Pokestars is basically what happens when someone looks at the old anime and goes, “yeah but what if they all wanted to fuck the trainer instead of chase badges,” and then actually commits to the bit. You’re this dude who somehow lands in this luxury pokemon training resort that’s less about ranked battles and more about which girl you’re making moan behind the stadium later. It’s played like one of those point and click dating sims where you bounce between locations on a map, poke on stuff, poke on girls, poke on buttons, in that order. May, Misty and Dawn are the main stars here, and they’re not subtle. First time you meet Misty she already has that “I’m gonna test you” energy, except it’s not a gym test, it’s whether you can keep up with her mouth while the battle scoreboard is still flickering in the background. It’s funny because the game pretends to care about rankings and resort rules, but after like ten minutes you’re mostly just planning who you’ll fuck in which corner of the map and if you can trigger another animated scene before clicking through the dialog you half read.

What I liked a lot is that it doesn’t waste too much time teasing without payoff. You win a fight? You’re not getting a high five; you’re getting on your knees or putting her on hers. There are full-on oral scenes where you literally watch her head move, with voice lines that are not studio-perfect, but that kinda makes it better, feels more like a weird fan project that got horny and never stopped. Vaginal scenes too, with those 3dcg bodies pressed together and enough motion to not feel static. Sometimes the moans don’t sync perfectly with the thrusts and it made me laugh, but I still didn’t skip it, so whatever. The resort itself works like a hub: pool, rooms, arenas, those spots you click just to see if someone’s there to jump your dick. You get some dating sim flavor on top of it all, little choices in dialog, giving attention to one girl over another, pretending you care about who has the strongest team when you’re actually just angling for a threesome later. There’s even this moment where Dawn corners you in a hallway after a match, her voice goes low and you can hear the slight echo like they actually thought about the room, and suddenly she’s on her back on a bench, panties around one ankle, you pushing in while she still has her gloves on. That kind of detail is the thing that keeps you clicking “next” even when a line of text is kinda cheesy.

The voiced parts are the big hook and also the thing that sometimes makes it feel janky in a good way. May has this cute, eager tone when she goes down on you, wet sounds and breath mixing, but then every once in a while a line sounds like it was recorded in another room or on a different mic. It pulled me out for half a second and then there’s a close-up of her lips sliding down your shaft and suddenly I don’t care anymore. Harem angle is strong too, not just one-on-one stuff. You get those scenes where two of them tag-team you, one sucking while the other rides, like a porn parody that forgot to blur anything. And the point and click side makes it feel a bit like a scavenger hunt for sex; “if I go to the resort hot springs at this time, will Misty be there? Will she be naked already? Can I trigger that one scene where she sits on my face first and then demands I pound her right after?” Sometimes the pacing drags and you’re just clicking through resort menus looking for the next bit of action instead of actually doing trainer things, but then the game throws another animated fuck sequence at you and your brain forgives it instantly. It’s not classy, it’s not subtle, it’s literally fan fantasy turned into a horny resort simulator, and yeah, it works.

Everyone tells you college will change your life. In this one it changes before you even unpack your damn suitcase. You’re this clueless freshman, half horny, half anxious, dragged into a house party hosted by Devin, the kind of guy who somehow knows everyone on campus by day two. The place is the usual student chaos: solo cups everywhere, some shitty playlist on loop, people grinding in the kitchen for no reason. And right in the middle of it, someone pulls out a bottle and suddenly the whole night turns into one long “how far will you go if everyone’s watching” test. Nothing hardcore at first, just little dares, stupid teasing, that slow, annoying build where you keep thinking “ok now someone is finally going to take something off” and then they chicken out. Or you accidentally click the “wuss” option because your finger slipped on the phone screen and now the whole room is laughing and you kind of deserve it.

The game feels like you’re poking around a messy Instagram story you can actually control. It’s point and click, yeah, but it’s more like reading horny chat logs that suddenly turn into choices you’re not ready for. You creep through rooms, find people alone on balconies, half-dressed in bathrooms, making out in dark corners, and you get that voyeur vibe going strong. Like that moment you walk in on two girls arguing over a dare and one of them is already topless, arms crossed over these huge tits that the artist clearly loved way too much, and you’re just standing there pretending you were totally looking for the fridge. The game lets you lean into that creeping, makes you peek around doors, hover your mouse where you shouldn’t, check a mirror to catch reflections of someone stripping in the other room. It’s a “no actual sex yet” kind of ride, but they push groping and grinding and clothes coming off so close to the edge that you’re basically begging the story to misbehave. There’s romance too, in that messy party way: you flirt with one girl, tease another, accidentally walk in on some interracial couple making out on the couch, and the game just shrugs like “you want to join or what.” And then suddenly it’s asking you to choose who you really want to impress, even though you kinda want them all, because harem brain hits fast when you’re a horny freshman with zero real-life experience and too many options.

What I like is how the text keeps clowning on you. You choose the “smooth” line and the narration throws shade like “wow, you really said that.” The humor is dumb, self-aware, a bit trashy, and the AI CG girls somehow look both cute and a little uncanny at the same time, which accidentally fits the whole awkward college vibe. Big asses in tight jeans, short skirts that are just waiting for some drunken exhibitionism dare, that one shy girl who turns into total chaos when someone suggests stripping for “equality,” and the way the game slowly corrupts your choices. At first you play nice, you’re empathetic, you worry if someone is uncomfortable. Later you’re clicking on options like “keep staring” and “touch her ‘by accident’” and pretending you’re still a good guy. You’re not. You’re the dude who learns the timing of the bottle spins to aim it at the girl you want to undress, the dude who checks the patio window just to catch someone grinding in the dark. It’s messy, horny, text heavy, more teasing than payoff, like one very long party that never quite ends in a bedroom, but you stay anyway because every new spin of the bottle might finally cross that line you want it to cross. Or maybe you just want to see who drops their clothes next. Same thing.

