Nya! That’s the call of the nekogirls. Here, in this game, you’re going to get your very own! Well, not a real one ofcourse however an android that looks similar to extremely sexy nekogirl.

You will beome her master and educate her one of the most vital of responsibilities that she will be doing for you.

Did your mother also assumed of what exactly functions you will be using this android that she has bought to take care of you?

More than just possession, this game plunges you into a realm where your fantasies dictate how your android evolves.

Every part of her design oozes sensuality - those feline ears flicker with life, her sleek figure begging to be explored.

Through your hands and voice, she learns, adapts, and grows closer to fulfilling your every whim and fantasy.

Push the limits of desire and obedience, crafting a bond that blurs the line between owner and beloved.

Step forward and take control of your nekogirl android - let the games of seduction and power begin.

Hesitate no longer - she’s standing by, ready to learn, obey, and satisfy your every desire.

I played Brothel Virgin like I was trying to sketch lace on a body that wouldn’t stay still. It’s messy and kind of hypnotic, and that’s probably what I liked about it first. The world feels like velvet that’s been worn too long - soft but a bit frayed, and when the screen fades into the room at the Crimson Reverie, there’s that quiet hum I only get at the end of a runway show when everyone’s pretending not to be aroused by the models. Jenny’s laugh sounds like lipstick smudging against a glass; I kept replaying her intro scene hoping she’d say my name differently, slower. She doesn’t. Small thing but it bothered me. Still, the lighting in her room (well, if you can call it lighting, it’s more like a blush across the walls) made me forget it fast.

Matty’s design confused me. She looks like she was drawn by someone who loves stretch marks too much and I respect that deeply. Her scenes go from comforting to - how do you say - sticky? I’m used to games where every gesture feels rehearsed, but here her hands have this clumsy warmth that almost made me feel guilty touching the screen. Maybe I’m just too sentimental. Then Raven shows up and she wrecks all that tenderness with one smirk. There’s a sound cue before she appears - like a zipper halfway down - and it’s cheap, but it works. I hate that it works. Her storyline plays with all those moments between dominance and longing, and I kept thinking about fabric texture again: latex pretending to be silk.

Some transitions drag; some dialogues feel written by two people who never met. But that’s part of the charm. It’s not perfect, not even close, but neither are the bodies it celebrates. Sometimes I caught myself wondering why the brothel walls shimmer like oil, or why Jenny doesn’t blink enough. Doesn’t matter. The thing is, if you stop expecting polish and just lean into the heat, like, really lean, you’ll find your own reflection looking back at you through those impossible colors.

Caitlin’s body is alive with warmth. And she’s not blind to the fact that she’s glowing from within. But despite all of that, she remains single. It seems a brand-new dating platform could finally fix this problem for her. In no time at all, she’s already caught someone's attention. An attractive guy who could turn things around immediately. Will he still be as appealing when the real date happens? Because if the chemistry is there, Caitlin is ready to get down and dirty tonight. Tonight, she’s determined to ravish him without hesitation. What started as a simple match might turn into an unforgettable, wild encounter. Step into Caitlin’s heels and feel the rush when desire meets opportunity. Don’t hesitate; the heat between these two is just getting started. Experience a game where lust drives the story and every choice stokes the fire.

A random number pings your phone and for a second you think it is some boring spam, some "your parcel is on the way" crap, then the avatar pops up and it’s this ridiculous fire-haired bombshell with that kind of smug smile that basically screams: "yeah, I know you’re already hard." That is pretty much the whole mood of this game. It pretends to be about choice and romance and texting etiquette, but in reality it is about how fast you go from "who is this?" to "ok, send more pics, I’m already in too deep." The writing leans into it nicely: short, teasing messages, a lot of tiny pauses where you stare at the screen like an idiot, waiting for the three dots that never come when you expect them. It feels like being ghosted and sexted at the same time.

What I really liked is how the tone shifts in your chat with her. At first she acts like a troll. She sends flirty lines that could be jokes, like she is testing if you are a creep or just horny with some charm. If you answer too thirsty, she calls you out, but not in a heavy way, more like "wow you moved fast there, tiger." If you play cool, she pushes harder, talks about what she is wearing, drops some fetish hints that seem silly at first, then suddenly you realize your replies are way too careful because you want to see every branch. It is still short, you can finish a whole route in less time than you spend doomscrolling Twitter, but there are those little splits where your choice actually matters. One moment you are joking about her hair color, the next moment you are choosing between a shy compliment and a very explicit description of what you would do if she really showed up at your door, soaking wet from the rain, phone in hand.

The lewd stuff hits better than I expected from a "haha funny fetish VN" kind of thing. When she starts describing what she is doing on her bed, the text slows down, messages come in bursts, sometimes just one short line with a sound, or her breathing, or a picture you do not see but she describes like a voice note in text form. There is one path where she makes you type out exactly what you want her to do to herself and if you go too generic, she actually comments that you are boring and steers the scene in her own way. That tiny bit made me grin like an idiot. At the same time, sometimes the horniness jumps so quickly that the "romance" tag feels like a joke, but I kind of like that. It is romance in the sense of: two strangers oversharing, flirting, getting off, then pretending that was deep. The game knows it, it does not try to hide it. A couple of endings are unexpectedly soft though, with her falling asleep mid chat or just asking you something oddly personal right after a filthy exchange. It messes with your head in a cute, slightly perverse way. The whole thing is like opening a wrong-number text and deciding, very clearly against common sense, that you are absolutely going to flirt with this hyper redhead until everything either goes wonderfully right or delightfully wrong.