Villa parties always sound harmless on paper, right? “Just come dry your clothes, chill a bit, have a drink.” Yeah, this game looks at that sentence and goes, nah, how about a softcore horror of horny people who clearly don’t know the word “no” and a girl who really just wants to get home in one piece. You play Ahoroa, still a bit wet from that whole waterfall adventure, stuck in this fancy villa with a bunch of new “buddies” who are acting like Pornhub background characters that finally got speaking lines. The whole vibe is: cozy place, warm lights, alcohol everywhere, and you constantly doing mental math like, “Ok, how drunk can I pretend to be without getting actually fucked?” It’s erotic, but not in the usual power fantasy. It’s more like edging your own danger sense. Half of the tension is you wanting to see how far they push, and half is hating yourself for being curious when you’re supposed to be preventing a full-on orgy.

The game is kind of a cocktease and a cockpunch at the same time. On one hand, the pacing is slow and sticky, like wandering around a party where every room smells like sex that almost happened. They’re trying to get Ahoroa wasted, slipping her drinks, cornering her on couches, brushing hands over bare thighs under those still-not-dry clothes. You’d think it’s just a straight-up porn route, but the main “task” is twisted: you’re not here to surrender, you’re here to dodge. You’re trying to keep her legs closed and her head clear, even while the scenes keep turning the heat up. They’ll pull you into conversations where the choice options are like: “Laugh it off,” “Tease back,” or “Shut him down,” and you already know one of those is basically pressing the big red “Welcome to the villa fuckfest” button. Sometimes you’ll pick the “safe” answer and still get stuck in this awkward lap situation with a guy whose hand just “happens” to slide too high. That’s the part that got under my skin. It’s not a nice, clean border between safe and horny. It’s messy, like real people trying their luck and not taking hints. The orgy threat hovers over everything, like if you misplay two or three moments, you just wake up later with clothing gone, mouth dry, and a room that smells like everyone got what they wanted except you. I kinda wish there was an option to flip the script and turn the villa into your playground, but the whole point is resisting that gravity, not enjoying it. Which is funny, because it’s still hot. Uncomfortable hot. “I hate this, don’t stop” hot.