Caelus here is not the soft idiot from canon. The game basically asks, "What if the Trailblazer actually used all that cosmic bullshit to do the one thing everyone writes in fanfic but Hoyoverse pretends doesn’t exist?" and then never pulls back. Nanook is not some gloomy destruction god, he is straight up horny cosmic troll, like a drunk Archive of Our Own tag come to life. Plot is thin in a good way: every excuse to bend another Star Rail girl, and sometimes literally, into whatever shape your pervy little brain asked for the first time you saw her on a limited banner and thought “yeah I’d roll on that.”

What works weirdly well is how the game treats the whole “canon vs fanon” thing. Half the scenes feel like they were ripped straight from those long smut fics where the author clearly has a spreadsheet for everyone’s kinks. You know those 70k word monsters that start “slow burn” and then chapter 3 is already double penetration and mind control? Same energy here. One minute you are talking about Aeons and Paths, next minute Nanook just snaps reality and suddenly a proud Valkyrie type is on her knees giving this messy, noisy blowjob that would get a Twitch VOD nuked on sight. Then the scene pretends like nothing happened and jumps back to sci fi chatter. It feels wrong in a fun way. Or maybe in a stupid way. I liked it anyway.

The sex itself hits pretty much every checkbox people keep sneaking into tags: sloppy oral that really leans into the sounds, handjobs with way too much focus on fingers and precum, anal scenes where the camera insists on hanging on that first push a bit too long, and then stuff like footjobs that come out of nowhere. I mean it, you are casually abusing some broken mind controlled girl for exhibition in a public corridor, and suddenly she is using her feet like it is the most natural thing in the galaxy, with Nanook commenting in your head like a hentai Reddit thread. It is over the top and sometimes kind of dumb, but in a charming “this is clearly made by a guy who knows every Honkai subtag on Rule34.xxx” sort of way. The harem idea is full power, too. Caelus walks around like the universe itself is his brothel, and the girls, even when they resist at first, end up folded into this obedient, fucked-out collection entirely under his control. The mind control is not subtle. He rewrites them to love being toys, to show off outside with clothes barely hanging on, to beg him to use every hole in the worst moments, during missions, in front of cameras, whatever. And yet in the middle of all that excess, I got really annoyed that one small VFX on a cumshot looked like cheap soap. It bothered me the whole time and yeah, the game never fixes it.

What surprised me is how casually the game mixes sci fi nonsense and raw filth. You get “superpowers” here but not for saving worlds. Caelus uses cosmic energy to freeze time just to keep a girl’s mouth wrapped around his cock at the perfect angle, or to hold her asshole open while he decides if he wants to go back to her pussy or not. Sometimes reality bends so hard two girls exist in the same “moment” giving alternate versions of the same scene, one obedient, one still fighting, and you can flip your attention back and forth like changing tabs in Chrome. It sounds fancy, but in practice you are just clicking through dialogue while the game finds new ways to show spit, tears, ruined makeup and gaping. There is this one exhibition bit where a character is pretended to be fully in charge in front of a crowd, proper captain pose, and then in the next “layer” she is actually riding Caelus, forced to keep a perfect public speech while getting filled and emptied again and again. It is clever. Or maybe it is trash. Kind of both. Fantasy fans will notice half the lore is slightly off too. Some names are wrong, affiliations twisted, like the developer half remembered wiki pages and then said “eh, who cares, she is naked now.” Honestly, they were right.

If you ever read a “what if the Stellaron messed with their libido instead of destiny” fic and thought the author chickened out before the real filth, this is that same story but the brakes got removed, burned, and then fucked.

Boon feels like somebody took all the usual straight dude fantasy crap, tossed it in the trash, then said “nah, let’s make this horny and weird and actually about these two messed up cuties.” You’re basically hanging out inside the head of this male protagonist while his life gets hijacked by a tall trans woman with big everything and a femboy who looks like he escaped from a sissy subreddit. It’s a kinetic novel, so you’re not babysitting choices every two seconds, you’re just dragged along while this “special relationship” between them gets more twisted, hotter, and kind of sweet in a fucked up way. One moment it’s teasing, next moment there’s her hand on his throat and he’s on his knees, then you’re like “wait, did he just moan at being called a good girl?” and yeah, he did.

