Pale Carnations feels like someone took a very proper medical student, stripped out his sense of safety, then tossed him face first into the kind of club you normally only see mentioned in Telegram chats that vanish after a week. You start as this uptight guy who really believes he’s still on a straight path, and then your old friend drags you into the Carnation Club, which is basically a brothel pretending to be an art space. The game doesn’t even try to warm you up slowly. One minute you’re talking about exams, the next you’re standing in a “performance hall” where three women are being judged like twisted idols for how well they take pain, shame and a whole lot of cum. The first night, when you have to guide one of the girls through a show, pushed to choose between making it romantic, cruel, or just filthy efficient, that’s where it clicked for me. This isn’t just porn with clicks. It’s about how far you’re willing to go when everyone keeps telling you it’s normal to choke a girl on stage while rich assholes clap in the dark.

The sound in this thing really surprised me. Not “triple A” surprised, more like “why does this muffled moan in the background feel more real than the entire Spotify sexy playlist I’ve got”. There’s this scene where you’re backstage with an older woman who clearly knows the club better than you ever will. She presses your hand to her ass while she quietly instructs you how to handle your “performer”, her voice soft but absolutely in control, and in the distance you hear the audience roar when someone gets spanked hard enough to cry. The track underneath is this slow, slightly dirty lounge loop, a bit off tempo, almost cheap, but it fits so well that I ended up replaying that scene just to hear the way her breathing synced with the bass line. Then later the game swaps to this almost tender piano piece while you’re literally arranging who gets groped on stage and who gets humiliated in private. I liked that a lot. Or maybe I didn’t. It made it harder to pretend this is just mindless fap material when the music keeps whispering “you’re kind of a bastard for choosing the harsher option, you know?” and then rewards you with the wettest, messiest creampie CG three clicks later. The game loves that contrast. Romance on the surface, anal and public bukkake in the back room, ahegao faces in full view while the MC still tells himself he’s a good guy. It’s not subtle, and it’s not trying to be. There’s cheating, masturbation breaks that feel a bit too honest, toys pulled out at the worst possible time, and a lot of rich people treating human bodies like decoration. I wish the little clicking sound on some menu wasn’t so loud, actually, it annoyed me from the start and I kept meaning to change it, then got distracted every single time some milf in heels called me “doctor” and bent over a piece of BDSM furniture like it was a confession booth. Anyway, the club keeps going, the performances get rougher, and your choices keep twisting the knife, mostly in you.

Become Alpha is a porn game with tons of memes, kickass branching storyline, quests, RPG-like experience system, and a possibility to have sex with many partners. It's also pretty damn funny. The story is about Harry Panuchkin who's a nerd and a wannabe gangster. He has a big dick, but never actually used it. It's your job to help him get the pussy and make him a proper alpha male, that he always wanted to be.

Fresh out of college, the guy you play is already a mess. He runs back to his old hometown, this creepy but kinda cozy fantasy place that looks normal at first, then slowly shows all the freak shit going on behind every cute storefront. The story pretends it’s about “family secrets” and “what your parents did,” but honestly it’s about you wandering around town, flirting with anything that breathes and a few things that probably shouldn’t. One minute you’re talking to a sweet girl at the café, next minute you’re spying on twins making out in a dark alley, then suddenly there’s a monster girl with horns asking if you’re “good with your hands.” The game lets you approach stuff at your own pace like a sandbox, so you can ignore the heavy plot for a while and just chase thick asses and big tits whenever you feel like it. There was a point where I followed a milf NPC just because her hips were animated like some TikTok thirst trap, ended up watching her strip in front of a window while another character across the street masturbated to it, and the game literally rewarded me for standing there like a perv. That moment sold me more than any “main quest.”

