Whole vibe here is like someone mashed a sci‑fi VN, horny college comedy and weird timeline conspiracy thread from Reddit, then just left in all the rough edges. You’re this guy starting at an uni that looks normal on the surface, but history’s literally missing chunks, teachers act like some parts of the past never existed, and you’re juggling “save the world” with “try not to nut in 10 seconds when the busty redhead MILF lab assistant bends over the desk”. It’s not subtle. One scene you’re in a serious talk about erased memories and global crisis, next scene you’re getting a slow, teasing handjob in a cramped storage room while trying to keep quiet because there’s a lecture going on outside the door. The game just swerves like that. It felt messy in a good way. And sometimes in a stupid way. But kind of charming stupid.

Sex stuff lands harder because it keeps using the school setting instead of forgetting it after the intro. Uniform skirts hitched up over desks, a schoolgirl outfit that’s clearly two sizes too small, and that moment when you realize the “strict officer from the security department” also wears a perfectly clean university badge, then she closes the blinds and suddenly your “discipline meeting” becomes her sitting on your lap, grinding on your cock through your pants, whispering in your ear about how bad boys need to be “re-educated”. She looks about as “milf” as a porn thumbnail, ridiculous huge tits smushed against your face while she titfucks you, saliva and lube all over, and the MC just trying to keep it together. I say “trying”, but he’s a disaster. In one scene he walks into a lab to investigate some anomaly, finds a voyeur cam feed accidentally still on, and instead of freaking out, he just starts stroking to a live view of a classmate on her bed, toys out, full ahegao face when she cums. Which is horrible. And also hot. And also kind of funny, because he gets caught mid‑jerk by another girl, and that spins into awkward oral under a lab table with her telling him, “You’re disgusting… don’t stop.” Whole thing has this unpolished, horny brain energy like a guy switching tabs between Pornhub and some obscure sci‑fi forum.

The 3D style is a bit cursed sometimes, and I mean that lovingly. Boobs in this game have gravity that does not exist in our universe, like they’re trying to escape into orbit, but then there’s this scene on the dorm rooftop at night where the lighting hits just right, girl in half‑undone uniform shirt, nipples poking through the fabric, she slowly drops to her knees and gives you this sloppy, messy blowjob while pretending she’s just “testing your reactions” for a research project. That part looks way better than it has any right to. Then another time, in the library, the lips look off and you barely notice because she’s drooling all over your shaft, choking a bit, pulling away with strands of spit hanging, eyes glazed in full ahegao while you grab her head and she pushes your cock between her tits for a wet titfuck, licking the tip each time it pops up. Creampies are everywhere too: bent over classroom desk, skirt pushed up, you pounding from behind, her moaning into her own sleeve so nobody hears while you fill her up and she just keeps pushing back, cum leaking down her thighs after. And if you want to milk every spicy second, don’t skip through the “talky” parts too fast: half the fun is teasing a character over multiple scenes till she finally snaps, throws you against a door and says, “Fine, you win,” before climbing on and riding you raw, big tits bouncing in your face while the whole world crisis bullshit can wait for one more orgasm.

Your life imploded because your wife fucked you over in the loudest way possible, and the courts helped her do it. Five years later, you’re older, bitter, technically “free”, and still jerking off to memories of the life she stole. “Whoremonger NTE” drops you right into that headspace. You’re not some anime prettyboy virgin hero. You’re a pissed-off dad with a wrecked past, a dick that still works, and a whole new playground full of people who don’t know who you used to be. The fun part is watching how far you’re willing to push it. You can play it soft at first, like some broken romantic trying to rebuild something normal with shy girls, milfs, even that “untouchable” teacher type. Or you can start taking what you want: use blackmail when you catch someone cheating, twist a horny teen virgin into a slut, let a stressed-out older woman “relax” on your cock, or sit back and just watch first, jerk later. There is a whole lot of teasing before anything happens, and then it just snaps. One route I went from awkward handjob behind the bleachers to her on her knees in an empty classroom, messy blowjob, and she’s the one begging to get creampied, while we both pretend the security cameras are off. Joke’s on her.

