You’re flipping burgers in some sad McDonald’s, trying not to think about your life choices, and suddenly the world just glitches. Instead of the fryer you’re staring at Voldemort’s noseless mug while still smelling like burned oil. He basically speedruns the job interview: no contract, no payroll, just “congrats, you’re a Hogwarts professor now, go corrupt Hermione or die.” That’s the vibe. One second you’re asking “with or without pickles,” next second you’re being told to turn the golden girl of Hogwarts into a filthy bad witch who’d probably hex your dick off and then step on it in heels. And it somehow works. The game just tosses you into Hogwarts like you slipped in through a fanfic side door, but now you’ve got powers and authority and absolutely no HR department watching you. You walk around this parody Hogwarts, talk shit, try not to piss off the Dark Lord, and slowly poke at Hermione’s “perfect girl” shell until it cracks and she starts looking at you like homework she wants to do on her knees.

Hermione here is not the shy bookworm people pretend she is. She starts strict, naggy, all “rules, rules, rules,” but you can see the dev really enjoys turning her into a problem. Clothes get shorter, poses get bolder, she starts throwing those “this is wrong” lines while obviously loving every second. It’s that slow corruption style where your choices and little events stack up. You tease her in class, you nudge her into “practical lessons,” you catch her after hours when the halls are empty and the only magic that matters is making her legs shake. Some of the scenes get wild, especially once she starts using magic while you’re already inside her. Stuff floats, lights flicker, she struggles between being the good little prefect and the girl whose tits are basically falling out of her uniform. And yeah, they made sure she is… very stacked. Ass too. This is the type of Hermione who could smother the entire Gryffindor common room just by sitting down. There’s one moment where she’s bent over a desk “studying” and honestly you forget there’s a world outside the screen. Then suddenly Voldemort checks in and you remember you’re technically supposed to be doing evil, not just horny.

Side note, Bellatrix here completely steals scenes she’s in. She shows up as your twisted assistant, like some goth HR rep from hell whose only job is helping you ruin Hermione while laughing in your face. Half the time she’s mocking you, half the time she’s lowkey ready to ride you till your spine folds, and you never fully know which one you’re getting. She offers “advice” that might help you or might screw your mission and it’s kinda funny how you still click it like an idiot. There’s this bit where she’s explaining how to break Hermione’s resistance and she’s doing it while basically pressing her huge tits into you, like girl, how am I supposed to listen to your evil lecture when your cleavage looks like a death trap I want to fall into. And then the game just casually throws Arcueid in there like it’s the most normal crossover in the world. McDonald’s wage slave turned Hogwarts professor trying to corrupt Hermione with Bellatrix coaching him, and suddenly the blonde chaos vampire girl pops up in this Harry Potter parody like “sup, I’m here now.” It’s stupid, but in the fun way, like a meme that went on too long and became art by accident. The whole thing feels a bit scuffed, a bit random, a lot horny, and somehow that mix of big tits, big asses, magic tricks and dark humor just keeps your hand on the mouse when you said you’d close it after “one more scene.”

You wake up, horny, confused and a little annoyed, and the game just shrugs and drops a catgirl in your lap like that’s a normal Tuesday. She’s not the cutesy “nya~ master” type either, at least not at first. There is this weird mix of needy kitten and bratty roommate who looks through your browser history and then pretends she didn’t. One moment she’s pressing those ridiculous tits against your arm while her tail flicks, next moment she’s acting offended you looked. Classic. The robot friend beside her is even stranger. Not some cold metal toy, more like a pervy Alexa with a body and no shame, scanning everyone, throwing humiliating comments about body temperature, arousal levels, “fertility status” in your face. It feels like a therapist that skipped ethics class and went straight to “how can I make you blush harder” mode.

