Morty wakes up in some fucked up parallel universe where everything looks kind of familiar, but just wrong enough that you know the writers were horny first and logical second. You’re basically walking disaster Morty, trying to find a way back home while getting dragged into every kind of sexual mess the multiverse can cough up. One minute you’re arguing with a tentacled thing that technically counts as “alien biology”, next minute you’re balls-deep in a cosplay version of someone you absolutely recognize, pretending it’s not fanart gone too far. The game leans hard into parody, not subtle at all, just full-on “what if this character was naked and way too into you” energy. Half the fun is just waiting to see which familiar face turns up to humiliate you, seduce you, blackmail you, or all three in the same scene.

What actually surprised me is how often the choices matter in a small, petty way. Like, you pick the “coward” dialogue option in one early blowjob scene, and ten minutes later you’re getting teased for being a virgin pussy while someone uses your face like a chair. There’s a strong rhythm of “do something stupid, get rewarded with pussy anyway”, but the route you take changes the flavor a lot. Sometimes you are the pathetic Morty getting mind controlled into licking boots, sometimes you flip it and abuse a bit of leverage to push a milf into begging for your dick while you pretend you’re not into it. The game jumps from sleep sex to masturbation to lesbian side scenes, and half the time you just stumble into them while trying to act like a responsible protagonist. There’s group scenes that feel like someone took every wet dream from a subreddit and threw them into one room: twins riding you, another girl sucking your balls, someone in the back getting spanked, and if you blink you miss the footjob in the corner. They even go into pregnancy stuff and bukkake, and the game doesn’t stop to ask if you’re okay with it, it just goes “yeah, this is happening now”.

My favorite parts are the stupid little animated loops where barely anything happens. Like, the camera just stays on a slow titfuck while a character keeps talking shit, calling you a loser even as she’s painting your chest with milk. Or a scene where Morty is under some half-assed brainwashing and slowly realizes he’s jerking off on command, with a tentacle wrapped around his leg “just for stability” while an older woman watches and pretends it’s a science experiment. There’s a really nasty NTR edge in some routes, where you watch another guy pound a girl you were trying to romance, and the game rubs it in with close shots and sarcastic dialogue instead of dramatic music. Anal, oral, toys, multiple penetration, it’s all treated like regular Tuesday. Sometimes it’s clumsy, like a foot fetish bit that looks like it was added late and never tweaked, the angles feel wrong and the pacing is off, but it still kind of works because the whole thing already feels like a horny fan project that got out of hand. You jump from gentle teasing to hardcore bdsm spanking in two clicks, no build up, no “character arc”, just horny chaos guided by your half-bad decisions. The writing swings between actually funny sci-fi jokes and weird grammar, then back to sharp blackmail lines that hit harder than they should, and honestly, that messy tone fits the story of a kid thrown through universes where everyone seems more interested in his dick than his survival.

It starts messy, in the best possible way. You’re tossed into this warped version of the galaxy far, far away - not the kind that smells like burnt metal and destiny, but one thick with sweat and bad decisions. The whole thing feels like a fever dream that someone spun out after one too many Holonet smut threads. You’re the guy who somehow made it to Jedi Knight while everyone else got distracted by the war or by each other’s asses (and they’re massive here, holy hell). Half the time you forget why you’re supposed to be saving anything because Barriss bends forward mid-dialogue and the robe just... doesn’t hold. Then there’s Aayla, all cool confidence until her mouth opens, breathing hard like she’s half-daring you to break the code. They all do that. Even Padme - who says words about diplomacy but arches her back every time your name drops. It’s ridiculous and hot at once, like watching porn on mute during a political debate.

The turn-based fights almost feel like foreplay. Every encounter teases longer than necessary, camera angles doing that thing where you can’t tell if you’re fighting monsters or auditioning them for something darker. When Bo-Katan shows up, the whole tempo changes - less talk, more bite - and suddenly the lightsaber doesn’t look like a weapon anymore. My favorite stupid detail: in the menu, somebody coded a “meditation” button that just leads to sex scenes. Lazy? Sure. But it fits. Nothing here pretends to be noble; it’s all dirty Jedi business in slow motion. And when the game finally pops one of those creampie endings, you don’t even blink. You just chuckle, fix the screen ratio on your phone, and keep pressing through because apparently defeat can look like victory if the moaning syncs just right.

Weird thing is - somewhere between the teasing and the parody nonsense - it stops feeling like a joke. You catch yourself liking these twisted versions more than the real ones. Maybe that’s the Force talking. Or just the fact that the writing knows exactly how low you’ll sink for another glimpse under a Jedi robe.

A horny Harry Potter parody that actually leans into the weird stuff instead of pretending it’s just about “magic academy romance”. Here you’re poking around this twisted version of Hogwarts, and everything feels a bit off, like someone cast a spell that replaced the school rules with Pornhub search history. Hermione isn’t the book-nerd side character anymore, she’s basically the main toy and the story keeps throwing her into these situations where “ancient evil” really just means some smug bastard who figured out how to use mind control for sex. At first it looks like standard fanfic: dusty corridors, old portraits, secret rooms, some forbidden book with too many eyes on the cover. Then you’re making her kneel in front of that “forbidden book” and telling her to practice her oral skills while supposedly “studying”. And the worst part is how the game pretends this is all serious mythology, like yes, very tragic prophecy, anyway get her on the desk and fuck her brains out because ritual requires it. Sure.

