Ryuko walking back into that twisted academy in her busted-up school uniform feels almost casual at first, like she’s just visiting old classmates, and then suddenly she’s standing in front of Satsuki again and the whole thing flips from nostalgia to “oh fuck, this is a problem.” The story throws you right into this weird mix of sister drama and horny power struggle, where every girl in a sailor uniform seems one step away from either choking Ryuko out with her thighs or forcing her face into a very wet apology. It’s a parody, sure, but it doesn’t act like a joke. The uniforms are treated almost like weapons, and clothes only exist so they can be yanked, torn, or used to pin someone down while they’re being made to lick, swallow or just squirm and try to pretend they’re not moaning. You get a lot of shots of Ryuko trying to act tough while on her knees, mouth full, eyes half-wet with humiliation and frustration, and it kind of nails that messy feeling of “I hate this” at the exact same time as “don’t stop.”

The whole tournament thing is basically a ladder of bad decisions. Every round is another girl who wants Satsuki’s attention and is totally fine using Ryuko as a toy to get it. One fight will be more like a wrestling match where you’re slammed to the floor, skirt flipped, panties dragged aside and fingers working you open while the crowd laughs. Next, it turns into a femdom lesson where some smug chick in a pristine uniform sits on Ryuko’s face, holding her by the hair, making her eat pussy until she either taps out or cums first. The game is really into the humiliation side of things, so Ryuko ends up forced to masturbate in public, legs shaking while everyone watches, or she has to orally service a rival in front of Satsuki, like a test of “how far will you go for your sister.” Sometimes it feels romantic for half a second, like when Satsuki quietly touches Ryuko’s cheek after a match and calls her “pure,” and then a moment later she has her pushed against a wall, hand between her legs, testing how “pure” she really is. Lesbian stuff here isn’t soft; it’s messy, rough, full of power plays, spanking, forced poses, girls pressed to cold floors with their asses up, being told to beg for cock that never appears, only more tongue and fingers. And yeah, the accessibility is weirdly decent for an adult game, text pretty clear to follow, but then a big choice pops up and the focus order gets all fucked for a second and you kind of forget what you were trying to click while someone is describing how Ryuko’s mouth looks stretched around a rival’s dripping slit, and by then you’re not really complaining anymore.

Kendra walks back into Al-Mara Academy like she owns the place and also kinda hates every brick in it. She is this vampire witch mix, all sharp eyes, big tits, big attitude, and you can feel she is here to fuck things up and also maybe fuck half the staff. The school used to be her home, now it is more like this creepy ex you have unfinished business with. Her old mentor vanished, there is talk about forbidden rituals, monsters in the basement, and students who look way too innocent until they have you pinned against a gothic column with fangs at your throat. The whole place has this strange vibe where a classroom can turn into a crime scene or a sex dungeon with candles and leather in about two clicks. One path you are asking questions about the rector. Next scene you are on your knees in the staff lounge, tasting someone’s secrets while they pull your hair and whisper spells straight into your ear.

What I like is how regular academy shit mixes with the horny and the strange. You are supposed to teach, right, be this serious professor in dark robes, but five minutes later you have a tattooed monster girl with claws tracing your throat, teasing and refusing to give a straight answer unless you let her ride your face. There is a lot going on under the surface. Racial tension between different magical races, old rules broken, new rules nobody respects, and then Kendra trying to keep her cool while her own hunger is constantly poked. Some scenes are soft, like slow romance in a quiet library, fingers brushing over a spellbook before sliding between thighs under the table. Then the game suddenly goes hard into BDSM, collaring, spanking, ropes glowing with runes, a student calling you “Professor” with that stupid ahegao face while you push deep and she clenches around you and begs for creampie like it is extra credit. The tone jumps from mystery to pure filth so fast it feels almost wrong, but in a good “yeah okay ruin me more” kind of way. Sometimes the investigation stops dead because some tall vampire with a big ass leans over the desk and you just forget you were checking clues and not her panties.