Where it gets fun, or fucked up, or both, is how the game handles control. You’ve got the usual dating sim stuff, choices, gifts, events, blah, but then it slides quietly into serious kink territory. Orgasm denial isn’t just a line in the menu, it becomes part of the daily routine. A handjob that stops right when she starts to squirt. A blowjob where the robot keeps count of thrusts and locks the toy on your cock if you cum too fast. You get a catgirl on her knees, drooling on your shaft, and at the same time a cold voice in your ear rating your self control like it’s grading homework. It should be stupid. It kind of is. I liked it anyway. Then there is the childhood friend, the wrestler girl with short hair and tan lines that tell you exactly what kind of bikini she wears and how long she stayed in the sun. She suplexes you on the mattress, sits on your face, calls it “training”, and the game treats her virginity like a big boss fight. When you finally break her hymen you feel half proud, half guilty, and the stupid part is that the game never actually asks you to feel anything at all. It just lets the blood, the creampie, the shaking legs speak.

Fantasy and sci fi keep mixing like someone spilled two different games together and never cleaned the floor. One route has you dealing with elves and a monster girl that squirts milk when you grope her too hard, another throws in cybernetic restraints and a “safety protocol” that clearly is not safe. Pregnancy stuff is everywhere, but not shoved in your face, more like a quiet threat. You watch bellies swell after one too many creampies, lactation dripping through cosplay outfits, the robot calmly explaining hormone changes while you’re busy pounding an ahegao-faced catgirl in anal. There is this voyeurism system where you can spy on girls masturbating, or on two of them going full lesbian, one more dominant, slapping ass and making the other lick her own juices off a toy. Then the same girl later kneels for you, calls you master, and it actually feels a bit too easy. That annoyed me, not enough struggle, not enough real humiliation, but I kept playing anyway. The sandbox part sometimes feels like a mess, wandering around just to trigger a titfuck scene in the shower or a quick spanking in the locker room, and I kind of hate that I had to open Notes on my phone to remember where the best scenes were. But then the game throws a horror-style event at you, lights flicker, some superpower shit activates, your slave girl starts floating and moaning like possessed, and you still end up with her pinned under you, begging for more vaginal and anal at the same time like that’s totally normal reaction to paranormal activity. It’s trashy, it’s inconsistent, it pretends to care about consent while letting you push way too far in group sex scenes, and I still found myself tabbing away from Telegram so I could focus when the robot whispered “orgasm denied” and the catgirl looked like she might cry if I didn’t let her cum. I wanted more actual fear in the horror, more sting in the BDSM, less harem softness, but I know I’d complain even if it had all that.

Amity Park is that kind of game where you open it on your phone “just to check something” and then suddenly you’re grinding ghost fights because you want to see one more filthy scene with Jazz or Maddie or whoever your brain is stuck on today. It looks like a silly parody at first, all school halls, lockers and ectoplasm jokes, but then the game quietly goes “yeah, anyway, here’s Danny getting his dick worshipped by a girl he used to just awkwardly stare at in class” and your productivity dies. You’re basically juggling two addictions at once: the turn based combat and the horny gallery hunt. Every ghost encounter feels like a weird mix of Pokémon and porn, like “okay I stun her, build meter, finish the fight” and secretly I’m just praying this leads to a corruption event or some voyeur scene in a locker room. Half the time I’m not even reading the dialogue properly, I’m scanning for the tiny signs that say, hey, this route is going to end with anal in the school janitor closet or titties pressed against the lab window while Jack Fenton walks past like an idiot.

What I like is how messy the whole thing feels, in a good way and sometimes bad. You jump from a handjob under the desk with one girl, to Madam Babazita doing some creepy ghost magic thing, to Desiree tempting you like a genie pornstar, then suddenly the story stops and goes “oh yeah, homework” and you’re back in class like your dick wasn’t in someone’s throat ten clicks ago. The incest angle with the Fentons is just thrown right at you, no shy build up. One moment Maddie is this serious MILF scientist, goggles and all, then a few scenes later she’s riding you with that ahegao face like she forgot she’s your mom and not some random nurse from a hentai doujin. Speaking of nurses, Nurse Kate shows up and honestly I spent way too much time replaying her stuff. The way the game leans into medical play, checking “vital signs” with her hand on your cock, that tiny animation of her glasses sliding down her nose while she strokes you, it stuck in my head longer than some full animations. I hate that her moan loop is a bit too short, it’s like one second off from being perfect, and it annoys me every single time, but I still go back to it like an idiot.

