I swear this game started like it was gonna be a chill slice-of-life thing, you know, fixing up a bar and chatting with fluffy locals, maybe flirting a bit. Then boom - five minutes in and you’re already managing drink orders while a nine-foot-tall wolf girl leans over the counter asking if you “need help cleaning the taps.” Bro. I didn’t even save yet. The animations are way too smooth for how stupidly horny the dialogue gets; like someone spliced together a dating sim and a fever dream. I tried to focus on the management system - stocking bottles, balancing budgets - but my brain short-circuited when the shark waitress asked if I wanted her to “stir the cocktail with her tongue.” I mean, yeah, I clicked yes, obviously, but still. Priorities, man.

Weird thing is, it’s actually kind of romantic sometimes. Not in the Hallmark way, more like the “accidentally fell in love with a monster girl who can crush a truck” kind of way. The writing swings between goofy and sincere, like one second you’re laughing at a pun about tail fluff, the next you’re knee-deep in a confession scene that hits harder than expected. Then there’s the POV stuff - it’s uncomfortable how immersive it gets. You can practically feel the fur brushing your skin during those scenes, and I don’t know if that’s impressive or just unsettling. The devs clearly thought, “what if we made eye contact illegal.” Mission accomplished. Also, the tit sizes? Absolutely ridiculous. Like, there’s physics happening that defy every known law of gravity and I respect that level of commitment.

I did find myself yelling at the screen once when a minigame bug froze right before a creampie scene - tragic, truly - but I forgave it almost instantly because the bartender fox called me “boss” again in that tone that makes your spine melt. It's messy, it’s horny, it’s accidentally wholesome, and somehow it all works. Or maybe I’m just too far gone into the furry hole to tell anymore. Either way, yeah, the bar’s open, and no one’s leaving sober.

Jade grew up learning two things: hide what’s between her legs, and never trust anyone who smiles too wide when they say “we’re all equal here.” The game drops you right into that kind of world, still aching after a nasty war, where futas were supposed to be holy miracle weapons and ended up treated like walking biohazards. She’s the unlucky one in her bloodline, the first futa born in generations, stuck pretending to be just another pretty girl while her body is screaming the exact opposite. Then someone close to her turns up dead, and suddenly she’s not just trying to keep her secret, she’s stuck doing actual detective work, crawling through the filth of this broken city, knocking on doors, following leads, and trying not to pop a boner every time some soft, curious piece of ass leans in too close during “questioning.” It’s half investigation, half “I swear officer, the suspect tripped and landed on my dick.”

The whole thing feels like the game is trying to seduce you and then insult you at the same time. One minute you’re in a tense scene, talking to this icy noblewoman who clearly thinks futas are monsters, and the next she’s on her knees, lipstick smeared, trying to pretend she isn’t moaning when Jade buries that cock down her throat. There’s a lot of that push and pull: girls who act disgusted and then end up begging, twins who “only fool around with each other” until Jade walks in and ruins that promise in about five seconds, a shy virgin type who swears she’s straight then melts the first time she gets her face sat on. When the game wants to go all in on lesbian stuff, it really goes for it, all tongue and fingers and messy grinding, wet thighs and shaky breathing, the kind of scenes where you can almost hear the bedframe complaining. And then sometimes it just decides, no, you’re getting your soul emptied right now, have a futa pounding some cute thing into the mattress, creampie dripping out while she blushes and tries to keep eye contact. It’s not elegant, it’s just hot and awkward, like real bad decisions.

