Ugly bastard time travel fantasy with school uniforms and way too much skin, that’s basically the whole vibe here. You’re this dude who remembers his life as a pathetic, bitter old perv, then boom, suddenly you’re back in your teenage body, stuck in that same boring school but now with full cheat codes in your brain. All the memories of who fucked you over, who ignored you, which teachers had huge tits under those tight blouses, which MILF neighbors walked around with that fat ass barely covered… and now you’re not some clueless virgin anymore in your head. You’re still “ordinary looking”, kinda ugly, kinda forgettable, but you think like a guy who’s watched too much porn and had zero therapy. That’s the fun part. Every hallway, every classroom, every bedroom is like “oh yeah, I remember what happens here in the future” and you try to break it, twist it, make it hornier.

The teasing is what sold me. Not just instant pussy delivery, you know? Like that scene where the stacked classmate leans over your desk, her shirt a bit too tight, her bra digging into those big tits, and she’s laughing at some dumb joke. In normal games she’d just giggle and walk off. Here your MC is running full horny inner monologue, remembering how she married some loser in the original timeline, how he used to jerk off thinking about her, and now he’s poking at her weak spots, saying the right little lines so she blushes and tugs at her skirt. You get those slow burns, the “accidental” boob presses, the late study sessions that end with her rubbing her thighs together while pretending nothing’s happening. I hate slow stuff and I was still locked in. Then again, sometimes it feels like the game is edging you on purpose and not in a good way, like “ok man, I get it, she’s shy, now let her suck something already.”

The ugly MC thing is surprisingly hot. Not monster ugly, just that dude you’d never look at twice, but girls start reacting different because he’s confident and lowkey manipulative as fuck now. There’s this scene with a MILF, older woman with a big ass squeezed into yoga pants, where she’s lecturing you about “being a good student” while you remember exactly how broken and lonely she was later in life. And you just nudge her, step by step, from “motherly neighbor” to “I’ll just help you with your stress” to her literally grinding on your lap while still trying to pretend she’s in control. It’s messed up, kind of sad, and also insanely hot. The game plays a lot with that corruption angle, not in a subtle way, more like watching a car crash where everyone has big tits. Sometimes it leans into romance and “true love” like you actually care about these girls, then two minutes later you’re jerking off in the school bathroom while remembering how their bodies feel, so yeah, nice whiplash. I wish the MC shut up less in his thoughts and more in dialogue, but whatever, I still clicked next like a trained animal.

Denji’s trapped again, but this time it’s not about blood or blades. It’s a damn maze of moans and bad decisions. The walls hum like they’re watching, the air sticky with that half-sinful, half-desperate energy only Chainsaw Man chaos could pull off. Kobeni trembles like always - except now she’s trembling for different reasons. You can almost taste her panic when your hand slides under her shirt, that mix of fear and wanting that shouldn’t feel this hot but somehow does. Himeno’s smirk cuts through the tension like a knife dipped in smoke; she knows exactly what you’re thinking before you even move. She plays dirty, whispering things that make you forget which way is out, makes you think maybe getting lost forever wouldn’t be so bad.

The game doesn’t rush. It teases. One second you’re grinding through dialogue choices that seem stupidly simple, and then suddenly it hits you - this isn’t about saving anyone, it’s about corrupting them just enough to see who breaks first. Internal view scenes hit hard, no filter, no mercy. The sound design’s nasty in a good way - sticky breaths, little gasps, wet slaps echoing through the infinite corridor like applause. There’s humor too, weirdly enough. Power barges in at the worst possible moment, yells something ridiculous, and you still can’t help but laugh even as the screen flashes another throbbing close-up. It’s gross and sexy and kinda tragic all at once.

And yeah, the endings. Plural. You’ll probably screw up the first one, because some options look harmless until you realize they change everything. There’s a scene where Denji just stares at his own hands, covered in… well, you know, and it lingers longer than comfortable. That’s the thing - nothing here feels safe, even the pleasure. It’s messy, horny, strangely tender in places where it shouldn’t be. Like the game itself is laughing at you for getting turned on by its cruelty. And maybe it’s right.