The scenes ramp up in a way that feels less like porn logic and more like a slow, horny car crash you can’t look away from. You’ve got this big ass, big tits trans dommy who clearly knows she owns the room, and she treats him like a toy she’s training. There’s sissification stuff where he’s getting pushed into panties, make-up, all that humiliating “you’re my cute little thing” talk, and the game doesn’t flinch. She’ll edge him for ages, ride his face, make him choke on her, call him pretty while she’s wrecking his ass, and he’s stuck halfway between “I’m a man” and “please ruin me, mommy.” At some point there’s anal where he’s trying to pretend he’s not loving it and failing hard, and the writing actually sells it. It’s not just “he moans again, wow, so hot,” you get the dirty details, the shame, the way he gets turned on by being powerless. There’s futa-on-male, trap-on-male, some incest flavor lurking around the edges they don’t scream about but it’s there enough to make you feel slightly wrong for liking it. I opened this in another tab while Spotify was playing and legitimately forgot my emails for a while, which is wild because half of the time the characters are just talking and it’s still hotter than half of Pornhub.

What surprised me is how the 3D style actually helps the vibe instead of killing it like in those dead-eyed Unity sex “games.” The bodies look like they belong in this filthy little universe: thick thighs, round asses, tits that practically announce themselves, and the femboy is perfectly in that uncanny spot where you’re not sure if you want to bully him, fuck him, or both. Oral scenes especially hit hard, you can almost feel the spit and the gagging when she pushes too deep. There’s one moment where she shoves him against something, whispers something brutally degrading in his ear, and he just melts, and you’re sitting there thinking “yeah ok I get it now.” And because it’s split into episodes, you get these little arcs where a new kink creeps in, like the teasing moves into harder femdom, or the relationship between the two “subs” shifts from awkward to “I’ll suck you off because she told me to and I secretly love it.” The pacing is all over the place sometimes, like it lingers on stuff that doesn’t matter and rushes stuff that’s insanely hot, but somehow that makes it feel more like you’re watching someone’s fucked up fantasy play out than some polished porn machine. I still hate how one specific sound effect keeps repeating in the background at weird times and it annoyed the hell out of me, but I kept clicking anyway because I wanted to see how far she’d push them in the next scene.

Lena looks like the kind of girl who should be in some boring office job, not standing half naked in a sweat-soaked ring with some psycho redhead trying to choke her out while the crowd yells for more tits. That clash is what makes this game hit different. You don’t start as some overpowered porn goddess, you start as a broke girl stuck in a shit city, dragged into sexfights because her idiot dad couldn’t stay away from cards. New Ipswich feels like one of those places from a trashy crime anime that never got a second season: neon, sleaze, and everyone pretending this is “just business” while they bet on who gets fucked on the mat. The whole sexfighting thing sounds silly on paper, then you’re in your first real match, Lena’s breathing heavy, sweat on her skin, the other girl grabbing her hair, and suddenly the humiliation hits harder than the punches. Either you dominate, or you get used. It’s that simple and that messed up.

The fights are not just button mashing. You switch from strikes and holds into sex moves so fast it feels illegal. One second you’re working a clinch, next second the crowd is chanting for Lena to “open up” and you actually consider it because if she goes full tease, she can flip the mental game. Let an enemy strip her top off in front of the audience and the shame drains her focus, but if you time it right and Lena turns it around, pins the girl, crotch grinding on her face, forcing her to lick while the camera zooms in on every wet detail, suddenly she’s the one owning the exhibition. I had this one match where I played it “nice” for too long, tried to win clean with jabs and throws, and the rival just snapped, mounted Lena, shoved fingers in her, rode her to a sloppy creampie in front of everyone and then walked off like she just claimed a trophy. I actually paused and stared at the screen like: “ok, that escalated.” It’s rude in a good way. Or a bad way. Depends how broken you are.