What caught me off guard is how much the story keeps poking at Jade’s identity while it’s also busy drowning everyone in sex. She’s not some cool, confident porn goddess. Half the time she’s flustered, trying to do serious investigation stuff while her cock is literally twitching because the witness has thick thighs and zero concept of personal space. There’s this one interrogation where she’s supposed to be getting info about the murder, but the suspect’s a trapped, pretty-boy type who looks more like a runaway idol than anything, and it slowly turns into Jade humiliating him, making him stroke her while he whimpers and remembers he was “totally straight” yesterday. The game doesn’t care. It just leans into the corruption, the “I’m not like that” girls who turn into full-on sluts for Jade, the mouthy racist guy who ends up taking it just to keep his deal, the proud lady who swears she’ll never kneel to a futa and then literally does it, dripping on the floor. It’s not gentle, sometimes it’s rough and mean, and then randomly you get a scene where Jade is weirdly tender, holding a pregnant lover’s belly and kissing her, like she’s scared to break that small warm moment. And anyway, I still don’t understand why one NPC’s phone UI looks exactly like old WhatsApp while everyone else has some fake chat app, but it bothered me the whole time and I kept checking it every scene and then forgot what I was talking about.

Guy wakes up in this fucked up city where feelings are literally treated like some virus, and you already feel that weird pressure in your chest before the game even lets you move. He decides he wants to die, like actually finish himself, but before that he writes this tiny bucket list that is half sad, half horny, half stupid. Yeah, three halves, brain gets confused, but it fits the mood. It’s a mobile sandbox so you kind of drift from place to place, swiping around like on Instagram when you’re too tired to think, except here you stumble into girls who are officially “emotionally sterilized” and still somehow end up with your dick in their mouth. The whole city feels like someone shoved a clinic and a strip club into the same building and forgot to label doors properly.

The male protagonist is not some strong hero, more like that guy at the back of the bus staring at the window, thinking of nothing and everything. You tap around, trigger little scenes, sometimes you hit a dead end, sometimes you hit a blowjob in some dirty side corridor with flickering neon lights. The animations are strangely smooth in some moments, like when she slowly strokes your shaft with one hand and wipes a tear she shouldn’t even be able to feel with the other. That small glitch in the “no feelings allowed” rule hits harder than it should, even while you’re just waiting for the climax scene to loop. One girl keeps this flat, empty face while she’s giving you a handjob, like it’s morning paperwork, and I swear it’s hotter than any fake moaning I saw last week on some random browser game that crashed Chrome three times. I still don’t get why the underwear texture of the nurse girl looks like it was bought from a supermarket bargain bin, it bothered me the whole time and the game never explains it, just leaves it there like some private joke.

It calls itself sandbox and it actually feels like it. No clear “go here, then here” guide, you just bump into encounters while chasing that stupid bucket list that mixes things like “kiss someone who actually feels something” with “get sucked off in the clinic storage” in the same tone. I liked that you can mess around in different parts of the city, almost like tab hopping in Firefox and Telegram while waiting for a train, coming back to the game and it’s still that same lonely guy in a world that banned hugs but somehow forgot to ban deepthroating. Sometimes the pacing is slow and you’re just tapping through silence, no big event, which annoyed me and then two clicks later I’m watching an animated scene where this lab assistant is on her knees, robotic voice, asking if this “manual relief” improves the subject’s mood while drool runs down her chin. The game is horny and very blunt about it, yet half the time it pretends it’s a cold medical report. That mismatch sticks in your head in a good, dirty way, like you’re not sure if you just played a porn game or some sad story that accidentally has really decent oral scenes.

This one hits weird for me, in a good way and in a “what the fuck am I doing with my life” way at the same time. You play this popular writer guy who looks like someone that spends too much time on Instagram, but whatever, he suddenly gets a call from some girl from his past and from there everything starts to feel like one of those late night WhatsApp mistakes that turn into a full telenovela. I liked that feeling a lot, like fate poking you in the ribs, saying: “hey, remember this girl you never got over? yeah, she’s back, and she wants your dick and your attention.” One moment you’re picking a soft reply, almost romantic, and the next you’re choosing if you wanna grab her hair while she’s on her knees or talk sweet to her while she’s stroking you slowly. The tone jumps around in a way that feels kinda real. People are messy, right? Here they let you be messy and horny and stupid and strangely tender all together.

