Bella starts this summer as the kind of girl everyone pretends not to see. Soft, quiet, hiding inside baggy clothes and headphones, shuffling between campus and home with her eyes on the floor. Big body, small voice. Guys bump into her in the hallway and only say sorry to her books. Professors forget her name. She knows exactly how invisible she is, and it hurts more because she is still a virgin and her head is full of dirty thoughts she never dares to say out loud. Porn tabs minimized, vibrator hidden under thick sweaters, searching for “romantic first time” and then ending up watching girls choking on thick cocks and wondering why that turns her on so much. Then she goes to her grandmother’s little house in the middle of nowhere, expecting boring tea and old photos, and instead gets told that every woman in her family can ask a goddess to rewrite her body. Not her grades, not her personality. Her curves. Her tits. Her ass. Bella goes to sleep fat, shy and untouched, and wakes up with a waist her hands can wrap around, a huge ass that fights every pair of panties she owns, and breasts so heavy and perfect they spill out of the old comfy bra before she can even hook it. Same quiet girl, now trapped inside a body built for sin.

Returning home with that body is where the real corruption starts. The game leans hard into that contrast: she still thinks like the girl who sat in the back row, but every guy around her is suddenly staring at her chest first and her eyes second, if at all. Walking through campus is a whole event now. You actually feel the moment she realizes her tits bounce under her top, and there is this little scene with her trying to hold her notebook against her chest, pretending it is about modesty while the outline of her big boobs presses against the paper. Andrew, the childhood friend, tries very hard to keep his eyes on her face, but his jeans say something else. You get to decide how long he keeps pretending. Do you make her tease him, bending over just a bit too much, letting that big ass push against his lap when they sit on the couch playing some “innocent” co-op game, acting like she has no idea his cock is rock hard under the blanket? Or does she stay clueless longer, only slowly noticing that every time she leans forward his voice cracks and he has to adjust himself, and she goes home and masturbates to the memory of the bulge, fucking herself with her fingers and imagining what his big dick would feel like stretching her tight, untouched pussy until she can’t stay quiet anymore?

The tone swings nicely between fantasy and awkward, which fits her pretty well. One path can keep her sweet and romantic: slow kisses in her bedroom with the door half open, her sitting on top of Andrew, oversized hoodie sliding up to show the curve of her big ass, his hands shaking when he finally cups her massive tits for the first time through her bra, almost worshipping them. Her first blowjob can be shy and messy, drool on his stomach, her gagging a little on the size but pushing deeper because seeing him lose control hits something deep inside her. Another path lets her taste what happens when a girl with an hourglass bombshell body realizes the world is full of horny men who stopped seeing her as “that chubby quiet one” and now just see a walking fantasy. Older neighbor with thick forearms blurting out compliments when she bends over to pick up the mail, professor who suddenly offers “private tutoring” and stares at her cleavage the whole time, random jock who used to bump past her without looking and now can’t stop DMing her late at night asking what her new bra size is. You can play Bella as scared but curious, or as slowly addicted to the power of making big, muscular guys stutter just by crossing her legs and letting them imagine how that tight, newly shaped pussy would squeeze them. There is real romance if you want it, but there is also the dirty thrill of a former nobody riding a cock on a cheap mattress, big breasts bouncing, moaning too loud, thinking “I used to be invisible” right as she feels hot cum fill her for the first time and realizes her whole life can revolve around who gets to fuck this new body next.

Yuto is counting the days until he flies out, pretending to study vocabulary while actually staring at three very specific asses in his life. The landlady who leans over to collect rent with her huge tits squished in that too-tight cardigan. The older coworker who drills him at work, then accidentally brushes her soft thigh against his crotch in the break room. The convenience store manager who wears that prim uniform but bends over the low shelves like her pussy is begging for attention. All of them taken, all of them off-limits, all of them walking sex disasters. Ten days left before he leaves the country for good, so his brain just flips a switch and goes: fine, fuck it, farewell power-up. No consequences, no long-term awkwardness, just a horny sprint to see how far he can push each of them before his plane ticket cuts the scene.

