Ryunosuke is that kind of uni grad who feels like he skipped the part where life gives you a main quest. No job, no passion, just this blank “ok, now what?” screen. So he screws off to this fake-Italy place, Stivale, thinking it’s going to be wine, pasta, maybe a summer fling. Instead the first real thing he runs into is a fox-eared swordswoman who looks like she walked out of some horny doujin circle: Serena. Big ass, big tits, armor that protects nothing important, voice that’s way too sweet for the shit she drags you into. She’s basically on a holy mission to punch the country’s corrupt government in the balls, and you, with your totally useless degree, end up as her “strategist” or something. In practice that means one second you’re picking dialog lines to sound cool, the next second you’re watching a monster girl pin him against a ruined fountain and grind on his thigh while he tries to pretend he’s still a virgin gentleman. It doesn’t last long. Obviously.

The funny part is how the game pretends to be a serious fantasy RPG half the time. You’ve got turn based combat with little details that actually matter, like whether you blow your mana on a fire spell or save it because you just know the next fight is going to be some corrupted priestess who spends the first two turns teasing and stripping instead of attacking. Fights are basically foreplay with health bars. A lot of enemies are monster girls, some fully beastly, some just ears and tails, and they do not care about your moral purity. You mess up choices, suddenly Ryunosuke is on his back, armor pieces scattered, getting titfucked by a slime girl who reshapes her chest to wrap around him, all while she milks him so hard he ends up creampying her core. Then in another path, if you play it “heroic”, he holds out, turns the fight around, and you get this slow, romantic vaginal scene with Serena later, where she tries to stay in control and then completely loses it the moment he starts actually moving his hips. The game loves that shift from “I’m teasing you” to “ok fuck me properly right now” and it uses it everywhere: oral scenes where he’s awkwardly licking at first, then she’s grabbing his hair and groping her own tits, begging; anal sex that starts with her acting like it’s just some kinky experiment and ends with her panting like a beast as she leaks and shakes. Sometimes there’s groping in public, under a tavern table, sometimes it’s full group sex in a camp after a hard quest, with everyone swapping positions and someone getting a messy creampie while another girl is busy with masturbation in the corner. There’s cheating too, not spelled out like a moral lesson, just choices where you go “ok, I really shouldn’t” and then do it anyway, and the game quietly remembers for later endings. Some routes end with pregnancy, some with you basically a horny legend surrounded by monster wives, some not so nice. The peeing stuff and the light bdsm show up more as flavor than core, like a fox girl sitting on your face and letting go a bit while she rides, or Serena tying your hands before oral and then totally forgetting you’re supposed to be the one in control. Voice acting is all over the place, in a good way: sometimes cute, sometimes way too raw, those little gasps when the tip slips from pussy to ass by accident and she half-squeals, half-laughs. To get the best out of it, don’t rush scenes, let the teasing play out, actually lose a couple battles on purpose, and when a choice looks like it might ruin the “wholesome” romance, click it anyway and see how much of a mess Stivale can turn into.

Game hits you with that cheap jump scare first, like some old YouTube screamer, then suddenly you are just in this tiny bedroom with a catgirl kneeling on your mattress, tail flicking, hoodie half open, like she respawned out of your search history. She talks way too casual for something that was licking your cheek a second ago, and her robot buddy on the desk keeps beeping horny little comments, like ChatGPT but if it was allowed to be a total perv. The vibe is weirdly cozy and fucked up at the same time: lights low, messy floor, VR headset tossed in the corner, browser on incognito, and this girl with ears and a collar explaining that you “kinda accidentally” asked for her during a lucid dream. Then your tanned childhood friend just barges in, sweaty from practice, sports bra under that loose shirt, thighs looking like she can snap your neck, and the game instantly goes from awkward hentai scenario to full “oh no I have to actually choose between them” chaos. Except it does not let you stay pure for long, because the sandbox part kicks in fast.

