Katy didn’t plan to end up surrounded by horny girls in tight uniforms, but that’s exactly where she lands - a pristine academy that looks innocent until you realize every hallway hides someone’s dirty secret. She’s supposed to blend in, keep her little “extra” part a secret, but the game doesn’t really let you stay quiet for long. You start with harmless stuff - chatting, exploring the dorms, helping classmates with “projects” - and before you know it, someone’s bending over a desk, and you’re wondering if you should stop or push a little further. The writing’s cheeky in that way: it teases you, then drops you into something filthy before you can think twice. It’s not subtle, but it doesn’t need to be.

What makes it weirdly addictive is how casual everything feels. You’re just living a day, checking your phone, picking what to do next, and suddenly you’re watching two girls making out behind the gym while pretending to study. There’s a voyeur vibe, but also this trainer-like loop where you shape Katy’s reputation - saint, slut, or both. Sometimes it’s funny, sometimes it’s just hot. The corruption part sneaks up on you; one moment she’s shy, the next she’s spanking her roommate for “discipline practice.” It’s messy, inconsistent, and that’s what makes it feel alive. The sandbox part gives you freedom, but it also means you’ll waste time doing dumb stuff like walking across campus just to peek through a window. Worth it though.

The art? Yeah, the girls look good - soft skin, big tits, that glossy anime sheen that makes you stare too long. But it’s the little things that stick: the sound of a zipper, the blush when someone realizes what Katy’s packing, the way control slips away during a scene. It’s horny, sure, but also kind of funny how everyone pretends it’s normal. Maybe it is, in this place. Maybe that’s the point.

Jake crawling back to that creepy family house after fucking up his big “I’ll be a businessman” dream is already kind of hot in a pathetic way. He’s broke, ashamed, stuck in a place he hates, surrounded by people that should feel familiar but don’t. Mom looks too perfect, too young, tits pushed tight in those thin tops like she’s trying not to notice his eyes sliding down. The “relatives” smile wrong, stand a little too close, talk about “taking care of him” like they’re rehearsing a script someone else wrote. And the house itself keeps breathing in the background. Doors open on their own, lights flicker, someone moans down the hallway when everyone’s supposed to be asleep. Of course he goes to check. Of course he shouldn’t. The best thing here is how the horny stuff always sneaks in right behind the weird. You’re reading a normal line, then suddenly a hand is on his thigh, or he rounds a corner and sees two women pressed together on the couch, one with her tongue sliding up the other’s inner thigh while the TV just hums static. Then it cuts to a different angle and you notice that one of them has a thick cock slowly hardening between her legs, pushing at her panties, and she’s not embarrassed at all. She stares back like “yeah, you’re next.” And you know the game will let you chase that. Or just watch. Or act like you’re disgusted and then sneak back later and beg for it. Small thing that annoyed me: the sound of the old floorboards is exactly the same no matter where you walk. It messed with the tension a bit. I kept thinking someone else was moving, but no, just the same effect looping. Whatever, my brain still filled in the gaps. The corruption here feels more fanfic than official story, in a good way. Canon would never let the “family” blackmail him with phone pics of him jacking off in the bathroom while something invisible whispers in his ear. But this does. One route lets them trap him slowly, pushing him into humiliating situations, making him walk around half naked, hard, while some unseen presence strokes his ego and his dick. The paranormal stuff doesn’t just stay in the background either. Sometimes the ghostly shit joins in. You get those scenes where a door slams and the room goes dark, and there’s nothing on screen except text describing breath on his neck and a wet tongue dragging along his ear, and he can’t move because he’s scared and turned on at the same time. It feels like reading a filthy fan ending where the author said “fuck canon” and finally let the tension boil over. One path might lean into him stealing other people’s lovers, slipping into someone’s bed that is technically already “taken”, fucking them while their partner is under some weird influence in the next room. Another path can flip it, where he’s the one losing control of the people he thought were on his side, watching them slowly gravitate toward that smug futa neighbor, or the “aunt” with the big tits and the fake sweet smile, until he’s left alone with some monster touching him in all the ways they used to. Some scenes go all the way into ugly, drooling ahegao faces, mascara running, spit and cum everywhere, and then right after that you get a quiet moment where he’s just standing in the hallway, listening to the house creak and thinking “something’s wrong” like he didn’t just blast a load all over someone’s face five minutes ago. It’s messy in the right way. Kind of feels like a horny horror doujin that grew too big and turned into a full game, kept all the weird edges, never smoothed them out. You get those animated moments where the thrusting goes on just a bit longer than is comfortable, or the camera holds on the look of shame-turned-pleasure on someone’s face while they’re being watched through a half open door. And of course, every time you think you found the “true” story, another route appears, another ending that says no, that wasn’t canon, this is. Until the next one.

