This thing hits you in a weird way right from the start. You’re supposed to be some fresh recruit in this mercenary company, all “professional” and serious, but the moment those two kitsune bosses show up, the whole office vibe just melts into pure horny chaos. They look like they’re about to brief you on combat strategy, then suddenly the “briefing” is you on your knees under the desk, trying to answer questions while one of them wraps her tails around your neck and pushes your face where she actually wants it. It’s that kind of game where the meetings almost feel more dangerous than the missions, just in a very specific, wet-mouth, “don’t bite her by accident” way. Half of your actual job turns into managing power bullshit: this boss wants your tongue, that coworker wants your cock, someone else just wants to sit on your face while they call it “team building”, and you’re stuck in the middle trying to pretend this is normal HR procedure. It somehow feels believable and totally stupid at same time, like horny fanfic written by a war nerd who got distracted by fox tails and never came back.

The best parts hit when the game leans into the office gossip and you just listen. You’re walking past a door, and inside you hear two of the girls going at it, all soft moans and this messy, sloppy sound of someone working way too hard with their tongue. You can tell who’s in charge just by tone, no need for dialogue tags. One of them is basically purring “good girl” every other sentence, and you’re outside pretending to look at a clipboard, but your hand is already in your pants because of course it is. Later you’re dragged inside a storage room by one of the “coworkers” who swears she just needs help organizing supplies, then slams you against the wall, pulls out a toy, and tells you you’ll earn your ration only if you can keep your hands behind your back while she fucks herself on your cock and grinds the toy against your chest. It’s unbalanced in this nice way where you’re technically the male lead, but you keep getting treated more like a favorite toy than some big macho hero. One of the monster girls even uses you like an extra attachment, like she’s stacking sex toys, first her, then the dildo, then your tongue, in that order, and you’re just there thinking “I’m supposed to file reports after this?”

The art is this 2dcg style that looks almost too clean for how filthy the scenes get, but in some frames the proportions feel a bit off, like someone stretched a thigh or a tail just a bit too long at the wrong angle. I was looking at a blowjob scene with one of the kitsune sisters, and instead of focusing on the spit and her lips around the tip, my brain got stuck on how her ear looked like it teleported half a pixel to the left. It’s small but once you see it, it sits in your head and eats a tiny bit of your horny. Then five seconds later she pushes your head down and starts using your mouth like a stress ball and you forget everything again. There’s girl-on-girl scenes where your presence is almost optional, you’re just watching them eat each other out on the office couch while one of them makes eye contact with you and lazily orders you to stroke yourself slower, slower, stop, start again, like she’s flipping switches on a weapon system. Group scenes get noisy in a good way, everyone talking over each other, one woman telling you to go faster while another is holding your hips and deliberately keeping you shallow, and somewhere a toy is buzzing against someone’s clit, and you honestly lose track of where your own body ends and theirs begins. I launched it on my old laptop in Chrome with two other tabs open and the thing was lagging slightly on text advance, which somehow made a certain edging scene even more cruel, because the dialogue box took half a second to appear while your character is already begging to cum. Completely accidental, but it felt like the game was edging me personally, and I kind of hated that, which means it worked too well. I wanted to talk about something else but I keep thinking about that one scene where your “boss” sits on your face during a so-called briefing and makes you listen to her talk about company logistics while you lick her slowly, like she’s training you to link bureaucracy and pussy forever in your brain. It’s fucked up. I liked it. I probably shouldn’t.

Rumors always sound stupid until you are the one they whisper about. This game throws you into one of those sticky school legends, the “there is a satanic cult behind the gym” kind of bullshit, except you actually trip over the damn book they are using. Not a cute grimoire with sparkles, more like something that looks like it smells of old cum and candle smoke. You crack it open for a laugh, and the first thing it gives you is the power to make the class virgin blush so hard she almost creams herself in the middle of an “examination” scene where the teacher leans too close, her tits brushing your arm, and you realize the book is not just edgy goth decor. It lets you push people, twist their lust, nudge their fears, and at first you just use it for small shit: making your best friend text you late at night with “I had this weird dream, why were you watching me in the shower?” while you are literally watching him through some voyeur spell on your phone, zooming in like it is some cursed Pornhub live cam. The game plays like a mix of visual novel and sandbox, you wander around school halls, club rooms, that empty classroom behind the science lab where the “mystery club” girl hides her monster girl hentai doujins, and every choice you poke in the text gets a horny consequence ten minutes later. Sometimes it is just teasing, a milf teacher accidentally pressing her big ass on your desk while bending over the board, sometimes it turns into full on corruption, like you mark a shy futa class rep with a little symbol and next time you see her she is in the bathroom stall, stroking a throbbing cock that looks too heavy for her thin legs, biting her lip and mumbling your name.