What caught me off guard is how the game leans into both sides of domination without pretending they are equal. Sometimes Lena is on top, literally sitting on a girl’s face, grabbing her hair, forcing her to eat her out while flashing her big tits to the crowd like she owns the whole damn city. Sometimes it flips and a bigger fighter or some smug guy just treats her like a toy, using her throat, pushing past her limits, making her cum against her will, then leaving her on the sticky canvas with that dazed, fucked-out look. The humiliation is not soft either. They taunt, spit, pull her legs open, finish inside her while the gamblers laugh, and the game just quietly nudges you like: “hey, she still has debts to pay.” It even has these quiet moments in the locker room after, where Lena is leaning against the wall, thighs still trembling, and you’re picking what she does next, who she confronts, whether she chases power or just survives. It almost feels romantic sometimes when she faces another girl who clearly wants her as much as she wants to win, tongue tangled with knuckles, lesbian heat right in the middle of a dirty brawl. Then some asshole promoter reminds you she’s just another body to bet on and the mood dies. That’s kind of the charm though: nothing is clean here. Sex is a weapon, a punishment, a reward, and half the time Lena’s not sure which one she’s holding.

Guy wakes up naked in a giant smoking hole in the ground, memory wiped, dick working fine, moral compass already kind of on strike. That’s your hero. No chosen one speech, no destiny, just “who the hell am I” followed by “ok but whose tits are those over there” very fast. The story follows that vibe all the way: half confused adventure, half pervert travel blog. Every time you think “ok, now it gets noble and heroic”, the game throws you some horny widow with huge tits asking for “help” while her husband is literally in the next room snoring like a pig.

The world is this weird fantasy mix that acts all mysterious and serious for like two lines, then you’re balls deep in someone you probably shouldn’t even be making eye contact with. One moment you’re talking with some high elf priestess about fate and the strange crater you crawled out of, next thing she’s on her knees with mascara running, mumbling prayers around your cock. And the game doesn’t even pretend to be shy: anal, foot stuff, toys, cosplay outfits that look like they were ordered from the cheapest part of AliExpress, blackmail scenes where you’re thinking “he really went there, ok.” There is voyeur stuff out of nowhere too. You “accidentally” see people fucking, then later you can decide if you just keep watching, join, or pretend to be a respectable person and leave. Guess which option is clearly not the point.

Whole dating sim layer sits on top of it like one of those shitty fancy cakes. You do dialogues, give gifts, pick “romantic” answers, then ten minutes later you are choking the same girl with your hand while she’s in a maid cosplay and pretending she doesn’t like it. Romance and corruption sit right next to each other and keep changing places. One route has this sweet, shy girl who looks like she should be in soft romance stuff, and your choices slowly push her from blushing kisses and handjobs to getting filmed while you fuck her asleep, with a gagged “boyfriend” watching helpless from the corner. And he deserves it, but also damn. The game acts like “oh this is a tender moment” while you’re literally using a vibrator on her in front of him. I laughed, not sure that was the correct reaction.

Family stuff is there too, tiptoeing on that “we are not saying it directly but everyone knows what is going on” line. You meet a “landlady”, a “aunt”, a “older sister type” with the biggest ass the engine can handle. They all have that slightly too familiar energy, like “we’re related enough that this should be a problem, but not enough that the dev wants to get banned.” Some routes let you go full NTR bastard: you slowly steal them from the guys around them, or just fuck them behind their backs while the poor idiots talk about “trust” and “true love” in the next tavern. There is one very specific scene where you get a girl drunk, let her fall asleep next to you, then decide if you just watch her masturbate in her sleep, or you go further and, yeah, take what you want. Game barely pretends this is a moral choice. It knows exactly what you clicked.

