A long time ago this guy was a god, like real god, not some cosplay dude with foam sword. People prayed to him, gave him girls, gave him power, all that wild ancient stuff. Then everything went to shit, he got sealed like some scary monster story and the world moved on, forgot him. Fast forward to modern world and suddenly there is this one last believer, a shy little thing who finds an old ritual, thinks it is just weird superstition, and still tries it in her tiny bedroom with her phone flashlight and some cheap candles from Amazon. And boom, he wakes up. Not in a temple, not in some glorious battlefield, but right there between her messy bed and her laptop with porn tabs still open. It feels kind of funny and kind of hot at same time, this mix of epic god energy and super normal modern girl who never even had a real boyfriend and has no idea what to do when an actual ancient sex god is just standing in front of her, already hard, already curious.

From here the story just keeps getting more dirty, but the tone stays weirdly romantic under all the filth, like he actually looks at her first, studies her face, the way her hands shake when she touches his chest, not only how her tits bounce when he pulls off her shirt. She starts as a virgin, nervous, breathing fast, but there is this almost religious hunger growing in her, like her body already remembers him from other lives. When he finally pushes inside her the game does not rush, it stays on that first stretch, the little pain mixed with deep pleasure, her nails scratching his back, his hand around her throat but gentle, almost like he is checking she is still present. Later he gets more rough, there is anal, there is double use where his cock and a thick toy take her at same time and she is drooling on the sheets, but it never feels like some cheap porn clip, more like a very long night that keeps going and going, changing rhythm. One scene that stayed in my head is when he makes her ride a toy while he just watches, arms crossed, commenting quietly how her pussy opens up, telling her to look at herself in the mirror. It is kind of humiliating for her, but she clearly loves it, and I felt like a creep because I loved it too. I wish they used that mirror more honestly, there is something about seeing her own face while he’s fucking her from behind that would make it perfect, but they do not really go back to it.

Later more girls appear, of course, because one worshiper is never enough for a god that is horny and bored after thousands of years. There is a smug office lady who pretends she does not believe in gods, then ends up on her knees giving messy head with mascara all over, and a quiet nerdy girl who watches from the doorway first, thinking they do something wrong, and then slowly gets pulled into the group, tongue hesitating when she first licks another girl, then going deeper like she is tasting something forbidden. The group scenes go pretty far, multiple holes all used, toys everywhere, one girl sitting on his face while another rides him, the first believer holding a camera because he tells her to record everything, like building his own private holy scripture of sweaty skin and dripping cum. There is also this short bit with tentacles that feels like a glitch in the universe, he calls some leftover ancient power and suddenly there are wet, shiny limbs curling around ankles and wrists, spreading thighs open so wide it looks impossible, sliding in places fingers cannot reach. It is only one chapter but it burned into my brain. The game itself is simple, just reading and clicking, no choices, but I opened it again on my phone in bed, on desktop with one hand on mouse and one somewhere else, because the pacing of scenes is strangely addicting. You watch this god slowly change from distant, almost cold, into a possessive bastard who cannot get enough, and these “normal” girls from modern world turn into his little cult of sluts, sharing spit, sharing cock, whispering his name like prayer while their asses are already full. I still think one scene needed more lube, like you can almost feel the burn, but somehow that made me like it more.

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Danny McCroy feels like that dude you see in a bar on a Tuesday afternoon, a little too confident, a little too horny, and somehow the universe keeps putting wet, messy situations in his lap. The game throws you into his skin and just lets you stumble from one filthy encounter to another with barely any attempt to pretend this is “wholesome romance”. You get a bit of story, some light plot about his life, but honestly it’s just scaffolding so he can end up face-first between someone’s thighs or buried in a thick ass that probably defies physics. I kinda respect that. It’s like the dev looked at subtlety and just said “nah, we’re here to make your dick do the thinking”. You click through dialog, tease a bit, pick some horny options, and suddenly he’s got his tongue in places and his hands in places and occasionally both at once. When the first scene where he actually goes down on her happened, the build up was just enough to make it feel earned, but not so long that I opened Twitter from boredom. Good balance, for someone clearly very focused on holes.

