You start as Jon, 22, already a fuckup before the game even lets you move. On parole, broke, stuck in this cramped apartment that looks like it smells like old pizza and shame, with a mom that would probably cross the street to not see you and sisters who pretend you never existed. Then it just throws an alien at you. Not some big epic heroic shit, just this weird little creature dropping in like “hey, your life is trash, wanna hunt a brain parasite and maybe not die?” and suddenly you’ve got this thing buried in your skull and a 15 day time loop to play with. That loop is the real filth engine. You mess up, everyone hates you, or you fuck the wrong person at the wrong moment? Reset. You keep your info, they don’t. So day 4 you’re awkward, day 9 you are basically reading their mind, day 13 you are planning exact dialog to get into their pants and still hit story flags. It feels like Groundhog Day if Bill Murray only cared about pussy, parasites and trying to not go back to jail.

The whole school part hits different because you’re not a kid. You’re older, but the world still treats you like the same loser, and you slide into this campus vibe where everyone is either stressed, horny, corrupted by the parasite, or all three at once. Classes barely matter, what matters is who you sit next to and what you already know from last failed loops. That girl you barely got a smile from in one run? Next loop you know exactly what drama she has with her roommate, so suddenly you are the “understanding guy” and five minutes later you’re on her bed, watching her experimenting with another girl while you pretend it’s the most normal thing. Les scenes actually feel like they build from the drama, not just “girls kiss now because porn.” One time I triggered this event where two of them are arguing over some parasite-induced jealousy, and if you say just the right shitty manipulative line, it flips into a nasty makeout session that ends with you fucking one while the other rides her face. And if you say the wrong line, they just storm out and you’re left alone with your dick in your hand and the clock still ticking.

There is something very wrong in how good it feels to use the loop on your own family. Your mom starts as this cold wall of pure disappointment, and the first time you push her too far she just slaps you and throws you out. Reset. Next run, you are careful, a little kinder, a little more helpful, and the parasite stuff gives you excuses to “check on her.” That slow slide from angry MILF energy to her actually leaning on you is nasty in the best way. First cleavage peek when she bends over the table, then “accidental” touches, then she’s in the shower, door not fully closed, and you already know her routine from last loops so you time everything to walk in at the right second. When it finally crosses the line and she lets you fuck her, it’s not sudden. It’s this built-up wrong closeness that makes it feel extra dirty, especially when the game lets you go straight for anal on a later loop because now she “trusts” you more. It hits you like: yeah, I engineered this. Same with the sisters, each with their own attitude. One run you barely get a hug, another run you are double penetrating one of them with an alien toy in her ass while she whimpers “don’t tell mom” and it’s like, bro, the line is not just crossed, it’s vapor.

The sci-fi stuff is not just there for excuse, it mixes into the sex in pretty fun trashy ways. The device in your brain lets you lean into corruption, and some of the parasite events twist people’s personalities to the point where you can set up these crazy swinging scenes. One of my favorite runs, I dropped a hint here and there, nudged jealousy in the right direction, and ended up in this group thing with older women and younger girls in the same house, everyone infected in different stages, sharing you like a toy. There is this one scene where you are in the middle of a messy interracial threesome on a couch, the alien is chiming in your head with dry comments while you go from pussy to ass and back again, and it somehow feels normal inside the loop. You can stack vaginal, anal and oral like you’re doing a checklist, but it doesn’t feel like “achievement unlocked,” more like “I abused time travel to get this exact line-up of wet holes in one evening.” I did wish the simulator parts were deeper at some points, like, the money stuff starts strong and then just sort of exists, but then you’re balls-deep in some swinging scene and forget you were ever thinking about rent. The game keeps doing that. Annoy you a bit, then drop another diseased, looping, taboo fuckfest in your lap and your brain just goes, yeah ok, one more run.

