This thing feels like somebody took a horny fever dream from Twitter, mixed it with an old Flash porn game, then actually remembered to add menus and sliders. You start as this clueless “master” dumped into a sticky pink dungeon that looks like a cosplay backstage after a con went really wrong. The nekogirl maid they give you at the start is cute in that manufactured PinkTea way, with big wet eyes and ears that twitch every time you click something. The first time I opened the options I laughed because the game clearly wants you to go straight for punishing her and breaking her in, but the menu is hiding way more important stuff than the story does. Little toggles for text speed, basic volume, some half-assed subtitle style, but nothing for colorblind people, no font scaling, no proper key remapping. I played on a Chromebook at work with one earbud and had to squint at the dialogue while she was literally begging to be fed cum like it was the only food in the world.

The actual scenes are filthy in a fun trashy way. They lean hard into “maid as property” and “pet girl to be trained” so if you like that whole sex slave training fantasy, yeah, it goes there. There is this feeding system where you don’t just fuck her, you keep giving her “treats” and “meals” that are basically different ways to pour fluids into her. Sometimes she’s on her knees in that tight maid dress, holding the tray, drool on her chin, ears shaking while you decide if you wanna be nice or just grab her hair and use her mouth like a warm onahole. Other times you cage her in a dungeon cell, chain on her neck, and she leans against the bars, nipples poking through the frilly fabric, asking if she was a good cat and if you’ll let her lick you clean. The first orgasm scene where she squirts while still trying to say “Welcome home, Master” felt almost too on the nose, but I still replayed it three times. Somehow the camera focus is fine, the sound is dirty enough, but then you hit an interface wall: you can’t resize the text box, the font is thin and low contrast on some backgrounds, and keyboard controls get ignored in some menus like the dev got bored mid-feature and went back to drawing tits.

I tested it with NVDA on Windows and Chrome’s built-in screen reader on Android, and it’s rough. The buttons are mostly unlabeled for assistive tech, so the whole “training schedule” screen is just a bunch of “button, button, button” when you tab through. Try setting up a sequence of punishments and rewards when you can’t even tell which button starts the blowjob scene and which one opens the goddamn gallery. Also you can’t navigate scenes properly with only keyboard, since some choices only react to mouse hover and not focus, which is ridiculous in a game where half the fun is choosing how hard to push your neko maid. There is no way to change text size for people with low vision, no high contrast option, and the UI uses pastel on pastel like it wants to be cute more than readable. That said, I still lost track of time watching the scene where she’s on all fours, tail plug in, maid skirt flipped up, you grab her hips and hammer her while she meows through the gag, and I forgot I was annoyed at the lack of remap options. I keep wishing there was a simple “accessibility” tab with bigger fonts, strong outlines, proper labels, but I know it will probably never show up in a porn dungeon where the priority is making the neko girl choke on cum instead of letting more people actually play it.

This one feels like someone took a comfy slice‑of‑life drama, locked it in a room, fed it way too much dessert, tied it up with a bunch of horny ideas about control, and then just let it slowly swell until nobody fits their old clothes anymore. You’re not just clicking through porn scenes here, you’re basically sliding into people’s lives and messing with the one thing they’re trying to keep steady: food, routine, and how much space their bodies are taking up. Girls start out “normal” chubby, then your choices quietly push them toward soft bellies, thicker thighs, boobs pressing against uniforms that really need new sizes. It’s not a sudden cartoon inflation, more like, one more snack, one more late-night delivery, one more “you look fine, trust me”, and you blink and go, ok, she actually grew a lot. The game leans hard into that mix of comfort and shame: they talk about being tired, about stress, about wanting to feel wanted, and you’re there like the little devil on their shoulder, handing them another plate and acting like it’s totally no big deal.

What makes it hit different is how slow and personal it feels. Conversations drag you in, they’re not just “click to fuck”. You’re asking about their day, about work, about why they always order the same greasy thing from that food app even when they swear they’re going to “eat better”. Then, little by little, they start trusting you. Letting you decide what they eat, how much, when they skip the gym. Sometimes it’s honestly sweet: you comfort a stressed girl with a big meal and she melts a bit, leans on you, tummy peeking when she slumps on the couch. Other times it’s darker, like when you nudge someone past the point she’s comfortable with and she still says yes because you’re the one paying attention to her. The control side sneaks in there: you choosing her portions, you telling her she looks beautiful tied to a chair, arms behind her, cheeks full of cake, belly pushing out, and she’s half embarrassed, half turned on. There is a harem structure going on, but it never feels like some clean checklist. It’s messy, like juggling chats, trying not to mix up who likes being praised for getting thicker and who is still pretending this is “temporary stress weight” while you’re literally the one making sure it isn’t. At some point you realize you’re basically running a quiet little cult of comfort eating and pretty captives, and the wild part is how normal it all felt on the way there.