What sold me is how the lewd stuff slowly crawls from goofy to really filthy. At first it is innocent groping “for data”, the robot telling her to test your stamina, her sitting on your lap casually while pretending it is a “science experiment”, your dark skinned wrestler buddy teasing you by pinning your arms and grinding down “like training mount control”. Ten minutes later you are in this bizarre three way exhibition setup where the robot projects your porn search stats on the wall while catgirl milks you with her tits, long slow titfuck while she purrs and leaks a bit of milk herself if you pushed her down the lactation path earlier. Yes, they actually track that with little stat sliders tucked in your phone menu, same place you manage pregnancy risks and suppression pills, which is so on the nose it becomes funny. You start checking fertility charts with the same seriousness I normally keep for Google Analytics, except here the KPIs are “days until catgirl goes into heat” and “chance that the wrestler gets creampied after shower scene”.

Game keeps mixing cute and messed up like that. One route I picked had the tan friend challenge you to a “submission match” on the living room floor, loser has to obey for the night. I tried to play fair, ended up with my face in her armpit and my hands tied behind my back with a belt. She rode my mouth first out of pure spite, grinding till she actually squirted all over my chin, laughing when the robot measured the splash distance. That same run, later, she made you fuck her from behind in the hallway with the door half open, neighbors’ footsteps outside, her moaning way too loud on purpose so you feel that humiliation creep in while still pumping her full and watching her stomach twitch when she feels the cum spill deep. The catgirl route goes more horror and sci fi if you lean into the superpower stuff: she glitches the lights, pulls some psychic domination, freezes your body mid stroke so she can sit on your cock and edge you, denying the orgasm until you are shaking, then forces a raw creampie where her eyes roll back ahegao style and her belly gives this tiny bump animation after. At one point she makes a clone of herself out of this slimy monster girl goo, and suddenly it becomes a group sex scene with two catgirls giggling while they share your dick between mouth and ass, keeping you right at the limit, the robot counting “denied orgasms: 7” in the corner like some cursed Excel sheet. I kinda hate how the UI sometimes bugs and the text boxes overlap in the most intense moments, but when you are watching an elf cosplay scene where your tanned fighter wears fake ears and gets throat fucked on the couch while the real catgirl records from the wardrobe crack, you just let it slide. Vaginal, anal, oral, handjobs under the table while you pretend to play a horror game, lesbian domination where the wrestler slaps the catgirl’s ass till it goes red and makes her lick your shaft before she sits down on it herself, even a messed up virgin blood fetish joke when you finally break that hymen flag on one route. It is all there, messy, horny, way too raw, like someone dumped their whole tag history into one save file and forgot to clean the edges.

Everything goes to hell before you even click “start”. Dad bailed to some beach with his side chick, robbed half the city, left the house in debt and full of memories that smell like cheap perfume and broken promises. You drag your sorry ass back from college, thinking you’ll maybe crash a few days, fix some paperwork, then vanish again. Instead you walk into a home full of women who remember you very well, some a little too well, and suddenly that “temporary stay” turns into the hottest, messiest, most illegal summer of your entire life. The place is about to be turned into a college dorm, money is tight, secrets are tighter, clothes are optional, and apparently everybody thinks you’re the one who has to “take responsibility”.

What hit me first wasn’t even the sex. It was that weird feeling of coming back to a house where you used to jerk off in silence trying not to wake anyone, and now you’re standing there face to face with that thick, soft, totally out-of-your-league woman you grew up around, and she talks to you like you’re not a kid anymore. The first time she leans over the kitchen table and you get that POV shot of her tits nearly falling out while she asks you something completely normal, it’s like your brain splits in two. One half is thinking “this is wrong”, the other half is screaming “please bend her over the counter right now”. The game leans hard into that tension. Sleepy late-night visits where someone “accidentally” crawls into your bed. A shower scene where you swear the door was locked and then it just… isn’t. A hand brushing your crotch in the hallway, a “joke” grope that lasts way too long, someone sitting in your lap during movie night a little too close, her ass grinding slowly while pretending nothing is happening. It starts as teasing and harassment and then it slowly turns into mutual corruption. You’re not just some horny puppet either. You choose. Who you comfort, who you push away, who you let keep touching you when you should stop them. The story remembers that later. She remembers that. Her sister remembers that too, which gets real interesting when the twins start getting curious at the same time and your pants are already down because of something completely different.