The story plays out like a slow burn that suddenly remembers it wants to be filthy. Yuto starts with tiny things. A bit too-long eye contact when she leans in with her cleavage literally resting on his arm. A flirty reply where a normal guy would back off. Testing how far he can go with a "joke" about her panties riding up when she reaches for the top shelf. You poke through these choices, nudging him to be a polite good boy or a shameless little bastard. When you lean into the bastard side, the teasing escalates quick. The landlady letting him "help" with her back pain, which turns into groping her soft ass through thin yoga pants. The senior at work staying late with him in a tiny office, the air thick, her blouse slightly open, until her hand is under the desk around his cock while she pretends to explain paperwork. The manager locking the store after hours, the security shutters halfway down, letting him press her against the fridge while her boyfriend keeps calling and she just mutes the phone with shaking fingers.

Sex itself goes from kinda romantic to "oh, he really doesn’t care anymore" very fast, in a good way. One route has him licking her soaked pussy on the couch while she tries not to scream because her husband is asleep in the next room, his tongue working slow then fast as the CG shows her big tits bouncing slightly, nipples hard and shiny with sweat. Another path, you ram his dick into that perfect ass in a cramped stockroom, her skirt hitched up, her thong pulled aside, asshole stretched around him while she chokes on a moan and bites into his shoulder. There are moments where she rides him raw, bouncing on his lap until he loses it and floods her pussy, creampie dripping out in a sticky trail down her thigh while she whispers that she "can’t do this" and still keeps moving her hips. Blowjobs in a parked car, soft tongue circling the tip, messy handjobs under a blanket, toys buzzing deep inside them while they pretend to have normal conversations. The game loves that ugly, delicious cheating vibe: women glancing at their wedding rings, panting, then begging him not to stop. And the wild part is, some endings reward you for being selfish, some twist the knife with guilt, and a few pretend everything is fine while you both know it is absolutely not. The art is AI-smoothed but animated just enough that when her body shakes around his cock, you forget to care where the pixels came from. It is all about those last 10 days where goodbye is the excuse to put his cock exactly where it should never be.

Adam gets thrown into that classic mess where your real mom is gone, dad has a new wife with perfect curves, and suddenly you're dragging your suitcase into a house that feels way too warm and way too tight for a “normal” family. The game does not pretend to be deep, but it knows exactly what button it’s pushing. You walk in, and the first thing you notice is not the wallpaper. Stepmom’s tits are right there, proud and heavy, squeezed into clothes that really look like they’re begging for a wardrobe malfunction. She leans over the table, “accidentally” brushing against you, her ass moving in those slow little circles like she’s stirring your brain and your dick at the same time. The stepsisters are no better. One is all attitude and eye rolls, acting like she hates you, then “needs help” reaching something on a high shelf, pushing her soft ass against your crotch just a bit too long. The other plays innocent, but she keeps sitting in your lap to show you something on her phone, her big tits pressed into your chest while she pretends she doesn’t notice how hard you are. Yeah, sure.

What I liked is how the pacing kind of sneaks up on you. It starts with small things. A hand brushing over your thigh when it really didn’t need to. A hug that turns into a grope for half a second too long before she pulls back like nothing happened. Random teasing in the hallway where she bends over to pick something up, and you swear she pauses so you can get a full view of those curves bouncing. You get that mix of guilt and hunger every time you click to the next scene. Sometimes the game lets you be a bit of an asshole and just grab a hip or a boob when the chance is there, sometimes you’re stuck watching, fingers itching, while they grind just out of reach. The animations help a lot, even when they’re a bit janky. A little awkward movement can feel weirdly hot when the stepmom is pressing her breasts against your arm while “cooking” and you’re just standing there, thinking about pinning her against the counter. The basement thing is kind of funny. You’re all horny upstairs with this milf and her thick ass, then you hear those weird sounds below. It pulls you away from the porn and makes you walk down into the dark, like the house itself is hiding some dirty secret that might be even more messed up than your new family. There are moments where I wish scenes went further, like the build up is amazing, but the payoff cuts too soon, or the groping stops just when her breathing starts to change. Still, that half-frustrated feeling almost fits the theme. If you want to squeeze every lewd drop from it, take your time, replay scenes, try different choices, and lean into the teasing instead of rushing for the obvious obvious stuff. The game gets better when you let it edge you a little.