The sex stuff is not shy at all. When you decide you’re done being noble and you go for it, the game actually lets you see the build-up, not just “click here, blowjob happens”. I had this moment with one character in the living room, big windows open, city lights outside, and she just drops to the floor, unzips me, and starts licking like she’s been waiting since high school. There was this small animation where her hand wraps around the base and she uses the other hand to keep her balance on your thigh, and it felt way more personal than it needed to. Then later, with another girl, you’re half arguing, half flirting, and it ends with her straddling you and sliding down on your cock, slow, like she wants to prove a point. Penetration scenes actually look like bodies touching, not like two plastic toys smashing. Vaginal scenes have that sticky, close feeling, where you can almost imagine how she squeezes around you while she’s riding and you’re deciding if you want to pull her hair or hold her waist. Masturbation scenes hit different too: there’s one where she watches you stroke yourself while she pretends she doesn’t care, but you can see her nipples getting hard and she starts rubbing her thighs together. That made me pause my Spotify and just focus. And yeah, the incest angle is there, and it’s not subtle. The way they write it is very “we know this is wrong, but it feels too right” and if you’re into that taboo fantasy, some of those family scenes feel way too intimate, like catching someone in the shower and not even trying to look away. Some people will hate that, some will go straight for that route first.

Not everything is perfect. Sometimes the game acts like it’s giving you big moral choices, but actually both options lead to the same bedroom, just with different small talk. There was one text choice where I tried to be cold and detached, and she still ended up on my lap, jerking me off with these slow, teasing strokes, while talking about “how different I seem now”. I was like, girl, I literally chose the rude answer, what are you talking about? Also the way the MC jumps from “I care about you deeply” to “open your mouth, I wanna cum on your tongue” in two clicks can feel funny, but I kinda liked that whiplash. Fate is not patient anyway. Exhibition scenes are nice, though. Having her suck you off near a window where anyone could see, or her spreading her legs on a balcony, panties pushed aside, you sliding inside her while you’re half afraid some neighbor will catch you, that was hot as hell. I opened Telegram at one point to answer a boring work message, then looked back and she was bent over a kitchen counter, ass up, and the game asked if I wanted to pull out or stay deep and fill her. That ruined my productivity completely. And I keep getting distracted by this one small thing with the dialogue font looking slightly weird in some scenes, like it moved half a pixel to the side, and it bothers me so much but I keep forgetting to pay attention to it once someone starts moaning and sucking again. Then I remember later and it annoys me again. I thought I came here just to jerk off, but I ended up caring way too much about which girl is “meant” for this guy, like the universe is watching who I choose to kiss gently and who I bend over the couch. Fate likes to watch too, I guess.

Guy starts broken as fuck. Not “a bit sad”, like actually hollow inside, just going through motions, sleep, work, repeat, porn as background noise, dead eyes. Game hits you with that right away. No heroic bullshit, no magic fix. Just a dude who lost something that mattered and now he’s stumbling around this city full of soft lights and quiet rooms and people who keep asking if he’s alright when it’s obvious he isn’t.

Then the women start showing up, and that’s where I went from “eh, just trying” to full-on addicted. They’re not cartoon bimbos who exist only to suck dick. They look thick and real, big tits that bounce when they walk, asses that fill the whole screen when they bend to pick something. And the way they move is what sold me. Little idle animations, tongue sliding around the tip when they do a lazy blowjob, fingers squeezing his shaft like they’re actually feeling the veins. First time I got a handjob scene, I literally stopped touching my mouse, just watching her jerk him while her boobs pressed into his arm, slow strokes, that wet sound looping just right. Oral scenes get nasty in the best way: spit strands, gagging a bit, her eyes watering when you push too deep, then she smiles with his cum on her lips. And when you finally push inside, the pussy animation is not just “in-out machine”. You see her folds stretch, his cock disappear inside, and then that moment where she grips him with her thighs and pulls him in all the way. Creampie shots are filthy as hell, thick load pulsing inside, then leaking out over swollen lips while she’s still breathing heavy. The best one I got was after a quiet, kind of sentimental build up. They talked, she opened up, he hesitated, then they fucked on the couch, and when he finished in her, she held him close like she didn’t want him to pull out, like the cum was some kind of anchor. It felt weirdly intimate and also I had my dick in my hand, so yeah.

