MC comes back from college, thinks he is just going to crash in his old room, jerk off in peace and pretend to look for a job. Then Grandma pops in with this "old friend" of hers who looks like somebody took every milf / gilf fantasy tag from a porn site and put it into one thirsty woman. She is polite at first, all tea and cookies and "how is your studying", but the game is not subtle. The camera lingers on her tits too long, the way she sits on the couch shows too much thigh, she bends just a little too slow when she picks up something in front of MC. There is this really nice build up where she keeps "accidentally" touching him, brushing his leg, hugging him from behind in the kitchen. You can pretend to be innocent, but the game knows you are watching for that first shower peeping moment, and it delivers that early. You see her soaped up body in the foggy glass, big ass pushed back, tits heavy, and MC arguing with himself if he should keep watching or pull out his dick right there. Of course you do. The masturbation scenes feel kind of clumsy in a good way, like an actual horny college guy back in his childhood room, trying to be quiet while fapping to the sound of water and her humming.

The whole thing leans hard into this "forbidden but somehow wholesome" vibe. She tucks him into bed, strokes his hair, then next scene you are basically doing sleepy groping under the blanket while she pretends to be half-asleep. Some choices push you toward romance, cuddling and soft kissing, and then suddenly there is rimming, anal teasing and her guiding his hand over her soaked panties like she waited years for some real dick. One of my favorite bits is the morning wood scene, she walks in, freezes, but instead of screaming she just sits on the edge of the bed. The whole conversation is about "boys your age" and "you must be so frustrated" while her eyes are locked on his cock. If you play your answers right she ends up wrapping her fingers around it and giving this slow, almost shy handjob, saying dirty things in a calm grandma-friend voice. That mix between caretaker and total slut is messed up in exactly the way you expect from a landlady-style game, just older and kinkier. It goes from oral in the living room while some religious show plays in the background, to full-on groping in public, anal on the couch with a pillow over her face so the neighbors do not hear her, squirting on the bedspread Grandma picked. There is also some light maledom where MC starts taking control, spanking that thick ass, making her kiss his feet and worship his cock like it is the second coming. The game flirts a bit with the whole cheating angle if you read between the lines, she talks about her "late husband" and some hints about past lovers, but it never turns into drama, it stays in this horny bubble where everyone is just very eager to fuck MC.

You have all the usual corruption steps. At first she is shy about showing her nipples, later she is riding him reverse in the kitchen, big tits bouncing while she moans his name and begs for a creampie. There is a pretty hot foot scene where she makes him sit on the sofa, strips slow, then strokes him with her soles, pressing his shaft between her soft feet, licking her thumb and rubbing the tip until he almost loses it. She calls herself a "dirty old woman" and asks him to fill her up, and yeah, you can knock her up if you stick to raw sex and do not pull out. The pregnancy twist actually fits the story because she starts talking about feeling young again, about having "twins" as this crazy fantasy, like her body is trying to fight time using his seed. Some scenes get wild with toys too, like using a vibrator on her clit while she kneels between his legs, mouth full of cock, drool all over. The deepthroat art is a bit uneven here and there, and one lesbian side scene with another older woman is kind of rushed and not as hot as it could be, but it still gives that harem hint, like MC could slowly collect horny mature women from Grandma’s circle. There is light bdsm, collars, a bit of slave play where she kneels and calls him "sir", though it stays on the soft side, more teasing than hardcore. The writing swings between genuinely sweet romance and pure filth, sometimes in the same line. One moment she is cuddling him, stroking his chest hair and saying she is proud of him, next moment she is begging for anal, asking him to spit in her mouth and slap her big ass red. It feels messy, wrong, over the top and way too hot for how silly the basic premise is. You finish a scene with her covered in cum, smiling like a saint who just discovered a new religion, and you kind of hate yourself, then click "next day" anyway.

