You wake up like some discount isekai protagonist, except instead of a goddess you get a smug catgirl perched on your chest, flicking your nose and calling you “pet” before you’ve even remembered your own name. She’s got a tail that never stops moving, ears that twitch every time you stare at her boobs for too long, and this stupidly cute collar that looks harmless until you notice the tiny shock symbols on it. Her “friend” is a floating robot ball with too many lenses and zero shame, scanning your body like it’s doing a hentai route speedrun. It keeps popping up in the worst possible moments, recording things, projecting things, adding “achievement unlocked” sounds when you manage to make someone squirt. The tone is somewhere between horny fever dream and slightly cursed sci‑fi, like someone mashed a harem fantasy together with a broken VR assistant and said: yeah, this is fine.

The game throws you into a sandbox city that feels normal for about five seconds. Then the catgirl drags you to a “training room” that’s basically a BDSM gym. You’ve got stocks, benches, magical glowing restraints that cling to skin like liquid metal, paddles that track “spank combo” count, and a weird high‑tech milking rig that starts as a joke and very quickly is not a joke. She teases you like hell, grinding on your lap, brushing your cock with her tail, then hopping away the moment you’re close because “good pets don’t cum without permission.” Orgasm denial hits early and it hits hard. The childhood friend shows up right when you’re half naked, sweaty, and frustrated. She’s tanned, short‑haired, built like she actually wins wrestling tournaments, and somehow straight up chill about walking in on you pinning the catgirl down. Next thing you know, she’s challenging you to a “friendly” grapple match where you either get your face smashed into her tits or taken down and ridden until you’re begging. She laughs when you lose, but her voice cracks a bit when you slide your hand along the tanlines on her hips and squeeze.

What caught me off guard is how the game keeps jumping from horny clowning to actual weird tenderness. You’re making a monster girl elf blush while she’s chained by glowing runes and calling you “master,” but then she shyly asks if you’d rather go slow and break her hymen properly instead of just ramming her. The robot orbits around you, projecting voyeur scenes like a perv Netflix: group sex in a bathhouse with steam barely covering bouncing big tits, a cosplay café where the maids are locked into orgasm denial belts until closing time, lactation experiments gone “accidentally” wild. There’s this one moment where you use your new powers to freeze time for everyone except yourself and your chosen girl, and it’s romantic for exactly three seconds before you realize you can reposition them, pose them, edge them, spank them, and even line up an anal creampie while the clock is still paused. You feel like a god and a creep at the same time, which is kind of the running joke here.

The pregnancy stuff ramps up once you stop pulling out. The game casually tracks who you’ve filled, who’s potentially knocked up, and then a few cycles later you’re getting messages like “my tits won’t stop leaking, can you help?” and suddenly you’re hand‑pumping milk out of a catgirl while the tan wrestler is kneeling behind you, stroking your dick with one hand and slapping your ass for “motivation.” There’s actual pregnant sex, big bellies bouncing while you go hard from behind, milk spraying when you pinch nipples, and that messed up but hot mix of them being embarrassed and proud at the same time. Sometimes the pacing is weird, you’ll go from spooky hallway with glitchy horror noises and a monster girl creeping along the ceiling to a goofy titfuck scene where the robot comments on your form like a coach. I kind of hated that shift and still replayed the voyeur scenes way too often. Oh, and there’s this tiny bug where the catgirl’s tail clips into her own ass right when you’re about to finish, and now I can’t unsee it. Still kept fucking her, of course.

Look, WaifuHub isn't trying to be some polished masterpiece and honestly that's part of its charm. You're basically playing a sleazy casting director interviewing anime waifus for adult films, which sounds ridiculous until you're actually clicking through dialogue options wondering if Zero Two is gonna strip down or walk out.

The whole premise revolves around this casting couch setup where familiar faces from different anime universes show up at your "studio." One minute you're chatting with Princess Rosalina about her modeling experience, next thing you know Darkness is practically begging for the role before you even explain what kind of movie you're making. Each girl has different personalities that actually affect how the conversations flow - Hinata acts all shy and nervous while Chel struts in like she owns the place. The dialogue system feels clunky as hell sometimes but when Ochako starts blushing and stuttering through her answers, it somehow works.

What caught me off guard was how the game doesn't just throw sex scenes at you immediately. There's this weird buildup where you have to navigate conversations, gauge their reactions, figure out what buttons to push. Some girls need convincing, others are ready to go from minute one. Aqua showed up drunk and horny which made things interesting, while Emilia needed like twenty minutes of sweet talk before anything happened. The sex animations are basic but they get the job done - lots of ahegao faces, exaggerated moans, all that typical hentai stuff. Graphics look like they were made in someone's basement but the character designs are faithful enough to the source material that you'll recognize your favorites instantly. It's janky, unrefined, and probably shouldn't work as well as it does, but there's something addictive about seeing which waifu walks through your door next.