You’re a rookie reporter who clearly skipped the “professional distance” chapter in journalism school. The game drops you back in your hometown with a shiny new job at the top newspaper, but it feels less like serious reporting and more like a long, horny field trip where every “interview” can end with your dick somewhere it absolutely shouldn’t be. One minute you’re chasing a lead about some shady business deal, the next you’re on your knees under a desk, trying to keep eye contact with your source while she’s forcing her cock-wet lips down on you and whispering, “Ask better questions.” It’s that kind of story. The whole thing plays like a visual novel with choices that pretend to be about ethics and truth, but half the time you’re just deciding if you want your face between her thighs or under her feet. When your editor calls you into her office, you expect a lecture. Instead you get her sitting on the edge of her desk in a tight blouse, tits about to pop out, and she shuts you up by shoving her foot into your lap and making you rub your cock against her sole until you’re leaking through your pants. Then she asks you for your article draft like nothing happened. I actually laughed out loud there, it felt wrong in a good way.

Sex is everywhere, but not in a soft fade-to-black way. The writing goes straight for it. There’s a scene with a politician’s wife who looks like she walked out from some old “serious interview” magazine cover, glasses, expensive dress, perfect big ass, the whole classy thing. She starts out teasing, brushing her thigh against you under the table while you’re trying to keep your recorder steady. Then she locks the door, kneels down, and you’re suddenly drowning in sloppy, noisy oral where she keeps eye contact and drool is sliding down your shaft. Later she rides you hard on a couch, tits bouncing in your face while she tells you not to stop asking questions, and when you finally push her on her stomach and go in her pussy from behind, the game really leans into describing how she’s clenching around you and begging you to pound her like you’re breaking some embargo. Anal is treated almost like a reward for pushing a scene far enough. There’s this moment on a rooftop with a rival journalist where she first jacks you off with her foot, pressing her heel against your balls, then she bends over the low wall, pulls her skirt up, and tells you “If you want this story, fuck my ass.” She’s tight, she grunts into her own arm, and the text is very direct about the way her asshole stretches and the way your cum fills her. No fading, no “tasteful” cut. You feel like a completely unethical bastard, and the game wants that.

The AI art is actually kinda weird in a charming way. Some shots are hot as hell, like the close-ups of wet lips around your cock, or the way their nipples poke through shirts when they lean over your desk. Sometimes fingers look a bit off or a foot angle feels strange when a girl is jerking you with her toes, but honestly, during a good blowjob scene, I forgot to care. One thing I didn’t like: the pacing sometimes goes from horny to “okay, now read five screens of investigation talk” at really random moments, and then suddenly, out of nowhere, the game jumps you into another sex scene with almost no build-up. It feels like the writer couldn’t decide if this is a serious adventure or just porn with a plot as a flimsy excuse. But that contrast also makes some moments hit harder. After a long bit where you’re actually chasing clues, you end up in a car with a source, rain outside, the city lights reflecting, and she just quietly unzips you and starts sucking you off while you’re pretending to go over notes. There is something very dirty about that calm, focused blowjob. I also kept tapping my screen trying to scroll back on one scene where you fuck this stacked receptionist against the office window, her tits smooshed on the glass while you slam in her pussy and she keeps moaning that someone below might see. The sound, the text, the way she keeps begging for more even after you cum inside her, telling you to stay hard and give her your dick again, felt way more intense than I expected from a horny little journalist game. I wanted more reactions from NPCs after all this abuse of power, but the story just shrugs and throws you to the next big-titted lead. Honestly, at some point I forgot if I was supposed to care about the mystery at all. I just kept following whatever route promised another scene where I’d get used as a human cock by someone who knows exactly how to play with my curiosity.