Main guy drags his ass back from college, broke, horny, thinking life is gonna be boring again, and instead he walks into this super weird domestic porn fantasy that feels half like a sitcom and half like that one filthy subreddit you only open in incognito. The whole setup is normal on paper: small house, quiet neighborhood, "behave yourself, dear," all that soft grandma energy. Then her friend shows up. And she is problem. Not in a "oops my towel slipped" way, more like she knows exactly what his cock is doing under the table and she enjoys watching him panic about it. She plays it sweet, offering cookies and cuddles, then five minutes later she has him hard as fuck from just tracing a finger on his knee while granny is in the next room talking about knitting. It starts slow, like wholesome teasing, almost cute, and then suddenly the same woman is making him lick her fingers clean after she stuffs his face in her pussy and calls it "practice."

What I liked is how the game leans into that whole "standard landlady porn plot but crooked." It has the expected peeping in the shower, sneaky hand under the blanket while someone "sleeps," those early morning scenes where he wakes up with a tent and somebody just happens to walk in and stare a bit too long. Only here the main target is this older friend who looks all classy on the outside, but the more affection points you stack, the filthier she gets. First she just gives him a soft handjob while shushing him, then she starts using toys on herself and making him watch like some obedient slave, then she flips and rides his face, talking about how long she waited for a young cock in this house. It jumps from sweet cuddling on the couch to "open your mouth and take my squirt" so fast that my brain had whiplash and my dick said thank you. There is some light romance sprinkled in there, like she actually cares, then ten seconds later she orders him to cum inside and says they’ll deal with a baby if it happens. Totally normal conversation topic over tea.

At some point the game just stops pretending anyone in that house is innocent. You get lesbian tension in the bathroom when grandma’s friend "helps" with washing, a random footjob under the table while the old lady complains about her back, a secret cosplay outfit hidden in the wardrobe that turns into this ridiculous scene where she pretends to be a strict dom teacher but keeps breaking character to laugh. There is groping everywhere, ass slaps that sound like someone dropping raw meat, titjobs that last way too long in a good way, even this weirdly tender moment where they cuddle after a brutal anal session and she talks about loneliness like it is nothing while he is still leaking cum. Sometimes she goes full femdom, sometimes she just melts and lets him take control, choking her lightly while she begs for creampie and calls him "my good boy" like that’s not the most twisted wholesome thing ever. I wish the game stopped fading to black on a couple specific kinks it clearly teases, but it never will, it just smiles at you and closes the door every time. Also there is one mug in the kitchen that keeps changing color between scenes and it pissed me off more than it should, but anyway, if you push her route hard enough and flirt like a total homewrecker, the house turns into a kind of slow-burn harem disaster where every "innocent" movie night feels like foreplay and you start wondering who is going to climb into his bed next.

Galaxies are dead quiet until somebody tries to blow you up in your own shitty space apartment. That is basically how this thing kicks off. One second your biggest problem is overdue space-rent and a fridge with one sad noodle box, next second the whole building goes up, alarms screaming, and you are crawling out of burning junk with some assassin still trying to finish the job. It feels chaotic in a fun way, not like “cinematic masterpiece,” more like “holy shit what just happened, also I kind of have a boner.” And then your partner is gone. Not dead, not clearly kidnapped, just missing, and everyone you ask acts like they absolutely know something but would rather jerk you off with sandpaper than tell you straight. The vibe is very “galactic conspiracy but also everyone is horny and kind of an idiot.” I liked it. I also hated how often I paused because some girl moaned in my headphones while I was in line at Starbucks, but that’s on me, not the dev.

Sex scenes are where it really stops pretending to be serious. One minute you are arguing with some merc chick over who screwed up the contract, next minute she has you pinned in the cargo bay, riding you slow while still half in armor, visor thrown off, voice actress just going for it. The animations are not perfect, you can see some janky loops sometimes, but honestly the slightly rough look makes it hotter. There is a blowjob in a cramped shuttle cockpit where she keeps glancing up to the starfield while your character is trying to keep the ship steady and failing badly. I had to grip my phone like it was going to escape. Handjobs pop up a lot too, not lazy ones, more like those teasing “I know you have questions about the missing partner but let me stroke you until you forget what you were asking” scenes. And they work. Too well. One dancer in a space-club drags your hands to her ass, gives you a lazy handjob through your pants, and you can choose to be a half-decent human or just pull her into the private room and go fully vaginal, legs around your waist, heels scraping your back. I absolutely went for the worst option. Twice.

