Royal Madness is probably the closest thing to a horny fairytale written by a very drunk court painter who really likes cats with huge tits and smug faces. You’re tossed in as Lewis, bastard ocelot prince, and the world instantly treats your royal blood like a kink rather than a title. It’s not subtle about it. Every rival, every “enemy,” every supposed threat ends up circling one question: are you fucking them into your harem, or are they turning you into their cute little pet instead. The game doesn’t pretend to be noble. It treats power as a sex toy and nobility as an excuse to collar people and re-style their bodies until they match your tastes a bit too perfectly.

What I liked is that the characters aren’t just recolors of the same cat-girl with different boobs. The art actually feels like someone sat there and thought “ok, what if a smug lioness warlord had hips like a fertility statue and armor that only makes sense if her nipples are a political statement.” Sometimes it looks messy, lines a bit shaky, anatomy going off on its own adventure, but that fits the energy. It’s not corporate clean, more like horny sketchbook that got out of control. There is this rhino general, for example, huge chest, scars across the muzzle, and when you win their challenge the magic doesn’t just slap “now they are pretty” filter. No, you literally watch the body warp piece by piece, broad muscles smoothing or sharpening, maybe the tits swelling stupidly big while they gasp halfway between outrage and getting turned on by losing. That slow change hits way harder than a simple “transformation finished” screen.

The actual structure is that loose sandbox style where you hop from one hot mess to another, switching perspective between male and female protagonist when the story feels like it, not when you are ready. One scene you’re Lewis using magic to slowly erode the pride of a tiger knight, teasing him until his cock and even his voice betray how much he wants to kneel. Next time the game flips and you’re playing as one of your own ex-rivals, now loyal, wandering your palace and accidentally starting something filthy with a new intruder who thought they’d be the one on top. That shift is the fun part. You see the same harem from different eyes, sometimes as a conqueror, sometimes as the newest toy, sometimes as the one being “improved” by your own magic. And the kinks slide around too. One route gives you a stacked lion queen that you carefully nudge from terrifying monarch into doting, overprotective mommy dom, then another throws you against a seemingly submissive bunny clerk that ends with you collared, hips reshaped, moaning her name while she tests how flexible ocelot royalty can be when properly “reformed.” Half the time I was cursing at the tiny UI buttons and weird pacing, the other half I was staring at the screen of my phone on the tram, trying not to bite my lip like a complete idiot.

If you really want to squeeze every filthy drop out of it, don’t rush straight to the obvious sex scenes. Poke around the challenges, lose on purpose sometimes, see how the transformations twist when you’re the loser instead of the victor. Talk to characters again after you’ve changed them, especially the big tits crowd and the ones who pretended they didn’t care about you. Watch how their new bodies and new roles corrupt their own original goals. Treat each battle less like a level and more like a negotiation with the world’s nastiest fashion designer. That’s where the game actually gets hot.

You open this thing and it feels like you walked into the middle of someone else’s horny mistake. No intro, no slow build, you’re just stuck with Ivy and Piper, both acting like you already crossed ten lines with them and now you have to deal with it. The guy you control looks normal enough, but the whole vibe around him is “how did I fuck myself into this situation again?” which honestly fits the story. Ivy has that cool bitch energy, the kind of girl who will sit on your lap like she owns the chair and your dick at same time, while Piper is more playful, but in a way where you’re not sure if she’s flirting or setting you up. Their bodies are ridiculous in that porn logic way: big tits that do not even pretend to belong in physics, asses that swing around when they move, and the camera knows exactly how to zoom just enough to make you feel like a creep. The teasing is the real hook here though. Half the time they’re not even doing “sex”, they’re just orbiting around it, grinding on your leg, blowing warm air near your cock, licking something that is not quite you but clearly about to be you. It’s like being stuck in the world’s filthiest TikTok thirst trap where every swipe is another close up of cleavage.