Lucio’s whole life is basically tits, cards, and terrible business decisions, and the game just throws you in the middle of that mess like “yeah, good luck, boss.” You’re this guy who somehow owns a brand new casino and has no idea how to not fuck it up. Every choice you make swings between “professional owner” and “degenerate perv” and the girls react to that. The casino feels like your hunting ground and your prison at same time. One minute you’re pretending to care about revenue and poker odds, next minute you’re staring at a redhead dealer trying to remember how to speak because her shirt keeps slipping lower every time you raise the bet. It’s very much a visual novel brain, so you’re clicking through dialogue, watching CGs pop up, choosing lines that range from smooth to “wow, I should be arrested for saying that.” The humor is stupid in a good way, like the game is constantly winking at you. It knows you’re here to see big tits and big asses bouncing around the poker tables, and it doesn’t try to be high art or some shit. The AI CGs sometimes look a little too clean, like the girls are models in some weird casino catalog, but that actually kinda works with the parody vibe.

What I liked most is that the “romance” is horny as hell but still feels like a slow burn, especially if you’re the type who plays solo and reads everything like it’s your personal soap opera. Teasing is the main dish here. Girls lean in close, whisper bullshit in your ear, bend over to pick up cards, pretend they don’t notice your eyes are stuck to their cleavage, then pull back right before you think “ok, now we fuck.” Clothing disappears step by step. First jacket, then the tight shirt, then the bra just slightly moved so you see the side of the nipple in one CG, then next scene she’s sitting in your lap in only panties talking about “raising the stakes” and you’re like yeah ok I guess productivity is dead today. I had one scene where I kept winning at poker against this stacked redhead, and every time she lost she had to remove something. The way the camera slowly goes lower, from her smug face to those heavy tits squeezed in a bra that’s absolutely losing the war, to her ass pressed against the chair, was way more exciting than just “here’s full nudity in 2 clicks.” And at the same time, sometimes the transitions between scenes are really abrupt, like you go from joking to almost sex in a single text box and it feels like the script skipped a page, but then she cracks a dumb joke about your “poker face” and it somehow fits again. It’s messy, it’s horny, it’s half-romance half shameless strip show, and the whole casino feels like it exists only so Lucio can surround himself with a mini harem of big tit redheads and other walking distractions while pretending it’s all about the cards.

Imagine walking into a clinic where everyone looks like they escaped from a horny Pinterest board you made at 2% battery. That is pretty much the energy of Futa Healthcare. It pretends to be all serious and medical, white coats and forms and “professional standards”, but two clicks later you’re watching a stacked futa nurse “check your reflexes” by making you stroke her under the exam table while she keeps a straight face for the other patients. The game leans hard into that whole “this is a legitimate checkup, sir” vibe while your cock is out, her cock is out, and nobody is doing anything that would pass any kind of ethics board. Which is the point.

You play this clueless young dude walking into a special clinic for futas, and he’s trying to act like he’s there for research or whatever, but the second a tall futa doctor in a tight uniform leans over him, you can feel his halo just slide off. There is this one scene where you’re supposed to fill a “sample cup” and the doctor says she needs to “supervise” because it’s for a special study. She stands way too close, latex gloves on, then she just wraps her hand around you and starts pumping while asking boring medical questions like “Any family history of heart issues?” while your dick is pulsing in her fist. It’s so dumb and hot at the same time. And they actually animate the rhythm, not just one lazy loop. Sometimes it looks a little stiff, sometimes you get that perfect angle where your brain goes quiet and your hand just keeps clicking next without reading.

The wild part for me was how often they weaponize uniforms. Not just nurses. You’ve got a strict futa doctor with glasses who talks like she cares about your long-term health, then tells you anal pressure tests are “routine now” and pushes a lubed toy in you while you’re strapped on your side, and the MC is half complaining, half moaning. Then later there is this older futa “specialist” with thick mom energy, huge tits pressing against her coat, doing a “family screening” with a relative in the next room, and the whole incest thing is just kind of dropped like it’s normal paperwork. She closes the curtain, tells you to relax, pulls your mouth to her cock and acts like it’s therapy. I’m there thinking, ok, maybe that’s too much, and still I click through every dialog line. The teasing is constant, they make you watch them masturbate on those stupid exam chairs, they grope you while talking about blood pressure, they send you out into the hallway with a visible erection because “we need to see your reaction in public situations”, which made me laugh because it’s so fake and also great. It’s rough around the edges, faces sometimes look a bit plastic, some animations loop weird, one nurse’s hand clips through a thigh every time she gives a blowjob and it drives me insane, but then she spits on the tip and the camera angle hits, and honestly I forget everything. The futa on futa checkups, the futa on female “patient comfort sessions”, the interracial scenes with that dark-skinned nurse riding your face while stroking her own shaft, the way they keep pretending it is healthcare when it’s just a sex dungeon with forms, it all blends into this messy, horny notebook doodle of a game that feels like someone put all their kinks in one medical folder and never cleaned it up.

