You wake up in this weird shiny void, some smug god-thing telling you that yeah, you died in the dumbest possible way and now you get a second chance in a world full of “pocket monsters”, except here nobody even pretends it’s about battles. They just look you dead in the eyes and say your sacred mission is to fuck everything that moves. And everything that doesn’t. And honestly, after the first scene with a very bored-looking Sonia leaning over you with her massive tits practically spilling out while she “checks your vitals”, you kinda stop asking questions. The game doesn’t waste time on buildup, it just throws you in as the new guy with a normal human body and a very not-normal stamina bar, surrounded by trainers and monster girls who all act like sex is just another item in the inventory. I liked that it’s all just accepted as normal, like yeah sure go jerk off in the bushes while spying on Misty and Nemona arguing over who gets first shot at your cock, nobody even blinks. There’s a bit where Hilda is pretending to “coach” you on catching, but the only thing you’re catching is her thighs closing around your head while she laughs and rides your face. I’m not complaining. I mean, I am, but not about that.

What surprised me is how the game leans into the voyeur thing. You’re always peeking, hiding behind a tree watching Jessie suck off some random grunt, or checking a holo-screen where Marnie is masturbating on camera, thinking it’s private. There’s this one repeatable event with Lopunny where you’re supposed to be “observing mating habits” and instead you just end up jerking it while she bounces on a training dummy, and if you time it wrong she actually notices and just slowly turns her head with this “really?” face before giving you a handjob anyway. It’s dumb and hot at the same time. Same with Gardevoir, she acts like this elegant lady with psychic powers and then five minutes later she has your dick floating in the air with telekinesis, stroking it while never touching you, and you’re stuck between feeling like a chosen hero and a living sex toy. There’s a titfuck scene with a big-ass MILF professor where the physics are kind of cursed, her boobs clip a bit when she pushes them together, but honestly that made it even better for me because it feels like some horny fan project that escaped a Discord server. The creampie shots are really in your face, animated with way too much attention to detail, and every time you think “ok this is the peak” the game just drops another scene where Mewscarada is riding you in the grass while you try not to laugh at her smug little smirk. I kinda wish there was less grinding for scenes on mobile and fewer taps to repeat stuff, but I also sat there on my phone in bed for way longer than I planned, replaying that one oral sex animation where Misty is pretending she hates you and still goes all the way down. It’s messy, horny, and half the time it feels like the story is just an excuse to throw you at the next pair of big tits or big ass, which is exactly the point and also totally not the point at all.

Misty always looked kind of untouchable on my old Game Boy screen, you know? That sharp red ponytail, all attitude and no patience for idiots. Here she’s still that stubborn gym leader girl, just… completely fucked over by “trainer rules” that feel written by some horny professor who got rejected one time too many. The match is already lost when you arrive in the scene, no long intro, no long story, she’s on her knees in that classic blue swimsuit, breathing hard, trying to act tough while her opponent is casually explaining the choice: hand over her pokemon or pay with her body. And she is so damn proud that of course she picks the stupid option. Not because it’s logical, but because it’s her. The moment she spits “I’m not giving you my team” and he just laughs, I actually paused for a second, like, wow, girl, you are about to get wrecked for a point of honor in a hentai spin-off of a kids franchise. Peak life decisions.

The actual sex hits surprisingly fast. No ten layers of teasing, he just grabs her by the hips, pulls that swimsuit aside like it was only cosplay anyway, and you get this nice contrast of lean teen body, flat little chest bouncing a bit, and this ridiculous big cock that obviously does not belong in the same anime universe. First it’s fingers, messy and impatient, pushing into her while she’s still arguing about “battle rules” like that matters when she is already wet enough that it shines. There’s this one angle where she’s bent forward over the battlefield floor, you can see the red hair slipping out of her tie while he pushes in her pussy for the first time, and she does that mix of moan and insult, calling him a bastard while her hips are already moving back. I liked that she doesn’t suddenly turn into a moaning sex doll. She’s pissed, ashamed, horny, all at once. It’s hot in a kind of wrong way that feels right for a parody. Then he flips her, goes for anal like it’s the most natural next step, no soft talk, just spit, a thumb, and then full penetration, and her whole body tenses in that “fuck this hurts but don’t stop” way. I’m a bit salty they rush the anal part, I wanted more of her trying to keep her pride while her ass is getting opened up like that, but whatever, maybe my kinks are too specific. When he finally pulls out and unloads everything over her face and hair, there is cum everywhere, dripping down her cheeks, stuck on her eyelashes, some of it on the small curve of her chest, and she’s glaring up at him with this defeated, humiliated look that still has that Misty spark. It’s not romantic, not sweet, just filthy, like Pornhub crashed into Pokémon and nobody called Nintendo’s lawyers in time. I keep remembering that stupid little detail where a drop slides off her nose while she mutters that she’ll get stronger and “never lose like this again”, even though you know damn well she probably will, and honestly, I kind of hope she does.