Sex here is not just “scene, cum, next.” It feels tangled with power and identity. Female domination pops up a lot, and Kendra is not always the one in control. Sometimes she has a student on their back, legs wide, nails in their hips while she grinds down and makes them choke on her pace. Other times some older witch presses her face into the mattress, whispers a spell, and you feel her tongue and magic at the same time, like she is rewriting you from inside. Oral, vaginal, messy creampies that drip down pale skin, monster girls with weird tongues and tight bodies that are almost human and not quite. In one scene a shy girl in gothic lace finally snaps, shoves Kendra against a stained glass window, bites her lip hard enough to draw blood, and rides her hand with this desperate rhythm while outside the bell tolls like a judge. And you still have to remember which suspect lied to you earlier. Or not. Honestly, half the fun is getting lost in the academy’s shadows and letting its sick little mix of romance, fear, and wet sheets pull you wherever it wants.

Halima in this game feels uncomfortably real and also totally porn brain fantasy at same time. She is 24, still stuck in small place with her mom and stepdad, broke as hell, trying to get her own life going. On paper you think “ok, typical story,” but the way they push her from kinda innocent to straight up corrupted slut is both hot and kind of dirty in a guilty way. I mean, I came here for quick fap on my phone while hiding in bathroom, and then I’m reading dialog about rent, shitty jobs and her checking her bank app like I do. Then suddenly she is on her knees, mouth full, and you forgot she was complaining about electricity bill two clicks before. The game keeps this point and click style where you tap around the house, the job places, random locations, talk with people, choose answers, and slowly you see her going from “I would never do this” to “ok maybe just this once for money” to “fuck it, I like it.” Not very subtle, but it works.

The sex is not shy at all. They do everything: straight stuff, anal, sucking, big creampies, some trans content thrown in that felt more natural than I expected, not just fetish prop. I actually liked that, then later thought maybe they go too far and use everybody as walking sex dispenser. Her ass and tits are huge, of course, because realism ended at the bank account. Some scenes are nicely animated, not just stiff sliding. I remember one moment where she is in her room, checking messages about some “job offer,” you click too fast like idiot, suddenly she is bent over a cheap office table, skirt up, guy just ramming her while the camera angle really focuses on her butt. I laughed because the “choice” was basically fake, the game clearly wants you to drag her into worse and worse stuff no matter what you try. There was this option where I picked the “shy” reply hoping maybe she stays a bit more reserved, and five clicks later she has cum dripping out of her and talks about how warm it feels. Corruption speedrun.

As a parent I look at this and think, if my kid was playing this on his phone on the bus, I would probably throw the phone out of the window. You can hide it in task switcher in like half second, so yes, it is perfect mobile disaster. The dating sim part pretends to be romantic, but usually it leads straight to something wet on the bedsheets or on her face. I kind of wish there was at least one route where she just says no and focuses on fixing her life without turning into sex addict, but let’s be honest, this game was never going to do that and the dev probably laughs at the idea. Also the text sometimes feels like it was written by someone who learned English from porn subtitles, which is funny since my English also not native, and still I was like “who talks like that?” In a good way, and not good way. Anyway, you tap, you talk, you undress, you watch her morals slide down like a greasy pole. Dare to play it on public transport with brightness on max.

The outfit choices in this coffee shop visual novel are honestly pretty basic - Phil/Hazel rocks the standard barista apron look throughout most scenes, which feels like a missed opportunity when you're dealing with someone who's clearly meant to be your typical feminine trap character. The whole aesthetic screams "indie coffee culture meets yaoi manga" but the costume design doesn't really commit to either vibe fully.

What caught me off guard was how the game handles the gender reveal mechanics. You're flirting with this cute barista thinking you're in for some straightforward romance, then boom - surprise package under that apron. The animated sequences when things get heated are surprisingly well done for something this rough around the edges. There's actual effort put into the anal scenes, and the oral animations don't look like someone's head is just bobbing up and down like a dashboard ornament. Phil's expressions during the more intense moments actually sell the whole "innocent barista discovers their kinky side" transformation pretty convincingly. The creampie scenes get properly messy too, which I appreciate - none of that clean, sanitized porn game nonsense.

