There is this pretty ordinary looking bar game that kind of pretends to be about “business” and “renovation” and whatever, but honestly it is about staring at hot women in tight clothes while pretending you care about paint colors. You play this guy who comes back to his hometown to reopen his dad’s old place, and right away the game starts mixing that “I want to make my father proud” vibe with “I want to fuck basically everyone who lives under this roof”. Very Greek tragedy, if Euripides had a Pornhub premium account. The whole thing feels like a visual novel that accidentally read too much Bukowski and then watched hentai compilations on Twitter. Most scenes are from the hero’s POV so you’re not just watching, you are literally stuck behind his eyes while he tries not to stare at asses and obviously fails. It’s that slow teasing that gets you: brushing against a thigh “by accident”, a too-long hug in the kitchen, a towel slipping just enough when she bends to pick something, the camera angle doing 90% of the work.

The game likes to pretend it’s romantic, and sometimes it really is. There are these quiet moments where you sit with the MILF character on the couch, she talks about regrets and age and the bar’s past, and you almost forget you spent the previous scene with your hand on her ass while she “helped” you clean the counter. Then it goes from emotional to horny in one line of dialogue. You’ll be talking about invoices and suddenly you are in the stockroom, her back against the crates, your hand under her shirt, groping her tits while she bites her lip and tries not to moan too loud because someone might walk by. The animations sell it pretty hard: hands actually squeeze, hips grind, mouths open and drool a bit when they lose control. First time you push a girl to a messy ahegao during a handjob and she looks half broken, half delighted, it’s like some weird crossover between Joyce’s stream of consciousness and “oh shit, she’s actually into this”. The voyeurism stuff sneaks up on you too; one night you wander the house, see a door slightly open, and you can just stand there and watch her on her bed, fingers buried between her thighs, whispering your name while you do nothing but breathe. Or you do something. The game lets you decide if you stay in the shadows jerking off silently, or you step inside and end up with her mouth full of you, warm spit running down your shaft while she stares up, eyes watering, waiting for that mouthful of cum like some bizarre holy communion.

Sex scenes escalate in a way that feels messy and human instead of clinical. The first time you finally fuck one of them, it is not Olympic porn star performance. It starts with awkward kissing, some shy oral where she tries to take you deeper and gags, pulls back with tears in her eyes and then insists she wants it again. You get that clumsy first vaginal sex where she’s still technically a virgin and keeps telling you to go slow, nails digging in your shoulders when you push in all the way. Later she’s riding you on a barstool, panties pushed to the side, your cock sliding in and out while you try to keep quiet because, yes, the front door is not locked. Anal comes in as this “we really shouldn’t” moment after she’s already dripping from regular sex; you spit in your hand, rub her tight little hole, she curses you in that half joking way and then you press in and feel her whole body shiver in the animation. Creampies happen a lot, probably more than is medically responsible. You finish inside, watch the cum slowly leak out of her swollen pussy, sometimes from her ass, sometimes filling her mouth until she gives you that stupid happy ahegao face and swallows with a loud gulp. There’s humour everywhere, dumb jokes about drink names while her hand is stroking you under the counter, flirting that feels like those horny Discord servers where everyone pretends to be ironic and then starts cybering anyway. It’s not subtle, it’s not elegant, it’s just this strange mix of romance, filth, and renovation spreadsheets that somehow works until you catch yourself caring which wall you paint while replaying the memory of her moaning your name in your head.

The storm hits, your ship breaks, people scream, and then there is just water in your lungs and this weird calm feeling like you already fucked up your own story before it even started. When you open your eyes again, it’s hot, everything smells like salt and wet earth, and you are lying on a beach between a half-naked friend you can’t wake up and a dark-skinned girl with feathers in her hair who looks at you like she already knows what you will do to her later. That part made me smirk, honestly. The game doesn’t pretend to be “classy” about it. You drag yourself into this hidden British settlement on the island, with people acting strangely polite, like they are hosting some polite tea party while pretending not to stare at your crotch. They tell you your friend is dead. The way the old guy says “No one survives outside the village at night” is so calm it’s creepy, like he is almost hoping you try.

Sex doesn’t jump on you in the first two clicks and I kind of liked that, even if at one point I was yelling at my monitor because the village chief’s daughter kept teasing me with that loose white shirt and soft accent and still nothing. She keeps leaning in, her tits brushing your chest, voice half-whisper, asking about your dreams and fears. You can actually feel her breath in your ear when she promises to “take care of your tension” if you obey the rules. Virgin, my ass. When she finally drops to her knees in that narrow storage hut, with moonlight cutting through the wooden slats and dust floating around, the wet choking sounds are filthy in a very good way. She looks up at you with those “innocent” eyes while drool and cum drip from her lips. It’s not just click and fade to black. The game lingers on her tongue running along your shaft, on the way her throat tightens when you push a bit too deep, like it wants you to feel that tiny cruelty and enjoy it.

The female voices have this low, hungry warmth that sold the whole island mood for me. The Indian girl has this soft, careful tone at first, like she’s afraid you will break, then later she is ordering you to strip and spreading your legs with her foot on your chest. When she rides you in the jungle clearing, cicadas humming around, her ass bouncing in slow rhythm while she calls you “prey”, the mix between danger and romance feels weirdly right. I just wish the one church scene didn’t have that stupid squeaky floorboard that distracts from her moans; it annoyed me every single time and it will probably stay exactly like that forever. There is a nice contrast between the “good girl” promising love and safety, letting you cum deep inside her with that shaky “don’t pull out, please”, and the woman who makes you lick her clean after she milks you dry, thumb on your tongue, telling you you’re hers now. Sometimes the kissing and soft breathing get more erotic than the full-on creampie, sometimes not at all, and I kept changing my mind which I liked more. Then I remembered I was supposed to care about finding my missing friend and wandered back into the jungle, cock still half hard, trying to decide if the shadows whispering my name were in my head or not. The island doesn’t feel safe, the women definitely aren’t safe, and you keep chasing both anyway.