The story pretends to be about this “evil power” and responsibility, but half the time I forgot the cult plot and just chased who I could break or save or both. You can go playful, using the book to make girls horny at the worst moments, like forcing a strict nurse to lactate during a routine health check, milk stains spreading on her white top while she clenches her thighs, then suddenly she is grabbing your hand and shoving it under her skirt, muttering how this is “for science.” Or you lean into full NTR stuff, using blackmail photos and the book’s little curse tricks to push a sweet romance into pure cheating. There is one brutal route where your “best friend” tries to confess to his crush under the cherry tree and you quietly tweak her feelings so she accepts, then later you drag her into a storage room and she is on her knees around your cock, choking and crying because she knows she is his, but the spell makes betrayal feel like a delicious punishment. The game loves mixing that hurt with the horny: a loyal girlfriend getting pounded by a big black cock you summoned from some “monster” page, your corrupted class rep in a gangbang bukkake scene with faceless students dripping on her glasses, the principal on her knees in the occult club room giving a sloppy oral exam as if it is normal curriculum. There is futa, femdom, crossdressing sissification stuff where the book flips your own body, giving you a fat futa dick for one route, soft tits in another, forcing you into a skirt while a female domination demon spanks you until you are hard just from the pain. One day you are fingering a shy monster girl by the pool during summer vacation, her tail curling around your wrist as she begs for creampie, the next you are watching a furry club president hump your enchanted sex toy in the empty gym. It is messy, horny, a bit mean, and the book never really feels safe; every time you use it to make someone moan louder in a titfuck or a footjob scene, there is that tiny line of text hinting that maybe the book is also rewriting you, turning a “regular student” into something closer to the cult freaks you laughed at in the first place.

This Resident Evil parody throws you straight into Lady Dimitrescu's castle, and honestly? The devs knew exactly what they were doing. You're playing some poor bastard who's gotta survive Alcina's "trial" - which basically means getting dominated by a nine-foot vampire mommy and her equally stacked daughters. The turn-based combat system feels clunky at first, like they copy-pasted it from some RPG maker tutorial, but once you realize the real gameplay is about managing your stamina while getting your face buried in supernatural cleavage, it starts making sense. There's this one scene where Dimitrescu pins you against the wall and the camera angle is just... chef's kiss. The 3DCG models look decent enough, though Lady D's proportions are so exaggerated she looks like she'd topple over in real life.

Combat encounters blend into these weird BDSM scenarios where losing actually feels like winning. You'll find yourself deliberately failing just to see what creative punishment awaits. The spanking animations have more effort put into them than the actual sword fighting mechanics, which tells you where the priorities were. Sandbox elements let you explore the castle freely, groping your way through dark corridors while avoiding or seeking out the various monster girls lurking around. Some of the dialogue during sex scenes made me laugh out loud - not sure if that was intentional. The ahegao faces during climax moments are over-the-top ridiculous but somehow work within this campy horror-porn aesthetic.

What really caught me off guard was how they handled the size difference fetish stuff. Tall vs short dynamics play out in every interaction, from handjobs where your character can barely reach to titfuck scenes that look physically impossible. The harem aspect kicks in later when you're juggling multiple supernatural ladies, each with their own domination preferences. Voice acting ranges from surprisingly good to hilariously bad, but the moaning sounds authentic enough. Fair warning though - the grinding gets repetitive and some animations loop awkwardly.

There’s something oddly satisfying about watching Monica lose her grip - like seeing a queen forget her crown in the middle of a party and pretending she doesn’t care. The game doesn’t beg you to like her, which makes it even better when she starts slipping. I didn’t expect to get so hooked on her attitude, that smug smile before everything goes downhill. It’s not even about the sex at first (though let’s be real, you don’t play this kind of thing for philosophy). It creeps up on you, the way she looks at herself in the mirror after the first time she crosses one of her own lines. I kept thinking, “nah, she won’t go *that* far,” and then she does, with that lazy smirk like she’s been planning it all along.

The voyeur stuff hits harder than I thought - it’s not just some random camera angle, it feels meaner, like the game’s winking at you while she pretends not to notice. There’s this scene where she’s supposed to “teach a lesson” but ends up bent over a desk getting spanked instead, and the sound design there is too good. Like, uncomfortably good. Tiny details: the breath hitch, the crack of palm on skin, that stutter in her voice. I laughed right after, not sure if it was hot or pathetic. Maybe both. The sandbox part almost ruins it though - you wander around too much, trying to trigger scenes, and half the time I was checking my phone mid-dialogue because nothing was happening except her chewing someone out. And yet when the corruption bits kick back in, it’s like an entirely different game. You forget how slow it felt two minutes ago.

I don’t even know why I liked the lesbian arc as much as I did. Probably because it felt softer, less performative. Or maybe because the other girl looked genuinely into it - rare thing in these games. There’s this one moment with a toy, some teasing, and then Monica laughs in a way that’s half humiliation, half relief. It’s stupidly human. I almost wished they’d ended it there, but then came the blackmail twist and suddenly everyone’s dirty again. Somehow that’s exactly what I wanted.