Lara looks like she’s walked straight out of the older Tomb Raider games, all smug and sure of herself, tight top, short shorts, that stupid little smirk that says “I’m in control.” Yeah, not here. Here she’s lost in the jungle, wet from the rain, mud on her legs, breathing a bit faster than she wants to show, and you come in like some fake hero with a hard-on and a bullshit story. The whole thing feels twisted in a pretty hot way, because the game really leans into the humiliation. You’re not some romantic guy. You basically gaslight her and sweet talk her at the same time, telling her it’s “for her own good,” that you need to check her body for injuries, that she should undress, that she should “relax her muscles” while your cock is already pushing inside her. It’s fucked, it’s dirty, and they know exactly what they’re doing.

The best part is that slow build where she still tries to act like the famous archeologist, trying to keep dignity while you just push her deeper into this mess. One moment she’s arguing with you, saying it’s not necessary, that she’s fine, and the next moment you’ve got her pinned against a tree and her tits are out, nipples hard and bouncing with every rough thrust. There’s this little pause when you start fucking her from behind, and she looks back with that confused, half-angry, half-turned-on face, and you realize the game is really about that exact expression. She keeps talking like she hates you, but her body is already giving up. The moans start slipping between the insults, her legs start to shake a little, ass pushing back on your cock even as she mutters that this is wrong. That shift, from proud Lara Croft to your personal cum dump in a jungle clearing, is way more satisfying than it should be. And kind of disturbing if you think too much, so yeah, don’t.

Then there’s the whole condom trick. Game just straight tells you your real goal is to fuck her raw and fill her. It’s not about “have sex with Lara,” it’s “knock Lara the fuck up without her noticing.” You roll the condom on, thrust into that tight pussy, and the whole time you’re looking for the right moment to pull it off. You feel like an absolute bastard, and the game clearly enjoys making you one. She’s riding you, bouncing on your cock, sweat and mud on her skin, hair sticking to her face, and you’re trying to time it, sliding the rubber off while she’s too busy moaning and grabbing your shoulders. The dirty talk doesn’t help; she starts begging you not to cum inside her, which just makes it hotter when you finally slam her down, hold her hips, and blow a thick load deep into her unprotected pussy. The creampie is messy, you see it leaking out around your shaft, and she’s panting, clueless that you just bred her on purpose. They even tease that she’ll walk away later, still thinking she “escaped” with her honor, while your cum sits warm in her womb, doing exactly what you wanted. Kind of like those porn memes where the bad ending is actually the best part. It’s cruel, it’s cheap, it’s kinda trashy. I kept telling myself “ok, this is too much” while still going for another round just to watch that cock disappear in her ass and pussy again and again.

Lara is already a walking fetish for half the internet, so seeing her dropped into this tiny horny forest scenario actually felt weirdly on-brand. She’s not raiding temples here, she’s just tired, lost between some samey trees, and you show up as exactly the kind of guy who would have an entire folder of her on his phone. The setup is dirt simple: she’s stranded, you’re the creepy fan who’s been stalking her route, and somewhere in your pocket is the magic code that calls in a helicopter. No big tomb puzzle, no ancient artifact, just one very modern trade: if she wants out, she has to make it worth your while. It’s all focused on that one dirty little power imbalance. She’s the famous adventurer with big tits and tight shorts, you’re the nobody with signal on his phone. The game leans into that hard, like fanfiction that escaped a DeviantArt page and accidentally learned how to be interactive.

What I liked is how direct it is. No fake morality, no “are we the bad guys?” monologue, just clear horny logic: she’s exhausted, she’s desperate, and you have leverage. The forest background barely changes, but it kind of helps. Feels like you both slipped out of the real Tomb Raider story into the sleazy hidden route you’d never see on Steam. The core scenes hit all the expected Lara fantasies: her big boobs framed in that tight top, that ass bending over when she’s “checking the map,” that moment where she stops arguing and her face changes from annoyed to calculating. You get a couple of choices that change how rough or cocky you act, but it never goes full branching route. It’s more like you’re nudging the vibe of one scene instead of choosing a whole storyline. There was a moment where she’s on her knees, mud on her legs, hair messed up from running through the jungle, and the game lets you pause just a bit longer than feels comfortable. That one beat, where she’s waiting for your answer, kind of sold the whole thing to me. And yeah, the tits look great, big and soft and a bit exaggerated, like someone drew them from memory using one hand.

I do wish they did something slightly smarter with the “password” idea. They set it up like there could be a twist, or maybe a fake-out where you never had the code at all, but no, it’s just your horny ticket out. At the same time, that dumb simplicity is part of the charm. It feels like one of those old browser games you found by accident in an Internet Explorer window behind a minimized homework tab, where nobody cared about deep systems, they just wanted to see Lara kneel and suck cock. The pacing is strange in a good way: it rushes you through the setup, then suddenly lingers on the blowjob, then speeds through the ending like it just remembered you probably need to clear your history. I played it on Chrome, alt-tabbing between this and Telegram, and every time a notification popped up right as Lara went down on me, I thought: yeah, this is exactly the level of shame this game is built for. There’s a small issue with how the text sometimes overlaps her chest and makes it harder to, you know, properly enjoy the view, and it annoyed me way more than it should, but I just kept going and never actually tried to fix it. In the end, you punch in the code, the chopper gets called, and she’s there with that “am I really doing this for a ride?” look on her face while you use her one more time like she’s just another dirty secret between the trees. It’s trashy, rushed, kinda janky, way too horny for how short it is, and it feels exactly like something a sweaty Lara fan would hack together after binging porn on their lunch break.

