This priest-trainer thing is weird as hell but somehow works? Like, you're this battle-scarred holy man who rolls into some backwater fantasy town ready to "rehabilitate" broken slave girls. The setup sounds sketchy when you put it like that, but the game actually handles the power dynamics pretty well. Your girls aren't just mindless fuck-dolls - they've got actual backstories and trauma that you're supposedly helping them work through. Though let's be honest, the "therapy" involves a lot of spanking and groping sessions that definitely wouldn't fly in any real counseling manual.

The corruption mechanics are solid - you start with these damaged elves and other fantasy chicks who flinch at your touch, then slowly break down their walls through a mix of discipline and care. Wait, did I mention there's a Velma knockoff? Because there totally is, and she's got that whole nerdy-girl-with-huge-tits thing going on. The exhibitionism scenes where you make them show off in public are pretty hot, especially when they're still all shy and reluctant about it. The masturbation training segments get repetitive though - how many times can you watch the same "touch yourself while I watch" animation before it gets old?

What bugs me is the pacing feels off sometimes. You'll spend forever building up this girl's trust, getting her comfortable with basic touching, then suddenly she's begging you to fuck her senseless. The harem management aspect is whatever - mostly just scheduling who gets disciplined when. The POV perspective works well for the more intimate scenes, makes the whole "caring father figure who also wants to rail you" dynamic feel less creepy somehow. Though honestly, it's still pretty creepy. The spanking animations are decent quality, lots of jiggle physics and realistic reactions. Just wish there was more variety in the punishment methods beyond the standard over-the-knee stuff.

Rowan is supposed to be the boring happy-ending guy. War hero, tiny village, hot wife who actually loves him, all that fairy tale stuff. Then the game basically grabs him by the balls and drags him back into the kind of world you’d expect from some depressed fantasy writer who jerks off to demon girls. You start with this vibe of “retired hero, quiet married life,” and in like five clicks you’re knee-deep in demons, cult shit, political mess, and way too many chances to ruin your marriage just because somebody looked at you with glowing eyes and big tits. It pretends to be about grand fantasy and the six kingdoms, peace after the big war, blah blah, but the real hook is watching Rowan and Alexia slowly bend, crack, and sometimes completely snap under pressure. You’re pushing them into deals with monsters and nobles, letting them get corrupted, watching them cheat or get used, then acting surprised like “wow, how did this happen.” Yeah, sure. Totally an accident when you sent your wife into that obviously horny monster girl’s lair in lingerie.

The whole thing is built around choices that feel like you’re playing with their souls instead of stats. Sometimes you’re managing the castle and moving troops, and it looks almost normal, like a strategy sim wearing a cheap porn costume. Then out of nowhere you’re arranging a threesome, or letting your hero get pegged by some smug demon, or forcing him to watch as his wife “negotiates” with a noble who has more gold than morals. One moment you’re clicking through political scenes that feel straight out of some low-budget Witcher fanfic, next you’re in a sweaty lesbian ritual with a priestess who clearly skipped the part of the holy book about modesty. There are futa demons with cocks that look like they have their own skill tree, horny elves who act like they discovered group sex and never stopped, and that one early scene where you know you shouldn’t flirt with the mysterious woman, but your dick does the decision-making and the game quietly writes your marriage’s death flag in the background. Sometimes it leans into female domination so hard Rowan basically turns into a toy in his own story, and sometimes you steer Alexia into being the one who gets off on being “pure” while doing the filthiest oral in the realm. Half the fun is that you’re never really sure if you’re still the hero, or just the bastard pulling all the strings while the world rots in a very hot, very wet way.

You know that feeling when you’re half scrolling Instagram, half horny, half depressed about money, and your brain just wants something messy and wrong to chew on? That’s basically the mood of NTR Phone Group. It’s not trying to be epic or smart or whatever. It’s more like snooping on someone’s fucked-up group chat and then not being able to stop. You’re Eddie, technically, but it feels more like you’re stuck inside his phone, watching his life crumble through messages, pics, calls, and those tiny typing dots that feel like a punch in the dick sometimes. The guy is married, broke, stressed, and his dick doesn’t always cooperate. Mood, honestly.

The whole thing is told like a kinetic visual novel, so you’re not min-maxing or grinding or doing some 50-level RPG bullshit. You’re just... reading, but it hits different because most of it happens on screens. Phone chats, group messages, photos, little teasing selfies that start off “cute wife trying to help” and slowly slide into “oh fuck, she just sent that to who?” One of the best little moments for me was pretty early, when Eddie is stuck trying to please his boss, and you get that tiny notification at the top of the screen. You open their chat, Rachel is sending something sweet, saying she found a small job, wants to help with the loans, and you can feel he loves her. Then the story cuts and shows what she actually has to do to “help”. It’s the kind of voyeurism that feels like you’re peeking at someone’s private folder without permission. Wrong, but you want more.

The erotic stuff builds slow. First you get flirty pics and “babe I miss you” kind of teasing, soft-core romance with that anime-style charm, and you think “ok, wholesome, nice”. Two scenes later and you’re staring at her slowly corrupted by attention from other guys, extra chat windows popping up, and your stomach is twisting because Eddie is still trying to fix his erectile problems and think about his next loan payment. You see that moment where she hesitates before sending a risky photo to someone that is definitely not her husband, and you almost want to scream at the screen. The cheating is not just “she fucks, game over”. It’s small betrayals, reading her typing “I love you” in one window and sending a wet pic in another. That’s where it hits hardest. The art is done with AI, and sometimes you notice a weird finger or strange face angle if you stare too long, but weirdly that makes it feel more like low-budget porn chat on Telegram. It fits the vibe of something dirty you shouldn’t be looking at. I kinda wish the guy had at least one real win, one proper sex scene where he’s not a stressed-out mess, but I also know that wouldn’t match the tone. This thing is built for frustration, masturbation, and that sick NTR ache in your chest and your dick at the same time. You’re not here to feel good about yourself. You’re here to watch a couple get dragged through hell by money, desire, and shitty timing, one notification at a time.

The engine behind this Tokyo-set corruption fest runs smoother than expected, though the AI-generated artwork occasionally glitches in ways that'd make you wonder if someone fed the algorithm too much hentai at once. Character expressions shift between perfectly rendered ahegao faces and slightly off proportions that remind me of those deepfake fails from 2019. But honestly? The technical hiccups add this weird authenticity to the whole "modern Tokyo nightlife gone wrong" vibe they're pushing.

What hits different here is how the netorare elements creep up on you. One moment you're following this reunited couple through neon-lit streets, next thing the male protagonist's watching his girl get corrupted by family secrets and manipulative assholes who know exactly which buttons to push. The kinetic novel format means you're basically along for the ride while this dude's world implodes in the most erotically charged way possible. Big tits and bigger asses dominate every scene, but it's the psychological manipulation that really gets under your skin. The corruption isn't just physical - though there's plenty of oral action and handjobs to keep your attention - it's watching trust dissolve frame by frame.

Platform-wise, this thing loads fast enough but occasionally stutters during the more intensive scenes. Nothing game-breaking, just annoying when you're deep in a teasing sequence and suddenly the animation freezes mid-thrust. The male domination themes play out through some genuinely uncomfortable power dynamics that'd make even seasoned players pause. Tokyo's underbelly serves as the perfect backdrop for this descent into moral ambiguity, where every choice feels like it's pushing someone closer to the edge. Sure, the masturbation scenes could use better pacing and the dialogue sometimes reads like it was translated by someone who learned English from porn subtitles, but the overall corruption arc delivers exactly what the tags promise.