You’re playing this regular dude who thinks his life is boring as shit, scrolling Telegram and TikTok, jerking off to the same trash porn, going to work, coming back, repeat. Then these new neighbors show up, all smiles and weird vibes, and it’s like the whole building suddenly got horny and cursed at the same time. They’re hot, but in that “something’s wrong here” way, like you open the door and your brain goes, yeah, I’m fucked. Not because they’re dangerous. Because you *know* you’re gonna do stupid things for pussy. And the game lets you. It doesn’t rush anything though. First contact is all teasing, light touches, accidental gropes, that kind of thing, and you can already feel the corruption hooks going in. There’s this moment where one of the “normal” MILFs from your daily routine suddenly starts wearing this tight top after your first little spell goes off, tits pressed together like they’re trying to escape, and she leans in your car window to ask a basic question, but the camera just stays on her cleavage like the game is laughing at you. I had to alt-tab out of sheer frustration, check Discord, then come back and immediately try to push the corruption harder. Self control gone.

The sandbox part actually feels like a horny to‑do list, which sounds bad, but is fun as hell. You’re bouncing around locations, checking who’s around, who’s ready for the next “upgrade,” who still needs more nudging, who you wanna break mentally first. One girl goes slowly from shy and flat to this curvy monster girl with thick thighs and ridiculous boobs, and it’s not just a switch; you see stages. First she lets you “accidentally” grope her, then she pretends to be angry, then she’s sitting on your lap, kind of grinding while talking about something that doesn’t even matter. At some point you’re deciding if you want them more bimbo, more twisted, more obedient, and the game just lets you stack the harem like a fucked up Pokémon collection, except half of them call you something they really shouldn’t be calling you in bed. The group scenes sneak up on you too. You line up events wrong and suddenly you’re in a room where two of your “projects” show up together, and instead of drama, they’re just sharing your cock like it’s no big deal, one riding your face while the other takes it deep and then asking you which body you like more. There’s anal, oral, tits wrapped around you, messy creampies where you watch your cum drip out while the girl’s eyes are just gone, totally taken by your magic and control. It feels nasty and powerful and also kind of fucked, which is exactly why I kept clicking for “one more scene” long after I said I’d stop.

You die on a shitty first date and wake up staring at Rias’ tits. That’s basically the tone right away. No long build up, no “oh no what happened to me”, just you flat on your back, her in that tight outfit, looking down like she bought you on discount and is not sure if the product is broken or just horny. And guess what, you now belong to her and her little devil harem, which is honestly the most honest contract I’ve seen in a while.

The fun part is how the game treats the High School DxD cast. Rias is pure power fantasy and also total brat. One scene she sits on your lap, pushes your face in her boobs, calls you her “pet project”, and later acts like she did you a big favor by letting you cum on her stomach instead of just her hand. Akeno shows up like a walking BDSM quiz: “Question one, how much electricity can your balls take?” and then giggles like it’s afternoon tea. The teasing is constant. They drag you through the school halls in that classic uniform vibe, Asia bumping into you, apologizing with her big soft chest pressed in your face while Rias watches with this lazy smile, like she’s checking if you’ll stay loyal or just melt. Then you blink and suddenly Miki is pinning you to the couch, hips grinding, acting like “oh, I’m just helping Rias break you in.” There is a scene with toys that actually surprised me: Akeno pushing a vibrator along your shaft while Rias is sitting a bit away, legs crossed, pretending she’s only here to supervise, but her panties are getting wet and you can see the 3D jiggle when she moves wrong for half a second. On the other side you have Raynare and the others popping in with that monster girl edge, wings, claws, that cruel smile. Kalawarna treats you like office property: titfuck as a “performance review”, stroking your cock with those heavy boobs, asking “Are you loyal to your mistress?” while you’re trying not to blow early, because the game actually lets you fail that scene if you mess the timing. Which is funny and annoying at same time.