What I like and hate at same time is how the protagonist can act almost nice in dialogue, asking about feelings, talking about the mystery of the crater, then two clicks later you’re using a collar and leash on a milf that earlier tried to mother you. One path lets you keep her “pure”, another lets you train her into cock add*cted slave who will take anal in public just because you snap your fingers. The exhibition stuff goes too hard sometimes, like you’re fucking on a balcony while random guards pretend they don’t see, or you shove a dildo into a girl before sending her to some serious story meeting, and the game keeps cutting to her trying to keep a straight face while you hold the remote. World saving, but with remote control butt plug, sure. The plot about who you are and why that crater exists keeps popping up between all of this, like the dev suddenly remembered there was supposed to be a story, then gets distracted again by a pair of big tits bouncing in 3D. And I am not complaining. Well, I am, about one thing: the main menu music is annoying as hell and I can’t stop humming it while watching yet another “accidental” cheating route blow up a happy couple from inside. Literally from inside.

Office door closed, Slack set to “in a meeting,” I open this thing thinking it’s just another horny clicker with fake choices and dead eyes. Then you get those glasses. Not sexy at first glance, more like something IT guy wears on his day off, but once you put them on, the whole vibe changes. The game turns into this mix of creeping and flirting where every girl you meet has some dirty little line of text hovering around her like a status update from her pussy. You look at a shy neighbor on the rooftop and, boom, you see she’s been secretly thinking about getting pinned against the rail and fucked raw under the stars. In the hallway you pass this office lady with big tits bouncing under her shirt, and the glasses calmly show you exactly how she likes a cock in her throat while she pretends she’s “busy with reports.” It feels wrong, hot, kind of pathetic, but I’m still sitting here at my desk half-hard behind my laptop, pretending I’m editing spreadsheets while I’m actually checking who wants to ride me next in the game.

The main guy is such a mess in a way I really like. He got destroyed by his first girl, then runs away to the military to forget he got used like a walking dildo and then dropped. That vibe sticks. He’s not some smooth porn hero from the start, but then the “Lens Lust” crap starts messing with him, and with you too. You pick quests that are basically their hidden fantasies, like “help her relax after work” and that suddenly turns into you on your knees licking her, her heels digging into your back, and her calling you a good boy while you push her legs apart and slam inside. Another one is this quiet girl pretending to be innocent, and the quest slowly escalates from just talking on the rooftop to her jerking you off with her tits, oil dripping between them while she keeps stealing glances at the door in case someone comes up. The animations give that little extra, like subtle hip movement and lips wrapping around the shaft, nothing super polished, but because of that it feels more like real porn you find at 2% volume at work than some shiny trailer. There is this thing no one talks about where you use points to basically tune your body and style, and suddenly the same girl who barely noticed you before is staring down at your bulge and biting her lip in the elevator. Watching your choices turn you from awkward loser into this confident, slightly controlling bastard who pushes girls to their knees, pulls their hair, fucks their throats and then watches them masturbate on his bed because he told them to is… yeah, it stays in your head when you go back to boring emails.

What caught me is how the game mixes the romance angle with some really blunt male domination. One minute you’re having this actually cute rooftop talk, she’s opening up about her past, and you feel like “ok, this is a date,” and twenty minutes later you’re shoving her panties aside and sliding into her while she tries not to moan too loud because someone might hear from downstairs. The harem thing sneaks up on you too, not like “here is your collection,” more like you realize you’ve got three different girls sending you messages at once and all of them, in their own way, basically want to taste your cum or feel it dripping out of them. There’s a voyeur bit where you sit with the glasses on and watch a girl touching herself when she thinks she’s alone, and you can’t decide if you feel like a bastard or a god, but you still keep watching. I do wish one of the side girls didn’t repeat the same blowjob animation in different clothes, it pulled me out of it for a second, but then there was this scene where you’re sitting on the couch, she’s between your legs, drool on her chin, her tits shaking while she bobs faster and faster, and honestly, my brain forgot to complain. Sometimes the English in the dialogue feels a little stiff and then suddenly it hits with a line like “I want you to use me like you never got to before,” and it just lands. The game is like that ex you know is bad for your mental health but you still stalk her Instagram on your lunch break and jerk off in the bathroom after. Not proud. Not sorry.