What surprised me is the game actually lets you sit with his grief instead of rushing you from one sex scene to another. You’re choosing how this guy deals with pain: does he sink into random hookups, just using every big ass that offers itself as a distraction, or does he try real romance, slowly building something that might hurt even more if it fails. Some choices feel tiny, like texting late at night or ignoring a call, but later it hits you when one girl shows up at your place just to check on you, no sex at first, just talking on the bed, her hand finding yours. And then of course that turns into a sloppy blowjob minutes later with her on her knees between your legs, taking you all the way, moaning with her mouth full, but that first part, when she touches his shoulder and he flinches, is what sticks. Not everything is perfect: pacing sometimes drags with too much talking about his feelings and there was one scene where the angle made her head look slightly off and it pulled me out for a second, like “why is her neck doing that”. Also one of the early romantic bits tries too hard to be emotional and ends up kind of corny, but then right after that she rides him facing the window, tits bouncing, his hands gripping her hips while you decide whether to hold back or fill her up, and suddenly I didn’t care. It feels like a game made by someone who actually knows what it’s like to miss a person and then try to stuff that hole with sex and attention and messy relationships. Sometimes you chase comfort, sometimes you just want to raw dog your sadness away. The game lets you do both, and doesn’t judge, which honestly made the final creampie I got feel way heavier than it had any right to.

Island Sun feels like someone took a guilty-pleasure soap opera, locked it in a resort hotel room, and whispered “you can be a bad girl now” in its ear. You play as Wendy, early 30s, blonde, thick in all the right places, with a fat ass that the camera clearly loves way more than her husband does. She’s supposed to be living that sweet island dream with Henry, but it takes like five minutes to realize the real vacation is about how many rules you can quietly break. The whole thing runs like a visual novel on autopilot at first: nice beach, sunny streets, people way too friendly for no reason. Then you notice how often dialogues turn into “innocent” touches, “accidental” gropes, and those camera angles that just stay on her tits for a bit too long. You click “joke back” once and suddenly an NPC’s hand is on her thigh and she’s not pulling away very fast.

The choices hit harder than they look, even when the game pretends they don’t. You get those fake safe ones like “be polite” vs “flirt a little” and you think, ok, nothing wild. Two scenes later that polite option has Wendy drinking with some local dude and you’re watching her slowly slide from shy small talk into doing a blowjob in a dark corner of the resort bar, trying not to ruin her lipstick. Sometimes she resists, sometimes she just… leans into it, and that’s where the corruption part starts to feel dirty in a good way. One moment you’re helping her keep her marriage intact, next moment she’s grinding on a sunbed with a stranger’s hand under her bikini, and she’s thinking about Henry for like half a second before her eyes roll back. I liked that some scenes don’t go full porn right away. You get a handjob behind a palm tree, or a quick suck in a hot tub while the bartender pretends not to see, before the game starts throwing rougher stuff in your face. There’s this one scene in a hotel hallway where a guy just pushes her back to the wall and kisses her like he owns her, and her body gives in long before her brain does. You can shut it down if you want, but it really feels like you’re fighting against the game’s own horny gravity.

What really caught me is how the island itself becomes kinda like a pervy character. You start to recognize places as “oh yeah, that’s where I let the gym trainer pull her bikini top down” or “that’s the spot she kneeled between that muscular guy’s legs and tried to take his whole cock in her mouth while the ocean was behind them.” The resort feels safe on the surface, but every door you click is another chance for Wendy to cheat, or almost cheat, or pretend it was an accident while cum is still drying on her lips. The corruption curve is uneven in a way that feels human. One day she’s acting like a horny slut, swallowing a load in a hotel room while her wedding ring glows in the light, next day she’s blushing like crazy because somebody grabs her ass in the pool and you’re like, girl, after what you did yesterday? Some people will hate that, but I kinda enjoyed that she’s not just instantly turning into a porn robot. Just don’t expect the story to respect your morals too much. You say “I’ll keep her faithful” and then the game hits you with a slow, teasing massage scene where the guy’s fingers slide under her panties in the most casual way, and her moans get a little too loud, and suddenly that promise feels fragile as fuck. By the time you’re making choices about who she spreads her legs for, the island already changed her, and honestly, you probably helped.

