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.

Holly looks like that girl from your college group project who always did the whole report, and here you basically watch what happens when life starts poking holes in that “good girl” armor. It starts pretty innocent: she moves out, needs a job, thinks she’ll just work hard and be boring and responsible. Then her “dream opportunity” turns out to be in this media company that lives on flirting with the line between normal content and straight up porn. At first she’s just sitting in an office trying not to stare when someone is looking at explicit stuff on a monitor right next to her. There’s this scene where she pretends to focus on Excel while a video with a huge black guy fucking some petite redhead is playing two desks away, and you can feel how she’s annoyed and horny in the same time. The game really pushes that slow slide, where she still thinks she’s pure while her hand is under the desk, rubbing herself because she “just needs to relax a bit after work”. Sure, Holly. Sure.

The fun part is how the story steals tricks from fanfic culture. You know how people write canon-compliant fics where one tiny choice changes everything? Here you get that in a dirty format. You can keep her on the almost-vanilla route, loyal to her relationship, saying no to the creepy boss who likes to “test the talent” in private. There’s this date scene that feels like bad Wattpad, in a cute way, where she tries to act normal at dinner after she accidentally spent her lunch break watching a lesbian casting interview in the studio downstairs. She stares at the waitress’s ass longer than at the menu and you get to choose if she admits it or just lies and blushes hard. Or you can start pushing her into more humiliating stuff, like agreeing to “help” with a live stream by playing the shy intern who gets talked into showing just a little more skin, then a bit more, then suddenly she’s topless in front of thousands and some guy behind the camera is groping her tits because “audience engagement is dropping”. The game loves that teasing stage, when she’s saying “no, I’m not like those girls” while her nipples are hard and her boss is already unzipping his pants. There is a very specific blowjob scene in an office chair where she’s trying not to smear lipstick, and you have this stupid tiny choice about eye contact that changes the whole tone. If she looks up, it stops feeling like an accident and starts looking like she enjoys being under him, with his hand on the back of her head guiding the rhythm, almost choking her a bit, and that’s where the corruption vibe really hits.

What I liked is how the “good” vs “bad” path doesn’t feel clean. Even if you try to play her as a saint, the game still throws temptations at her: a drunk night where she wakes up half naked with a girl from work, fingers still sticky, trying to remember who started the lesbian stuff; a “modeling test” that is totally not just masturbation on camera; a casting where a huge guy grabs her ass like it’s public property and she hesitates just long enough that he takes it as a yes. There is cheating, obviously. The first time she lets another man cum on her face, she sends her boyfriend a totally innocent selfie a bit later, pretending she was “busy in the office” while there’s still a tiny drop she didn’t wipe perfectly from her hairline. Interracial scenes are not subtle either. They lean into that porn logic where Holly keeps telling herself it’s “just work” while she’s sitting on a massive cock, stretched wide, cheeks slapping, and the director orders her to turn so the camera gets her big ass bouncing for the viewers. Sometimes she seems humiliated to the point of breaking, like when she has to strip in a place where anyone could walk in, covering herself badly while someone films, combining exhibitionism with that nasty little thrill of maybe getting caught. Other times she’s the one teasing, giving handjobs under the table during meetings, masturbating in the shower while replaying every dirty thing that happened that day. It’s a mess in a good way, like a fanfic that started as “college romance” and somehow ended with the heroine groped from all sides in a crowded club, half ashamed, half hungry for more. And anyway, I still can’t forgive that one scene where the phone UI in-game looks like a cheap WhatsApp clone, my brain keeps focusing on that tiny detail every time she’s sexting some guy instead of paying attention to the filthy stuff happening in the room.

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.

This one hits that weird spot between horny soap opera and shady crime story, and somehow it works way better than it should. You’re playing this nice-on-surface Yamaguchi husband, but honestly he’s a total piece of shit in the best hentai way. Two families, both freaking out about babies, one guy shooting blanks, one woman with issues, and instead of just going to a clinic like normal people they cook up this “share the dick, share the kid” plan. It sounds dumb when you say it out loud, but inside the game it feels like those old VHS hentai plots where everyone is pretending to be noble while thinking only about who they want to fuck next. The whole “be the wife’s boyfriend” idea is pushed hard: you’re not just knocking up some random MILF, you’re creeping into her daily life, her bed, her phone, her head. One moment she’s a polite housewife pouring tea, next moment she’s choking on your cock, drool on those perfect fake-ahegao lips, and you realize, ah, ok, that’s why this is a mobile game and not on Google Play.

What I like is that the story actually tries. It’s not just click, boob, click, pussy. You get text messages, late-night calls, that slow corruption feeling. She starts off stiff and formal, then the outfits get tighter, the eye contact lasts longer, she “accidentally” brushes your thigh, and before you know it she’s riding you in the room next to her sleeping husband, whispering “don’t make noise” while clearly trying to make you blow in her raw. The 3D CG is that specific horny-asset-store style: big boobs with gravity that kinda makes sense but kinda doesn’t, thick asses tailor-made for doggystyle close-ups, and faces that go full ahegao in a way that would be cringe in anime but here just feels filthy. Scenes don’t stop at vanilla either. There’s a proper femdom mood sometimes, especially when she flips from shy to controlling, sits on your face, presses her foot on your chest, makes you lick her toes clean before even letting you touch her nipples. Footjobs, handjobs under the table, sloppy oral with deepthroat gag sounds, those “I’m married, this is wrong” lines while she’s begging you to cum inside, all that classic pixel-brain porn logic. You even get those interracial vibes when they throw in darker-skinned characters and treat you like the dangerous outsider, which fits the whole blackmail angle that quietly builds in the background. Netori fans will grin, because you’re not getting cucked here, you’re the one screwing up the other guy’s life, taking his wife, maybe his future child, and somehow the game still pretends there might be a happy ending. Plot keeps teasing thriller stuff, like people getting suspicious, doors almost opening during a blowjob, messages from unknown numbers, the kind of tension that makes you keep one hand on the mouse and one on your dick, then forget which one was supposed to be doing what. It’s messy, horny, sometimes stupid, sometimes weirdly emotional, and feels exactly like something you’d hide behind other apps on your phone and swear you only play “for the story” while her big tits bounce on screen for the tenth time in a row.