This one feels like somebody took a giant porn folder full of every anime crush you ever had, fed it to a very horny robot, and then just let it loose in the middle of the night. It is messy, shameless fanservice in the best and worst way. You start as this generic male MC that nobody cares about, but it honestly works, because the spotlight is always on the girls. One minute you are staring at Android 18 pretending she is not seconds away from sitting on your face, next moment Tsunade is bending forward like your spine insurance is fully paid, and after that DVa is giving you this smug gamer grin you only see from sweaty tanks in Overwatch comp. Nothing really tries to be “deep”. It is like those late-night Discord calls where everybody starts posting cursed Koikatsu cards and then suddenly somebody says “wait, I can make a whole game with this” and nobody stops him. The whole thing runs on that energy.

The date sim part is kind of funny, because yeah, technically you are “dating”. You choose outfits, say the right lines, sometimes click through fake romantic setup, but everybody knows you are just trying to figure out how many scenes Mirko has and whether Rias or Nami has the better titfuck animation. And the girls are not just random OC clones either, they actually feel like somebody who watched too much anime made them on purpose. Aqua is clingy, loud, kind of dumb but insanely cute when she starts grinding on your lap like she is trying to win some idiot contest. Yoruichi keeps that smug cat energy, sits on your face like that is the most normal place in the world. Toga looks at you like a snack she is not supposed to have, then happily chokes on your cock like rules stopped existing. And then there is stuff like Vados or Kefla or Caulifla, where your brain is trying to remember power levels while your dick is just happy there is yet another big ass bouncing in your face. They even throw in weird combinations, like giving Bowsette this slow, teasing blowjob scene that lasts just long enough to make you forget you were actually trying to see the Zelda content first. By the way, whoever decided Misty and Jessie need extra focus on footjobs has some stories to explain to a therapist someday. I still appreciated it.

I really like how the pacing somehow feels both rushed and too slow. First girl I tried was Ai Hoshino, because of course I did, and the “date” was over in like two clicks and suddenly she was kneeling between my legs, lipstick smeared on my cock while she looked up with those idol eyes. Then with Hinata I had to go through this longer flirting phase, a bit of voyeur setup, peek under her clothes, touch her softly first. It felt like waiting for food that keeps smelling better while you are starving. Annoying, but in a good way. Or bad. Not sure. Anyway, everything is pure fetish salad. Oral sex scenes everywhere, big tits bouncing like they are competing with each other, asses in your face so often it starts to feel like some kind of religion. I got stuck way too long just watching a Raven scene where she rides you slow, still in half her Teen Titans vibe, moaning soft while her ass cheeks clap in that hypnotic rhythm. Meanwhile I completely forgot I had not even checked Mirko, Mina, or Nejire yet, and those are usually my first picks in any MHA fan game. Still, the weird part is how sometimes the small stuff hits the hardest. Like a moment where Komi is trying to suck you off, all shy and stiff, and the camera lingers a bit too long on the way her lips tremble around the tip. Or the way Marin Kitagawa giggles after swallowing, wipes her mouth with the back of her hand, then casually asks for “another round” like you just finished playing some gacha together on your phone. At one point my Chrome lagged for a second right when Tatsumaki started a titfuck and I legit got angry, like, that tiny freezing framed her smug face perfectly and I will never see that exact glitch again. Yeah, the game is scuffed, uneven, totally horny, and absolutely not refined. I keep alt tabbing to Telegram and back just to check something, then losing track of which girl I was “romancing” and honestly that chaotic feeling kind of fits.

I tried this thing on my phone yesterday when I was supposed to be reviewing something else for the site, and somehow ended up staring at a pixel-perfect version of Misty doing things that would’ve made my childhood self faint. It’s wild, actually - how this parody game manages to feel both ridiculous and way too hot for something that still pretends it's about “adventure.” There’s a half-baked story about arriving in some new region, but halfway through talking to Sonia I kinda stopped caring about the dialogue and just started poking around the sandbox stuff. You can mess with the settings in the weirdest ways - like one moment you’re chatting, then suddenly you’re deep into a scene that looks like a fever dream of someone who’s seen too many fan arts. I mean this as a compliment. Maybe.