Valentine is not some shy anime boy with big eyes. He is this rough, slightly broken ex-soldier who now lives with bruised knuckles and bright lights in an MMA cage. The game throws you into his head right away, no slow build, no “tutorial date.” One moment you are watching him walk into a London gym, smelling sweat and cheap cleaning spray, the next moment a punch connects and time almost freezes on a close-up of teeth, blood, and that sick little grin he has when a fight finally gets good. It feels like a porn game that accidentally grew a spine and decided to care about pressure, about fear, about what happens when your body is your job and everyone wants a piece of it. Then it remembers it is porn and goes “oh yeah” and puts a girl on her knees in front of him, mascara already a bit ruined, tongue pressed against his shaft in an animated loop that honestly looks way better than I expected from a browser thing.

The sex scenes are where it stops pretending to be classy. You have blondes, brunettes, one fiery redhead with this smug face that just screams “I’m going to ruin your life and you will say thank you.” They are not just generic CGs slapped in. The camera loves the little things: a hand twisting in his shorts before she pulls them down, spit mixing with pre-cum on a blowjob, lips stretching wide around him, that tiny moment when the girl hesitates because she is still a virgin and then your click pushes everything forward. You pick if Valentine is gentle or if he just grabs her hips and buries himself inside like he forgot what patience means. Moans change, eyes change, the way they clutch the sheets or his skin changes. Sometimes you get a slow handjob next to a window after a fight, his knuckles still taped and bruised, her thumb lazily rubbing the tip while she whispers shit in his ear. Other times you go from locker room trash talk straight into a rough oral scene, her mouth full, cheeks hollowed, mascara a total mess, and you can actually see her throat flex when he thrusts too deep. I kinda hate how some of the dialogue sounds like a horny teenager wrote it, but then a single animation of a girl rolling her hips on his lap completely shuts my brain off and I forget to complain.

Twilight City is one of those places that looks like a shitty Netflix crime show if you squint, but then it opens its legs and suddenly you remember why you still play this kind of stuff instead of scrolling Pornhub like a goldfish. You’re the guy with the dead eyes and the old case eating your brain, the whole “Red Tape Killer” urban legend that refuses to stay buried. Instead of doing the usual noir thing where everything starts in some smoky office, the story yanks you straight back to your college days, when your biggest problems were exams, cheap coffee, and trying not to stare at your classmates’ tits for too long. That part is actually the nice trick here: you know this is all going somewhere very ugly, but the game forces you to wade through that bittersweet student life where every girl feels important and every bad choice is quietly sharpening the knife for later.

College isn’t some generic porn campus here, although yeah, there’s plenty of “oops, she’s bending over again” moments. You’ve got this mix of girls who feel like they stepped out of different games and accidentally ended up in the same one. There’s the playful tease who keeps fucking with you during group projects, brushing her hand along your thigh under the table while the professor drones on, acting like nothing is happening. Another one pretends she’s only interested in “helping you study” then slowly slides her hand into your lap while asking about your future, as if your cock is part of the career plan. The sex scenes don’t waste your time with theatrical bullshit either. Handjobs that start messy and rushed because you’re both afraid someone will walk in. Slow, drawn out oral where she looks up at you with that smug “I own you now” expression. Classic pussy pounding in a tiny dorm room that squeaks at every thrust while you’re both trying to keep the volume low and completely failing. Tits and ass are front and center, obviously, bouncing in rhythm with every movement. The animations are not perfect, some loops feel a bit stiff, and sometimes her mouth movement is weirdly off from the audio, but honestly that rough edge gives it this cheap porn studio vibe that kind of works. Then again, I’m half blind from too many Steam “adult” games, so maybe I’m just broken.