Forbidden Thoughts starts in that boring slice of life zone where nothing really happens, which is exactly why it hits so hard when things start to slip. You’re just this regular guy, bit awkward, still a virgin, walking around the house and the neighborhood, pretending everything is normal while your brain is quietly getting filthier every day. It begins with these small scenes: brushing past her in the hallway and feeling the weight of her tits against your arm for half a second, or trying not to stare when she bends over the couch and that huge ass fills the whole screen. She talks about groceries or work or something totally harmless, and you’re there, only catching half the words because your eyes are stuck on how her top is just a little too tight. The game really likes those slow burns, the groping that isn’t fully “on purpose” yet clearly not an accident, the way your hand lingers when you pass her the remote, the tension when your fingers touch and nobody pulls away fast enough. It’s horny, but it tries to pretend it isn’t, and that part is honestly hotter than most “let’s fuck now” games.

What I enjoyed the most is how much it trusts you to read the looks and the pauses instead of shouting everything in your face. There’s this scene on the balcony at night, she’s in this simple top with no bra, nipples showing through in the cold air, talking about how “people misjudge her” and all you can think is how badly you want to put your hands on those big tits and see just how soft they are. The dialogue keeps circling around safe topics, but the camera and the choices are anything but safe. You can stare at her chest, or pretend to be respectful, or go for a “casual” touch on her lower back that obviously dips too low. Sometimes she catches you looking and you get that tiny smirk, like she knows exactly what you’re doing and lets you drown in your own dirty thoughts. Sometimes she reacts colder and you feel like a creep, which I kind of liked because it makes the later teasing and exhibitionism feel earned, not automatic. The 3dcg models help here: her curves look heavy, like if you grab her ass it will actually fill your whole hand, not just look big from one angle. One thing that annoyed me though, her phone notification sound is weirdly loud in one early scene and now my brain associates that exact “ping” with having to hide my own hard-on. They never fix that.

The escalation is where the game really starts to twist the knife. Once those “accidental” brushes turn into open teasing, it goes from romantic tension to outright sexual torture in a good way. She’ll stretch in front of you, tits bouncing, asking innocent questions while her shirt rides up and you see the bottom of her breasts, no bra anywhere, and you get choices like “help her adjust her clothes” or “pretend not to notice” when obviously both options just mean more skin, more contact, more frustration. There’s a bathroom scene where you walk in while she’s half dressed, steam on the mirror, droplets on her skin, and she doesn’t cover herself properly, just sort of turns slightly and lets you see the side of her breast and that full, thick ass. You can back out or stay, and if you stay, the game leans hard into masturbation and voyeur stuff, with you jerking off later to the memory of that exact angle, the curve of her hip, the way the towel barely covers her. It’s not just porn, it’s that feeling of “I shouldn’t be doing this” mixed with “I can’t stop” that makes the whole thing feel nasty in the best way. I wish some of the romance lines were less corny, because sometimes the MC suddenly talks like a poet and it doesn’t match his horny-idiot energy at all, but then the next scene he’s back to being nervous, trying not to cum in his pants when she sits on his lap and pretends it’s nothing. The game never fully lets you forget that you’re the inexperienced guy in over his head, staring at a milf with big tits and a bigger ass, and every choice is basically: do you stay a good boy, or do you finally give in to those forbidden thoughts you’ve been pretending not to have.

