You wake up as Lieutenant Arkay, already balls deep in Empire bullshit and not even sure if you’re the bad guy or just the horny one who signed the wrong paper. General Orbius dumps you on this secret research station called S.H.A.D.O.W., floating in space, quiet and cold, with that soft humming sound in the background that makes everything feel like it’s vibrating under your feet. Doors slide open with that smooth hiss, lights bloom across the floor, and every corridor feels like it’s hiding some dirty secret around the corner. It’s all very sci-fi and serious at first, then the “research” part hits: monster girls in containment, clone soldiers that look almost the same until you notice their tits or their eyes or the way they bite their lip when you grab them by the throat. There’s this weird mix of military discipline and pure filth that actually works. You’re still writing daily reports for the Empire, but between lines you’re thinking “yeah, I made her cum 3 times and then filled her ass, is that classified too, sir?”

The game plays like a sandbox of bad decisions. One moment you’re pretending to do your duty, checking data on some console like a good officer, next you’re cornering a clone in a maintenance bay, hand on her neck, thumb pressing into her pulse while the other one slides into her panties. The detail is nice in a dirty way: her breath getting shorter when you grope her, the way her thighs press together when you tease instead of fuck, the sticky sound when you finally push in after too much teasing. There is one scene where you’re in this observation room, watching a monster girl train with a group of clone girls. It starts as “combat exercise” and ends as you, behind one-way glass, jerking off while the monster girl pins one clone to the floor and licks her all over, and the others pile in. Full on group sex, tails wrapping around waists, hands everywhere, one of them riding a toy while you decide if you join them or just keep being the pervy voyeur. I actually liked the titfuck scenes more than I expected, which is stupid, because usually I skip those. Here, one MILF scientist in a tight uniform kneels in front of you in some random lab, pops her tits out of the white coat, grabs your cock and presses her soft boobs around it, slow, sticky strokes, leaving little smears of precum on her skin. You can feel in your mind that warm, slick slide, her glasses slightly crooked because you pulled her hair too hard. And I still think the anal scenes are the best part, except they kinda aren’t, except they are. The pacing is a bit strange: sometimes you spend too long just walking around the station, touching consoles, listening to Orbius talk about “important projects” while you’re just here waiting to creampie another clone. At one point I got stuck wondering if the clones even remember who fucked them yesterday or if it’s all blended into one long mission report titled “Arkay abuses his authority again.” Anyway, I got distracted by this tiny thing: the sound of doors. They always make the same noise, and now my brain links it with “someone is about to get groped.” It’s annoying. I kinda love it. I was going to say something about the fantasy part with the monster girls wielding strange powers, but now I just remember the way one of them clamps down around your cock when you push in her pussy while her tentacles hold another girl open for you, and yeah, whatever, lore can wait.

Three witches, one cramped house, zero self-control. That is basically the whole mood here. You’re not watching some noble heroines in shiny armor, you’re poking around a messy magical sharehouse where everyone is horny, stressed and pretending they’ve got their shit together. Each witch has her own vibe: the serious one who pretends she’s above it all but still ends up with a demon’s tongue between her legs, the lazy troublemaker who uses magic like a dating app filter, and the “good girl” type who blushes while masturbating to the same corrupted visions she swears she hates. The game treats their daily life as a mix of errands, spell practice, demon hunting and “accidentally” walking in on each other naked. And that’s before the corruption really starts to bite.

The sandbox structure is the thing that got me hooked and annoyed at the same time. You can wander around the house, peek through doors, spy through keyholes, catch someone moaning in the bath, and the game just quietly tracks it all. I spent way too long messing with one stupid spell that only lets you watch from mirrors. It sounds small, but the first time I used it and saw the “good” witch on her knees, sucking off some shadow beast she summoned “for research”, it hit harder than the bigger quests. The corruption is not instant. You see small changes. She starts with awkward, hesitant oral, more teeth than tongue, then a few scenes later she is choking herself happily on a demon cock while you hide behind a wardrobe. The game never stops and says “look, she is corrupted now”, it just slips it in while you are busy trying to figure out how to use some magic ritual that probably will backfire on you anyway. There is cheating stuff too, but the game treats it almost casually. It’s more like “oh yeah, she has a boyfriend somewhere outside, anyway she is riding this monster with glowing eyes because it makes her cum like crazy”. It has that slightly dirty soap opera energy where everyone lies and nobody really wants to stop.

What I liked most is how the voyeur angle keeps colliding with the fact you actually play as the witches. One moment you hide and watch two of them making out, big tits pressed together, tongues slow, hands everywhere. Next moment you control one of them in a demon contract scene and you remember you chose to sign away a bit of her soul just to unlock a new masturbation animation in her room. The game lets you feel like a pervert neighbor and also the girl touching herself on the bed. Sometimes the magic is just an excuse to show how far their bodies can go. Tentacled demons pin them down, huge hands on their ass, spells failing because they are too busy moaning to finish a chant. Sometimes the fantasy stuff matters, like when a “simple” demon hunt turns into a long, sweaty corruption chain that ends with a witch voluntarily opening a portal between her thighs. There are little daily choices that look harmless, like using a charm to skip chores, and later you realize that charm is feeding off her purity and that’s why she now gets wet just hearing the word “master”. And I still can’t forgive the tiny detail that the kitchen table always looks the same even after all the filthy things they do on it, no stains, no mess, nothing. It bugs me every time I’m clicking past it on the way to watch one of them get railed by something with horns and too many tongues.