Some of the humor hits really hard. Like Asia walking in on Akeno tying you up, then trying to “help” by joining, but she only knows sweet missionary, so the whole thing turns into this bizarre combo of soft, loving vaginal sex from one side and cruel female domination from the other. The animated bits are honestly the best thing here. Rias bouncing slowly while riding you, red hair falling over your chest, then suddenly she leans forward and whispers something stupid like “You’re only alive because I wanted a toy” and you’re like, okay, step on me more. The camera sometimes lingers too long on feet for no reason, which is weird but also kind of on brand for DxD degeneracy. There is one scene with Mittelt where she pretends to be all innocent and then uses a toy on you with this little smug grin, and the only thing I hated is that it ended right when it got really nasty. Also, small complaint: they make you run around the school for dialogue triggers a bit too much when honestly I just want Rias to choke me with her thighs again. The adventure parts are there, clicking around, choosing who to serve first, but my brain kept going back to Akeno’s “quiz” and that one time Tsubasa just silently grinds on you in the clubroom like it’s no big deal. It’s messy, horny, sometimes stupid in a good way, and somehow the fact you died on a date fades away under a pile of big asses, bigger tits, and very smug devils who know exactly how much control they have over your dick.

You start as this broke college guy walking into Burgmeister & Royce like you’re gonna fix your life, then the game just grabs you by the dick and drags you into absolute chaos. Classes? Technically there. But the real “curriculum” is trying not to cum in your pants every five minutes while sorority girls flash you during a stupid drinking game, your landlady “forgets” to close her bathroom door, and your so-called bros push you into shit you know your dad would beat your ass for if he saw it. It’s that filthy campus fantasy where everyone’s way too hot, way too horny, and somehow nobody ever remembers underwear exists.

The sex stuff doesn’t even wait politely. One minute you’re doing some harmless point and click around your crappy dorm room and the next you’re peeping through a slightly open door, catching twins in a lesbian makeout session that is very much not “innocent experimenting.” They drag you in if you pick the right lines and suddenly you’re in this messy tangle of tongues, fingers, one of them riding your face while the other forces your cock between her tits and laughs in your ear about how fast you’re shaking. Later you can pretend you’re a romantic guy, taking a shy virgin girl on a normal date, hand in hand, giggling, then end the night with her masturbating in your lap inside a parked car because she “isn’t ready for penetration yet” but still wants your cum all over her stomach. The game swings from sweet to downright filthy in like two clicks and never apologizes.

What surprised me is how much it leans into power stuff without making it feel like a cheap porn menu. Sometimes you’re the one groping, pulling panties down behind a bar counter while your milf boss pretends she doesn’t notice, and sometimes you end up on your knees with a dominant school queen slapping you with a strap-on, telling you to open wider while her roommate records it on her phone through the keyhole. There’s this whole turn based combat thing tied to frat wars and campus gangs that looks silly at first, then suddenly you’re planning who to bring to a fight because winning opens new prostitution side gigs and losing might end with a humiliating scene where the rival guys use your girl for group sex while you’re forced to watch, dick hard and useless. I wish the game let you punch one particular smug asshole in the balls during a combat segment, it just sits there in my head every time that scene plays. Anyway, between interracial threesomes in trashy motel rooms, anal quickies in the library stacks, puzzle bits to unlock voyeur routes, and that one lesbian romance that somehow feels more emotional than all your straight routes combined, it’s less like a clean dating sim and more like getting lost in the filthiest campus rumor mill ever, where every rumor turns into a clickable scene and half of them end with a creampie dripping down someone’s thigh.

