Survival Guide (Day 10) vDay10
Snow outside my window, pussy apocalypse on my screen. That was kinda the mood when I started this one on my phone, half watching some dumb Netflix Christmas movie in the background. The game throws you back into this infected city that looks like it used to have normal people and now it has horny trouble with teeth and claws and way too much titty. You’re this husband trying to find your wife and the tenant, like some fucked up holiday reunion where everyone might be dead or wet or both. It’s point and click, but not that boring “click lamp, click door, click your own soul” kind. You poke around ruined apartments, bloody hallways, busted elevators, and every so often you stumble into these scenes where sex and danger mix in a way that really shouldn’t feel cozy, but it kinda does. One moment I’m checking cabinets for meds and ammo, next moment there’s a half-naked girl with big tits pressed against a cracked window, breathing heavy while she tries not to scream because something is walking outside. That tension actually works. You’re thinking “please don’t die” and at the same time “please keep playing with yourself, fuck”.
The whole thing is weirdly intimate. The animated bits are not Hollywood level or something, but when the wife finally shows up in my run, she’s got this soft romance vibe, like she still trusts him, still blushes when he touches her, even though there’s blood on the floor and moaning outside that is not sexy at all. Then the game whiplashes and suddenly she’s jerking him off by candlelight, whispering about how they might not see morning, while the tenant watches from the corner, legs tight together, trying not to show she’s turned on. That voyeur lesbian tension is my favorite part, actually. Small touches like eyes sliding away, lip biting, that moment when she “accidentally” brushes her hand over the wife’s huge ass while they squeeze past each other in a narrow corridor. Also, the incest angle sneaks in more quietly than I expected; you wander into one of the safer rooms and the way the dialogue goes, it’s pretty clear family boundaries are more infected than the city. They don’t slam it in your face at first, but when it clicks, some earlier teasing scenes feel dirtier right away. And there’s one virgin scene that actually feels like something, not just “sex tutorial”. Girl shaking, hands on his shoulders, trying to be brave while there’s distant gunshots outside. Romantic and absolutely not healthy.
I like that you can just wander instead of being shoved along a straight line, but sometimes the sandbox stuff makes it annoying. I got stuck tapping the same fucking door icon three times because it looked like it should open and it’s just… background. And then when I did find a route, the reward was a monster encounter that ends in graphic violence before the sexy payoff even starts, which kinda killed my boner for a bit. There’s this one scene where a monster drags a side character away and the camera does not shy away, it’s messy and nasty and feels like the game reminding you “yeah, this world actually sucks”. Then five minutes later you’re watching the tenant masturbate quietly on a dirty mattress, whispering the wife’s name, and that contrast makes it hit harder. Or maybe I’m just a perv, whatever. The mobile layout is actually nice, plays fine on Chrome, thumb-friendly for one-handed use, which… matters here. Some animations loop a bit awkward, like hips moving while faces freeze, but the tits and asses are big and bouncy in all the right places, and that covers a lot. I wish some of the romance paths were less strict, like I wanted more slow-burn lesbian stuff between girl and girl instead of rushing back to cock every time, but that’s not gonna change and I’ll still reload saves like a clown to chase different scenes. Oh, and the teasing is surprisingly good: little handjobs interrupted by noises in the hallway, half-finished blowjobs because the husband suddenly remembers he was supposed to be “protecting loved ones”, sure man, put your dick away then. I kinda forgot what my point was. The game feels like Christmas lights hanging in a warzone: it shouldn’t be erotic, but when the wife leans in for a soft kiss right after bashing a creature’s skull, you almost believe this fucked city is worth saving just so she can ride you again.
The whole thing is weirdly intimate. The animated bits are not Hollywood level or something, but when the wife finally shows up in my run, she’s got this soft romance vibe, like she still trusts him, still blushes when he touches her, even though there’s blood on the floor and moaning outside that is not sexy at all. Then the game whiplashes and suddenly she’s jerking him off by candlelight, whispering about how they might not see morning, while the tenant watches from the corner, legs tight together, trying not to show she’s turned on. That voyeur lesbian tension is my favorite part, actually. Small touches like eyes sliding away, lip biting, that moment when she “accidentally” brushes her hand over the wife’s huge ass while they squeeze past each other in a narrow corridor. Also, the incest angle sneaks in more quietly than I expected; you wander into one of the safer rooms and the way the dialogue goes, it’s pretty clear family boundaries are more infected than the city. They don’t slam it in your face at first, but when it clicks, some earlier teasing scenes feel dirtier right away. And there’s one virgin scene that actually feels like something, not just “sex tutorial”. Girl shaking, hands on his shoulders, trying to be brave while there’s distant gunshots outside. Romantic and absolutely not healthy.
