You wake up beside her again, same as yesterday, same as the day before that - except she doesn’t remember your face. Not your name, not the way her legs wrapped around you last night, not the promises whispered against her ear. Every morning, she’s new. Blank. Soft. The game makes you feel like a bastard just for thinking about it, but then it tempts you harder - because who’s gonna stop you when she forgets every touch by sunrise? It’s dirty in that way that crawls under your skin and stays there, even when you pretend you’re just “testing different routes.” Sure. That’s what I told myself too.

Then her twin moves in, and things twist tighter. She looks at you with that same mouth, same body, but she remembers everything. There’s jealousy hiding under her polite smile. The kind that says she’s thought about you when she shouldn’t. Her hand brushes yours in the kitchen - accidentally, of course - and the screen flickers because the damn render bug still isn’t fixed. Doesn’t matter. You can almost feel her breath anyway. Later, when she knocks on your door at night, wearing nothing but guilt and a thin shirt, you’ll swear the devs coded temptation into the mouse cursor itself.

The corruption route hits hardest. Not because it’s the dirtiest (though, yeah, it is), but because it tricks you into believing you’re still the good guy. You watch her sister sneak into your bed, watch the girlfriend forget, watch yourself become someone you don’t recognize. There’s voyeurism baked right into the story structure - half the time you’re spying on your own conscience. The sex scenes aren’t shy: lips, fingers, wet sounds, the whole mess of it. Yet somehow it’s the morning after that feels filthiest, when she smiles at you like a stranger again. The game doesn’t punish you for cheating - it lets you drown in it. And maybe that’s worse.

You know that feeling when a dumb cartoon joke suddenly turns filthy in your head and you think, “yeah, they’re never gonna show that on TV”? This game is basically that feeling turned into a browser porn thing, focused right on Quahog’s most fucked up family. You play as the guy dealing with the mess of timelines and horny relatives, bouncing around the Griffin house, accidentally spying, “accidentally” staying to watch, and then not being accidental at all. One moment you’re just creeping past Lois doing her housewife routine, the next she’s bent over the couch, tits spilling out while you’re trying to keep eye contact and failing hard. It looks like a goofy parody on the surface, but the vibe changes quick once you start pushing people a little, testing how far you can twist this “normal” family into something much less healthy and way more fun. The game really leans into that feeling of you being the sick bastard behind the scenes, watching through doors, catching Meg in her room when she thinks nobody cares about her, and then proving very clearly that someone does.

What I liked most is how it keeps switching tone without warning. One scene you’re getting a playful blowjob from Lois while she’s still half in nagging-mom mode, complaining about something pointless while stroking your cock with her soft hand, then swallowing you down like it’s the most natural thing in the world. Next scene she flips into this strict, almost femdom vibe, pinning you with that fake sweet smile while she grinds that big ass on your lap and pretends she’s doing you a favor. There’s POV angles where you’re flat on your back, Lois riding your dick slow and deep, red hair falling down as she smirks, and you just see her tits bounce in your face. Then there’s the more mean stuff, like when she uses her feet on you, teasing you to the edge with a lazy footjob, laughing about how pathetic you look, and you still beg for more. The corruption angle creeps in especially hard with Meg: at first she’s awkward, insecure, kind of “why are you looking at me like that?”, and before you know it she’s on her knees, glasses crooked, drool on her chin, trying to copy the way Lois sucks you but putting way too much effort into it, like she wants to prove she can take you deeper than her mom. The humor is hit and miss, some jokes feel like they’re copy pasted from some reddit comment from ten years ago and the pacing between scenes sometimes stalls, but then you get a moment where you’re hidden in a hallway watching Lois get herself off on the bed, rubbing her pussy with slow circles, whispering your name instead of Peter’s, and suddenly you forget you were annoyed two minutes ago. It’s messy, rude, often wrong in that specific incest parody way, full of big tits and big asses and bigger mistakes, and it never really stops pushing that line between “this is so stupid” and “fuck, I’m actually turned on”.

Koji feels like that guy from every boring salaryman meme. Stable job, stable pay, stable marriage, stable everything, like his whole life is one long default setting on a porn site filter. Got the nice quiet wife at home, Minako, older but still lowkey hot in that “housewife who pretends she doesn’t know how good her ass looks in those leggings” way. Nothing really wrong, nothing really thrilling either. Then Rin drags home this smug little punk as her boyfriend and suddenly the whole safe little world Koji built starts dripping filth in the corners. Not in some overdone drama way, more like your brain just catches one angle too long and suddenly you’re rock hard and pissed off at yourself at the same time. You know that feeling when you watch something on XVideos that you swear you’re not into, then three tabs later that’s exactly what you’re searching for on purpose? Yeah. That.