Simon wakes up in the far future, stuck on a ship in the middle of space, surrounded by nine alien girls with ridiculous curves and zero sense of shame. It feels a bit like someone mashed together a trashy harem anime and a cheap sci‑fi flick they found on a torrent site, then just leaned into every horny idea that popped up. The tone is stupid in the best way. One moment you’re listening to a serious speech about “saving the universe” and five minutes later you’re watching a slime‑skinned monster girl trying to figure out human underwear and accidentally flashing half the crew. The game knows exactly what it is. It keeps throwing teasing scenes at you where clothes never quite stay on, like that first time the insectoid girl tries on a tight jumpsuit and the camera just lovingly stays on her ass while she pretends she’s not noticing you staring. There is this constant feeling that everyone on this ship is a tiny bit too horny and nobody has the emotional maturity to admit it, which honestly feels realistic for a porn game pretending to be a space opera.

Choices matter just enough to make you sweat. Example: early on, there is this “morale boosting” event where you can choose which girl to escort through a transparent corridor with full view to the deep void outside. Sounds like some poetic sci‑fi thing, right? No, it’s basically a public stripwalk for aliens. You pick the shy tentacle‑haired engineer and she keeps pretending her suit malfunctioned, giving you glimpses of huge tits pressed against cold glass, nipples hard and obvious, while other crew members conveniently wander by and pretend not to stare. Keep pushing the flirt and the game lets you push her against the wall later in the engine room, legs spread, tentacles wrapped around your wrists while you fuck her raw from behind and watch her ahegao face reflected in a metal panel. Or you play nice and she stays in that permanently horny‑but‑denying state, which can be even hotter if you’re a teasing enjoyer. There is a lot of creampie focus too, which the script doesn’t even try to hide. Some scenes end with your cum dripping out of an alien pussy while the ship’s AI comments on “successful genetic transfer” like it’s just checking fuel levels. It can feel a bit repetitive at times, always circling back to the same big tits and tongue‑out faces, but the dumb jokes and constant parody of sci‑fi tropes keep it from getting boring. It’s like watching people roleplay Star Trek, if Star Trek was written by horny Reddit shitposters and nobody had heard of bras.

Cold country, warm panties, that is the vibe here. You are Misha, officially labeled a “parasite” by this lovely red-flag circus, and they expect you to act like a good little cog while every woman around you is basically begging the universe for a reason to misbehave. The city is gray, the buildings are ugly, everyone parrots the Party slogans like zombies, and then you go home and your “proper” household looks like some fucked up mix of political prison and porn shoot. On paper you must study hard, work your shift, salute the portraits. In practice you are trying not to stare at the way your landlady’s blouse buttons look like they are one good breath away from exploding, or how your “respectable” teacher leans over your desk until her tits brush your notebook and she asks if you really understand the lesson. Very subtle academic support. Sure.

The gameplay part is mostly you picking choices and watching Misha get dragged between fear and horniness. One minute you are in class being humiliated in front of everyone for some minor “ideological deviation”, next minute that same strict officer or teacher corners you after hours, sits on the edge of the desk, stockings half-showing, and starts grilling you about your “loyalty” while grinding against your thigh like that is part of the test. I clicked the slightly braver dialogue option once and it turned into this slow, teasing scene where she pretends to punish you, but actually she is the one breathing heavy and you are the virgin who somehow has to keep up. The animations sell it pretty well, you actually see the way her ass moves when she rides you in that cramped office, trying to stay quiet because the Party posters are literally staring from the wall. It is ridiculous and hot at the same time. At home it is even worse; there is this moment in the tiny kitchen where your older housemate is pretending to scold you for not doing chores, but her tits are sliding around in this thin top and she keeps “accidentally” pressing her ass against your crotch while washing dishes. You know exactly what she wants, she knows you know, but the regime says no sex before marriage, no dirty thoughts, only productivity. Yeah, sure. The flirting is long, dirty, lots of teasing and denial, and when it finally moves to the bedroom, she rides you like she wants to erase your entire ideology through your dick, with the kind of ahegao face that would probably get her executed if anybody saw it. It is not subtle romance, it is messy, horny, and somehow still sweet in a fucked up way, because between all the slogans and spying neighbors, these little moments of naked skin and whispered jokes feel like the only real freedom anyone has left.