The whole thing feels like someone took my Pinterest boards of “soft fantasy aesthetics” and then just went, “yeah but what if everyone had a cock and zero self-control.” You start as this kinda naïve girl in a world that absolutely knows more about your body than you do, and I liked that it didn’t waste time pretending you’re some badass warrior. You’re basically fresh meat with nice tits and way too much curiosity. First I was just clicking around like, oh cute forest, nice colors, love the little elf village vibe. Then suddenly I’m in an alley with an orc woman twice my size pushing me against a wall, hand between my legs, and the game is like, “you can refuse, you can submit, or you can pretend to resist and still end up dripping.” That pretend to resist one is filthy, by the way.

What hooked me was how every area feels like a different moodboard. The catgirl inn feels warm and sticky and a bit suspicious. There’s this one scene where you go in just wanting a room and the neko receptionist is doing that fake innocent thing, tail flicking, tits resting on the counter. If you pick the “tired, need rest” answer she actually offers a “special nap,” and I thought it was going to be a normal massage, nope. You end up face down, ears being licked, her cock sliding between your thighs, and she keeps calling you her “soft little pillow.” I screenshotted that dialogue, closed the tab, and opened it again later because my brain needed a minute. And then later she acts like she barely remembers you, which kind of pissed me off, but also fits her whole chaotic-cat energy.

The futa stuff is all over the place in a good way and also kind of annoying. I love how different bodies are treated: thick orc with abs and a huge cock that actually looks heavy, smug elf with this long elegant shaft that feels like it’s judging you, shy virgin girl who turns out to be packing and you can decide if you let her ruin you or keep her untouched. There’s a pregnancy angle that sneaks up on you. One moment you’re just letting an orc breed you in some ruined temple because the text made it sound too hot to skip, a few scenes later your belly is starting to show and suddenly characters react differently. Some get more protective, some get more possessive, and one elf basically calls you “community property” which made me laugh way too hard. I wish there was more control over who can knock you up, but I also weirdly like that the world doesn’t revolve around your plans. You can play nice, you can try to stay pure, the game still keeps putting you in situations where your choices are like: “say yes,” “say yes harder,” or “say no and still get edged until you’re begging.” It’s messy, horny, sometimes a bit mean in that femdom way, and honestly it feels less like a heroic quest and more like getting lost in a horny scrapbook that keeps adding new pages while your legs are shaking.

The whole thing feels like someone took a cozy little mobile dating sim, then just kept twisting the knife until it turned into this fucked up house of mirrors where every room smells like sex and cheap perfume. You start as this regular dude, not some muscle god, just a guy trying to keep his home and his girls safe, and the world laughs in your face. The bully shows up with his huge smug grin and his even bigger cock and suddenly everyone around you starts looking at him like he is the main character in your own home. It is slow, too, not some instant flip. One moment it is playful teasing, a little flirting in the kitchen, a hand resting too long. Next moment you hear muffled moans from behind a half closed door and you know it is not for you. The sound design is sneaky like that, those wet little gasps and the rhythmic slaps you can almost feel in your teeth. I had Spotify playing at first, then I turned it off because I wanted to hear every dirty sound. I regretted that, then I didn’t, then I did again.

The futa and monster girls are like extra flavor that shows up when you already feel too full and still you keep eating. There is this futa scene where she is supposed to be “just helping him out” and five clicks later she is stretching some girl open, balls deep, while the guy you play as stands there with his small, useless hard-on, watching. That mix of romance and corruption hits weird, because the girls do not suddenly become soulless porn bots. They blush, they hesitate, they still talk sweet to you after they just took a black cock in every hole and got filled like a cheap toy. One of my favorite messed up moments was on the couch, phone in hand, scroll, scroll, scroll, then you tap a choice that looks harmless and it ends with her on her knees in front of a stranger, giving a messy oral while you hear the vibrator buzzing inside her through the speakers. There is a lot of teasing, like scenes where she sends you a “cute” selfie, and in the background you can just barely see a man’s hand on her big ass, fingers pressing into the soft flesh. I zoomed in, like an idiot, on my phone. Felt my stomach drop in that good bad way.

The AI CG look is a bit scuffed sometimes, you can see weird fingers if you stare too hard, and one time a footjob scene had toes that looked like they were trying to escape to another dimension, and that annoyed me more than it should. But when the corruption ramps up, the art starts to make sense in a nasty way. Interracial and blacked content is everywhere, even when it is not main focus. The big black cocks become like a visual curse that follows you from scene to scene, your screen filled with them while your own character gets pushed aside emotionally and sexually. There is anal, vaginal, messy creampies dripping down big tits and big asses, and the game just treats it as normal domestic life now. Your bed becomes a set, your living room a studio, your home a porn hub long before anyone calls it that. The romance is not gone though, that is the cruel part. She still says she loves you while she rides another guy raw, while you stand at the door, a silent cuckold, male protagonist, tapping the screen like it will change something. It never does. And you still keep playing, one more choice, one more scene, telling yourself you hate it with one hand while the other hand is busy saying something very different.