you with that mix of fear, awe, and desperate need. It’s not subtle. It’s not shy. The game loves big tits, big attitudes, and your big, very busy shaft, wrapping all of it in this messy, oversexed Greek mythology that feels like someone mashed together old legends, horny deviantart, and a lot of late-night power fantasies. Sometimes the writing trips over itself, like the dev typed faster than their brain, but honestly that just makes it feel more personal. You’re not guided, you’re dragged, from encounter to encounter, from orgasm to spell blast, until the idea of “good” or “evil” feels kind of pointless and all that matters is how hard you can screw over Olympus… and how many people you’ll literally screw along the way.
The fun part is how the game treats your power like something alive. Lightning crawling over your skin while you pin a smug demigod against a ruined pillar and fuck the arrogance out of them. A priestess trying to pray to Athena and ending up on her knees for you instead, your hand on the back of her head, your magic seeping into her thoughts until the only worship she cares about is your cock. One scene has you stepping out of the underworld for the first time, everything blazing sunlight and marble, and the first thing you do is test your new “dominion” on a squad of armored soldiers. They raise their shields, you raise your hips, and in a blink their weapons are clattering to the ground while they stare at you with that mix of fear, awe, and desperate need. It’s not subtle. It’s not shy. The game loves big tits, big attitudes, and your big, very busy shaft, wrapping all of it in this messy, oversexed Greek mythology that feels like someone mashed together old legends, horny deviantart, and a lot of late-night power fantasies. Sometimes the writing trips over itself, like the dev typed faster than their brain, but honestly that just makes it feel more personal. You’re not guided, you’re dragged, from encounter to encounter, from orgasm to spell blast, until the idea of “good” or “evil” feels kind of pointless and all that matters is how hard you can screw over Olympus… and how many people you’ll literally screw along the way.
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👁 114
★★★★★
Lust Goddess
Collect prizes and items in the mail with each battle won, as they will help you evolve your educated fighters. The longer you evolve your lovely warriors, the more their corporal appearance switches. And with "switches", we suggest "that they become supah unveiling, taunting you endlessly". And, if you can not escape from this headspace these hot hot visuals have pushed one into, the game does include a useful "auto" mode which can perform the top moves, and that means it's possible to keep concentrating on your most recent win - or, you knowthat anything is holding your focus.
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👁 7.4K
★★★★★
Isle of Fall - v0.4 v0.5
Satoshi thinks a spooky couples event will fix his boring love life. That alone already tells you this guy is in trouble. He drags Mary and a bunch of other young couples to this “Test of Courage” on some abandoned island, in this old Japanese mansion that feels like a love hotel got possessed by a ghost with a cheating fetish. At first it feels almost goofy: Halloween vibes, dumb costumes, everyone in sexy outfits that would get you banned from Instagram in 3 seconds. Mary’s tits are practically a plot point. Short skirt riding up every time she moves, big ass that camera keeps sticking to, those kind of angles where your phone browser bar just quietly disappears. The game pretends it is about courage and true love, but half the time the “ritual” looks more like a set up for a bukkake scene that forgot to start filming.
The fun of this thing is how it messes with your head while also just throwing raw porn in your face. It plays that classic NTR trick where Satoshi keeps catching glimpses of Mary and the other girls getting way too friendly with the staff. An attendant’s hand sliding over Mary’s thigh in a dark corridor, someone groping Natsuki’s huge boobs in the shadow of a paper wall, a door opening just enough so you see Mary on her knees between two guys, drool on her chin, then it slams shut and Satoshi acts like maybe it was just his imagination. The horror angle is not about ghosts. It is that slow, sticky feeling that your girlfriend is getting wet for other cocks right in front of you, and the island itself kind of pushes everyone to be filthier. There are scenes where Mary gets pinned against a pillar, panties torn aside, big tits bouncing while she takes a rough vaginal pounding and Satoshi just stands there, brain fogged, watching her moan “no” while her hips grind for a deeper creampie. The more the “ritual” progresses, the more she shifts from shy to addicted, going from accidental groping in the hallway, to getting passed around in group sex, riding some random guy with her tongue out, begging for cum inside like that is the only way to save their love. It is ugly, horny, ridiculous and kind of fascinating if you study how NTR keeps recycling the same pain fantasy and people still eat it up on their phones in Incognito mode.
The fun of this thing is how it messes with your head while also just throwing raw porn in your face. It plays that classic NTR trick where Satoshi keeps catching glimpses of Mary and the other girls getting way too friendly with the staff. An attendant’s hand sliding over Mary’s thigh in a dark corridor, someone groping Natsuki’s huge boobs in the shadow of a paper wall, a door opening just enough so you see Mary on her knees between two guys, drool on her chin, then it slams shut and Satoshi acts like maybe it was just his imagination. The horror angle is not about ghosts. It is that slow, sticky feeling that your girlfriend is getting wet for other cocks right in front of you, and the island itself kind of pushes everyone to be filthier. There are scenes where Mary gets pinned against a pillar, panties torn aside, big tits bouncing while she takes a rough vaginal pounding and Satoshi just stands there, brain fogged, watching her moan “no” while her hips grind for a deeper creampie. The more the “ritual” progresses, the more she shifts from shy to addicted, going from accidental groping in the hallway, to getting passed around in group sex, riding some random guy with her tongue out, begging for cum inside like that is the only way to save their love. It is ugly, horny, ridiculous and kind of fascinating if you study how NTR keeps recycling the same pain fantasy and people still eat it up on their phones in Incognito mode.