The real hook for me is that the game pretends to care about your “soul” while you’re literally corrupting half the cast. There are romance flags, corruption flags, NTR flags, all playing tug-of-war in the background. You catch a girl flirting with some loser? You can walk away, be the “good guy” and maybe get the pure romance later. Or you lean into it, encourage her to cheat, film her getting fucked, and hold that over her. One path had me letting a milf “borrow” my dick because her husband is useless, then on another save I pushed her into lesbian stuff with a younger girl, toys and all, while I was just a voyeur in the corner, dick in hand. The game is not shy: titfucks with both small and huge tits, anal scenes where the sweet girl suddenly loves it rough, footjobs that start as a joke and end with you groaning against a couch, incest tension that goes from “this is wrong” to “ok, just the tip” way too fast. There’s even graphic violence spiking up at weird moments, like the story reminding you this is not some comfy harem VN; shit has consequences, even when you’re balls-deep. And yeah, some scenes drag a bit, like that one long teasing sequence with no payoff where I kept clicking expecting at least a quick handjob and… nothing. Still annoyed about that. But then later the same girl shows up, sits on your lap in public, grinding her big ass on your cock while pretending to help with “homework”, and suddenly you forget you were mad at the pacing. The whole thing feels like someone mashed midlife crisis, school trash drama, gilf fantasies, and dumb hentai humor into one messy save file, then asked you, very politely, how badly you want to ruin everyone.

Vanessa thinks she’s just taking a comfy office job, talking about other people’s messy love lives while she sits in a nice chair with a clipboard. Then the elevator doors open, she sees her ex again, and her brain basically bluescreens. This is the woman who used to make her legs shake against a cheap mattress, now in a fancy suit, acting all professional, like she didn’t once make Vanessa come so hard she bit her own shoulder. And yeah, technically Vanessa is here as a “relationship psychologist,” but it takes about five minutes to realize the whole company is horny, lonely and way too hot to keep things strictly ethical. Every session turns into a test: listen like a good therapist, or slide a little closer, touch a little longer, let those “what if” thoughts drip into something real.

The vibe is slow burn at first, like a good office gossip chat that accidentally turns filthy. You sit across from a coworker with a ring on their finger and a dead bedroom at home, they talk about frustration, and your brain goes: “What if we just… fix that. Right here.” Some are soft and shy, fingers twisting their wedding band while their eyes keep dropping to Vanessa’s chest. Some are cocky, literally, with that futa coworker who can’t sit still in her chair because she’s hard as hell under the desk, trying to keep it “medical.” There’s this one scene that really stuck in my head: late evening, blinds half closed, the city lights outside, and Vanessa is kneeling between a client’s legs, pretending it’s still a session. She keeps asking calm questions with her mouth full, like “Does this help with your anxiety?” while spit and precum run down her chin, and the client can’t even answer, just grabbing her hair. It’s filthy and a little funny at the same time, like porn with a straight face that keeps slipping. Sometimes she starts the session with a notebook and ends it with her tits wrapped around someone’s shaft, trying to keep eye contact like it’s part of the therapy method. Other times it’s just her alone, past midnight, rubbing herself on her office chair after someone leaves, panties pushed aside, hand clamped over her mouth so no one in the hallway hears her moan her ex’s name instead of the client’s.

Half of the fun is how the “sandbox” stuff makes it feel like wandering in horny LinkedIn. You check your messages like you’re opening Slack, only instead of boring memos it’s a married woman hinting about “extra help” or a jealous coworker asking for a private talk in the break room. You poke around the building, pop into someone’s office, and next thing you’re sitting on their lap, their hands under your blouse while they confess their “emotional needs.” The teasing is constant: ass brushing against someone’s crotch in the copy room, a “friendly” hug turning into a hand sliding down the back of your skirt, a coworker dropping a file and making very sure you see her big tits when she bends to pick it up. Sometimes it’s gentle stuff like soft lesbian kissing in the storage room, thighs pressed together, fingers sneaking under a blouse. Sometimes it’s rougher: a client pinning Vanessa against her own door when she tries to keep it professional, grinding against her big ass until she finally gives up and opens her legs. The best part is how often the game lets you just sit in the tension, watching someone stare at her mouth while pretending to talk about their “communication issues” at home. One moment she’s giving calm advice, the next she’s stroking them off under the desk while they try to keep their voice level, swallowing moans between fake business words. And somewhere in the background, her ex is always there, watching, testing, flirting through half-truths, like the final boss of bad decisions. It feels messy, horny in a very “this is a terrible idea, keep going” way, and yeah, it made me hate my own boring non-horny office job a little bit more.