But here's where it gets weird - the romance elements feel completely disconnected from the sexual content. One minute you're having this sweet conversation about coffee preferences and life goals, the next you're balls deep in what's essentially a trap doujin come to life. The mobile interface makes navigating between choices clunky as hell, especially during the teasing sequences where timing actually matters. The cosplay elements they throw in later feel random too, like someone just remembered they had that tag to fulfill. Still, there's something oddly charming about how unpolished it all is. Phil's character development from shy coffee shop worker to eager bottom happens way too fast to be believable, but the masturbation scenes where they're thinking about you hit different when the writing actually tries.

Guy down on his luck, city feels like it hates him, nothing goes right… and then he walks home one boring night, cuts through this almost empty street with that bad neon light, and boom, there she is. Not some shy anime waifu either, but this tall, crazy confident woman with huge tits that are just barely staying inside her dress, ass so round you instantly forget what day it is. She looks at him like she already knows where his moles are. Says she has seen him in her dreams. Not cute dreams, not fluffy romance. The kind where you wake up wet and guilty. And from that moment the game just refuses to decide if it is about fate, or just about how fast you can end up buried between her thighs. Which is kinda nice. And kinda annoying. In a sexy way.

What I really like is how it keeps throwing those “oh shit, is this destiny or am I just horny” moments at you. One second they are having a serious talk about luck, life choices, all that deep stuff, and ten seconds later your POV is full of her lips wrapping around your cock, drool sliding down her chin, her eyes looking up like she is still thinking about some cosmic meaning while she is working your shaft like a goddamn pro. There is one scene early on where she pulls you into a shadowy alley, says she has to “confirm something”, drops to her knees and just starts this slow, messy blowjob while traffic sounds pass in the background. The camera sticks in tight, you see tongue, you see her smearing spit on your tip with her thumb, and when she pushes you against the wall and lets you finish, she keeps your dick buried in her mouth for a couple of extra seconds so the creampie drips out onto her tongue. And then she just stands up, wipes the corner of her lips with that casual gesture, and goes back to talking about destiny like nothing happened. I laughed, I’m not gonna lie.

The art is AI generated but in a way that actually fits the “dream” vibe. Faces look soft and almost too perfect, skin has that slightly unreal glow, tits are huge and heavy with these thick nipples that look amazing when she presses them around your shaft for a titfuck. Sometimes you can actually spot the AI weirdness, like a strand of hair that bends wrong or fingers looking a bit off in one frame, and it kinda breaks the mood for a second, but then her big ass fills the screen while she grinds on you and my brain just happily forgets to complain. The game really loves that big ass, by the way. There are these POV scenes where you are lying back and she rides you, her cheeks clapping in a slow rhythm while you watch your cock vanish into her wet pussy again and again, then she leans forward and your view shifts to her tits bouncing, slick with sweat, and you basically can’t decide where to look. The vaginal sex is mostly romantic with a dirty mouth layered on top: she says she is scared of losing you to fate, then calls you a “filthy distraction” while she slams down harder, asking you to cum inside her like it will somehow “anchor” you in her world. Completely nonsense. In the best way. I still think one particular buttjob scene in the tiny apartment couch goes on a bit too long and the music loop there made me open Spotify halfway through, but her scooping your sticky load off her ass and licking it from her fingers was worth suffering that track. Anyway, it is one of those adventures where the emotional stuff and the porn keep tripping over each other, falling on the bed, and somehow landing in a perfect messy pile of romance, mystery, and a lot of very wet, very explicit POV fun.

Okay listen, this Dragon Ball parody game is kinda wild but also frustrating as hell. You're basically some kid who becomes the new God of Destruction because Beerus got kicked out or whatever - honestly the setup doesn't matter much since you'll be too busy trying to figure out the customization system. And holy shit there's a lot of customization.