The animation style isn’t trying to be realistic, it’s more like - how do I say it - expressive. Every motion feels exaggerated, but that’s exactly why it works. The interactions with Bea and Hilda hit different; they lean into that awkward mix of sweetness and raw hunger that makes you forget this is technically a game and not just someone’s fantasy you accidentally walked into. The monster scenes? Disturbing and hot in the same breath, which I didn’t think was possible after the thousandth parody I’ve played. There’s even some random minigame thing with Nessa that doesn’t make sense at all - I still have no clue why it turns into a rhythm challenge right before the oral scene kicks in. Maybe it’s a joke, maybe it’s genius, maybe both.

What stuck with me afterward isn’t even the sex (okay, maybe partially). It’s how shamelessly it treats the whole cast. No moral lessons, no fake romance, just energy that feels weirdly human beneath the parody. Nemona’s route glitched for me, but I didn’t mind. The game’s messy, full of bugs, but I think that’s part of what makes it feel alive. Or maybe I’m just tired. Anyway, if you play it, you’ll know what I mean - or maybe you’ll hate it and still finish every scene. Hard to tell the difference sometimes.

It’s messy in the best way. You start thinking it’s just another parody trainer thing, you know, the kind where you poke at anime girls until they blush and moan, but then it hits different. The world feels like some twisted mashup of every horny fantasy you ever had watching late-night anime reruns. RWBY girls in detention, Hinata pretending to be shy while you make her do things she’d never admit she likes, Android 18 acting cold until she’s begging for more - yeah, that kind of different. The game doesn’t even try to hide what it is. It’s corruption, blackmail, prostitution, harem building, all tangled up like a wet dream that forgot to end. You pick your route - romance or whorehouse - and both feel wrong in a way that’s weirdly right. The sandbox setup means you can just mess around, push boundaries, and see who breaks first. Spoiler: it’s usually you.

The animations aren’t just filler either. They’re dirty, loud, sometimes awkward, sometimes perfect. There’s a scene with Meiko Shiraki that made me pause and just stare, not because it was beautiful but because it felt too real, like watching someone lose control for the first time. Then there’s the teasing - god, the teasing - where you’re half sure the game’s mocking you for getting turned on by pixels. But it works. It’s honest about being porn, no fake romance fluff unless you pick that route, and even then, the “love” feels like an excuse to fuck slower. I like that it doesn’t pretend to be classy. It’s raw, sometimes mean, sometimes sweet, and always just a little uncomfortable. That’s the charm.

You’ll notice small things, too - like how the moans don’t loop perfectly, or how one character’s eyes don’t quite match the lighting in a scene. It bothered me for a second, then I realized it made everything feel more human. Not polished porn, but messy, sweaty, desperate sex between people who shouldn’t be doing it but can’t stop. That’s the game’s real trick: it makes you complicit. You’re not just training them - you’re changing them, breaking them, maybe saving them, I don’t know. And somewhere between a bukkake scene and a shy confession, you start wondering if you’re the one being trained.

This thing caught me off guard in the stupidest way. I opened it on my phone, between checking Telegram and doomscrolling Twitter, just to “see what it is” and five minutes later I’m staring at Misty’s smug little face trying to decide if I like her with the cap or without while I’m already rock hard. It feels like one of those quick porn gifs on Reddit but someone gave you the remote. Not a full “journey”, more like you walked into the wrong room of the Pokémon Center and suddenly it’s the 18+ ward.

Misty here is exactly the brat you remember, just… weaponized. Teen body, tight and small, with that orange ponytail that absolutely screams trouble. They made her face almost too expressive. The whole thing is just you fucking her, but the trick is how much you can play with her look and reaction while you do it. You click around, swap accessories, tweak her expression from pissed to horny to that “I’m pretending I don’t like it but I totally do” face. It feels like using Snapchat filters, except instead of dog ears you’re choosing how your childhood gym leader handles a monster cock. And yes, it is a proper monster cock, like someone fed your dick every Rare Candy in Kanto. Every thrust looks a bit too big for her, which is exactly the point. There’s this one combo I kept going back to: cap on, mouth slightly open, eyes half-lidded and a bit tearful. She looks like she lost a battle in the most indecent way. I hate how good that is. I love how good that is.

