You wake up in the middle of a place that’s half memory, half wet dream - the Soul Society twisted into something far less noble. Everyone looks familiar but wrong, like they’ve been peeled out of their uniforms and dropped into your fantasies. Rukia gives you that icy glare that somehow makes you harder, Rangiku leans too close when she talks about “duty,” and Yoruichi moves like she knows every nerve in your body already belongs to her. The game doesn’t waste time pretending it’s about honor or leadership; it’s about power, and how easily it melts when someone whispers your name while stroking your cock under the desk. You’re supposed to be the new commander, but half the time you’re just trying not to lose control while captains argue over who gets to “train” you next.

What hits different here isn’t just the sex scenes (though yeah, they’re filthy as hell). It’s how the choices twist things - one moment you’re punishing a disobedient subordinate with ropes and toys, the next you’re the one begging for release while Unohana’s calm voice tells you to endure. The writing has this strange rhythm: part parody, part genuine lust, like the devs couldn’t decide if they were making fun of hentai tropes or worshipping them. And maybe that’s why it works. When Hinata shyly offers herself as a peace gesture between worlds, it’s absurd, but then she moans your name and suddenly you forget to laugh. There’s voyeurism, there’s domination, there’s that weird line between love and control that keeps getting blurred until you stop caring which side you’re on.

It’s messy, inconsistent, and sometimes the dialogue sounds like it was translated twice through Google, but somehow that fits. This world shouldn’t feel clean. It should feel sticky, desperate, alive. You’ll come for the fanservice, stay for the chaos, and probably end up questioning why watching Tsunade pin you down feels more spiritual than any boss fight ever did.

Guy inherits a crappy old apartment building, thinks he is just going to collect rent and clean clogged pipes, and suddenly the place starts acting like it has a dirty mind of its own. That is pretty much the energy of My Place Is Cursed. You play this dude who moves into his grandfather’s place as the new manager, and the building kind of… watches you. You walk down the hallway, lights flicker, doors half open on their own, you catch glimpses of skin from gaps that are probably not “accidental.” It feels like the walls are trying to cockblock you and help you at the same time. One moment you swear some ghost is messing with your phone, next moment the “curse” basically hands you a view of a tenant quietly touching herself in her room with the curtains very not closed. The whole thing is like those late night porn banners that somehow know exactly what you like, but here it’s a haunted house with rent contracts.

What made it hit me a bit is how it feels kinda like those early browser porn games I tried in high school on Internet Explorer, with pop-ups everywhere and flash player crashing, but sharpened up and actually animated. The dev clearly loves big curves, because the first big event that stuck in my head is when you “check on a water leak” and this tenant opens the door with a towel barely holding on her huge tits, towel falls, and the game actually lets you linger. Not just a quick CG, you get that slow animated bounce, this nice heavy motion that looks dirty but playful too. There is a scene where you sit with her on the shabby couch, she pretends she is just “cold,” then her hand slides into your lap, and the game plays it long, with that drawn out handjob where you see every little jerk and squeeze. I liked that the camera is kind of voyeur style, like you are watching from the corner of the room, not in some perfect porn studio angle. Later you catch her masturbating in her room, lying on her stomach, ass in the air, big ass filling the screen while she rubs herself, and you have this choice to knock or just keep spying. Of course I just watched like a creep and felt a bit bad, but the game absolutely knows that is the point. The “curse” plays with you, moves doors, shifts objects, gives you those little peeping chances that feel wrong and hot at same time, and then acts surprised when you use them. The writing is simple, sometimes weird, but it adds to that vibe like you are reading horny notes from some pervert landlord who learned English on hentai subs and TikTok comments. It’s not trying to be deep, it just wants to get you horny, and honestly it works most when it stops pretending it’s a normal story and lets you be the guy who is half scared of the building and half grateful for how often girls forget to close their curtains.

War has already chewed this world up and spat it out, and Dartanian is just tired. His armor’s still sticky with old blood, his nerves shot, and all he really wants is a quiet corner and a warm body that isn’t trying to kill him. Instead he walks right into Ellie, this demon girl with curved horns, ridiculous tits that barely stay inside her top, and an ass that bounces like it’s personally mocking gravity. The game doesn’t waste much time pretending they’re just “allies” either. One minute you’re creeping through some ruined village where you hear faint growls and broken whispers, the next she’s pushed up against a cracked stone wall, lips at his ear, voice purring in that breathy low tone that sounds way too real through decent headphones. The horror vibe is not just visual, it’s in the audio: those distant wet stomps, the sc*** of something long and sharp on stone, and then her sudden gasp when he grabs her by the hips and pulls her close. That contrast hits hard.