The sandbox structure makes everything feel like you’re trapped in a horny escape room where the puzzle is “how far can I push them before they stop pretending to be mad and just fuck me properly”. You bounce between locations, poke around, pick options, trigger scenes. There’s this one moment where Ivy is pretending she’s bored, scrolling her phone on the couch. You sit down, she puts her legs over your lap in this casual way, then slowly starts rubbing her heel against your crotch. You try to act chill, choose the option to ignore it, and she just smirks and presses harder, like “yeah, that’s what I thought”. Later there’s a scene in a bathroom where Piper corners you, looks up with these wide innocent eyes, and starts unzipping your pants like it’s the most normal thing. The blowjob there is animated with just enough detail to make you feel dirty: tongue sliding on the underside, cheeks hollowing, her mascara a little messy. It’s not super realistic, but it’s hot in that “Pornhub but more personal” way. The handjob stuff is surprisingly good too, they actually use both hands sometimes, with that slow glide where you see the pre-cum and she teases the tip instead of just jerking like a piston. And then suddenly the game trolls you by stopping right before you cum, making the girl laugh and walk away while you sit there hard and pissed off. That edging bullshit annoyed me, and I still kept clicking for more like an idiot. The BDSM side is pretty soft at first, more psychological than chains and whips, like Ivy choking you lightly during a kiss or grabbing your wrists and pinning them while riding you, but if you go along with it and pick the right choices, she starts pushing harder, calling you her toy, slapping your face a bit. It’s not hardcore sadistic stuff, more like aggressive sex with control issues, which honestly fits their personalities. At some point I just realized the game was less about “finishing” and more about being dragged through these long, teasing scenes where you’re always two seconds from release and someone decides to pull back, spit on it, stroke you slow, and smile like they just found a new way to own you.

The 3D look is kinda weird at first, faces a bit plastic, but then the way the bodies move during oral and grinding scenes starts to grow on you. When Ivy straddles your character, her ass shifts in this very deliberate way, cheeks spreading just enough to show a hint of her hole when she leans forward, then her tits swing a little when she starts bouncing. The lighting sometimes makes their skin look too smooth, like they’re made of polished rubber, and it bothered me more than it should, especially in close-ups. There was this one angle in a blowjob scene where Piper’s hair clips just sat there completely still while everything else moved, and it pulled my eyes out of the moment. I kept waiting for them to jiggle or something and they never did. No idea why that bugged me so much. But anyway, the good part is that the animations are not stiff, they have tiny movements, like a thumb rubbing the head of your cock while she talks to you, or a slow circle of her hips when she’s sitting on your face. Yeah, there is oral from both sides, and if you play your cards right, you get that moment where one is riding your face while the other strokes you, leaning in to whisper shit like “don’t you dare cum yet” while squeezing your balls. It almost feels like a toxic group chat turned into a game: two hot girls who know they’ve got power over you, bullying you with their tits and mouths. You click, they tease, you think you’re in control because it’s “sandbox”, and then you realize you’re just chasing the next scene like a horny dog. Not gonna pretend it’s perfect, but it hits that specific itch where you want to be turned into a plaything, talked down to, jerked off slow, then finally allowed to blow all over those big, fake, wonderful tits that were in your face since the start.

Morgana lands in Sydney all bright-eyed and proper, and the game almost laughs at her for it. She’s this very English, very polite girl with soft curves that are not soft at all once the camera stops pretending to be shy. The shared house she moves into looks classy at first, clean pool, big rooms, that kind of “Instagram rich” vibe. Then you start noticing the way every guy looks at her. Not like “oh, she’s cute”, more like “I haven’t fucked in forever and I’m counting the seconds until she cracks”. The whole house has this thick male energy, like a locker room that learned how to use cologne. She walks around in her casual clothes, ass bouncing a bit too much, tits a bit too real, and you can tell the game really wants you to stare. It’s almost rude how long the camera stays behind her when she goes up the stairs.

The first time she’s alone in the living room and one of the guys just sits too close on the couch, it hits what the game is actually about. He’s “friendly”, arm over the backrest, his hand not quite touching her shoulder, you know the fake respectful thing. She leans forward to grab the TV remote, shirt slipping down just enough to show that heavy cleavage, and suddenly he’s staring like he’s never seen tits before. You’re just waiting for the moment his fingers “accidentally” brush the side of her breast. And yeah, he does. The game freezes for half a second on her face, that mix of embarrassment and something curious she doesn’t understand yet. She pulls away, of course, she’s engaged, she’s “good”. The game laughs again. Later, when she’s in the kitchen in those tiny shorts, you can see the shape of her ass cheeks move under the fabric while another guy just watches her from the corridor. He doesn’t talk. He just looks. It feels dirty without even needing explicit sex yet, because the whole house is already undressing her with their eyes every time she walks by.

