Alright so this My Hero Academia parody thing caught me completely off guard. Like, I went in expecting some basic fanservice nonsense but ended up spending way too much time figuring out how to properly "counsel" Rumi Usagiyama without her kicking my virtual teeth in. The rabbit hero's got this whole tsundere energy mixed with straight-up predator vibes that honestly makes zero sense but somehow works? One minute she's calling you a weakling, next she's grinding against your lap during what's supposed to be a professional therapy session. The AI-generated artwork looks decent enough for what it is, though Midnight's proportions are absolutely ridiculous even by anime standards.

What really gets me is how the dialogue system actually matters here. You can't just mash through conversations hoping for the lewdest option - these heroines will shut you down hard if you come on too strong too fast. Mirko especially seems programmed to test whether you're actually paying attention to her personality quirks or just trying to speedrun to the sex scenes. When I finally unlocked her bedroom scene after like an hour of carefully balanced flirting and psychological manipulation, the payoff felt genuinely earned instead of just handed to me. Though honestly the handjob animations could use some work, they loop weird.

The sandbox structure lets you bounce between different heroines whenever you want, which is perfect for when Midnight starts getting too clingy or Rumi's attitude becomes insufferable. Each girl has her own therapy schedule and mood system that you gotta track, plus there's this weird minigame where you massage their stress points that's way more involved than it needs to be. Sometimes the translation feels a bit off too - like when Mirko says something that's probably meant to be seductive but comes out sounding like a grocery list. Still hit different though, not gonna lie.

It’s weird how this game feels like two different fever dreams stitched together with duct tape and a dirty laugh track. One minute you’re dealing with a spoiled princess who thinks she’s too good for your commands, next you’re in a dusty classroom trying to make a witch blush while pretending you’re not the worst kind of pervert. The whole thing runs like someone dumped Aladdin and Harry Potter fanfics into a blender, hit “liquify,” then forgot to clean the blades. I mean that as a compliment. Mostly. There’s something strangely addictive about watching these characters slide from pride to obedience, like watching a tower of cards collapse in slow motion while you whisper filth into the wind.

And yeah, the art - old-school 2D, a bit grainy at the edges - somehow makes it hotter. You notice every smirk, every drop of sweat, every time the princess rolls her eyes before giving in. The witch, though… she’s the real trip. The game makes her crack little by little, until she’s doing things she’d hex you for even thinking about. There’s this one scene with a mirror spell - don’t even ask, it’s messy, beautiful, wrong, and perfect all at once. I wish the sound effects weren’t so cheap, though. Like, if I wanted to hear the same “slap” noise on loop, I’d just open TikTok. But then again, maybe that janky sound is part of the charm. Makes it feel dirtier, less polished, more like something you shouldn’t be caught playing but can’t stop anyway.

Also, whoever added the management bits deserves both a medal and a slap. You’re juggling gold, obedience, lust - whatever - and it feels like running a brothel disguised as a school. Which… is exactly what it is, I guess? The tentacle stuff sneaks up on you too, not even kidding. One second you’re giving a lecture, next thing you know, it’s hentai biology class. Half the time I’m disgusted, half the time I’m grinning like an idiot. That’s the magic here: it’s trashy, shameless, and somehow still clever enough to make you question who’s really being trained. Spoiler - it’s probably you.

I don’t know who came up with the idea to mash Makima, Zelda, and Tsunade into the same world, but whoever it was probably spilled beer on their keyboard halfway through writing the script - and that’s what makes *D20 Magic Dice* feel alive. It’s messy, horny, strangely sentimental at times, like watching late-night anime reruns after a breakup. You’re talking to this dice thing (yeah, an actual dice), and before you even realize it, it’s making your thoughts real. Not just the good ones. I rolled a 3 once and ended up in some half-lit tavern where Widowmaker was arm wrestling Rumi for no reason while Zelda flirted with the bartender. I think I lost track of the main plot two minutes in, but it didn’t matter. The game doesn’t care either, it just keeps throwing beautiful chaos in your lap, all soft skin and heavy breathing mixed with dumb jokes about mana points.

