Inosuke getting dropped into this “mysterious town” feels like someone took Demon Slayer, put it through Pornhub search history, and decided, yeah, let’s make that a life. You walk around this quiet place where everyone is pretending nothing is wrong, but the vibe is so horny it’s basically fog. People talk about “strange events” and “legends” but half the time you’re just thinking, ok, which busty demon or milf doctor or smug slayer girl is going to drag his dick into trouble next. It’s a sandbox, so you’re not pushed in a straight tunnel. You wander, poke your nose where you shouldn’t, trigger scenes by accident, and suddenly you’re watching some demon girl with huge tits riding Inosuke so hard her eyes go full ahegao and the text box is just moans and “more” spam. What really hits is how casual the lewd is. You can be walking past some house, talking about “shared secrets”, then boom, fade, and now your boar-headed idiot is balls-deep in someone that would get most gacha games banned from the app store in five minutes.

The fun part is how the game treats all those familiar girls from the series. Mitsuri is exactly as dangerous and sweet as you expect, except the camera cannot stay away from her huge ass for more than two seconds. Shinobu looks calm and teasing and then talks to Inosuke like he’s a toy to experiment on, clinically, while she’s jerking him off on a bed she definitely uses for “medical research”. Nezuko showing up is this mix of “oh shit fan favorite” and “ok yeah this is absolutely fanart that escaped from Pixiv and learned to walk”. Then you have Tamayo being all elegant and soft, inviting, with that slow, almost motherly rhythm when she rides him in one scene that honestly felt more intimate than anything, until the dialogue reminds you she’s still hiding something huge from him and you’re basically fucking on top of lies. I use Auto Clicker on my phone to skip grind in a lot of games and I swear, here I kept pausing it just to read how they wrote the dirty talk, even when the English gets a bit weird and clunky. It actually matches my own dumb level of grammar in a good way, like talking dirty in your second language and not caring if verbs are correct as long as the dick is.

There is this one alley encounter with Daki that kind of sold the whole town for me. She acts annoyed, like he is a bug, and you think, ok, she’ll torment him, maybe humiliate him, but the scene flips into this nasty, aggressive vaginal pounding where she’s the one losing control, clawing his back and ranting about his stupid body while she trembles. Her face goes full broken ahegao, tongue out, and the game just leaves it hanging with no big plot payoff, just a memory you can replay later. Honestly, the biggest problem for me is how the sandbox sometimes feels like you’re circling the same spots waiting for the next sex flag to trigger, and there isn’t much actual “RPG” beyond moving, talking and getting new scenes. You keep hearing about legends and secrets like some big mystery, but when the option appears to just ignore it and keep fucking everyone in town, the game laughs and kind of pushes you in that direction anyway, like “yeah, detective work is cool, but have you considered raw demon pussy”. I got stuck once because one character only shows at a weird time of day and I kept missing her, and it pissed me off more than any boss in a normal game, but I never looked up a guide. I just wandered, talked, and ended up in a random room where Hinatsuru was on all fours, and Inosuke behind her, using her ass like he was trying to kill a demon with his cock. At that point the whole “mysterious town” plot is just background noise for one simple thing: every corner hides another excuse to watch this idiot protagonist fuck his way through the cast like the series was always meant to go that direction and the anime just chickened out.

Frank's prison break goes about as well as you'd expect - which is to say, absolutely terrible. One shipwreck later and this guy's washing up in Bikini Bottom looking like he got chewed up by Davy Jones himself. But here's where things get weird (and I mean WEIRD): instead of doing the sensible thing like finding help or maybe not impersonating cartoon characters, Frank decides the best survival strategy is pretending to be SpongeBob. Yeah, that SpongeBob. The yellow square dude who flips patties and annoys his neighbors.

What starts as a desperate con job turns into something way more fucked up than you bargained for. Frank's not just wearing the square pants - he's living the whole twisted fantasy, and apparently everyone in Bikini Bottom is way more... accommodating than the original show ever suggested. Sandy's got that Texas-sized appetite for more than just science experiments, if you catch my drift. The animation work is surprisingly smooth for what's basically underwater cartoon porn, though sometimes the character expressions look like they're having existential crises mid-scene. Can't blame them honestly. The sandbox elements let you wander around causing chaos at your own pace, which is perfect because rushing through this fever dream would be doing it a disservice. You'll find yourself clicking through dialogue just to see how much more absurd Frank's situation can get, and trust me, it gets pretty damn absurd.

The whole thing feels like someone took childhood nostalgia, threw it in a blender with adult fantasies, and hit the "completely unhinged" setting. Frank's supposed to be this hardened criminal but half the time he's bumbling around like he's never seen a talking starfish before. The male domination stuff works better than it should given the source material, probably because everyone's so committed to the bit. It's crude, it's ridiculous, and somehow that makes the sexy parts hit different. Just don't expect any deep character development - Frank's basically a horny plot device with commitment issues.