LuckCase looks like it was written by someone who lost a bet and had to make a horny visual novel instead of fixing their life, and honestly that’s kind of its charm. You play this guy who’s basically a walking disaster, the kind of dude who would trip over air and flash his porn tabs to the whole office by mistake. He stumbles into the forest because of some old rumor about a wish‑granting creature and, of course, it’s a succubus with tits that look like they have their own gravity. She doesn’t just say “I’ll fix your life”, she offers a pact that’s more like “I’ll fix your life, but your dick is now part of the contract”. From there it’s just this chain of situations where your “new luck” keeps throwing you into sexual trouble with every woman around you. It’s not subtle at all. One second you’re trying to talk normal, next second the camera is right on her thighs while she’s leaning in to “check your aura” and you both know that’s not what she’s checking. The game pretends it’s about fate, but really it’s about how many times you can almost lose your soul because a horny demon gives you bedroom eyes and calls you “pet” in that fake innocent anime tone.

What surprised me, it’s not just straight porn scenes pasted together. Sometimes you click a dialogue option thinking “this is the safe one” and bam, you’re suddenly in this incredibly awkward half‑nude moment with your shy classmate, both of you blushing like idiots because your pact with the succubus twisted the situation into something dirty. I liked how the strict boss is written too, she’s the type who scolds you for being late while the text box is literally describing how your eyes keep dragging to the tight skirt, and if you choose the wrong apology she doesn’t fire you, she corners you and starts “discipline” in her office chair. There’s this one scene in the forest again, later, where the succubus is jealous you’re getting along too well with the other girls, so she pretends she’s just giving you a status update on the contract, but gradually the conversation turns into this slow, teasing blowjob where she’s asking if you “really prefer mortals” while never letting you answer properly. Little touch I liked: some of the so‑called comedy bits are actually pretty lewd, like you slipping on a puddle and ending up face first between someone’s thighs, and she’s torn between yelling and grinding a bit before pushing you away. The romance angle is messy and kind of cute, except when it isn’t, because the game doesn’t mind pushing you into morally questionable stuff under the excuse of “bad luck changing to good luck”. I wish it let you be a bit more of a bastard or a bit more pure instead of always dragging you back to horny middle ground, but it won’t, the succubus keeps nudging things so you never escape the harem chaos. Still, when she leans in, her tongue tracing your ear while she whispers how every little wish you make just feeds her more, it’s very hard to care about consistency.

You start as this dude who basically had his whole family name dragged through the mud, and now he’s trying to climb back up using the only tools he really has: his cock, his stubborn pride, and a very shaky sense of morality. It looks like a regular crime adventure at first, like “ok, mafia, debts, enemies, whatever,” but then very fast it turns into a horny power trip where every conversation can slide into flirting, every favor can be paid with skin, and every “business deal” feels like someone’s about to end up on their knees. One moment you’re arguing over territory with some slick ‘Ndrangheta prick, next moment you’re in a dark office, pinning his girl against the wall, hand under her skirt, her trying to act like she hates it while grinding back on your fingers. The game really likes that whole slow push and pull: a hand on her throat, her eyes wet, you whispering something filthy while she still tries to keep control and fails completely.

The sandbox style is messy in a good way and also kind of annoying. You move around the city, check places, talk, chase leads about why your family fell, and in between there’s all these chances to just... get lost in sex. You can waste half an evening on one girl, teasing her, denying her orgasm on purpose, then finally letting her ride you and begging for your cum, only to pull out at the last second and shove yourself in her mouth. Or you do the opposite: go straight for raw creampie and don’t even pretend to be a gentleman, just grabbing hips and using her like she’s a reward you already earned. Sometimes the scenes are really tender, almost romantic, like the shy girl who acts all proper, then suddenly sucks you under the table and blushes when you cum in her throat. And then the next scene punches you with straight-up humiliation, like making someone say “please” for every thrust, slapping her ass, spitting on her, telling her she’s good only as your toy. I liked that variety, but also it jumps so fast that one route feels sweet and the next is like, wow, this is fucked, in a good way but also my brain needed a second.

What sells it is how your rise to power and your sex life are glued together. People open their legs because they fear you, or because they want a piece of your future, or because you literally blackmail them and watch them break. You unlock different outcomes depending who you fuck, who you protect, who you ruin. Some endings feel like you’re this cold bastard sitting on top, surrounded by lovers who are more like pretty pets. Other paths lean into the romance side, where you actually care for someone and still end up choking her on your dick against the headboard, both of you moaning like idiots. The animations help a lot; there’s weight to bodies, tits sway when you grope them, lips wrap around your shaft in a way that actually looks wet and messy, not just looping nonsense. There was this one moment where I had a girl kneeling, mascara smeared, and the camera stays on her face when I pushed all the way in her mouth and held, and her throat bulged just a bit. I replayed that scene too many times. The game sometimes bugs out with dialogue skipping or an looped moan that doesn’t shut up and it drove me crazy for a minute, but I still went back in, because I needed to see if that one mafia princess would finally crack, break her proud act, and moan my name while I cum deep inside her. She did. And then I reloaded to see what happens if I deny her completely and just walk away, leaving her naked, flushed, and pissed off on the bed. Different outcome, different future, same asshole protagonist with his cock running the show as much as his brain.