Summer punishment fantasy that accidentally turns into something way dirtier than “no phone, no friends, stay home and think about what you did”. You’re stuck in your room, nothing to do, no money, parents on your back, and then this weird idol just shows up. Not cute shrine-maiden style, more like “this thing should not exist in a normal bedroom”. And it talks. It promises you power, and yeah, it’s not talking about muscles. It’s talking about getting every person around you to bend, break, cheat, confess, open their legs, pull their clothes aside in public, that kind of power. The game leans hard into the whole “I know I shouldn’t do this, but I really want to see what happens if I push one more time” vibe. Every interaction with a girl starts kind of normal, then you nudge, then you push, then suddenly you’re seeing your own family member giving you that look like she knows this is fucked and still can’t stop touching herself in front of you because the idol whispers in her head. And you are the one telling it what to whisper.

What I liked is it doesn’t jump straight to full-on mind-slave zombie sex. At first it’s just small stuff. A bit of teasing. Making her wear something way too short outside. “Accidentally” walking in while she showers and the idol freezes her for a second so you can stare, then she snaps out of it and blushes like crazy, but you know something stuck in her brain. The more you play with that, the more twisted it gets. One route I focused on making the girls just masturbate more and more, like they couldn’t even sleep without their fingers inside them, and the game actually reacts to that. Suddenly you get scenes where they tell you about hearing your voice in their head when they touch themselves, begging you to watch, even if they’re not actually in the same room. There’s a really sick moment where you’re at work in your shitty part-time job, and your phone buzzes with a pic you never asked for: someone from home, spread, eyes a bit empty, obviously controlled, clearly taken by the idol at the worst timing possible. And you’re stuck behind the counter trying to pretend you’re normal while your cock is screaming. That part felt too real in a good way. And a bad way.

The sandbox side is messy but that’s also where it gets addictive. You’re not following some super clean route map, you just poke at people, try different commands, wreck their relationships. I told one girl to be “more honest with your feelings” and then just left her alone for a while. When I came back, she was already cheating on her boyfriend in her own room, and the game lets you decide if you join in, watch from the closet, or mess with her mind harder so she starts sending pics of it to the wrong people. Another time, I messed up and pushed the control too far too fast, she basically snapped and you get a harsh ending where everything collapses and you’re stuck with fucked-up guilt and blue balls. There are multiple endings depending on how far you drag each girl down the corruption hole: total devotion, secret lover stuff, full-on ntr where they still sleep with you but also moan another guy’s name, or that really gross but hot line where your own relative begs you to knock her up while the idol keeps her from thinking clearly. It’s not nice. It’s not “wholesome”. It’s exactly the kind of horny summer where you start grounded and end up playing god in your own twisted little town, touching every life with your dirty fingers, knowing something will break and not really caring when.

NSFW feels like someone took a trashy rich-kids anime, slammed it together with a horny management sim, forgot to polish half the menus, then said “yeah that’s good enough, now fuck your way out of debt.” You arrive in this ridiculous elite school where everyone has too much money, too little shame, and the uniform is basically “pick a skirt length and how much you want your panties to show.” The game throws you in as the new girl who owes a ton of money, and the school is like one big casino-brothel pretending to be an academy. One second you’re sitting in a classroom pretending to care about grades, the next you’re in some hidden lounge with glowing poker tables, a dealer who looks like he walked out of a gacha game, and a smug asshole promising to “erase half your debt” if you let him fuck you raw on the felt when you lose. The crazy part is, you can actually try to play it straight at first, only use your brains, hustle side jobs, flirt just a little… and then you watch the debt number barely move while guys are literally offering stacks of cash to cum inside you, and you start thinking “ok maybe just this once.”

The school itself is like a horny sandbox that keeps daring you to make worse choices. You walk down a corridor and it’s not just “go to class / go to dorm”, it’s “do you want to sneak into the VIP club, or follow the drugged-out upperclassman who says he’ll show you the ‘real graduation test’?” One of the first scenes that stayed with me was when I tried to be “responsible” and took a simple cleaning job for some clubroom. Then the club president catches you alone, locks the door, pushes you against the chalkboard and starts groping you like it’s a done deal because “that’s how we pay around here.” You can resist, but if you lean into it, the game goes hard: hands under your blouse, his fingers working between your thighs while he whispers how much extra he’ll give you if you let him finish inside. They actually show the internal view when he does, his cum filling you while the debt counter flickers with that pathetic little reduction. It’s kind of awful and kind of hot at the same time. Later I let two rich bastards use me at once in a locked classroom after school, with your character getting her mouth fucked and her pussy pounded at the same time, and the game really leans into the group angle: internal shots, cum mixing, you swallowing, them betting on who can knock you up first like you’re some fertility racehorse. I hated how much I liked that scene.

What I liked most is that it actually plays like an RPG instead of just a slideshow. You wander around campus, manage money, talk to different guys, take stupid risks in gambling dens, accidentally get high at a “study party” and wake up half-naked with your panties on the wrong desk. Some guys are straight-up controlling bastards, grabbing your hips in public, dragging you into storage rooms and using you without condoms because they know you need the money and “pregnancy is just another contract.” Others are more teasing, making you jerk them off in the back row or suck them off under a table during some boring speech while you’re trying not to choke. There are softer touches too, like masturbating alone in your dorm after a rough day, fingers still sticky from the last creampie while you think about which path you’re taking, or flirting with a quiet dude from another country and ending up in this messy, sweaty interracial scene where he’s way rougher than you expected. The AI-looking CGs are uneven as hell, some faces look a bit weird if you stare too long, but the bodies, the fluids, the internal shots when you get fucked raw, they do a damn good job of selling that “I know this is a bad decision but I’m so turned on” vibe. And everything keeps hinting that depending on what you accept, who you sleep with, how careless you are with creampies and pills, you’re going to end up in very different futures: rich and corrupted, owned by one dominant bastard, pregnant and stuck, or somehow climbing out of this mess on your own terms. Or maybe you’ll just keep letting random guys cum in you behind the gym because that debt number looks a little sexier every time it drops.