The POV angle really helps with the dirty parts. When a girl drops to her knees and unzips you for a messy blowjob, it’s right in your face, sloppy sounds and all, like some Pornhub clip but actually framed with decent camera work. Ahegao isn’t used all the time, but when it hits, it hits hard: eyes rolled back, tongue out, your dick buried deep while her ass bounces against your hips and you can actually see her trying to keep her voice down so people in the next room don’t hear. There is this one scene where you’ve been teasing a shy bookworm for a while, sending her risky texts on her phone, forcing her to masturbate in her bedroom with the curtains half open, and you just watch from the street like a creeper. She starts with fingers, then you text her to use a toy, then to angle her phone so you see everything. Total power trip. It doesn’t stop at solo stuff either. Group sex shows up pretty early if you’re curious enough: a drunk party that escalates into you sandwiched between two girls on the couch, one riding your face while the other grinds on your cock, and if you pushed the right dialogue before, they end up kissing each other around you, taking turns with your shaft and sharing spit. Some scenes slide into proper harem territory, like when you basically collect girls around town and end up with three of them in your bed, each fighting for your attention, one going anal, one taking you in her mouth, one sitting on your chest moaning like she’s in some budget anime.

What I like is how the “romance” side actually exists but gets drowned in filth the moment you decide to be a bit rough. You can treat a character sweet, spend days chatting and slowly building trust on her phone, then switch into male dom mode and tell her exactly how to touch herself, how deep to take you, how much cum she’s going to swallow, and she just melts. There’s a scene with a milf neighbor where you pretend to be “helping” her around the house, and it starts with innocent touching, your hand sliding on her lower back, then unapologetic groping in the kitchen while she’s pretending to focus on the dishes. She tries to keep it classy, but you push her over the counter, lift her skirt, and fuck her pussy while people are literally walking outside the window. She looks terrified of being caught, but her expression breaks into that dirty ahegao as soon as you go faster. And yeah, anal is there too, not some checkbox thing but properly nasty: one girl makes you warm her up with a handjob and deep kissing first, then sits on your cock slowly, whimpering every time she takes another inch, and you feel it from the inside view. I wish the town itself reacted more to your voyeurism, like more scenes where you accidentally catch lesbians going at it in the locker room or a monster girl taking advantage of some scared citizen in an alley, but whatever, the stuff that is here already gives plenty of reason to sneak around. If you want the most out of it, don’t rush from one obvious sex scene to the next. Linger, stalk characters, check windows at “wrong” moments, push teasing as far as possible before you finally stick it in. Let the game make you feel like you really shouldn’t be watching, then watch anyway.

Guy wakes up with a shit childhood behind him and suddenly everyone expects him to be normal, go to school, run a cafe and not stare at every pair of tits that walks past the counter. That’s the basic mood. You’re this dude trying to turn a tiny, half-broken cafe into something real, while your last year of school keeps tripping you up. And every girl that drifts into your orbit somehow ends up tangled in this weird mix of “aww that’s cute” and “why am I hard again, she just asked for coffee.” It starts soft: shy schoolgirl staying late to “help you close,” the older teacher pretending she’s only here to grade your project, the milf landlord who leans just a bit too far over the table when she’s talking about rent. It feels like a normal dating sim for a bit. Flirty texts, small talks, wiping tables, brushing against hips “by accident,” sucking glances at cleavage when they think you’re busy with the espresso machine. Then the game decides that if you’re going to be the man of this place, you’re going to really be the man.

Once the switch flips, it leans into wholesome but very clear male domination. Not angry, not cruel, more like “you’re mine now, isn’t that what you wanted?” and all the girls kinda melt into it. One moment you’re correcting a girl’s homework, next she’s on her knees between your legs in the back room, mouth full of cock, trying not to choke while students walk by outside the door. You’re teaching them “discipline” in your own way: spanking a bratty classmate bent over a cafe chair after closing, slow and deliberate hits on her ass until she stops talking back and just whimpers into the cushion. There’s this cute thing where a virgin girl keeps pretending she’s fine with just teasing, sitting on your lap, grinding on you through your pants while she serves customers, but her panties get soaked and eventually you just drag her into the storage room and fuck her properly, condom forgotten, her first time ending with you buried deep and creampie dripping down her thighs while she clings to your shirt and calls you sir. It tries really hard to be romantic but then you’re groping her boobs in the walk-in fridge with the milk cartons.