Imagine waking up and realizing every stupid horny joke you made about “yeah I’d totally smash that mon” actually became your new life. That is literally the whole vibe here, and somehow it works way better than it should. You are this reincarnated guy in a world that kind of looks like the usual pocket monster thing, except everyone around you is either stacked like a hentai doujin or has curves that make zero sense biologically. The game just shrugs and says “yeah, you’re here to fuck, not to ask questions,” and throws you at girls and monster girls like you’re some walking breeding item. One moment you’re pretending to be a serious trainer talking with Nemona about battles, next moment she’s grinding on you and asking if your “move” is super effective while she rides you raw and begs for a creampie like it’s part of the gym rules. It’s really dumb. I love it.

The best part for me is how it treats all the famous girls as if they’ve been waiting for you personally. Misty showing up all smug, doing that fake tsundere “I’m only doing this for training” while she’s on her knees, stroking your cock with both hands and licking the tip like she’s taste testing a potion. Marnie being all quiet but then suddenly sitting on your face, thighs trembling, whispering nasty stuff that would break canon so hard. Hilda teasing you nonstop, riding your lap and pushing her tits together for a slow titfuck, with this lazy smile like she knows you’ve memorized every frame already. Sonia pretending she cares about “research” while taking off her coat and letting her big ass bounce on your cock, all animated, soft jiggle, clapping sound in your headphones, you know the drill. The models actually look like twisted versions of their originals, not ugly knockoffs, which is rare in these parody things. And the monster girls… yeah. Gardevoir giving this gentle blowjob like she’s worshiping you, then pulling you deep inside her and asking you not to pull out. Mewscarada acting all smug, rubbing her pussy on your shaft first, like “prove you can handle me,” then moaning like crazy once you slam into her. Lopunny is just straight-up fetish fuel, there is no other way to describe it. The game knows exactly what it’s doing and doesn’t pretend otherwise.

What surprised me is how often I opened this on mobile “just to check something” and ended up stuck watching one animation ten times in a row like some idiot, because there is always one little movement I missed. Jessie’s blowjob scene where her lipstick smears a bit and she strokes you faster with that annoyed Team Rocket face? Peak. Nemona jerking you off while ranting about battle stats, using spit as lube and then suddenly pressing your dick between her tits like she remembered titfucks exist mid-scene. There is some actual voyeur stuff too, where you’re hiding behind bushes watching a milf trainer finger herself while her mon watches, and your stupid horny brain is like “okay but when is my turn,” and yes, of course the game gives you that. Sometimes the pacing is weird, like it jumps from teasing to full vaginal in one click and the dialogue barely catches up, but somehow that chaotic energy kinda fits. I had one moment where I was going through a “serious” talk with a character and I clicked the wrong option and suddenly she was on her knees giving me a handjob, zero lead-up, and I laughed so hard I had to pause the scene. But then I watched it twice anyway. The adventure stuff is just an excuse to move you from one girl or monster girl to the next, and honestly I stopped pretending it was about anything else after the first time I pumped a full load inside Sonia and she smiled like that was the secret objective all along.

Zombie porn and base micromanagement are apparently my new comfort food, because I opened this thing “just to check it” and suddenly my coffee was cold and everyone in my camp either wanted to fuck me, punch me, or both. You run this little search & rescue squad called the Angels, which sounds holy, but it’s basically a harem wrapped in barbed wire. One second you juggle ammo counts and scavenging routes, next second you’re deciding if the shy medic gets praise for patching you up or a collar for talking back. And the game really pushes that choice. Every time you click through events you’re stuck between “earn her trust, be the good guy” and “nah, break her in”. It’s not subtle. You watch their stats crawl up, corruption and obedience sneaking higher, and then suddenly a girl who refused to kiss you on day one is choking on your cock in the war room and thanking you for the honor. Or crying a bit while doing it, depending how much of an asshole you decided to be that run.