I like that you can just wander instead of being shoved along a straight line, but sometimes the sandbox stuff makes it annoying. I got stuck tapping the same fucking door icon three times because it looked like it should open and it’s just… background. And then when I did find a route, the reward was a monster encounter that ends in graphic violence before the sexy payoff even starts, which kinda killed my boner for a bit. There’s this one scene where a monster drags a side character away and the camera does not shy away, it’s messy and nasty and feels like the game reminding you “yeah, this world actually sucks”. Then five minutes later you’re watching the tenant masturbate quietly on a dirty mattress, whispering the wife’s name, and that contrast makes it hit harder. Or maybe I’m just a perv, whatever. The mobile layout is actually nice, plays fine on Chrome, thumb-friendly for one-handed use, which… matters here. Some animations loop a bit awkward, like hips moving while faces freeze, but the tits and asses are big and bouncy in all the right places, and that covers a lot. I wish some of the romance paths were less strict, like I wanted more slow-burn lesbian stuff between girl and girl instead of rushing back to cock every time, but that’s not gonna change and I’ll still reload saves like a clown to chase different scenes. Oh, and the teasing is surprisingly good: little handjobs interrupted by noises in the hallway, half-finished blowjobs because the husband suddenly remembers he was supposed to be “protecting loved ones”, sure man, put your dick away then. I kinda forgot what my point was. The game feels like Christmas lights hanging in a warzone: it shouldn’t be erotic, but when the wife leans in for a soft kiss right after bashing a creature’s skull, you almost believe this fucked city is worth saving just so she can ride you again.
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👁 341
💬 1
★★★★☆
NTR and Zombies v0.2
It’s weird how this game keeps slipping between being horny and being kinda sad. Like one moment you’re scavenging a half-broken supermarket for canned beans, and the next you’re watching Tiffany bend over in that torn tank top, and you *know* the camera’s doing it on purpose. I thought it’d be just another zombie clicker thing, but then it starts poking at your nerves. You play as Mark, but you’re not really him, because half the time you’re watching what happens when he’s gone. It’s uncomfortable but also… hot? I don’t know. The animations are surprisingly smooth, not glossy, more like something someone obsessed over too long in a dark room. Her skin looks sticky in the flashlight. The moans sound too close, like she’s right next to your ear, whispering something you shouldn’t hear.
I wasn’t expecting the teasing parts to be so drawn out. There’s this bit where Alex “accidentally” touches her thigh, and you can tell she notices but pretends not to. Then later, the game just lets you wander around while that tension sits there, heavy. I thought I’d hate the sandbox thing, but it actually makes it worse - like you’re the one choosing to look away or not. The monsters outside barely matter after a while; they just groan in the background, a reminder that everything’s falling apart while something even messier happens inside. There’s a scene with oral that I didn’t think would hit me, but it’s messy and awkward and somehow more real than most. I wish the sound balance wasn’t so off though, the wet noises drown out the dialogue sometimes. Maybe that’s on purpose.
It’s not pretty, but that’s what makes it stick. The game doesn’t care if you feel guilty. It kind of wants you to. I kept thinking I’d stop after one more scene, but then I’d catch a glimpse of Tiffany walking past a broken window, the light hitting her skin just right, and I’d forget whatever I was supposed to be doing.
I wasn’t expecting the teasing parts to be so drawn out. There’s this bit where Alex “accidentally” touches her thigh, and you can tell she notices but pretends not to. Then later, the game just lets you wander around while that tension sits there, heavy. I thought I’d hate the sandbox thing, but it actually makes it worse - like you’re the one choosing to look away or not. The monsters outside barely matter after a while; they just groan in the background, a reminder that everything’s falling apart while something even messier happens inside. There’s a scene with oral that I didn’t think would hit me, but it’s messy and awkward and somehow more real than most. I wish the sound balance wasn’t so off though, the wet noises drown out the dialogue sometimes. Maybe that’s on purpose.
