You start off just trying to get some relief, you know? That kind of desperate, sticky frustration that makes your brain hum like bad wiring. Then something answers. Not a god, not an angel - something way hotter, way less holy. A demon girl with eyes that look like they’ve seen every filthy fantasy you’ve ever had and decided to make them real. From there, it’s chaos in the best way. You’re suddenly the “master,” but the power feels slippery, like it’s always one moan away from turning against you. The game doesn’t waste time pretending to be deep - it’s raw, horny energy wrapped in weird magic and crossover madness. Helen Parr’s thighs shouldn’t move like that, but they do. Marin Kitagawa giggling while she calls you “senpai” right before she wraps her feet around you? Yeah, that happens.

The summoning thing is half ritual, half porn logic - sometimes you get a succubus, sometimes you get a superhero mom who looks way too flexible for her own good. I kept expecting it to get repetitive, but every scene finds some new angle on control or surrender. The foot stuff is everywhere, like the dev just couldn’t help themselves (I’m not complaining, just saying). There’s this one bit where Azula goes from smug to begging, and it’s so perfectly wrong it made me pause the game just to breathe. The AI art sometimes glitches - extra fingers, weird eyes - but somehow that makes it hotter? Like it’s too much desire for the screen to handle.

It’s dirty, it’s messy, it’s the kind of game you play when you want to feel owned and powerful at the same time. I wish there was more sound design, more gasps and sloppy noises, but maybe that’s for the next update. Or maybe I don’t actually want it fixed; part of the charm is how it feels like a fever dream someone coded during a horny breakdown. Anyway, if you ever wanted to see Aunt Cass milk a demon cock while Raven watches with that half-bored, half-turned-on face - well, this is the kind of unholy playground you were praying for.

First time I booted it up, I honestly thought it was a meme. Like, someone named the organization B.O.O.B.I.E.S and expected nobody to laugh? But then an hour later I’m sitting there, spreadsheet open on the second monitor, tracking affection points for Gwen, Mavis, and that redhead mermaid who keeps pretending she doesn’t know what a phone is. It’s ridiculous and hot in a way that shouldn’t work but kinda does. The dialogue swings between dumb superhero banter and straight-up filth, and I mean that as a compliment. I’ve seen fan mods with less confidence than this game’s writing. One moment you’re negotiating “housing arrangements” for displaced heroines, next moment you’re knee-deep in a scene that makes you forget what you were even doing before the moaning started.

There’s something about the way it mixes parody and sincerity that messes with your brain. Like, you’ll be laughing at Spider-Gwen scolding you for staring too long, and then the next click she’s on her knees, and the sound design goes from goofy to… way too real. I tried playing it on the train once (don’t), and when Cammy showed up in the gym sequence I nearly dropped my phone. The sandbox part is weirdly addictive - not because of the management stuff, but because you keep unlocking new rooms and wondering who’s gonna show up next. Mavis has this scene in the shower that’s half romance, half fever dream, and I had to pause just to check if my stats were bugged or if she really said that line about “feeding on affection.”

Also, small rant: the affection meter sometimes resets if you skip too fast, and it made me lose two hours of progress with Helen Parr, which is honestly cruel because that woman’s animations deserve a medal. But yeah, I keep coming back anyway. It’s messy, horny, self-aware, and somehow the most human thing I’ve played this month.