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.

Whole thing feels like some horny comic nerd’s fever dream that accidentally turned into a game and nobody stopped them. You’re the only guy left in this mashed up DC / Marvel world, and instead of going full tragic, the story just leans into “ok, who do you want to fuck first?” with a straight face. It’s not pretending to be deep. One minute you’re talking to Raven while she’s being all moody and low-key horny in the background, next you’re suddenly dealing with She-Hulk crowding the screen with her muscles and tits like she’s gonna break both your ribs and your dick. The writing flips from kinda funny to kind of cringe in like two lines, but somehow that fits a setting where Wonder Woman and Black Widow can show up in the same hallway and nobody questions reality. They just question how hard you’re staring at their ass.

What I actually like is how the game remembers small stuff you say, like when you try to flirt with Maria Hill with some half-ass line, she gives you that “are you serious” vibe, and it comes back later when she grudgingly lets you touch her anyway. Same with Poison Ivy: if you play nice, she’s almost tender, but if you’re an asshole, she treats you like a walking dildo she’s tired of but still using. The sex scenes change a bit depending on how you handled them before, not crazy branching, but enough that blowing off Emma Frost to go chase Teen Titans girls like Raven or Starfire-lite types doesn’t feel totally ignored. Oral scenes are actually described with some care, like the dev really enjoys writing about tongues and spit, but then they kind of rush some of the vaginal stuff like “ok, you fuck her, you cum, next”. Power Girl’s scenes hit that “huge tits, big ass, act annoyed but secretly loving it” thing hard, then it cuts to something more romantic with Jean Grey trying to act responsible while literally grinding on you. There’s romance tags and they do kind of try, especially with characters like Ms. Marvel and Captain Marvel, where you can be less of a fuckboy, but it still always circles back to you shoving something in someone. Also the UI is a little clunky in spots and I swear a choice skipped for me once in a conversation with Psylocke and I will never know what that line was and it annoys me way more than it should. Anyway, if seeing Harley Quinn suck you off after you tease her about being “the less hot clown” compared to some random meme version of her sounds like your thing, yeah, that energy is here. And then the game turns around and gives you a quiet, slow scene with Raven where she just holds your hand before riding you in a dark room like you’re both pretending feelings don’t exist. It’s messy, horny, awkward, and weirdly honest about what it is.

A kinda funny thing happens when you start this game. It looks like yet another “average dude, average campus, surprise magic” story, and then suddenly you’re balls deep in theology, monster tits and emotional damage at the same time. The protagonist is that cliché hybrid of demon and angel, but he doesn’t remember any of it, so at first he’s basically a horny exchange student with a softboy face. You’re in this foreign country, pretending to be normal, flirting with this quiet green–eyed girl in class, and the game keeps throwing small hints that something is very wrong with both of you. Not in a “haha quirky” way, more like “why did her eyes glow when she kissed you behind the building and why did the air literally vibrate when you slipped your hand under her shirt”. The sex hits pretty fast, which I respect: that first scene where she climbs on top, riding you slowly on that cheap dorm bed, boobs bouncing in this almost hypnotic 3D animation, actually feels weirdly intimate. You see his hand shaking, not from fear but because his body is reacting to some buried power, like he’s about to cum and ascend to a shitty god at the same time.

Then it gets messy in a good way. You go back to your own country, you try to continue “normal life” with porn tabs open in the background, texting her on Telegram like a lovesick idiot, trading pics that start innocent and become “oh, that’s definitely a monster girl tail in the corner of the frame”. When she finally comes to visit, the romance flips into this harem snowball. Girls start orbiting around him: a demon-looking one with horns that curve like they want to grab your hips, a busty magic user who pretends she’s here only to “study your aura”, and I swear there is one scene where you’re supposed to be in danger but the camera spends a full minute slowly moving over a pair of massive tits while the dialogue talks about the fate of the world. The vaginal sex scenes are unapologetic: you see wetness, you see her pussy stretch when you push in, and sometimes the superpowers kick in during orgasms. One time, after fucking the green–eyed girl in the shower, every tile in the room cracks when you both cum, and she laughs like it’s normal that her climax breaks physics. That mix of holy and horny, of angel blood glowing under his skin while he’s pounding into some monster girl who calls him “my little apocalypse”, feels almost philosophical by accident. Like the game is saying: you are literally built from contradiction, so why should your cock or your heart choose only one path. And then the game forgets its own big thoughts and has you rail another girl on a classroom desk while time is frozen outside the window, which is somehow even more honest.

Look, WaifuHub isn't trying to be some polished masterpiece and honestly that's part of its charm. You're basically playing a sleazy casting director interviewing anime waifus for adult films, which sounds ridiculous until you're actually clicking through dialogue options wondering if Zero Two is gonna strip down or walk out.

The whole premise revolves around this casting couch setup where familiar faces from different anime universes show up at your "studio." One minute you're chatting with Princess Rosalina about her modeling experience, next thing you know Darkness is practically begging for the role before you even explain what kind of movie you're making. Each girl has different personalities that actually affect how the conversations flow - Hinata acts all shy and nervous while Chel struts in like she owns the place. The dialogue system feels clunky as hell sometimes but when Ochako starts blushing and stuttering through her answers, it somehow works.

What caught me off guard was how the game doesn't just throw sex scenes at you immediately. There's this weird buildup where you have to navigate conversations, gauge their reactions, figure out what buttons to push. Some girls need convincing, others are ready to go from minute one. Aqua showed up drunk and horny which made things interesting, while Emilia needed like twenty minutes of sweet talk before anything happened. The sex animations are basic but they get the job done - lots of ahegao faces, exaggerated moans, all that typical hentai stuff. Graphics look like they were made in someone's basement but the character designs are faithful enough to the source material that you'll recognize your favorites instantly. It's janky, unrefined, and probably shouldn't work as well as it does, but there's something addictive about seeing which waifu walks through your door next.