Karma is tired as hell and it kind of shows, in a good way. She’s not some shiny anime waifu, she feels more like that bossy bitch who’s already seen the end of the world three times and is just done with everyone’s bullshit. The whole thing starts right before everything goes to shit: war coming, Antichrist about to rise, timeline already cracked like a cheap phone screen. Instead of “hero saves world”, you’re basically poking holes in fate, pushing people into bed, twisting their lives, and then pretending it’s all for “Balance”. Most of the time it feels more like you’re using cosmic responsibility as an excuse to fuck whoever you want and corrupt whoever you can reach.

You jump between perspectives and it’s actually fun, even if sometimes it makes your brain hurt. One scene you’re stuck in the head of this dude who clearly thinks with his cock first and brain later, next scene you’re in a woman’s body who can literally feel when she’s pulling on someone’s life thread, watching how a single choice sends them from “normal life” into “I’m naked in front of a demon and somehow I’m wet about it”. Some routes let you push harder, like turning a decent girl into this needy toy who starts craving rough attention, or shoving a proud woman into a situation where she ends up on her knees for someone she’d normally laugh at. And then Karma acts like it’s all part of the plan. Sure. Totally not horny abuse of power at all. There’s also those moments where you’re in a trans or futa body and it’s honestly hot as fuck: you feel that mix of power and vulnerability when you’re pinning someone to a bed, dick hard, and still feeling every little shiver when they clench around you. Sometimes the dialogue leans too heavy into lore in the middle of a sex scene, which kills the rhythm a bit, like you’re mid thrust and suddenly someone starts explaining fate mechanics instead of moaning. I literally alt-tabbed to Discord while a character was ranting about threads and came back only for the blowjob to finally start.

What I liked most is when it lets you be a real bastard about it. There’s this one route where you play nice at first, super gentle, soft touches, almost romantic, then slowly start twisting the dynamic, nudging her into more submissive stuff, until you’ve got her begging for your cum like she’s the one seducing you. Or switching into a female POV and suddenly your whole mood flips, because now you’re the one being pinned down, thighs shaking, and you actually get to choose if you hate it or lean into it. Watching a “good” girl get dragged into lesbian sex by her own curiosity, then by your pressure, then by her own addiction, feels dirty in that way people actually come here for. Not everything lands though. Some scenes talk too much before anyone takes off a shirt, and a few choices look important but barely move the needle, which sucks when you’re trying to steer someone from normal to full-on corrupted and the game pretends it changed a lot but you know it didn’t. Still, the mix of domination, timeline fuckery, and that weird feeling that you’re both saving and ruining people at the same time? It hooks you. Even when the writing trips over itself, you kind of keep going, just to see how far you can drag these poor bastards away from the lives they were meant to have and into your messy, horny, broken Tapestry.

Dirty Fantasy feels like someone took your Pornhub search history, your old Witcher saves and half of r/LeagueNSFW, threw them in a blender and said “yeah, fuck it, that’s the story now”. You play as this very self-aware male protagonist who is clearly written by someone that thinks he’s a macho god, but somehow it kind of works. One moment you’re chatting with Ciri like you’re on Telegram trying not to sound horny, next moment you’re accidentally agreeing to a threesome with Jinx and Vi and realizing you absolutely clicked through that dialogue too fast. It has this weird energy where all the girls already look at you like they’ve read your browser history and decided they’re cool with it. The world hops from Witcher-style tavern vibes to Piltover streets to some creepy tentacle dungeon that feels like somebody spent too much time on certain Doujinshi apps, but it never takes itself serious, and that’s the charm. You just bounce around, flirt, screw up, then screw, in that order or not, depending how drunk you click.

Sex scenes are the real meat here, shocker. It goes all in: vaginal, anal, oral, titfucks, toys, proper dripping creampies, soft stuff, rough stuff, and of course tentacles that show up exactly when you think “they wouldn’t actually do tentacles, right?” Ahri doing slow, teasing oral like she knows she’s the main event, Caitlyn trying to stay all proper while you rail her from behind, Katarina acting like she’s in charge right until she’s on her knees, Ciri climbing on top like this is some weird crossover mod you forgot you installed. Some scenes are straight-up group chaos, like when Jinx brings “friends” and suddenly you’re in full orgy territory, bodies everywhere, cumshots stacked on top of each other, that kind of animated loop you end up watching three times because you keep catching some new detail in the background. Animations are not perfect, sometimes a hip moves weird or a hand clips somewhere it shouldn’t, but honestly, with a dick in a mouth and a tentacle in places you’re not proud to admit you like, who’s counting pixels. The one thing that annoyed me for real is how long it sometimes takes to actually get to the next sex scene, like you’re stuck in a tease loop while the story pretends it matters. But then Ahri bites her lip, or Vi pins you to the wall, or Ciri asks if you can “go again” and suddenly you forget you were mad at all. It’s messy, horny, a bit trashy, sometimes funny on purpose, sometimes funny by accident, and feels exactly like opening three incognito tabs at once and letting them bleed into each other until it’s just you, a bunch of big tits from different universes, and zero regrets.