Under all the fucking, there’s that slow burn detective thread doing push-ups in the background. Random details from banal scenes suddenly matter, like a half-seen red ribbon tied to a bag, or a line in a casual conversation that hits differently when you remember you’re chasing a serial killer. One time I picked a dialogue choice just to be a bit of a sarcastic asshole and later realized it was tied to whether someone actually trusts you enough to open up about a creepy incident on campus. Choices don’t scream “THIS WILL CHANGE EVERYTHING” in neon text, they just sit there, and later you realize you nudged the story into a darker corner. The investigation parts are pretty light, more about talking, piecing together small clues, and deciding who you believe instead of playing CSI with a magnifying glass, but the tone fits. That mix of college romance, interracial hookups, and a slowly closing criminal net is strangely addictive. You’re balls deep in a girl, her legs wrapped tight around your waist, and at the same time your brain is quietly replaying that message the killer sent you in the future, trying to match the threat to one of these pretty faces. It’s fucked up, it’s horny, it trips over its own shoes sometimes with pacing, and the writing swings between sharp and cheesy like a drunk on a staircase, yet I kept clicking next, just to see which of these “innocent” memories is hiding the rot.

Whole thing feels like someone mashed a horny VN with an old Resident Evil save room and then forgot to add actual zombies in more than once every ten minutes. You’re the only dude in this ragtag camp that looks like it smells of sweat, cheap deodorant and dried blood, stuck with women who are way too hot for the world to be falling apart. They’re all tense, tired, half broken, living in this shitty half-collapsed building surrounded by groaning corpses, and yet the main problem in your head is how badly you want to fuck at least half the group. It’s not subtle. The game doesn’t even try to pretend you’re noble. You’re supposed to be “helping the group survive” but the first thing you notice is titties spilling out of ripped tops and shorts that would get you kicked from a normal Discord server. And the best part is that the MC knows he is a creep. He just keeps going anyway.

Scenes kind of creep up on you. One moment you’re arguing over how much food is left or who guards the door tonight, next thing you’re peeking around a corner while one of the girls fingers herself in a sleeping bag, thinking no one can see. Camera just sits there, watching her bite her lip, watching her try so hard to be quiet so the others don’t wake up, and of course your idiot protagonist is tenting his pants while you click through inner monologue like “should I leave, should I keep staring, should I pull my cock out and stroke it right here.” You can. The game lets you be that much of a degenerate. You choose how far to push it, like staying longer, risking her catching you, dick in hand, or backing away and then later pretending you “heard a noise.” There’s even this scene where you’re on watch duty on the roof, she sneaks up to “talk,” and the talk somehow ends with her on her knees, giving this messy, rushed blowjob while zombies shuffle around down on the street. I liked that the game doesn’t romanticize it much, it’s awkward, she’s grumpy, you’re half scared, you cum anyway. Classic.

Sometimes it feels more like a porn chat story someone made in Ren’Py while horny on X and HentaiFoundry in the background. A lot of clicking, a lot of text, then suddenly a choice that actually matters: do you own up to the shitty thing you did earlier, or lie your way out and risk being kicked out of camp later. You do a brave thing once, and the game never lets you forget it, like “yeah you saved us from zombies but you also tried to jerk off on watch, maybe chill.” There is piss stuff too, out of nowhere. One girl is too scared to go pee alone outside because she heard moans behind the fence, so you go with her, and the scene just becomes this weird mix of fear and lust. She squats behind a ruined car, panties around her boot, you hear the stream hit the cracked concrete, she’s blushing, and you’re staring way too hard. Game happily lets you beat your meat over that if you angle your choices right. It’s dirty in this very specific way, like old pixel porn games from Newgrounds except everything is cleaner and the tits are bigger and actually bounce a bit. I tried playing it on my phone in Chrome once and almost alt tabbed to Reddit too fast when the anal scene started, her face half pressed into some moldy mattress while you’re pounding her, trying not to scream because there might be zombies hearing you. Honestly I kinda love how clumsy some dialogue is, like lines that sound like they were written by someone who learned English from Pornhub comments, but at the same time I kept thinking “who the hell chooses this stiff font for horny stuff.” That font annoys me so much and I never got used to it. Anyway, half the game is just you stuck between being a half decent survivor and a total creep who will risk the entire group just to get a handjob behind the barricaded door. And somehow that mix works way better than it should.