What I liked is how it doesn’t jump straight into full-on porn. It toys with her. With you, actually. First it’s the lingering looks, the “accidental” bump in the hallway, a hand on her lower back that stays there a bit too long when he leads her through a door. You get scenes where she’s changing in her room, thinking she’s alone, and the camera shifts from her reflection in the mirror to a tiny gap in the door, like someone might be watching. Or maybe it’s just you being a creep. She slides her panties up over that thick ass, adjusts them, and pauses with her hand on her own butt, almost like she wonders if she’s become sexier lately or if she’s just paranoid. There’s a moment when she ends up giving a very awkward handjob, still trying to convince herself it’s “just helping a friend” and it doesn’t count as cheating. She’s blushing, fumbling, clearly inexperienced, fingers clumsy around his cock, and the guy is guiding her hand, pushing her to stroke harder, faster, dirtier. The way her innocence slowly rots inside that house is the whole point. You start with this sweet virgin fiancée who thinks she’s in a love story, but the game is more interested in the moment she stops pulling her shirt back up when someone stares, the moment she holds eye contact while a guy openly checks out her tits instead of looking away. The corruption is not fireworks, it’s a long, slow stare. And that’s why it feels hot and wrong at the same time.

Mickie starts as that kind of guy you scroll past in a Discord server and forget in two seconds. Plain job, plain apartment, plain everything, like a default avatar with a pulse. Then the game basically grabs him by the balls, laughs a bit, and starts taking them away. The transformation stuff doesn’t slam you all at once, it sneaks in, one little change at a time. First it’s small tweaks in his body that you can just ignore if you pretend hard enough, then curves, then that moment in the mirror where you see a stranger with a soft face and big tits looking back and you realise “oh shit, that’s me.” The game really likes to linger on those transitions: watching his chest swell, hips pushing out, ass filling his underwear while he’s still trying to think in “bro” language. There’s a scene where he’s in bed, just trying to jerk off like usual, and his grip shifts, his breathing changes, fingers trail over his chest instead, and for a second he’s more curious than scared. That little “did I just moan like a girl?” panic hits kind of hard. It feels messy and horny and confusing in a way that’s weirdly honest.

It presents as a dating sim on the surface, but the fun is how much of it is just Mickie trying to renegotiate his own body one touch at a time. You get that slow slide from “what’s happening to me” to “ok but what if I squeeze a bit harder” to “why does my pussy get wet when this person talks nice to me.” The 3D models help a lot here, because the dev really likes big asses and it shows. Every new curve gets its own moment, especially when you end up in cramped spaces with someone who just cannot keep their hands to themselves. There’s teasing everywhere, like the game is edging you on purpose: groping through clothes, someone “helping” her adjust her tight top, awkward kisses that turn into messy oral because neither side wants to stop. One scene in particular stood out to me: Mickie kneeling in front of a love interest, cheeks flushed, clearly still not used to her new mouth and tongue, trying to give oral like she remembers guys doing in porn, then slowly relaxing into it when she realises she actually likes the taste and the control. Later on, when vaginal sex opens up as an option, the first time she feels herself being stretched, there’s this mix of fear, curiosity, and “oh fuck do that again” that pops up in the text. The game doesn’t shy away from masturbation either, and it’s not just one animation loop. It gives you those private moments where she is alone, figuring out what fingers feel best where, rubbing that newly sensitive clit, dripping on the sheets, and getting embarrassed about how loud she was. There are a couple of routes that are kind of awkward and one character who feels like a discount otome love interest imported from another game and shoved in, but honestly, by the time Mickie is grinding in someone’s lap, big tits bouncing, getting groped from behind and gasping like she forgot how to breathe, it’s hard to care. The fantasy setting around it kind of flickers in and out of focus, sometimes it feels like the world exists just to give her more places to get railed, sometimes it suddenly wants you to care about some quest, then it goes back to handjobs under the table like nothing happened. I wish the UI text was less tiny on my phone browser, but that’s apparently my curse with these games, I always end up pinching the screen mid sex scene. Anyway, by the time you realise Mickie isn’t “he” anymore in your head, she’s already there in the story: a fully shaped, horny, confused, very fuckable girl trying to date, tease, and get off in a world that won’t stop touching her.