Your dad suddenly decides he'd rather chase dick than milk cows, drops a casual “bye” and vanishes, and the whole spoiled city life just collapses in one afternoon. Your mom drags you back to the family farm, where the wi-fi is shit, the air smells like animals, and the only real entertainment is whatever your cock can get you into. The game really leans into that awkward “too close for comfort” family setup: mom trying to pretend everything is normal, you being way too aware of her curves when she bends over to haul a bag of feed, and all those long evenings in a creaky old farmhouse where the doors don’t quite close and nobody remembers to lock anything. It starts “tame” on the surface, like you just help around the place, but the camera loves slow, hungry pans and those tiny moments when a hand lingers too long or a shirt rides up just enough to make your brain go feral. There is a lot of staring. You catch yourself just watching her ass while she’s washing dishes, or spying through a half open door when she thinks she’s alone and her hand is between her legs, biting her lip and whispering your father’s name but clearly not thinking about him. That part hit weirdly hard. And hot. Mostly hot.

What I liked is how the game weaponizes boredom. City porn is all quick, fast, click-click-nut. This feels more like: nothing happens, nothing happens, you jerk off in the barn because you watched mom suck a popsicle weirdly slowly at lunch, then suddenly she walks in while you’re stroking, and instead of a normal reaction, she just freezes, looks at it, blushes, then pretends she saw nothing and tells you to help her with the hay later. But next scene she can’t keep her eyes off your bulge. That slow corruption, both of her and of you, kind of mirrors old incest hentai from the 2000s where the line between “oops accident” and “I am using your cock as my personal coping mechanism” just dissolves. There is also the younger angle, the shota flavor in how the protagonist is framed, like he’s not really fully grown man but absolutely old enough to be dangerous with a hard-on. It plays hard with that contrast: an older, stressed, needy mother with heavy tits and tired eyes who starts by giving you innocent chores, then at some point starts waking you up with her hand “by mistake,” or letting you watch while she “checks if your balls are developing right, because your father isn’t here anymore.” When it escalates to blowjob in the barn, with hay sticking to her knees and her trying not to gag, you realize the whole farm became just a big porn stage: the milking stall looks like a bondage frame, the tractor becomes a place where you pin her against the seat for a quick handjob, the shower is a narrow space where your “accidental” erections rub against her ass every time she tries to squeeze past. And I didn’t even mention the farm girl relative that shows up once, laughs way too loud, and clearly wants to test if family genes are strong by wrapping her lips around you while her aunt pretends not to notice from the hallway. The animated scenes lean dirty and personal rather than polished, like amateur porn where the camera shakes, spit strings hang from her mouth, and your cum lands somewhere a bit wrong. Honestly, sometimes the humor hits at the same time as the arousal, like when mom scolds you for wasting “precious seed” on the floor, then immediately jerks you again “so you don’t stay frustrated” and stares at the dripping mess on her fingers like it’s the only wealth this farm still has. It’s clumsy, horny, and unashamed of what it wants: you watching, you getting watched, hands and mouths where they shouldn’t be, family pretending they still care about morals while kneeling in the hay with your cock down their throat.

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.

Mike's got one year left before graduation and honestly, the pressure's getting to him. You know how it is - final year stress, college applications, all that shit. But here's the thing that makes his situation way more complicated than your average high school senior: he's living under the same roof as three absolutely gorgeous women who seem determined to drive him completely insane.

The whole setup starts innocent enough, right? Just a guy trying to survive his last year while dealing with typical teenage problems. But then you realize these aren't just any women - we're talking serious eye candy with curves in all the right places. The game doesn't waste time with complex mechanics or confusing sandbox bullshit. It's pure visual novel goodness where your choices actually matter. You pick who Mike talks to, how he handles those awkward morning encounters in the hallway, whether he's brave enough to make a move or just stands there like an idiot. And trust me, some of these decisions will have you sweating more than Mike himself.

What really gets me hooked is how the tension builds up. These women aren't just background decoration - they've got their own personalities, their own reasons for being around, and damn if they don't know exactly how to get under Mike's skin. The teasing is relentless, whether it's catching glimpses of something he shouldn't see or those loaded conversations that could go anywhere. You're constantly wondering if Mike's gonna crack under the pressure or finally grow a pair and do something about his situation. The art style captures every blush, every stolen glance, every moment where the air gets thick with possibility. By the time you're deep into the story, you'll be just as worked up as Mike, making choices that feel way too real for comfort.