The whole thing feels like somebody mashed together a horny Final Fantasy fanfic, a cheap mobile survival clone and a beach episode that never ends, then said “yeah, good enough” and shipped it. Which, weirdly, kind of works. You wake up on this tropical island, sand in your shoes, dick in your hand metaphorically, literal later, and the first cutscene just slaps you with that “you’re a loser, now enjoy paradise” tone. The animation in those early scenes is rough in a way I actually like. Faces hold just a little too long, camera lingers on thighs like the animator forgot to hit stop, some lip sync looks like it was done in a hurry during a Discord call. But when Hana leans in close the first time, hair moving in the breeze, you can feel someone really tried. It is not clean. It feels like watching a lewd indie short posted on Twitter that somehow grew into a full game. And then you blink and suddenly there is Tifa in a bikini that never existed in any official artwork, and the game just shrugs, like “yeah, she washed up here, whatever, go talk to her.”

Cutscenes are the best and worst part. One moment you get this slow, almost romantic shot of the island at sunset, the ocean reflecting orange, Hana’s silhouette, and you think “oh, nice mood.” Next moment, hard cut to the male protagonist getting jerked off against a palm tree like a teenager who just learned the word “frottage” yesterday. The camera really loves asses. It crawls over Tifa’s bikini line while she pretends she does not know what masturbation is, then five clicks later she is riding your face in a little looping animation where her hair clips through her shoulders in exactly the same place every cycle. Marie Rose shows up in her swimsuit and that whole “mystery of the island” thing just walks out of the room. The plot starts hinting that the island is wrong, that girls are not just lost tourists, but the next scene is you spanking Marie on the beach while a crab walks through the background like an unpaid extra. The point and click bits are fine, you tap on a coconut, you tap on a girl, you tap on yourself under the water in a badly hidden masturbation loop. Sex toys appear later and the game treats them like legendary weapons, full camera pan, shiny highlight, then you just shove a vibrator between Tifa’s legs in a short looping shot that probably took the animator all night and two energy drinks. There is a mystery somewhere under all the crossover fanservice, but every time you start to care the game distracts you with another animated bikini grinding on the protagonist’s cock and, honestly, that is exactly the kind of trashy commitment I did not know I wanted.

Fashion Spice looks harmless at first, like one more glossy fetish about models with huge tits fighting for the camera, but the game is way more fucked up and strangely smart about how it turns “levelling” into corruption. You start as this pretty regular guy tossed into the fashion agency circus, and the first “stats” you really feel aren’t your strength or charisma, it’s how deep you let yourself sink into the agency’s filth. Every scene is kind of a choice between staying human or becoming the kind of bastard the agency clearly wants. Except, little by little, the game rewards you more when you pick the bastard options. That’s the eroge style gamification here: the more you give in, the more the world opens, more girls, more monsters, more backstage privileges, more private shows in dark corridors with too much red light and not enough clothes.

What I liked is how the sex is not just thrown in like “ok, you clicked flirt, here’s generic blowjob.” There’s this scene early on with a shy new model, she’s supposed to do a lingerie test shoot. If you play it gentle, you get cute romance: slow undressing, tongue-heavy kissing, hands on her big ass, simple vaginal sex on the studio couch, kind of vanilla but sweet. If you pressure her a bit, flirt right on the edge, the system flags that in background and suddenly later on she shows up in some “special casting” where a tentacle horror from the agency’s basement “sponsors” new talent. That scene is a wild mix of fear and arousal, multiple penetration, one slick tentacle filling her ass while another pushes a toy inside her and she’s still trying to pretend she’s doing it “for the job.” It’s creepy as hell and hot at same time, like the game is trolling your conscience. The horror tag really shows when you realize those moaning, animated loops in the ritual room actually react to your past choices, not just play randomly. There is a lesbian path with one of the older MILF models that is way too short though, it builds up with all that teasing in the dressing room, mutual masturbation in front of the mirror, tongue work, nails on skin, then it kind of rushes to creampie with a guy in the next event instead of letting the girls breathe more. You get oral sex scenes where the girl is half terrified of what the agency will do if she refuses, then a moment later she’s riding you like a porn pro, and the game just shrugs like, “yeah, that’s showbiz, baby.” Choices really change who ends kneeling in a group sex shoot, who ends screaming in some bloody, tentacle-filled backstage nightmare, who actually falls in love, but the mobile UI makes some menus feel like using early Instagram on a broken phone, especially when your log of encounters gets cluttered. Still, you’re tracking “trust,” “submission,” weird occult “devotion” values, but none of that is explained cleanly; you just notice that the more a girl lets you grope her in crowded hallways or suck you off between two catwalks, the more the story paths twist into dark romance instead of just quick porn scenes. I kept telling myself I’d aim for the soft, romantic route, protect the girls, but the moment I unlocked the first full-on monster gangbang under the runway, with tentacles plugging every hole and cum dripping on designer shoes, I forgot all that moral stuff pretty fast. The pacing is like a messy house party where some rooms are chill, some rooms are outright satanic, and sometimes you open a door expecting anal and get a psychological horror cutscene instead. If you want to squeeze every dirty drop out of it, poke at the seemingly “wrong” answers, save before big choices, and never trust a contract that comes with champagne and a smile.

Golden Breeze feels like that horny summer job you never had but kind of wish you did. You play this dude who got screwed by life early, packed with his mom and sister into this half empty resort that looks nice on the surface, but clearly every wall has a story and probably a stain. You walk around, pick up random jobs, help guests, clean stuff, run errands, and every second person either has a huge ass, ridiculous tits, or some secret they are way too shy and also not shy to share. It starts kind of slow, with simple teasing scenes and flirty dialogue, but the first time the aunt bends over in her office to look for some papers and her shirt rides up and you realize the dev really, really cares about thick milfs, you know what kind of ride you are on. I opened the browser just to “check it for 10 minutes” during a lunch break and suddenly I’m looking at a scene where mom is half undressed in the laundry room, wet shirt, soft moaning, and I’m there thinking "yeah this is exactly the kind of shit I should not be playing at work" while still clicking.