What works a lot better than I expected is how the cafe becomes this base of operations for your whole harem. At first it’s one-on-one scenes, but once they all start knowing about each other it shifts into this messy, horny family energy. Girls teasing each other behind the counter, one of them flashing her big tits from under the apron because she lost a bet, another one kneeling to give you a quick handjob under the table while you pretend to check the accounts on your phone. Group scenes escalate fast: you’ve got two girls on their knees sharing your cock, taking turns swallowing, spit strings everywhere, while a third straddles your face on a cafe sofa. Somebody always has a big ass bouncing on you, somebody else is spreading herself on the counter like she’s today’s special, and half the fun is that they’re all kind of exhibitionists at heart. Curtains not fully closed, door not really locked, a student walking past the windows while you’re pumping into a girl from behind, her tits pressed to the glass, fogging it up. The “slave” angle is there, but it feels more like they’re eager pets than broken toys. They wear collars under their school uniforms, hide marks from your spanking under long skirts, call you master with this embarrassing blush that makes it even hotter. There are a few weird tiny annoyances, like how one girl’s expression in a serious BDSM scene looks more like she smelled something bad than like she’s turned on, and once a looping animation just kept going a bit too long and killed the mood, but then another scene hits where you’ve got your whole harem in the closed cafe at night, every chair pushed aside, girls on tables and floor, moaning, cum on lips and bellies, and yeah, you kinda forget you were supposed to care about anything else.

This one feels like you woke up in some cheap fantasy hentai, but everyone accidentally got way more backstory than expected. You start as the usual dude with too many women orbiting him, but the moment that witch girl walks into your house, the whole family vibe flips. She’s all mysterious and smug, pretending she’s just passing by, and five minutes later she is basically tangled in the daily life of your mother, your sisters, those twins who are a bit too touchy for “just siblings”, and even that MILF neighbor who keeps bending over right in front of the window like she’s doing an OnlyFans preview. The game leans hard into the first person stuff, like it really wants you to feel that she is staring straight into your eyes when she jerks you off slowly, whispering about “changing fate” while your cock is the only thing actually changing. And the magic? Mostly an excuse to have girls flashing tits at the worst possible time, teleporting into bathrooms, and “accidentally” mind controlling someone into stripping in the living room while the rest of the family walks past.

Sex scenes hit that messy, not-romantic-at-all mood I like. First blowjob with the witch is not some clean, perfect porn thing. She gags a little, drool everywhere, her mascara almost running, and she keeps looking up with that crazed ahegao face like she’s half drunk on cum and half trying to see your future in your dick. There is this group moment later, where the twins corner you in the hallway, one pressing your hand on her ass while the other slowly guides your cock between her thighs, using her body like a warm toy. They tease you to pick who gets the creampie, but of course the game is a tease too and drags it out, tossing in the witch spying from the stairs. She pretends she is just “observing destinies” while fingering herself. That scene stuck in my head, mostly because of how fucked it gets when the camera stays glued to your POV and you only catch glimpses of boobs and asses around you, like a chaotic harem storm. Also, the sound sliders are a small thing, but cranking up the moans and lowering the text box opacity on my phone felt oddly satisfying. I was playing on Android Chrome, half-screened while fake-working on Google Sheets, and I almost tapped the wrong window when one of the girls started yelling your name during anal. Still a bit annoying you need to pause and dig into the menu for the gallery, but then you open it and realize you already missed two scenes because you picked the “nice” option earlier. Fate is a bitch, yeah, but that’s kind of the point here. Everyone smiles, flirts, jokes, you think it’s all comfy romance, and then the story drops some darker hint about people dying in other timelines and you suddenly notice how clingy the witch is, how she talks about “keeping you” like you’re a pet. Sex keeps getting hotter, more daring, more exhibitionist stuff, peeking on girls masturbating through cracked doors, titfucking in the kitchen while someone walks by behind the frosted glass. The more the harem grows, the more it feels like you are walking toward a bad end that will taste amazing going down. Honestly, if this game doesn’t end in tears, curses and a broken family, I’ll be a little disappointed.