Everything in this game feels like someone took the “wizard school after the war” idea, then slowly twisted it with horny fingers, one scene at a time. You play as this guy who survived the big final battle, and suddenly you’re thrown back into school life, but it’s not really school like you remember from the books. The tone is quieter, heavier, very “post-war hangover”, with ghosts of trauma in the background, and also a lot of naked people in corridors. What hooked me is how slow it starts: long conversations in dim classrooms, walking around the castle, the sense that characters actually lived through shit. They’re tired, bitter, horny, lonely. I like that kind of pacing: you don’t just click twice and boom, blowjob. Sometimes you’re stuck in a talk with Hermione about ethics of rewriting fate, and you can feel she’s half grieving, half curious how far she can push her own limits. It’s hot in such a weird, broken way. And then the next moment she’s on her knees under a library table, and you’re trying not to laugh because the game doesn’t even pretend to be subtle.

The fantasy side goes pretty wild, but in a way that still feels grounded in that “magic school with rules” thing. You get these scenes where elven girls show up as part of some rebuilding exchange program, all proud and formal, talking about treaties, then you click through a few choices and suddenly an elf is jerking you off in a dusty storage room while arguing about wand regulations. There’s a tentacle bit too, of course there is, and I kind of hate that I enjoyed it. It’s not just monster porn thrown at your face. There’s this old forbidden spell experiment under the school, drifting and half-alive, and when it finally touches one of the girls, the writing slows down like it’s describing an unwanted memory that slowly turns into desire. Her clothes peel away like they’re losing a fight, she gets pinned wide open, slick and breathing fast, and the protagonist is both turned on and terrified. It’s fucked up, but not cheap. Then again, sometimes the game feels cheap, like when a serious moment about loss turns into instant tits-out stripping minigame and weirdly clunky blowjob animation. I still replayed that scene three times, so clearly I’m not innocent here. What I keep coming back to is the world-building: the dorm gossip about who fucked a “reformed” dark creature in the forest, staff meetings that hint at old grudges, Hermione pretending to be above it all while letting you slide your hand between her thighs during a “study session”, her voice cracking when you finally push inside her on that creaky classroom desk. The art is rough in places, some faces look a bit off, but somehow that makes the filthier scenes even nastier, like fan art that went too far and never looked back. It’s romantic and soft and disgusting and sweet and stupid, all at the same time, and I keep telling myself I’m here for the time travel plot when I’m clearly staying for the way she moans around your cock during a sloppy blowjob behind a half-broken statue of the founder.

Lewd Lore: Isekai Fantasy starts stupidly simple. Guy dies, wakes up in horny fantasy land, gets powers that are way too busted for someone who clearly just wants to fuck around. But it kind of works, because the game leans hard into the fantasy part instead of pretending it is deep and philosophical. One minute you are joking with some cute monster girl with thighs that could probably crush your ribs, next minute you are using magic in totally irresponsible ways just to see one more ahegao face. The story actually tries to be a story too, not just “click, sex, click, sex”. There are scenes where I was like, ok, I actually want to know what happens next, then two choices later I am watching the main girl ride him so hard the bed should have broken. It did not break, which is unrealistic and I am still lowkey mad about that, but whatever.

The art is exactly that horny 3D style that fits this kind of world. Not perfect, not super “artsy”, but the girls are thick where it matters and the game knows it. Boobs move, asses jiggle, hips twist when they grind on top of him and those small loops during the animated scenes are weirdly hypnotic. There is one handjob scene in a quiet forest spot, with magic lights floating around, where she strokes him slow at first, then faster, while teasing him that he needs to “earn” more of her body. I honestly replayed that more than I want to admit. Then later you finally get full vaginal with her and the facial expression goes straight to heavy ahegao with tongue out, eyes rolled, and it looks ridiculous but in that good hentai way where you just lean back and think “yeah, this is exactly why I am here”. The monster girls are fun too, not just generic “oooh I am monster rawr” types. One of them is shy and strong at the same time, which sounds stupid when I say it, but when she bends over and you see how huge her ass is, shyness is suddenly very optional. Sex scenes with her feel like you are the one being bullied even when the game pretends you are in control. And then the romance bits sneak in between all the filth, catching you off guard, like when a girl grabs your hand after a rough session and quietly asks if you will stay with her. That tiny thing hit harder than some full-on penetration scenes. If you want to squeeze the most juice from this thing, save often, be a degenerate completionist, pick the flirty options even when they look dumb, and never skip the teasing build up, because in this game the best nut usually comes two choices after the one you almost clicked past.