Powerful demon lord trapped in a scrawny school boy body sounds almost like one of my old stage acts, just with less glitter and more tentacles. You start weak, in this very normal school corridor with shitty lockers and ugly tiles, and inside his head there is this arrogant, horny monster screaming about domination and corruption. I kind of love that contrast. On the outside you look like some skinny student that teachers ignore, inside you remember when whole kingdoms crawled to lick your feet. Then you realize here only girls can use magic, so you walk around surrounded by smug witches in skirts, and you are the only guy whose hands tingle with real power. This made me imagine a routine where I walk into the club in a boring uniform, then slowly peel it off and under it is all leather horns and chains, and the crowd only realizes halfway through what kind of creature they called on stage.

First big surprise for me was how much of the fun comes from watching. Not even touching. There is a scene early where you peek into a room and see a “proper” girl using her magic to practice, and the camera just lingers on her hands, the shine on her lips while she bites them, the way her huge tits bounce when she miscasts. It is like the game knows half the thrill is in that slow teasing. They let you breathe the corruption before you spread it. Then later you get your first taste of control, a tiny little mind nudge, and she goes from shy schoolgirl to moaning mess giving a sloppy blowjob in some storage room that smells like cleaning liquid. I swear I could smell the dust in there. That mix of dirty fantasy and stupid everyday detail made me laugh. Then I got annoyed because the mop bucket in the corner is weirdly high quality and shiny while her hair animation clips into her shoulder like crazy. Why they polish a bucket more than a milf’s hair, I will never understand, but my brain would not let it go.

The whole “only women use magic” thing slowly turns into your personal fetish buffet. Teacher with massive ass using spells to keep boys obedient, except you feel the spell hit you and you push back, twist it, and suddenly her eyes glaze and she is pressing you against the chalkboard, grinding that big ass like she wants to erase the homework with your cock. There is a milf at home too, very soft at first, that classic warm hug, and then you start using your power during sleep, slipping fingers under her clothes, pulling her top up just enough. The game really likes that sleep undressing stuff, clothes sliding off in slow motion, thin fabric catching on nipples. At some point I was less “demon lord of lust” and more creepy stagehand sneaking around between scenes, but then you get into full corruption gear, multiple holes filled by invisible demonic tentacles while you sit there smiling like a polite schoolboy, and it hits again: oh yeah, I am supposed to be a fucking monster. Foot jobs, hand jobs, saliva running over your shaft while you stand over a kneeling elf girl, transformation spells that twist a shy nerd girl into a thick-assed monster girl with claws who still calls you “master” and makes you lick her feet after she drained you twice. The free roaming is a bit messy, you wander, you click, sometimes nothing happens for too long, but when a scene finally triggers and you watch a proud magical girl slowly lose herself, begging for your cum, I caught myself planning how I’d mimic that on stage, hands on the pole, back arched, pretending some invisible demon is puppeting my hips. And then the next moment I’m just grumbling because the text box is covering her face right when she is about to swallow. Priorities.

City of Broken Heroes feels like somebody took a Marvel movie, made the guys squishy and weak, then said “ok, but what if every woman was horny, pissed off, and had zero HR department.” It starts almost normal: you land in this neon freakshow of a city, confused, dick out, no clue how anything works. Then a seven foot tall “hero” in latex and armor collar-checks you with one hand and you realize: alright, I’m a chew toy here. The whole thing is this mix of sci-fi and magic and bdsm where you’re officially a slave, unofficially the pervy glitch in the system who doesn’t stay in his cage.

What I like is how the game makes you feel fragile and dangerous at the same time. Men are biologically weaker, so yeah, women toss you around, sit on your face like it’s a chair, use you as a dildo tester, all that. But once you start picking up these illegal powers and gear, you kind of become the city’s worst customer service complaint. One night I was sneaking through an alley to spy on one of the heroines, got caught by her twin bodyguards, and instead of a normal fight it turned into this “punishment session” where they test different toys on you between turn based combat rounds. You win the round, you get a chance to flip the table and fuck them against the wall. You lose, they edge you with handjobs and oral until you’re begging and they just laugh and walk away. I hated it. I replayed it three times.

The sex itself is very explicit, but it always feels tied to the power imbalance and not just random porn spam. One “training” scene has an older heroine, proper milf energy, using you like a stress ball while she reads reports. She sits in her huge chair, pulls your head between her tits, strokes you with lazy fingers, then without even looking at you tells another girl “see, this is why you keep men on a short leash.” Later, when you finally get strong enough, you crash her raid, blast her shields in combat, and the rematch is you pinning her, fucking that big ass into the desk while she swears she’ll collar you again. She won’t. She totally will, the game loves to remind you who runs things here. Half the fun is that whiplash: one scene you dominate a squad of monster girls, filling them one by one, creampies dripping while they worship your “hidden potential.” Next scene, a different heroine throws you on the floor, sits on your cock, rides you raw, creampie, then snaps a pic for blackmail and makes you clean her boots with your tongue. And you keep going back to that part of town anyway. That’s the vibe.