What I liked most is how it doesn’t pretend to be clever. The dialogue’s sometimes broken, and the pacing jumps like old VHS tape - one second you’re teasing Ada Wong, next second Tsunade’s lecturing you about responsibility while sitting on your lap. There’s some strange comfort in that inconsistency. I did wish there were more sound options though; moans hit too loud compared to everything else, made me lower volume quick before neighbors got curious. And yet, when Makima whispers in that weirdly calm tone, you kinda forgive every bug. Maybe nostalgia blinds me - I grew up on janky flash hentai crossovers, and this feels like one resurrected from 2009. The dice mechanic almost feels secondary to the conversations, which twist between sincere and absurd so fast it makes you laugh mid-erection.

Sometimes I forget which universe I’m even in - Naruto? Overwatch? Who cares. The worlds blur, the clothes vanish, and someone says something about destiny while you’re trying not to roll another damn six. Three words? Chaotic, filthy, affectionate. Dare to play it alone, or invite company?

Sasuke really feels like that one guy at the party who pretends he “just came to talk” and then somehow every girl ends up naked and moaning on his lap. The animation here is basically a shrine to his smug little face and the way the girls’ bodies react to him. It’s not super polished, you can see it right away, but that’s what made me watch it more closely, like a weird body language study on horny ninja. Sakura’s hips give her away before anything else. When he pushes into her, her spine does this tiny twitch, half pain, half “finally”, and her hands hover for a second like she wants to push him away but her fingers curl instead. Whoever drew that loop understands how a girl tries to keep a serious face while her thighs are already confessing everything. Her eyes go slightly cross when he speeds up, which made me laugh, then I had to pause and watch it again, slower, like I was replaying a TikTok frame by frame.

Hinata is a different story. With her, it’s all in the shoulders and the shy little flinch before she relaxes. Her tits bounce in a strange rhythm that doesn’t always match his thrusts, which lowkey annoyed me, but her mouth movements sell it. That tiny open-mouth gasp that never fully closes, like she forgot how to breathe right. She looks like she’s trying not to be caught cheating, even though the whole point is that she is. There’s this one loop where he’s taking her from behind and her toes curl together inwards, knees shaking, and it’s such a small detail but it felt more honest than all the wet sound effects. Tenten’s body language is more “fuck it, I’m here to get wrecked.” Her hips meet him halfway, her hands grip whatever’s near, and her eyes roll just enough to look slutty without turning her into a doll. But I kinda hate how her orgasm looks almost copy-pasted from Sakura’s, same head toss, same neck angle. I get it, it’s a flash loop, but still, my brain notices and won’t shut up about it.

There’s a funny thing with Sasuke himself. His face barely changes, like a bored porn star on auto-pilot, but his timing is actually good. The way his body lines up with each girl says more than his expression. When he’s with Sakura, his chest leans in closer, almost protective, like a husband doing “regular sex” that accidentally turns filthy. With Hinata, he stays just a bit further back, more distance, almost like he knows this is wrong and that makes it hotter. And with Tenten, he moves faster, almost rough, giving her that “you knew what you came for” treatment. The loops are simple, yeah, but if you watch how their thighs tense, how their bellies tremble, you feel more than the artist probably planned. I wish there were more messy transitions, like him pulling out and slapping her ass or making her adjust position, but it stays very straight-on and clean. That’s not going to change, and weirdly I stopped expecting it after a while. Instead I just ended up watching Sakura’s fingers clench the sheet on repeat, like I was reading a whole hentai story just from her hand.

This one feels like someone took a dressup flash toy from old Newgrounds, fed it too much porn and LoL fanart, then left the door open for leaderboard freaks like me. It looks harmless at first. Just some familiar champions chilling on screen, a few clothes to swap, some background buttons, nothing crazy. Then you notice the tiny icon in the corner that tracks “scenes found” and your brain flips into challenge mode. Suddenly you’re not just putting Ahri in a cute top. You’re hunting that one specific combo that makes her drop to her knees in first person and start throat-fucking you like she owes you LP.