The actual interaction is stupid simple and that works in its favor. You drag, you click, you change pace, you swap her little details around. No pretending to be a “trainer” with long text walls, no fake choices, no walking through tall grass. Just you, Misty, and that absurd cock stretching her like she is some kind of pocket monster herself. It almost feels like using a porn app like Bellesa or those janky Unity games on itch, but here everything is condensed to one scene and your brain can focus on the important stuff. I kind of wish there was more context, like you beat her in a battle and she throws the Pokéball at you and misses or something dumb like that, but at the same time I know if they added story I’d just click “skip” because I’m only here to watch her get pounded. There is one tiny thing that drove me crazy though: I kept trying to match her face mood with the exact moment of the climax and my hand coordination is shit, so I’d end up with her smiling when I wanted her to look overwhelmed, or vice versa. Totally a me problem, but now I can’t stop thinking how nice it would be to set a “finish expression” preset like in some visual novels. Also the way her hair moves a bit when she gets rocked is weirdly hot and I spent too much time staring at that instead of what I was actually doing. Anyway. It’s just you, Misty, a monster cock, and a handful of little controls that somehow manage to feel more personal than half the “full length” porn games out there.

Ash getting an invite to a “Pokémon Go party” from Misty already sounds like some cursed Facebook event, but this game actually leans into that in a fun way. It feels like one of those fan comics that got out of hand and someone just turned it into a clickable hentai scene. You drop in right when Ash shows up, totally clueless like always, and Misty is there as this grown up, stacked redhead version of herself, pretending she only wants to “catch them all” on the phone while clearly hunting something else. The whole thing plays like a horny shitpost that somehow remembered to be sexy.

What I liked is how it doesn’t waste time with fake plot bloat. They talk a bit, toss in some Pokémon Go jokes, a couple of nods to gyms and lures, and then Misty basically flips the switch from childhood friend to full on hentai heroine. Her chest is ridiculous, like the artist got stuck zooming in in Photoshop and never went back, and the game treats that as the main event. There’s this moment where she “shows Ash how to get better catches” by making him sit down and guiding his hand, and the screen keeps bouncing between the phone and her tits slipping out more and more. At one point I actually forgot the phone existed, which is funny because the whole thing is supposed to be about that app. Ash keeps acting shy and dumb, which works, but sometimes I wanted him to stop talking and just shut up so I could click the next position. Then when he actually does shut up for a bit, I missed the dumb lines. No idea what I want, honestly.

The game is simple as hell, mostly clicking through dialogue and picking the more pervy choices whenever they pop up. One branch has Misty teasing him by pretending she wants to keep playing Pokémon Go while she’s already half naked, walking around the “party” like it’s totally normal, talking about rare spawns while her huge tits keep bouncing. Another one has her straight up pinning him and making this “reward for loyal trainers” joke that somehow manages to be both stupid and hot. I kept expecting some actual Pokémon to show up in the background and ruin the mood, but it stays focused on the two of them. There’s a tiny thing that annoyed me where a text box covers part of her boobs at a really good angle and I kept clicking back and forth trying to see around it, which obviously doesn’t work, and yeah, I’m still mad about that. But Misty’s redesign is strong enough that I just kept going, even when one of the jokes made me cringe so hard I wanted to alt tab to Twitter for a palate cleanse. It feels like a dirty fanfic someone turned interactive after spending too much time on hentai subreddits, and somehow that fits them way too well.

Hypno in this one feels exactly like that annoying status effect from the old games that made you slam the Game Boy and still you kept playing, just now he traded confusion for a hard-on and a pocket watch. The whole thing is like somebody took a dusty ROM hack idea, poured lube on it, and said “yeah, this is fine.” You start with Misty already in that bratty mood, all attitude, hands on hips, like she’s about to yell at you for walking into the Cerulean gym with a level 5 starter. Then Hypno shows up, basically saying screw the battles, he just wants to stick his nose (and everything else) in her business. There is no long build up, no epic quest, just straight to the point: he wants to fuck, she definitely doesn’t want it at first, and then that little swirl in her eyes tells you exactly where this is going. It’s a weird feeling, watching a character you grew up with slowly have her fire put on mute by some creepy psychic freak, but it hits that old “pixel porn on shady forums” nostalgia in a way that’s kind of gross and kind of hot at the same time. I liked it. I also kinda hated myself for liking it.