The sex itself goes from sweet to filthy so naturally it almost feels like real life if real life had way more big tits, lactating milfs and zero HR department. One scene you’re just cuddling and talking about how everything went to shit after you left, kissing her slow, taking her virginity soft and careful while she squeezes your hand and tries not to wake anyone in the next room. Next scene you’ve got her riding you reverse on the couch, her big ass bouncing in your face while she milks your cock with her pussy and begs you to fill her up. The POV shots during creampies are stupidly good, especially when you get to see it drip out while she tries to hold it in because she “doesn’t want to get pregnant” and then later there is a whole route where that risk is not just “risk” anymore. If you like oral, there’s a moment where you’re supposed to be studying and she’s under the desk, stroking you, licking the tip, whispering shit in your ear while your messages ping on your phone. There are messy titfucks with cum on her face, footjobs where you don’t even know how the hell you got into that position but suddenly you’re throbbing between painted toes, interracial threesomes where two totally different bodies fight over your dick, and a group scene that feels like the end result of every bad decision you made along the way. Some girls you gently corrupt, others drag you down with them, and sometimes you wake up with someone riding you half-asleep, using you like a toy and pretending tomorrow will still be normal. The voices sell it hard, too. The gasps when you slip it in her ass the first time, the little laughs when she makes you cum from just her hand, the shaky breathing right before she lets you inside without a condom because “just this once”. There are multiple endings depending on who you commit to or if you try to hoard a whole harem like a greedy bastard, and yeah, you can screw up and lose people. That weird ache in your chest when you pick one girl and see another walk away quietly… somehow hits almost as hard as the orgasm you got from her earlier while she was sitting on your face and grinding.

Feels weird to call Parasite Black a “game” when half the time it feels more like some horny, cursed holiday special I accidentally made into a tradition. I’m doing this goofy calendar-board thing on my stream where each day gets a theme, and this one ended up in the “Evil Santa’s Mistake” slot. Fits too well. You’re this poor bastard who survives a suicide mission and comes back with something inside you that really shouldn’t be there, and from that point on Mirnos basically turns into one huge “how ruined can this guy’s body and morals get” experiment. One second you’re plotting turn order in combat, next second you’re watching a milf sorceress ride you while her lactation literally stains the screen and you forget there was a fight at all. Not even joking, I missed a button prompt because I got distracted by jiggle physics and a smug dialogue line about “needing to relieve the pressure.”

What I liked is how filthy moments sneak in sideways. You open the map thinking “ok, sandbox, explore a bit, maybe loot,” and then some corrupted nun-type offers “blessings” that are basically: blow the holy guy, get tentacle’d behind the altar, then end up in a threesome where you kind of lose track who has a dick and who has a spell. There’s futa in there, but it isn’t thrown at you like a big neon sign. It just shows up in the middle of a foursome and you go “oh, ok, that’s happening now,” and it works. Same with the voyeur stuff: I was just checking a room for loot and accidentally triggered a scene where an older queen-ish gilf is getting railed by her guard, and the game straight up asks if I want to watch or join. Picked watch first, because of course I did. Regretted and didn’t regret at the same time. And the pregnancy angle sneaks up too: after enough raw fucking, some characters start talking about “consequences” and suddenly the netori scene you thought was just you banging a guy’s wife has real fallout showing up later in dialogue. That part actually stung more than I expected.

Combat is turn based but not sleepy. You actually think about who to target, where to burn skills, and there’s this fun tension because you know if you win there’s a decent chance the reward is someone stripping, someone getting their ass used, or some monster using your new “gift” in ways that are definitely not approved by any fantasy church. Sometimes fights drag a bit and I just wanted to skip to the anal or the harem event I knew was sitting behind it, especially when some early mobs feel like HP sponges. And yeah, a few routes are more polished than others. You notice it when one milf gets a full animated riding scene with different speed cycles, but the random village girl just gets a quick blowjob loop and a line that reads like a first draft. Didn’t stop me from reloading to see if I could corrupt her more though. Playing on phone is way too easy, by the way. I was on a fake “bathroom break” at work, thumb-tapping through strategy choices and then suddenly there’s this animated tentacle thing spreading a knight’s ass, and I’m speed-hitting the screen like I’m messaging on Telegram so no one walking by hears the audio. Audio that is a bit uneven, by the way, like moans are hot but some lines feel like they were recorded with different mics. Still, when you end up in a harem pile with a big-tits demon, a pregnant ex-priestess and a snarky futa elf arguing over who gets your cock first while the world is literally being eaten around you, you kind of forget to be picky. I just wish the calendar had a “too horny to function” day, because that’s where this thing belongs.