What I liked is how sex scenes feel like a payoff for how you play, not just random gallery junk. You walk in on one of the Angels masturbating in the shower after a brutal mission you sent her on, still shaking from adrenaline, and your choices in earlier dialogues decide if she slams the door in your face, invites you in and rides you until her legs give out, or ends up on her knees giving this messy, desperate blowjob because she “needs to feel alive”. Another time I had the tough-as-nails sniper, the one who never smiles, get caught sneaking into my room at night. I’d been pushing her obedience hard, going full controlling asshole. Instead of a shy confession scene, it turned into her standing at parade rest, naked, collar on, asking permission to present her tits. Next click and she’s on the table, legs spread, me breeding her raw while she stares straight ahead, trying to pretend she’s not moaning every time I push in. Then later, out on a scavenging run, she’s casually gunning down zombies with dried cum still streaked on her thigh like it’s just part of her gear, and nobody comments on it. Little things like that made me grin like an idiot. And yeah, some dialogue is clunky, some “hard choices” are actually just “do you want her to worship your cock now or ten minutes later”, and combat sometimes feels like an afterthought that exists mostly so you can justify why every woman in the camp is exhausted, sweaty, and ready to be used. But whatever. I still ended up scheduling night missions just to get my favorite Angel back in time for a chained-up titfuck in the command tent, with groaning zombies outside the fence while she begs me to fill her pussy again because “there might not be a tomorrow”.

Atlas is that kind of immortal asshole who thinks he has everything under control, and then one horny night just blows up four centuries of “peace” because he smells the wrong pussy in the wrong crowd. He is the prince of vampires, everyone whispers his name like he is some tragic hero, but in practice you are just a very old bastard with fangs, a hard dick, and a talent for attracting trouble with tits. You walk into this human party, sniff something strange, and there she is: Leyala. Gorgeous, guarded, looks like she could stab you or ride you, maybe both in same scene. She is hiding something huge, and of course the best way to get the truth is to push her against a wall and see how long she can keep secrets with your hand between her legs.

The whole thing plays like someone mixed horny Skyrim with a trashy vampire soap opera and Pornhub tabs left open in the background. One moment you are talking politics with ancient nobles, next moment you have three girls in your bed, two tongues around your shaft and one pretty little thing kissing your chest like you are some romantic idiot from a dating sim. There is a real “collect them all” vibe too. Dark skinned warrior milf who pretends she hates you while grinding her ass on your thigh. Shy asian mage who blushes like crazy the first time you make her stroke you under the table while the council is arguing about war. Blonde elf who says she is not into girls, then five minutes later is licking another woman’s pussy while you push your cock between their tits, using both their chests like one big slippery toy. The game just keeps stacking scenes like that, threesomes that suddenly become foursomes, a “simple” massage that turns into you giving an anal creampie because you clicked the slightly more rude option.

What I liked is how it does not rush the filth but still never forgets the point. You talk, you flirt, you roleplay the gentleman or the controlling bastard, you pretend to care about prophecies and realms, and then your “romantic moment” ends with you finishing all over a pretty ebony girl’s face while her best friend sits on your tongue, shaking and moaning loud enough that guards probably hear. Sometimes it feels almost sweet, like when you slowly help a nervous virgin relax, kissing her thighs, letting her ride you at her own pace, until she suddenly loses control and claws your chest when you cum deep inside. Then five minutes later you are ordering two experienced lesbians to put on a show for you in the bath, one of them sliding your cock between her ass cheeks while the other sucks the tip every time it pops out. It is messy, animated, completely unashamed, and the story keeps pretending it is about saving the Seven Realms when actually it is about how many different mouths, asses and tight wet holes one smug vampire prince can ruin before the world ends.

You wake up like some discount isekai protagonist, except instead of a goddess you get a smug catgirl perched on your chest, flicking your nose and calling you “pet” before you’ve even remembered your own name. She’s got a tail that never stops moving, ears that twitch every time you stare at her boobs for too long, and this stupidly cute collar that looks harmless until you notice the tiny shock symbols on it. Her “friend” is a floating robot ball with too many lenses and zero shame, scanning your body like it’s doing a hentai route speedrun. It keeps popping up in the worst possible moments, recording things, projecting things, adding “achievement unlocked” sounds when you manage to make someone squirt. The tone is somewhere between horny fever dream and slightly cursed sci‑fi, like someone mashed a harem fantasy together with a broken VR assistant and said: yeah, this is fine.