You’re this washed-up author who used to shit out bestsellers like it was nothing, then the magic just dies. No muse, no words, just a dry brain and a blinking cursor in Google Docs mocking you every day. Instead of fixing your life, you bolt back to your hometown and somehow land the job of academy director, which is wild because you absolutely don’t feel like an authority figure. You show up with Linda, the girl you’ve basically raised, and the whole place is full of cute students, teachers, and staff who look way too eager to “help” with your new workload. It starts pretty innocent, just walking around the campus, checking classes, getting a feel for the schedule, but the game keeps poking you with teasing scenes. A girl leaning over your desk a little too far during a meeting, Linda clinging to your arm in the corridor, the shy librarian blushing like crazy while giving you the keys to the archive. The corruption doesn’t slap you in the face at once, it slides in slowly like a hand creeping up a thigh under the table.

What I liked is how the game keeps pretending it’s about managing the academy, while you’re obviously steering every conversation into something more intimate. There’s a minigame where you’re supposed to “motivate” a lazy class by helping them prepare an exam, but if you push the right dialogue choices, you end up in this side room with one of the girls on her knees, sucking you off, still wearing her half-buttoned uniform like she just ran away from class. The way her head bobs while she looks up at you, that little animation loop feels dirty in a good way, especially when she pulls off for a second just to tease you with her tongue and call you “sir” in that fake innocent tone. Later, you can cum in her mouth or inside her pussy after you bend her over a pile of books and push in raw, and the game doesn’t pretend to be shy about showing the creampie slipping out. It’s actually kind of romantic in places too, which is weird to say about a route where you’re basically corrupting half the female cast. Some scenes with Linda feel way too sweet, like when she sneaks into your office at night with coffee, sits on your lap and just wants you to “relax” while grinding on you slowly until your self-control cracks. Then other moments are just pure filth, like a harem-style event in the dorm where two girls take turns sucking you, one deepthroating while the other kisses your shaft and plays with your balls, and you’re choosing who gets your load like it’s some reward ceremony.

It’s not perfect at all, and that’s kind of why it stuck in my head. The pacing jumps around like bad weather. One day you’re stuck in long, quiet story scenes about your past writing career, just clicking through dialogue, waiting for something spicy to happen, like watching a pot of soup that refuses to boil. Then out of nowhere, you get slammed with a chain of erotic scenes where you’re fucking in the infirmary, then in a classroom, then in your office, and it almost feels like a sex party you didn’t have time to dress for. Some of the minigames feel pointless, like this little “management” part where you juggle academy stats, but you’ll just end up clicking the same option to reach the next girl anyway. I wish they let the corruption go even deeper, like more scenes where a girl starts all shy and slowly turns into a total cock-hungry mess across several encounters, not just jumping from flirty to “please fill me up” in one go. But it still has that messy charm, like a horny Wattpad story that grew muscles and learned how to animate blowjobs. I kept telling myself I’d just check one more event, then suddenly I was watching another timid teacher wrap her lips around the MC and moan with her mouth full, and any thoughts about pacing or logic just kind of shut up.

A broke guy landing in Peachy Sands Bay and somehow every swimsuit in town is three sizes too small, that’s basically the vibe here. It feels a bit like someone took those “wish you were here” beach postcards, spilled horny all over them, and then drew in huge tits and bubble asses on top. You click around the little resort town, talk to the four girls, pretend to care about “getting a better life” while actually just trying to unlock the next scene where she wraps her lips around you. The game doesn’t even hide that. One second you’re doing some simple fetch thing, next second she’s on her knees, bikini straps half hanging, drool on your cock, boobs bouncing like they’re arguing with gravity. And the drawings are that hand-made, kinda imperfect style, which is strangely hot because every curve feels like it was drawn slowly on purpose. Not that cheap AI look that shows up all over Twitter now. You see the tiny pen strokes around her areola and go, ah shit, someone stared at this nipple for a long time.

