Princess Peach in this thing is not the cute little damsel people remember from old school cartridge days. She wakes up basically drenched in yesterday’s fun, still with dried cum on her tits and belly, and the “oh no Mario is gone” energy is way more “shit, I need my dick back” than heroic quest. The whole game feels like somebody mashed an old Nintendo arcade with the kind of filthy hentai you’re not supposed to admit you watch, then said, yeah, Peach is a complete slut now, deal with it. You’re hopping through rooms of the castle, but every few screens you’re not really thinking about coins or enemies, you’re thinking “ok, who is she going to blow next and how hard is the cumshot going to hit her face this time.” It’s still that Mushroom Kingdom vibe, sort of, just with Peach dropping to her knees faster than a goomba gets flattened. Seeing her with her crown on, mascara a little messy, lips shiny with spit while she’s deepthroating some random troop that’s supposed to be Bowser’s guard is weirdly hot and kind of stupid in the best way.

The “levels” are basically excuses to set up more sex, and that’s not a complaint at all, except when it is. You press the same couple of keys to jump or dodge and then suddenly you’re locked into a blowjob loop where timing the strokes actually matters for how fast the guy explodes on her face. One mistake and you’re watching Peach choking and gagging, blonde hair stuck to her cheeks with semen, like she’s done this a thousand times, which she kinda has, lore-wise. I liked that there’s this one moment where she sneaks past a fire trap only to “accidentally” land on a cock waiting behind a column, like, girl, really, you didn’t see that? It made me laugh and jerk off at the same time, which is a cursed combo. But the game also loves to stall you with tiny annoying bits, like one segment where the platforming feels off by half a pixel and you just keep falling, losing the mood, until the next scene of her hungrily sucking off a chain chomp reskins your brain again. The parody is all over the place, like they misremembered half of Super Mario Bros and didn’t care, but that actually makes it hotter somehow, because it’s less respectful and more “fuck this childhood memory, Peach is a cock-hungry mess now and she’ll use sex as her only weapon until she gets her plumber back, if she even wants him after all that.”

Flare going after Lucy’s ass feels exactly like that one fanfic you read on AO3 at work and pretended is “just background reading”. There is no romance prelude, almost no fake teasing, it jumps straight into that hungry energy where you can tell Flare has been thinking about Lucy’s body for a long time. The moment Lucy ends up pinned and you realize Flare is more obsessed with her ass than her tits, it clicks: ok, this is that kind of game. The camera loves Lucy’s curves, that soft blonde body and the way her butt fills the frame, and Flare’s red hair is almost like a signal that things are going to get messy. I liked how they don’t bother with big exposition, they just throw you into this lesbian Fairy Tail fantasy where one girl basically worships the other’s lower half like it’s holy. It’s stupid, horny and somehow kind of sweet, all at once.

The first loop where Flare is just eating Lucy out, tongue buried between those thighs, actually surprised me because it lingers. She treats Lucy’s pussy like a snack she hasn’t had in months, long slow licking, then quick flicks, then back to slow again, and Lucy’s reactions sell it better than I expected. Little shivers, the way her hips twitch when Flare changes the angle, that tiny moment where Lucy arches her back and you see just a bit more of her ass cheeks. You know that classic hentai thing when the girl protests for like half a second and then melts? Yeah, that happens, but at least here it feels more like “I shouldn’t enjoy this so much” than “oh no please stop”. I still wish Lucy talked more, though. There’s a few moans and short lines, but I wanted her to beg properly, say something filthy, maybe call Flare a pervert for licking her that deep. Instead you get more moan-focused audio, which is nice, but sometimes feels like watching porn on mute while Spotify plays in the background. And Flare, who is clearly the freak in this situation, stays a bit too silent for my taste, like she’s concentrating on a school test, not on ass.

