Ava looks like the kind of wife you show on Instagram and pretend your life is super balanced, while in reality your balls are on permanent hostage mode. She is soft, smiley, cuddly, and at the same time somehow talks to you like a therapist who owns your dick by legal right. The game plays into that mood hard. You’re the husband, stuck in this weird mix of romance, edging, and “yes dear” energy, and the whole story slowly twists that into something darker and way more fucked up. It starts like a cozy slow-burn visual novel, all sweet teasing and emotional talks about trust, then suddenly you remember there is a succubus involved and you probably made the worst bargain in horny history. The pace is not for people who just want to open a menu, click “blowjob,” and go fap. You actually sit in long conversations where Ava is talking about feelings, and your brain is screaming “please just ruin me,” and the game kind of answers with “okay, but let’s make it psychologically uncomfortable too.”

Then Alison shows up. Half-sister, total problem, full succubus, and the kind of girl who looks at you like she already knows the exact shape of your kink just from your breathing pattern. The night you see her feeding on some dude feels like you accidentally walked into the wrong Pornhub category and stayed anyway. Instead of running, you do the most porn-brain decision possible: you blackmail a soul-sucking demon into helping you turn your wife into a hotwife. Genius. Absolutely stupid, but genius. This is where the whole thing shifts from “romantic VN” to “erotic thriller with way too much edging.” Alison basically becomes your horny life coach, linked to your head with this telepathic bond that lets her poke your thoughts, whisper stuff while you’re trying not to cum inside Ava, and nudge her slowly toward more teasing, more public flirting, more emotional domination, more “you’re mine, but I might share you.” There is plenty of explicit stuff, but it always comes wrapped in mind games. One moment you’re getting a passionate blowjob from the wife who tells you how much she loves you, next moment you remember Alison is listening in and treating your orgasms like some kind of magical resource. The game plays with hotwife fantasies, voyeuristic moments, hints of cheating, and that sick mix of guilt and arousal where you want Ava corrupted and at the same time you are terrified she will actually enjoy it too much. Sometimes it feels romantic, sometimes it feels like a psychological horror with tits, and sometimes you just sit there thinking “this is so fucked up” while still clicking “next” with one hand.

Michelle shows up in New Amsterdam like she took the wrong bus in some Netflix drama, only instead of sad piano music you get her horny as hell and pretending she wants “a fresh start” with her daughter. The whole city feels like somebody mashed a school campus, a gossip forum and a porn studio together, then said “yeah, that’s fine, let’s open the gates.” You start out just trying to figure who you want to play as, mom or daughter, and it feels small at first, like just another school-life thing with a few side jobs. Then ten minutes later you’re in a classroom pretending to study while you’re actually checking if the teacher’s looking so you can sneak a hand under the skirt and nobody even blinks. I liked that. Or I hated it. Depends when you ask me.

The good stuff hits fast. One moment you’re clicking around a pretty normal living room, next moment you catch Michelle “accidentally” walking around half naked, ass huge, tits bouncing in that 3D way that looks a bit plastic but also somehow hot because of it, and the camera kind of lingers too long. When you unlock the first voyeur scene in the shower and notice those little pixel art loops mixed with the 3D models, it’s weird in a cool way, like retro porn stickers glued on top of a modern sex toy catalog. There’s this part where you’re supposed to just peek in and go, but of course you sit there watching her slowly soap up, zooming in on her blowjob lips even when she’s just licking her fingers, and then that hint pops up about “corruption level increased” and you suddenly realize the game has been keeping score on every tiny pervy decision. I liked how the point and click stuff lets you poke where you shouldn’t: open doors at night, check phones you shouldn’t touch, try the “sleep” option and instead of resting you’re hovering over a body like some horny ghost deciding how far you’ll go this time.

What messed with me is how casual it treats all the fucked up things. One route you’re doing sweet romance stuff, a bit of teasing, light kissing, cute dates, you think “ok, this is going wholesome”, and in the same afternoon you can flip to a scene in the school toilets where the femdom senior corners you and just puts you on your knees for a blowjob “lesson” like it’s homework. There’s this blackmail chain too, where you get caught spying on a cosplay changing room, and you think you’re about to get a simple punishment, but it escalates into being paraded half naked through a hallway, some guy filming, another girl smacking your ass, and you still have a prompt to decide if you’re pretending to hate it or openly moaning. The twins show up later and they feel like they escaped from another game, all synchronized teasing, footjobs under the table while mom tries to pretend this is a normal family dinner, and you’re there, clicking through options like “continue talking” while the animation loops under the text, and it’s stupid and hot at the same time. I opened Chrome to just “check it quickly” and three tabs later I had a whole little routine going, saving before each corruption jump, testing if I could push Michelle from gentle handjob to full group mess before she snaps. She never really snaps, by the way, she just… bends. A lot. There is this one tiny thing that kept annoying me, like one button in the UI sits a few pixels too low and my brain wanted to scream every time, but I still kept chasing every anal, titfuck and cheating scene the city tried to hide from me. It doesn’t actually hide them very well.