The sandbox thing is funny here. It’s not some giant open world, more like a small sandcastle you keep kicking over until all the secrets pop out. You wander the beach, the bar, the rooms, check your phone like a creep, click on stuff that doesn’t even matter, and suddenly boom, a new animation with the “shy virgin” girl letting you slip it in for the first time, legs shaking, sand still stuck on her thigh. She whimpers that she’s never done this and then rides you like she’s been binge-watching porn on Pornhub for years, so yeah, story logic is a suggestion at best. One of the older ladies, clearly the milf of this little paradise, has that one scene where she’s leaning on the balcony rail in her swimsuit, pretending to show you the view, and instead you’re palming her ass cheeks, big and soft, fingers digging in while she pretends to be offended but spreads her legs a bit more. Then later she’s smirking with your cock pushed between her tits, oil glistening, her hands squeezing them around you, tongue right at the tip. The animation loops are short but they feel tight, with little details like toes curling in a footjob, or her eyes rolling slightly when you push into her ass for the first time. I kept pausing just to stare at dumb things like how her bikini tan lines are drawn, while completely ignoring that one of the girls has the same facial expression in like half her scenes and it lowkey bugged me, but I still replayed them anyway.

It’s one of those games where you end up obsessing over tiny triggers. Talk to her at the bar at the “wrong” time and you just get small talk, come back when the sky is a bit darker and suddenly she’s guiding your hand under her bikini top, telling you not to look around, like anyone cares. You click her thigh, not her face, and now you’re getting a groping scene that leads into a sloppy blowjob behind some changing room, with her knees getting sandy. There’s anal, of course, because this kind of game always sneaks it in somewhere, and when you finally unlock that scene it feels more like you cracked a safe than seduced someone. She bites her lip, complains it’s too big, then backs onto you anyway until her ass swallows you completely. It’s messy, wrong, super hot. The virgin girl letting you cum inside for the “first” time, the beach hottie wrapping her feet around your shaft like she’s done it a thousand times, the older woman guiding you with that slow, patient handjob while telling you you’re “tense” from all the studying you’re not doing anymore. By the time I unlocked the last animation, I wasn’t even clicking for plot, just scanning the screen for anything that might lead to the next way to stick it in someone in a swimsuit. The game pretends to be about a loser chasing a better life; it’s actually about you treating a sunny beach town like your own personal porn playlist, one point and click at a time.

Imagine a horny trivia night where every question you answer wrong sends you into a different timeline and every “bonus round” is actually someone riding your dick or your face. That’s kind of how this game feels. One moment you’re this broke nobody in modern time, jerking off at home and trying not to think about how useless you are, then suddenly some crazy AI thing wants to delete the whole universe and now you’re time skipping between a medieval kingdom, a neon sci‑fi hellscape and your pretty normal city, collecting tits, trouble and trauma like Pokémon. Except these Pokémon sit on your face, call you “pet” and make you pay their rent by turning your stats and their holes into profit. The story pretends you’re the chosen one, but you always feel more like the idiot who just happened to be standing closest to the big red button labeled “world ending bullshit, press here.” Somehow that works.

