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.

Riveroaks looks like one of those nice West Coast towns from Instagram, but this game keeps poking the dirty meat under the skin. You play this broke guy who gets kicked out of home and suddenly finds out his estranged dad is a porn mogul with a new gay studio that needs a handler. Not in the fun BDSM sense. In the “sign contracts and worry about profits while staring at six packs” sense. Half the time you are trying to pretend you are a professional businessman, the other half you are trying not to get a visible boner during casting. The fun part is how casual the world treats sex. Everyone already knows you are Leonard King’s kid. Baristas flirt with you like they want a role, gym bros stretch way too close, and every conversation has this small chance to slide into filth. One second someone is talking about lighting, the next they are describing exactly how they want to be fucked on camera, and the game just goes “yeah this is normal”. As a horror nerd I like when a city feels like it has a pulse, and Riveroaks kind of hums like something alive and wet. Every location feels like a different fetish altar. The arcade with sticky neon, the gym with its sweaty muscle cult, the cute café where the “nice guy” director talks about art and then asks if you are comfortable filming a three-way with a choke scene. None of this is subtle. Sometimes it is hilarious and awkward and horny at the same time, like when you are reviewing test footage and realize the actor is staring straight into the camera, dirty talking you of all people, and the dialogue actually acknowledges your flustered silence instead of pretending you are a blank self insert.

What surprised me is how much the management part and the romance keep stepping on each other’s toes. You choose what kind of scenes to produce, who to cast together, what kinks to push, and later you have to sit with the people you just turned into “content” and maybe flirt with them, or listen when they tell you about their trauma, or both. There is this one moment where you schedule a shoot with a cocky twink and a quiet older guy, thinking “ok, this will sell, simple power play vibe”, and by the time you watch the preview cut you realize they actually clicked emotionally in between all the deepthroating. Then the game asks you, softly but not really gently, if you want to push them harder next time for profit or let them have a slower, sweeter scene. Of course I picked the darker option because I am weak and also curious. The aftermath hit harder than I expected, but then the next scene is just a stupidly funny argument in a bistro over whose ass looks better on camera, so your feelings never get to settle. It is messy, like real life, only with a lot more cum. The main character is weirdly relatable too. Not some porn god, just this slightly lost young dude who keeps flipping between horny, bitter, and accidentally caring. One route has you teasing a muscular cameraman in the locker room, trading nasty jokes until he corners you in the shower and asks if you are just playing or if you want him to ruin you for real. Another has you sharing late night drinks with an actor who looks like he walked out of a yaoi doujin, talking about family while his hand sits a little too high on your thigh. The sex scenes commit. They use the dirty words, they linger on bodies, they let you taste that feeling of being looked at like fresh meat. Sometimes the pacing goes weird and you jump from intense emotional build up to “ok, we are sucking dick now” with almost no breath, but honestly that clumsy cut has its own charm. Porn is rarely tidy. In my head I almost read Riveroaks like a cult story, only the cult is gay porn, and instead of summoning Cthulhu you are summoning audience engagement with horny thumbnails. There is something quietly corrupting about how normal it feels after a while to treat desire as a spreadsheet thing. And then a cute guy smiles at you from across the studio, half naked, and you stop caring where exactly your soul went.

Jake is that kind of protagonist who looks normal at first and then you realize his whole life is basically horny paranormal chaos. Fresh grad, new big city, living with his brother, trying to be a decent guy, except there is literal Lust crawling around in his head and whispering “hey, what if you just… tweak that girl’s brain a little.” The game throws you right into that vibe where half the time you’re flirting on campus or at some shitty coffee place, and the other half you’re staring at some hellish demon with way too many teeth and tentacles, while still thinking “ok but can I fuck it?” You can go soft and romantic, like just dating, cuddling, slow handjob under the blanket, or you just slide full corruption route and start bending people’s minds, turning them into sex toys that smile at you while they swallow. It lets you pick how deep you go into that darkness, and it actually feels like a choice, not some fake menu flavor.

The Lust power is the real pervert engine here. You poke around in people’s heads and the game rewards you with those “Dreams” scenes, like detached little realities where you basically peek out through someone else’s eyes. One moment you’re the brother, jerking off alone because you’re jealous of Jake’s success. Next you’re stuck in a nightmare party where half the guests have glowing eyes and the other half are on their knees, mouths full, moaning stuff they’d never say when awake. Fucking weird in a good way. There’s all sorts of kinks layered in quietly. Group scenes where control slips and now there’s three bodies sweating on top of you, you have no idea whose hand is where, just tongues and wet sounds and someone begging for anal like it’s the only thing keeping them alive. Normal “dating sim” stuff sits right next to “oh cool, demon tentacle is rearranging my inside, guess that’s Tuesday now.” You can build yourself like an RPG nerd too, pumping stats so your mind control hits harder, or so you don’t get your ass kicked when some paranormal freak decides you’re on the menu. Combat’s there, but the real fights feel like they’re inside people’s minds, watching them crack, seeing a sweet shy girl slowly transform into a needy cock-hungry mess because you kept nudging her thoughts in the wrong direction. Also, small thing but it annoyed the shit out of me: the way some scenes cut off right when you want one more thrust, one more frame, like the game is edging you on purpose and then pretending it didn’t. But then you get another scene where Jake is spit-roasting someone with a demon, or waking up sticky after a furry centaur nightmare, or giving sloppy oral in some filthy alley while ghosts watch, and you kinda forgive it without even meaning to.