The combat is simple but it hits that stupid part of my brain that likes numbers and bars. You see Danny popping off with ghost powers, blocking projectiles, shocking enemies, and you’re not really thinking “strategy,” you’re thinking “if I clear this fast, maybe the game finally gives me that Paulina titfuck scene I saw teased on a forum.” When Princess Dorathea shows up in her dragon princess vibe, it feels like a boss from some mobile gacha, except instead of getting a new skin you’re chasing a scene where you end up fuckin her after beating her in battle, covered in ecto and sweat. Sometimes it gets weird and darker, like the possession stuff, Danny using his powers to peek, control, corrupt, or Sam and Valerie getting dragged into paranormal bullshit that ends with exhibitionism in public and everyone pretending it’s somehow normal. The game treats masturbation, toys, oral, anal, all that, like just another part of the school schedule. One day you’re doing Monster Dash crap outside, ghost chasing, next day you’ve got Jazz with her legs spread on your bed, vibrator in hand, staring at you with that “big brother, help me out” look that probably broke so many people’s morals. I was chasing 100 percent unlocks like a lunatic, checking scenes against random Google Docs, comparing saves across devices, even syncing screenshots to Dropbox like some horny archivist. And still, one little thing in the UI is mapped weird on mobile, every time I mis-tap that stupid button and open the wrong menu I want to scream, but I keep going because somewhere in there is one last unfinished route with Penelope Spectra or Ember or Valerie in full armor getting railed against a wall and my brain refuses to let that stay locked.

World full of people with crazy powers, and you start as the useless kid who can’t do shit. That’s the part that hooked me. Everyone’s out there throwing fire, stopping time, shattering walls, and you’re stuck in this school where your “talent” is being pathetic and horny. Then the game flips it. Your Genex kicks in and suddenly the loser becomes the guy monsters and girls both want to either fuck or kill. Sometimes both. The whole thing feels like someone mashed a hero anime, a gacha monster game from my phone, and a really filthy hentai, then forgot to clean the edges. You walk around school, talk, grind a bit, pick fights that you’re not really ready for, get wrecked, go again. Those turn based fights are simple but not boring, because half the tension is “am I gonna win” and the other half is “ok if I lose, how badly am I getting used.”

The sex is not some soft blurred romance bullshit either. There is real weight in how the game treats bodies. Huge tits that actually move when she rides you, asses that look like they could crush your ribs, monsters with extra limbs and extra holes that turn “multiple penetration” into something like a physics puzzle. One scene I keep thinking about: you’re fighting this monster girl who looks almost cute at start, like some shy transfer student with horns. She wrecks you in combat, pins you down, and suddenly there’s your cock in her mouth, your ass pinned, something wet sliding between your legs, and the camera just hangs there. You hear her voice, half moan, half mocking, and you feel weird because part of you is turned on and part of you’s like “is this still about being a hero or am I just a toy now.” And then it throws you back to the school corridors like nothing happened, classmates talking about homework while you’re walking around full of dried cum. The game never sits you down to explain the morality of it, it just shoves you into these situations and lets your brain do the philosophy after you’ve already jerked off.

I like how your power feels less like a gift and more like a curse that keeps giving you new ways to get in trouble. In one route you use it to protect a girl from some monster, big heroic move, and your reward is her thanking you with her lips around your dick in an empty classroom, her voice trembling in that lightly cheesy anime way while she tries not to gag. In another, same ability turns you basically into an accessory for a monster queen who treats you like living breeding tool, creampie after creampie until the screen is just sweat and white. The violence hits a bit harder than I expected from a porn game. When you punch something, you hear bones. When you lose, sometimes the scene starts with blood and ends with you still getting jerked off or ridden, so your own pain is just background to all this pleasure. It’s kind of fucked, but that’s also what gives the sex more bite. And yeah, the sandbox parts feel a little messy, like the dev just threw events across the map and said “you find them, whatever.” But that chaos kind of matches the whole vibe of a kid who suddenly has power and no clue what the hell to do with it, except fuck, fight, and pretend there’s some deeper meaning to all of it.