The main thing here is outfits and backgrounds. That’s it. No fake depth. You click parts, swap lingerie, open a different room, bed, alley, whatever. The game never actually tells you what works. It just silently waits for you to hit the right mix. I legit had a whole Google Keep page with notes like “Ahri: red bra + no panties + tavern = standing titties scene, not worth it, check balcony.” It feels like discovering secret tech in a fighting game, except the combo ends with a cumshot instead of a KO. First person camera for the sex is surprisingly nasty in a good way. The dev knows what people want from POV. When she’s giving a blowjob you see tongue, spit, her trying to keep eye contact and failing when you shove deeper. It’s the exact kind of degenerate “just one more variation” loop that ruins your sleep schedule.

What I liked too much: stripping feels like part of the puzzle, not just “remove clothes to see tits.” Some champs only trigger their special scenes if you leave something on, like a tiny piece of armor or stockings. You think “okay full naked is best” and the game just shrugs at you. No scene. No hint. Nothing. Only when you let her keep those stupid thigh-highs on suddenly it cuts to a dirty POV fuck with her bouncing on you, boobs swinging in rhythm, moaning into your ear. I lost like half an evening trying every background with the same three panties on one character, just to see if there was a secret anal variation. There wasn’t. Or maybe there is and I’m just bad. The parody angle is funny too. Seeing a usually badass champion slowly strip for you like some shy camgirl, then a few clicks later she’s grabbing your cock with both hands and choking herself with it, that hits way harder than generic hentai. Only thing that annoyed me: some scenes feel too similar and the unlock sound is this tiny nothing. You finally crack a new setup, game just goes “click” and throws you into another blowjob without even a little fanfare. Still kept going though. I’m a sucker for watching that counter creep closer to 100 percent while another champion kneels down between my legs.

Miku really woke up one day, looked at her whole idol career, the concerts, the glowsticks, the rhythm games, the YouTube playlists, and said: “Nah, I wanna get absolutely wrecked by a stupid-looking vegetable.” And honestly? Iconic behavior. The whole thing feels like some drunk hentai artist lost a bet and had to mash Vocaloid, groceries and porn together. You load it up and there she is, that familiar blue-haired digital princess, except now she's spread open, moaning way too loud for someone who's allegedly “embarrassed,” and getting friendly with a mutant veggie that looks like it crawled out from the back of your fridge and went to the gym. The tentacles don’t waste time. One curls around her waist, another lifts her leg like it's doing yoga with her, and before you even think “Wait, is that a cucumber with feelings?”, she’s got one fat tentacle stuffing her pussy and another bullying its way into her ass like it owns the place.

The game is basically all about the build-up to that first proper double penetration, and they really milk it. Her face goes from shy “oh no, this is wrong” to “yes daddy chlorophyll ruin me” in like ten seconds. The camera loves her thighs, then jumps in close on the penetration, then backs up again so you see her tiny body trying to handle this ridiculous plant monster. There’s this one moment where the tentacle in her ass pulls out just a bit, and you see her hole twitch, and then it slams back inside in one smooth move, and she squeals in that high-pitched Miku voice that sounds like someone mixed an orgasm with a ringtone. If you’ve ever used Pornhub or xVideos and ended up in that weird hentai rabbit hole at 4 tabs deep, it feels exactly like that, just more focused and with you in control of when the big creampie happens. And the cumshot is stupid in the best way. The vegetable starts pulsing like it’s overheating, then just unloads in both her holes, thick white juice spilling out while she’s shaking and drooling, and you’re there like “girl, that’s not safe for digestion.” The mess keeps dripping, she keeps clenching, and the tentacles are still moving slightly like they’re not done with her, which is honestly kind of rude but also hot.

The thing that got me is how the game pretends to be about her “embarrassment” then gives you all those lewd angles like a pro porn shoot. At one point she’s pretending to push the tentacle away with her hands, but her hips are grinding forward, taking more of it, and you can’t tell if she’s resisting or just being dramatic, and that’s exactly the chaotic camp I live for. It’s not deep, it’s not clever, and the plot could be written on a napkin, but the way her tight little body flexes around those tentacles when they start going harder is… yeah. I was using it in Chrome on my phone first, then switched to desktop on Firefox because I wanted a bigger screen, and the whole thing still felt like I was doing something I absolutely should not be doing in a normal browser. It’s filthy, cheap, loud, and that last double creampie, where both holes overflow and you see the white spill mix and slide down between her cheeks? That’s the moment you realize our girl has fully retired from PG-13 rhythm games and is now employed by produce. Honestly, good for her.