Charlie teams up with Bruce Long and Bob Upindown to form the Terriffic Trio, ready to turn an unsuspecting straight guy into a raging homosexual. You wonder what’s wrong with being straight? Well, neither do we, so don’t expect us to mock you just because you like to swallow cum or belt out Liza Minnelli tunes.

Step into a raunchy comedy where domination, raw passion, and absurd humor collide in a wild whirlwind of blowjob madness and bukake chaos. Charlie’s crew doesn’t just push boundaries - they relentlessly shove them aside with blonde hair flying and tongues flicking, dragging their straight target through a relentless sexual gauntlet. Forget the normal; this is heavy-handed anal play, humiliating submission, and gut-wrenching laughter all tangled up in one filthy package.

The way these three work together is pure insanity. Bruce Long’s rough, commanding presence sets the pace, Bob Upindown throws in perfectly timed dirty jokes and outrageous comedy relief, while Charlie is always right there pulling the strings, making sure every gag, every slick blow job and every painful-but-pleasurable anal slide lands with maximum impact. You’re not just watching a transformation - you’re getting dragged into it, gagging and moaning alongside.

If you’re tired of being pigeonholed by labels or judged for your secret desires, this game throws that judgment out the window and replaces it with a wild, unapologetic celebration of everything explicit and taboo. Imagine fluorescent lights hitting the sweaty body of a blonde caught in unending domination, their moans mixing with guttural laughter and a mountain of spilled cum decorating the scene. It’s messy, it’s raw, and it’s hilarious as hell.

Every thrust, every slick spit, every harsh command is designed to tear down your walls and pull you deeper into the twisted humor that only the Terriffic Trio can serve. This isn’t about changing who you are - it’s about discovering how much fun it can be to lose control and soak in the filthy but funny chaos. So drop the judgment, grab your courage, and brace yourself for a ride through unrelenting sexual comedy where even the straightest guy can’t help but get turned inside out.

Ready to see just how far the Terriffic Trio will push you? There’s a blonde waiting, a gaggle of dirty jokes, endless blowjobs, and a storm of anal debauchery ready to make you scream, laugh, and maybe even beg for more.

Charlie teams up with Bruce Long and Bob Upindown to form the Terriffic Trio, ready to turn an unsuspecting straight guy into a raging homosexual. You wonder what’s wrong with being straight? Well, neither do we, so don’t expect us to mock you just because you like to swallow cum or belt out Liza Minnelli tunes.

Step into a raunchy comedy where domination, raw passion, and absurd humor collide in a wild whirlwind of blowjob madness and bukake chaos. Charlie’s crew doesn’t just push boundaries - they relentlessly shove them aside with blonde hair flying and tongues flicking, dragging their straight target through a relentless sexual gauntlet. Forget the normal; this is heavy-handed anal play, humiliating submission, and gut-wrenching laughter all tangled up in one filthy package.

The way these three work together is pure insanity. Bruce Long’s rough, commanding presence sets the pace, Bob Upindown throws in perfectly timed dirty jokes and outrageous comedy relief, while Charlie is always right there pulling the strings, making sure every gag, every slick blow job and every painful-but-pleasurable anal slide lands with maximum impact. You’re not just watching a transformation - you’re getting dragged into it, gagging and moaning alongside.

If you’re tired of being pigeonholed by labels or judged for your secret desires, this game throws that judgment out the window and replaces it with a wild, unapologetic celebration of everything explicit and taboo. Imagine fluorescent lights hitting the sweaty body of a blonde caught in unending domination, their moans mixing with guttural laughter and a mountain of spilled cum decorating the scene. It’s messy, it’s raw, and it’s hilarious as hell.

Every thrust, every slick spit, every harsh command is designed to tear down your walls and pull you deeper into the twisted humor that only the Terriffic Trio can serve. This isn’t about changing who you are - it’s about discovering how much fun it can be to lose control and soak in the filthy but funny chaos. So drop the judgment, grab your courage, and brace yourself for a ride through unrelenting sexual comedy where even the straightest guy can’t help but get turned inside out.

Ready to see just how far the Terriffic Trio will push you? There’s a blonde waiting, a gaggle of dirty jokes, endless blowjobs, and a storm of anal debauchery ready to make you scream, laugh, and maybe even beg for more.