The angel Vados is supposed to help you raise the "mortal level" but really she's just there to guide you through banging every female character from the series. We're talking Bulma, Chi-Chi, Android 18, Videl, that green-haired Cheelai chick from the Broly movie, even some of the angel characters like Heles. The art style tries to match Toriyama's but it's clearly amateur work - not terrible but you can tell it's fan-made. What got me hooked though was the costume editor. You can modify literally everything these girls wear, from their regular outfits to bikinis to... well, nothing at all. Spent way too much time getting Android 21's lab coat just right before the actual sex scenes.

Combat exists but it's basically an afterthought RPG system where you grind levels to unlock more characters and outfits. The real gameplay loop is collecting all the different costume variations and scene animations. Some characters like Kefla and Caulifla have fusion mechanics that unlock special threesome content, which is pretty clever actually. Mind control elements pop up here and there but they're not the main focus - mostly just an excuse for why these characters would suddenly want to fuck the new GoD. Mobile version runs decent enough on my phone but the PC browser version has better controls for the customization menus. If you're into Dragon Ball girls and want to dress them up before the lewd stuff, this hits that specific niche pretty well.

It starts with a weird kind of quiet, like you’re waiting for someone to say something they shouldn’t. The first scene pulls you in because it doesn’t even try to be shocking - it just *is*. Anna’s voice has this tone that sits between teasing and sincere, like she’s half‑ashamed of wanting to talk about what she wants. And then you realize, the game isn’t really about her leaving for Italy; it’s about how much you can stand watching her become someone else. There’s a moment where she sends you a photo - nothing too wild - and yet it feels heavier than the later scenes where everyone’s naked. I think that’s the trick: it makes you feel complicit before you even click the next line.

The humor sneaks in when you least expect it. There’s a bit where one of the side characters, can’t even remember his name now, tries to give “advice” about open relationships using a sandwich metaphor that’s absolutely terrible but somehow right. The writing jumps from filthy to tender so fast you almost get whiplash. Sometimes it feels mean on purpose, especially when Shego shows up - yeah, they went full parody there - and suddenly the tone flips again, all green eyes and cruel smirks, leather snapping against skin like punctuation. The game keeps forgetting it’s supposed to be sexy and then accidentally becomes it. One minute you’re laughing, next minute someone’s wrists are tied and you’ve forgotten why you were amused.

I’ll admit, I got weirdly obsessed with the sound design. The moans don’t loop cleanly; they stutter, slightly off‑tempo, and that imperfection makes it more real. There’s a scene with a mirror - voyeur stuff, sure - but what caught me is how the reflection lags a frame behind. Maybe intentional, maybe not. Doesn’t matter. It messes with your head. The pacing’s uneven, some transitions abrupt, but that chaos fits the story. If I could change one thing, I wouldn’t. Or maybe I would, but only to make it worse. Hard to tell anymore.

Aisling is the kind of tiny horny troublemaker that would absolutely ruin any “serious” fantasy story, and thank god for that. She’s a bored little pixie girl stuck in the most cliché magical forest ever, and instead of hunting goblins or saving kingdoms she’s basically spying on her hot freaky neighbor. You’re not choosing paths or pretending you’re a tactical genius here, this feels more like getting dragged along inside her head while she discovers that her body wants things way more intense than glitter and flowers. The whole thing plays out like one long, dirty peeping-session that slowly turns into “okay, I want that inside me right now” and then keeps going past the point where a normal porn comic would fade out. Since it’s kinetic, there’s no pretending you’re in control. You just watch and read and let it happen, like one of those nights where you promise yourself you’ll only open one Pornhub tab and then suddenly… yeah.

The first fun moment for me was when Aisling realizes Dink is not just “another fae” but a stacked futa bomb with a cock that looks way too heavy for that small body. Aisling is all curious and shy at the same time, playing with herself while she hides and stares, her wings twitching, thighs rubbing, asking herself what that thick thing would feel like against her tongue. The game doesn’t hurry. There’s this slow build where she keeps sneaking glances, squeezing her own tits, dripping on her own fingers, until she basically can’t handle it and decides she wants to taste. The camera loves close-ups: lips around shaft, tongue sliding along veins, drool strings, her cheeks puffing as she tries to take more. It’s very “pixie worships cock” energy. When it moves on from mouth to pussy and ass, it doesn’t pretend to be romantic. You see her tiny body getting stretched, wings fluttering, her belly bulging a bit when Dink pushes deep, and the animations keep looping just long enough that you start noticing little details like how her toes curl every time she gets pounded a bit harder. Sometimes it cuts away so you’re just watching from the side like a creepy voyeur hiding behind a mushroom, which honestly fits the whole fairy-pervert vibe too well.

