Grief hits different when you come back to a town that already feels a bit wrong. Streets that used to feel small and safe suddenly look like stages, every window a pair of eyes, every corner hiding something that probably wants something from you. Here, you’re the guy who lost his dad and somehow lost his girl in a way that still kinda hurts to think about. Everyone acts like they’re just saying “sorry for your loss,” but you can tell some of them are measuring you, like they’re checking if you’re finally ready to be used. The game leans into that feeling hard. A lot of scenes are tight POV shots, you see what he sees and it makes the voyeur vibe way stronger than I expected. Peeking through doors that are slightly open, catching your mother figure bending over in a thin robe she really shouldn’t be wearing around you, your sister walking from the shower with a towel that keeps “almost” slipping. It plays dirty with that “accidental” exposure, and half the time you know it’s not really accidental at all. The models are full-on 3D with big curves that look like the dev spent way more time on tits and ass than on faces, but honestly for this kind of story it fits. When those scenes shift from sneaky looks to actual sex, the camera stays close to skin, to wetness, to the way she rides you, nothing artistic or fancy, just raw animated fucking, tits bouncing in your face, ass shaking in your hands, heavy breathing in your ears while the rest of the world, and all the creepy supernatural weirdness, kind of melts out of focus.

What makes it feel odd in a good way is how the paranormal side keeps poking through the horny stuff. You’re trying to get your dick wet and suddenly time stutters, lights flicker, you hear a whisper that sounds like Mia but she’s not there. Sometimes when you cum, there is this short flash of something like power, like your body is a battery and sex is the switch, and afterward some character acts different around you, like they remember a thing you never told them. There is at least one moment where you’re spying through a crack, watching a very close relative play with herself in bed, and the scene keeps slipping between “real” and something more like a vision, her eyes glowing for a second, the room changing color, her moans turning into words you can’t quite understand. The game never fully explains it, just trusts you to ride along while you decide if you want to be the good son who resists or the guy who gives in and fucks his way right through the family tree. That choice system can feel a bit messy sometimes, a couple of times I picked an option and the reaction didn’t quite match what I thought he’d say, like the writer forgot what tone that scene had. Still, I kept clicking through on my phone like some horny raccoon going through the trash, especially during those long nights when you wander the house, peeking into rooms, catching your mom’s nipples outlined through her thin tank top in the kitchen, or your sister bent over her desk in shorts two sizes too small. The more the plot about ancient conspiracies and your “destiny” ramps up, the more the sex scenes stop feeling like random porn and start feeling like weapons, or maybe traps, or maybe both, powered by whatever freaky super ability is waking up inside you every time you slide into someone warm and familiar and absolutely off-limits.

Subject 9 feels like somebody smashed a family vacation movie and a very horny biology experiment together, then forgot to add any shame. You’re this early twenties dude stuck in a mountain cabin for three weeks, “relaxing” with your relatives before your great aunt’s birthday, and it takes about five minutes before you realise this is less Hallmark, more Pornhub search history with a plot. The cabin feels small in a good way, like a pressure cooker. Every room is basically a trap for bad decisions. Morning coffee in the kitchen? Someone walks in with a shirt that clearly lost the war against her tits. Late night in the living room? Yoga pants so tight you can basically read the stitching with your dick. You wander around, talk, poke at choices, and suddenly a harmless “check on her” turns into you pressed against a door, her whispering in your ear, and you trying not to blow your load before the camera even zooms in properly.

What hits first is how thick everyone is. Not “oh she’s curvy” but “God was bored and overfilled every slider”. Huge tits, big soft asses that jiggle when they walk to the fridge, the whole family looking like they escaped from the “do not open at work” folder. You get these slow, teasing scenes where a character leans over the sink, top riding up, the curve of her ass just staring right at you. It’s not subtle. At all. There’s this one shower scene where the steam is still hanging in the air and you catch her drying herself, towel sliding down way too slow. She notices you, smirks, and instead of freaking out, turns her back, spreads her feet slightly and really takes her time. That moment right there, with the water still dripping off her nipples and you stuck between “leave like a good boy” and “stay and watch”, that’s when the game shows its teeth. And then later, you start noticing how often people touch him, how hugs linger, how “we’re family” keeps getting thrown around in a tone that is absolutely not family safe. It’s wrong in that way where your brain says “no” and everything south is just clapping.

The wild part is how lowkey the lesbian stuff sneaks in. It doesn’t scream “hey this is girl on girl now”, it just happens. Two of the women chilling in a bedroom, wine glasses on the nightstand, soft music, gossiping about the guys being idiots. You walk past and hear a moan that definitely isn’t from a funny TikTok. Door cracked open, you get a peek: one of them on the bed, shirt pulled up, the other between her thighs, hair all over the place, hand gripping that thick ass like it’s the last thing on earth. You’re stuck in the hallway, hand on the mouse, trying to decide if you barge in or watch from the shadows like complete trash. The best bit is how the game lets your choices twist the vibe. Be a passive little creep? You get more voyeur shit. Start pushing boundaries? People start pushing back in their own fucked up horny ways. Sometimes the pacing crawls, especially early on when you’re just doing cabin chores and flirting that goes nowhere, but when a scene finally snaps, it really snaps. Titfucking on a couch that was supposed to be for “family movie night”, hips grinding in slow motion, heavy breathing right in your ear, her hand guiding you exactly where she wants. It’s messy, it’s dirty, and half the time you’ll click a line of dialogue that sounds normal and suddenly you’re balls deep in a situation no therapist could fix. Honestly the only thing that annoyed me is how often doors magically stay unlocked when it’s convenient and locked when you’re actually trying to be a perv, but that’s just cabin life, I guess.