What surprised me was how they play the more fucked up stuff next to the comedy. There is this ambush on a derelict station where enemies actually die ugly, blood on bulkheads, one guy basically torn open by some drone, and right after that you end up hiding out in a filthy maintenance room with a sarcastic engineer girl who is still covered in someone else’s blood while she casually jerks you off to “calm you down.” The contrast feels wrong in a good way. The game keeps dropping jokes in the middle of serious scenes, like the main dude cracks some stupid one-liner while he is literally balls deep in an alien officer, her boots pressed to his chest so it lowkey turns into a footjob halfway through. She keeps gasping in this clipped, aristocratic accent, trying to stay in control while he smacks into her harder and harder. Fully voiced, too, so your volume slider will become your best friend if you live with thin walls. The harem angle sneaks up on you, suddenly you realize you have a cynical pilot who likes oral in the cockpit, a shy scientist who lets you fuck her on a lab counter between data scans, and that one crazy assassin girl who uses her feet on your cock first, then sits down on it like it owes her money. And all the while the big mystery of “what happened to Earth” and “where the hell is my partner” is dangling there, but honestly half the time I forgot to care because someone was already on their knees, tongue out, ready to make me forget the plot again. In a good way. Mostly.

This one feels like someone took a horny fashion week, locked it inside a demon brothel and then said “ok, now make it emotional but still fuck a lot.” The House itself is basically a luxury showroom where every corridor feels like a backstage runway right before the models go out, except the models are demons and humans trying to fuck their way to a Hall of Fame. I’m a lingerie designer by job, so I notice stupid things first. The first time you meet one of the girls, the way her outfit tells you exactly who she is before she speaks really hit me. Lace that looks innocent from far, but closer you see it barely hides anything. Straps that look decorative, but they sit exactly where a hand would grab during sex. Superpowers here are not just some menu choice, they feel like extra accessories on a body. Power is styled, not only written. You’re a demon with memories locked away and somehow the story still wants you to care about feelings while also asking you “ok, which pussy do you want tonight?” It should not work, but it kind of does. Or it doesn’t. I can’t decide.

The whole “performer” angle makes the sex feel like a show you’re also directing, not only watching. There’s a moment where one girl is trying so hard to impress you that she holds her pose longer than is actually sexy, like a model freezing for a bad photographer. She keeps her legs open, panting, waiting for your next choice, and there’s this tiny second where you see her doubt slip through the dirty talk. That tiny second is weirdly hotter than the actual vaginal sex that follows. Speaking of that, the game is not shy. Penetration is treated like something serious, not “and then dick goes in, fade to black.” You pick how you approach, how rough, how soft, and her reaction is not just one repeated moan file in your mind. She complains, she teases, she even gets annoyed at you once for stopping halfway and I liked that a lot. No, actually I hated it, because I had to reload to see another option and the menu font is too damn small and now I am angry again. Anyway. The House is all about “who pushes which button” and sometimes that is literal: there are choices that feel like pressing a nipple, or sliding two fingers between lace and skin. The game pretends to care about your mission to save someone important, but every time a girl leans in, whispers in your ear, offers you her throat and her thighs, the whole grand destiny thing disappears like last season’s collection. Which is fine. Or not. I actually forgot to talk about the harem side, but you already know what that means. You start thinking “I’ll stay loyal to this one broken, beautiful demon” and two scenes later you are balls deep in someone else, promising her she is special too. And the thing is, the House believes you. That’s what sticks after closing the tab: all these women styled like living lingerie, each one trying to be your favorite outfit, while you pretend you’re choosing with your heart and not with your cock.