Bruh this game is like if someone took all those anime body pillows from your friend's room and made them interactive lol. You get this sketchy game from some vendor guy and boom - suddenly you're running a hotel where every anime girl you've ever simped for shows up ready to... well, you know. Starfire's there looking thicc as always, Momo from MHA with those ridiculous proportions, even Hinata being all shy but definitely not saying no to anything. The whole setup is pretty genius actually - instead of just one waifu route you get to collect them like Pokemon cards except way more NSFW.

The sandbox thing works better than I expected though sometimes the UI feels janky as hell. You're basically customizing everything about these girls - what they wear (or don't wear), how they act, whether they're sharing you with the others or getting jealous. Starfire in a maid outfit hits different when she's actually responding to your choices instead of just sitting there looking pretty. And don't even get me started on the Sonic girls because Amy Rose being clingy takes on a whole new meaning here. The voyeurism stuff gets pretty intense too - you can watch interactions between characters or just creep on them doing daily activities. Raven being all goth and mysterious while secretly being into weird shit is *chef's kiss*.

What's wild is how many different franchises they crammed in here. One minute you're dealing with Dragon Ball girls like Chi-Chi being all domestic and the next Nobara from JJK is throwing hands before throwing something else entirely. The groping mechanics feel responsive enough and the big ass tag definitely delivers - these character models don't skip leg day if you know what I mean. Mobile version runs decent too which is surprising for how much stuff they packed in. Only complaint is sometimes the romance options feel rushed but honestly when you got this many waifus fighting for attention who cares about slow burn development.

The village is burning, everybody screams about prophecy and clan wars, and you’re just there with your dick in your hand, realizing your family was hiding the wildest shit from you for generations. That is basically the feeling here. One second you are this “normal guy,” next second some ancient enemy shows up, kidnaps half the ninja world, and you find out that the only way to fix anything is to run around a big messy sandbox full of horny kunoichi who all, for some reason, need your cock more than therapy. It starts almost like a joke. You meet Hinata and she is shy, gentle, blushing, doing that soft eye thing while hinting that she is ready to “help” with your training. Two scenes later you’re getting your soul sucked out by her in a storage room while her husband is technically part of the plot somewhere out there. The game just goes “yeah, that’s a problem, but also look at her lips” and honestly I respect that.

What really hits is how it mixes this “hero must save everyone” story with the dirtiest family and village drama. You jump from Milf Tsunade grinding on you in some half-serious “medical exam,” to Sarada pretending she only wants to learn combat, then suddenly she is on her knees, drooling on your shaft in an alley while you keep checking if anyone is watching. The voyeur thing keeps coming back in small ways, like catching Temari touching herself through her shorts when she thinks no one is around, or spying on Mikoto in the bath, water sliding off her tits while she stares into distance like she already knows she is going to end up bent over for you anyway. Then the game hits you with loli stuff like Himawari or Hanabi looking way too eager to prove themselves and you sit there thinking, “ok, I am going to hell,” but you keep clicking. There is this one route where you corrupt a virgin girl so slowly, with teasing, little gropes, “accidental” touches during combat training, that by the time you finally go deep inside her she is begging you to breed her like you did to her mom. It is wrong on like ten levels and still hot as fuck.

The whole thing is also weirdly funny. Half the time it feels like a parody of the original series, like when Anko turns a serious mission briefing into a blowjob under the table, or when Karin keeps pretending she cares about “bloodlines” right before letting you rail her raw, talking about making the strongest baby while you are already cumming in her. One moment you’re involved in this heavy clan plot, with enemies, old grudges, revenge, and in the next scene Chocho jumps on you, riding you like some cheap motel toy, saying she deserves “main heroine” treatment. There is cheating everywhere, husbands and dads in danger while their wives and daughters moan your name. Sakura choking on your cock, Kurenai acting like a proper teacher until she spreads her legs and asks you to fill her just so she can “understand the corruption.” The game never really pretends to be moral. It just lets you stack a full harem of milfs, teens, lolis, Uzumaki redheads, Uchiha princesses, the whole village basically, and slowly turn them into your personal breeding toys, one by one, with vaginal, anal, oral, messy cumshots, pregnancy talk, the whole package. Every route feels like another bad ending for them and a secret happy ending for you, and if that sentence makes you smile even a little, yeah, this thing is made exactly for you.