There’s something a bit wrong with how horny this sequel feels, and I mean that in a good way and a bad way at the same time. The story drops you into this family mess where everyone is way too beautiful for it to be legal in most countries, and the game just acts like that’s normal. You play as the guy in the middle of it, walking around a house that feels like it was built only so huge tits and big asses could have enough room to bounce. You get the blonde with the fake innocent face and a tattoo peeking under her clothes, and then a brunette who looks like she’s constantly judging you but still letting you look. The incest angle isn’t even pretending to hide; the writing kind of tiptoes around the words, but the camera doesn’t. When the protagonist stares at a relative’s chest for that half second too long and the game pauses on it, you can feel exactly what the dev wants you to feel: “yeah, you’re fucked, and you like it.” I kept telling myself I was here to “study character design,” but the way the camera crawls up the blonde’s thighs, stopping right at the edge of the panties, is pure porn logic.

What surprised me more is how the pacing keeps switching between emotional “we are lost” drama and “let’s see how far this guy will go with his own blood.” One scene starts with some serious talk in the kitchen about trust or whatever, and five clicks later you are following her to the bathroom, staring at her ass in that tight skirt like it’s the only thing that exists. There is this one moment where the brunette bends over the couch to pick something up and the protagonist just freezes, and you get this close shot of her ass and the faint tattoo line on her lower back. The game stays there a bit too long, just silent, like it’s waiting to see if you’ll feel guilty. I didn’t. What I did notice though is the sound design is oddly dry. No music in some scenes, only tiny cloth rustles and room noise, and that actually makes it feel more like you’re peeking at something you’re not supposed to watch. But then sometimes there is this generic soft background track like from a free YouTube library, looping weirdly, and it breaks the mood in the worst possible second, right when a hand slides under a shirt. I kept thinking about this instead of the sex scene. It annoyed me every time and I still don’t know why the dev picked that exact track, and I’m not going to get over it.

As a design student, I like how the choices pretend to matter more than they do. You pick between being respectful or pervy, but both paths slowly drag you to the same place: you, the guy, getting more and more comfortable crossing lines with your own family. Some dialog is actually nice, the blonde joking about how “you always stare,” but right after that you get this stiff, unnatural line that sounds like Google Translate on a bad day. The 3D models are honestly hot, even if sometimes their eyes feel dead and the smiles look a bit off, especially on the brunette when she’s trying to look tender. That uncanny almost-kiss expression pulled me right out of the mood. Then again, when she is on the bed, hair spread out and the camera low, focusing on her tits pushed together, I stopped caring about her face completely. The incest tension is constant. Every hallway walk, every late-night scene in the living room, every “accidental” touch has this sexual charge that would make a therapist rich. At one point, you pass by a slightly open door and see the blonde inside, changing clothes. You can walk away like a good person or stand there like a creep. Of course the game rewards the creep. I kind of hate that, but also, that’s the point here. It feels dirty in a very direct way, not playful, not ironic. Just you, a guy, stuck in a house with big tits, big asses, and no real reason not to fuck up your whole family if you click the wrong/right option.

Whole world gone to shit, cities eaten by zombies, and what you get is not some heroic soldier fantasy, but a fucked up little family bunker where everyone is too close, too horny, and way too bored. The game throws you in as the male MC, stuck with your “relatives” in a half-ruined safehouse, watching the world rot from the windows while you juggle food, ammo, and the fact that every woman under that roof keeps walking around in underwear like it’s a normal thing. It starts kind of slow, like a messy point and click management sim: you check supplies, patch walls, send people out to scavenge. At first it feels almost normal, like one of those survival browser games you’d run in a second tab while pretending to work on Slack. Then it begins to twist. The longer you play, the more you notice how often the camera lingers on curves, on that milf’s big ass squeezed into tight shorts when she climbs a ladder, or how your “sister” stretches on the couch while the radio talks about the end of humanity. The horror part is not just zombies scratching at the door, it’s the fact that you start to like the tension.

What really got me hooked is how the corruption doesn’t slam into your face from the first click. It drips. You choose who goes on patrol with you, who showers when, who sleeps where. Little “innocent” choices, yeah? Until one night you peek through a cracked door and she’s masturbating in the dark, trying to be quiet so nobody wakes up, and you get a voyeur scene that actually feels earned. Another run, you push more, tease more, and you end up “accidentally” groping her in a cramped storage room when you both reach for the same box. Suddenly her shirt rides up, your hand stays on her big tits a second too long, and the game just lets that silence breathe. You know that porn game moment when you click once and everything jumps from 0 to full gangbang? This is not that. Here you grind affection, trust, and straight up manipulation like XP. You decide if you want to be protective or a sneaky bastard, if you share rations as reward for oral sex, if you let her go outside wearing almost nothing, turning scavenging runs into walking exhibitionism while zombies groan in the background. There is group sex if you push the corruption hard enough, and some nasty netorare edges too, where you can watch someone else touch “your” woman, and the game just sits with that feeling instead of trying to comfort you. Half the time I was aroused, half the time I was uncomfortable, and weirdly, that’s why it works. It’s rough, a bit clunky, UI looks like it escaped from a porn site in 2012, and I still kept a tab open in Chrome all week, min-maxing food and morality while the family slowly forgot what real society was and started using each other to stay sane. Or insane. Whatever. Just remember: in this wasteland, survival is numbers, sex is a resource, and privacy is completely dead.