This one feels like someone took a ten–minute horny fantasy scrawled in a notebook in high school, slapped it into a browser game and somehow it works better than half the overproduced “cinematic” porn out there. You load it up and it’s just her right away, Android 18, all smug and bored and looking like she already knows you’re about to lose. Big tits, stupidly round ass, that cold “I’m above this but I’m gonna use you anyway” face that she never had enough of in the actual show. They cranked her body up from “cyborg milf” to “porn mod in Skyrim” levels. She’s got that thick, heavy chest that bounces way too much to be realistic, but honestly, who came for realism here. The game doesn’t waste time pretending to be deep: no long intro, no weird lore, just you, her, and her idea that her ass needs more practice.

The main thing is the assjob, obviously. Everything revolves around those cheeks hugging a big dick that’s just there, like some faceless dude strapped into her personal training machine. You’re basically timing and controlling how she grinds, how fast she slams down, watching how her butt swallows the shaft while her boobs shake on top like they’re trying to escape. It feels more like playing with a short looping animation than a “full game”, but the little bits of control you have make it weirdly addictive. You nudge the speed up, her movements get sharper, the jiggle gets more chaotic, her expression shifts from smug to slightly fucked-out. At slow speed it almost looks teasing, like she’s just warming up her ass for later. At max, it’s like she forgot he’s a person and just uses his cock like gym equipment. There’s this one moment if you keep the rhythm steady where her whole body hits a sweet sync: ass, boobs, hair, all moving in one stupidly hypnotic pattern. I literally forgot to blink watching that, then got annoyed because there’s no tiny sweat details on her back. Yes, I know that’s dumb, I still want it.

Story is basically fanfiction brainrot stripped of excuses. You don’t get a name on the guy, but any Dragon Ball nerd will start arguing in their head “this has to be Goku, no it’s Vegeta, shut up, look at the build.” I kinda like that they never confirm it, like you’re stuck in horny Schrödinger’s Saiyan. There’s this trashy charm in how the whole thing is presented: she’s already modified herself, boobs blown up like she went full pornstar on purpose, ass taking center stage, and the game just leans into that. No romance, no “oh my god what’s happening to my body”, none of that fake shy stuff, just a woman who knows she looks like a hentai figure and uses that like a weapon. The animation itself is rough in spots, some loops clip a bit if you stare too long, and the audio feels like they grabbed it from some old cam porn, which honestly fits the vibe better than clean studio moans. I kinda wish there was one small twist in pacing, like a sudden angle change where you finally see the guy’s face, but at the same time I like that it refuses to be clever. It just throws you in front of Android 18’s giant ass and says, basically, “yeah, this is what you came for, stop pretending otherwise.”

Nico Robin shows up on screen and the whole thing already feels a bit like you opened a horny Newgrounds tab back in the day while pretending to “do homework” on your old laptop. It’s not pretending to be a full game, it’s more like an interactive short porn clip that really loves her boobs and just keeps shoving them in your face. You’re not building some epic romance or grinding stats here, you’re basically clicking through a fan’s wet dream of “what if Robin stopped being the calm archeologist and just went full slut for the artist.” The dude with the mustache is obviously the creator inserting himself, and the game doesn’t even try to hide it. He’s there, behind her, fucking her like he’s been waiting since Skypiea to do this, and honestly it kinda works. It has that “self insert but I’m not ashamed” energy that most hentai artists only joke about on Twitter and then never do. Here he just goes “yeah that’s me railing her from behind,” and lets Robin suck his dick like she’s been bored on the Sunny for too long.

The flow is simple, but the timing of some animations is surprisingly tight. You click, she leans in, lips wrap around that cock, and you get these little loops that feel tuned for jerking, not storytelling. When she’s blowing him, her eyes do this half-lidded thing that actually feels like someone watched too much One Piece and tried to nail her vibe instead of making a random brunette with Robin hair. Then when it moves to doggystyle, her body angle sells the scene more than the facial expression. Her tits sway, ass pushed up, and that mustached guy behind her just slams in while you cycle through speeds like a horny DJ on Spotify. Faster, slower, pause, check her face, go back to watching her boobs bounce. It’s very “I only need one hand to play this” design. The cumshot at the end is stupidly big, all over her body in that classic hentai way, and the facial you can trigger has this sticky, ugly-hot look that’s perfect for fans who like seeing pretty characters get completely messed up. It’s not classy. It’s not subtle. It feels like what a Robin fan makes after scrolling through way too many doujins and saying, “fuck it, I’ll do my own.” And yeah, it’s short and kinda one note, but when you’re watching her choke on that dick and moan while getting nailed from behind, you probably won’t complain about depth anyway.

Tifa in this one feels like that cosplay you swore you'd only wear for a photoshoot, then suddenly you're bent over a con hotel bed with half the room watching. The game is basically just her on her knees in this rough, dirty cave, surrounded by guys who are clearly not here to chat about materia builds. No story fluff, no slow intro, it just throws you right into her sucking this thick cock while others crowd in around her, stroking themselves like they’ve been queuing all day. She keeps looking up with those big eyes, all wet and desperate, and as a cosplayer I kept catching myself going “ok but what kind of push-up bra do I need to get that exact cleavage and still breathe?” which is probably not the intended question, but here we are. The whole vibe is very fan-art-gone-too-far: you recognize her right away, that iconic outfit, but now she’s drooling, gagging a little, spit and cum on her face, and acting like this is exactly what she was built for. And somehow it works. Then suddenly I hate it. Then I keep watching.

The loop format is both hot and kinda annoying, like watching the same TikTok thirst trap for too long. She goes from one cock to another, sliding between them, licking up the shaft, switching angle, you get that classic “stuffed from all sides” energy even if it’s mostly focused on her mouth. There’s this one moment where she pulls back, tongue out, cum dripping off her chin, and still keeps eye contact, like she’s begging silently “who’s next?” That little detail actually hits harder than the big messy finish. And yet they gave one of the guys this super weird shading on his abs that keeps pulling my attention like a bad Photoshop filter. I kept pausing, zooming in, wondering what brush they used, which is the most unsexy thing to do in a gangbang scene, but now I can’t unsee it. The bukkake payoff is nasty in a good way, thick streaks all over her cheeks, lips, even a bit hanging off her lashes, and she still looks up, smiling like a used-up good girl, almost proud. It’s filthy fanservice, nothing deep, but her body language, the way she leans into the hands on her head, the way her throat flexes when she takes him too far, that sells it more than any “plot” ever could. I closed the page, then opened it again.

When the biting cold of the snow-covered street wraps around you, your eyes lock onto a voluptuous girl whose curves defy the freezing air. She’s not just standing there - she’s inviting you into a world where control slips away and every touch electrifies like a shock against the winter’s bite. This isn’t some tame scene; it’s a dark, twisted dance of pleasure and pain, where boundaries shatter and every moan echoes off the icy pavement. The snow crunches beneath her as she moves closer, her skin flushed red against the cold, begging for release and ready to give it all to you. This isn’t about waiting or hesitation - desire floods in fast, raw, and unrelenting, and you’ll understand exactly what it means to crave someone so fiercely you can’t look away. So if your hunger needs feeding and you want to lose yourself in a wild, unfiltered experience where every gasp, every touch, every filthy whisper counts, this is your moment.