What makes it fun is how it keeps twisting canon stuff into dirty scenes. You get cosplay vibes right away: Hermione in slightly off-brand school uniform, later in slutty “ritual robes” that barely cover her nipples, or in some half-assed monster girl form when the magic corruption starts kicking in and suddenly she has horns or a tail and still acts like homework is the real problem. One moment she’s this shy witch blushing about kissing a girl, next she’s tongue-deep in another witch’s pussy because “the spell only works with shared fluids”. It goes from romance-lite, holding hands in a hidden classroom, to full mind-controlled gangbang where her eyes are glazed and she’s riding twin brothers while some older milf professor pretends it’s “advanced practical exam”. The game really likes that switch from consent talk to “oops, the spell made her a perfect little slave, guess we have to use her now”. It’s dirty in that slightly uncomfortable way that still makes you click “continue” way too fast.

There’s this one scene that stuck with me and honestly it’s not even the nastiest one. You’re in some abandoned tower, candles everywhere, and Hermione is masturbating on the floor, muttering bits of Latin and Harry’s name in the same breath, like she can’t decide if she wants safety or corruption. You’re supposed to be this ancient power whispering inside her head, telling her to touch herself “for knowledge”, and every time you push her a little more she reacts, panties soaked, fingers inside, begging for more magic. Later you get proper penetration scenes, her bent over an old stone altar, getting filled while she chants spells that sound like they should protect her but clearly don’t. And yes, there’s lesbian stuff, group stuff, a milf teacher who pretends to resist then folds in two lines, some weird romance moments where they talk about feelings while covered in cum. Not everything hits perfectly, a couple of dialogues feel like they were written on a phone in a bus, and one monster girl encounter just kind of starts, happens, and never gets mentioned again. But the overall vibe is this messy, horny, slightly cursed fan project that understands why people actually search for “Hermione mind control” at three browser tabs deep, and doesn’t pretend to be anything else.

First thing you notice is how tall she is. Not just tall, but that kind of unfair, “I could crush your skull between my thighs and you’d say thank you” tall. The castle feels built for her, not for you. Doors are too big, ceilings too high, shadows too long. You start as this regular guy who somehow walks into the worst possible horny nightmare: a fucked up old mansion twisted into a playground for a giant vampire lady who looks a lot like a certain tall queen from that zombie game, but here she’s even more cruel, more smug, and yeah, way more horny. The whole place is like a maze of wet whispers and creaking floors. You move from corridor to corridor, waiting for that click of heels behind you, knowing that when she catches you, it’s not a game over. It’s a different kind of punishment.

What surprised me is how the game mixes horny and horror without trying to be subtle. One moment you’re creeping through some dark library, watching dust in the beam of a flickering lamp, and the next she’s got you pinned against a stone pillar with one massive hand around your throat, nails at your chin, staring down with that “you’re nothing but a toy” look. She teases the fact you’ve got these weird powers, like the world is broken and you’re some glitch that can slow her, shove things with your mind, twist reality a bit. Sometimes you use them to push a wardrobe in front of a door while she’s hunting you. Sometimes you fail and she catches you, drags you off, and then it turns into this obscene little trial where she decides if you get milked with her tits, jerked off lazily while she yawns, or just taken straight, hard, with your legs shaking and her laughing when you cum too fast. She treats creampies like trophies. There’s one scene in a ruined chapel where she rides you in a broken pew, stained glass behind her, and after you explode inside her, she stands up and you literally see it drip down her thighs while she calls you “useful.” I hated how much I liked that. I also hated that the inventory menu sound is too loud and it annoyed me every single time, and the game never fixes it.

The best part is that it often feels like you’re playing some fucked up dating sim from hell, where romance is twisted into this toxic, possessive thing. She’ll act gentle for ten seconds, stroking your hair, almost soft, then flip and use you like a living stress toy. You can try to play smart, pick dialogue that pushes back, use your powers to resist, but honestly, half the fun is failing and seeing her switch into full female domination mode. There’s a section in the dungeon where a monster girl variant of her shows up, more feral, claws scraping the floor, and if she catches you, she doesn’t bother pretending to be classy. She just tears open your pants and uses you. It’s rough, messy, and still weirdly romantic in this fucked up way, like you’re the one sane person stuck in a dystopian porn dream and the universe keeps asking if you’re sure you want to say no. The whole thing feels like a parody of that survival horror game everyone knows, but it leans hard into the “you’re prey and you kind of like it” angle. It’s ugly in some places, awkward in others, but when she bends over, tits spilling out of that dress, smirking because you can’t stop staring at her ass while ghosts whisper in the walls, all the weird edges suddenly make sense.