This one feels like some horny fever dream you had back in school, when you just discovered those old flash porn games on Newgrounds and didn’t really care if anything was “finished” or “balanced” or whatever. You’re basically this normal dude, staring from your own eyes, and you’ve got this robot girl who acts like a girlfriend because you tell her to. She’s kind of like the fantasy of “perfect obedient girl” that a lot of games try to make, but here it’s stripped down so hard it almost feels awkward. In a good way. Or maybe not good, just raw. You pull her in close, give a command, and she just… does it. No drama, no fake moral choice, just straight up “yeah, I’ll sit on your dick now” energy.

The whole thing plays almost like a tiny sex simulator someone cooked up in a horny weekend after too much porn and not enough sleep. You’re in this POV angle, watching her react to what you choose. Sometimes she’s playful, sometimes you’re just there thrusting and waiting for that perfect moment to fill her up. When you finally push deep and stay there, watching that sticky creampie drip while she smiles like this is the most normal thing in the world, it hits that old-school porn game nostalgia really hard. And then she starts talking about getting pregnant from it, and you kind of feel your brain do that weird switch: half “haha this is ridiculous” and half “yeah, knock her up, go on, make that robot womb work.” It’s so dumb. It’s also hot as hell.

There’s a funny side that pops up at the most random times. Little bits of humor in her lines, moments where she acts like a cliché romance anime girl and then instantly goes back to taking it raw. It’s almost like the game can’t decide if it wants to be a sweet girlfriend sim or just you, balls deep, breeding a robot because you can. Which is kinda perfect. The lack of polish shows in places: some transitions feel sudden, some reactions don’t quite match what’s going on, a few loops repeat so much you start noticing the tiny details instead of the sex. I got stuck staring at one tiny animation hiccup on her hip for way too long, mid thrust, like “why is that pixel jumping” while I’m trying to finish. The funny thing is, that almost made it feel more personal. Less like some big studio thing, more like something a pervy nerd put together and kept adding to bit by bit. You feel that early-stage vibe everywhere. She listens to you, she moves for you, she takes your cum and talks about carrying your baby like it’s just part of your daily routine, and even when it’s clunky, it scratches that old itch from those simple browser porn games where the whole point was: click, fuck, cum, repeat. No big story, no long setup. Just you, a robot “girlfriend,” and the quiet thrill of watching her body react when you finish inside and think, “yeah, she’s definitely not safe tonight.”

There is this horny little sci-fi sandbox where you basically wake up one day with an alien symbiote stuck to you and it is not subtle at all about what it wants. No tragic backstory, no dead parents, just “hey, we can punch through walls now and also fuck anything that moves, cool?” The tone is kind of funny because the game pretends for ten seconds to be about saving the city from weird monsters, then you’re balls deep in some milf in a broken office with tentacles politely holding the door closed. The symbiote acts like your pervy coach, whispering in your head, pushing you toward more extreme stuff: cheating, public sex, corruption, the works. Sometimes it teases you on purpose, like you walk past a girl doing VR cosplay in her room and the alien is like “we should test her stamina” and you can actually just… stand there and watch her masturbate for a bit while your own hands “accidentally” drift down. I liked that way too much. Or not enough, I’m not sure.

Gameplay jumps around a lot. One minute you’re doing these janky but fun combat sequences, tentacle-lashing alien beasts that try to rip you apart, and the next minute you’re basically running a management sim of your own harem. You roam around, pick which girl to visit, how to corrupt her, how much “symbiote juice” to spend to unlock a new power or new position. The powers are stupid in the best way: super strength for ripping clothes, stretching limbs for reaching… spots, organic restraints that turn into living sex toys. There’s this scene in a neon alley where you fight a monster and then pin it, and the game lets you decide if you drain it normally or let your symbiote “experiment”. I picked experiment, obviously, and suddenly there is a mess of slick tentacles around this alien chick, her big tits bouncing while she’s choking on you and your second mouth is busy lower down. All animated, very explicit, not shy about anal or creampies at all. The movement during oral scenes looks a bit too smooth in a weird way, like those TikTok filters, but I still watched the whole thing, zoomed in, rewound. Twice. And then complained to myself the tongue animation felt off and went back again anyway.