The game throws you into a sandbox city that feels normal for about five seconds. Then the catgirl drags you to a “training room” that’s basically a BDSM gym. You’ve got stocks, benches, magical glowing restraints that cling to skin like liquid metal, paddles that track “spank combo” count, and a weird high‑tech milking rig that starts as a joke and very quickly is not a joke. She teases you like hell, grinding on your lap, brushing your cock with her tail, then hopping away the moment you’re close because “good pets don’t cum without permission.” Orgasm denial hits early and it hits hard. The childhood friend shows up right when you’re half naked, sweaty, and frustrated. She’s tanned, short‑haired, built like she actually wins wrestling tournaments, and somehow straight up chill about walking in on you pinning the catgirl down. Next thing you know, she’s challenging you to a “friendly” grapple match where you either get your face smashed into her tits or taken down and ridden until you’re begging. She laughs when you lose, but her voice cracks a bit when you slide your hand along the tanlines on her hips and squeeze.

What caught me off guard is how the game keeps jumping from horny clowning to actual weird tenderness. You’re making a monster girl elf blush while she’s chained by glowing runes and calling you “master,” but then she shyly asks if you’d rather go slow and break her hymen properly instead of just ramming her. The robot orbits around you, projecting voyeur scenes like a perv Netflix: group sex in a bathhouse with steam barely covering bouncing big tits, a cosplay café where the maids are locked into orgasm denial belts until closing time, lactation experiments gone “accidentally” wild. There’s this one moment where you use your new powers to freeze time for everyone except yourself and your chosen girl, and it’s romantic for exactly three seconds before you realize you can reposition them, pose them, edge them, spank them, and even line up an anal creampie while the clock is still paused. You feel like a god and a creep at the same time, which is kind of the running joke here.

The pregnancy stuff ramps up once you stop pulling out. The game casually tracks who you’ve filled, who’s potentially knocked up, and then a few cycles later you’re getting messages like “my tits won’t stop leaking, can you help?” and suddenly you’re hand‑pumping milk out of a catgirl while the tan wrestler is kneeling behind you, stroking your dick with one hand and slapping your ass for “motivation.” There’s actual pregnant sex, big bellies bouncing while you go hard from behind, milk spraying when you pinch nipples, and that messed up but hot mix of them being embarrassed and proud at the same time. Sometimes the pacing is weird, you’ll go from spooky hallway with glitchy horror noises and a monster girl creeping along the ceiling to a goofy titfuck scene where the robot comments on your form like a coach. I kind of hated that shift and still replayed the voyeur scenes way too often. Oh, and there’s this tiny bug where the catgirl’s tail clips into her own ass right when you’re about to finish, and now I can’t unsee it. Still kept fucking her, of course.

It starts quiet, like one of those evenings when you swear you’re just checking something small before bed. I thought it was gonna be a quick “help Melory with homework” kind of clicker thing, but nah - this thing gets under your skin fast. The tension builds and then tilts sideways; suddenly you’re the guy making dumb choices while a soft-spoken girl grins like she knows exactly what you’ll do next. It doesn’t feel scripted half the time, more like an awkward memory you’re re-living. The way her voice dips right before teasing a boundary - that’s what caught me. You don’t even realize how deep the game wants to push until every tiny decision spirals into something filthier, or sweeter, depending on your mood.

The strangest part? I actually cared about the damn story for a second. There’s this older woman - Melory’s mom maybe, can’t remember - and she pulls off that fake calm thing way too well. One minute you’re blushing through a foot scene, next she’s lecturing you like some goddess who read your search history. And yeah, it’s heavy on the domination bits, anal teases, stuff that’d make your phone pause mid-loadscreen, but somehow none of it feels cheap. Even the sleep scenes - they make you uncomfortable in that weird way where you still click *next* without thinking. The ASMR moments are hit or miss, honestly; sometimes sexy as hell, other times they just sound like the mic brushing against a pillow, but whatever, it fits the messy, intimate rhythm of the game.