What surprised me most is how unashamedly the game treats older women. The MILF in here isn’t just a side dish, she walks into the room and everything kind of rearranges itself around her tits and her ass like gravity got confused. She’s not written like some fragile mom fantasy either. She’s bossy, a bit mean, and when Danny finally gets between her legs, it feels like he’s working for it, tongue doing overtime while she pulls his hair like a handle. The scene where she makes him focus on her first, riding his face and grinding till he’s basically suffocating in pussy, was way better than I expected. Then later, when she casually reaches for a toy from the bedside drawer like she’s done this a thousand times, and tells him to keep going while she fills herself even deeper, that’s the moment I sort of forgot I was “reviewing” anything. The pacing there hits that sweet spot where you’re half annoyed by how long she teases and then suddenly he’s stretching her with his hand, knuckles disappearing, and you just think, yeah, that escalated nicely.

The game does have this thing where it really wants Danny to be a universal key that fits every lock. Younger girl, older woman, tight body, big tits, asian beauty with that careful makeup and soft voice that hides a real nasty side once she spreads her legs. He somehow always has the same cocky grin, whether he’s licking slow up a slit, tongue circling the clit, or he’s pushing in from behind and staring at the way her ass bounces when he slams her. There’s an anal scene where she pretends to resist at first, just a little, then that first moment when he pushes past and her face shifts from “no way” to “oh fuck” is honestly the best expression work in the whole thing. I wish they had that level of attention on every scene, but then there are moments where dialog feels like it was written in a rush, like a bad porn title got turned into a line. Still, when he’s got a toy buzzing on her clit while he fucks her from behind, watching her tits sway and her ass shake, it all sort of melts together into this messy, dirty, low-class kind of hot. It’s not elegant. It’s not trying to be. It’s like Danny’s whole world is just mouths, tits, asses, and holes to fill, and honestly, sometimes that’s enough.

Thomas is that kind of guy every Overwatch nerd pretended to be back when D.Va voice lines were stuck in our heads all day. Except here he actually did it. He is in the team, he sleeps in her bed, he knows exactly how loud she moans when you pull her pigtails and shove her face into the mattress. On paper the relationship looks perfect: famous Korean mecha princess, loyal boyfriend, fans screaming her name on Twitch while she rides his cock after a match like it is just another ranked game. But there is this tiny itch under his skin, like when Battle.net lags right when you ult. Everything is good, nothing is wrong, and yet he wants more. Dirtier. Meaner. Less “idol” and more “cum toy with cute cheeks”.

Then that weird mail shows up, like spam you should ignore but you click it anyway because horniness beats common sense every single time. It is not some big magic ritual or epic prophecy nonsense, it is more like someone slid a cheat menu into his life. One by one, the little options open up. Lower her shame. Boost her arousal in public. Crank up obedience when you whisper in her ear. And you just watch this bright, cocky pro gamer girl, who talks trash in voice chat and winks at cameras, slowly start blushing when you tell her to go out without panties under that tiny skirt. At first she protests, acts all “babo, we can’t, the fans!” and then she is sitting on your lap in the parked car, skirt hiked up, drooling around your dick while people walk right past the tinted window. That moment when she looks up with full ahegao eyes, lipstick smeared, and you realize she is way more into humiliation than she wants to admit, hits harder than any highlight reel.

The fun part is how it mixes the silly parody vibe with really rough stuff. One scene she is doing her cutesy “Nerf this!” type voice while riding a vibrating toy you control from your phone, pretending it is just “training gear” for long matches. The next night you have her tied up in some basement that looks way too close to a practice room, wrists burning against ropes, ass already red from spanking, and you are forcing her to count every slap in broken English while she tries not to scream your name. She cheats on you and it is still your win, because you ordered it. You push her into these messed up “swinging” setups where her so‑called allies get a taste of her, but she is trained so well that she only cums when you tell her she is allowed. The anal scenes hit weird too; the first time she is so proud and cocky, saying she can “tank anything”, then three thrusts later she is babbling like a drunk support player, clutching at you, mascara running, begging you not to film it while you obviously already did. Some bits are slow, like a ranked queue on a dead server, and sometimes the jokes miss, but then there is that one moment where she walks out on stage, still wet from the sex toy hidden inside her, winking at the crowd while you raise the vibration level on your phone, and suddenly all the little rough edges of the game feel on purpose.