What surprised me is how the romance and corruption are tangled together. You can play the sweet guy with the shy girl at the café, bring her little gifts, flirt, then gradually “share” part of the symbiote with her. It starts like a cute sci-fi romance and ends with her happily letting tentacles hold her ankles apart in a bathroom stall while someone else walks in and pretends not to see. That whole exhibitionism angle creeps in slowly. First it’s playful teasing, a boob slip while using your powers in public, then full-on sex on a rooftop while patrol drones fly by. The game even has multiple endings depending how far you push each girl, but it never makes a big speech about it, the routes just sort of happen as you keep doing what turns you on. I got one ending where my guy basically becomes the city’s secret monster problem solver and also the unofficial porn overlord, running this twisted little harem where everyone is corrupted and happy. I kind of hated that the sandbox flow means you sometimes wander around doing nothing for a while, opening the same menu five times just to trigger the next scene, but when it finally pops and you see that new animated blowjob with the symbiote forming a cock ring or turning her cosplay outfit into living latex, yeah, suddenly that little annoyance at the map icons being slightly off-center doesn’t really matter anymore and I just kept clicking for “research”.

This one feels like somebody took a classic point & click detective game, got horny, got drunk, argued with their own libido, and then put it in a circus. In a good way. Mostly. You start as this male detective in a circus where everyone looks a bit too hot to be just performers, and every girl has “please interrogate me harder” vibes. It’s not just click-next visual novel stuff either, you actually poke around the scene, chase clues, and try to figure out who is lying, who is hiding something, and who just wants your cock in their mouth as a distraction. And yeah, sometimes it’s all three.

What I liked most is how the investigation parts and the lewd parts keep tripping over each other. You’re trying to follow a lead and suddenly you corner a suspect in some cramped circus wagon, and you get this choice: push her on her alibi, or push her on her knees. I went “ok, police work first” and of course the game basically went “nah dude, she’s into rough stuff, you’ve got time.” The girls are not all copy-paste sluts too. There’s the controlling older woman that just screams MILF energy, who pretends she’s above you, until she’s drooling around your dick and looking at you with those ahegao eyes like her brain fell out through her pussy. Then there’s the cute girl who acts innocent but lets you tie her up fast enough that you start thinking she has more experience than you. Sex scenes are pretty filthy, group stuff shows up, there’s creampies everywhere, and when the game goes BDSM, it actually leans into it instead of just putting a collar on and calling it a day. Some lesbian scenes feel like they’re there mostly to tease you, which somehow works even better. Watching two suspects “comfort” each other while you stand there and decide which one to accuse later is just… yeah.

The art is actually weird in a cool way. Clearly AI-generated in places, so some CGs have that slightly off feeling, like a girl’s pose that looks too perfect or a face that’s almost uncanny, but in this circus context it kind of adds to the vibe, like everyone is a mask anyway and you’re trying to rip it off. The animated bits during oral scenes, with spit strings and eyes rolling back, got me way more than I expected. And the harem angle sneaks up on you. First it’s just one suspect, then two, then suddenly you’re in a wagon with several of them, half convinced one of them is a murderer, and you’re still fucking them all like a degenerate that forgot what “evidence” means. I like how you can actually accuse the wrong girl and still end up with a nasty ending, not a game over screen, just a different kind of circus. I kinda hated one small thing: sometimes the clue you need is this tiny clickable thing on the background and I spent minutes pixel-hunting instead of making someone gag on my cock, and it pissed me off, and then I found it, and forgot I was mad once the next scene turned into an interrogation with your dick. The writing swings between serious detective talk and horny nonsense in a way that feels like my brain when I have 10 tabs open in Chrome, one of them being Pornhub. It’s messy, not polished, but the mix of mystery, domination, circus absurdity and girls looking at you cross-eyed with cum dripping out hits some very specific brain cell I didn’t know I had.