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👁 4.6K
★★☆☆☆
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👁 6.5K
★★★★★
Welcome to the Friendship Club! v0.13
Kanoi Academy looks like one of those fancy anime schools from Pinterest, but right away the whole place feels kinda wrong, in a good “oh shit what did I just click” way. You’re Jin, this completely regular dude who somehow got invited to a place where everyone else is a genius, a prodigy, or at least pretending really hard. And then they throw you into this “Friendship Club”, which sounds cute and harmless until you realize friendship here means awkward flirting in empty classrooms, accidentally getting a face full of tits when someone trips, and talking about trauma right after a blowjob like it’s a normal club activity. One second you’re laughing at some dumb joke about homework, next second there’s a girl with a ridiculous ass grinding on your lap in the club room while you both pretend to be “practicing communication skills”. The game really leans into that school slice of life thing, but twists it just enough so even simple stuff like a walk to the dorms at night feels like it might turn into a horror scene or a handjob behind the bushes. Or both. Somehow both fits this place.
What surprised me is how much it jumps between horny and kinda fucked up without warning. You’ll be joking around with this bubbly girl who loves teasing you, she’s pressing her big soft tits into you, breathing in your ear while you’re trying not to bust in your pants. Then she says something real heavy, like she’s only here because her parents treat her like a project, not a person, and the mood just crashes for a second. Then she drops to her knees in the same scene, opens your fly, and starts sucking you off like it’s stress relief, messy spit on her lips, her eyes getting teary for more than one reason. It’s weirdly hot and sad at the same time. A lot of the sex plays like that: vaginal with slow, deep thrusts where the camera hangs on the way her body shakes, or quick desperate fucking when you’re both half dressed, her skirt pushed up, panties around her thigh, your hands fighting with her huge ass because you can’t grab it all. The 3D style works fine here, sometimes it looks stiff, but there are moments where a character just tilts her head or smirks and it hits way harder than it should. Also, the horror angle pops up when you least expect it: late night hallway, no music, light flickering, you hear something behind you, think it’s ghost shit, and it’s actually a girl you know, standing too close, whispering she’s been “waiting for you” with that smile that says romance on top but some real obsession hiding under it. Then she drags you into an empty room, locks the door, and suddenly your biggest problem is not monsters, it’s whether you can last more than a minute while her mouth works your cock like she practiced on lollipops her whole life. The game keeps doing that, turning horny into creepy, creepy into sweet, sweet into full on fucking in some quiet corner of the campus, like the whole academy is a sandbox of messed up feelings and wet thighs. You’re not really a hero here, just a guy pulling at threads, making choices, getting sucked into everyone’s drama, and somehow that makes every kiss, every joke, every time you slide inside someone and hear that first sharp gasp feel a bit more real than it has any right to.
What surprised me is how much it jumps between horny and kinda fucked up without warning. You’ll be joking around with this bubbly girl who loves teasing you, she’s pressing her big soft tits into you, breathing in your ear while you’re trying not to bust in your pants. Then she says something real heavy, like she’s only here because her parents treat her like a project, not a person, and the mood just crashes for a second. Then she drops to her knees in the same scene, opens your fly, and starts sucking you off like it’s stress relief, messy spit on her lips, her eyes getting teary for more than one reason. It’s weirdly hot and sad at the same time. A lot of the sex plays like that: vaginal with slow, deep thrusts where the camera hangs on the way her body shakes, or quick desperate fucking when you’re both half dressed, her skirt pushed up, panties around her thigh, your hands fighting with her huge ass because you can’t grab it all. The 3D style works fine here, sometimes it looks stiff, but there are moments where a character just tilts her head or smirks and it hits way harder than it should. Also, the horror angle pops up when you least expect it: late night hallway, no music, light flickering, you hear something behind you, think it’s ghost shit, and it’s actually a girl you know, standing too close, whispering she’s been “waiting for you” with that smile that says romance on top but some real obsession hiding under it. Then she drags you into an empty room, locks the door, and suddenly your biggest problem is not monsters, it’s whether you can last more than a minute while her mouth works your cock like she practiced on lollipops her whole life. The game keeps doing that, turning horny into creepy, creepy into sweet, sweet into full on fucking in some quiet corner of the campus, like the whole academy is a sandbox of messed up feelings and wet thighs. You’re not really a hero here, just a guy pulling at threads, making choices, getting sucked into everyone’s drama, and somehow that makes every kiss, every joke, every time you slide inside someone and hear that first sharp gasp feel a bit more real than it has any right to.
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👁 1.4K
★★★★★
Femboy Hotel v0.3
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.
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.
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👁 7.7K
💬 6
★★★★☆