You start as this worn out taxi guy who looks like he slept in the backseat more than in a bed, and honestly, he kinda acts like it too. Long shifts, shitty tips, sick mom at home, and a brother who treats responsibility like an optional DLC. At first the game almost feels too normal, like, alright, another day, another drunk passenger who smells like cheap vodka and regret. Then this one woman gets in the cab. High heels, tight dress that looks expensive enough to pay all your bills, calm voice that somehow makes you feel both safe and like you’re about to fuck up your entire life. From that point, the story just quietly shifts from “I’m broke and tired” to “oh, I might actually die or worse, catch feelings.” It doesn’t shout at you, it just slowly pulls you into this mafia family drama, one choice at a time, one blowjob at a time.

The sex here doesn’t feel like some random bonus level, it’s tangled right in with the power shit and the manipulation. You think you’re just flirting for fun in the backseat with some big titted milf who likes to lean forward so you can see all that cleavage, but then your next ride, her husband’s cousin is asking questions, and suddenly that quick titfuck scene you just enjoyed is a massive problem. The game loves doing that. You agree to something because her lips are wrapped around your cock in the front seat and your brain is halfway melted, then later you’re realizing “oh, yeah, I kinda sold my soul for that blowjob.” One of my favorite early moments is in the taxi at night, rain on the windows, when she slowly slides over from the passenger seat, puts your hand on her thigh, and asks this very simple question that actually locks you into a whole route. You’re thinking with your dick, click yes, she unzips you, starts sucking, and the camera angle goes low so you see her throat working, spit shining your shaft while the city lights move behind her head. And in the middle of that, she’s talking about loyalty and what you’re willing to sacrifice. It’s hot and fucked up at same time.

What surprised me is how the game keeps forcing you to pick between comfort sex and “good” decisions. You can absolutely be a horny idiot and sleep around with several women, the game doesn’t stop you. There’s this big ass Italian girl with this smug smile who loves to sit on your lap in some fancy office chair, grinding slow until your cock is completely buried, pulling your face into her tits while she rides you like she owns your spine. It’s incredible, and you want to see more, but each time you give in you feel the story bending out of shape. Characters start to notice. One of them will look at you with this hurt expression during a conversation in a quiet kitchen scene, and all you can think about is the time you had her on her knees there, her lips glossy with your cum, while her phone was buzzing on the table and she ignored it. The corruption isn’t just the city or the mafia, it’s you slowly choosing lust over everything. There’s no “everybody is happy and we all share” type ending waiting for you if you fuck them all. The game is kinda mean like that, but honest. It lets you enjoy every blowjob in the backseat, every time you push a girl’s big tits together and slide your cock between them while she moans and drools on your shaft, every time you grab handfuls of ass and pound her from behind against the taxi hood, then later it just quietly makes you sit with what you did. And I really wish the main character would stop making that one weird smirk face during serious scenes, it breaks the mood, but whatever, by the time you’re deep in, following all those messy routes and trying different choices, you’re too busy wondering which woman you’re going to hurt next just because you couldn’t keep it in your pants.

Tiny horny wizard kid gets the worst luck and the best luck at same time. One magic screw‑up, poof, he’s shrunk to smurf size and dumped in this village where literally every blue girl has huge tits, big bubble ass and zero real privacy. It feels like walking into a parody hentai version of a Saturday morning cartoon you half remember from childhood, except now the camera actually follows his eyes when he stares at their cleavage. The game doesn’t pretend to be polite. First minutes you’re already peeking through windows, catching a Smurfette grinding a fat dildo, blue thighs shaking, moaning in that cute cartoonish way while the protagonist is outside trying not to breathe too loud. There’s that RenPy click‑through rhythm, you know, but they keep stuffing it with animated loops of boobs bouncing, sticky handjobs, goofy tongue play, so it’s never just text box → static image → next. Sometimes it even feels like you’re scrolling through a very horny WhatsApp gallery made by a perv who grew up on 80s TV.