John is one of those guys who lives more in his browser tabs than in his real life. Phone full of gacha trash, folder full of MHA doujins, school life basically on autopilot. The game starts with that vibe so hard it almost hurts, like you can smell his keyboard. Then on a totally normal walk to school, shit goes sideways in a way that feels like one of those fanfics where the author just says "fuck it" and hits the accelerator. There’s an accident, the kind you usually only see in chapter 1 to justify some broken superpower later. John blacks out, meets this weird boy who looks like he walked out of a cursed quirk experiment, and suddenly the whole line between "I’m a loser who watches heroes" and "I might actually be one" gets blurred. Except it’s not about fighting villains. It’s about possessing people and fucking everything that moves in a school that very clearly wants to be U.A. but legally cannot say it too loud. The fun part is how your new power is basically spiritual identity theft. You slip into other bodies, feel their quirks like tight gloves, and then abuse the hell out of them in ways that would get any actual hero thrown in Tartarus for life. First time you possess a girl in class, the camera lingers just enough on her huge tits pressed against the desk that you kinda forget there was supposed to be a "mysterious plot". Then you realize you can walk her straight into a janitor closet, pull her panties aside, and go raw. Creampie inside someone else’s body while still technically being John? It’s fucked up, it’s hot, and the game does not pretend it’s morally deep. It’s just filthy. There’s this one scene where you hijack a monster girl that looks like somebody mashed up Mt. Lady and a slime villain in an AI prompt. You feel her body ripple around a cock in a way that’s clearly not human, like her insides are hugging you on purpose. Anal with her is just ridiculous, the game goes full "physics are optional" and her ass eats the camera. The AI CG helps and also kinda doesn’t, because sometimes a hand has six fingers or the hair melts into the background, but honestly that glitchy energy fits the whole possession theme. Bodies feel borrowed, a bit wrong. You’re not supposed to be there. That actually turned me on more than the polished stuff in other games. Some routes pretend to be romance. You pick softer choices, stay in John’s own body, hang out with a big tittied classmate who clearly has a quirk that is "make the MC horny every time she leans over his desk." There’s a path where you actually try to be decent, worry about consent, walk her home instead of taking the mind-hijack shortcut. And then the next scene lets you jump into her from behind anyway, make her kneel in some dark music room, and swallow you down her throat until she gags. The game has this habit of giving you sweet dialogue and then dunking you right back into filth before it gets too sentimental. It talks about life and death, that early scene with the mysterious boy almost feels like a real afterlife moment, but then you’re back at school, using your "gift" to bend a hot teacher over her desk and fuck her so hard her quirk sparks around the edges of the frame. The multiple endings stuff sneaks up on you too. You think "ok, this is just porn with a possession gimmick", then suddenly a choice you made three scenes ago decides if you end up basically a ghost forever, stuck riding other bodies and never being touched as yourself, or if you manage this weird twisted romance where someone falls in love with John knowing exactly what he is. Some endings are pure corruption, like you go full monster, use your powers nonstop, and the last CG is you blowing a load deep inside a girl while her eyes glow with your presence. Another one is more "heroic", and by heroic I mean you only fuck a handful of people and actually say sorry once. Vaginal, oral, anal, all on the menu. Big asses bouncing on your cock, cum dripping down thighs, messy creampies that keep showing up in later scenes if you messed someone up earlier. The game remembers your sins when it wants to. Then it forgets them if a scene needs you to be "pure" for a romance beat, which is kinda funny. It feels like reading a horny fan comic where the artist keeps changing their mind about tone, but the core is always the same: lonely guy, new power, school full of hot girls, and a world that looks a lot like My Hero Academia if the author fully embraced the fact that everyone already imagines half these heroines getting railed.

Hero story on the surface, total filth underneath. That’s the whole vibe here. You’re not the shining savior, you’re the snake in the sleeping bag. The world is doing that classic “demon horde rising again” thing, the Hero’s party is all proud and hopeful, and you’re there smiling like a good little ally while secretly sent by the Demon King to fuck everything up from inside. And “fuck” is not just metaphor here. You’re working your way through trust, lust and corruption at the same time, pushing everyone in the party over the edge in different ways. One girl starts all pure and doe-eyed, blushing when you brush her hand, then five scenes later she’s moaning with tongue out and eyes rolled back while you rail her from behind, fat creampie dripping while she’s supposed to be “on watch” for monsters. Another guy in the group is a cocky swordsman, all talk about honor, and you slowly grind him down with teasing, humiliation and those “friendly” training sessions that turn into blowjob practice, then sissification, then him begging to wear panties under his armor. The game really loves that slow slide from normal to “how the hell did we get here” and it doesn’t apologize at all.