This one feels like someone took all the “casting couch” memes, smashed them right into Star Wars, then decided Ahsoka’s Jedi path should go straight through a sleazy holo-studio instead of a temple. You’re not some faceless camera drone, you’re basically the guy running the casting session, poking at dialogue choices while this cocky, sharp-tongued Togruta girl tries to impress the “order” with… let’s say very non-canon talents. It starts pretty tame, like a weird fanfilm: basic questions about her training, her attitude, why she thinks she’s ready. But the tone slides really fast. One minute you’re picking whether to be the “professional” type or the smug bastard with power issues, next minute she’s on that couch, legs spread, lekku slightly trembling, giving that pissed-off but turned-on glare that only a hentai Ahsoka can pull off.

The visual novel setup is simple, which actually works. No pointless minigames, no grinding for points, just scenes that branch depending on how hard you push her or how much you pretend to care. And the cutscenes are weirdly charming in their own trashy way. You can see where the artist rushed, some angles are stiff, but then you hit a CG where her orange skin is glistening, cum dripping off her face, and the lighting around her montrals is just right, and it suddenly feels like they blew the whole schedule on that single shot. I loved the expressions, by the way. Ahsoka goes from cocky padawan brat, to insulted “I’m not here for that”, to heavy-breathing slut trying not to moan when you make her kneel between your legs. Sometimes her lips look slightly off model, I kept noticing that lower lip, but whatever, I still screenshotted it and threw it into my Hidden folder in Google Photos like a coward.

Choices actually matter a bit more than I expected. If you keep talking down to her like a disposable clone, treat her as just another body in the line, the tone goes really rough: throat-fucking, humiliation, that whole “you want the saber, you work for it” thing. You can even push her to beg for rank while she’s choking on dick, which is hilariously fucked up and horny at the same time. If you’re nicer, she opens up slower, more begrudgingly, and the sex leans into that “teacher testing the student” vibe where she pretends she’s too good for this but her nipples say the opposite. I liked that there’s not one “true” route. Sometimes picking the “right” answer just cuts off a nasty scene you maybe wanted. That annoyed me, but also made it feel less like one of those fake interactive stories that all end in the same watery creampie. Dialog is cheesy, full of slightly broken English that feels like some fan from Telegram wrote it on a caffeine high, yet in a strange way it fits. You’re not here for perfect canon, you’re here for a twisted casting that turns a Jedi hopeful into a used toy on a couch, and on that front, the game doesn’t pretend to be anything else.

This one feels like somebody mashed together a horny dress-up app, an old Flash rhythm toy, and a very specific Ochaco brainrot. It starts simple: she is right there in front of you, that soft round face from My Hero Academia, big gravity-defying eyes and that kind of shy smile that already looks like she is trying to be polite about being naked. You swap out her accessories, play with hairstyles, little details like stockings or no stockings, gloves on, gloves off, tiny things that really change the whole vibe. At first it feels almost wholesome, like you are just tweaking a cosplay for a convention. Then you realize every click is just slowly undressing her out of hero society bullshit and into "ok, now I’m going to fuck this girl" mode.

The customization is not deep in a big RPG way, but it hits the right spots. You nudge her expression from slightly embarrassed to full-on slutty, or that halfway state where she is clearly trying to act pure while your dick is already all the way in, and the game lets you freeze that exact face. That’s the sweet spot. The small minigame stuff is kind of funny because it feels like something off Newgrounds in the best and worst way: simple timing, click here, keep it in the green, and your "performance" changes how fast she’s moaning, how her breathing lines up with the loop. Miss the timing and she still gets fucked, she just looks more overwhelmed and less in control, which to be honest kind of turned me on more than when I played it "correctly." You can see the fan love, though. Her hero outfit, when you strip it away piece by piece, still feels like it was drawn by someone who actually paused the anime and zoomed in way too much. I noticed they paid attention to the color of her cheeks when she is blushing hard, that specific Ochaco soft pink, not generic hentai red. That shit stuck in my head.