What I like is how it pretends to be an adventure and then keeps distracting you with groping chances. You go somewhere to “help with chores” and suddenly you’re massaging a Smurfette’s back, fingers sliding lower, grabbing a handful of that big blue ass while she half protests, half pushes back against your hand. There’s a light sandbox vibe, you wander around the village doing random shit, triggering mini scenes, sometimes nothing happens and sometimes you’re getting a sloppy blowjob in a mushroom house while her tits wobble against your thighs. I had one scene where she’s riding your cock, oversized breasts bouncing all over the place, and the camera basically forgets his face exists and just locks on her nipples smearing with drool and cum. Felt like some horny Instagram reel I shouldn’t be watching at work, except with goblin‑ish magic jokes. The parody is a bit all over the place, it misremembers stuff from the original show in a funny way, like it knows the nostalgia but doesn’t really care about being correct. Sometimes that made me grin, sometimes I rolled my eyes, but then a monster girl pops out of the forest, pinning the guy to the ground and teasing his dick with a clawed foot, and suddenly I forget what I was annoyed about. It’s kinda messy, kinda clumsy, but when a blue babe pushes your cock between her tits and starts a wet titfuck while another one watches through a crack in the door, hand in her panties, tongue out, the only real problem is that you can’t climb inside the screen.

You are a detective from a small provincial town. Five years ago, your sister Norika disappeared without a trace. The memories of her and your relationship with her still haunt you, but you've lost all hope of finding her. However, the death of your brother and some unexpected news push you to pull yourself together once more. Immerse yourself in a captivating story, investigate the case, and find your sister.
Along the way, every choice you make will have consequences, shaping the storyline and determining the ending. A plethora of charming ladies and captivating H-scenes will keep you entertained.​

The town looks holy as fuck at first glance. Little stone church, quiet streets, people acting all shy and “god-fearing” while obviously thinking about getting railed behind closed doors. Into this strolls our main character: a 52-year-old priest who looks like he’s seen some shit, hasn’t had decent pussy in a decade, and suddenly finds himself surrounded by temptation wearing habits that are hanging on for dear life. He’s not some bland saint either. You feel right away this guy has the calm, slow confidence of a dude who knows exactly how to make a woman forget her own name, and maybe her morals too. Three nuns follow him, like a horny little parade of secrets: each one with big tits, soft asses, and those “I’m totally pure, father” eyes that start to change every time he leans in a little too close. Under the church? Yeah, there’s a crypt, and it’s not just cobwebs and old bones waiting there. The place almost feels alive, like it’s watching the priest every time he thinks about pushing someone down on the altar and making her moan loud enough to shake the stained glass.

The game plays like a slow corruption fantasy mixed with small-town porn gossip. One moment you’re blessing the congregation, next moment you’re deciding if you’ll use a bit of mind control to make a nun kneel in front of you, open her mouth, and take your cock like she’s swallowing holy wine. The dev leans hard into harem vibes: you’re juggling nuns, a stacked landlady milf with tits made for titfucks, and even a horny younger guy you can either help or totally cockblock. There’s this great scene where the kid is nervously talking about how he wants to get into his landlady’s pants, and you get the choice to “guide” him... or just say screw it and keep that big-ass milf for yourself. Watching her thighs spread as she rides you, thick breasts bouncing in your face, while you know she was “supposed” to be his is nastier than half the porn on xHamster. Creampies matter here too, not just as visual, but as choices: who do you fill, who ends up pregnant, who becomes your obedient little broodmare in the name of “divine duty”. The 3D-style characters glow under candlelight when you bend them over a pew, spanking them till their ass is red and trembling, then sliding in raw, listening to them beg for more even as they pretend they’re ashamed. Nuns with rosaries tangling between their bouncing tits while they choke on your cock, monster girls under the church offering you deals with claws and curves, a priest turning from “merciful shepherd” into full-on dom who keeps toys in the confessional and sins in every corner of the crypt. Nothing about this feels safe or polite. It’s filthy, sacrilegious, and kind of fascinating in that “yeah, I’m going to hell, but at least I came twice” way.

You start as this awkward newborn succubus who looks like she should already know how to ruin lives with a single blowjob, but actually she’s kind of a mess. That’s the fun part. The game doesn’t treat you like some overpowered goddess right away; you kind of stumble into your powers, tease them out of people, literally and emotionally. One moment you’re practicing a shy little handjob in a dark corner, next moment you’re learning how to twist someone’s mind with a half-whispered promise and a well-timed squeeze of your tits around their cock. The pacing is slower than many horny players want, but in a good way, like edging: long stretches of flirting, teasing, small talk, choices that feel harmless and then, ten clicks later, you realize you just corrupted a “good girl” into begging you to watch her masturbate against a toy you gave her. The sound helps a lot; there’s this soft, kind of hypnotic background track that hums under everything, and then tiny sharp sounds when you spank someone, or when skin rubs on sheets, or that slick wet noise when she slides down on you. It never screams for attention, it just drips into your brain until you’re way more invested than you thought. I played it with headphones on, Chrome full screen, Telegram blowing up in the background, didn’t answer a single message, because I was too busy making a “romance route” accidentally turn into blackmail and humiliation. And the game just quietly lets you do that without wagging its finger.