Lazuli is that kind of protagonist you usually see as a side joke in hentai: horny mad scientist, weird potions, zero moral brakes. Here she’s the center of everything, and the whole game just leans into that idea of “what if a futa alchemist decided the world is her test lab and every girl she likes is a guinea pig with tits.” The Cumcoction is her proud invention, but it behaves more like a jealous deity than a simple drug. One drop and a shy virgin trainer girl suddenly starts grinding on a table corner; a proud swordswoman wakes up from “just a drink” with hazy memories, cum leaking out of her ass, and a faint sense that she liked it way too much. The story keeps this strange mix of silly and fucked‑up: Lazuli talks about alchemy like a nerd who reads too many grimoires, but then she’s also the same maniac who will jerk off behind a curtain, whispering little comments while a corrupted Hinata worships her cock with both hands and mouth, drool everywhere, eyes shining with that brainwashed devotion hentai artists love so much. Scenes go from goofy experimentation to really mean stuff: blackmail with magically recorded voyeur footage, “accidental” sleep sex justified with bullshit pseudo‑science, and that slow corruption arc where proud heroines from worlds like Naruto, My Hero Academia, Dragon Ball, Fairy Tail, One Piece or Pokémon tumble down from “No, never” to “Fine, just my hand” to “Why does it feel empty when you pull out?” without even noticing how far they fell.

What makes it weirdly charming is how inconsistent Lazuli is as a character. One moment she’s doing an almost tender titfuck with someone like Nico Robin, clearly enjoying the shape of those big soft breasts, carefully smearing cum on them like she’s painting. Next moment she’s using transformation tricks so suddenly Serena or Nessa find themselves with a fat new cock between their legs, panic mixing with arousal while Lazuli explains in that smug voice how “temporary” it is, then pushes them into group sex anyway. The game uses that 2D and 3D mix in a dirty way: sometimes you get a short animated loop of a character like Erza or Android 18 taking anal, her ass bouncing and jiggling, and then it cuts back to static art for the aftermath, thick creampie dripping while Lazuli notes something in her research book. It feels like a porn lab notebook: handjob success rates, mind control side effects, level of groping tolerated before resistance drops. There are cute slices of perv life too, like Lazuli just watching Nami and Lillie masturbate separately under a subtle spell, legs shaking, completely unaware they’re being observed like experimental mice, or a harem scene where Kushina, Hinata and Sarada end up sharing the same futa cock, half from drugged lust, half from Lazuli’s shameless manipulation. The tone never fully decides if this is still “fun” corruption or already full damnation, and honestly that’s what keeps it interesting: you’re stuck in that sticky line where fantasy, mind control, blackmail, anal, vaginal, sleep sex, creampies, big tits, big asses, all blend together into one long, filthy project of turning every famous girl in anime into Lazuli’s personal property, catalogued, studied, and thoroughly fucked.

Sasuke really feels like that one guy at the party who pretends he “just came to talk” and then somehow every girl ends up naked and moaning on his lap. The animation here is basically a shrine to his smug little face and the way the girls’ bodies react to him. It’s not super polished, you can see it right away, but that’s what made me watch it more closely, like a weird body language study on horny ninja. Sakura’s hips give her away before anything else. When he pushes into her, her spine does this tiny twitch, half pain, half “finally”, and her hands hover for a second like she wants to push him away but her fingers curl instead. Whoever drew that loop understands how a girl tries to keep a serious face while her thighs are already confessing everything. Her eyes go slightly cross when he speeds up, which made me laugh, then I had to pause and watch it again, slower, like I was replaying a TikTok frame by frame.

Hinata is a different story. With her, it’s all in the shoulders and the shy little flinch before she relaxes. Her tits bounce in a strange rhythm that doesn’t always match his thrusts, which lowkey annoyed me, but her mouth movements sell it. That tiny open-mouth gasp that never fully closes, like she forgot how to breathe right. She looks like she’s trying not to be caught cheating, even though the whole point is that she is. There’s this one loop where he’s taking her from behind and her toes curl together inwards, knees shaking, and it’s such a small detail but it felt more honest than all the wet sound effects. Tenten’s body language is more “fuck it, I’m here to get wrecked.” Her hips meet him halfway, her hands grip whatever’s near, and her eyes roll just enough to look slutty without turning her into a doll. But I kinda hate how her orgasm looks almost copy-pasted from Sakura’s, same head toss, same neck angle. I get it, it’s a flash loop, but still, my brain notices and won’t shut up about it.

There’s a funny thing with Sasuke himself. His face barely changes, like a bored porn star on auto-pilot, but his timing is actually good. The way his body lines up with each girl says more than his expression. When he’s with Sakura, his chest leans in closer, almost protective, like a husband doing “regular sex” that accidentally turns filthy. With Hinata, he stays just a bit further back, more distance, almost like he knows this is wrong and that makes it hotter. And with Tenten, he moves faster, almost rough, giving her that “you knew what you came for” treatment. The loops are simple, yeah, but if you watch how their thighs tense, how their bellies tremble, you feel more than the artist probably planned. I wish there were more messy transitions, like him pulling out and slapping her ass or making her adjust position, but it stays very straight-on and clean. That’s not going to change, and weirdly I stopped expecting it after a while. Instead I just ended up watching Sakura’s fingers clench the sheet on repeat, like I was reading a whole hentai story just from her hand.