It’s not pretty, but that’s what makes it stick. The game doesn’t care if you feel guilty. It kind of wants you to. I kept thinking I’d stop after one more scene, but then I’d catch a glimpse of Tiffany walking past a broken window, the light hitting her skin just right, and I’d forget whatever I was supposed to be doing.
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👁 2.3K
★★★☆☆
Lust Goddess
Feast your eyes on Hentai artwork in the form of amazing 2D uncensored animations! With a wide diversity, going from MILFs to crazy students to offer, Heavy Metal Babes is sure to sate all of your kinkiest desires. Get to know your companions inside and out by talking with them via the story. What finer thing to do than sexting and fucking?
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👁 907
★★★★★
Superhuman v0.9999b
College looks normal on the surface: crappy dorm beds, group chats blowing up over nothing, professors who talk like podcasts on 0.75x speed. Under all that, this game quietly hands you a body that does not stay put. You start as this regular 18-year-old guy, horny and stressed and barely holding it together, and then your skin starts crawling in ways that aren’t just “I need to jerk off before lecture.” Limbs stretch when you panic, muscles twist into inhuman shapes, and your reflection occasionally smiles before you do. The story doesn’t treat it like some heroic anime glow-up either. It feels dirty, like your own body is hitting on you and you can’t tell it to stop. That’s the fun of it, though: you’re constantly one bad choice away from accidentally showing everyone that the cute freshman with the big cock can also casually grow tentacles out of his back.
What really hooks you is how the erotic stuff grows out of that corruption instead of being tacked on. One scene you’re trying to stay calm in a packed lecture hall while your power reacts to a random boner, and the next scene you’re in a bathroom stall, literally reshaping yourself just enough to jerk off without leaving obvious traces, only to lose control and end up painting the walls with thick, barely-human cum. And when the game starts playing with gender shift, it doesn’t pretend it’s some wholesome identity journey. You slide into a soft, curvy version of yourself with big tits and a fat ass because it feels good and because you realize how easy it is to make people stare. There’s a kind of wrong thrill in turning into a stacked girl to get closer to some dude who’d never look at you as a guy, then tempting him into a messy titjob or sloppy blowjob while your mind is still very much male, buried somewhere under the bouncing flesh and ruined mascara. The writing leans into that twisted mix of arousal and shame: you’re hard even when you don’t have a dick, dripping in all the wrong places, surrounded by people who think you’re just another thirsty coed while something inside you writhes like a monster in heat.
Then there are the actual monsters, the things that gave you this power in the first place. They don’t just show up for fights; they slither into the sex. Tentacles that push under your clothes when you’re trying to act normal on a date, thick coils sliding between your transformed thighs while you’re grinding on some unsuspecting classmate, that awful, amazing moment where you realize you can open yourself in ways no human body should and take every inch of it. Scenes stack up where you’re pinned to a dark alley wall, or bent over some forgotten rooftop edge, body shifting to accommodate impossible girth, every hole filled and overflowing until you’re basically covered in cum, breathing hard and half laughing because part of you likes being used like that. Sometimes you turn it around and use your powers to be the monster instead, growing extra hands for a rough handjob, reshaping your mouth for deeper oral, pushing into a wet, stretched pussy while your skin ripples and your partner doesn’t even notice at first. The horror part never totally leaves; even when you’re riding a dick or taking a monster cock, there’s this background hum that you’re one wrong pulse away from snapping into something no longer human. And yet you keep pushing, keep masturbating with a body that can grow new angles to touch, chasing stronger orgasms while you try to pretend you’re just a normal freshman and not a walking sex-horror glitch waiting to explode all over the world.
What really hooks you is how the erotic stuff grows out of that corruption instead of being tacked on. One scene you’re trying to stay calm in a packed lecture hall while your power reacts to a random boner, and the next scene you’re in a bathroom stall, literally reshaping yourself just enough to jerk off without leaving obvious traces, only to lose control and end up painting the walls with thick, barely-human cum. And when the game starts playing with gender shift, it doesn’t pretend it’s some wholesome identity journey. You slide into a soft, curvy version of yourself with big tits and a fat ass because it feels good and because you realize how easy it is to make people stare. There’s a kind of wrong thrill in turning into a stacked girl to get closer to some dude who’d never look at you as a guy, then tempting him into a messy titjob or sloppy blowjob while your mind is still very much male, buried somewhere under the bouncing flesh and ruined mascara. The writing leans into that twisted mix of arousal and shame: you’re hard even when you don’t have a dick, dripping in all the wrong places, surrounded by people who think you’re just another thirsty coed while something inside you writhes like a monster in heat.