The whole thing looks like someone fed an AI a bunch of porn comics and fantasy posters, then a human with too much free time cleaned it up and decided, “Yeah, this milf gets a collar, and this busty schoolteacher also has a demonic tattoo under her skirt, nobody will notice until she’s naked.” The tits are huge in a very unapologetic way, like they’re their own characters, bouncing, getting fucked between, dripping cum from a sloppy titfuck POV while the camera stays just where it should: low, close, almost too intimate. Faces are expressive enough that when a girl pretends to be shy about exhibitionism, you see that tiny smirk that says she’s loving every second. Sometimes the AI CG shows weird little finger issues or strange shadows on hair and I kept staring at one girl’s ear that looked a bit like melted wax. Completely killed my vibe for half a scene. And then I forgot it two clicks later when she turned around and showed that big ass, cheeks red from spanking, needy for a creampie. It’s that kind of game. One moment you’re trying to play it “nice”, seducing slowly, picking romance options, kissing before sucking. Next moment your succubus side unlocks some darker path and you’re making her crawl naked across a living room, collar and leash, while her best friend watches and pretends she’s not turned on. The sandbox bits let you just wander, poke at characters, test different toys on them, watch them break piece by piece. Sometimes nothing happens and you get a boring chat scene that feels like filler, and you’re clicking annoyed, but then you hit a line where she admits she masturbated thinking about you dominating her and suddenly all those “wasted” clicks feel like foreplay. The game never rushes to the big group sex, to the harem piled around you, to the lesbian threesomes where you just sit back and enjoy the view while they lick each other for your approval. It just kind of slides there, one corrupted girl at a time, until you’re the quiet center of a storm of moans and obedience, and the only real question is who you’ll break next, softly or not at all.

Desmond shows up for what he thinks is just a boring summer at his buddy’s place, throws his bag down, and suddenly he’s stuck in this house where every woman looks like she walked out of the “don’t touch, just stare” part of your brain. Problem is, the game does not let you “just stare” for long. It starts slow, almost teasing you with those long text scenes, simple choices, and him pretending to be a normal college dude. You’re reading, clicking along, thinking, ok, I know this kind of setup, I’ve seen this in a thousand games, then the story quietly starts twisting into something a lot filthier than it first pretends to be. The writing is messy in a good way: characters talk like actual horny people, not like porn robots who memorized a script from 2004. The real model photos hit you when you don’t expect, like you scroll and there’s the “friend’s mom” just casually bending over in yoga pants, and the text is describing Desmond trying hard not to stare at her ass and obviously failing, same as you.

What I liked is how the game lets the dirt build. It doesn’t jump straight into him ramming someone in the first five clicks. You get those tiny moments: a “friendly” hand on his thigh that stays too long, a bathroom door not locked properly, a quick view of someone touching herself when she thinks everyone is sleeping. Some routes really lean into voyeur stuff, where you are basically just spying on people doing the nasty, pretending Desmond is “conflicted” while you’re hammering the continue button. Then the scenes start to spiral out. That one time where he’s getting jerked off under the kitchen table with family walking by, or when he gets his cock pinned between those heavy tits and suddenly the writing goes from playful to filthy, describing every tiny drip and grind in way too much detail. And because it’s all text based, the game doesn’t baby you with animations, so your brain fills in all the gaps. Footjobs on the couch while Netflix is “playing”, blowjob in a car parked way too close to a busy street, that raw moment in the shower where she pretends to “wash him” and you both know what’s actually happening. Stuff gets complicated with who belongs to who, and the cheating angle is never really treated like a big moral crisis. It just happens, like, “oops, I let him cum inside me, let’s not talk about it” and then the story keeps going, which honestly feels more real than half of those fake drama plots in other games. By the time Desmond is juggling sex with different women, anal experiments in cramped rooms, and these reckless creampie scenes that should 100% ruin everybody’s life, it all feels like the natural result of one stupid summer where every line was crossed and nobody even tried to step back.