The sex is where the sound design actually flexes. Her moans don’t just loop in a lazy way like many mobile smut games. They rise, crack, sometimes cut off when he thrusts too deep. There’s this one oral scene early on where she gets on her knees in a half-collapsed chapel, stained glass broken, moonlight flickering, and when she takes him in her mouth you get this mix of soft sucking, tongue sliding, and faint little muffled whimpers in her throat. It’s messy in a good way, not clean porn-audio, more like someone actually recorded a real blowjob and layered it. When he finally fucks her properly, the wet slap of skin and that squelchy detail between her thighs is so sharp I had to check my volume on Spotify because I thought something else was playing. Her big ass claps every time he drives into her, and you can hear the weight of it. I’m obsessed with that kind of thing and they almost nailed it. Almost, because there’s this weird tiny squeak in one of the looped animations that kept popping up and now I can’t un-hear it. You probably won’t notice, but once you do, it’s cursed.

The monster girls you meet later are where the audio team went a bit crazy in a good way. One has this half-growl, half-pleasure sound when you start fingering her that slowly melts into these broken, needy moans. Another one’s voice cracks when he slides in and she begs him not to stop in this slightly accented way that made me think of some cheap ASMR I fell asleep to once. The romance angle is actually supported by breathing and tiny noises instead of text: Ellie’s breath gets shaky when Dartanian touches her scars, there’s a moment where she’s on top, riding him slow, big tits bouncing in time with the wet smack below, and in between the thrusts you hear the faint tremble in her voice when she whispers that she doesn’t want the night to end. Then five minutes later you’re in some creepy forest, something unseen is stalking you, the wind is howling, branches cracking, and she’s still catching her breath, little aftershocks in her voice. The game feels a bit rough around the edges and some transitions are clunky, but when it locks into that mix of fear, lust, and intimacy, with every moan and wet noise hitting just right in your ears, it honestly doesn’t matter. Turn the music down, put on good headphones, and let the sound carry the dirty parts for you.

Nothing here is subtle. You start as this horny guy dropped into a very familiar “busted” setup that anyone who’s seen the Y3DF comic will clock in a second, and the game just leans into that with zero shame. Big curves, big attitude, big mistakes. The whole thing is built around catching glimpses you’re not supposed to see, pushing your luck a bit more each click, then pretending you “didn’t mean it” while the camera angle says yeah, you definitely meant it. It feels like peeking through a half‑closed door and then, slowly, that door stops being so closed. There’s this constant teasing rhythm: you get a shot of her walking away, ass swaying like it has its own schedule, a little jiggle animation that plays one second too long, and suddenly you’ve forgotten what choice you were even supposed to make. I liked that a lot. I also kind of hated it because I kept backing up to replay the same scene. The game is short, but it somehow still makes you loop little micro-moments like an addict.

What really got me is how often the game points your eyes exactly where you shouldn’t be looking. You’re “helping” her in the kitchen? Screen is framed so those huge tits are right at the edge of the image, bouncing just enough, like the dev sat there in Blender or whatever and asked “ok, how far can I push this before it looks stupid?” and then pushed it further anyway. There’s groping that starts almost by accident, then the camera pauses, like it’s asking you, are you going to move that hand away or are you going to be the asshole you know you are. Spoiler: you stay the asshole. The voyeur parts hit harder than I expected; watching her in bed from the doorway, seeing those slow animated thrusts when she’s “busy” with someone else, and your character just stands there listening to wet mouth sounds and muffled moans, that was kind of brutal in a good way. NTR fans will grin, others will stare at the screen like “why the fuck am I horny and mad at the same time.” I had one scene where she’s on her knees with her lips wrapped around somebody who very obviously isn’t you, and the game just lets that animation loop while you pick between weak, jealous options that don’t actually fix anything. It’s nasty, in that porn‑you‑don’t‑admit‑you‑like way. The titfuck scene is way softer by comparison, almost affectionate, with her sliding those massive boobs around you like she’s trying to “make things better” in the worst possible way. Still, I kept wishing there was one route where she didn’t cheat, even though I know that would wreck the whole point, so that’s never happening.