The good part is how the game sits you right in that ugly horny spot. It doesn’t pretend Koji is a noble dude. He’s working late, tired, scrolling shit on his phone like FapHouse and Pornhub on the train, thinking about his sweet loyal wife while also getting turned on by clips where wives get passed around or talk back to their husbands. Then you come home and Rin’s boyfriend is there, way too loud, way too confident, way too handsy even when he’s just “helping” Minako with something. One scene you’re just watching them make dinner together and it feels normal, next second the camera goes a bit closer on Minako’s chest when she leans over him and Koji’s inner voice goes to a real dark place. Not dark as in murder, dark as in “why does it turn me on seeing my wife standing too close to another man” and then you get the choice to either shut that down or lean into it. Of course you lean into it, you animal. Tiny touches matter here. Stuff like Minako asking if her dress is too tight to meet Rin’s boyfriend, just casual, and Koji can either say “you look modest” or “you look a bit too sexy” and then secretly hope she doesn’t change. The tease is slow and kind of mean.

It plays a lot with the whole “who is stealing who” angle. Sometimes it feels like Minako is being taken from you, sometimes like you are the one serving her up on a plate and pretending to be upset. One route I had her texting other guys at night while Koji sits in the next room trying to focus on some boring company data, pretending he can’t hear the little alert sounds. Another moment she’s sitting on the couch with Rin’s boyfriend, both of them watching some stupid Netflix show, and you stay standing in the doorway too long. He spreads his legs, she doesn’t move away, your chest tightens, and suddenly the game throws you an option like “imagine her on his lap” that you didn’t ask for but your dick did. It’s not just straight “wife gets fucked and you cry”, it slides between jealousy, arousal, shame, actual love for her, and that fucked up happiness when she smiles more after getting attention from other men. And yeah, sometimes it goes full-on cruel, especially if you push the more hardcore stuff, but I liked that it lets Koji be complicit instead of only a victim. He corrupts himself, not just his wife. Though I’m still mad the game never explained why Rin’s boyfriend chews like that in one dinner scene. Couldn’t focus on the dialogue, just wanted to choke him and also watch Minako suck him off right there at the table. Anyway. The whole thing feels like someone recorded that phase where you discover a new kink from some random porn recommendation and turned it into a slow burn story that keeps rubbing salt and cum on the same wound over and over.

Jamie feels like that guy you see in every Discord server who’s always online, always “one more match,” and somehow still confused why his life is going to shit. The game throws you into his head and also out of it, since you hop to other points of view too, but it never asks what you think. It just drags you through this messy school-life drama where sex is basically the only honest language anybody speaks. One minute you’re in the classroom with all the usual fake politeness, the next you’re watching a hand slide under a desk, fingers pressing into thigh, then panties, then nothing. And because it’s kinetic, you don’t get that safety of “oh I’ll pick the nice option.” There is no nice option. Stuff just happens, and it gets worse, and you kind of hate it and keep clicking anyway.

Kim is supposed to be the “good girl,” loyal and patient while Jamie hides in his games, but the story keeps poking holes in that fake ideal. She’s waiting for him, horny, frustrated, touching herself alone while he’s busy chasing loot instead of her tits. Then William shows up, all calm and composed, the kind of guy who actually listens, and you know where that goes. Not suddenly, not with fireworks, more like slow rot. A shoulder touch at the lockers. A “joke” about how she could do better. Walking her home. Fingers brushing her lower back. Next thing, you’re staring at an internal view of his cock in her, thick and detailed, cum pouring straight into her like she hasn’t had a boyfriend in months. The weird thing is, the game never pauses to guilt-trip anyone. Netorare is just treated like weather: it rains, you get wet, nobody asks permission.

The sex is filthy in that very direct way that doesn’t feel like porn dialogue written by someone who never touched a person. There is anal that isn’t romantic at all, just rough and controlling, with her knees shaking and her mouth saying “no, we can’t” while her body obviously can. There’s groping on the train, hands on big tits while strangers look away, that ugly little realism of harassment where the world pretends nothing is happening. The “trap” angle sneaks in sideways, you think one character is just a shy boy and suddenly you’re watching him get pinned and used, his ass spread open, treated like a toy but there is this tiny flicker of pleasure in his eyes that fucks with your moral compass. The futa and trans stuff doesn’t show up as some big “special episode” either, it just exists in the cast, like yeah, she has a dick and she’s jerking it in the bathroom stall thinking about corrupting someone’s girlfriend later, why are you surprised?

Gay scenes hit different, more like raw territory fights than romance. Two guys testing each other, dominance games in the locker room, a blowjob that starts as a threat and turns into something way more confusing when the “victim” starts pushing back instead of pulling away. There’s interracial stuff folded in without big speeches, just visual contrast and constant power plays, like the game is obsessed with who owns who in every frame. Masturbation is everywhere, almost casual, everyone doing it: Jamie half-hard in bed with his phone, Kim in the shower trying not to say William’s name, some side character hunched over a desk in the empty classroom, panting quietly so the teacher in the next room doesn’t hear. And the whole time, corruption is the slow heartbeat underneath. Nobody wakes up a monster. They just make one small compromise, then one more, until cheating feels less like betrayal and more like gravity. The really annoying part? At one point I tried to scroll back by muscle memory, like on Telegram, to check a line I missed, and my thumb kept hitting the wrong place, and I still don’t know what that one whispered line before the creampie was. It bugs me more than it should.