Guy goes out, fucks his dream girl, then life absolutely body slams him. That is basically the tone here. You start as this pretty regular dude who somehow scores the hottest girl around, gets a night full of sloppy kissing, wet panties, nervous first-time energy, and a ridiculous amount of teasing. She rides your face, you worship her tits, she grinds on your cock until both of you are a sweaty mess, and then the whole thing gets wrecked by her psycho dad flying off the handle. Violence, panic, lights out. Coma. You wake up years later with your dick still working, but your brain missing the whole damn night. What sticks is just flashes in your sleep: a warm pussy clenching around you, soft feet on your chest, a girl whispering “cum in me” in that needy voice that makes your balls tighten. You wake up horny, confused and kind of pissed off at your own memory. Pornhub doesn’t help, Xvideos doesn’t help, nothing hits the spot because it all feels like an echo of something real that you can’t grab anymore.

Then the doorbell rings and there are three girls outside, all looking like the one from your dreams. Same face, same fuckable body, different flavor of crazy in the eyes. They call you in ways that are too familiar, they smile like they already tasted your cum before, and they move into your life like it was always planned. From that point the game really leans into the mess. You’re juggling romance routes where you kiss them slow on the couch and routes where you’re slamming them against the kitchen counter, pulling hair, making them choke on your cock until their mascara runs. One scene you’re trying to be gentle with a “virgin” act, next scene you’ve got one of them on all fours, ass up, while you spit on her hole and push in, her fingers clawing the sheets. The cutscenes love close-ups: tongue on clit, lips wrapped around shaft, toes curling when you press your thumb into their wet spot. There is a bathroom scene that really goes hard on the whole piss thing, and the camera just stays on it too long, like the dev was way too proud of that animation. Creampies get their own little moment, with your cum pouring out and the girls either freaking out about pregnancy or low-key thrilled by it, depending on how corrupted you’ve nudged them. Sometimes the male dom vibe feels powerful as fuck, with you ordering them to lick each other, clean your cock with their tongues, or sit on your face one after another until you can’t breathe. Other times it’s awkward as hell and a line delivery just kills the mood, but you still keep clicking because the next scene might have one of the twins sucking your fingers after you pull out of her ass, or a slow, lazy morning blowjob that starts as cuddling and ends in her swallowing with a shy smile. It never really pretends to be classy, which is kind of the charm and also exactly the problem.

Priscila looks like that kind of girl you see on some glossy cover in a supermarket, all sparkle and fake smiles, but here she’s stuck in this weird mix of glamour and trash where every “opportunity” has a hand on her ass. The whole thing plays out like a horny fashion documentary that got corrupted by Pornhub comments. You start with this almost innocent vibe, just a young model trying to climb up, basic shoots, awkward poses, her checking herself in the mirror and clearly not sure if she’s actually hot or just pretending. Then suddenly the camera is way too close, the guy behind it is breathing heavier than needed, and you realize the photoshoot is basically just an excuse to get her clothes off piece by piece while he keeps saying “more natural, more relaxed” and his fingers are absolutely not staying where they should.

What really hit me is how much they lean into that slow corruption thing. She doesn’t just wake up slutty. At first she’s flinching when the photographer’s hand lingers too long on her hip, pulling away when the makeup artist “fixes” her bra and clearly grabs a full feel. But she still stands there. She needs the job, right? They use that constantly. You get these small scenes where she’s alone, phone in hand, scrolling through Insta, looking at other models who already sold their soul, and you can tell she’s thinking “maybe I should just do it too.” When she starts touching herself in the shower after a rough day, it’s not some big porn climax, more like frustrated, confused, kinda angry masturbation. She keeps replaying those groping moments in her head and hates that they turn her on. That part felt way too real. Also, side note, whoever picked the soundtrack has good taste. There’s this one track that has little chip-style arps hiding under a heavy beat, like a retro game trying to breathe under a pile of lube. I left that loop running in the background while I was answering emails in Gmail, not even touching the game, just vibing. Then went back, and she was busy on her knees making the “director’s cut” of her contract real.

The director is the worst and also the most fun to watch. Classic “I’ll make you a star” creep, surrounded by assistants who pretend they don’t see anything. He never comes out and says “suck me or you’re fired”, it’s more like “we can do something more… intimate for the next role” while his hand slides over her thigh and she half pulls away, half freezes. At some point he gets her into this “private audition” where he keeps the camera rolling while he pushes her into a blowjob, and the game really lingers on her hesitation. Mouth opens a bit, she closes it, looks up, cheeks already red, his hand pressing the back of her head just enough to show there’s no real choice. Later on, when she’s already more broken in, you get a completely different vibe: same room, now she’s the one unzipping his pants, almost annoyed if he tries to talk about the “art” of it. That flip from scared girl to “whatever, just cum so we can shoot the next scene” is nasty in a good way. And it doesn’t stop at one-on-one stuff either. There’s a group session with multiple guys from the agency, “celebrating” her new campaign, glasses of champagne and a couch that definitely wasn’t bought for sitting. Watching her go from uncomfortable in the middle of the circle to riding one cock while another guy uses her mouth, all while some jealous female model pretends to fix the lighting and ends up grabbing her tits from behind, is the kind of sleazy cinema that makes you feel slightly dirty opening Reddit afterwards. The animations themselves are sometimes stiff as hell and then suddenly you get this perfect little loop of her fingers working her clit in the dressing room while she’s listening to the director’s voice messages and biting her lip, and you forget to care that her hair clips keep clipping through her head. It’s messy, horny, a bit cruel, and for some reason the way her stockings sit slightly uneven in one scene annoyed me and I kept staring at it more than at the actual sex, but anyway.