Waifu Academy feels like someone tried to mash a porn comic, a shitty revenge fantasy, and a weird mobile gacha leveling system into one thing, then forgot to polish it, and somehow that actually makes it kinda interesting. You start as this guy who got fucked over hard in the past, and now he’s basically weaponizing horny to ruin people’s lives at a private academy. It’s not subtle. One minute you’re pretending to be a normal student in a classic school setting with teachers and uniforms, next minute you’re cornering a busty milf in a “private tutor” scene where her huge tits are hanging out while she’s trying to keep her dignity and totally failing at it. The game is obsessed with big boobs and big asses, like half the camera angles feel like they’re coming from a porn director who only knows two shots: face and ass. And honestly, that’s fine. There’s a lot of ahegao too, girls with their eyes rolled back and tongues out while you rail them, even when the situation is supposed to be humiliating or “serious”, which just makes it even more degenerate.

From a gamification angle, it’s a mess that somehow works. You’ve got these branching choices where you decide who to humiliate, who to “save”, who to turn into your obedient waifu, but the UI acts like it’s a visual novel, while the logic underneath is more like some ghetto morality system. Pick one dialogue option and suddenly a proud femdom teacher is letting you grope her under her desk. Pick another and she’s making you jerk off while she mocks your dick size, laughing in your face. The corruption curve is slow on some girls and insanely fast on others. There’s a schoolgirl in uniform who goes from shy hand-holding to anal in what feels like three scenes, while another character needs five separate “accidental” groping events and one hardcore group situation before she cracks. Sometimes it feels like you’re min-maxing kinks instead of stats. And then there is that one hallway scene, where you’re supposed to be stealthy, but if you trigger the wrong choice, it just jumps straight to an exhibitionism event with a girl pressed against a locker, panties around her knees, getting fingered while random students walk by like this is totally normal.

What caught me off guard is how the game treats humiliation as a reward track. You’re not just collecting CG scenes, you’re basically unlocking different flavors of shame. A character starts with light teasing, then you push her into masturbation scenes where she’s forced to finger herself on command, then later you get full-on group stuff where she’s covered in cum and making that broken ahegao face, and the game treats that progression almost like leveling a skill tree. Same with cheating: some “pure” waifu types have boyfriends who exist only so you can fuck them behind their backs, and your choices can push them into that “I know this is wrong but fuck it” corruption path. It’s cruel, and sometimes it actually feels too mean, especially when the domination flips and a femdom girl is riding you, slapping your face and calling you trash while you’re the one who set everything up. I hated that. Then I replayed it to see the alt route where you turn that same girl into a submissive pet in a hardcore anal scene in some empty classroom, bent over the teacher’s desk, drooling and begging for more. And the game doesn’t stop to judge any of it. It’s just “here’s your fucked up fantasy, have fun breaking everyone at this academy” and then throws another branching choice at you like a horny spreadsheet you’ll never fully finish.

Your life should have been boring as hell. Little farm kid, small fantasy town, marry a local girl, grow potatoes, die. Instead you somehow put a ring on one of the most famous adventurers in the whole damn kingdom, this stacked, battle-scarred goddess with giant tits, a perfect ass and a sword arm that could probably snap your spine if you misbehave. And she actually agrees to drop the armor, squeeze into a too-tight tavern uniform and work in your tiny, creaky bar as the new sexy waitress. It already feels like cheating just watching her bend over tables and pretend she doesn’t notice the way every drunk in the room is measuring her up like she is tonight’s main dish.

The game basically runs on that one dirty thought you never admit to anyone: what if your own wife wasn’t just yours? You’re the owner, she’s the barmaid, and every night the place fills with horny bastards, big spenders, shady mercs, orcs with big black cocks that barely fit in their trousers, and you decide how far you push her. Maybe you keep it “sweet” at first. Let her flirt, talk with that cute shy smile, boobs almost falling out of her corset while guys tip extra to see a little more cleavage. Then you start choosing drinks or events that push the mood. Stronger liquor, louder music, “accidental” wardrobe malfunctions, bets that end with her sitting in some stranger’s lap while you pretend to count coins. It’s all about nudging the line and then watching it vanish. One moment you’re proud husband, next moment you’re in the storage room jerking off because she just let a dark elf slap her ass in front of everyone and laughed like it was nothing.