What sells it is how it mixes the fantasy quest with filthy little betrayals. You’re doing typical RPG stuff, traveling, camp scenes, tavern stays, but every stop is a new chance to twist someone a bit more. Helping the healer “meditate”? Actually guiding her through “special breathing” while your hand is between her legs and she’s leaking on your fingers. Sparring with the Hero? You tire him out on purpose, then leave him to sleep while you sneak off and fuck his crush hard enough she starts lactating in a later scene, and you make sure he walks in just in time to see the internal view shot of your cum overflowing from her stretched pussy. There is a lot of voyeur stuff like that, you arranging things so people catch each other in the worst possible moment, then using the shame to push them even deeper: blackmailing the proud mage with that time she let you titfuck her in the bath, turning it into regular “magic lessons” with her on her knees, or forcing the tanky milf knight to let you spank and grope her under her armor right in the town square because she “owes” you for saving her from a monster girl that you actually lured her into. And yeah, the monster girls get in on it too, sometimes joining the group sex, sometimes being your tools, sometimes corrupting you right back with a surprise anal scene where you pretend you’re in control but she clearly isn’t fooled.

The sex is all over the place in a good way and a messy way. You get sweet romance moments where you almost feel bad, like when the Hero’s childhood friend whispers she wants to carry your baby because she thinks it’ll make you closer to the Hero, and then the game just slams into hardcore group scene with her pinned, double stuffed, drooling ahegao face while you use her like a toy. One evening you’re giving “foot massage” to the party’s stern elf archer that ends with her sliding her toes around your shaft, totally red but still trying to act calm, and the next morning she’s the one offering to help you “relax” with a handjob behind some ruins, pretending it’s just physical relief so she doesn’t have to admit she’s addicted. There is lesbian stuff between party members you twisted emotionally, traps that start as jokes from the Demon King side and turn into full on submissive little pets in your harem, interracial scenes with captured enemies you flip over to your side using nothing but your cock and a bit of humiliation. You get classic blowjob, anal, multiple penetration, toys jammed in during battle prep, the Hero getting cucked in ten different ways without even realizing half of it, and a lot of those evil little moments where you watch from the shadows while they masturbate thinking about you, then you step out and ruin them more. It’s not soft, it’s not “healthy”, it’s dirty spying, gaslighting, teasing and training wrapped around an adventure that pretends to be heroic while you quietly turn the whole party into your personal, leaking, obedient mess.

You start as this guy who got totally screwed over by life. Framed for killing his own father, thrown in prison, years just gone. When he finally walks out, the whole vibe of the world feels off, like reality forgot how to be normal. And then his dreams stop being just dreams. One night you’re staring through your own eyes, next night you’re suddenly in this other place, like a sci-fi fantasy city with neon and magic at the same time, stuck in a tight POV view with a monster girl pressing her huge tits against your chest, asking why you keep running from “your power.” She’s got horns, a tail, and an ass that fills the whole screen when she turns. You’re supposed to be scared, she’s talking about fate and monsters and some cosmic war, but instead you’re watching her lips as she wraps them around your cock and drools all over it, eyes rolled back in full ahegao while you’re still half sure this is a nightmare. It’s not. Not really. Every time you cum, the dream world reacts, like you just flipped a switch in some forgotten machine.

Then, outside of dreams, your life is this weird mix of murder mystery and porn logic. You’re “trying to rebuild yourself,” but what actually happens is you keep meeting women who are way too into your mess. The milf neighbor who knew your father and keeps “comforting” you by letting your hands wander under her blouse, whispering that you’re so much bigger than he was while she grinds on your thigh. The shy virgin cosplay girl who acts like a nervous little mouse in the day, then shows up dressed as some space elf at night, kneeling between your legs with glitter on her cheeks, giving you slow, sloppy oral and stopping every few seconds to tease you with just the tip between her lips, like she’s roleplaying she never did this before. She says she wants to help “investigate” your case, but somehow the investigation scene ends with her riding you, big tits bouncing, begging for a creampie so hard she forgets the whole point of the conversation. Sometimes you get to flip things and go full male dom, hand around a throat, fucking her from behind until her tongue’s out and she’s moaning like a broken toy. Other times the game flips you on your back and lets a dominant woman sit on your face, grinding her pussy over your mouth while she uses a vibrator on your cock and denies you until your vision almost fades. There’s anal, voyeur moments where you spy two monster girls going at it in a shower, footjobs from a smug heroine who claims she “won’t touch you with her hands,” titfucks where your cum ends up all over soft big breasts, toys shoved into dripping holes while you stand there, watching, choosing whether you help or just enjoy the show. In the middle of all that, you’re chasing clues about your father’s death, unlocking superpower stuff tied to sex and emotions, and somehow building a harem of humans, milfs and literal monsters who all want a piece of you. It’s messy, horny, sometimes actually emotional for a second before someone gets groped against a wall and you forget what you were even talking about.