What threw me off a bit, the pacing can be weird. You get these long bits of internal monologue where she’s rambling about how wrong and exciting it is, then suddenly there’s cum in her mouth or all over her tiny tits and you’re like “oh, we jumped ahead, ok.” I wanted one more lazy aftercare moment, but this world clearly runs on nonstop horny logic instead of cuddle time. Not complaining, just mildly salty. Also I still don’t like how one of the buttons is slightly off-center in the UI and I kept staring at it instead of the blowjob for a second, and now it lives rent free in my brain. But when Aisling starts squirting all over Dink’s thighs while she’s being fucked from behind, wings shivering, ass pushed up, that annoyance kind of melts away, because the timing on her moans lines up with the thrusts in a way that feels way too real. Treat it like a dirty little animated storybook: phone in one hand, the other hand busy, headphones on, scroll at your own pace, and when a scene hits the right spot, linger on it, replay a loop, let it do its job.

Rush description during subway, sorry if my english go weird.

This one throws you right into that quiet, uncomfortable space at home after a funeral, but then slowly turns it into something way more fucked up and horny than it has any right to be. You’re Saigo, the older brother, stuck in a tiny apartment with Hana who used to be lively, now she’s like a doll that talks. Her face is empty, eyes kinda dead, but she still says pervy stuff with flat voice and it messes with your head. Game doesn’t even pretend to be normal romance for long. It starts with “care,” then it becomes “how far can I push my sister while telling myself it’s therapy.”

There’s no choices, it just moves, one scene into another, and you just sit there on your phone like an idiot on the bus watching your own character cross line after line. It starts with harmless touching, “checking her temperature” while she lies on the bed in her school uniform, shirt just a bit open, bra visible. You tell yourself it’s nothing, but then your hand stays too long on her chest and the text says her nipple is hard under the fabric. She doesn’t react, no blush, no cute anime squeal. Just “Is this necessary, onii-chan?” in that blank expression, and it’s somehow nastier than normal moaning. Later she’s in her classroom, sitting by the window, and you get a flashback of when you first noticed her tits got huge in middle school. That scene lingers way too long on how her blouse buttons are fighting for their life. Four screens of text only about the way the fabric hugs her big ass when she leans forward. I actually missed my stop once because of that stupid button tension.

The sex escalates like a slow boil. There’s this one scene in the bathroom where she’s brushing her teeth and you come in behind her, and the camera just stays on the foam around her lips while she stares at her reflection. You touch her hips, and she doesn’t move away, and somehow that’s hotter than if she jumped on you. When you finally get her to wrap those soft hands around your dick, she keeps this weird monotone commentary like “The hardness is increasing” while pumping you, no emotion, drool shining on her chin. The first blowjob is wild because she goes from robotic to full ahegao in about three lines, tongue out, eyes rolled, tears at the corners, like her brain just flipped a switch. You cum on her face and she calmly asks if this is part of the “treatment plan.” That line killed me and turned me on at same time. And the creampie scenes later, on her bed with the old photo of your dead mom on the nightstand looking right at you, are just wrong in the exactly right way. She wraps her legs around you, huge boobs bouncing, pussy soaking, and only then you notice at the very bottom of the screen there’s a tiny text note about her still wearing her school socks. I don’t know why that detail hit harder than the whole harem side thing with the other girls at school, including that scene where you eat her out behind the gym while your so-called “girlfriend” is waiting on LINE. The cheating angle barely gets called out, which somehow makes it filthier. It’s like the game assumes you already accepted you’re trash, so it doesn’t bother to judge you. Or maybe it does and I just pretended not to see it.