This one feels like somebody took an old-school fanfic from a shady Tomb Raider forum, smashed it together with a cheap VR porno and then just said “yeah, that’s a game now”. You’re basically parked right in Jeeves’ head, watching this cranky, horny old butler finally snap after years of picking up Lara’s muddy boots and pretending not to stare at her tits while she stretches in the hallway. He’s done bringing tea, now he brings dick. The whole setup is so wrong it circles around and becomes hot again. You see Lara still in her explorer gear, dusty thighs, guns at her sides, acting all proud and annoyed, but the camera keeps dropping low, like it’s got its own dirty mind, staying on her ass and those tight shorts that everybody remembers from the PS1 days. She’s talking down at him like always, and you can almost smell that “rich girl who never says thanks” attitude, until suddenly he corners her against some random stone pillar in the manor and the whole power balance just flips.

The first time she goes down on him is the moment the game finally clicks. That awkward second when she realizes he’s not joking, her voice cracks, then boom, she’s on her knees, those big lips wrapped around a cock that really has no business being that hard at his age. Camera sticks close, proper POV, teeth almost brushing, spit on her chin, mascara slowly starting to lose the fight. You tilt just a little and you get that view all horny cosplayers try and fail to copy in hotel rooms: Lara’s ponytail bouncing while she struggles to deepthroat without gagging too much. She tries to keep that icy personality, rolling her eyes, acting bored, but every time you push her deeper you get that tiny panic sound from her throat that breaks the act. And then he pulls out and blows a thick facial all over that perfect explorer face, cum dripping on her nose and lips, and she looks up, angry and humiliated, then still opens her mouth to swallow the last drops because she “doesn’t want to waste it”. Zero logic, 100% porn logic, which is the good kind.

Later, when you finally bend her over, the manor suddenly feels very small. The short shorts come down way too slowly, like the game wants you to really memorize that ass. Doggystyle with Lara was basically half of DeviantArt for a decade, so seeing it here with actual thrust control, watching her back arch every time you slam her pussy, almost feels like some weird prophecy was fulfilled. The switch from pussy to anal happens with almost no prep, which in real life would send her to the hospital, but here she just gives this pissed off growl and then tightens around him like she’s trying to crush his dick. You get this rhythm going, slapping sound echoing off the stone, her tits swinging under her, and every few seconds she jerks her head back to scream and the ponytail whips across her sweaty shoulders. There’s this one moment that sold me: you’re pounding her ass, she’s a mess, tears at the corner of her eyes, and she still tries to spit an insult at Jeeves, calling him “the help”, and he just answers by grabbing her hips and blowing a creampie deep inside, then holding her there so it all stays in. She shakes, whimpers, you watch it leak when he finally pulls out, then he smears the mess along her slit with this slow, evil satisfaction. The only thing that annoyed me is the way her moans sometimes loop like a broken TikTok audio, pulls you out of the fantasy for a second, but then she looks back over her shoulder, cheeks flushed, cum on her lips from when you made her clean your cock with her mouth after, and you kinda forget you wanted to complain.

Lara shows up here already tired of everyone’s bullshit, which is kind of perfect, because this little “adventure” doesn’t even pretend to be about archaeology. Yeah, there’s a Lost City, a big mysterious Gate, some ancient destiny that probably has a PDF somewhere, but the game basically says: forget the ruins, watch this proud, sharp, muscular woman get backed into a corner and then dragged all the way into filth. The whole thing plays out like one long, dirty negotiation where Lara starts fully in control, jaw clenched, arms crossed, ready to shoot this Guardian in the balls, and ends up letting him use every part of her because that’s suddenly the most “efficient” way to proceed. You click through her choices, but it never really feels like she’s a victim in a simple way. She argues, tries to outsmart him, pushes back with that very classic Croft arrogance, and then slowly you see her switching from disgust to this annoyed kind of arousal she does not want to admit.

What sells it is the CG focus on small shifts. At the start, her face is all tight, eyebrows pulled down, body posture screaming “fuck off” while she’s forced to kneel. The Guardian keeps pushing the terms higher: first just touching, then oral, then making her strip and pose like a cheap idol in front of the Gate she came to conquer. You get these frames where her mouth is busy on his cock but her eyes are looking up with pure hatred, and the next scene that hatred is mixed with something way softer that she would definitely shoot you for naming. The domination angle doesn’t go subtle. He pulls her hair while she’s choking on him, slaps her ass until it’s red, makes her hold humiliating positions with her legs spread while he “checks” if she is ready, like she’s another artifact to catalog. It’s rough, sometimes almost too clinical in how it shows penetration from angle to angle, close on the stretching, on her dripping, on his hands pressing into her skin hard enough you imagine bruises later.

But in between the hardcore stuff, there are these weirdly funny bits, almost by accident. Lara is trying to keep some dignity while spitting cum off her tongue and still corrects him on the name of the ruins. There’s this scene where she’s pinned against the Gate, getting absolutely pounded, and she still tries to negotiate for a better deal, like “fine, you can fuck my ass, but then you open it fully” and he just laughs and pushes deeper. The adventure vibe is there, but twisted: the Gate lights up not when she solves a puzzle, but when she gets used in just the right way, covered in his mess, panting, eyes unfocused. You click to the next screen, expecting some epic reveal, and instead the game lingers on the Guardian using her again, as if the Lost City is just an excuse for one more position. Her body becomes the key, literally, and by the time the final scenes hit, it’s hard to tell if Lara is still pretending to submit for strategy or if she’s honestly getting off on being turned into his personal treasure, fucked hard against the stone she came to explore, moaning like the gate itself is echoing her.