What actually hooked me was how the horny stuff and the “ok I need to actually think” stuff are tangled together. You wanna rail the witch with the huge ass in the medieval castle? Great, but she wants proof you can survive the dungeon first, so off you go, bumbling through corridors, managing your health, trying not to get clapped by monster girls who look like they crawled out of someone’s very specific tags list. One of them literally had you on your knees with her foot on your chest, toes stroking your cock while she messes with your head, whispering that you’re just a toy in her dungeon. It’s half combat encounter, half humiliation fetish and you kind of forget which part you’re supposed to be “winning.” Then in the future era you’re managing a brothel like it’s a fucked up version of Football Manager. You set shifts, choose which girl teases which client, worry about corruption levels, unlock new services, suddenly realize you’ve min-maxed your way into running a time traveling prostitution empire. There’s even that awkward first time thing with one of the virgins in the school arc, where the game doesn’t shy away from it being clumsy and weird before it gets hot. She’s jerking you off badly at first, nervous as hell, then after a few scenes she’s got your cock between her tits, tongue on the tip, making that stupid ahegao face and you’re like “ok, yeah, character development.” And all the while this AI VOID thing is in the background, like a DM who keeps reminding you that the universe is dying while you’re busy getting a sloppy blowjob behind a tavern. Honestly, I came for the big tits and stayed because I was lowkey panicking about breaking the timeline while creampie-ing a princess in public in front of half the city. And yeah, that sentence makes sense if you’ve played it.

This one feels like someone grabbed a bunch of messed up fairy tales from an old Tumblr archive, poured too much horny into them, then stitched them together with tape and spite. You jump from one little “chapter” to another, each about a different princess or monster girl, and it never quite behaves the same way twice. Sometimes you’re clicking through choices like a horny gremlin, sometimes you’re stuck on one screen just staring at a princess in chains while deciding if you go full bastard or pretend to be a gentleman for three lines before ruining everything again. It has that cheap 2D CG look that somehow fits perfectly, like fanart that escaped from DeviantArt and learned how to talk dirty.

The Disney parody angle is not subtle at all. One moment you’re in a desert palace with a very not-licensed princess in transparent harem pants, the next you’re watching her milk drip through the fabric because some “blessing” of a magic artifact turned her into a walking cow fantasy. There’s actual choices around that too: keep her as a humiliated slave, drag her to the shop to buy toys and chains, or pretend to “free” her and then chain her to the bed anyway when she tries to run. When the genie shows up, he’s not doing three wishes, he’s doing “how much anal, how much oral, and which hole gets the creampie first.” It sounds crude but the writing has this weird emotional whiplash. You get moments where she spits insults, calls you a monster, you spank her until she does that stupid ahegao face, tongue out, drool, and then three clicks later she’s asking why you didn’t kiss her after you fucked her. Absolutely romantic. Totally normal.

Then there’s the monster girls and the more… questionable stuff. The game does not care about comfort zones. There is ***, humiliation, bestial stuff, that feeling of “oh shit, I should not be aroused by this, and yet here we are.” A lamia coils around your guy, squeezes until he can’t breathe, then uses him like a living dildo. A corrupted princess rides a centaur while you watch and jerk off like some pathetic court wizard who lost control of his own spell. At some point I spent like five minutes just trying to click the right option so I could see the lactation scene loop again, because the way her breasts bounce when the magic spell forces her to squirt on command is genuinely hot in this stupid, low-budget way. And then, in another branch, that same girl is surrounded by a group of guards, getting used one after another, cum dripping out of every hole, and she still has that princess pride in her face like she’s trying not to break while you decide if you go for a handjob ending or shove toys into her until she cracks.

What I like is how inconsistent it all feels, in a good way and also in a “who wrote this at 4 in the morning on Red Bull” way. Some scenes are pure male domination power trip, where you drag a chained girl by the collar, make her lick your boots, force oral until her eyes roll up. Then suddenly you hit a route where a demoness sits on your chest, slaps your face, makes you cum with just her feet and your own hand, and laughs at you for being her little toy. There is one bit I keep thinking about: that stupid little shop screen where you buy a cheap-looking vibrator, take it back to the dungeon, and the scene changes only by this tiny drawn toy in her hand, but the dialogue completely flips her personality. She goes from sobbing *** victim to desperate, horny mess begging you to push it deeper while your character mocks her for loving it. The game pretends to be a light parody, but some of these stories end like a punch in the gut, with the girl broken, collared, used by monsters and men, covered in cum, and you get this short line of text hinting that, in another path, she could have escaped with a girlfriend instead, living a quiet lesbian fantasy far from the palace. You will probably ignore that and reload for the anal gangbang anyway.