Then there are the actual monsters, the things that gave you this power in the first place. They don’t just show up for fights; they slither into the sex. Tentacles that push under your clothes when you’re trying to act normal on a date, thick coils sliding between your transformed thighs while you’re grinding on some unsuspecting classmate, that awful, amazing moment where you realize you can open yourself in ways no human body should and take every inch of it. Scenes stack up where you’re pinned to a dark alley wall, or bent over some forgotten rooftop edge, body shifting to accommodate impossible girth, every hole filled and overflowing until you’re basically covered in cum, breathing hard and half laughing because part of you likes being used like that. Sometimes you turn it around and use your powers to be the monster instead, growing extra hands for a rough handjob, reshaping your mouth for deeper oral, pushing into a wet, stretched pussy while your skin ripples and your partner doesn’t even notice at first. The horror part never totally leaves; even when you’re riding a dick or taking a monster cock, there’s this background hum that you’re one wrong pulse away from snapping into something no longer human. And yet you keep pushing, keep masturbating with a body that can grow new angles to touch, chasing stronger orgasms while you try to pretend you’re just a normal freshman and not a walking sex-horror glitch waiting to explode all over the world.
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👁 1.5K
💬 1
★★★★☆
Ravens Quest v1.4.0
Raven wakes up in Lustein with the kind of hangover you get from reality itself, not from alcohol. She knows three things: her name, that she’s a witch, and that everyone around her is way too horny for a Tuesday that doesn’t even exist. The town looks like some fantasy RPG town you half remember from an old JRPG, but somebody replaced half the NPC dialogues with porn hub comments and cult propaganda. On one corner there’s a prim girl in a hood preaching purity, on the next there’s a slime girl casually jerking off a tentacle beast in an alley, and both scenes feel normal after about ten minutes. The game doesn’t even apologize for it. You walk Raven around, poke your nose into “investigations,” and every lead about the mysterious Order somehow slides into another sex scene, another shady deal, another monster with way too much cock for its own skeleton.
What I liked is that Raven isn’t written like some clueless virgin protagonist who “accidentally” falls on dick every five steps. At first she’s confused, guarded, trying to treat every encounter like a real case file. You’re choosing dialogue options, digging for clues, following rumors about disappearances and strange symbols, but half the clue-givers are masturbating behind curtains or peeping through keyholes when you arrive. The voyeur stuff sneaks up on you: you accept a “stakeout quest,” thinking you’ll watch a corrupt priest meet his contact, and suddenly you’re crouched behind a crate, watching him get absolutely flooded by his own acolytes in a holy-bukkake ritual that looks like a blasphemous version of a Klimt painting. You can stay hidden, stroke yourself with Raven’s gloved hand while the scene unfolds, or reveal yourself and twist the ritual to your own kind of magic. The game pretends it is about an investigation, but it is actually about how far you push her corruption, how much you let Lustein leak into her soul and underwear. There’s turn based combat, sure, but it’s the kind of combat that laughs at normal balance. You’re casting spells that bind tentacles, seduce bosses, or literally masturbate mid-battle to charge a corruption bar that works like mana and moral decay at the same time. An early battle with a raven-headed knight is still stuck in my head: the fight starts like normal, you exploit his weak point, suddenly his armor snaps away and what’s under it could never fit in that plate mail. You can finish him “properly” with fire and hexes, or stun him using a seduction stance that turns the screen into a slow striptease, then ride him until he swears fealty with a mouth full of your magic. There is this absurd tension between “I am saving this world” and “I am absolutely getting railed by it.”
