You show up at this rich family’s mansion as the new gardener, thinking you’ll be trimming bushes and pretending you know the names of flowers. Instead, the game pretty quickly makes it clear that the real “landscaping” is happening in the bedrooms, on the balcony, up against doors, wherever there’s a flat surface and no witnesses. The whole thing plays like a horny soap opera someone wrote while staring at a maid outfit too long. You wander around this big estate, talk to people, choose your answers, and every “innocent” chore has a way of turning into sex. Pull weeds, get a blowjob. Carry boxes, end up with your cock between soft tits. Water the roses, suddenly the mistress is pressing you against the window and asking if you’re loyal to her or to her husband who you never even see. It feels less like a job and more like you accidentally signed a contract to become the walking stress relief toy of bored upper class weirdos.

The mistress is the first one who really hits you like a truck. She has that calm, perfect-lady vibe at breakfast, then five minutes later she is on her knees in the study, drool on your shaft, mascara smearing while she tries to swallow everything and doesn’t care if she makes a mess on her dress. There is a lot of that actually. Ahegao faces that are a bit too much sometimes, with eyes rolling back and tongue out while her throat is full and she still somehow moans a whole sentence. The game loves face-fucking shots where you see her choking, tears coming out, then she looks up like she’s proud of taking it. There are a bunch of cum-eating closeups too, with her licking it off her lips or deliberately gulping, and you can practically hear the “gulp” sound in your head even when you mute the browser because something autoplayed on another tab and pissed you off. And nearly every time you think “ok that’s the peak”, suddenly she pushes your dick between her tits, squeezes them together and makes you focus on how they move, how she strokes the underside with her tongue, like she’s worshipping your cock way more than her supposedly expensive jewelry.

The maid is the one that sneaks up on you though. At first she plays this proper servant role, all polite bows and “yes sir” stuff, and you almost ignore her because you’re too busy staring at milf hips walking down the hallway. Then the game flips it and reveals she has this naughty streak and a secret that actually made me pause for a second. Not because it’s deep, nothing here is deep except throats, but because you realize she’s spying, listening, maybe even setting up situations. There is this moment in the laundry area where she pretends to bump into you and blush, then ten lines later she’s guiding your hand under her uniform and she’s already dripping. The uniform scenes are some of the best ones. Pulling her panties to the side, lifting the skirt but keeping the top neatly buttoned, like she’s half at work, half on her knees for you. At one point she ends up tongue to tongue with the mistress around your cock and it turns into this messy little yuri moment where they are kissing each other with your cum in their mouths, and it feels trashy in a very honest way. And then the game just casually drops the adopted stepsister on you like, “oh yeah, there is also a hot girl your age wandering around the mansion in shorts that are too small.” She starts out kind of playful and bratty, then there’s this scene on her bed where you’re “comforting” her, she gets closer, her hand drifts, and soon she’s grinding on you like she forgot you’re supposed to be family. The routes bleed into each other, so you can cheat on everyone with everyone, and the story pretends to be romantic while you’re basically plowing through the whole household. It’s messy, a bit wrong, occasionally sweet in a dumb way, and honestly that fits the tone. This mansion doesn’t feel like a place for love. It feels like a place where nobody gets what they need from the people they’re supposed to, so they end up on your lap instead.

It starts quiet, like one of those evenings when you swear you’re just checking something small before bed. I thought it was gonna be a quick “help Melory with homework” kind of clicker thing, but nah - this thing gets under your skin fast. The tension builds and then tilts sideways; suddenly you’re the guy making dumb choices while a soft-spoken girl grins like she knows exactly what you’ll do next. It doesn’t feel scripted half the time, more like an awkward memory you’re re-living. The way her voice dips right before teasing a boundary - that’s what caught me. You don’t even realize how deep the game wants to push until every tiny decision spirals into something filthier, or sweeter, depending on your mood.

The strangest part? I actually cared about the damn story for a second. There’s this older woman - Melory’s mom maybe, can’t remember - and she pulls off that fake calm thing way too well. One minute you’re blushing through a foot scene, next she’s lecturing you like some goddess who read your search history. And yeah, it’s heavy on the domination bits, anal teases, stuff that’d make your phone pause mid-loadscreen, but somehow none of it feels cheap. Even the sleep scenes - they make you uncomfortable in that weird way where you still click *next* without thinking. The ASMR moments are hit or miss, honestly; sometimes sexy as hell, other times they just sound like the mic brushing against a pillow, but whatever, it fits the messy, intimate rhythm of the game.

I hate that bottle mini-game though. It’s supposed to be random, but I swear it always lands on the person I didn’t want stripped that round. Maybe that’s the point? It messes with you, keeps that frustration humming right between curiosity and guilt. By the time things twist into those cross-path routes - with trans, maid, interracial, even golden shower endings - you kinda stop worrying about which kink is next and just ride the chaos. The mix of control and shame here works almost too well. Makes you breathe slower. Or hold it. Hard to tell which.