It’s messy in the best way. You’re some kind of half-drunk alchemist in a vampire’s den, tossing glowing ingredients into a cauldron that looks suspiciously alive, waiting to see if it spits out gold, slime, or a moaning succubus with tits like forbidden fruit. The game doesn’t explain much, just lets you mix weird shit - holy water, demon ichor, maybe a drop of your own sweat - and then bam, the screen flashes and suddenly you’re staring at a futa nun grinding against a bound werewolf priest. It’s ridiculous, but you can’t stop clicking. The logic makes no sense and that’s kind of the point. Sometimes you get a soft scene, a slow kiss between a vampire girl and her human pet. Other times, tentacles, everywhere, like the game’s trying to outdo itself in how far it’ll go before you blush or laugh.

There’s something about the tone - half gothic, half horny fever dream - that makes it feel like the devs were just daring each other to see what the next transmutation would unlock. The art shifts between elegant and unhinged; one moment you’re admiring the lighting on a pale thigh, next you’re staring at a corrupted angel with too many wings and not enough shame. The alchemy system feels more like foreplay than crafting. You think you’re mixing for power, but really you’re just chasing the next perverse reveal. I tried to keep track of the endings but gave up after the third one involved a talking dildo that might’ve been sentient.

The weirdest part? It’s kind of beautiful. Between the absurd fetishes and over-the-top transformations, there’s this pulse of dark humor and lust that keeps it alive. It’s not about winning or finishing - it’s about curiosity, that itch that says “what if I mix blood and holy oil again?” Do it. The game rewards the reckless.

Retired “hero” my ass. John feels less like some ex special ops badass and more like that dude in your Discord who keeps saying he’s done with drama, then his DMs are just wall to wall chaos. The game sells you this quiet old guy who just wants beer and football, then absolutely bodies his calm life in the first act. One weird, trippy dream later and suddenly every woman around him is way too interested, way too flexible about what’s “okay,” and way too related to be healthy. It starts slow, like a normal AVN trying to pretend it has restraint, then your choices start twisting everyone into horny trouble. You blink and you’ve gone from “concerned father figure” to “I should probably clear my browser history if I die tomorrow.”

The cast is basically a ticking time bomb of bad decisions. You’ve got the twins, obviously, and yeah, the game knows exactly what button it’s pushing with them. Every scene with them feels like the dev is just giggling behind the screen going “you’re really gonna click that, huh?” One minute you’re sharing some semi wholesome moment in the kitchen, next minute the camera angle turns predatory and you’re suddenly very aware how short their shorts are. And if you like to play the creepy voyeur type, the game spoils you. Peeking through doors, “accidentally” walking in on showers, sitting on the couch pretending to watch sports while everyone else in the house is basically a walking porn category. Of course I told myself I’d play John as a good guy. Ten minutes later I’m saving before every corrupt choice like I’m playing Dark Souls and scared of losing progress.

What actually surprised me is how openly horny the story is without even pretending it’s respectable. The MILFs are stacked like someone made a “mom pack” in a character creator and just cranked every slider to max. There’s a DILF vibe too when the game leans into John’s age and authority, especially when women start treating him like the center of their universe and he just rolls with it. Sex scenes go from soft to “oh shit, we’re doing that now?” pretty fast, with corruption stuff that slowly pushes the girls from shy and unsure into full on cock drunk, begging for creampies and acting jealous and possessive. Interracial scenes pop up in that classic porn logic way where nobody really talks about it, it just happens and you’re like, “yeah okay, that’s a thing now.” Masturbation and voyeurism connect a lot of the smaller scenes, like characters getting caught touching themselves in the hallway light, or you spying on them and deciding whether to walk away or corrupt them a bit more. It’s messy, morally fucked, sometimes hot as hell, sometimes a bit much, and it kind of feels like scrolling a very specific Pornhub playlist someone curated after a bottle of whiskey and three bad breakups. Which is exactly the energy this kind of game should have, honestly.