At some point I just stopped caring about any "score" and treated it like a filthy music video. I had my own playlist on in the background, some crunchy chiptune loops with fake SNES bass, and was trying to match the thrust rhythm to the kick drum. It kinda works, weirdly. Her tits and ass are animated on a loop that almost feels like a demoscene gif, not really realistic, but it doesn’t matter, because your brain fills in the gaps while her eyes roll back and her tongue slips out a bit. It’s janky sometimes, like clipping on her accessories, or a pose that makes her fingers look off, and the cum options are a bit limited, which annoyed me for like 5 seconds, then I was back to messing with how ruined I could make her look while still keeping that original hero-girl look. The best moment I had was when I set her to this super flustered face, kept the hero boots on, stripped everything else, and let the loop just repeat while I adjusted tiny details like the angle of her mouth. It felt like I was mixing a track, except the "track" is just Ochaco getting railed over and over, trapped in this cute little porn bubble, with you as the shitty pervert producer turning knobs until she looks exactly as used as you want. Honestly, it’s kind of trashy. I will absolutely load it up again.

You start as this smug bastard who already turned Tsunade into his personal toy some years ago, and the game just treats that like normal Tuesday. No big drama, just “yeah, she’s mine now, what’s next.” That already tells you the tone. You’re not here to be a hero. You’re basically weaponizing mind control to build your own village with a harem of kunoichi from everywhere, and the story is very honest about it. The vibe is closer to some fucked-up fan doujin than a “proper” visual novel, which I liked way more than I should. It looks simple at first, just text and 2D scenes, but the scenes are animated enough that when Hinata drops to her knees and you order her to “prove loyalty with her mouth,” it actually hits. There’s this one early scene where you test your improved technique on Kurenai, and you see that moment her eyes glaze over, her whole serious-jonin act just melts, and you can push her from “I’ll never obey you” to “should I use my tits or my tongue first, Master?” with like two choices. It’s wrong, it’s hot, and then it’s somehow even more wrong.

The funny thing is, the corruption is not even subtle. You charm, you push, then you flip the mental switch and suddenly someone like Temari, who normally would snap your neck, is awkwardly trying to give you a footjob because you told her this is “Sand Village protocol.” She complains, you tease, a bit of groping, and then the animation kicks in and she’s rubbing your dick with her toes while her face is this perfect mix of pissed and turned on. I kinda loved that. And then I hated how sometimes the pacing just dies between scenes for no reason. You get a brutal gangbang-style group sex setup with Mei and Samui on their knees, Tsunade in the back stroking you with her tits, creampie after creampie, and then the next bit of story is just walls of text about politics, like I didn’t just watch the Mizukage drooling on a cock that is technically controlling her brain. The game likes to drop you from intense anal with Ino straight into talky exposition about “support from other villages” and I kept wanting to yell at my phone. Yes, I’m on a bus, yes, I’m reading about Sakura getting her virginity stolen in a storage room behind Ichiraku, I have no shame, but at least keep the horny flow going, you know?

What I keep coming back to is how it handles power. It’s not romantic at all. You’re the guy who already broke Tsunade and now treats her like living proof that your technique works. At one point you use her as a demonstration, ordering her to lick Ayame clean after you finish inside her, like you’re showing off a trained pet. It’s fucked, but the game doesn’t pretend otherwise. The male domination is heavy, there’s BDSM flavor, and the harem thing isn’t some fluffy family vibe, it’s more like “these girls belong to my new village, and by village I mean my dick.” One moment you’re forcing Karin to ride you until she passes out, the next you’re making Hinata and Tenten play with toys on each other while you sit back and decide who gets your cum. Lesbian scenes feel like you’re watching puppets you pulled strings on, especially with the mind control touches, and I mean that as praise and also as a bit of a “Jesus Christ, dude.” There’s a corruption route where a girl who starts shy and stubborn ends up begging for anal, asking you to mark her womb, and you realize the game quietly shifted from teasing handjobs to full-on harem breeding fantasy. It pretends to be “just” a parody, but after a while, you’re in too deep to call it that with a straight face.