Then the tongue goes lower and the whole thing shifts from “cute horny fanservice” to “ok, that’s actually hot”. The rimming animation is where the game shows its real fetish heart. Flare spreads Lucy’s cheeks and you get this close view of Lucy’s asshole, shiny and twitching, and Flare just dives in. She licks around it, presses her tongue right on the rim, circles it, then pushes in, and it’s not shy at all. No quick cutaway, they let the tongue stay there, sliding in and out, and Lucy’s face goes from embarrassed to completely gone. I like how Lucy’s body reacts when Flare goes deeper: that little jolt, toes curling, eyes rolling up a bit, spit glistening where pussy and ass both got attention. At one point, Flare’s hands are squeezing Lucy’s ass while her tongue is buried in the hole, and for a second I forgot it was a short game and not a longer loop-focused hentai video. It’s funny, I usually don’t care that much about rimming in games, most of the time it feels like they added it just to tick a box, but here it’s the main dish, not dessert. Still, part of me wanted more variety, maybe a position change, Lucy sitting on Flare’s face or something. Instead it stays locked in this one setup, which is hot, but also makes you wish for one extra scene that will never come. The pace is decent, the climax hits, Lucy basically melts from all the anal attention, and Flare looks way too proud of herself. And there I was, clicking replay like an idiot, telling myself “ok, last time” while my hand clearly disagreed.

The curvy Princess Peach found herself ensnared by a vile monster whose long tentacles writhed hungrily. Her clothes shredded, revealing every inch of her willing, vulnerable body to the alien hands. The slick tentacles burrowed inside her, splitting her pink passage as they thrust relentlessly. Press 'Next' and witness the depraved act of the tentacles fucking her tight asshole and wet pussy in perfect, cruel unison. Unable to resist, Peach gags on the tentacle shoved deep down her throat, the monster’s grip absolute and unrelenting. Her pristine openings bulge as the tentacles erupt inside her, flooding her with warm cum, making her moan uncontrollably. This parody of innocence turns filthy fast, with Princess Peach drenched in slime and trembling from the relentless assault. Her supple skin glistens with sweat and slime, every touch sending shivers through her as she submits. Keep clicking ‘Next’ and lose yourself in this dark fantasy where Princess Peach becomes the ultimate captive of the tentacle beast. Feel the twisted energy of this Nintendo-inspired tentacle horror, where Princess Peach’s innocence is shattered beneath layers of dripping slime and hot, pulsing flesh.

Charlie looks like she walked straight out of some trashy late night reality TV show, the kind you leave running in a tiny browser window while you pretend to answer Slack messages. Blonde hair sprayed to hell, tits pushed up like they’re begging for trouble, fake sweet smile that lasts exactly two sentences before she starts rolling her eyes at everyone. The whole thing is set up like one of those talent show parodies: judges, cheesy lights, way too much pink everywhere. Except nobody really cares if she can sing. They just want to see what her throat can handle when the “mic” gets switched out for something a lot thicker and veiny.

The fun part is how fast the whole “competition” vibe falls apart. At first she’s acting all annoyed, snapping at the judges, whining about cramps and being in a bad mood, and you’re thinking “ok, standard brat routine.” Then some genius decides her attitude problem needs a more… direct kind of medicine. No fake romance bullshit, no ten-minute build up. One second she’s complaining, next second her face is shoved over the table, ass up, skirt halfway around her waist, panties hanging off one ankle like she forgot they even exist. The way she goes from eye-rolling diva to moaning into the mic stand while a big cock is ramming into her from behind is honestly way hotter than it has any right to be. There’s this little moment where she tries to keep talking trash, but every time he bottoms out her voice jumps and it turns into these pathetic half-gasps, like she hates loving it. That’s the good stuff.

They also sneak in this “helpful female judge” that pretends to comfort her, except her hand is all over Charlie’s tits and sliding between her legs while the guy keeps pounding her. It turns into this messy threesome vibe where the blonde is getting her nipples sucked, clit teased, and her pussy stuffed full at the same time, and you can tell her brain just taps out. She grabs the other girl’s hair at one point, pulls her in for this angry kiss, and then loses it when the cock starts slamming faster, like she’s trying to bite back a scream and failing. When he finally blows it, they don’t do that tasteful fade out crap. Nope. Thick load on her face, in her mouth, some dripping from her chin while the other girl is licking the leftovers off her lips like it’s part of the scoring system. Charlie’s mascara is a mess, hair all over, chest heaving, and she still has that pissed off little glare like she wants to complain again but all that cum on her tongue keeps her quiet. Honestly, it feels exactly like watching a trash TV episode that accidentally turned into hardcore porn, and I kind of wish more “talent” shows ended with the loser getting fucked senseless instead of a sad montage.