What I like is how casual the sex stuff sneaks in. One moment you are fixing something at the resort, the next some guest is talking about bringing her favorite toy from home, complaining it is too quiet here, asking if you want to “help her test it”. There is a lot of teasing before anything really explicit happens, like the game loves to edge you a bit, then suddenly flips into a stripping scene where a woman with ridiculous curves is grinding like she forgot gravity. The family angle hits harder than I expected too, because you start caring a little about making money to keep everybody safe, then your brain just melts the first time mom leans too close at the pool and those big tits are in your face and the camera kind of lingers there too long. The sister is a slow burn, always around, giving you side eye, acting annoyed, then you walk into her room at night and she is half naked scrolling TikTok with headphones in, and the way the script mixes normal sibling stuff with lewd tension is kinda wrong and kinda hot at the same time. Not gonna pretend it is super deep, the mystery about the rival resort is cool but sometimes I forgot it existed because I was too busy trying to trigger that one scene in the massage room. The sandbox style is a bit messy too, I wandered around the whole map like an idiot trying to figure out how to repeat a strip show I accidentally triggered once. Still, the feeling when you finally catch a character alone at the bar, late, drunk enough to say what she really wants, and suddenly she is guiding your hand under her skirt while talking about how “stressful” work is, that moment hits different.

There is this one scene with toys that kinda sold the game for me. You are helping in a guest room, very normal boring task, then you find this little box under the bed, and she walks in right when you are holding her vibrator like some kind of evidence. She should be angry but instead she locks the door, tells you to keep it, then sits on the edge of the bed and tells you to prove you know how to use it. The build up there, her legs slowly spreading, the sound of the toy starting low, her whispering your name while trying not to be too loud because her friend is in the next room, that felt way hotter than the average “everyone instantly naked” stuff in other games. Some character paths feel unfinished, sometimes the pacing dies and you go do random work tasks with no sex payoff, and I swear the resort map needs like one more shortcut because I am tired of crossing the whole thing to check the same door. But then out of nowhere you get a scene with the aunt in her office at night, drunk, unbuttoned, ranting about money problems and suddenly pulling your hand to her chest, like “you are a man already, right?” while she is clearly fighting herself and losing. The game keeps dropping this mix of guilt, family tension, big asses bouncing like crazy, and quiet moments in the corridors where you just know something filthy is going to happen sooner or later. I opened it for a quick jerk and ended up min-maxing work shifts so I could afford a new room upgrade that maybe, possibly, would unlock another private scene with one specific milf whose swimsuit is one size too small. And no, I am not proud, but yeah, I am absolutely going back to that resort again tomorrow.

Horny Model starts pretty simple on paper: asshole guy wants a girl who doesn’t want him, brings his bro into it, and things go very wrong in that slow, greasy way that makes you keep clicking even while you think “ok this is fucked up.” It’s not some sweet dating sim where you pick flowers and share feelings. This is more like watching a porn shoot where the “casting couch” idea gets stretched over days and weeks, and you’re the one poking every little boundary to see where it snaps. As someone who is poly and usually prefers open consent and everyone talking about feelings, it was weird to enjoy something where the whole point is gradual corruption and manipulation. Weird, but hot. And that made me a bit annoyed at myself and still horny, which is honestly a good combo for an adult game.

The game uses both male and female point of view, which I didn’t expect at first. One moment I’m in Peter’s head, being a smug little shit, pushing Lucy to show “just a bit more” skin for photos, acting like it’s no big deal. Then suddenly I’m looking at things from her side, overthinking everything, horny but confused, convincing herself this is “normal” and she’s just being friendly. That switch hits hard when scenes go from light teasing and “accidental” gropes into rougher stuff, like when the first spanking scene stops being playful and you realize she is already too deep into their game to really say no. There’s a masturbation scene in her room that actually felt kinda real: she’s trying to get off alone, thinking of them, annoyed at herself, then a message pops on her phone and totally changes the mood. It’s not just click sex, it feels messy like real horny brain. I love that. And at the same time, some parts feel rushed, like one moment she’s shy about stripping to underwear, and a couple clicks later she’s taking anal like she’s been training for it. No build-up, just “ok now your ass is ready, I guess.”

What hit me as a poly person is how they slowly turn her into “their” toy instead of just “his” girl. There is this one group scene where Peter and Roger treat her like a shared model, posing her, touching her, talking about her body like it’s a product. It’s totally male domination fantasy, they don’t hide it, but there’s also a fucked up sort of “relationship” feeling between the three. Not healthy at all, but still kind of intimate. Two guys using her, but also caring in their own twisted way: they check if she’s still “comfortable” while double-penetrating her, like that magic word makes it all fine. The AI images are sometimes uneven, tits change shape a bit between scenes, hands look weird here and there, and for some reason I kept noticing the background more than I should. But that unpolished, slightly glitchy look also matches the vibe: like some cursed OnlyFans project that started innocent and then spiraled into full-on sex toy, anal, toys, multiple penetration chaos. I had this moment where she’s half dressed, being teased, and I realized I was silently hoping for an option where she flips it and starts using them instead. That option never came, obviously, and it annoyed me more than the little UI things or the missing transitions. Still, I clicked every single branching choice I could find. And then opened Twitter and acted like I was a normal person again.