New semester, new city, new life, right? Except Tokyo in this game feels like it woke up horny and slightly cursed at the same time. You arrive as this pretty normal college guy, bags still half unpacked, already distracted by legs in short skirts on the train and neon lights outside, and then weird shit starts happening. News talks about strange incidents, people whisper, the air feels a bit off, and out of nowhere this mysterious girl shows up in front of you like some kind of fantasy glitch in reality. She looks like trouble and salvation mixed together, and of course your dick is the first part of you that wants to trust her. Classic. From that point, it’s less about classes and more about how many girls end up in your bed, on their knees, or under you, while the city quietly goes insane in the background.

The whole thing plays in this third person world but constantly feels like POV when the sex starts. Camera goes right up close when she’s sucking you, tongue sliding over the tip, hand working your shaft, cheeks hollowing, spit shining everything. Then it shifts, and suddenly your view is basically her eyes rolling back while you push deep inside her, hips slapping, skin shining with sweat. The 3D style here is actually weirdly expressive. Not “realistic” in that creepy plastic way, more like someone really liked watching porn in slow motion and decided to make a game out of those frames. Tits bounce properly when you fuck them from below, bellies tense when you shove all the way in and stay there, and when you pull out to have that messy creampie drip out, it looks... sticky enough that you kinda want to pause and stare. I caught myself doing that too long once, forgot what button I was supposed to press next. Not proud, but also yes, a little proud.

What I like is how the harem side sort of grows around you without feeling like a checklist. You go from awkward “hi, I’m new here” chats to having girls in your tiny Tokyo room, panties half off, trying to keep their moans quiet because the walls are thin and the neighbor probably already hates you. One moment you’re talking about homework, next moment she’s on your lap, grinding on your cock through your pants, whispering that she shouldn’t be doing this and then doing exactly that. Vaginal scenes have this nice rhythm, not just quick pump, fade to black. You can see their faces shift from shy to needy to that fucked dumb look that never gets old. Oral is lovingly animated too, which tells me the dev has their priorities right, even if the sandbox parts feel a little clunky sometimes and the navigation through Tokyo areas is like using Google Maps drunk. Also, romance is here, surprisingly soft at times: hand-holding on a bridge at night, girl leaning on your shoulder, then five minutes later you’re pushing her against the railing and filling her up while the city lights blink behind her. It doesn’t always make sense, some side events feel random, and I swear one of the “mysterious incidents” is basically just an excuse to show a girl in torn clothes, but honestly? When a fantasy setting gives you a warm, wet pussy wrapped around you and a choice to stay in or pull out and paint her stomach, logic becomes a little optional. Tokyo can fall apart, as long as she keeps whispering your name when you empty yourself deep inside her.

Fapno Island is one of those horny reality-show setups where you go “ok sure, I’m absolutely not here for the story” and then ten minutes later you actually care which girl is mad at you. You’re the only dude dumped on this sunny island full of cameras, stuck in a stupid “don’t bang anyone for five nights” challenge that nobody on earth would win. Every corner has a lens watching you, every girl is in some kind of tiny bikini that’s basically just a suggestion of clothing, and the whole thing feels like those trashy late-night TV shows, but with way more skin and way less shame. There’s this constant vibe of “you’re not supposed to do this” that actually makes the sex scenes way hotter than they have any right to be, especially when you start figuring out where the blind spots are and how far you can push things before the show runners catch on.

The girls themselves are a good mix of types without feeling like a boring checklist. You’ve got the playful blonde who knows exactly how to sit on your lap and grind on you during some pretend innocent pool game, the quiet brunette who acts shy until she’s riding your face on the couch while the others are “asleep” nearby, the one that pretends she’s only here for the fame but keeps sneaking off to jerk you off behind the villa bar when she thinks the cameras are looping. It’s not just “click scene, watch boobs” either. You’re choosing what to say, where to sneak, when to risk groping under the water while some drone cam buzzes overhead. One of my favorite stupid moments was when I was supposed to behave during this “group massage” event, trying not to pop a boner while soft hands slide over my chest, then suddenly one girl leans down, whispers in my ear, and next thing I know she’s slowly stroking me under the towel while keeping eye contact like she’s testing how far I’ll go. I almost failed the whole challenge right there.

Sex-wise, it doesn’t chicken out. Once you break the rules with a girl, it goes from teasing to full-on “we’re fucking like rabbits before the producer comes back” energy. There’s frantic blowjob scenes in dark storage rooms where she tries to keep you quiet, messy facials in the shower after a “beach cleanup” event, that classic “I’m still a virgin” line turning into you pushing in slowly while she clings to you and bites your shoulder. Some of them are total teases at first, using titjobs and grinding over your crotch to wind you up, then later they’re bouncing on your dick, moaning loud enough that you’re sure someone heard. There’s a voyeur angle too where you can catch two girls going at it when they think no one’s watching, one of them straddling the other’s face on the bed while the camera outside the door can’t quite see inside, and you’re just standing there with a hard-on, debating between being a gentleman or just pulling your cock out and jerking it like an animal. The only thing that annoyed me was one tiny UI sound that plays every time you switch spots on the island, it got under my skin for no good reason and I kept thinking about it even during a really nice anal scene in the beach cabana. Anyway, if you like the fantasy of “I shouldn’t be doing this but I’m absolutely going to”, Fapno Island nails that messy, horny reality-show chaos with enough lewd variety that you’ll probably end up picking a favorite girl, swearing she’s the best, and then betraying her thirty minutes later when someone else sits on your face.