Uni feels like someone took every messy fantasy I never admit on Tinder chats, threw it into a city, then told a slightly confused girl to just deal with it. You’re in her shoes, this “good” student in a school uniform that is way too tight to be realistic, stuck in a city where everyone wants something from her. Teachers stare too long, classmates test her limits, random creeps on the train “accidentally” brush her ass and you get that little menu in your head: ignore, flirt, let it go further, turn it into blackmail material. It’s like playing your own corruption arc, where sometimes you mean to keep her pure and then you click the wrong thing on your phone half asleep and suddenly she is on a slutty path, doing handjobs for “pocket money” behind a bar and pretending she is fine with it.

What I liked is how normal it starts. Wake up, check the phone, go to school, get harassed in the hallway because of course some guy corners her near the lockers, and you have that moment of “push him away” or “let him grope a little to get info.” Then later that same girl is on the same hallway, boobs practically falling out after you chose a more daring outfit, and other girls are eyeing her like they want to own her. The female domination stuff hits harder than I thought. There is this scene where a more mature girl basically toys with her in the bathroom, fingering her until she is shaking, then just leaves her there dripping and late for class, and you can’t tell if she hates it or if her body is just betraying her. And then later the same MC goes and uses her feet on some loser she met through that trashy dating app in-game, like she learned it from somewhere. On my phone, by the way, on the bus, pretending I read emails while she gives a sloppy blowjob in a dark alley to avoid paying for something. I’m there like, yeah, same, I also sell my dignity for discounts, just not with my mouth.

There is a kind of cruel humor in how the game treats “virgin” status. You try to keep her untouched, play her like a serious student, picking the safe jobs, staying away from the bar shifts, and then the voyeur events just keep showing up. Some dude records her stripping for a dare, another route has a teacher taking pictures under the desk, and you know these will be used for blackmail later. You kind of feel it in your stomach when she is forced to do group stuff just to keep things quiet. One of my runs turned into full prostitution without me actually going “ok, now she is a hooker,” it was just a bunch of small “fine, just this once” choices. Late shift at a sleazy club, some guy grabs her tits, she doesn’t complain because she needs the money, then the manager offers extra cash if she goes to the backroom and “takes care” of a client with her mouth. Then you’re juggling schedule like some sick management sim: school in the morning, part time work, then at night she’s on a couch with two older women and one dude, tongue between thighs while someone is filming on their phone, and her thoughts are all confused. Sometimes she likes being watched, sometimes she panics. The NTR flavor sneaks in too, with her dating some poor shy guy, then cheating on him in a toilet stall at a party, moaning louder because people in the line can hear. Or she ends up being used by his friend while he is in the next room. I kept thinking “why am I doing this to her” while still pushing the more extreme buttons. The whole thing feels dirty in a way that sticks, like closing Pornhub and your screen reflection looks back at you and you go “ok, I’m the problem.” Except here the city is the problem. Or the girl is. Or it’s just me tapping the wrong choice on purpose. Hard to say.

Sophia Parker looks like the kind of woman who should be drinking wine in the kitchen and talking about PTA meetings, but the game is basically about how fast that image breaks once she hits San Alejo. You start as this middle-aged wife and mom who keeps telling herself she’s “happily married”, while the city around her is hot, sticky, and full of people who stare at her tits like they’re a public monument. Her new life feels way too big for her, big house, big backyard, big everything, and the story kind of pokes her from all sides until she stops pretending she doesn’t like being watched. What sells it is that you don’t just click through scenes, you pick how she reacts when someone’s eyes linger too long on her ass, or when the neighbor just “accidentally” sees her sunbathing. One moment she’s scolding someone for looking, next moment you’re choosing whether she keeps her bikini top on while she leans forward a little too much. It’s less about stats, more about how far you’re willing to push her, and how much she lies to herself while doing it.

The game gets really spicy around Ellie and Logan though. There’s this branch where Ellie forgives Logan, but only if you’ve basically turned Sophia into her secret lesbian safety net first. Those earlier scenes with Sophia and Ellie matter a lot more than they look at first. You’re not just clicking “kiss” or “no,” you’re building this slow burn where Sophia goes from awkward “I’m your mom’s friend” hugs to sitting too close, to that first time she lets Ellie’s hand stay on her thigh a few seconds too long. When you finally hit the event where Ellie has taken Logan back, the tension is brutal in a good way. She’s technically “his girl” again, but she’s still sneaking these hungry, guilty looks at Sophia when they’re alone, and you feel it. There’s this one scene where they’re in the backyard at night, the house lights on behind them, and you can choose whether Sophia pretends not to notice Ellie’s nipples poking through her top, or just stares and lets it happen. I picked the second one, obviously, and it turns into this messy, wet makeout with Ellie grinding on Sophia’s leg like she hasn’t touched herself in weeks, while the game keeps reminding you Logan is literally inside the house. That mix of cheating, voyeur vibe, and “I shouldn’t be doing this but I really want to taste her again” is pretty much the core of the whole thing. It likes to put Sophia in spots where someone could walk in at any moment, or where a window is just a little too open, and then let you decide if she plays it safe or spreads her legs a bit wider and hopes no one is looking. She’s got big tits, a thick ass, and the camera knows it, especially when she’s on her knees, mouth shiny, pretending she’s still the good wife while her tongue is all over another girl. You can call it romance, sure, except every time you try to convince yourself it’s “about feelings,” the game drops another scene of Sophia masturbating alone after, fingering herself hard because the memory of Ellie’s tongue or some forbidden glance has her soaked, and she can’t blame the city for that.