What hits hard is how the game makes you feel both powerful and pathetic at the same time. You call the shots, pick dialog, pick what she wears, if she serves the regulars in that half-open shirt or that super tight skirt she can barely walk in. You choose if she smiles and seduces, if she blushes in humiliation, if she gets rough-handled behind the bar when you “look away” a bit too long. Sometimes you try to be a good guy and keep her safe, but the tavern itself kind of corrupts you. Money goes up faster when she lets them touch. Reputation spreads when she serves the big black stud in the corner and doesn’t stop him when his hand climbs under her skirt. And the part that fucked my brain a bit is that she actually likes the attention if you keep pushing that way, or she hates it and still does it because she wants you happy, and both versions are hot for completely different reasons. It’s not just porn, it’s this slow, messy slide from “my loyal wife” to “everyone’s favorite milf waitress” with you stuck between jealousy, pride, arousal and this weird, guilty smile while adventurers brag about how good her mouth feels. By the time the tavern is famous, you’re not even sure if you’re still the husband or just the guy who owns the bed she crawls into after getting pounded behind the bar. And somehow, that’s exactly what you were dreaming of from the start.

The reunion starts awkward as hell, honestly. You're back with these girls you used to know everything about, but now they're all grown up with curves that definitely weren't there before. Sarah's got this whole MILF thing going on now, massive tits barely contained in her sweater, while Jessica's ass has filled out in ways that make you forget how to form sentences. The cabin feels smaller than you remember, or maybe everyone just got bigger in all the right places.

What gets weird though is how the whole weekend keeps... repeating? Like you'll be getting a handjob from one of them behind the kitchen counter, then suddenly you're back at Friday night again. Except this time you remember what happened, so you can push things further. Maybe instead of just watching Sarah breastfeed her kid through the crack in the door, you actually walk in and see what happens. The lactation scenes hit different when you're not just some creepy voyeur - she actually wants you there, wants you to taste what she's offering. The game doesn't explain the time loop thing much, but honestly who cares when you're building a harem of your childhood friends?

The lesbian content comes out of nowhere but it works. Watching them explore each other while you're getting a titjob from someone else creates this whole group dynamic that feels natural despite being completely insane. Sometimes you're groping multiple girls at once, sometimes you're just observing them figure out their own desires. The reunion becomes less about catching up and more about catching feelings, or at least catching orgasms. Each loop lets you shape different relationships - maybe this time you focus on the shy one who gives incredible blowjobs, or maybe you corrupt the innocent one until she's begging for more. The CG scenes are unpolished but they capture that raw, desperate energy of people making up for lost time.

It’s strange how this DBZ parody feels both trashy and affectionate, kind of like when you find an old guilty‑pleasure track in your Spotify history and realize you still know every beat. The game throws Goten right into a web of temptation that probably shouldn't exist, but here it does, shimmering with that thin layer of nostalgia everyone secretly loves to roll around in. The art flirts between rough sketches and slick shading - like it can’t decide whether to be edgy or sentimental - and somehow that fits. Android 18 looks too good for words, moves even better, and then 21 shows up and basically warps every mood you had in the last minute. It’s fan service but with a heartbeat, or maybe with several, depending on whose scene you trigger.

I found myself weirdly caught by how the dialogue sounds half improvised, sometimes awkwardly human; sometimes like a dirty daydream that just spilled onto the screen. Bulma’s little gestures - like how her eyes flick away for a second before she says something you’re not ready for - hit more real than they should. The interactive bits don’t even bother hiding what they’re about, and it’s that transparency that makes them honestly hot. One time, the scene drifted into something so slow, so drawn out, I forgot to click until the moaning blended into background music from another tab. It fits though - this clumsy pacing, this idea that seduction in a parody title could have its own lazy rhythm. I could complain about the transitions lagging, but then again, that stutter kind of matched Goten’s fumbling, and now I can’t tell if it’s a glitch or a choice.

For anyone trying to rush it, you’ll ruin the best part: letting the conversations drag, catching the facial changes, not skipping with spacebar. Take it like a good track - feel every drop, every wrong beat, until you stop pretending it’s about nostalgia and admit it’s pure hunger worked into code. Don’t skip, just... let it breathe.