Valentine is not some shy anime boy with big eyes. He is this rough, slightly broken ex-soldier who now lives with bruised knuckles and bright lights in an MMA cage. The game throws you into his head right away, no slow build, no “tutorial date.” One moment you are watching him walk into a London gym, smelling sweat and cheap cleaning spray, the next moment a punch connects and time almost freezes on a close-up of teeth, blood, and that sick little grin he has when a fight finally gets good. It feels like a porn game that accidentally grew a spine and decided to care about pressure, about fear, about what happens when your body is your job and everyone wants a piece of it. Then it remembers it is porn and goes “oh yeah” and puts a girl on her knees in front of him, mascara already a bit ruined, tongue pressed against his shaft in an animated loop that honestly looks way better than I expected from a browser thing.

The sex scenes are where it stops pretending to be classy. You have blondes, brunettes, one fiery redhead with this smug face that just screams “I’m going to ruin your life and you will say thank you.” They are not just generic CGs slapped in. The camera loves the little things: a hand twisting in his shorts before she pulls them down, spit mixing with pre-cum on a blowjob, lips stretching wide around him, that tiny moment when the girl hesitates because she is still a virgin and then your click pushes everything forward. You pick if Valentine is gentle or if he just grabs her hips and buries himself inside like he forgot what patience means. Moans change, eyes change, the way they clutch the sheets or his skin changes. Sometimes you get a slow handjob next to a window after a fight, his knuckles still taped and bruised, her thumb lazily rubbing the tip while she whispers shit in his ear. Other times you go from locker room trash talk straight into a rough oral scene, her mouth full, cheeks hollowed, mascara a total mess, and you can actually see her throat flex when he thrusts too deep. I kinda hate how some of the dialogue sounds like a horny teenager wrote it, but then a single animation of a girl rolling her hips on his lap completely shuts my brain off and I forget to complain.

This one hits weird for me, in a good way and in a “what the fuck am I doing with my life” way at the same time. You play this popular writer guy who looks like someone that spends too much time on Instagram, but whatever, he suddenly gets a call from some girl from his past and from there everything starts to feel like one of those late night WhatsApp mistakes that turn into a full telenovela. I liked that feeling a lot, like fate poking you in the ribs, saying: “hey, remember this girl you never got over? yeah, she’s back, and she wants your dick and your attention.” One moment you’re picking a soft reply, almost romantic, and the next you’re choosing if you wanna grab her hair while she’s on her knees or talk sweet to her while she’s stroking you slowly. The tone jumps around in a way that feels kinda real. People are messy, right? Here they let you be messy and horny and stupid and strangely tender all together.

The sex stuff is not shy at all. When you decide you’re done being noble and you go for it, the game actually lets you see the build-up, not just “click here, blowjob happens”. I had this moment with one character in the living room, big windows open, city lights outside, and she just drops to the floor, unzips me, and starts licking like she’s been waiting since high school. There was this small animation where her hand wraps around the base and she uses the other hand to keep her balance on your thigh, and it felt way more personal than it needed to. Then later, with another girl, you’re half arguing, half flirting, and it ends with her straddling you and sliding down on your cock, slow, like she wants to prove a point. Penetration scenes actually look like bodies touching, not like two plastic toys smashing. Vaginal scenes have that sticky, close feeling, where you can almost imagine how she squeezes around you while she’s riding and you’re deciding if you want to pull her hair or hold her waist. Masturbation scenes hit different too: there’s one where she watches you stroke yourself while she pretends she doesn’t care, but you can see her nipples getting hard and she starts rubbing her thighs together. That made me pause my Spotify and just focus. And yeah, the incest angle is there, and it’s not subtle. The way they write it is very “we know this is wrong, but it feels too right” and if you’re into that taboo fantasy, some of those family scenes feel way too intimate, like catching someone in the shower and not even trying to look away. Some people will hate that, some will go straight for that route first.

Not everything is perfect. Sometimes the game acts like it’s giving you big moral choices, but actually both options lead to the same bedroom, just with different small talk. There was one text choice where I tried to be cold and detached, and she still ended up on my lap, jerking me off with these slow, teasing strokes, while talking about “how different I seem now”. I was like, girl, I literally chose the rude answer, what are you talking about? Also the way the MC jumps from “I care about you deeply” to “open your mouth, I wanna cum on your tongue” in two clicks can feel funny, but I kinda liked that whiplash. Fate is not patient anyway. Exhibition scenes are nice, though. Having her suck you off near a window where anyone could see, or her spreading her legs on a balcony, panties pushed aside, you sliding inside her while you’re half afraid some neighbor will catch you, that was hot as hell. I opened Telegram at one point to answer a boring work message, then looked back and she was bent over a kitchen counter, ass up, and the game asked if I wanted to pull out or stay deep and fill her. That ruined my productivity completely. And I keep getting distracted by this one small thing with the dialogue font looking slightly weird in some scenes, like it moved half a pixel to the side, and it bothers me so much but I keep forgetting to pay attention to it once someone starts moaning and sucking again. Then I remember later and it annoys me again. I thought I came here just to jerk off, but I ended up caring way too much about which girl is “meant” for this guy, like the universe is watching who I choose to kiss gently and who I bend over the couch. Fate likes to watch too, I guess.