Man, this game threw me off right from the start. I opened it thinking it’d just be another messy parody with lazy jokes and pixel boobs, but nah, it’s got this weirdly hypnotic rhythm to it. Like, you’re Morty but not Morty - more like some version of him that’s seen too much hentai at 4 AM and still tries to act chill about it. The writing bounces between awkward teen panic and total degenerate confidence, which somehow works. One minute he’s nervously mumbling about interdimensional nonsense, next he's elbow-deep in something that probably violates a few universal laws. And god, the voice lines - half sound like a bad improv skit on Discord, half like someone’s actual bedroom mic confession. It shouldn’t be hot, but it kind of is.

There’s this one scene - can’t even call it a scene, more like a fever dream - where he’s stuck between two portals, both dripping with fluorescent slime, and you’re given this choice that makes zero sense but also feels like the most important decision you’ll ever make. That’s what this whole thing does: makes absurdity feel spiritual. The pacing is off, like purposefully off, dragging moments until you’re uncomfortable enough to laugh or maybe keep clicking because the animations start looping smoother the longer you stare. The control scheme is nothing fancy but you won’t care, because somehow the dialogues keep pushing into taboo, stepping over lines like they’re suggestions, and then circling back into weird emotional vulnerability that shouldn’t land but totally does.

I swear the backgrounds change depending on how bad you feel for laughing during the dark parts. Could be my imagination or just bad memory, can’t tell. The “Rick” version here is unhinged even by internet standards, giving these lectures that start about time travel and end in humiliation kinks. And the “Summer” side stuff - let’s just say it redefines uncomfortable curiosity. I tried alt-tabbing to Spotify halfway through a scene and forgot what song I was even playing. That’s how this game eats time and dignity together, one click at a time.

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.

You’re not the destined hero here, you’re the guy who looked at the Leaf Village and thought, “Yeah, I’m going to fuck this place sideways using psychology, chakra tricks, and pure horny persistence.” The whole thing plays like a sleazy side story that someone cooked up after binging too much Naruto on Crunchyroll and then opening Ren’Py instead of touching grass. You start small, with the “nice” girls who are already around you all the time: Sakura trying to act mature and responsible, Hinata blushing at every breath, Ino pretending she’s not secretly dying for attention, Tenten stuck in permanent side-character mode. They’re not just thrown at you naked from the start. You grind for openings, build fake trust, tease, push boundaries in little scenes, then line up the exact moment to hit them with your control trick and watch the lights go out and the slut switch flip on. First they argue, then they obey, then they help you hunt bigger prey.

The game feels like a trashy mix of visual novel, mobile gacha brainrot, and those old Flash hentai parodies people used to share on shady forums. You’re clicking through dialogue, picking options, saving scum after you say something dumb to Sakura and she shuts you down, then reloading to say the smooth line that gets you closer to her panties. One moment you’re doing “innocent” training sessions with Hinata, your hands “accidentally” on her hips too long, her voice trembling. Next moment she’s on her knees, eyes glazed, deepthroating you because you told her it would make her a better kunoichi. The corruption is slow at first. A handjob she swears is “only this once,” a sneaky grope in the hot springs, a titfuck with Sakura in the hospital storage room while she tries and fails not to moan, the first anal scene with a girl who swore she’d never do that. The game really likes that shift from “no, I shouldn’t” to “please fuck me harder, master” and it milks it in almost every route. Sometimes too much, honestly, but then it throws in group scenes and my brain forgets to complain.

Later on, when the smaller fish are already your toys, it gets nastier in a fun way. You start using them like tools to crack the “big” women: Tsunade, Shizune, Anko, Kurenai, all that juicy sensei energy. There’s this messed up satisfaction when Tsunade, who usually is all attitude and power, ends up on her knees, covered in cum, with Sakura smiling behind her like a good little puppet you trained. Same with Ino using her mind tricks under your orders to drag other girls into a lesbian scene, pretending it’s “training” while you watch and decide when to join in. The game jumps between solo corruption, rough sex with ropes and toys, and messy harem situations where everyone’s sharing your cock, licking each other clean, getting filled one after another until you lose track of who got creampied where. Sometimes it leans more into *** and mind control and it gets really dark, sometimes it turns into goofy fanservice with Tsunade’s tits bouncing like they are made in Unreal Engine with no constraints. It’s not subtle, it’s not classy, and it absolutely doesn’t want to be. This is straight up Leaf Village brainwashing porn where every kunoichi, from shy virgin to strict medic to smug weapons girl, eventually ends up bent over for you, dripping, obedient, and ruined.

Our ex-wayfinder girl is bored out of her skull, and honestly I felt that in my bones. She already saved her island, she did the big heroic stuff, now she’s stuck in chief role like some overworked office manager with tits. Meetings, problems, more meetings. No sea, no adventure, no danger, no orgasms. So she bails on the “responsible leader” life and goes hunting for Maui again, because who else is dumb and horny enough to show her how to be more than human. He promises to teach her how to become a demigod, but half of his “lessons” are him finding excuses to get his hands on her ass, her mouth, whatever part is closest. It starts “innocent”, like physical training, stretching, massages, then suddenly his cock is out and she’s kneeling there trying to remember if this was part of the ritual or not. Spoiler: it always is.

The game is a sandbox thing, but not that messy kind where you get lost in menus for two hours. You wander around the island, poke your nose where you shouldn’t, play dumb minigames to earn shells, buy outfits that are basically just different excuses to show more underboob. There is actual customization, not super deep, but enough that I spent way too long deciding if she looks sluttier with loose hair or with it tied back while she’s giving a sloppy blowjob to a “sacred” monster. Maui keeps setting up “trials” that are basically porn scenes dressed up like spiritual training. One time he tells her she has to “calm the raging beast” inside a cave, and it turns out to be some horny creature who only relaxes when she lets it grope her and fuck her between those big brown thighs. He just leans on his hook outside like a smug bastard, listening to her moan echo through the rocks and calling it “progress”. The parody vibe is thick, but it doesn’t feel like mocking her, more like the world itself is trying to drag her from hero to high-class slut and she kinda likes it. There are scenes with her learning “oral techniques” where he times her with some totally fake demigod challenge, and if you fail the minigame he just laughs and tells you to try again with his dick already twitching. Sometimes she pushes back, sometimes she teases him first. There is lesbian stuff too, with another girl who helps her practice “sensual skills” before she faces another “trial”, and that part actually surprised me because it felt a bit softer, more curious, like she’s testing out how far she wants to go with her own desire, not just following Maui’s orders. Then five minutes later she’s riding him in some cosplay outfit that looks like it came from a Wish version of her old explorer clothes, tits bouncing, talking about “earning her godhood” while he grabs her big ass with both hands. It’s messy and horny and sometimes a little awkward in a way that actually fits, like a hentai fan project that grew bigger than expected and never stopped being a bit unhinged. The teasing is constant, even during normal walking around: NPCs react to what she’s wearing, you get called out for showing too much skin, and then there is a scene where she’s drunk on “magic nectar” and ends up doing a slow, clumsy strip in front of someone who was definitely not supposed to see her like that, and I still keep thinking about that one more than the huge monster sex. Not sure what that says about me. Or her. Or Maui. Probably all three.