New city, tiny apartment, couple that still fucks like rabbits and argues about who forgot to buy toilet paper. That’s basically the vibe here, and it works way better than it sounds. You bounce between her side and his side of the story, watching them drag their boxes into this new life and then immediately get distracted by how horny they are. One moment she’s pretending to unpack, bending over way too slow, panties peeking, just begging for a quick spanking on the kitchen counter. Next moment you’re on his POV, walking up behind her, hand on her ass, and the game just lets you linger on that tease before anything really happens. It keeps doing that: little pauses, small choices, like “kiss her neck” or “just grab her tits already,” that actually tilt the mood. Pick the softer, romantic options and you get these lazy, drawn-out scenes where she’s riding him, boobs bouncing in his face, eyes rolling back with that stupidly hot ahegao look while she tries to say something sweet and just ends up moaning. Go a bit rougher and it flips, she’s the one clawing his back, begging for him to stay in and fill her up, panting about how no condom feels better while your mouse is hovering between “pull out” and “fuck it, creampie.”

What I liked most is how the sexy stuff doesn’t feel like separate levels. You’re literally pointing and clicking around their daily crap: checking messages, clicking on a coffee mug, opening some random drawer, and suddenly you’ve triggered a flirty scene that spirals. You click on the couch because “whatever, next scene,” and bam, she’s straddling him, messy blowjob between jokes, spit on his shaft, she laughs with her mouth full and looks up with those huge eyes like “you like that, city boy?” Then later you see the same moment from her head, nervous about neighbors hearing, but still pushing his cock deeper because she wants to feel it hitting the back of her throat. The game has that weird talent of making their fights kinda hot too. They snap at each other about money or his new coworkers, then some stupid little choice like “apologize” or “double down and tease” can twist it into angry sex. There’s a scene where she storms off to the bedroom, slams the door, you follow, and it turns into her getting pinned to the mattress, cheeks going red from slaps on her ass, legs spread wide while she’s whining that they’re not done talking, even as she’s begging him to stay inside when he’s close. It’s messy, it’s romantic, it’s funny in spots, and sometimes it feels too real when they’re awkward after a hard fuck and don’t know if they went too far or not. The art looks like an AI tried really hard to be horny and kinda pulled it off, which somehow fits the whole “fresh start in a city that doesn’t care about you” theme. Nothing feels perfectly polished, but their chemistry, from slow teasing to deep, wet penetration shots and those “oh shit I actually came” faces, sells the fantasy hard enough that you’ll probably forget you were supposed to be exploring Birchfall and not just their bodies.

Ravenhollow looks like one of those villages you’d scroll past on Instagram gothcore feed, then zoom in because the girl in the background has dead eyes and huge tits. The game throws you there as this kinda awkward scientist guy, full of theory and not enough pussy, who honestly feels like he belongs more on Reddit than in a cursed forest. You’re supposed to be all “serious researcher” writing a thesis about monsters and anomalies, but ten minutes in you’re juggling notes about vampire behavior and trying not to stare at a werewolf girl’s bouncing ass while she pretends not to notice. The tone is really funny in that mean, sarcastic way, characters talk shit, tease you nonstop, and then suddenly you’re balls deep in a forest nymph and your noble academic career is over. In the best way. Sort of.

The star for me is Viernes13. She looks like Wednesday Addams if Wednesday had way more curves and zero patience. Black dress, straight hair, that bored goth stare that looks right through you like you’re already disappointing her. Her whole vibe screams “I know all the secrets here and I also know you’re horny and weak.” The game plays with that hard. First time she takes you into the forest, she talks about this thing called the Heart of Lugrenwald like it’s a scientific site, but she keeps brushing your arm on purpose, pausing a bit too long when she leans close, and you can literally feel the moment the “field study” turns into “ok, I’m gonna milk this nerd.” The teasing is slow, like she enjoys making you squirm, then suddenly she has her hand in your pants and you forget you were trying to measure anomalous energy. There is a blowjob scene by the dark trees where she keeps eye contact the entire time and it’s actually kinda unsettling and hot. Also her tits look soft but heavy as fuck, like they would actually hurt your face in a good way.