The outfits are not just costumes; they feel like alternate timelines for Raven. You change from a modest witch dress into a shredded leather top and thigh-high boots, and the game quietly adjusts how people react. That prim Order nun earlier suddenly stops seeing you as possible recruit and starts looking at you like potential prey, cornering you later in a side chapel and suggesting “purification” that involves ropes, candles, and her tongue taking a pilgrimage between your legs. Another time I put Raven into a delicate, almost scholarly robe, and went to a monster-infested forest. Bad idea. The tentacle plants there literally respond differently, coiling around her as if they’ve found a rare flower and need to pollinate it from every angle. You’re given choices, but a lot of them feel like you’re only choosing how filthy things get, not if. One quest has you investigating rumors about a masked witch corrupting villagers. Plot twist: that witch is basically you from the future if you dive too far into the hentai logic of Lustein. Fighting her in turn-based battle is weirdly arousing and tragic: magic circles, mirrored incantations, her taunting you with what you will become, then pinning you down with living chains while she pours her “knowledge” into your mouth. The best part is I hated some tiny UI things, like how the log sometimes hides a line you want to reread during a particularly heavy lesbian ritual, and I will complain about this in my head forever, but at the same time, when Raven kneels in a ruined library, covered in monster cum, reading sigils from a soaked grimoire while fingering herself to unlock a new spell, I forget everything else. It feels like those old fantasy paperbacks where the margins are full of notes from some horny reader before you, except now you’re the one writing them on Raven’s skin.
What I liked is that Raven isn’t written like some clueless virgin protagonist who “accidentally” falls on dick every five steps. At first she’s confused, guarded, trying to treat every encounter like a real case file. You’re choosing dialogue options, digging for clues, following rumors about disappearances and strange symbols, but half the clue-givers are masturbating behind curtains or peeping through keyholes when you arrive. The voyeur stuff sneaks up on you: you accept a “stakeout quest,” thinking you’ll watch a corrupt priest meet his contact, and suddenly you’re crouched behind a crate, watching him get absolutely flooded by his own acolytes in a holy-bukkake ritual that looks like a blasphemous version of a Klimt painting. You can stay hidden, stroke yourself with Raven’s gloved hand while the scene unfolds, or reveal yourself and twist the ritual to your own kind of magic. The game pretends it is about an investigation, but it is actually about how far you push her corruption, how much you let Lustein leak into her soul and underwear. There’s turn based combat, sure, but it’s the kind of combat that laughs at normal balance. You’re casting spells that bind tentacles, seduce bosses, or literally masturbate mid-battle to charge a corruption bar that works like mana and moral decay at the same time. An early battle with a raven-headed knight is still stuck in my head: the fight starts like normal, you exploit his weak point, suddenly his armor snaps away and what’s under it could never fit in that plate mail. You can finish him “properly” with fire and hexes, or stun him using a seduction stance that turns the screen into a slow striptease, then ride him until he swears fealty with a mouth full of your magic. There is this absurd tension between “I am saving this world” and “I am absolutely getting railed by it.”
The outfits are not just costumes; they feel like alternate timelines for Raven. You change from a modest witch dress into a shredded leather top and thigh-high boots, and the game quietly adjusts how people react. That prim Order nun earlier suddenly stops seeing you as possible recruit and starts looking at you like potential prey, cornering you later in a side chapel and suggesting “purification” that involves ropes, candles, and her tongue taking a pilgrimage between your legs. Another time I put Raven into a delicate, almost scholarly robe, and went to a monster-infested forest. Bad idea. The tentacle plants there literally respond differently, coiling around her as if they’ve found a rare flower and need to pollinate it from every angle. You’re given choices, but a lot of them feel like you’re only choosing how filthy things get, not if. One quest has you investigating rumors about a masked witch corrupting villagers. Plot twist: that witch is basically you from the future if you dive too far into the hentai logic of Lustein. Fighting her in turn-based battle is weirdly arousing and tragic: magic circles, mirrored incantations, her taunting you with what you will become, then pinning you down with living chains while she pours her “knowledge” into your mouth. The best part is I hated some tiny UI things, like how the log sometimes hides a line you want to reread during a particularly heavy lesbian ritual, and I will complain about this in my head forever, but at the same time, when Raven kneels in a ruined library, covered in monster cum, reading sigils from a soaked grimoire while fingering herself to unlock a new spell, I forget everything else. It feels like those old fantasy paperbacks where the margins are full of notes from some horny reader before you, except now you’re the one writing them on Raven’s skin.
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👁 1.6K
★★★★☆
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