I hate that bottle mini-game though. It’s supposed to be random, but I swear it always lands on the person I didn’t want stripped that round. Maybe that’s the point? It messes with you, keeps that frustration humming right between curiosity and guilt. By the time things twist into those cross-path routes - with trans, maid, interracial, even golden shower endings - you kinda stop worrying about which kink is next and just ride the chaos. The mix of control and shame here works almost too well. Makes you breathe slower. Or hold it. Hard to tell which.

Shiori looks like that perfect honor student you see on anime posters in the train, all serious face and huge chest squeezed into a clean uniform, but this game basically asks one question: what happens when that kind of girl gets addicted to being watched? Not in a romantic “notice me senpai” way, more like “watch me ride this bike while my skirt flies up and I pretend I don’t see you drooling”. It starts harmless enough, the whole cycling club thing, her trying to help out this small weak club that nobody cares about. Then she catches that girl exposing herself behind the school and it’s like something snaps. After that, every race feels less like sports and more like public masturbation with extra steps. You’re not just going for first place, you’re going for “how many guys in the crowd are fully hard by the finish line”.

The game is an RPG on paper, but honestly the important part is where you choose exactly how far Shiori is going to push it this time. You’re rolling around town in her school uniform on the bike, and little by little she starts treating the map like her own pervert playground. That corner near the park? Yeah, that’s the one where she pretends to fix her shoe, bends over way too much, and lets her panties ride up while office workers walk by. The empty street by the river? Perfect spot to slip a vibrator in, jump back on the bike and see how long she can keep pedaling before she has to pull over and rub her clit like crazy. Sometimes she’s trying to act composed, sometimes she just straight up spreads her legs on a bench and fingers herself while some random guy pretends to look at his phone. The censorship mosaic on the pussy is there, it’s an oldschool Japanese thing, but the animation still sells the whole “I know I shouldn’t be doing this but I can’t stop” vibe. Her tits bounce around annoyingly well too, especially when she’s riding out of the saddle and the shirt is already half open. Cycling form? Terrible. H scene quality? Kinda dangerous if you’re playing one-handed.

Where it gets really wild is when her confidence goes up and you start stacking all the exhibition tricks like a horny skill tree. At first it’s just flashing her panties during a race, then she’s tugging her top up so you can see those big tits spilling everywhere, then she’s smearing body paint all over herself and using the bike like a sex toy. One moment she’s a serious council president pushing hard to win the race, next moment she’s jacking some random dude off behind the stands while still wearing her helmet. There’s this scene where she finishes a race way ahead, breathing hard, and instead of just celebrating she walks right in front of the crowd, pulls a toy out of her bag and starts sliding it inside herself, sweat dripping, guys staring, phones out, cum shots flying later when they drag her behind the tent and take turns, filling her pussy until there’s white stuff leaking down her thighs. Another time she loses on purpose, then kneels between the winner and some staff members and gives them messy handjobs with her tits pressed together, swallowing their cum and looking back at the stands like she wants someone to catch her. The game is full of those small fucked up details: her pretending to be embarrassed while clearly loving it, the way she grips the handlebars tighter when the vibe hits deep, how she keeps racing with semen already sloshing inside her, like a walking creampie trophy. Honestly, half the time I forgot there was even a “club to save” plot going on, I was just opening the in-game phone, hunting for the next spot where she could strip, get drenched in bukkake, or end a nice calm bike ride with a threesome that leaves her ass gaping and her face covered. It’s messy, pervy, kinda trashy in the best way, and somehow it fits this whole low-key cycling theme way better than it should.