What surprised me is the combat and management parts don’t feel like lazy excuse. You have turn-based fights in the forest and around the village, but half the time it feels like flirting as combat. Some girls transform mid-battle, like a shapeshifter girl that gets more naked and more monstrous the more turns pass, and your brain has to choose between “wow, strategy” and “wow, I’d let her sit on my face even if she eats me after.” You collect stuff, give them as gifts, plan dates, manage your time like some cursed horny calendar. I got stuck one evening trying to min-max affection values for a big-ass vampire lady, and I accidentally triggered a scene where she pins the protagonist to a coffin and just rides him raw, slow grind, heavy tits bouncing, and she keeps talking in this calm, old-timey way while you’re literally creampie machine for her. It kinda ruined me a bit. The sandbox feeling is nice but also annoying sometimes because the game doesn’t always tell you clearly what to do next, so you wander around Ravenhollow like a lost idiot with blue balls. Also the text on one menu button is just slightly off center and it drives me crazy every single time I open it. I keep noticing it. I hate it. Anyway, the AI CG actually looks good most of the time, faces have expression, cum stays where it should, and the animated loops are dirty without being too sterile. Some scenes feel romantic, soft kisses and slow vaginal sex under weird moonlight, then next moment a monster girl is drooling on your dick and using you like a toy. The whole thing feels like a horny gothic zoo where you are the one getting observed, not them, and honestly I’m kinda ok with that.

The heat sits on that tiny apartment like a wet towel you can’t shake off. It sticks to skin, to clothes, to Rei’s thin tank top when she bends over the sink, pretending she doesn’t feel your eyes on her ass. She’s supposed to be “aunt,” or “family friend,” or whatever label makes it less fucked up that every time she passes in the hallway your cock twitches. She moves slow, tired housewife kind of slow, but every curve on her body screams she knows exactly what she’s doing. Soft big tits that fight against cheap fabric, hips that fill the doorway, that slightly sad smile of a woman who’s been lonely way too long and pretends she’s okay with it. Except she isn’t. Not really.

Then the old man shows up. Claims to be your grandfather. Smells like cigarettes and sweat and something rotten. Sets his suitcase down like he just decided this is his house now. You want to laugh, but Rei’s face drains of color and Sora’s eyes narrow like a cat that spots a mouse. She’s the daughter, sharp tongue and short shorts, always with a game console in hand, pretending she doesn’t notice how her mom starts flinching whenever the old bastard “accidentally” brushes against her. You watch from the crack in your door as he starts touching Rei longer than needed, his wrinkled fingers on her waist, on her ass, talking about “helping with stress.” At first she stiffens, then she forces a smile, then she starts making excuses to be alone with him. For “adult talk.” You know that tone. Corruption doesn’t happen in one big step; it happens cup of tea by cup of tea, “thank you” by “it’s fine, just this once.”

The fucked up part is how the game lets you poke at this situation, not like a hero, but like a horny parasite. You’re not stopping anything. You’re deciding how much you want to see. You can sneak to the bathroom door and hear Rei choking on something that is not a cough. The wet noise of forced oral turning into desperate, hungry sucking, where her gagging shifts into little muffled moans she would never admit are real. Or you stay “loyal” and still end up spying through keyholes while she rides that old bastard, her big ass bouncing on his lap, tears in her eyes but her pussy creaming around him like it belongs there. Sometimes she resists and then folds, sometimes she looks like she’s almost enjoying the rough grip on her hair, the way he talks to her like property. Sometimes you even get pulled in, not as savior but as another man claiming a piece of her, sliding into her raw and leaving your cum deep inside, while her womb already full of someone else’s seed. Interracial mix of bodies and age and power, all wrapped in that cramped apartment where walls are thin and secrets thinner.

Sora’s the little devil in the corner, seeing everything, pretending she doesn’t care. She catches you peeking once, smirks, and the next time she “borrows” the old man’s wallet she demands he plays along. Trading games is not about consoles anymore. She comes back to your room with flushed cheeks and messed hair, chewing on gum that wasn’t hers before, and throws a wrapped bill on your bed like a joke. She teases you, spreads her legs just a bit too far when she sits on your chair, talks about how “grandpa” is disgusting while her eyes sparkle with something way darker. If you push, she might open those legs more, might ask what you’d pay for a peek, or for a taste, or for the chance to paint her face white while her mom moans in the next room on someone else’s cock. This whole summer turns into a slow, sweaty spiral where ownership is just a word men use when they shove their dick somewhere and leave it dripping. Who gets Rei in the end, who marks her womb, who Sora decides to toy with, who really controls the house… that all comes down to the tiny choices you click while your hand is already around your shaft, trying to decide if you want to feel guilty or just enjoy watching everything good rot from inside.