The hypnosis part is honestly the main toy here. You keep clicking through and you see Misty’s body language go from crossed arms and gritted teeth to slack jaw and glassy eyes. There’s no fancy menus, no hundred options, but the game lets you linger on her face and see that tiny shift when she stops fighting him. He waves that item in front of her, her posture sinks, nipples perk, and she starts obeying orders like it’s the most natural thing in the world. At one point she’s clearly trying to call him a freak, mouth half open, lips shaking, then the next frame she’s on her knees, hair a bit messy, pupils tiny spirals, and Hypno’s cock basically filling the whole lower screen. You get those sloppy, obedient blowjob scenes where she’s trying to take all of it, drool going down her chin, her eyes rolling up but still stuck in that hypnotic pattern. The camera sometimes feels too close, like cheap old doujin scans, and sometimes weirdly far, like somebody forgot to zoom in on the good part and just said “eh, close enough.” Actually I’m happy with that, but it annoyed me anyway. There is also this small delay between a couple of transitions that drove me crazy, like one second of dead nothing, and my brain kept thinking my browser crashed. It never did. It just wanted me to be impatient.

Once Hypno has her completely under his spell things get more playful and more fucked up at the same time. He moves her around like a doll, poses her, spreads her legs, makes her open her mouth when he snaps his fingers. Sometimes he has her riding him like she’s practicing for a gym badge, bouncing up and down with that red hair swinging. Sometimes he forces her head back down to his crotch again, using her like a toy while she’s moaning things that don’t match her expression at all. The threesome surprise actually hits out of nowhere, like a glitch that turned into a feature. One second it’s just Hypno and his new puppet, the next there’s another body in the mix, no big introduction, no lore, just extra hands on Misty’s tits and another cock nudging for a place between her lips. It feels messy, rushed, and somehow that fits the whole dirty tone. There’s a moment where she’s getting pounded from behind and still trying to suck the other guy, cheeks bulging, her eyes doing that hypnotized swirl, and you realize the game is basically a long “what if Misty stopped resisting at all” fanfic that forgot to be subtle. I wished there was more interaction, then I kinda liked that there wasn’t, because it lets the scene just roll over you like a lewd autoplay. It’s rough, nostalgic in a sleazy way, a bit dumb, and yeah, I’d still click it again.

Right away this thing announces it’s not interested in being subtle. You’re dumped into this luxury training resort where everybody pretends they’re here to work on their teams, but honestly the real grind is May’s shorts, Misty’s top, and Dawn acting all polite while clearly fishing for an excuse to get railed. The whole setup feels like some horny fanfic you’d read on a dead Tumblr blog at school, except now it talks back at you, literally, with actual voice lines. Hearing Misty moan your trainer name after a fight you almost threw on purpose hit different, not gonna lie. The point and click bits are simple, sometimes even clumsy, but that actually made me pay more attention to the girls instead of trying to min-max everything like in normal games. You wander the resort, poke around pools, gyms, lounges, click random stuff, and every so often the game just goes “yeah, now you’re getting your dick sucked behind the training arena, enjoy.” Very direct. Respect.

The male MC is basically the blank slate every otome player secretly wants to rewrite. He’s technically the protagonist, but emotionally he’s kind of your puppet, so I ended up playing him more like a messy reverse-otome heroine who just happens to have a cock. One scene that stuck with me: I picked May first, mostly because nostalgia and those tight shorts, and during one of her “training sessions” she’s talking big about becoming top trainer while literally riding you, hat slipping off, voice almost cracking when she tries to sound confident. Patty-cake dialogue, but the way she whines when you push deeper is way more honest than her whole “serious trainer” act. Then later I switched attention to Misty because I’m weak for redheads, and the game punished me in this really petty way, with May throwing these tiny jealous voice lines that stung more than any loss in battle. It’s hilarious and also kind of hot, being called out like that while you’re busy with another girl in the resort showers. Sex-wise it’s not shy at all. Full-on vaginal scenes, animated enough that you see hips move and tongues work during oral, faces go from smug to needy, and sometimes it looks a little scuffed but in a good way, like you’re watching some weird cosplay porn a fan recorded “for science.” I do wish the resort had more small events where the girls just hang out together and tease you as a group instead of the usual “talk, win heart points, get fucked” loop, but whatever, when Dawn suddenly drops the quiet act and sinks to her knees under the table, eyes up, voice all breathy in your headphones while you’re pretending to check your email on Chrome, it feels exactly trashy and shameless in the way this kind of parody is supposed to feel.